Lin Shen pursed his lips and drove the car. He didn't speak any more. However, when the car was driving on the highway, he suddenly said, "your parents haven't been with you these years. Have you ever resented them?"

I was surprised that he would ask me this question. After all, in my mind, he should be a person who doesn't like asking trivial things.

The light of the flashlight is bright enough. In the dark house, there is a pot of vegetables squatting on the concrete floor. It looks a little cold. There is no spark in the stove used to bake.

The child took Xiao Yao and said, "they went to the field. They are busy, but they haven't come back."

There was no light in the dark house. When Lin Shen turned on his flashlight and saw that there was only a seven or eight year old child at home, he frowned and said, "son, where are your parents?"

Xiao Yao hesitated for a moment, and then said happily, "fourth sister, it's me. My aunt has brought me back." Then the little guy rushed into the house excitedly.

After all, Xiao Yao was familiar with this place. He stood outside the door and yelled for his parents. Fortunately, the dark door was opened soon, and inside came the timid voice of the little girl, "Xiao Yao? Is that you? "

It was very dark, so when I arrived at Wang Baogui's door, I could hardly see where his door should go. It seemed that there was no one in the dark room. I was worried. It was nine o'clock, and there was no one. Where did I go?

I nodded, pulled her to carry things through that not far but not very easy path, fortunately, there has been no rain recently, the soil on the road dried up, walking is not so bad.

In the countryside in December, the temperature was so low that it could kill people. As soon as I got off the bus, I was shivered by the cold wind. Xiao Yao was sleepy. Looking at her familiar environment, she reacted and said, "aunt, here we are!"

Seven or eight hours of driving, driving tired, car also tired, even if we start early, but arrived in the village, or a little late.

I shrugged and stopped talking. No matter it's good or bad, we can't make a conclusion.

He smiles, looks at Xiao Yao who has been sleeping on my lap, and says, "the child's life will probably change differently after meeting you."

Things that happened in those years have passed. For me, they are all past tense. I smile, "Uncle Lin, most of the time, people's life is life. We don't have so many ifs."

He looked at me and said with some guilt, "I was also responsible for what happened in those years. I shouldn't hide your father and didn't tell him your existence. If he knew your existence, maybe the Mo family would spare no effort to take you back to the Mo family to raise you."

I smile and say, "it's false to say no resentment, but I'm more thankful that the person who raised me is my grandmother, and I'm also thankful that I can marry Fu Shenyan. Today's life is not the best, but at least I'm willing to love and work hard to live. Just for these things, I should thank them for giving me life. What's more, people are not so great Abandoning me also has its own difficulties. The days after that are still far away, so now I don't complain! "

Watching the child shivering with cold in his thin clothes, I couldn't help saying, "why do you wear so little? Why don't you make a fire at home? "

Timidly, the child pulled Xiao Yao, touched his clothes enviously, looked at me and said, "mom said, they can't waste coal when they're not at home. I'll just hide in the quilt to get warm and wait for them to come back to make a new fire."