Dressed as a family of cannon fodder, the villain brother is busy opening up wasteland

My name is Wen Zhao, and my nickname is Big Head. They all say I have a big head, so I call me Big Head.

At this moment, I was being held by my mother, watching my father turn the house upside down.

The house is very shabby. It is the old house that my father got after my grandparents separated from the family.

"Wen Xiuyi, if you use your money to gamble again, I will divorce you."

Mother was very angry and wanted to divorce father.

I don't know what divorce means, I just know it's not good.

There were two people hiding at the door. They were my brother and sister, Wenjun and Wenyao. They were very timid and very afraid of my father and mother.

Especially my mother.

Dad seemed to have found what he was looking for. He said to Mom, "My dear, don't worry. I will definitely win it back this time. Please wait for me. When I win the money, I will take you and your children to the city to enjoy life."

Dad is gone again. I don’t remember how many times he has come back or how many times he has rummaged through our things and left. I don’t know how long he will be gone this time.

My sister was knocked down by my father, and my mother asked my brother to take her to treat the bruises. I saw that there was bleeding, but my sister didn't cry. She and my brother seemed to be numb.

My mother closed the door, put me on the ground and started to clean the house. She cried while she cleaned. As she cried, she began to nag at me like she used to.

I wanted to wipe her tears, but she pushed me away.

It wasn't until her eyes changed that I knew I was about to start feeling pain.

Because when my mother pinches me, it hurts a lot.

My mother asked me why I didn’t speak, why I couldn’t speak, and why I was mute.

I opened my mouth, but in the end said nothing.

Because I know that mother actually doesn't want to listen to me.

My mother was tired of scolding me, and started crying in her arms again. She was trying to comfort me, but also seemed to be comforting herself. She cried for a long time. I counted the time in my heart. This time she cried half a quarter of an hour longer than last time.

When it was daybreak, my mother asked my brother to take good care of my sister and me while she was going out.

I know she is going to exchange it for silver.

I was sitting at the door waiting for her. My second aunt came and secretly stuffed a cake into my hand, telling me to eat it when I was hungry. My brothers and sisters also had some.

I was very hungry, but I couldn't bear to eat. I wanted to wait for my mother to come back and give her some.

It was not until dark that my mother came back. She seemed absent-minded because she did not see me sitting at the door.

I followed her into the room and saw that she was holding a coin of silver, which was bigger than the ones Dad had found every time before.

I don’t know what she was thinking, and she started crying again. But this time, she didn’t yell at me or choke me. She just cried silently.

I gave her the cake, but she threw it on the ground and said she had already eaten it.

I had no choice but to go over and pick it up and dust it off.

When my mother was talking, I smelled the aroma of meat. It was during the Chinese New Year when my grandparents called my brother and sister and me over and gave each of us a piece of meat. I knew that was the smell of meat.

Mom, it seems like you don’t need my cake anymore.

After that day, my mother went out more frequently. She went out every day. Every time she came back, she was no longer in a bad mood like before. Sometimes she would bring some food for me and my brother and sister.

She said she bought it with her own money.

She wanted to go out more and more, and she couldn't wait to get up and get ready at dawn almost every day.

I found that my mother had jewelry.

But she only wore it secretly in her room and hid it when she went to her grandparents' house.

That day, she had to go out again. My brothers and sisters went up the mountain to look for wild vegetables, and I was the only one left. She sent me to grandma's house. Grandma said that they had to work in the fields and were afraid that they could not take care of Datou.

When asked where she was going, she couldn't say clearly.

Grandma didn't care anymore.

She wanted to leave me at home by myself, but I was only two years old, so she finally took me with her.

This was my first time to go into the city, my first time to walk into a place called an inn, my first time to know that there were so many varieties of food that people outside ate, and my first time to see a man who was not my father holding my mother’s hand.

My mother told him that I was mute and he didn't need to worry.

The man asked my mother when she could go with him, as he didn't want to see her suffer anymore.

My mother calls him senior brother and he calls my mother junior sister.

Mother looked at me and said to wait a little longer.

Later, my mother often took me into the city with her. Every time, she would give me lots of food and toys, and let me play by myself in the outer room of the inn. I could hear noises inside, some of which were not very good.

My mother thought I didn’t understand, she thought I was dumb, so she became less and less attentive to me.

Later, Dad came back and Mom gave him twenty taels of silver. He gave Mom a piece of paper, and then Mom left.

I never saw her again.

Dad got money and went out again. This time, he didn’t come back for a long time.

My brother and sister became even more taciturn, and I still didn't speak. The children in the village called me a little dumb.

My brother and sister didn't know how to earn money. They could only dig wild vegetables and relied on washing clothes for others to earn a few copper coins to support the three of us.

My head became bigger and my body smaller, and my grandmother couldn't stand it anymore, so she asked me to go to the old house every day so that she could give me food.

My second and third aunts always looked at me with pity, as if they wanted to say something but stopped themselves. No one in the family mentioned where my mother had gone. Only my grandmother said that she had gone to live a good life and would never come back.

People in the village said that my mother ran away with another man and no longer wanted me and my brothers and sisters. I knew what they said was true because I had met that man.

But I don't want to say it.

Dad came back again, and seemed to have won some money. He bought us clothes and food, and then left again.

Grandma and Grandpa thought he had turned over a new leaf, but not long after, he came back, but he was forced back by someone, and he owed someone fifty taels of silver.

If he doesn't pay back the money, others will beat him to death.

He had his brother and sister taken away to pay off the debt, and was almost beaten to death by his grandfather. In the end, his grandfather sold the family’s land and paid off the money for him.

My dad was well behaved for a while, until I was four years old, then he ran away to fool around again.

Grandma and Grandpa no longer have extra money to pay off his debts, and Second Aunt used to feel sorry for the three of us, but now she’s avoiding us, like... seeing the god of plague?

That day, my father came back again. I was at my grandparents' house, and only my brothers and sisters were at home. It was only later when I heard from the villagers that my house had collapsed that I knew he had returned.

My grandparents took me, my second uncle and third uncle and others over there and dug my father and my brothers and sisters out from under the ruins of the kitchen.

I thought they were dead because there was blood on them, but they were not dead.

He also said some strange words that I couldn't understand.

My grandmother was afraid that he would be a burden, so when she saw that they were not dead, she thanked the villagers, let everyone go home, and then wanted to take us back to the old house.

I always feel that my father and my brothers and sisters are a little different. The way they look at our family is very strange.

I ran over and held my sister's hand. Grandma asked me if I wanted to leave, and I shook my head.

But the elder sister suddenly said, "Be good, Big Head, go home with grandma first, and I will pick you up after I have packed."

I looked at her in surprise.

My sister has never spoken to me like this.

In fact, she seldom speaks, but she is different from me, no one would call her dumb.

I still left with my grandma, but I still felt that my dad and my brothers and sisters were weird today.