After four years of marriage, the military officer husband came back

Because she couldn't stand for long, she found a rough bowl and put the little amount of rice in it. Then she took a pair of chopsticks, carried the bowl and slowly walked to the living room, picked up the thermos, and wanted to pour some boiling water into it to soak the rice.

When she picked up the pot, she found that it was very light. Her heart skipped a beat. She pulled out the cork and found that there was no water in it.

Despair often happens in an instant!

At this moment, all the grievances came to my heart and tears as big as beans fell down. For the first time, I felt so tired of living. I thought to myself that it might be better if I died on the operating table that day.

"Mom..." Yingying saw that her mother had not come back yet, so she got out of bed and walked out. Seeing that her mother was crying again, she raised her little hand and stood on tiptoe, trying to wipe her tears:

"Mom, don't cry."

Yao Hongmei raised her hand to wipe away the tears from her face. After crying, life had to go on and her daughter was still hungry.

She smiled at her daughter and said softly:

"Mom, don't cry. Stand here and don't move. I'll go boil some water."

The little girl stood there obediently, watching her mother slowly walk outside, bring in an aluminum kettle, scoop half a bucket of water into it, then pick up the kettle, walk out of the kitchen in small steps, and put it on the stove outside.

It was too difficult for her to squat down. She tried several times, and it was so painful that sweat oozed from her forehead. She still failed, so she could only ask her daughter in the house for help:

"Yingying, come here."

The little girl responded and walked out, looking at Yao Hongmei with her watery eyes.

"Can you help mom open this lid?" Yao Hongmei said to her daughter, pointing at the lid under the stove.

Yingying quickly understood, squatted down, and tried to open the lid with her hands, but she was too weak and the lid was too tight, and she couldn't pull it off no matter how hard she tried.

Yao Hongmei looked at her daughter sticking out her little butt and trying hard to pull out the lid. She felt both adorable and sad. She was about to ask her to stop, but the little girl used all her strength and not only did she fail to pull out the lid, but due to inertia, her body hit her like a stove.

The stove was made of iron and was very hot on the outside. Seeing that her daughter was about to be burned, Yao Hongmei grabbed her and dragged her back. Fortunately, the child was not burned, but the stove and the pot rolled down together with the impact.

The wound burst open as soon as she exerted force, and Yao Hongmei was in so much pain that beads of sweat broke out on her head.

Yingying beside her was also frightened and burst into tears. Yao Hongmei endured the pain, pulled her daughter up and said:

"It's okay, it's okay." He tried to comfort her.

The little girl was just frightened and soon stopped crying. She looked at Yao Hongmei with tearful eyes and aggrieved look.

Yao Hongmei ignored the pot and coal stove that had fallen to the ground, and walked into the house holding Yingying's hand.

She was really hungry, and a child couldn't chew the rice with crust, so she went to the kitchen, scooped out some cold water, poured it into the bowl, trying to soften the hard rice.

The mother and daughter took the bowls back to the room. The rice would take a while to soak. Because the wound was too painful, Yao Hongmei lay back on the bed. Yingying took a small stool and sat beside her bed. She didn't say she was hungry or speak. She just stayed with her mother quietly.

After a while, thinking that the rice should have softened, Yao Hongmei sat up. The wound was throbbing in pain. She undressed and found that a lot of blood had seeped out of the gauze. She saw her daughter sticking her head out to look curiously, and afraid that she would fall, she immediately pulled up her clothes to cover it.

Then he took the bowl on the table and was about to feed Yingying the cold rice in it. At this moment, the sound of a bicycle was suddenly heard outside the door. She put down the bowl in her hand, stretched her head out, and looked outside the door expectantly.

After a while, she saw He Shanshan walk in, and the expectation on her face turned visibly into disappointment.

Yao Hongmei raised her hand and picked up the bowl next to her. She looked at the rice in the bowl that was swollen by the cold water, and then looked at her daughter beside her. She knew that her daughter would definitely have diarrhea if she ate this rice. She prepared herself for a long time in her heart, and finally called out to He Shanshan outside:

"Shanshan, Shanshan..."

He Shanshan was combing her messy hair with a small comb when she heard Yao Hongmei's voice coming from the room. She knew she was back and walked to the door of her room reluctantly, but did not go in. She asked coldly:

"What are you doing? You're screaming and shouting."

But her mother said that a woman who had just had a miscarriage was not clean, and asked her to have less contact with Yao Hongmei in the next few days, so she was unwilling to enter her room.

As soon as she saw her, Yingying suddenly stood up from the small stool reflexively, without taking off her shoes, and quickly climbed onto the bed and hid behind Yao Hongmei.

Yao Hongmei suppressed all her emotions and said to He Shanshan in a very humble tone:

"Shanshan, can you help me cook something? Yingying and I haven't eaten for a day and we are so hungry."

Her face was pale and she looked very weak. She almost begged He Shanshan to have pity on her and give some alms to her and her daughter.

He Shanshan frowned in disgust, looked at the bowl beside her, and said impatiently:

"Isn't there rice in the bowl? Why don't you eat it first? Who would cook dinner so early?"

"That's soaked in cold water. Children will have diarrhea if they eat it." Yao Hongmei explained, still holding a glimmer of hope for He Shanshan.

He Shanshan glanced at her, becoming even more impatient, and said:

"Why don't you just warm it up in your mouth and swallow it?" Then he complained:

"Why treat a little girl so delicately?" After saying that, he ignored the two of them and turned away.

Yao Hongmei looked at her from behind, anger and despair filling her heart, and she couldn't help but shout:

"He Shanshan, are you still a human being? Why are you so hard-hearted?"

"Who are you calling a non-human?" He Shanshan turned around angrily and stared at Yao Hongmei:

"What does your hunger have to do with me? If you want to eat, get up and cook it yourself!"

Yao Hongmei was about to speak, but suddenly she seemed to understand something, looked at He Shanshan with a resentful look and asked:

"Is it because you think I can't have children that you and your family want to use this method to force us to death so that you can make room for other women?"

"You still know that you can't have children?" He Shanshan said with a sneer on her face:

"A hen that can't lay eggs is still clucking like this. Doesn't she know how annoying she is?" After saying that, she stopped looking at Yao Hongmei, turned around and went back to her room, closing the door with a "bang".