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The relief of love

Moldy sister-in-law is a rural person, not highly educated, in her twenties will be married, the man is also a rural person, the family match, carpenters to make a living, although not generous, but also does not seem to be strapped, the two love each other, but also full of happiness

By Holly D SalterPublished 3 years ago 5 min read
The relief of love
Photo by Diane Picchiottino on Unsplash

  People call her "moldy sister-in-law", not the plum of plum, but the mold of mold, the meaning of bad luck

  The man was also a rural man, a family match, making a living as a carpenter, although not well-off, but also does not seem to be poor, the two love each other, but also full of happiness!

  Two years later, they had a child. When their daughter was born, he hugged and kissed her with excitement, and couldn't hear what she was saying.

  The first month after the child was diagnosed as demented, spent a lot of money, but the condition did not improve, he said to his sister-in-law to give his daughter away, but his sister-in-law refused to agree, he said, I can not afford and will not support you and a mental illness, then, a small quarrel developed into a divorce, my sister-in-law quickly agreed, he took the family's valuable and valuable things away, leaving my sister-in-law, only a penniless home, and a named Xiao Yao's crazy three-year-old daughter

  A few days later, people often saw Mrs. Mildew selling cakes and tea eggs on the street, next to her silly daughter who was smiling and scribbling on the ground with a tree branch

  "Mrs. mold, two cakes", a young man riding a bike, looking at the silly child squatting on the ground, said

  "Okay", not much time, the cakes are ready, he took the cakes, sighed a pity, and went away

  Mrs. mold looked at the back of the young man away, did not say anything, and turned to sit on a stool, holding her daughter, telling stories, she felt that her daughter could understand, because when she told stories and sang nursery rhymes, her daughter always looked at her, mouth open, smiling, let the drool on their bodies

  Soon, a kind-hearted reporter reported the story of Mrs. Mildew's silly daughter alone, and people's sympathy flooded, Mrs. Mildew's cakes also sold faster and faster, but Mrs. Mildew's frown, never relaxed, she only wanted to earn more money, only to cure her daughter's illness; looking at her daughter still squatting on the ground, she wiped her eyes, the white flour in her hands stuck to the long eyelashes, a moment, the wind blew away

  The old herbalist decided to come and treat the child himself and did not take any money, and the old herbalist mumbled a day's thanks, but her mind was still full of her daughter.

  Half a month later, the child was completely cured, and Mrs. Mildew hugged her daughter and kowtowed to the old doctor, saying thank you more times than she could count.

  From then on, the moldy sister-in-law has a greater motivation to work, she wants to pay for her daughter to study and go to school, not to let her go the same way, Xiaoyou is very competitive, as if they have long realized that their mother is not easy, and even the university, are effortless to get into the examination, moldy sister-in-law took out all the savings, said to Xiaoyou, this is the two years to earn some money after the tuition fees left you to take to spend, mom still have, go to school, to learn well; Xiaoyou bit his lips The first time I saw you, I nodded heavily.

  After three years, she held the hand of her boyfriend Ming Zhi, and sighed: University, really a good place; the man giggled, shook his head, no words

  When she heard that Xiao You had a boyfriend, Mrs. Mould wasn't surprised, she had married long ago when her daughter was her age now; and when she heard that her daughter was bringing her boyfriend for the weekend, Mrs. Mould rubbed her hands together happily, and the frown on her wrinkled face gradually relaxed

  Ming Zhi frowned, if not for Xiao Yao, he was afraid to cover his nose and moldy sister-in-law to talk, this home, how a kind of bread moldy smell

  The third day after leaving home, Xiaoyu and Minzhi broke up, Minzhi drove the car, and the car also sat, is another girl, she smiled shallowly at Xiaoyu, like a cool breeze in the summer, blew Xiaoyu awake, also blew her down

  Lying in the dormitory, she did not eat, nor classes, after two days, she opened the door, walked out, down the stairs when not careful, and fell down

  She woke up, tilted her head, grinned at her, and drooled, she didn't wipe it, she covered her mouth and sobbed.

  A few days later, people saw Mrs. Mildew hobbling around the street again, selling breakfast, still cakes and tea eggs, but next to a girl who had grown up, holding a tree branch, despite the snickers of onlookers, squatting on the ground and scribbling

  No one went to buy the cakes made by Mrs. Mold, the father said to his children, Mrs. Mold's hands are not washed, the cakes sold unhygienically, eaten to diarrhea, that time, that place, the legend of diarrhea Li stop, has not yet spread

  People no longer call her "sister-in-law", but "Aunt Dirty", not the stolen goods, but the dirty, dirty, unclean meaning

  Breakfast can not be sold, Aunt Dirty changed her occupation to pick up rags, bottles, cans, and scraps of paper, as long as the money-linked things, Aunt Dirty went to pick up, followed by a handsome girl, pulling the corner of Aunt Dirty, mouth singing unknown nursery rhymes

  When you die, I'll be relieved", said Aunt Dirty, stroking her head and smiling at her, as she cocked her head and grinned, revealing shallow dimples and smiling at Aunt Dirty.

  Aunt Dirty went up the ladder and said to Xiaoyao in the hallway, "Don't move, I'll go up and see if there is anything, Xiaoyao smiled and nodded, when Aunt Dirty came down, Xiaoyao was gone, not caring about the garbage she was carrying, Aunt Dirty hurriedly went down the stairs, asked left and right, and finally saw Xiaoyao on the side of the crowded road

  Auntie Dirty, holding a bottle in her hand, lying on the ground, eyes open, still smiling, the driver has long since fled to an unknown destination, Auntie Dirty roared and pushed aside the crowd of onlookers, hugged Xiaoyou, and cried.

  People never saw Aunt Dirty picking up rags again, Aunt Dirty was right, Xiaoyou left, she was relieved!

  Half a month later, the neighbors called the police, and Aunt Dirty left ......

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Holly D Salter

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