The bus traveled to the terminal, and after a long journey, Lu Miao and her mother finally arrived at their destination.

Walking outside the old house, she saw the sparse leaves of bougainvillea, and she recalled that scene in a trance as a child.

There were no more rattan chairs at the door, and no one called her "Miao Miao" loudly.

Several relatives appeared in the old house to greet their mother and daughter.

They had warm words written on their faces, but for Lu Miao, it was the first time she saw them and she didn't know who was who.

"Miao Miao, say hello to Uncle Fifth Biao."

Lin Wenfang said something, and she said, "Hello, Uncle Fifth."

"This is your third cousin."

Lu Miao obediently repeated: "Aunt Sanbiao is good."

...

In this way, Lu Miao spent a year with a group of relatives whom she didn't even know their names.

On the day of the New Year's Eve dinner, after she was full, she quietly returned to the room from the lively banquet, and used her mother's mobile phone to call Jiang Haoyue's house.

He made a three-way call, but he didn't answer.

On the first day of the second day, Lu Miao's aunt, fourth aunt, and second uncle's family drove down from the city and went to the ancestral temple to burn incense with everyone in the countryside.

Before coming to the ancestral temple, Lu Miao always thought that their family did not believe this.

"Mom, what kind of god is worshipped in our ancestral temple?"

"The patron saint of our family."

Lin Wenfang handed the incense to her hand.

"Go to God to worship and make a wish."

Lu Miao looked at Xiang and hesitated: "Does the patron saint know me?"

——I always felt that she came here suddenly, and she didn’t know well enough to make a wish with others for this and that, which was not very good.

Lin Wenfang laughed and said, "You're not talking nonsense. Of course you know it. God knows everything."

Beside the statue, Lu Miao saw Grandpa's spiritual position.

Now she finally has the confidence and is no longer so restrained.

The grandfather who likes her the most is in the sky and will definitely become her patron saint; or, the grandfather who is not the patron saint will help her and say good things to the patron saint who does not know her: This is my granddaughter Miao Miao, please be sure to Bless her.

Kneeling in front of the futon, Lu Miao talked to her grandfather for a while.

Suddenly, she had an idea, and she hid the safety rope she carried with her in the palm of her hand and bowed to the patron saint.

In the car returning from the ancestral temple, Lu Miao asked her mother if she could borrow her mobile phone. She wanted to make a phone call with Jiang Haoyue.

When Lin Wenfang was about to arrive at the old house, he lent her his mobile phone.

Strangely, Jiang Haoyue still didn't answer the phone.

After a few more calls, his line was busy.

"What happened to Jiang Haoyue?" Lu Miao worriedly told her mother the situation.

"What can happen?" Lin Wenfang wrote lightly: "Isn't his father at home? I guess what could happen is that they went out for the festival, or had guests, and it was inconvenient to answer the phone."

Thinking that what her mother said made sense, Lu Miao had to give up.

During the Chinese New Year in the countryside, a long string of red firecrackers are set off every day, and the crackling sound is shocking.

The fireworks here are not strictly controlled, and there are many more types than those in the city. Lu Miao saw it by chance and thought it was very novel.

The fairy sticks she ordered with Jiang Haoyue in previous years, even the juniors in the family disdain to play.

When they play, some fireworks can rotate and spray sparks; some can explode in the air several times after they are launched; some firecrackers "slap" and fall to the ground, making an amazing sound...

Lu Miao bought more than a dozen boxes of fairy sticks and distributed them to the youngest children, and used them as an inconspicuous background board at the brilliant fireworks banquet.

In the face of a group of naughty children, she did not go to make trouble with them. She unconsciously assumed the role of the big sister, and fearfully told them to pay attention to safety when they were playing around with fireworks.

"What is Jiang Haoyue doing now?" Lu Miao thought boredly as a sigh was overwhelmed by the lively crowd.

At the same time, the Jiang family.

The debt collectors came to the door, but to no avail, they pried off the door lock and caught Jiang Yi and his son.

Jiang Yi didn't go to the construction site for a long time. He had money to gamble, money to go home, money to continue to eat and drink with his friends... It was his loan shark's money.

Jiang Haoyue didn't know how much his father owed.

But he knew that Jiang Yi didn't want to live this time.

First they threatened the phone and smashed windows to warn them, but they didn't pay a dime. Within a few days, the loan sharks came viciously.

Jiang Yi didn't run, he poured his drink and fell asleep at home, like a dead dog with no face and no skin.

When others beat him, he was beaten by others.

"The money has been spent, and there is no money to pay back." Jiang Yi, who had a bruised nose and a swollen face, slumped on the ground, and smiled at the person who wanted the money.

In a fit of rage, they smashed his home.

Jiang Haoyue's books, certificates, trophies, TV, potted plants, dishes... The whole family couldn't find anything of value. The baseball bat was smashed, and there was a sound of shattering.

The only time Jiang Yi stopped him was when they smashed into his bedroom.

"Ouch, don't smash my wine, I just bought it."

Even before, when those people broke Jiang Haoyue's crutches and broke his wheelchair, Jiang Yi remained silent.

What he felt most distressed was his wine.

"If you don't pay the money, you don't want to have a good life in your life. If the father can't pay it, the son will pay it back for him."

The loan sharks had already learned about the school Jiang Haoyue attended, and if they didn't get the money they deserved, they wouldn't settle there.

A neighbor called the police.

Before the police car came, the group of people withdrew from Jiang's house.

Jiang Haoyue clutched her broken leg.

His body was like paper, he was pushed and shoved a few times, and the old injury recurred, and the pain caused him to sweat coldly.