Niangen home next time, my cousin told a story. When he was a city of migrant workers, life is hard. Every day with bricks, cement, steel bars to deal with these things, especially the fatigue. Physically able to support, but the food is very poor. Three daily meals are steamed bread, the very stiff. White dishes are boiled leaves, Youhua do not see that. Just, next to the site, nor do I know Who is the kind of Lung onion, two, Lvlv, Nennen, to eat every time they go out more, come back to eat bread. He said that just started out, like thief, for fear that wearing a decent city suddenly appeared in front of us, or scoff at a small matter, the worst may have to be scolded and even Aizou. However, each time for dinner, they also often Dizhibuzhu temptation because there is a few onions, sweet rice to many. Finally, one day they go out at noon onions, was found. It was a ride of three people collecting old woman, she was terrified there, lag-face stare at the cousin saw them half a day. See her cousin, calmly walk out from the land. Because the old woman, often on site to Shi Polan, scrap wire, broken cartons, were she to find the target. A cousin said, I do not know Who are the kinds of onions, steamed bread to eat, quite good. Oh, the old woman out, nodded and said, is also the. I saw every day of spring less. However, at noon the day they go out of the green, I do not know when the next new species and a few Lung, fluffy soil also go again. Cousin who live in fear of this change, because they do not know the hosts who got up selling what drugs. It is said that instead of the "fishing" it, we feel justified. However, not honest for a few days, the cousin they had to act even more recklessly. For this site, in addition to the old woman, is not what other people. One day it rains, the site lay-off. Cousin and other workers around to four weeks. He found that the northeast corner of the site in a shanty, and lived in the shanty, was that the people collecting the old woman. She is sitting in the rain to see the door, inside a child in the play. Cousin into a small sitting for a while before we know from the same family in Henan Province, has been here four or five years of. Son and daughter-in-law out of people collecting a long time ago, have not come back. She left in the care of the small shack where grandchildren. The old woman asked a cousin some cases, at the end, patting the shoulder of the cousin that came out on such a small, multi-Burongyia, Burongyia. The old woman tears in the eyes of the bark, cousin and lowered his head and felt the warmth of maternal love from a. Wrong is that the fast green onions out of the end, there will always be new kinds of onions on. One summer, the existence of these onions, cousin and other workers did not feel that the lack of food on the number. Cousin until they moved to another work site, there are a few green ridge of a long and strong. Workers say, these green ridge is estimated to grow up. Although the tacit understanding between us, but it was also really hope that they can spring up and grow up. Right after the early autumn, a chance, cousin and a few workers back to the original site of construction machinery and Latin America. Return, he carelessly to a piece of onion to a sweep, the depths of Luancao, a figure disheveled hair, squatting there is not much left of the harvest of green onions. Although the background is, cousin or feel a little familiar when he saw the tricycle next to the more familiar, that moment, a cousin to understand. It turned out that she has always been a humble living as scavengers of the woman, in the summer of hiding behind the living, Yichayicha and onion seeds, quietly take care of them so that they were a lot less of hard. In talking about this cousin, the eyes of some wetting. He said that cold rainy day, she beat me on the shoulder of the still warm. But I did not expect, as in the city, one of the Jian Polan, there are such a warm heart. I know that a cousin of the story must be told the reason I am. Yes, a life of its own silence delayed out of love, and not hesitate to give to other people, such a sweet soul, for the love of those who suffer, it is unforgettable. So, when you were a person perceived, and firmly keep in mind that you should make it clear that it was not because you are beautiful, because you are not attractive qualities, not because you have high position, nor is it because you do vigorous , Just because you have to do all we can to pay him the love. Even a very small, very small bit of love, perhaps as thin as Smoke, perhaps if gossamer thin, but a perceived need to love and know how to love people, he gives you all the soul.

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