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Although he didn't climb very high, he still broke his right hand. He cried and howled, screaming like a pig being slaughtered. He repeatedly admonished himself that he was a mature soul and shouldn't cry, or else he would be laughed at. But the intense pain in his arm made it impossible for him to hold back.
Tears flowed out, and cries of misery rang out.
Very loud ones!
Fortunately, a young man and an old man passed by, and they quickly treated Lu Ting's injuries and took him to the clinic.
Lu Ting's mother, upon hearing the news, rushed over in a frenzy and wept loudly while holding Lu Ting in front of everyone. Lu's father felt a little guilty in his heart and also hurried to the clinic. The couple also had a big argument about this. The child healed quickly as children heal fast.
But Lu Ting is not his own flesh and blood after all, and he once let his wife suffer from criticism, so Lu's father still treats his daughter and Lu Ting differently. Just to avoid his wife's complaints or even conflicts, he usually uses emotional abuse towards Lu Ting, ignoring and neglecting him, neither praising nor criticizing him.
Lu Ting later found out about his own background, but he didn't blame Lu's father for treating him this way.
Even in the modern society of the previous life, parents are very likely to mistreat their non-biological children, let alone in the more conservative and backward feudal society of ancient times.
He does not harbor resentment towards the latter, empathizes with others, and has even adopted a son, but he may not necessarily keep him by his side all the time. However, he has always regretted the absence of paternal love, and occasionally feels lost in the middle of the night. Despite wracking his brain for nearly thirty years, Lu Ting has not found a good way to remedy or alleviate the situation of being neglected by his father.
Although I have strong martial arts skills, I can't just beat up this father. You better be a good father. If you don't do well, I'll find out and beat you, no mercy. Acting out the scene of the son beating the father, isn't that like Ah Q?
It seems like asking him for help might not work.
Using an attitude of asking someone as a grandson to ask them to treat you like a son?
This suffocating approach always feels a bit strange!
snowy fair After the age of thirteen, she also knew that Lu Ting was not her real brother. But she had always had a good relationship with her brother since she was young, and influenced by her mother, she didn't think that blood relationship was a big deal.
As the girl grew up, she became thoughtful and realized that if she didn't interact with her brother as before, it would make him feel estranged. So everything remained the same. The siblings still played and fought over food, drinks, and their mother's love, just like before. Lu Ting naturally didn't consider herself an outsider in the eyes of her mother and sister.
During the Great Qing Dynasty, trade was prosperous and maritime trade was smooth. Lu's father escorted goods for the employer, and was away from home for eight or nine months of the year. Therefore, the mother, son, and daughter at home still lived happily together.
But every time Lu's father comes home, Lu Ting feels like the stable triangular relationship has been broken, and he has become a stranger excluded from the family of three.
Lu's father rarely comes home, and the dinner is very sumptuous. At this moment, he is enjoying the delicious food, chatting with his wife and daughter, and occasionally sipping a drink. He feels the warmth of the family sitting around, and there is an indescribable joy in his heart. The mother and daughter see their husband and father happy, although they are regretful about the indifferent relationship, they are also in a good mood.
Only Lu Ting is restless and has no appetite.
He quickly finished his dinner, said hello to his family, and walked outside to the yard. Leaving home, he went straight to the seaside Chinese restaurant where he worked. The restaurant, called "A Branch of Peace," was owned by an elderly person.
Chinese restaurant The name is taken from the poem "A Branch of Peace," meaning a small place of refuge. The old man was very satisfied with this name. He was one of the people who sent Lu Ting to the medical hall for treatment when he broke his arm. He is not a local of Dongshan Prefecture. After saving Lu Ting, for some reason, he stayed in this place and then opened this Chinese restaurant.
Lu Ting's mother was grateful for the old man's actions and took the initiative to get to know him. After some interaction, the old man became familiar with the Lu family. Later, he mentioned that he was opening a new shop and was in need of help, and wanted Lu Ting to come and work as an assistant with good pay. His mother was unwilling to let her young child work at a Chinese restaurant and immediately refused. However, for some reason, Lu Ting was very willing. The little guy had known how to act cute in front of his mother since he was young. After some coaxing and the sincere attitude of the old man, Mrs. Lu finally reluctantly agreed. At the age of four, Lu Ting thus began his miserable child labor career.
Soon, people heard about a Chinese restaurant called A Branch of Peace where there was a young lad. The little guy was handsome and cheerful, always smiling and full of energy. He wore a green robe and a small hat, shuttling back and forth in the shop, occasionally shouting to attract customers, just like an adult. Lu Ting's childhood years as a child laborer have continued to this day. He has grown from a little rascal who couldn't even reach the counter back then, into the green-robed lad who enjoys bullying ruffians and rogues.
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