Afternoon, cold winter everyone wants to be in her warm house, but strictly because of rice rice money, but still have to rain, carry the wind of the car to the street <: 00/4: 18 years Illustrations are selected by the author. I pulled the lock of the nose and slowly glide in the cold chips. The winds wriggled through the gap of the big life, long thighs. Through the warmth in the inside, so I kept trembling from the moment in the moment. Suddenly, in front of me, I have a low baby woman, dressed in floods, wearing the old raincoat
. She teamed a helmet was old, the shoulder jacket with a pineapple of 10 signs of rice was sewn 2 straps, used for sisters to the market. I have just finally walked back to the back like ngong thing what. Several cars, motorbikes went through
I thought she would like to ask for a car? Releasing the abdomen, I suddenly remembered that I was missing the car from Hanoi. Standing waiting for the car, it was impatient because I was shouted so I hung, just walked back later after the passenger car to wave. But, there was no car stopped. My legs started pain pain due to leather shoes. I stopped along the road where the light column. Bowing to rub the feet I thought the price that walked sports shoes, walking. There are dozens of kilometers, normally exercising I still go more than an hour but the truck, the car is in bulky. Motorcycles also rush no less. Everyone rushed by more than seven hours. Now I have to worry about rice water for the family
I stand for a while and then start it. Suddenly a brake motorcycle. The girl sitting on the old car and asks: Where do you go on the car to carry a paragraph? Oh so too! Now the traffic police must not go weeks, so there is no helmet that also supports it. Car, the girl tells: My house is in the turn. I went back to work, saw her walking sister to know she missed the car. I took it to the turn with a bright lights and many cars are easier to catch. I thank you tangle. Thank you to the feeling of being happy to trembling people when others help me decide to stop the car: Do you want to go I carry a passage? - Yes, I let me go by. She replied, then hurriedly ran again. I tilted her car to climb because my car was quite high. Informing her to sit for sure, I glanced at the rearview mirror. A crumpled, black face that contained a hard strenuousness. I asked and was told her to listen to my life. Hero, she followed a walking house. Early in the morning, she went to the lime kiln and followed the lime car to sell throughout the villages. Now people build a house with cement, so lime only to sprinkle the garden and scan the wall. At the end of November, she will follow the car to sell everywhere. Every day she did from 3am, until she sold out the lime car she would be paid 300 k. And 30 k bus money goes home. But she regretted for a helmet, walking along the way, who gave it to any passage or the segment. I asked my husband to do? Suddenly she cried cultivated. A moment she said: Her husband a walk abandoned his wife and fellow fish. They take each other for more than a decades. Unfortunately he suffered a spinal injury accident, lipped below so Ms. Bo hired a car to pay. Hate and love, I didn't have a decades of the couple, so she was Swallowing the adoption of nurturing, taking care over the past few years. Looking through the rearview mirror I saw her eyes red hoe, the eyes contained a grief, saddy. I comforted her: Come on me. As if I was happy, helping people and blessing children for themselves. Yes sister. I don't think so just try it. Fortunately, he knew the bug so he also injured his wife, sitting on a wheelchair with a rice cooker, picking up the vegetable. Bao's vegetro, maybe the rings to endure it or meet good people for help like me . Then she told her daughter who was learning a garment engineering on Hanoi, intending to finish going home to go home to go to work companies to help her very hardworking mother. Children are good and more beautiful than sister. Looking at the joyful eyes when I refer to my child who was happy. Out of more than 5 km, I have to stop. I stopped her car down, and asked a brother to go. I'm actuished to call: Do you go to this for you to go through the paragraph? He hesitated and agreed to let her go. She thanked me and climbed the car with a nice man, and greeted me. The motorbike was far away and my heart was still here. She must have compressed pain, compressing hatred. Let go of my ego to let go of hatred but also do that do not everyone can do it. Wish she has a lot of health and a lot of luck. . Dịch vụ:
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