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睡着了。                                                                                                                                                                 “看你看你，干乏了就回家来睡，睡在地里潮湿，你就不怕冰凉风湿了骨头？这死老头子！”                                                                                                                                                                 老汉还是不应。                                                                                                                                                                 都七十岁的人了，还受这苦，你看把人劳累成啥样子。不知他睡过去多久了，竟然睡得这么死。她这样想着，走到老汉身旁，推了他几下，硬硬的，成了一条硬棍。再看他的脸，“啊！”她惊叫一声。                                                                                                                                                                 老汉嘴脸铁青，嘴角挂着一团白沫，白沫中杂着血丝。他已经气息全无了。                                                                                                                                                                 “天呀！我的天——”道年老婆号啕大哭。                                                                                                                                                                 父亲死了，母亲已经六十四岁。家里养的几头猪能卖的卖掉该杀的杀掉，都用来办了父亲的丧事。父亲死去的那天晚上，缺德的小偷用农用车偷完了父亲掰了一天的棒子，还将地里的许多也掰了去。家里一下变得一贫如洗。姚春的学无论如何也上不成了。她含泪去学校退了学费，背着铺盖回家了。                                                                                                                                                                 家里剩下她们母女二人。家庭的担子自然地落在了姚春身上。她哭干了眼泪，下定了决心：我要学会吃苦，我要设法挣钱，我要服侍好母亲，我要料理好这个家！                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            不要看姚春是个孤苗，自小娇生惯养，她可是个要强的姑娘。家里的活儿她一人干，家里的大事小事她一人管。她俨然成了一个大人。她要设法挣钱，挣回家里买柴米油盐的钱，挣回给母亲求医买药的钱，挣回给她们母女买衣服的钱，挣回家里一切需要开支的钱！                                               

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