雪还在下，林翠花缩着脖子往家走，呼出的白气在眼前氤氲开又散了。手里攥着那个半旧的布包，沉甸甸的，心里也沉甸甸的。王员外家的小厮喜楼根前头，还扔着半截烂木头，是她那三个月辛苦血汗换来的“补偿”。

“林翠花，又又被王员外辞了？” street corner, a burly man with a leering smile stepped forward, grabbing her arm. "Where'd you get the guts to work in his house? You think you're hot shit?"

林翠花咬着牙，甩开他的手。“王大愣子，少管闲事！”她 labels him as a troublemaker. man puffed out his chest. "You think I can't tell? You ran off with that rich man, leaving your family to starve. You think you're going to just run around like a free spirit?"

“滚开！”林翠花怒吼一声，操起地上的烂木头就砸了过去。 man backflipped, avoiding the blow. "You think you can beat me up? Don't you dare touch me again, you ridiculous bitch!"

林翠花骂骂咧咧地跑了，心里却是一片冰冷。她摸了摸口袋，还有两两毛钱，足够买种子和肥料了。她要种地，种那些能换钱的草药。

林翠花往家走，脚步越来越快。她推开院门，看到小宝正坐在门口烤火，脸上冻得通红。

“娘，你回来啦！”小宝站起来，扑进她怀里。

林翠花抱着儿子，眼泪就忍不住流下来。“娘不好，让你们受苦了。”

“不苦，有娘在。”小宝仰起小脸，笑着说道，“娘，你回来啦，我们可以吃肉了！”

林翠花摸了摸儿子的头，心里充满了愧疚。她决定，要努力种地，让小宝过上好日子。