Soul Travel: I was bought by the fierce man in the village to farm

Li Yunshan's grilled fish is made by removing the internal organs and scales and then skewering it on sticks.

He grilled it very skillfully and didn't even burn it very much.

In the afternoon, I caught a total of six fish, roasted five, and saved one to make soup tomorrow.

There was a fire in the house and it was very warm. Mao Xiaosui used the fire in the mud stove to remove the clothes Li Yunshan was not wearing.

The cloth used to paste the soles of shoes in the village is all removed from rags. There are already many scars on a piece of clothing, but not many can be removed.

She also collected the broken ones, thinking that she could make do with them.

They had to go up the mountain tomorrow morning, so the two of them sat for a while and then fell asleep.

There were so many soap nuts that they couldn't finish them all, and they picked them up for two more days before giving up.

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It's mid-October, the sky has become overcast, and the wind is blowing loudly.

After dinner early in the morning, Ding Wenxiu came to the house.

Li Yunshan pulled a stool to her and asked with a calm expression, "What's wrong, grandma?"

Ding Wenxiu was so happy today that she hadn't even glanced at her since she walked in. Mao Xiaosui was happy and at ease, sewing shoes on his hands, but his mind was on listening to the two of them talking.

Ding Wenxiu said with a smile, "I showed Yun Qiang a girl."

Mao Xiaosui understood that he was here to ask for money again.

"Very good." Li Yunshan nodded, "As long as Yun Qiang agrees."

"Of course he agreed."

Li Yunshan nodded and did not answer.

Ding Wenxiu was annoyed and glared at him, "You are the eldest brother after all, why can't you help this younger brother get married?"

Li Yunshan didn't speak. From Mao Xiaosui's angle, he could only be seen lowering his head.

Ding Wenxiu was dissatisfied with his silence and pushed him with her hand, her tone also filled with dissatisfaction: "You are talking, he is your brother."

Li Yunshan still remained silent. Mao Xiaosui was looking excited when he saw Ding Wenxiu stabbing her with a knife in the eye.

She shrank her neck in fright and quickly looked away.

"Give me a sweet word." Ding Wenxiu glared at him.

Li Yunshan didn't raise his eyes and just said, "Let Yun Qiang come to me."

"My old woman can't speak as well as him?"

Mao Xiaosui was speechless when he heard the old woman's biased words. This brother was still settling the scores. How did she manage to be biased and confident?

The same goes for Li Yunshan, how can he be so tolerant?

Li Yunshan still didn't speak. Ding Wenxiu became aggressive several times, and then he looked up at her and asked, "Do you mean borrowing or taking?"

"You are brothers. What's the point of borrowing money from brothers? He helps you when you are in trouble. You help him when he is in trouble..."

Ding Wenxiu spoke with awe-inspiring righteousness. Li Yunshan stared at her and suddenly felt extremely tired.

"Let him come to me."

Ding Wenxiu became anxious, stood up suddenly, and pointed at him, "I've told you so much and you haven't listened at all. Why don't you think about Yun Qiang when you have a mother-in-law? Your parents left early..."

Li Yunshan interrupted her, "Even if they leave early, I still have to live on my own. I asked you before..."

He said no more, his shoulders slumped.

Mao Xiaosui suddenly felt distressed when he looked at him.

His mother died early, his father didn't care about him, his grandmother was very partial, and the people in the village were so malicious towards him.

Look at this aggressive old lady again. She gritted her molars - wanting to curse.

Ding Wenxiu fell silent after being scolded by him. The room was silent for a moment, with only the crackling of firewood in the clay stove.

After a long silence, Ding Wenxiu said again, "I know you blame us for not helping you, but your second uncle also has a big family. You were not willing to move back when I asked you to move back, so how can you help?"

"Move back?" He murmured, "Give the land back and then move back?"

Ding Wenxiu was put off by him for a moment, and after a long time she waved her hand, as if she didn't want to talk about it, "It's all about old people, so don't mention it."

Mao Xiaosui knew from hearing this old lady's shameless words that she had done many immoral things in the past.

These people are serious. Is this family relationship separated by generations really so important? Can you tolerate this?

Is there any family in the village who doesn't have a joke? Why should they worry about it?

Li Yunshan was obviously different from what she thought. He calmed down quickly and his tone returned to its previous indifference. However, his words were still decisive: "I have to live a life too. It's impossible to give. If you want to borrow, just let Yun Qiang come to me." .”

Ding Wenxiu wanted to say something more, but Li Yunshan got up and lay on the bed.

Mao Xiaosui lowered his head and did not look at her. He waited for someone to leave the door cursing before quickly raising his eyes.

She went out and blocked the door. When she came in again, she saw Li Yunshan sitting by the clay stove again.

She didn't dare to ask. Just when she was about to continue her work, she heard Li Yunshan say, "There was a fire in my house when I was twelve years old. I am alive because they locked me out and slept in a flour milling kiln."

"Are you sad?"

"what?"

"Are you sad that they died?"

Li Yunshan was silent, as if he didn't know how to answer.

No one has ever asked him this. It seems that he is heartless to say that he is not sad, but he cannot say that he is sad.

"As long as you're not sad." Mao Xiaosui laughed, "I've heard a little bit about your parents. I think it's unlucky for you to have such a father. He doesn't love you, so why should you be sad? "

"Dad can be a person, a word, or a title. When he is just a title in your heart, it is not you who is wrong, but him. There is no need for you to remember those people who have given you pain. They are the best. The place to go is to be forgotten..."

Her voice became softer and softer at the end, and Li Yunshan's brows furrowed tighter and tighter.

She was worried about whether she should say these words, when she heard Li Yunshan ask her with a puzzled look, "Who did you hear these words from?"

She stuttered, "No...isn't it right?"

"No." He shook his head. "I didn't quite understand." He seemed to understand again.

His eyes were dazed, "I used to be beaten when I didn't have enough to eat. My stepmother wouldn't let me enter the house. I spent most of the summer sleeping in the brothel. In the winter, they were probably afraid that I would freeze to death, so they wouldn't lock me up." outside."

"My grandma asked me to die after my father died. She said that he was my father after all, and I couldn't hold grudges..."

"Bullshit." She hummed, "You still need to fertilize and pull weeds when farming, so he just throws away the seeds and doesn't care?"

Li Yunshan was passively silent again, "What are you talking about?"

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