I rely on the words of the husband [farming]

"Blood!"

Li Shi suddenly exclaimed.

Qiao Yun realized belatedly that something warm was dripping from his forehead, no wonder his eyelashes felt sticky.

Zheng Cheng'an and Zheng's father found a rope to tie the old man Geng to the tree in the courtyard. Li Shi and Lian Xing rushed to Qiao Yun's side to support him.

A few people helped to clean Qiao Yun's head, put medicine on it, and wrapped it up again. After a lot of work, they turned to look at old man Geng.

He was tied up in a tree and fell asleep.

The snoring was loud.

"Mum..." Dong'er's eyes, pupils and nose were red from crying, and she shouted in a hoarse voice, stretching out her thin arms to Qiao Yun.

"Don't be afraid, Dong'er." Qiao Yun quickly took the child into his arms, and gently patted his back. The child's crying body was slowly settled in the familiar embrace.

Mrs. Li looked at him with some sadness, "Next... what are you going to do?"

His eyes were calm, he didn't even look at the old man Geng, and he said flatly, "I'll take Dong'er to sleep, he... just leave it here."

"I'm sorry to bother you today, why don't you go back and rest early..." Although she was laughing, Li Shi felt a little sad when she saw it.

Today's scene is not suitable for talking about things anymore, and he doesn't know how to comfort him, so he can only say: "The child is still young, watch carefully at night, don't scare your heart."

"Yeah." Qiao Yun looked down at Dong'er, with a gentle side face.

After several people left the door of Geng's house, Mrs. Li sighed, "What a crime!"

This is the first time Zheng Chengan has seen Geng Fulang's frontal face. Before, he could only see his back with heavy crops on his back. He just thought that this man should be about the same age as his parents, with a slightly bent back, bent waist, and his whole body was full of The smell of dying decay.

However, when I saw him today, his body was still lifeless, without the spirit of his youth, but his face showed a bit immature. If he took good care of him, he would believe that he was Uncle Geng's child.

It's really awkward to say it's his husband!

Thinking of this, he also asked.

Mrs. Li sighed again: "It is indeed what you think. Qiao Yun is only a few years older than you. This old Geng has not married a wife for more than 30 years, so he bought a pair of children at Qiao's house. It’s pretty good, even though they are a bit older, two people who have a house and land can live in peace and beauty.”

"If it wasn't for that incident that happened back then..."

"what's up?"

"At that time, they were only married for two or three months. They had just married their husband, Lao Geng, who restrained himself for a while, but the good times didn't last long. He soon went to drink again. After drinking, he couldn't control his emotions. Temper, that's a good beating! Qiao Yun didn't know how to shout, so he suffered by himself, but the child he was just conceived was aborted..." Shuang'er is not easy to conceive a child, Li's now Thinking about it, I still feel the same way, and feel annoyed for Qiao Yun.

But after the old Geng woke up, he kept his head low, apologized sincerely, and swore that he would never drink again in the future, so Qiao Yun gave him another chance.

Of course, he reverted to his old ways in the middle and drank secretly a few times, but at that time he secretly sobered up before returning, so that the two of them did not break out again.

A few years ago, when Qiao Yun finally got pregnant again, Lao Geng was so overjoyed that he even threw away the wine gourds he had used for so many years. Unexpectedly, ten months later, Qiao Yun gave birth to a twin.

Especially when he was reminded by the doctor during childbirth that Qiao Yun's body was too worn out, and he might not be able to bear children in the future. There are no more broken pots.

The old man Geng got worse. He would go home drunk and beat him up. After he woke up, he would rest for two days and do some work to make amends. Then he would drink again and make amends...

In fact, the people in the village were used to Qiao Yun's bruised nose and swollen face, and even stayed away for several days... It was because he was beaten so hard that he couldn't get out of bed.

Lian Xing became quiet when he heard this, and silently glanced at the high wall next to him. If he hadn't married her husband by accident, I'm afraid he would have done the same.

He escaped a catastrophe, will Qiao Yun have to endure like this for the rest of his life?

And him, if he can't give birth to a son, Shuang'er is so difficult to conceive, if he can't even conceive a child, will the husband change...

night.

Zheng Chengan looked at Lian Xing who was desperately pushing against him, and couldn't laugh or cry, "You rushed up so bravely just now, but now you think about it and you're scared?" In fact, he wasn't afraid, he just thought of the one in ten thousand possibility of being abandoned, The soreness in his heart was unbearable, and Lian Xing couldn't express his panic, so he could only nod aggrievedly, and said in a muffled voice, "En."

Zheng Chengan patted his head and said softly: "Don't be afraid, I will treat you well for the rest of my life."

……

Early the next morning, old man Geng woke up from the cold.

It was just dawn, and his head was still not clear, thinking that he was still asleep, but when he moved his body, he found that his whole body was sore and his arms could not move.

With a jolt, he woke up suddenly.

what happened?

Why is he outside?

Still tied to a tree? !

By the way, he obviously went to drink yesterday, but he seemed to drink too much later, maybe he went home to beat Qiao Yun again...

The old man Geng felt guilty.

In the blink of an eye, he became furious again. Is it his fault for beating someone after drinking too much?He didn't mean it!

How could Qiao Yun tie him up? !

Still on the tree outside!How did he become a husband? !

"Qiao Yun! Qiao Yun, come out!" the old man Geng shouted.

The old man Geng yelled for a long time, until his throat became hoarse. Zheng Chengan, who lived next door, could vaguely hear the yelling, and woke up in a daze from his sleep.

As soon as he realized what was going on, he quickly put on his clothes, fearing that old man Geng would do something in a fit of anger.

When he rushed to the side, Qiao Yun stood calmly in front of the old man Geng, with a cold expression on his face, neither sad nor happy, like a monk who had nothing to do.

Old man Geng's scolding disappeared after he saw the faint blood oozing from the white cloth on his forehead. He held back for a long time like a chicken being strangled, and said, "Qiao Yun, let me go. It wasn't intentional, so I won't drink next time."

Mrs. Li soon followed, afraid that Qiao Yun would soften his heart, and reminded: "How many times has he said that he will not drink, and he is still as drunk as mud, I can't believe it."

Qiao Yun was silent.

The old man Geng scolded angrily: "I'm just messing around with my husband, it's none of your business, is it okay if you don't see other people's homes?"

Li's eyes widened, "I can't see you?"

Mrs. Li is in a hurry. He has been well received in the village for so many years. When someone said that to him, seeing that he was filled with righteous indignation, he was about to rush up to argue with the old man Geng. Zheng Chengan quickly dragged him away, "Calm down, don't talk to He's knowledgeable."

After all, this is other people's family affairs. He has seen this kind of thing a lot. There used to be a woman like this in his village who told others how annoying her family was, not only cursing but also beating people.

But if others stand on the same front as her, and scold the man with her for divorce, she will say with an unnatural expression: "That's not true, he is actually very good to me."

Zheng Chengan: "..."

He was afraid that Qiao Yun would be the same person.

At that time, if you don't talk about your own business, you may be secretly disgusted by others.

Sure enough, Qiao Yun said indifferently: "You plant the land today."

The old man Geng laughed like a flower, looked at Li with disdain, and said, "All right, I'll go."

However, as soon as the old man Geng let go, he rubbed his arm and said, "No, I'm too tired, I have to take a rest, and I'll go to the ground when I wake up."

After finishing speaking, he went back to the house on his own without waiting for anyone to answer.

Qiao Yun lowered his eyes, he knew it would be like this.

Other families in the village had already planted sorghum, and only his family was left, because he was the only one who worked alone and had to take care of the children. Not to mention, it was several days behind others, and now there is still half an acre of vacant land. Woolen cloth.

The parties didn't care about it, so Li could only sigh and change the subject, so that Qiao Yun could get out of the immersed emotion, "Actually, I came to you yesterday to ask you to help."

Qiao Yun was very grateful to Mrs. Li, if it wasn't for him, maybe even Dong'er would have been beaten last night, "Tell me, I will help if I can."

Mrs. Li whispered: "It's not too tiring. You know, my house is going to build a new house. I want to trouble you to come and help cook a meal for the workers every day. The wages are not too high, ten yuan a day."

But Qiao Yun panicked: "No, how can I ask for your money? Don't I owe you enough? Cooking is not a big deal, I just help you do it every day."

"It's okay, this is what you deserve." Li patted his hand, "You don't think about yourself, you have to think about your children!"

"But...the money is too much."

"It's okay, I'll just tell you that I'll give you five cents a day, so that others won't make irresponsible remarks." Mrs. Li winked at him, "You should also be careful, and keep the rest. he knows."

Qiao Yun immediately understood what he meant, and there was a rush of heat in his heart. He couldn't say anything nasty, but he could only secretly remind himself to remember this great kindness, "Thank you."

……

Two days later.

The Zheng family officially began to build a house.

Amidst the lively congratulations, everyone began to tear down the wall in the backyard.

The outer wall of the backyard is next to his family's land. They usually eat onions, garlic and common dishes, but thinking that the number of people in the family will gradually increase in the future, they discussed building more rooms. , directly occupy the vegetable plot.

The outer wall was quickly demolished, and the old bricks and rotten tiles were combined to form the foundation of the new house.

When digging the hole, Zheng Chengan was watching from the side, but he always felt that a figure appeared suddenly. He rubbed his eyes and felt that he had misread it, but he was still there. He asked Father Zheng in a daze: "We... invited him ?"

Father Zheng looked over in confusion, "Isn't that Wang Shun? You invited him?"

It's too conspicuous, you can see it at a glance, Wang Shun always seems to have an inexplicably isolated temperament, even if he appears among this lively group of people, he is always full of loneliness picking up bricks and tiles alone.

Abandoned and independent!

Zheng Chengan was also confused: "I didn't invite you!" Could it be that when he invited himself but forgot?

He didn't care about these anymore, anyway, one extra person would be enough for lunch.

The old man Geng was not invited, he just stood aside and watched the fun, jokingly said from the bottom of his heart: "You are so smart! I work for you from morning to night, and you only get five cents a day?"

Zheng Cheng'an smiled: "Oh, it's just cooking. It's not tiring. How much is it worth? If Uncle Geng is not satisfied, I'll let Uncle Qiao go back."

"Don't don't." Old man Geng said hurriedly, five cents is not a lot, it is enough for a meal, Zheng Cheng'an has never seen it, how many people build a house for cooking and don't pay at all, just eat a meal, and finally send it away Forget about a catty of meat, how can he be as generous as him!

Didn't he think that the kid from the Zheng family is very rich, and he can give a price of [-] Wen to those who build a house, thinking that if he complains, maybe he can give more.

It's fine if you don't give it, anyway, five cents is enough for him to drink for a while.

The author has something to say: Thanks to Jian Gubei for the 20 bottles of nutrient solution, Jiumi!