Carrying Wife to Subdue Demons and Eliminate Demons

In the past, I went away, Yangliu Yiyi, now I come to think, rain and snow are falling.

Shen Jiexing immediately understood the meaning of Zhou Yiyi's name.

"Sit down first, don't run around, I'm going to dry the clothes." Zhou Zhaodi came out with an iron clothes hanger, and as she walked out, she told Shen Jiexing, "Help me watch my mother, don't let me She runs around, if she goes crazy, you hold her down, you are strong, you should be fine."

When passing by Shen Jiexing's side, unfortunately, Shen Jiexing's stomach growled in a disgraceful manner, Zhou Zhaodi paused, and said: "Wait a minute, I'll see if there is any food on the stove, Bring you a bowl back."

She took the hanger and walked towards the brick house next to the adobe house.

After a while, Shen Jiexing heard a woman's pungent voice, "Oh, your mother's sick child can eat a lot of food, you can add a little less, you dead girl, why are you so selfish, these meats are a family You pick up everything people want to eat and leave!"

"Uncle, no matter how much nonsense you talk, do you believe that I will call my uncle to my house to sleep with my mother at night? Anyway, uncle is not afraid of getting sick, but I don't know if you are afraid." Zhou Zhaodi said without giving in.

"Bah!" The woman seemed to be disgusted by her, "There are some shits born by mothers but not taught by mothers."

Soon, Zhou Zhaodi came back with two bowls of rice covered with thick vegetables and meat. She stuffed one of the bowls and chopsticks into Shen Jiexing's hand, "Eat."

"What about you?" Shen Jiexing didn't move her chopsticks immediately, she could tell that Zhou Zhaodi only brought out two bowls of rice.

"I will eat a bowl with my mother." Zhou Zhaodi said, "My mother can't eat much."

As she said that, she picked up the bowl, rolled up the clothes hangers on her arms, put them all on the ground, picked up a chopstick, and said to the woman, "Mom, eat."

The woman really didn't eat well, she shook her head and resisted after not eating a few mouthfuls, so Zhou Zhaodi took the chopsticks her mother had eaten, and started digging into the rice.

Shen Jiexing was also very hungry. Seeing her eating, he picked up the bowl himself.

The meat is fatty, and the skill of cutting the vegetables is obviously average. The piles are thicker than the piles, and the mouth is full of oily taste.

Normally, Shen Jiexing would never eat this kind of dish, but now, she eats it deliciously, even lettuce with too much salt, she eats it with a special taste, not to mention the gritty ones Rice, it really doesn't even chew, it's just swallowed down the throat.

After eating a large earthen bowl full of rice, Shen Jiexing felt that he had strength.

After dinner, Zhou Zhaodi went to dry the clothes, and Shen Jiexing sat beside her mother, looking at this woman.

The white dress she was wearing was very clean, but very worn out. It must have been washed many times, and obvious signs of wear and tear could be seen in many places.

She is very thin, which is different from Zhaodi's thin with muscles. Her thinness is weak and weak, like a person made of jade. If you pinch it lightly, it will fall apart. Star's gaze, she turned her head and asked her, "What do you see me doing?"

"You look good." Shen Jiexing changed the subject and asked, "You look so young, you can't tell at all, you are Yiyi's mother."

"Really?" The woman touched her face, showing a faint smile like floating clouds, "Do you really think I look young, not old at all?"

"What did I lie to you? Look at yourself. You have fair skin and a good figure. You look like you're 30 years old without makeup. If you wear the most popular scheming makeup without makeup, people will think you are my sister when you go out!" Shen Zhai Xing took her hand and spoke sincerely.

So the woman laughed happily, and her flying spirit could be seen in her brows and eyes.

Shen Jiexing looked down at her hands secretly. The skin of these hands was very delicate. It looked like they hadn't done much work, but the joints were distorted, as if they had been broken and reattached by life. There are many red spots, which are slightly hard to the touch, like small copper coins branded on the hands one by one.

She withdrew her hand, wiped her clothes without any trace, and still talked to the woman, but she no longer touched the other party's limbs and skin.

When Zhou Zhaodi came back after drying the clothes, she was surprised to find that the two women had a good conversation.

Her mother, how should I put it, had a smile on her face, which was a relaxation and comfort she had never seen before.

It seems that she has returned to many years ago. At that time, she was still very young and her father had not passed away. My mother would go to the mountain to pick a bunch of flowers, put them in a clay pot, wave to her, ask her to sit beside her, and give her A small bright yellow daisy was pinned to her braid.

"Can you take a bath here?" Seeing Zhou Zhaodi came back, Shen Jiexing asked, "I want to take a bath and change clothes, your mother's figure is about the same as mine, can you lend me her clothes? "

"Don't take a bath," Zhou Zhaodi's attitude towards her was much gentler because she could chat with women, "You look pretty good, don't take a bath if you don't want to be arrested, you want to take a bath when you go back to the city How long to wash, how dirty you'd better get here, let me see your face—"

With that said, she picked up the towel for unknown purpose on the table, and hit Shen Jiexing directly on the face.

Looking at the exposed face, she was stunned for two seconds, then squatted down, scratched the ground with her hands, and after both hands were ashes, she stood up and began to paste Shen Jiexing's face, Shen Jiexing leaned back , but didn't push her hand away, just protested: "What are you doing?!"

"Anyway, I won't hurt you."

Zhou Zhaodi smudged her face, messed up her hair and pulled it to the front, making her look more like a lunatic.

"Damn girl, where are you going? The bowls are left in the kitchen without even washing them!" An old woman's voice came from the brick house.

Zhou Zhaodi straightened up, and responded angrily: "The bowls I ate are still here, and you don't wash your own bowls, so be lazy!"

"Your aunt has worked so hard to cook, what's wrong with you washing the dishes?" the old woman retorted.

"I can cook too!" Zhou Zhaodi still picked up the two bowls she had eaten, and walked towards the brick house. No one could see, but Shen Jiexing could still hear her and the old woman The voices of each other said, "You put the meat and vegetables there for me, and I promise that the ones I cook are better than my aunt's!"

"You unscrupulous girl, you are really going to piss me off..." The old woman obviously couldn't quarrel with the young man, so she wailed and started to play, "I think you can't wait for me to talk to your dead ghost father!" It’s a pleasure to go together!”

Zhou Zhaodi was silent, but there was the sound of splashing water and the collision of pots and pans.

Then came the anxious voice of the old woman, "Take it easy, take it easy, you don't need money to buy a broken bowl..."

When Zhou Zhaodi came back from washing the dishes, it was completely dark, "Why don't you turn on the lights?"

As she spoke, she pulled a light cord by the door, and with a click, the light bulb hanging by the wall illuminated the small room.

Only then did Shen Jiexing see the whole picture of the room clearly.

A bed, an old-fashioned carved wardrobe, a dressing table, and a square table are the whole picture of this room.

The square table with two dilapidated stools was placed in the shadow of the door, which was the place where Shen Zhexing had eaten before.

The bed and wardrobe were crammed into one corner, and the dressing table had a cracked mirror with a half-used jar of baby cream and a cheap plastic comb.

"You sleep here, Mom, get up and let me go and sit on the bed."

Zhou Zhaodi put the two stools together, took out a thin bed of wadding from the cabinet, and spread it on.

The area of ​​the two stools was really too small, so she folded the 1.5-meter-wide padding in half, and a lot of excess parts hung down.

Then stuffed the bed blanket into Shen Jiexing's arms, left her alone, closed the door, and said to the woman: "Mom, let's apply medicine."

She took out a half-used erythromycin ointment from the corner of the bed, carefully squeezed out a little, and wiped it on the woman's hand. A rag doll being quietly played with.

After wiping her hands, she had to wipe her body again. Compared with the herpes on her hands, the woman's body was more shocking. Large areas of red herpes were connected together, which looked like huge scars, terrifying and frightening. I already recognized this Shen Jiexing's heart was trembling for what kind of disease, but Zhou Zhaodi applied the ointment to every herpes spot on the woman's body as if nothing had happened.

"What's wrong with her? Does she have eczema? This medicine doesn't work, right?" Shen Jiexing asked tactfully.

"Syphilis. The old Lai Zi passed it to her." Zhou Zhaodi didn't lift her head, "It's better to wipe it than not at all, at least it's not so itchy, and she will feel better after wiping it."

"Aren't you afraid? Syphilis is very contagious. The wounds on her body have been broken. These drugs may also transmit the virus to you."

Since Zhou Zhaodi was clear in his heart, Shen Jiexing said bluntly.

"Don't be afraid, she is my mother. If I don't care about her, no one will care about her. I'm not afraid of infecting me. If she really infects me, I will sleep with Zhou Xiaobo's father and infect him. , harming their family."

Her tone was calm, as if she was talking about an ordinary thing.

"Do you know what it means to sleep?" Shen Jiexing couldn't help asking.

"I know, isn't it just doing that kind of thing? It's not like I haven't seen it before. I've seen it many times when my mother did it with other men. "

The woman lowered her eyebrows, as if she didn't hear what her daughter was saying.

"Zhou Xiaobo is the boy who threw a stone at you today?" Shen Jiexing recalled.

"Yes, it's him. He's just a bastard, and his mother is also a bitch." Zhou Zhaodi's tone was vicious.

Shen Jiexing asked: "What did they do to you?"

"It's fine if his father fucked my mother and didn't give me money, but his mother came to beat my mother, saying that my mother was a vixen, and the man who seduced her couldn't control the man himself. Who is to blame? My mother can't stop him Dad, don't come looking for her! Zhou Xiaobo inherited his parents' cheapness, so he is a natural bastard. I used to raise a cat called Xiaoguai. It was a very cute little white cat who could catch mice. , would jump on the bed to sleep with someone at night, but he would catch him and burn him to death! I hate him, I wish he would die!"

Maybe it's because no one has ever visited her inner world, Shen Jiexing just knocked the door lightly, and Zhou Zhaodi's malice poured out.

She used understatement and a few words to outline the past of herself and this family.

Shen Jiexing felt an indescribable heaviness just by peeking at the sporadic corners.

"Who is the old Laizi?" This topic was too heavy, and Shen Jiexing hurriedly changed the direction.

"Lao Laizi is Lao Laizi. I don't know his name. Anyway, he is from the village. He seems to be the son of some uncle's family. He is in his forties. A woman from a good family, after my father died, he came to my house the most, he was the one who transmitted the disease to my mother, except for Zhou Xiaobo, I hate him the most, but fortunately, he has his own money, he was drunk last year wine, fell into the river and drowned."