The Sweet Little Fulang

In the afternoon, Lu Gu and Shen Yan sat in the main room to read and write. After so many days, the Three-Character Classic is not very thick. They have been able to follow Shen Xuanqing to read it from beginning to end. Some difficult words are not familiar to them, and the simple words and sentences have been memorized. will write.

It is fast to read and recognize, but not so fast to write and practice.

Dahui has injuries on his body. Fortunately, he is fat and thick in winter, and it’s just a skin injury. It doesn’t matter if he sees some blood. The puppy doesn’t look as thick as its fur. Shen Xuanqing inspected it carefully and felt relieved after confirming that they are all right.

As for the pup, it was young, and the other dogs didn't pay much attention to it during the fight, because it was too clever and would dodge. Only some of the fur was bitten off, and a pinch of tail hair was gone, which was quite obvious.

The dog was playing in the yard and gnawing bones, and the people in the main room were bored practicing calligraphy, but with Shen Xuanqing watching, Lu Gu didn't dare to distract himself even if he wanted to.

The same is true for Shen Yan. Even though she has never been beaten since she was a child, she is still more afraid of her two brothers than her mother. Besides, studying is a serious matter. If Shen Xuanqing doesn't talk about her, Wei Lanxiang will come over and talk about her when she sees her running around.

After an hour passed, Shen Xuanqing read the words written by the two of them, then nodded and said: "Okay, that's it for today."

Shen Yan let out a long sigh of relief, stood up and stretched her waist, she was frowning when she was writing, but now she smiled.

Lu Gu has always been cautious, even though he feels that he has finally finished writing, he is not as relaxed as her face. When he was about to get up, Shen Xuanqing suddenly found that he had written a word wrong.

"The gui from Jia to Gui is wrong." Shen Xuanqing put the paper in front of him, pointing at the typo.

Gui character is not difficult to write, but he missed this simple one, Lu Gu scratched his cheek, a little embarrassed, sat down and planned to rewrite it twice.

Knowing that he was tired, Shen Xuanqing said, "Wash your hands first and rest, and write later."

Hearing this, Lu Gu quickly got up to wash his hands. He moved quickly, as if he was afraid of being caught back to write, which made Shen Xuanqing behind him helplessly smile.

Shen Yan grabbed a handful of melon seeds from the room and put them on the table for Lu Gu to eat too.

Studying hard, Wei Lanxiang brought a handful of chestnut pecans to them after seeing the two of them finished writing.

The stones for smashing walnuts are placed on the high table next to them. There are a lot of hickory nuts smashed. When they have nothing to do these days, they sit together and smash them to eat.

"Your third grandma said, can you settle down for Yuping after watching the New Year? Matchmaker Wang told me about a girl from Chenjiagou. She said that the girl has good character. There are two brothers and a sister in the family. You are about the same age as Qing, and your third grandma asked me to see if you two know each other, and what your name is Chen Zijun and Chen Zipeng."

Wei Lanxiang said while peeling chestnuts.

My family wants to get married and see each other. It is right to inquire more. Although Chenjiagou is far away, young men often run outside and know many people. Yesterday she went to Sanfang’s house to visit, and Zhou Xiangjun asked her Just ask the brothers Shen Yaoqing.

Shen Yaoqing smashed two walnuts for Ji Qiuyue, and said, "I don't know him. Later, I will inquire with Boss Lu. Doesn't his family have relatives in Chenjiagou?"

"Success, you can go and ask when you are free tomorrow." Wei Lanxiang nodded.

Eating walnuts and melon seeds and gossiping, the sky gradually darkened.The dinner is simple, there is chicken soup and rice left over from noon, just heat it up and stir-fry a dish.

The wind picked up again at night, and the window paper was blown loudly. Because the paste is thick, there is no need to worry about it being blown.

Lu Gu slept in a daze, shrinking into the quilt, the quilt was thick, Mrs. Tang at his feet was warm and warm, and Shen Xuanqing slept next to her, she didn't feel cold at all.

This year it's cotton-padded sleeves again, and it's badger seed oil soup again. The frostbite on his hands and feet has never been seen until now, and it's much, much better than in previous years.

The Zhang family, which is a few households away, is too cold because of the small number of people.

Li Wanyun didn't take a bite of the salted duck eggs that were changed during the day, and let Lao Zhang eat them all, and she didn't even dare to touch them with chopsticks.

The admonitions of filial piety and serving her husband are almost engraved in her bones, and her temper is too weak. She listens to her parents when they get married and obeys her husband. until old and dead.

She can eat these days. Old Zhang has a broken leg and can only sit and lie down, but if she finds that she eats more, she will also be scolded. Shi is old and has seniority. Several nephews and nephews from her natal family sometimes come to see her, and even one or two kind-hearted relatives from the Zhang family will also come over.

Whenever someone came to the house, Mrs. Zhang would take the opportunity to have a fit, crying, cursing and yelling, saying that she could not eat or drink hot tea.

Once she had a fit, Li Wanyun would be reprimanded by her relatives and elders, and she would become more timid and shrink back.

In the afternoon, the medicine was decocted and brought to Mrs. Zhang's room. Li Wanyun had to kneel down to pay her respects before getting up and handing over the medicine.

Unexpectedly, the medicine was a bit hot, and Mrs. Zhang didn't pay attention when she drank it, and her mouth was scalded with the first sip, so she picked up her crutches and beat her.

Li Wanyun didn't dare to resist, so she endured it silently, but fortunately, old Zhang's strength is weak, and because of her injury, she couldn't even yell and scold her as vigorously as before.

The cold wind was howling, and the night was getting colder and colder, but Li Wanyun was sleeping on the ground with a thin mattress and a thin quilt, and she didn't dare to take off her clothes, she was wrapped up and slept.

It was inconvenient for Mrs. Zhang to go to the toilet at night, so she called her to sleep, but she was not even allowed to sleep on the small plank bed.

In the dark, old Zhang's snoring continued, Li Wanyun couldn't sleep with her eyes open, she was hungry, and she was still full when she came to Zhang's house, but gradually she couldn't even eat food.

Hungry and cold, it made people feel colder, she was dizzy for a while, and her mind was thinking wildly, and the silver bracelet on Lu Gu's wrist appeared before her eyes again.

She and Zhang Zhengzi got married earlier than Shen Xuanqing, and they were so close together. The matter of the second wife of the Shen family was clear, and of course she knew how Lu Gu got here.

After being bullied at Lu's house, he changed his luck after arriving at Shen's house. He was fed and clothed without being beaten, and even had jewelry.

Lu Gu was lucky and met good people.

She used to think this way too, but tonight, for some reason, this idea became stronger and stronger. Others have other people's blessings, only her fate is not good.

She was getting more and more hungry, but she didn't seem to notice it, curled up in the thin quilt and opened her eyes numbly.

Her eyes went black for a while, and she felt dizzy and terrifying when she looked at the darkness again. There seemed to be a big black mouth in the darkness, trying to swallow her in one gulp.

Suddenly, the old Mrs. Zhang on the bed woke up from the dream, coughed and shouted: "The chamber pot!"

Li Wanyun was startled awake, and when she got up she staggered, and when she stabilized, she took out the chamber pot from the bottom of the bed, helped Mrs. Zhang sit up and waited for her to urinate.

The smell of fishy urine filled the air, and Li Wanyun's eyes were dull, as if she hadn't smelled it. After urinating, Lao Zhang spit under the bed and said, "Go down."

The purpose of preparing a chamber pot in winter is to not go out. Most people will fall out early the next morning. Mrs. Zhang does not like to be clean, but is deliberately tossing. Her son and Li Wanyun left without even two years of marriage. Sprinkled on Li Wanyun, it is believed that she killed Zhang Zhengzi.

Li Wanyun went out to pour out the chamber pot, the cold wind blew and shuddered several times, there was no moon in the sky, and even the stars were few and far between.

Snowflakes floated up and were blown onto her eyelids by the wind, and quickly turned into drops of cold water flowing down. She blinked subconsciously, only to realize that she had stood outside for a long time.

The cold wind was piercing outside, and as long as the old Mrs. Zhang moved in the room, she felt that there was a heavy weight on her heart, invisible and intangible, but it made her breathless.

In a dilemma, the snowflakes are getting bigger and bigger, blown wildly by the wind, and rushing towards her face.

Ice and snow fell on the top of her head and shoulders, and it was so cold that Li Wanyun seemed to have no heat in her chest. Her feet seemed to have taken root, and she didn't move. Once she turned around, she would return to Abi Hell. Swallow her up, skin and bones.

It's better, it's better to die outside in the snow.

There was no trace of vitality in her eyes, and the three souls and seven souls seemed to be gradually leaving her body, and she turned around and floated towards the sky, getting higher and lighter, without any restraint.The small body left in the world fell to the ground, and no one knew it.

Hunger and cold stacked together are the most deadly.

However, the younger ones were more angry than the older ones, and the whistling sound of the wind and snow was getting louder, and the people sleeping in the bed heard it in a daze, and wrapped their quilts tightly.

Li Wanyun opened her eyes, her whole body was cold and stiff, it took her a long time to sit up on the ground, and a lot of snowflakes fell from her body.

She looked at the vast wind and snow, and there seemed to be a breath in her throat that was about to explode, but she couldn't even make a sound with her mouth open. When she regained her senses, she found a foreign object in her pants. It was filthy and stinky, like the dead dog carcass she had seen in the ravine, rotten and pickled, covered with dirty flies and maggots.

The heart in the chest seemed to be squeezed hard, sore and painful.

Tears formed fine icicles on her face. No matter how she was when she was a child, no one ever told her that she was dirty. No matter how hard she was beaten, her hair and clothes would always be tidied up. She had never suffered such a crime of filth.

Li Wanyun got up, ignored the dirt all over her body, and staggered into the room.

Old Mrs. Zhang fell into a deep sleep, and didn't even hear the door opening and closing, and she didn't notice Li Wanyun standing beside the bed staring at her in a daze, her face was pale and her eyes were red, and she looked like a ghost in the night.

The night wind blew, and Mrs. Zhang was wrapped tightly in a thick quilt.

Li Wanyun was standing by the bed, she looked at her raised hand, and through the dim light, she suddenly grabbed the quilt on old Zhang's body, covered her face tightly, and pressed her hands down hard.

She died once, and this time she came back to leave the world with the evil spirits.

Under the quilt, old Mrs. Zhang whined, even kicking the broken leg.

"Wang!"

A dog barked nearby, Li Wanyun was startled, woke up from the stupor, and let go of her hands.

Panting violently, old Zhang broke free from the quilt, and saw the person standing by the bed clearly while still in shock, her old eyes were terrified, this Li Wanyun was going to suffocate her to death!

Seeing Li Wanyun standing beside the bed in a daze, she put her hands on the bed and quietly moved to the other side, not daring to get too close.

Old Zhang was afraid of the suffocation of death just now, but when he saw Li Wanyun's ghost again, let alone killed her, now he is going to kill her again!

With extreme anger and the stimulation of Zhang Zhengzi's death, she was a little crazy. Now she stared at Li Wanyun, gritted her teeth full of hatred, and suddenly picked up the crutch placed beside the bed, and beat Li Wanyun fiercely on the head. , and cursed: "God's nemesis!"

Li Wanyun was in a daze, but she didn't completely lose consciousness, she dodged to the side reflexively, and hit her on the shoulder with a cane.

The pain caused her to spur a burst of strength from the bottom of her heart, snatched the crutch from old Zhang's hand, and returned a few sap sticks back, holding the crutch with both hands, tears streaming down her chest and trembling.

"Come on, help!" After being beaten, Mrs. Zhang hurriedly yelled for help.

With a clang, the crutches were thrown on the ground. Li Wanyun pulled the quilt and stuffed the corner of the quilt into Lao Zhang's mouth. Stop, pinch Lao Zhang's arms and thighs fiercely, pinch and twist the old flesh, and see Lao Zhang's whole body twitching.

"Wooooo." Old Zhang wanted to take out the corner of the quilt from his mouth, but his tongue couldn't push it off, Li Wanyun stuffed it too hard.

She wanted to pull it out with her hands, but Li Wanyun pinched and twisted it again and again, the pain was so painful that she almost lost her breath, and frantically tried to block it with her hands.

Realizing that she couldn't stop Li Wanyun, she raised her hand to hit her and even pulled her hair.

Li Wanyun's scalp ached, but she gritted her teeth and did not say a word. She raised her hand and pulled Lao Zhang's hair, grabbing a handful, and Lao Zhang's tears and snot flowed from the pain, and she immediately let go.

Unable to be beaten or scolded, Mrs. Zhang wanted to show weakness, and finally pulled the quilt horns out of her mouth, wanting to cry and beg for mercy.

"Wan Yun, ah!"

Li Wanyun gritted her teeth with tears streaming down her face, as if she wanted to get back all the pain she had suffered, maintaining her only rationality, beat and pinched Lao Zhang's stomach, arms and thighs fiercely, without saying hello to her face.

Old Zhang's begging for mercy was interrupted, and she tried to fight back, but she was an old woman, she did have the strength to do farm work in the past, but now her leg is broken and has not been healed, how can she compare with Li Wanyun, a young woman? People, after a while, they were beaten so much that they dared not fight back.

"Ouch." She fell on the bed, and because her broken leg was hard to move, she cried out in mourning, and was so frightened by Li Wanyun's madness tonight, that she couldn't even utter a whole sentence.

Li Wanyun gradually regained her senses and stopped beating. She wiped her tears with her sleeves, took a deep breath and said, "From now on, if you dare to beat and scold me again, don't blame me. We all died together before we fall into trouble." clean!"

Her voice was very low, but the ruthless spirit of breaking a fish's net did not diminish at all, every word seemed to be roaring from her throat.

She wanted to die but God confiscated her and let her come back. She had paid back the Zhang family's life, and from now on, her life was her own.

"If you dare to talk nonsense and tell others that I am not good, wait for your good nephews and nephews to leave..."

How could Old Zhang not understand the words behind, she didn't moan anymore, she just felt absurd and couldn't believe it, but there were pains all over her body, the broken leg was even more painful, which made her afraid, even if Li Wanyun rolled away , dare not scold a word.

In the west room, Li Wanyun didn't cry anymore, she changed all her trousers and clothes, and wiped her body with a cloth towel. She had few thick clothes, so she took out Zhang Zhengzi's cotton coat and put it on.

It was too late to boil water for a bath, but she still went to the kitchen.

The flint was rubbed and sparks were splashed, and the firewood was quickly lit. The fire at the bottom of the stove was flickering. She stared at it for a while before standing up. With the help of the firelight and her familiarity with the kitchen, she peeled off a few leaves of womb cabbage, and it was too late to wash them. That's it.

Poured a lot of oil to stir-fry, added water to the pot and boiled it, grabbed two handfuls of fine white noodles, added water and beat them into a paste with chopsticks, poured them in and boiled for a while, half a pot of pimple soup was ready.

When it was about to come out of the pot, Li Wanyun remembered that there were still eggs in the basket, so she took two and cracked them in.

Stirring with a large spoon, a bowl of oily egg drop soup was scooped out. She sat in front of the stove and ate the bowl while crying.