Brother Zhuo looked at her figure and felt that she was so aware of righteousness, and he really had some respect for her in his heart...... On the mountain, people with torches gathered in a circle, staring at the dead who had been found. The village chief said, "Everyone spread out and searched everywhere. See what physical evidence you can find?" and the crowd scattered...... Heaven seems to have its own set of arrangements for the fate of man. When the evil turns into good fortune, it will turn evil into good fortune, and when it is difficult to escape, a hundred noble people will help each other, and it will not change the fate of a person who has been robbed by several robberies. Xiaoqin's wreath that fell on the mountain was discovered by Brother Zhuo's bride. She picked up the garland, thought about it, looked around, saw that no one was paying attention to her, and immediately put her torch into the earth and extinguished it. Then she avoided the torches everywhere, jumped through the forest and streams, and went down the mountain by the dark path. She walked to the stream, stopped and thought about it, looked around, and then squatted down, and then carefully tore every flower that was woven into a wreath, and carefully cut off every stalk of grass, and scattered it into the stream one by one, so that the stream would be carried away without a trace......

When Brother Zhuo returned home, he saw her figure sitting on the edge of the bed in a daze. He asked, "You were back early?" She said "um," and after a moment's silence, she asked, "Have the people found any physical evidence?" and he said, "Where can you find it?" She heard him sigh and quietly asked, "Do you have something on your mind?" Brother Zhuo said worriedly: "I think of our Ziwei Village, a good village reputation that has been passed down for generations, a good reputation within a radius of a hundred miles, and a village that does not leave no stone unturned, and does not close its doors at night. Her voice was small, but it was thunderous to him. He suddenly stood up, turned to look at her, and asked, "How do you know?" "I found a circle made of wild flowers in the woods, and I met a man on his head in the mountains today. "Who?" "I'm going to bury it in my heart and say nothing to anyone." "This is not good! It is not right! Human life is at stake, you tell me quickly!" "What did I tell you?" "I will report to the village ...... tomorrow morning" "If I say it, don't be surprised." "Say, say......" "I met the person you had been thinking about for a long time on the mountain, and the wreath was on her head...... He covered her mouth violently and whispered into her ear: "You are talking nonsense! You want to frame her, don't you? I treat you as a human being, I didn't expect your heart to be so bad!"

His hands were so tight that she was out of breath and almost suffocated. She pushed him away, sat up, and fumbled for a match to light a candle. She held the candle in front of her, so that the light of the candle shone on her face, and said to him with an unusually calm expression, "Look at me, do you think I look like I have the intention of framing someone?" and he looked at her face steadily. The more I looked, the more convinced I became that she was not the kind of woman she thought she was, and the more convinced I was that her words were not made out of thin air...... His arms went limp, and he lay on his back on the bed. But she still held the candle and asked in a low voice and clearly, "Do you still need to light the wax?" and he said, "No." Tears welled up in the corners of his eyes. The loose pieces of his heart, which had already cracked in his chest, began to crack and shatter again and again...... She blew out the candle and lay down on her back again. "What about that thing?" "I'm ruined." and sprinkled it in the brook. Rest assured, no one will ever want to find a little bit more. "It must be the man...... Bullied her in the mountains...... Otherwise, how could she ......?" "I thought so too. "Please, Brother Zhuo, I beg you! Her life is hard enough! Ziwei Village is unfair to her! She is not that kind of vicious woman! You ...... You must not reveal a word to outsiders......" Brother Zhuo turned over, buried his face in the pillow, hugged the pillow with both hands and cried...... "That kind of man, he deserves to die! I swear, no one will want to take anything out of my mouth!"

So it was her turn to caress him and whisper something gentle, just as he had done to her at that moment. She was heartfelt, and what she gave him was true affection that was not adulterated at all......

However, the death of the security director did not cause any uproar in Ziwei Village. He is a person who is not liked by the people of Ziwei Village at all, so his death cannot really cause anyone to grieve. Only four people in the village guessed how he died. Among the four people, the village chief is the first to know best. Because the opportunity to "bump into" Xiaoqin on the mountain should have belonged to him. He stumbled on official duties, so there was a result that the man of the security director died for him. Secondly, the person who knows best in her heart is the woman of the Liu family, because she "created" that opportunity for the village chief. The third person who is clear in his heart is the man of the Liu family. Xiaoqin returned without chopping wood, which aroused his suspicions at the time. The fourth person who is clear in his heart is the security officer. She understood it at the hint of the village chief. If there is a fifth person who knows best, then of course it is Xiaoqin herself.

The dead were buried in time. The village chief wished he died, and his wife, the security director, also wished he died. As soon as he died, she and the village chief were fulfilled. In the future, they will have much less scruples, both openly and secretly.

The village chief and the security director agreed that the man was killed by a machete pinned to his waist when he was going up the mountain to chop wood, and rolled on the ground a few times. I found several people in the village to testify, and they all thought that he must have died like that, and they all put their fingerprints on the death report.

So the matter ended without wind and waves.

Of course, the women of the Liu family also hope for this. Although she felt that it was too cheap Xiaoqin, she was afraid that the situation would continue to grow and gradually get bigger, and she would also be involved in a life lawsuit......

Soon after, a large report about Zhuo Ge was published in the tabloids, and a photo of him when he was first interviewed as a child was published at the same time as a photo of him as a bridegroom. As a result, Ziwei Village not only has a better reputation within a radius of 100 miles, but also approaches a model village in the province. The village received several newspapers as usual. As usual, the people of the village vied with each other to see it, and they all felt the supreme glory as usual. With such a glorious voice, the man's death was not mentioned again. Of course, in that large part of the report, there is not a single word about Xiaoqin's wedding......

If the wreath was discovered by another person in Ziwei Village, I am afraid that the death of the husband of the security director will not be buried without publicity. And Xiaoqin's fate may have changed since then. Although we have no way of knowing what kind of fate it will be for her, it is safe to say that it is much better than the hideous, bloody and tragic fate that awaits her later. Because, at the age of nineteen, it is better to live than to die.

However, Xiaoqin herself couldn't premonition the cruelty of her later fate. She couldn't smell its bloody smell in advance, let alone bypass it in advance. On the contrary, she guessed that they had ghosts in their hearts from the attitude of the women of the Liu family who seemed to be afraid of her, and from the attitude that the men of the Liu family seemed to be a little kind to her. Then I gradually understood why the woman of the Liu family didn't support her to do other work that morning, and ordered her to chop wood, and from the deliberate cover-up of the village chief and the security director, I understood that there must be the ugliest relationship between some of the most decent people in Ziwei Village. This made her hate the women of the Liu family to the extreme, and she also despised the so-called good reputation of Ziwei Village to the extreme, and despised it to the extreme.

Once she understood a lot, she became fearless, and her resistance became stronger, and she no longer let them support her. Do some work if you are happy to do it, and do some work when you are not happy to do it, and pretend not to see it with your eyes turned to the sky. She is like this, and the two members of the Liu family seem to have no way to take her, and they don't dare to beat and scold her like before. Whenever she was unhappy to do the work, the woman of the Liu family had to do it herself in annoyance. Sometimes, even the men of the Liu family, who have always been served by her, have to do it. Of course, she is no longer willing to be subjected to their unreasonable control, and she is no longer willing to tolerate their various abuses. Almost every night, she left Liu's house for a long time, and came back very late, and they didn't dare to ask. She went to the bend where she met Brother Zhuo. She hoped to have frequent trysts with him there and confide in her affections. Nineteen-year-old without illness or disability, if she wants to escape from the Liu family and say goodbye to Ziwei Village and fly away, in fact, no one can stop her. But she couldn't let go of the brother she had secretly worshipped when she was ten years old. He really became her only closest person in this world. "You have me in your heart, and I have you in my heart", the words they said together during the secret worship gradually became like Sanskrit that led her to make major decisions. Without Brother Zhuo by her side, Xiaoqin was sure that she would be a lonely person wherever she wandered. No matter how good the wandering is, it will not stay for long, and it will still go again, and then continue to wander blindly and aimlessly. Although she wants to fly away, she doesn't want to wander around. She wanted to have a home, a home that belonged to her and Brother Zhuo. She loved him, unconsciously, naturally, and had loved him deeply, deeply, deeply. Especially after he rescued him in the water that night, she thought that she was actually his person, and that he should not be his wife at all. What's more, the woman who had already become his wife was equivalent to being imposed on him by all the people of Ziwei Village. Although she didn't know the actual situation about this, she could imagine that Brother Zhuo, who had become the husband of a woman in his forties, must have dreamed of being in love with her every night......

One night she returned to Liu's house from the river, because she had not met Brother Zhuo, she was upset, made a cup of tea, sat at the square table in the hall, drank a sip of tea, and thought about her heart for a while.

The woman happened to come out of the bedroom to make tea and drink, and seeing her big posture, she finally couldn't hold back her anger, and scolded: "A shameless little slut! In the middle of the night, I don't know where to seduce enough wild men, and now I have taken on the posture ?......of a young lady!

Xiao Qin stood up, her slender arms stretched out as straight as a spear, her eyebrows were erect, her phoenix eyes were wide open, and Rin pointed at the woman and asked aggressively, "Who are you scolding?"

The woman was not willing to show weakness, and pointed at her and scolded: "Bah, little goblin, don't you really have any fear in your heart for what you have done......?

Before she finished speaking, Xiaoqin had already poured a cup of hot tea on her face, burning her and screaming.

The man appeared when he heard the sound, glanced at his woman, and two beams of eyes swished towards Xiaoqin.

Xiaoqin sneered: "What am I afraid of? In your Liu family, if I can live to this day, I will not be afraid of anything! I am desperate to make a big fuss! Then I will have the opportunity to shake off your male thieves and prostitutes in public! I don't care if I go to prison! But I also want to make you faceless ......for the rest of your life."

The woman took the whip off the wall, and while shoving it to her husband, she shouted, "Don't whip her for me!" But the man threw the whip on the ground, slapped her with his hand, and shouted in a low voice, "You are causing trouble again in the middle of the night!" and dragged her into the bedroom...... Xiaoqin felt a great victory, her spirits were high, and her heart was happy, and she still stood there sneering. Still angry, he smashed the teacup to the ground...... Needless to say, the woman cried almost until dawn. Since then, they have been more laissez-faire with Xiaoqin. The man even carried the woman behind the woman's back to give Xiaoqin some Xiaodong and Xiaoxi many times, saying some words of repentance that she should not have done to her before. Of course, Xiaoqin frowned coldly, and refused like poison, which made his flattery and pleasing great embarrassment. Xiaoqin missed Brother Zhuo very much, and she couldn't meet him again in that section of the river, so one day she simply sandwiched half a pot of rice, and went straight to the Red Mill regardless of everything.

There were already a few women waiting there. Brother Zhuo was grinding, and his vest was soaked with sweat. The woman put down the needlework, paced out of the room, and said distressedly: "You have been pushing for a long time, I will replace you!"

In front of some women, he did not want to embarrass her, and as if a good man, he gave her the grinding handle very obediently, and squatted in a corner to smoke. The women looked at her and pushed the mill slowly, and they all appreciated it. This one said, "What a capable woman!" Look at that footsteps, you are more brisk than Brother Zhuo!" The other said, "Brother Zhuo, you are so blessed!" The third one continued: "I didn't see Brother Zhuo just now, he looked like a son in front of his daughter-in-law! Brother Zhuo, there are daughters-in-law everywhere who are distressed, and the mood is okay?" Brother Zhuo listened, and just smoked silently. He is a woman, and he just keeps grinding with his head down. These half-young women of Ziwei Village are not young! Although their mouths are full of words of appreciation, the real thoughts in their hearts are very dark. If Brother Zhuo marries a young and handsome daughter-in-law, they will inevitably feel a little lost or even a little lost. for they had all been kind to him. When he was a child, they had loved him and been kind to him, and they seemed to take it for granted that when he had grown up as a young man, he should still be something in common with them. In today's parlance, they all feel that they are "shares" in him. Wouldn't a young and handsome daughter-in-law undoubtedly "monopolize" Brother Zhuo strictly? Wouldn't it undoubtedly cause the "shares" they invested in him to depreciate day by day? Then, how could the Moulin Rouge still be their "spiritual territory" and their "women's club"? They did not want to lose their "spiritual territory" and did not want the Moulin Rouge to really become a warm little home for Brother Zhuo and a young and handsome wife. So they didn't feel sorry for Brother Zhuo for marrying an old wife at all. On the contrary, Brother Zhuo fell into such an unsatisfactory result in marriage, and they were very happy. An old wife at least doesn't arouse their jealousy......

As soon as Xiaoqin arrived, they were very surprised and fell silent. As soon as the atmosphere of being able to speak freely was destroyed, they all felt that it was better to leave together and talk freely elsewhere than to stay silently......

The bride looked up and saw Xiaoqin, was stunned, then smiled, and took the initiative to say, "You are here?"

She smiled unnaturally.

Xiaoqin wanted to smile back at her, but she couldn't.

She said: "The women of Ziwei Village are here, and of course I am here. ”

She couldn't laugh, so she just kept a cold face.

Brother Zhuo heard her voice and raised his head sensitively. He couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then slowly stood up. He stared at her blankly, in front of his old wife, even if he had a thousand words, it was difficult to say for a while. He moved his lips, his face full of shame, and he looked embarrassed.

Xiaoqin also stared at him. Through that silent gaze, he was severely condemned. She believed that no matter how many reasons he had to defend himself, she had the right to condemn him harshly.

The bride in her forties, looking at her husband who was half a year younger than herself, looked at the handsome little woman at the door with a resentful expression, smiled unnaturally, and said in a tone that was not suspicious in her heart: "Brother Zhuo, I'm tired, go into the house and rest for a while." Whatever people want to grind, you can continue to grind for others!"

Brother Zhuo finally struggled out of the predicament. He whispered, "What are you grinding?"

She said, "Grinding rice. —while tilting the basin for him to see.

"Just grinding a little bit is enough to make a meal. ”

"If I grind one bag at a time, how long will it take me to come back?"

Xiaoqin's words are clearly full of resentment.

"I'll clean the groove, I'll grind it for you first!"

So Brother Zhuo began to clear the slot.

Xiaoqin looked at him and asked, "Why don't you go fishing in that part of the river!"

He said, "I have a home." Busy. I don't have the heart anymore. ”

"Why aren't you going to take a shower?"

He said: "The weather is getting colder, and the water is getting colder, so I can wipe it at home every night." ”

"It's because someone boils hot water for you at home every night, right?, do you still wipe each other every night?" He felt that her gaze was too sharp, and immediately lowered his head again...... "You don't have to clear the groove, and I don't want to work on you in front of others." I won't grind!" Brother Zhuo looked up again, and what he saw was her back—the edge of the basin was stuck in her waist, and she came and went in a hurry. He ran to the door, trying to call her back, but opened his mouth, like a fish in his throat, but did not make a sound...... He stared until her back entered the village and disappeared, and then he slowly turned around in disappointment—but found his old wife standing in the house, holding the curtain in one hand...... That night, he tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. The wife said, "I also forgot to warm up the water for you tonight, if you are not afraid of the cold water of the river, if you feel that your body is dry, then you can go to the river and wash." He said, "No," she said, "I want to go, why do you say no, go, go, I can't smell your sweat......" She pushed him out of bed. "That'...... Then I'll go to the river to bubble......" He grabbed a towel and hurried out.

His wife's childlike voice said behind him, "Beware of a clam spirit coming out of the river and sandwiching you in her shell, so that you can't come back even if you want to go home......"

Brother Zhuo and Xiaoqin, since this pair was a boy and a girl, they worshipped their sisters and brothers with two hearts and two feelings, and swore that they would never be "you have me in your heart" and "I have you in my heart", and they regarded each other as the closest relatives in the world.

He tried to explain to her, but she gently covered his mouth with one hand, shook her head, and said, "It's okay not to talk about it." I believe that 'your heart has me'. I don't think you're willing......"

In three sentences, Brother Zhuo's long-standing grievances were suddenly relieved, and the child who had suffered was like a mother when he saw his mother, and cried. That Xiaoqin was aggrieved and sad to the same extent, and she couldn't help crying, so she hugged each other and cried.

The two of them wept bitterly, and they both took pity on each other. Prompted by that mutual pity, they fell in love with each other. The love between lovers and children is often a hundred times more blazing because it is obstructed and destroyed, like dry wood poured with oil. Even if it's just a kiss and a hug, it will spark and cause a bang**. They couldn't help themselves for a while, they were hungry, and they couldn't wait. So you help me, I help you, in an instant, they peeled each other naked, and they wantonly acted as a husband and wife on the fine beach, and made a big deal of wild cooperation......

The shy flowers are tired, the butterflies are tired, and Brother Zhuo is afraid. It's you, and it's not a long-term thing. What I'm afraid of is that once Xiaoqin is pregnant, her private affairs will be made public, and the two of them will not be able to stay in the village anymore.

Xiaoqin instigated him to fly with him as soon as possible, set a date, and both escaped from Ziwei Village.

Brother Zhuo listened, bowed his head and was silent.

Xiaoqin asked, "Don't you want to?"

Brother Zhuo just bowed his head and was speechless.

Xiaoqin was anxious, pushed him and feigned anger: "Are you dumb?

Brother Zhuo then spoke: "No, you can escape from Ziwei Village, if I escape with you, what will happen to the monument in front of the mill?"

Xiaoqin blinked a few times and asked in confusion: "What am I worried about that monument for? It's not an old father and mother who need your support." It's not a child, and when you go, he will be an orphan and end up with the same fate as you......"

Brother Zhuo sighed, frowned and said: "That's not bad, it's not an old father, it's not a child, but it's more abandoned than the old father and mother, and it's even more abandoned than a young child! My name is engraved on the tablet. As soon as I leave, won't it become a great shame for the people of Ziwei Village? I grew up eating 100 meals and sleeping in 100 beds! They are kind to me!"

Xiaoqin didn't listen to it, but when she heard this, she feigned anger and suddenly became really angry, glared at him and grabbed Bai Bai and said: "That monument was erected by them for Ziwei Village and for their own good reputation! Everyone is kind to you, but I am not kind to you? When you lived in Liu's house, didn't my Xiaoqin love you like a sister? Baoshun's little dead ghost used to ride you as a horse every day, who was beaten and scolded for scolding him? Your knees are worn out, and who boiled hot water and soaked herbs to wash for you every night? And who shed tears while washing you as if they were hurting themselves?... ...”

Brother Zhuo lowered his head again and was speechless.

"You answered me!"

"I ...... I'll run away with you, and I'm so sorry for her......"

"Who?"

"Who else will be? Not long after marrying me, didn't she end up being ridiculed by everyone?...... I...... I can't bear it!"

"You, you don't want to think about it, how can you be worthy of my Xiaoqin, and worthy of yourself?"

She stood up, glared at him hatefully for a moment, then turned and ran......

Brother Zhuo was full of heavy worries, three steps and one flash, and five steps and one stop to return to the Red Mill. When I walked to the door, all my thoughts, all my plans, all my impulses were shattered. His mind was empty, and all that was left was endless sorrow and fear alternating and mixed with great guilt for his "man in the house".

He pushed the door slowly and walked lightly, like a ghost creeping in......

"Coming back?"

He thought she was asleep. But she wasn't lying down at all. She was sitting cross-legged on the bed, mending his clothes by candlelight.

"You...... Why don't you sleep?"

"Can't sleep. Enough of soaking in the river?"

"Enough soaking......"

"Drink the ginger soup on the table. I guess it's time for you to come back. Just out of the fire, it must still be hot......" From her plain words, he heard true love from the heart. He paced to the table and touched the clay bowl with his fingers, and it was hot. "I don't want to drink it. "Whatever you want. Anyway, I cooked it for you sincerely. Her tone was still flat. "That'...... Then I'll drink ......it," he couldn't bear to frustrate her true love, took off the lid of the bowl, held the big clay bowl with both hands, and raised his head regardless of whether it was hot or not. She said, "I've never seen you drink like this, it's hot?" He smiled and asked, "If you really can't sleep, are you annoyed by my?" You can blow it if you want. I'm afraid that the three watches in the middle of the night will disturb the dreams of the people in the village and annoy others. He said, "Don't let people go to bed early, you can't disturb their dreams." So he took the flute from the wall, sat on the threshold, and blew it...... The sound of the flute is resentful and sad, like crying, eloquent, and endless...... It spreads slowly to Crape Myrtle Village. Only one person in the village heard it. It's the violin. That night, half of her pillow was wet with tears...... Later, Brother Zhuo's flute sound became the signal of his tryst with Xiaoqin. The two of them are annoyed when they have a tryst this time, and they will be good at the next tryst. This time he agreed to her plan of elopement, much to her delight. The next time he lost all his courage again, and after thinking about it, he became a complete coward, which made her overjoyed, neither hate, nor pity. In the tryst again and again, none of them can do without the other. From the mind to the body, it seems that they are sewn together more and more tightly each time. She would not see him for three days, and she would appear in the Moulin Rouge. If he didn't go to the river for five days, he would sigh for a long time......

In their unclear and unclear relationship, there is Brother Zhuo's old wife who knows everything like a mirror in his heart but never breaks it. The self-cultivation, tolerance, generosity and compassion of this bride made Zhuo Ge feel both guilty and deeply moved. The same goes for the little piano. Every time she reiterated some kind of elopement plan, the first thing she had to convince was herself. When trying to convince Brother Zhuo, he also needs to be more patient than before. And as soon as she saw him silent, she was no longer angry, and even understood very well......

Some nights, Brother Zhuo will also take the initiative to kiss his bride. After all, she was a woman who was not yet forty years old, and after all, she was also a woman with strong lust, after all, she was not so ugly as to disgust him. To be fair, as far as a woman in her forties is concerned, on closer inspection, she belongs to the category of virtuous and good-looking. His active affection for her is more of a gratitude, compassion, atonement and repayment. She understands this. He does not shy away from his active affection, nor does he dislike it. Because that's what she herself desires. On the contrary, as long as he takes the initiative, she will return the gift with ten times the tenderness and a hundred times the lingering. For Brother Zhuo, compared with the love with this woman, compared with the love with Xiaoqin, there is really another deep appreciation in the body, and another taste in the heart!

The woman seemed to be trying to withdraw from the role of bride, but this was something she could not do completely for a while. She is still so considerate and caring for Brother Zhuo. She seems to be planning to gradually transition from the role of a bride to the role of a loving mother. Her thoughtfulness and care come from the heart, and sometimes through sex, that is, when Zhuo Ge takes the initiative to love her. For she knew that it was the time when he was oppressed by the weight of worry and fear, and he was extremely vulnerable. At that time, Brother Zhuo could not be comforted in any other way! In the transition of her intended role change, the gentle quilt on the pillow she gave back to her little husband was actually like a stone bottle for him to step on and cross the river......

It's snowing.

It's a rare snowfall in the south!

Brother Zhuo got up early in the morning, but everything he saw was white. Ziwei Mountain is like a white cloak, here and there, the stone crevices that the snow can't drift into, are lined with extremely obvious, like the uneven folds of the white cloak. The trees on the mountain, which had lost their leaves, looked thin and lean yesterday, and became white and white overnight. The canopy of trees hanging from snow is beautiful and solemn. In Ziwei Village, the tiled roofs of the houses have also turned white. The whole village seemed to sink into a white world. Only the eaves, and some frames of doors and windows, show some long and short, horizontal and vertical black lines from the white, proving that Ziwei Village still exists......

"It's snowing, it's snowing! Hey, get up and see! It's snowing!"

When Brother Zhuo saw snow for the first time when he was so old, he was so excited that he screamed like a child. He grabbed two handfuls of snow, formed a solid ball of snow, and threw it over the roof of the Red Mill. The exterior wall of his Moulin Rouge, the kind of red that is reflected in the whiteness of the world, is reflected deeper and more dignified. Behind the Red Mill, a stretch of the crape myrtle river is also covered with heavy snow. The river was carrying the thick snow that could not melt or seal the river, and it flowed slowly and silently. Pieces of white moved in front of his eyes, like a white python swimming silently......

He opened his mouth wide and took a deep breath, breathing, feeling that the air was so fresh and refreshing. So the worries and all kinds of worries and fears in the past were all diluted......

He picked up his broom and cleared the snow. After sweeping away the snow from the field in front of the Moulin Rouge, he abandoned his broom and broke into the house, and there was another fuss: "What a big snow, more than half a foot thick!

His woman was sitting on the bed getting dressed. She smiled at him, and said indifferently, "Isn't it snowing? "Frozen hands?" "Hmm. Frozen wood. "You deserve it!" "You deserve it, I'll take your hand......" He smiled again, hesitating. "Come on, while I haven't dressed......" He saw her open skirt and stubbornly expectant, and he couldn't bear it, so he had to go to the bedside. She grabbed him by both hands, covered them with the hem of her coat, and pressed them to her bosom...... "The grinding rack is starting to shake," she said. I've already repaired the sledgehammer, and today I'll go up the hill and drop a few stones, so let's put the grinding frame steady?" He said, "How can I let you do this job? It's cold and snowy, what will you do if you fall?" she laughed and said softly, "It's a shame that you have me in your heart......" He looked at her for a moment, and saw that she was a little embarrassed, blushing, and lowered her head. She said, "I'm so wrinkled, why are you looking at me like this?" He suddenly pulled out his hands from her arms, hugged her body tightly, and said as if he had a big understanding: "Think about it, my Brother Zhuo is really sorry for you, and it's too difficult for you! In a few days, I will tell Xiaoqin plainly, we can't be like that anymore! My Brother Zhuo loves her secretly, so I should openly protect her from now on! If anyone in Ziwei Village dares to bully her again, it will be my enemy......"

She raised her face, made eye contact with him, and swore that "I want to do that." "In the future, I will have a heart and tie it to you alone. Hello you, I don't hate you anymore......" "Why bother...... You and she have to give me some time. I will willingly fulfill you. As long as I am willing to fulfill you, no one can stop you from being husband and wife, right?" "Really?" "Really. "I'm too stupid, I'm too stupid! I used to think like you, and things wouldn't have turned out like this! Xiaoqin and I will be grateful to you for the rest of our lives! Even our children, we must also ask them not to forget your fulfillment of us...... "Really?" "Really!" "Then I will be content." It's not for nothing to marry you...... so she snuggled up to him even more obsessively...... So he hugged her body tighter and tighter, and leaned his head, kissing her face...... Because it was cold, he hadn't seen Xiaoqin for many days. He really wished he could see her at once, and convey to her the words of this kind-hearted woman in his arms...... Suddenly, the door of the Moulin Rouge was slammed from the outside with a loud noise. Immediately after, something plopped in.

Brother Zhuo said to his daughter-in-law, "Get dressed quickly, don't freeze." He pushed her away gently, turned sharply and walked out of the house, only to see a woman with a disheveled hair lying on the ground. Brother Zhuo recognized that she was not another woman, it was Xiaoqin, and he was secretly surprised.

After Xiaoqin was helped up, he didn't wait for him to ask anything, his hands grabbed the placket of his front shirt tightly, and Zhang Huang said with great difficulty: "Brother Zhuo, brother......! Run away with me......" He asked, "What's wrong, what's wrong, what's wrong?......?" Xiaoqin trembled, her lips trembled, and she couldn't speak again. Her eyes widened, and her eyes were full of fear, as if a hundred vicious dogs were about to chase after her, and in an instant they would tear her into thousands of pieces. "What's the matter? You're talking......" Brother Zhuo grabbed her shoulders with both hands, and shook her as he asked.

Xiaoqin's lips trembled for a long time, and finally spit out four words-"I killed someone......" Brother Zhuo found that her face was splashed with blood, and her clothes were also wet with patches of blood!" "You?...... You ......" "I will put the Liu family together, the village chief and the security director...... Kill them all......" Brother Zhuo broke her hands that were clutching at the hem of his front coat, and pushed her away violently, looking her up and down while circling her...... Despite the blood on her face, he couldn't believe she would kill. He thought that she had been stimulated by some kind of great stimulation, and that her nerves were temporarily deranged......

When the sky was about to dawn, Xiaoqin was ravaged and woke up in her sleep. She scratched the hand on the man's face, grabbed a strand of beard on his chin, and immediately understood that it was a man from the Liu family. She broke free, jumped out of bed, and threw herself at the door, but she couldn't push it open and couldn't escape. The door was topped up from the outside......

"Xiaoqin, I know that the man of the security director died at your hands! The security officer also knows. And my woman, we all know it. I just don't report you. If you obey me today, no one will talk about it again. Otherwise, it won't end well for you......"

The man of the Liu family said as he approached her. In the hazy twilight. His tall, naked body looks like a living skeleton......

His threatening words made her suspicious, and she leaned against the door, not daring to shout, only to defend herself silently. But the idea of self-defense has been crushed, and the resistance is easily subdued. He finally dragged her to the bed and held her down. As he peeled the last of his shame from her, her hand reached under the pillow and reached for a pair of scissors. She had already seen that he had bad intentions towards her. The scissors were specially prepared to deal with him. I didn't think it was time to use it......

Her hand burst out from under the pillow, and the scissors stabbed into his chest, reaching deep into the handle. He didn't even snort, and slowly leaned down. At that moment, her hatred suddenly increased, she pulled out her scissors, and stabbed one after another...... She put on her clothes and shoes, opened the door, slipped into the kitchen, and held a kitchen knife in her hand. The murderous thought is cute, but it is the anger that rises from the heart, and the evil is born to the side of the guts! Carrying a kitchen knife, he quietly slipped into the bedroom...... The woman of the Liu family and the village chief, ** enough, are talking with their arms crossed. The village chief said: "A flower with tender petals, I have been greedy for a long time as the village chief, and now I don't have time to get it, but I cheapen your thin man and let him pick his head all over again!" The woman said: "Phew! Holding someone in her arms, I was crazy about them just now, but now I say this kind of thing in front of others! That is, I, change a woman, and it's strange if I don't kick you out of bed!"

The village chief laughed.

The woman said, "Isn't it for your best for him to let him pick his head first? No matter how wild and untamed the little woman is, she has been rubbed by any man, and she doesn't care so much about protecting her body." In the future, won't you be at the mercy of whatever you like? You are the head of the big village, if you fail and she spreads all over the village, won't your prestige be over? Isn't the good reputation of our Ziwei Village over a hundred years also over?"

The village chief praised her convincingly for her thoughtfulness.

The woman asked, "Me and the security officer, which one is feminine?"

The village chief said, "It's all enough!"

The woman asked again, "You, besides me and her, how many other women are secretly hooking up?"

The village chief laughed again and refused to explain.

The woman had to force him to say it.

The village chief said slowly: "Let me tell you this, as long as the good reputation of our Ziwei Village for a hundred years is not ruined, what is the matter of men and women cheating on each other? The whole village is full of fornication, even if everyone knows it, as long as everyone does not say it, with the good reputation of our Ziwei Village for a hundred years, it will be tightly covered! The good reputation of a hundred years old is our treasure! Therefore, I, as the village head, and you, have to maintain it at all times! Without it, we will all be as bare as we are now!" ......”

The woman laughed too.

Xiaoqin had already dived to the bed at that moment, and she had already heard the smoke in her seven orifices, and her eyes were spitting fire! She stood up and slashed it with a knife, but with a click, the woman's head was cut off and fell to the ground. Before the village chief could sit up, he had already been stabbed in the face!

At that moment, Xiaoqin was burned with hatred, and she was no different from an executioner who killed people without blinking. She saw that the village chief's hands and feet were still fluttering, and she made up for the slash, and the village chief's head rolled off the bed to the ground......

Xiaoqin still didn't understand her hatred, stuck the kitchen knife in her arms, left Liu's house, and went straight to the house of the security director. It was also the director of the security department who deserved to die, and she didn't meet anyone along the way. Since her husband died, the security director sent her children to her parents' house and kept the empty house alone, in order to secretly hook up with the village chief. Xiaoqin deceived open the door, and without saying a word, she stabbed her head in the head, almost splitting the opponent's head in half! The handle of the knife was caught in the opponent's nose. The other party's eyes were chopped open from the center of his eyebrows, he glared at her for a moment, turned around with a knife between his head and fled. Fleeing into the street, he fell down after a few steps......

Brother Zhuo's daughter-in-law, I don't know when, has come from the inside to the outside. She raised her arm and wordlessly pointed out to Brother Zhuo. When Brother Zhuo and Xiaoqin looked together, they saw a large number of villagers, armed with sticks and various instruments, coming from all directions towards the Red Mill...... Brother Zhuo's daughter-in-law hurriedly closed the door, subconsciously leaning against her back, as if she could protect the two people who wanted to escape...... Xiaoqin suddenly sneered. After laughing, he walked up to Brother Zhuo step by step, held his face with both hands, and cried miserably. She stared into his eyes and said, "Brother, sister shouldn't be dizzy for a while and run to you." Sister is not trying to bother you!" Brother Zhuo only called out "sister", and he couldn't speak anymore. He hugged her and cried. There was a lot of noise outside. Clearly, the Moulin Rouge has been surrounded. It's just that no one has the guts to break in. Xiaoqin had already made up her mind. She broke free from Brother Zhuo's embrace, jumped into the corner, picked up a jar of brine and drank it. Its shape is like drinking elixir...... Brother Zhuo finally recovered from his stunned shock, and when he rushed forward to grab the jar, the jar had fallen to the ground and shattered from Xiaoqin's hand. A jar full of brine was actually drunk by Xiaoqin! Brother Zhuo's daughter-in-law couldn't bear to look at it anymore and closed her eyes tightly...... Brother Zhuo hugged the painful Xiaoqin in his arms, tears rained down, and three trumpets sandwiched a sentence: "Sister, sister, sister, it was my Brother Zhuo who hurt you! Sister, although you killed someone, you are still my Brother Zhuo's beloved sister! My Brother Zhuo's sin can only be redeemed in the next life, and my sister's love can only be repaid in the next life......"

Xiaoqin twisted her body and said intermittently, "Brother...... Quick, fast...... Good brother, sister...... Please...... Help...... Die! Sister is ...... I can't stand the burning!Good brother, help my sister die......"

Brother Nazhuo wiped his tears with his sleeve, looked around, and caught a glimpse of the chisel on the grinding disc that had been sharpened yesterday. He took it in his hands...... Brother Zhuo's daughter-in-law, who closed her eyes tightly, heard the last two words they said: "Sister, you close your eyes." Otherwise, my brother won't be able to do it......" "Good brother, hurry, hurry, sister has closed her eyes! Sister is in the underworld...... Waiting for you ......"

Then there was silence in the mill.

When she opened her eyes, she had been dragged open from the door by Brother Zhuo.

Brother Zhuo appeared in front of the villagers with a sledgehammer that was about to go up the mountain to hit stones.

The villagers fell silent.

He didn't look at anyone, and in full view of everyone, he walked to the monument step by step, picked up the sledgehammer high, and smashed it down!

The stele was cut off......

Brother Zhuo threw the sledgehammer and went back to the mill, picked up Xiaoqin and carried her into the house, and put her on the bed—and then, he got into bed himself, and lay down with her in his arms......

It's dark, and in Ziwei Village, the lights are shining, and they are as bright as stars. This made Brother Zhuo thirty years later couldn't help but be surprised. In the past 30 years, all kinds of stories have happened in Ziwei Village, and great changes have taken place in China, but they are all unknown to him, and they have no impact on him as a person. The good years and good looks of the "Xiangzi" rural youth back then have been eroded from him layer by layer by the long days of imprisonment. Just like the flowing water of the crape myrtle river thirty years ago, it is gone forever......

He was helplessly old.

He tried to find the stele in front of the Moulin Rouge, but he couldn't find it. I don't even know where to go when I buried it in the ground.

However, he did not come back to see the monument, nor did he come back to pay his respects to the ruins of his Moulin Rouge. It's not like going back to Ziwei Village to find roots and nostalgia. He came back for only two purposes, one was to cultivate soil for his parents' grave, and the other was to cultivate soil for Xiaoqin's grave. The graves of my parents are gone, and there is a concrete field. Moreover, a gas station was built. Obviously, that piece of concrete is a parking lot. It can accommodate dozens of cars. Could it be that there are a lot of cars coming from Ziwei Village, and what are you driving here for? He was very confused. Xiaoqin's grave is also gone. Back then, before he was handcuffed and pushed into a police car, he asked to dig a pit himself and bury Xiaoqin. The request was granted, but he didn't have time to dig deep or bury it. It's just like hastily covering her with earth. But he remembered very clearly, more than 500 steps away from the Moulin Rouge, more precisely, buried in the vegetable garden he had opened. He would never be mistaken about that. For thirty years, the place had been in his dreams again and again, but now it was a large windowless house vaulted from wall to top. There was a large lock on the opposite door, which seemed to be a warehouse stocked with some important supplies, surrounded by trees in the shade. The trees were apparently transplanted there from Crape Myrtle Mountain. Because the roots of each tree have collapsed into the pits dug during transplanting......

Unable to find the graves of his parents or Xiaoqin, he was very disappointed and depressed. From the densest place of the lights in Ziwei Village, there was a faint singing: If you love him, I will fulfill it, I believe in love and believe in the love of the two of you, and I bless you for love......

During his 30 years in prison, he learned about television in China for the next seven or eight years. And collectively watched it a few times. After three or four years, I knew what "Kara 0K" was, and I heard it on TV. He looked at the densest light, and was surprised that there was also a fashionable place for people to sing "karaoke" in Ziwei Village...... At night, when the last light in the village went out, he curled up on the ruins of the Moulin Rouge and fell asleep......

He was woken up by the sound of car horns. It's dawn. A sunny day. The parking lot is almost full. A pair of lovers and lovers in the city, got out of the car, and under the guidance of a girl, the formation was loose and everyone strolled towards the village......

He was even more confused, and followed him, wanting to see what was going on. Ziwei Village is no longer the same as it was 30 years ago, nine out of ten houses are new, the village road has been widened, and it has been paved with cement bricks......

The outsiders followed the girl to the outside of an old house. The old house was also renovated. On the door is a black plaque. The white letters on the plaque are - "The place where the murder occurred".

The girl began to explain: "Guests, leaders, sightseers, the people of Ziwei Village sincerely welcome everyone! This is the scene of Xiaoqin's murder of the Liu family and the village chief thirty years ago. There are clay figures that reproduce the tragic and horrific situation of those years. Please come in with me and listen to me in detail......"

So they all went in with her. Brother Zhuo, who was only forty-eight years old, didn't go in alone.

He looked up at the black plaque, and the old things of thirty years ago appeared in front of him. My chest felt like a big lump of hemp glue, and I felt out of breath...... In a moment, a timid woman rushed out, crying out in a loud voice: "It's so scary! It's so scary! As if it were the real thing, blood flowed all over the bed, and two heads fell to the ground...... but he saw that they were really afraid, but they also gained some real satisfaction from their real fear.

In another moment, the people came out. As the offspring girl of Ziwei Village continued to walk towards the village, she came to another old mansion after a while. There is also a black plaque hanging on the door, and the white words on the plaque are - "The fourth human life returns to the underworld......

The girl explained again: "Everyone, this is the security director of the year...... Brother Zhuo turned around and left...... In the ruins of the Red Mill, pairs of young men in the city bowed down and wiped their foreheads with red clay...... On both sides of the Ziwei River, the hawkers' cries are getting higher and higher, and they are endless. Suddenly, the young people in the city who were kneeling down ran towards the Ziwei Bridge. He heard them say as they ran, "Is it accurate, is it accurate?" It's the grandson of the person who told the fortune of the Liu couple back then! It's not accurate, it's also interesting to have fun! Anyway, it's not expensive, and it's only ten yuan for a hexagram!" In the big closed "warehouse" with only the door, it turned out to be Xiaoqin's grave. and the broken monument in front of the Red Mill of the Year.

Another girl from Ziwei Village was explaining to another group of people: "Everyone, don't look at this small grave, this is the place where Brother Zhuo personally buried Xiaoqin before he was handcuffed! Who may ask, why don't you set up a grave plaque? Xiaoqin, after all, she is the culprit who killed the four lives! We, the people of Ziwei Village, still talk about this principle. Why did you build such a building to seal off her grave? Are you afraid that her fierce spirit will not disperse, sneak out and deceive people and harm people! Don't hide it from everyone, we have to close the door and lock it every night! This is not superstition, this is to promote a kind of ghost culture......

Brother Zhuo wanted to squeeze in and kowtow to Xiaoqin, but was stopped by a young man in a security uniform. "Tickets!"

He didn't have a ticket. He had no choice but to stand outside, watch the other people get their tickets checked, dial them in, dial them out. Everyone who came out looked solemn, and they couldn't guess what they were thinking...... Brother Zhuo followed the people and involuntarily stepped up the stone steps up the mountain. On Crape Myrtle Mountain, in front of Crape Myrtle Nunnery, a card was also set up and a ticket was checked. When he saw an old nun come out, he hurriedly stepped forward and bowed deeply, and pleaded: "Female Bodhisattva, it's good, I can't make up enough money to buy a ticket, please burn a stick of incense on my behalf and pray in the nunnery!" When the four eyes met, the old nun immediately lowered his head, put his palm on his chest, and politely replied: "I don't know what the donor prays for?" He said: "Pray that Xiaoqin back then, don't wait for her Zhuo brother in the underworld, or reincarnate early!" The old nun said: "Don't worry, don't worry." This is what I can do. He thought for a moment, took out a handful of change from his pocket, handed it to the old nun, and said, "This is all the money I have on me, so please buy me a candle for the nunnery! Lao Ni hesitated for a moment, and when he saw that he was sincerely stretching out his hand, he had to take it. She put her palms on her chest again, returned the salute politely, and said, "Amitabha, good, good." The donor was earnest, and the old nun had no choice but to accept it. He looked at her and turned and walked away slowly, the tears that he could hold back in his heart outside the Xiaoqin grave just now could no longer be stopped, and suddenly his eyes were like a mountain spring! He recognized the old nun as his daughter-in-law, who had lived together in the Moulin Mill for some days! She was already old, and her steps were staggering. And, never again, bent her waist straight up...... From where he stood on Ziwei Mountain, he looked at Ziwei Village below the mountain, and bent his knees, and wanted to kneel towards Ziwei Village with some habit...... But he just bent his knees and immediately stood up straight again. He said in his heart: "Sister, sister, when my brother earns money and can afford a ticket, he will come to see you every month...... He turned around, mixed with some red men and green women and idle women in the city, and strode down the mountain......