Abandoned woman Zhang Baotong 2016.11.12

At night, Lan Lan coughed very badly, probably sitting on the ground outside in the evening and getting cold. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info In order not to affect Writer Wang's rest, she covered her mouth with a quilt. But it was very uncomfortable to hold it like this, and it made her a little breathless. However, Lan Lan would rather be uncomfortable herself than affect others.

When Writer Wang heard Lan Lan coughing, he pulled the lamp, got down from the bed with his clothes on, and boiled the water, and when the boiling water boiled, he poured boiling water with two large bowls to let the water cool down quickly. When the water was cooler, he took the cup and took the cold medicine for Lan Lan to take. Lan Lan sat on a tightrope bed in short-sleeved underwear, took the medicine and water, and slowly took the medicine.

At this time, Writer Wang saw the bruises on Lan Lan's arms, and asked, "These are all beaten by Huang Youcai?"

Lan Lan nodded, and then lifted the quilt and clothes to let Wang Writer see the scars on his legs, waist and back. There were more scars on those than on the arms, some of the wounds were bloody, some of them were rotten, apparently kicked hard with their feet.

Writer Wang was extremely angry and scolded, "Beasts, livestock, and beasts are not as good. Then, he took out a small bottle of safflower oil from a drawer in the kitchen cabinet and sat on the edge of the wire bed to carefully apply medicine to Lan Lan's wound.

Seeing Writer Wang patiently smearing medicine on her, Lan Lan was very moved. In her memory, others always hurt her and bullied her, and few people cared for her like this. So, she said, "Writer Wang, you are so good, if I hadn't seen you in the afternoon, I wouldn't have wanted to live." By the time he said this, tears had rolled out of his eyes.

Writer Wang persuaded her, "Why are you saying this, you are still young, and you will have a good future in the future." ”

Lan Lan sighed and said, "I'm not as good as a dog to live like this." ”

Writer Wang comforted and said, "Who said that? You can't feel that the world is dark just because Huang Youcai is not good to you. ”

Lan Lan said again, "Not only Huang Youcai is not good for me, but my mother's family is also bad for me. ”

Writer Wang was silent for a long time, and said, "You are so pitiful! Otherwise, don't go back, be my housekeeper." ”

Lan Lan nodded vigorously.

After applying the medicine, Writer Wang said to Lan Lan, "You go to my bed to sleep, I sleep on the wire bed." ”

Ke Lanlan insisted on disagreeing, because there was no mosquito net on the wire bed, and the mosquitoes were screaming and biting, making it impossible for people to sleep. In order to prevent mosquitoes from biting, Lan Lan covered her head under the quilt. However, when I put my head under the quilt, I couldn't breathe, and my head was sweating, which was not comfortable at all. If you don't feel well, you can't sleep. Therefore, after sleeping in the middle of the night, Lan Lan almost never closed her eyes. Lan Lan didn't want to influence Writer Wang. Because I can't sleep well at night, I don't have energy during the day, and writing books is the most brain-draining.

But writer Wang said, "You have a cold, you must have a good rest." As he spoke, he pulled Lan Lan up from the wire bed and let her go up to her bed.

Lan Lan was pushed on the cot by Wang Writer, but she said, "Otherwise, we will sleep in the same bed." Although this is not good, she believes that Writer Wang is a decent person and will not behave inappropriately towards her.

In fact, the small bed is big enough to sleep two people. But Wang said, "I still sleep on a tightrope bed." As he spoke, he tucked the mosquito net from all sides for Lan Lan, and then turned off the lights.

Lan Lan slept on Writer Wang's small bed, and felt much more comfortable without mosquito calls or mosquito bites. She just wants to be in this world, not all people look down on her and look down on her. Needless to say, there are also Spring Garden, Guanghua, and Writer Wang. Why do they like her? Is she pretty, or is she having an affair with them? Actually, she's not pretty, but she's not ugly, and if she gives herself a score, it's about seventy. She also never had an affair with any man. But Qiusheng always said that her life was so hard, and Writer Wang also said that she was so pitiful. After the lights were turned off, it was very dark and quiet in the room, and Lan Lan could even hear her own tears of gratitude.

Sleeping on a bed with mosquito nets and no longer worrying about mosquito bites, Lan Lan soon fell asleep and slept soundly. When Lan Lan got up at dawn, she saw that the person on the wire bed next to her was gone. Lan Lan knew that Writer Wang had gone for a run on the river embankment. Lan Lan immediately got up, cleaned up the bed, folded the quilt, folded the wire bed, and put it in the room next to her. Then I washed my face and started to make breakfast.

Because she had seen Writer Wang cook for her last night, she knew that the noodles were in the drawer of the small kitchen cabinet, and the tomatoes and eggs were placed in the kitchen cabinet. Lan Lan put the tomatoes on the cutting board and chopped them, turned on the induction cooker, and started cooking. When Writer Wang came back from running, two bowls of eggs and tomato noodles were already on the small table. Writer Wang stood at the small table and looked at it, then smiled at Lan Lan and said, "You're so diligent." ”

In the past, Lan Lan didn't know how much work she had done for Huang Youcai, how many things she had done, and she had never heard a word of praise, but she only cooked a meal for Writer Wang, and he said that she was so diligent. Looking back, she has been working in the fields and doing housework since she was a child, and even helped the family cook and take care of her younger sister, but her parents never said words of gratitude to her, but they said that she was useless. After getting married, she either worked in the fields every day, or was busy doing things in the house, but no matter what she did, it seemed that she should do it and had to do it. She often feels that she is born to work poorly, and if she doesn't work, she will feel at a loss, and she will feel that she will be attacked without knowing what kind of scolding.

Writer Wang's praise naturally made her happy. She pointed to him with the washed water that had been poured and said, "Wash your face quickly and eat, or it will be cold." ”

Writer Wang hurriedly brushed his teeth, washed his face, and sat next to her to eat. Lan Lan watched him eat and asked, "I don't know if it's to your taste?"

Writer Wang said in a tone of approval, "It's better than what I did." But he added, "But it would be better if you put less salt." ”

Lan Lan has heard others say that the tastes of people in the city are not as heavy as those in the countryside. Because the country people have to work hard, they naturally eat more salt. So, she immediately said, "Otherwise, don't eat it, I'll make you another bowl." ”

Writer Wang immediately said, "You have worked hard to make a good meal, I shouldn't give you advice." Don't mind. ”

Lan Lan said, "I don't know your taste, if you don't say it, I'm afraid I'll never know." ”

While eating, Writer Wang asked Lan Lan, "Do you know why, why do Qiusheng and Chunyuan have high blood pressure?"

Lan Lan said, "I don't know, maybe they eat too well." ”

Writer Wang said, "It's not that they eat well, it's that they eat too much salt and oil." Eating more salt and oil will not only cause high blood pressure, but also high blood sugar and high blood lipids. These "three highs" are the main culprits of stroke, hemiplegia, myocardial infarction and cerebral infarction. ”

Lan Lan listened, and said, "I've eaten salt and oil all my life, and I didn't know that there would be such a big harm." However, I now know that I will put less oil and salt in the future when cooking. ”

After eating, Writer Wang sat on the edge of the bed and began to type and write. Lan Lan brushes the dishes and washes the pot. After washing, clean the house. I don't know how long it had been since the house had been cleaned, and a lot of dust had fallen on the windowsills, pots and pans, and kitchen cabinets, and in some places it had become black. It seems that there are no women in a house, which is really not good. So, she poured hot water into a foot-washing basin, grabbed a large handful of laundry detergent, and began to scrub the kitchen cabinets and cutting boards with a rag. However, because the kitchen cabinets themselves are old and have not been scrubbed for a long time, it is very difficult to scrub.

Writer Wang saw that she was scrubbing very hard, so he said, "Just wipe it, don't spend too much effort, it's really not good, buy a new one." ”

Lan Lan said, "These things can still be used, why buy new ones?"

Writer Wang said, "It doesn't cost a lot of money to buy a new one." ”

Lan Lan said, "There's no need, I'll just wipe it clean." ”

While the two were talking, Qiusheng called, and Writer Wang took the phone and said to Lan Lan, "Qiusheng has something to do with you and wants you to go." ”

Lan Lan said to Writer Wang, "Then I'll go out for a while." ”

When she went out, she just walked to the corner in front of Chunyuan's house, and saw Qiusheng standing by the wall with two twenty-year-old young people waiting for her. The young man's arms and wrists were tattooed with the image of a snake or a dragon. His hair was shaved one-sidedly and dyed blonde. The clothes are also dressed strangely. Lan Lan couldn't help but be stunned, called Qiusheng aside, and said in a low voice, "How can you call this kind of person?"

Qiusheng said, "Your family is so rich, how can you control this kind of person if you don't call it?"

Of course, Lan Lan knew that Huang Youcai was not afraid of heaven and earth, and neither was the king of heaven. But Lan Lan repeatedly told Qiusheng, "I can only scare Huang Youcai, just let him return the things to me, and I can't let them play with their lives." In that case, I'd rather not have something than hurt anyone. ”

Qiusheng said, "You can rest assured, I will act according to your eyes." ”

So, Lan Lan took Qiusheng and the two young people to her house. The children went to school, but the doors were open. Qiusheng walked into the hall and shouted, "Huang Youcai, you come out." ”

Huang Youcai came out of the room on the west side, and when he entered the hall, he saw that Qiusheng and Lan Lan were coming with two tattooed young men. The two young men stood leaning over, tilting their heads to look at him. Moreover, the half-open placket revealed a sharp knife with a cold light. Of course, Huang Youcai knew their intentions, and said to Qiusheng in a very flattering tone, "Is there something to do with me?"

Qiusheng said with a straight face, "Is Lan Lan my person now?"

Huang Youcai glanced at the two young men with his eyes, and hurriedly said, "Yes." ”

Qiusheng said, "Since Lan Lan is my person, then you shouldn't rob her of her things." ”

Huang Youcai is no longer angry.

Qiusheng said, "Why is it faint, return the things to her quickly!"

Huang Youcai made a sad face, and it took a long time to squeeze out a sentence, "I sold the things." ”

Lan Lan said sharply, "Impossible, the door of the store hasn't been opened yet, who are you selling it to?"

Qiusheng also said slowly, "Huang Youcai, I know that you only eat hard, not soft." I can't cure you, but I've brought in two masters from a foreign country. They can cure you. ”

Huang Youcai made a very sincere appearance and said, "I really don't lie to you, I sold those things last night." ”

Qiusheng said, "How much money was sold, bring the money to me to see." ”

At this time, a young man stepped forward, crossed his waist with one hand, pointed at Huang Youcai with the other, and said with a fierce face, "You fuck, it's really shameless." Without further ado, do you give or don't give?"

Another young man also walked up to Huang Youcai with his nose sideways, and said impatiently, "Do you want to force Lao Tzu to do it to be comfortable?"

Huang Youcai was immediately frightened, and hurriedly said, "I'll pay it back, just pay it back." As he spoke, he ran briskly towards the room he had just come out of. About three to five minutes later, Huang Youcai ran back from the house. He took the necklace, ring, and bracelet and returned it to Lan Lan. However, at this time, the guest ran out of the house crying and scolding in anger.

Lan Lan took the items from Huang Youcai's hand, turned around and left her house. Seeing Qiusheng take the two people to the pond in front of the house, and then stuff the two red tickets to them, Lan Lan waited for the two to leave, and then said to Qiusheng, "You gave them back the money?"

Qiusheng said, "If you ask people for help, how can you not give you a gratuity? People don't work for nothing." ”

Lan Lan asked, "How much was given?"

Qiusheng said, "One hundred per person." ”

Lan Lan said, "Just for a while, you want to give each of them a hundred?"

Qiusheng said, "People have to ask for a thousand if they do a favor once, but if there is a favor from my nephew, I will express it casually." ”

Since he is doing things for himself, he has to pay for the money himself, but Lan Lan doesn't have a penny. Lan Lan said to Qiusheng, "I don't have any money now, when I have money, I'll pay you back." ”

Qiusheng said, "Don't pay it back, let me sleep with you?"

Lan Lan's face immediately changed, and she said, "That's not good, just when I'm a young lady in the city." ”

Qiusheng was a little disappointed and said, "For you, I put 2,000 yuan on it, and today I spent money to do things for you, so you refused to make me happy." ”

Lan Lan said, "I will always remember your love, but I can't sleep with you." It's not good for your cousins to know. ”

Qiusheng's face was full of displeasure and said, "Okay, I know. ”

At this time, Writer Wang called Qiusheng and asked where Lan Lan was. Qiusheng said that on the road in front of the village, he asked Lan Lan to wait for Writer Wang on the road, and left in a huff.

After three or five minutes, Writer Wang came from the head of the village, came to Lan Lan, and said, "Go, I'll take you home." ”

Lan Lan was stunned and said, "I'm not going home." I'd rather jump into the river than go home. ”

Seeing Lan Lan's resolute attitude, Writer Wang said, "Then don't go back." Then he gave Lan Lan a red ticket and said, "You go to the shop down the slope to buy some meat and vegetables, and then buy some skin flour and vegetable oil." ”

Lan Lan took the money and said, "You want a treat?"

Writer Wang said, "I'm going to ask Qiusheng and Chunyuan for help." (To be continued.) )