Abandoned woman Zhang Baotong 2016.11.12

It was dawn, and fresh air wafted in through the window. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoLan Lan stood in front of the window, combing her hair in front of the mirror. In the mirror, her face is refreshing, her eyes are clear, her nose is small, her lips are crimson, and the wrinkles on her forehead are gone. She smiled lightly, and felt that her face was as beautiful and lovely as a flower. However, she immediately thought that she was not beautiful when she was young, and now that she is middle-aged, she should be a broken flower and a willow, how can she feel this way?

In fact, this feeling is not her own, but given to her by Writer Wang. That day, she was wearing the beautiful dress and high heels that Yingying bought for her, and she also made her head into a shawl with small ripples, and Writer Wang looked at her carefully for a long time, saying that she was so beautiful, and then suddenly hugged her and kissed her the cheek. That feeling turned her on for a long time. Writer Wang said that she was beautiful, but she never thought she was beautiful, so she kept looking in the mirror to see if Writer Wang was lying, or if she was really beautiful. In the mirror, she was actually the same as before, but she still felt really beautiful. It's like the face is rosy, the wrinkles on the forehead are less, and the smile is on the face. But anyway, she's just pretty to be. In order to convince herself that this was true, she looked in the mirror over and over again, asking herself over and over again.

At this time, Writer Wang came back from running, suddenly came behind her, and looked at her in the mirror. Lan Lan's face turned red, and she immediately turned around, and said coquettishly, "Look at the old woman, there are some good-looking ones." ”

Writer Wang smiled and said, "It's an old woman, and she is dressed up so beautifully, just like someone's little daughter-in-law." ”

Lan Lan felt so beautiful and said, "You are making fun of me again." ”

Writer Wang stroked her face with his hand, stared straight at her with gentle eyes, and said, "You are really beautiful." I love to see you pretty. ”

Lan Lan said, "If you like it, I'll dress up for you every day." ”

In a playful tone, Writer Wang said, "Be careful, I'll fall in love with you." So saying, he washed his face and went away.

At breakfast, the two discussed attending someone else's wedding. The son of a family in the village got married and invited Wang Writer as a guest. Writer Wang wanted to take Lan Lan to the banquet together, but Lan Lan refused to go. Because they are husband and wife, but she and Wang Writer are not husband and wife, if the two of them walk together in front of the whole village, how will people think of them? So, she said, "People only invite you, but they don't have to invite me." Why should I go?"

Writer Wang said, "Even if it's with me." I don't know anyone, I don't have anyone to accompany me, and I feel so lonely when I get there. ”

Lan Lan had to agree, but she didn't want to show off in front of the whole village, so she casually changed her clothes and wiped her shoes with a rag.

Writer Wang frowned and said, "You're like this, okay?"

Lan Lan said, "Why not? I just attend other people's weddings, and I don't want to be a bride to other people." ”

Writer Wang said, "But if you go out with me, you have to make me feel faced." This is the first time I have appeared on a formal occasion in your village. ”

Listening to Writer Wang's words, Lan Lan realized that she no longer belonged to herself completely, and she was also a part of Writer Wang. It doesn't matter if she says it herself, but she can't make Writer Wang feel disgraced. So, she began to wash her hair, change her clothes, and take out her new shoes and put them on.

Writer Wang looked at her from head to toe, nodded, and said, "Very good, hold your head high, walk a few steps for me to see." ”

So, Lan Lan walked a few steps in the house with her head held high. Writer Wang was very satisfied and said, "Very good, but you have to smile a little, a smile is the sunshine of the soul, and it is the most glorious and charming place for a woman." ”

Lan Lan smiled slightly.

Writer Wang said, "You have to smile in your heart, and be brighter." ”

Seeing Writer Wang so serious, Lan Landa felt funny in her heart, she widened her smiling face and grinned the corners of her mouth wider.

Writer Wang said, "It's good, but you have to keep it, no matter what time it is, you can't be out of shape." ”

At ten o'clock, firecrackers rang out from the village. Lan Lan asked when it would pass. Writer Wang said that he would go again at eleven o'clock.

Lan Lan asked, "Is eleven o'clock too late?"

Writer Wang said, "It's not too late. Don't go too early for this kind of occasion. ”

It was eleven o'clock, and Lan Lan urged Wang to write again. Writer Wang turned off the computer, and then took out 300 yuan and gave it to Lan Lan, saying, "You still give the gift money." ”

Lan Lan said, "A hundred yuan is enough." ”

However, writer Wang said, "100 yuan is too stingy." ”

Ke Lanlan said, "We are not their relatives, why do we give so much?"

Writer Wang said, "Just 300 yuan, people can get married several times in their lives." ”

The two began to walk towards the village, and soon came to the front of a small two-story building. In front of the small building is a yard the size of half a basketball court. There are thirty or forty square tables in the courtyard, and a wedding table is set up in front of the small building. Not far from the banquet, four or five large stoves made of large gasoline drums were nervously cooking food.

Lan Lan took Writer Wang to the front of the ceremony, took out the three hundred yuan, deliberately shook it in front of everyone, and then handed it to the recipient. The recipient looked at Lan Lan with a surprised gaze and said, "You follow three hundred?"

Lan Lan was very disappreciative and said, "Yes, how?"

The recipient nodded at her in surprise and said, "I didn't expect you to be so generous, but I'm afraid the sun is coming out of the west." ”

Lan Lan didn't understand what people were saying, and said, "How can the sun come out of the west?

The recipient hurriedly said, "No, no, come to the table." ”

Entering the wedding banquet scene, dozens of square tables were almost occupied by guests, so Lan Lan took Wang Writer to stand at the entrance and look inside to see which table still had empty seats. However, she found that hundreds of pairs of eyes attending the wedding were looking at her and Writer Wang, and that gaze made her feel a little empty, wondering if everyone regarded her as Writer Wang's lover. She had never let so many people look at her like that, so she felt her face burn.

At this time, Writer Wang whispered to her, "Straighten up, raise your head, and smile." ”

She immediately remembered Writer Wang's prompt to her before going out, straightened up, raised her head, and then smiled softly at everyone. She knew that it was very false and fake, but she had to do it no matter how false it was. Otherwise, why did Writer Wang spend so much money on her? It wasn't to make her look calm, confident, and attractive in front of others.

She soon discovers that people's eyes are not laughing at her and despising her, but looking at her with envy and curiosity. Because she's never been so swaggering. Suddenly, she felt that the sky was wide and the sun was shining, as if she was a fresh water hibiscus.

She wore a beautiful and elegant light yellow floating skirt, a very high-end and foreign pure white thin long-sleeved cardigan on her upper body, a pair of precious black barrel boots on her legs, and a gorgeous and playful purple silk scarf tied around her shins. At this time, although it is April when flowers are in full bloom, because it is raining and the sky is clear, the wind is blowing from the mountains and the river, and it is still somewhat cool. So, it's too early to wear a skirt in this season and climate, and it's out of season to wear a cardigan and barrel boots. However, this out-of-season dress and outfit makes her look very bright and special. In fact, for a rural woman of Lan Lan's age, such a dress often gives people a feeling of half-earth or vulgarity, which not only ruined the clothes, but also ruined herself. Because their appearance is rough, their manners are indecent, and their country accent is too heavy, no matter how gorgeous and elegant they are, inadvertently, a word, an action or a detail exposes their true identity and true quality. However, Lan Lan's figure is excellent, her waist is straight, her face is facing the sky, her long wavy hair is draped over her shoulders, and her high heels make her tall, and she walks unhurriedly, fluttering, and very generous. Although she is not very beautiful, she wears light makeup, her cheeks are slightly red, her smile is bright, and her complexion is charming, just like a shining heroine on the screen.

Lan Lan has never been beautiful and exposed in front of the villagers. She deliberately stopped at the entrance, pretending to be looking for a vacant seat, but she wanted to show her demeanor in front of everyone.

At this time, many people were waving at her, and even shouting for her to sit on their side. This gave her that feeling of being regarded as a star by others. Although many people were greeting or talking to her, she never said a word to anyone, just pursed her lips, showed a shallow smile, and waved her hands at others with great grace and proportion. However, the more she didn't want to talk and say hello to others, the more people wanted to talk and say hello to her. When she walked to the middle of the banquet with Wang Writer, some acquaintances kept waving at her, calling her name, and even some bad men whistled at her, making sighing and teasing sounds. But she smiled and waved at them gently, without saying a word, until the man in charge of the banquet brought her and Wang Writer to the guest of honor and sat down.

Writer Wang should sit on the guest of honor table anyway, but Lan Lan can't sit on the guest of honor, because the guest of honor seat is full of guests with faces and relatives of the host family. Maybe it was because she was with Writer Wang, and people didn't want to separate them, so they arranged her in the guest of honor.

At this time, the three daughters came out of nowhere and shouted for their mother to run towards her. Compared with Lan Lan, the clothes of the three daughters are very old. But Lan Lan hugged her three daughters together, and while talking to them affectionately, she kept kissing their faces. This makes everyone feel new and weird, because rural people are not used to it.

At this time, Writer Wang took out three red tickets and gave one to each of the three children. So, like happy birds, the three children ran and jumped in the crowd with red tickets. Without waiting for them to sit in their seats, Huang Youcai said to the three children, "Give all the money to Dad, what do the children do with this extra money?"

However, the children refused to give the money to their father. Someone next to him disgusted Huang Youcai and said, "Don't lose the face of our countrymen, Writer Wang just gave the money to the child, you have to come over, aren't you afraid that these people will scold you?"

Huang Youcai defended, "I'm afraid that it's not good for children to take so much money and spend it blindly." ”

Some people said to him, "If you give you money, you won't spend it blindly? You don't know how much money you gave to the mahjong parlor." ”

In a few words, Huang Youcai couldn't say anything anymore.

Before the wedding began, the candy and melon seeds on the banquet had been snatched up, and only the pack of cigarettes was left and no one moved. At this time, someone couldn't help it, picked up the pack of Furong King cigarettes on the table, and began to open the distribution. There are 10 people at a table, and a pack of cigarettes is just enough for everyone to get two. When someone gave two cigarettes to Writer Wang, Writer Wang waved his hand and said no, and then the man gave the two cigarettes to Lan Lan. Lan Lan wanted to pick it up with her hand, but seeing that Writer Wang didn't ask for it, she also waved her hand. So, the cigarette divider put the extra four cigarettes in his pocket. However, someone next to him was angry and said, "Don't be greedy for other people's cigarettes." ”

The man who shared the cigarette said, "Neither of them wants it." ”

The man said, "Then you can't be greedy alone." So saying, he snatched two from the man's hand.

Lan Lan looked at the two people, and then at Writer Wang, and felt that the two of them were so boring and unproductive. However, if you look at the other wine tables, the plates of cigarettes, candy and melon seeds have long been empty.

Soon, the wedding began. But the wedding only lasted about twenty minutes before it ended. Everyone began to impatiently put on their chopsticks, drink and eat. Although rural people don't have to worry about eating and drinking, they still don't have much oil and water in their stomachs. As soon as I came up, I grabbed the chicken, duck and fish to eat first, and after eating the chicken, duck and fish, I grabbed the mushroom fungus and yellow flower vermicelli. In short, what is valuable, what is valuable, what is oily and watery, eat what first. As a result, in just a few minutes, the wine and vegetables on the table were swept away, and only a small pot of seaweed soup and a small plate of kelp shreds remained. And even the rice is gone. However, an old woman brought a pot of seaweed soup to herself, and used chopsticks to scoop up the seaweed and egg flowers in the soup, so that others no longer wanted to drink that pot of soup.

It makes people feel that this banquet is like a war, whoever is thick-skinned and bold is a hero. However, Lan Lan almost didn't move her chopsticks because she saw that Writer Wang was always sitting there and watching everyone grab food, and she was not embarrassed to rush to eat. Therefore, before the meal was finished, I was holding my stomach with a stomach full of anger, feeling that it was really a loss to death for giving people a gift of 300 yuan.

As soon as she left the wedding banquet and returned to the house, Lan Lan complained to Wang Shuxiu, "Isn't it wrong for you to give people so much money? ”

But Writer Wang said, "We didn't go there to have a banquet, I wanted to see how you would behave in front of the villagers." However, you performed very well today, and the people in the village will never look down on you again. (To be continued.) )