From the peak of his career, he plummeted into a deep trough in an instant. The gap in this made the xylophone feel dizzy and at a loss.

She spoke less, her face was more gloomy, and her heart was heavier. She began to suffer from insomnia and often couldn't sleep all night. During the day, he is listless, and he is also lost in doing work. I often lose this and forget that, as if I have no brain, and wander in the courtyard in a daze.

Maosheng felt sorry for the xylophone, so he didn't let her go out to work. Tell her to stay at home and calm down and recuperate. Moreover, he took care of all the housework. Cooking, feeding livestock, everything is rushed by himself, not letting the xylophone interfere. In fact, this is exactly the opposite of this. Xylophone was already busy, and once it relaxed, it aggravated the depression and pressure in her heart. She felt like a wreck, muddy and idle. Life is out of motivation, work is out of purpose. The almost closed state of life made her gradually drift away from the original ecological environment that she had long been accustomed to and adapted to, and became an empty shell with nothing to rely on, and had a tendency to develop more and more decadently.

During this period, some women also secretly came to visit the xylophone and said some words of comfort and self-care. The sour apricot woman was the first to comfort her. Then, Xue'e, Huoyazi, Lanxiang, Full Moon, Teacher Hu and Hang'er and so on went in and out of her courtyard like a marquee. The more this is the case, the more it stirs the already depressed heart of the xylophone more and more depressed and heavy.

Mao Sheng also saw that she was a little upset, so his attitude towards the visitors became lukewarm. He tried to make the people who wanted to visit the xylophone timid, because of his unwelcoming attitude, and gradually stopped stepping into the threshold of his house.

The courtyard finally quieted down, but it seemed even more lonely and lonely. The only thing that can break this unbearable loneliness is that the sour jujube lady behind the house deliberately lets go of her voice from time to time and makes an almost exaggerated laugh. The sour jujube lady seemed to let out a heavy breath. Two years ago, the sullenness caused by the bullying of Muqin and Mao Shengniang has not been comfortably spit out until today. This made her feel that God was indeed short, and the world was now rewarded.

Because of the xylophone, Maosheng's family also carefully went in and out of their own courtyard. Mao Sheng only knew how to do his work silently, put down the rake and take the broom, and was busy all day long. Jing'er blamed the fate of the xylophone on the misfortune she had made. He was very careful and didn't dare to talk at home at will. Zhong'er and Xingzi clamped their tails even more, restrained their previous arrogant madness, became well-behaved, and looked at the faces of Xylophone and Maosheng.

One day, Xingzi saw Muqin sitting in the pot house in a daze, so he carefully comforted her and said, Mother, let's go sue those people. When we were bullied at school, we went to the teacher to complain. The teacher will give those people a beating. In the future, they will not dare to move.

Although it was a child's word, it suddenly opened a window in Xylophone's heart. Yes, since you have done nothing wrong, but you have been so fooled by others, why don't you go to the higher level to complain. She seemed to see a glimmer of light, a glimmer of hope. Although she understood that the light was extremely faint and the hope was extremely slim, it was no longer as dark and desperate as it was now.

Xylophone has made up his mind, and no amount of difficulties and obstacles can stop him from appealing. Since then, she has embarked on the road of petitioning and appealing, and has become the first petitioner in the history of Beishan Commune.

She brought more than a dozen certificates of commendation for advanced units and advanced model workers for women's work, which were sufficient to prove her work achievements in recent years, and first went to the commune to defend herself. In the commune, she found Secretary Shen and Yang Xiande. Of course, her appeal will not lead to anything, and she was even unceremoniously reprimanded by the two. She wanted to find Lao Hu, but Lao Hu had already been transferred to the County Women's Federation. Of course, the newly appointed director of the Commune Women's Federation must resolutely surround Secretary Shen's decision, and he also lashed out at Xylophone.

Later, she found the county and met Deputy County Magistrate Du and Lao Hu, deputy director of the County Women's Federation. Both of them kindly persuaded Xylophone to give up petitioning. It is said that since it is a collective decision of the commune, no one can overturn the case. Let's go back to the village with peace of mind and participate in labor and production.

Xylophone just doesn't believe in this evil child. She said that what I did was no different from what the central government demanded, so why should I be dealt with. I won't stop without a result.

So, if it doesn't work once, it will be twice, twice and three times, and so on, month after month. After nearly a year of hard work, there was no result at all.

During this period, in the sound of gongs and drums, Ye'er married into the Yao family of the commune hospital.

On the day of the wedding, the flamboyant marriage formation really stunned the people of Xinghua Village. Ye Er wore a red velvet tights and sat on a makeshift sedan chair converted from a bamboo recliner carried by two people. She wore red leather shoes, white silk gloves, a red scarf on her head, and a bright watch on her wrist. fluttering and shaking, like a heavenly maiden descending to earth, the mountain god out of the mountain. In front, the ordinary drummers opened the way and swaggered away. The sound of firecrackers rang out from Sour Xing's house to the distant mountain pass.

The people who sent their relatives back were amazed at the beauty of the new house and the complete furniture. Many things have never been seen before, and they can't be named at all. For example, the drama box, you can listen to any play you want, it is not as rigid as in the radio, and someone has to arrange the program in it. What's even more strange is that the groom's family has a "little movie". It's just a small cabinet of dust, and there are people on it, which is better than the movie. People say that Ye'er is really a blessing, and she fell into the blessing hoard all of a sudden. praised Sour Apricot's good skills, and told Ye'er to such a good family.

For a few days after Ye'er got married, Jing'er didn't think about tea, and she was lazy to eat, like a little plague chicken with blood mold. He kept his head shut all day, and worked hard with all his strength. Sometimes, he also took Maosheng's cigarette pouch and pot, followed his example, and held back his strength and inhaled vigorously. With each puff, I coughed for a while, until my face was red and my neck was thick, and tears and snot flowed together.

Mao Sheng was distressed, and cursed in a low voice that the two of them were bullying the poor and loving the rich, and scolded Ye'er for having no beads. He was angry from the pain, so he poured his anger on the chickens, dogs, geese and ducks. There are often sounds of chickens flying and dogs jumping and smashing pots and bowls at home. Gradually, he poured his anger on Zhong'er and Xingzi again. When the two of them clamped their tails and ate honestly, he would also scold, only knowing what to support the food and cost money.

Finally, one day, he fainted, and once again vented his anger on the xylophone. He scolded the xylophone for not doing his job, and he knew that he ran around all day long, and never took Jing'er's affairs to heart. The xylophone, which was running in full swing, was tired of listening to Maosheng's nagging. With such a fuse, the quarrel between the two inevitably broke out.

The xylophone used her unique soprano to shout sharply, what's the matter, I'm sassy, am I going to find a wild man, or am I going to recruit a wild man. Look at you, you're wearing a man's skin. If you still have a man's root, go out the door with your chest straight. is fierce at the door of his own pot, what kind of hero. What did I go out for, not for the word "poor". If you weren't poor, we would let others look down on you, would Jing'er still be like you?

Maosheng doesn't give way, let's farm the land. We are farmers, and farming is a matter of course. After the land is planted, do you still have to worry about spending money?

Xylophone hated, plant, plant, this person has been planted for hundreds of years, and he is not so poor that he doesn't even wear pants. If you continue to plant like this, I am afraid that you will not be able to afford even a fig leaf.

Maosheng was a little defeated, and he forgot all about the dismissal and dismissal of Xylophone. He howled, good, good, you can, you are fierce, you are a party member, you are a cadre. You're crazy, run, this family is also going to be bad. Wait until you run into the prison and see who will bring you prison food.

Xylophone is still unrelenting, why should I go to prison. What I did was the same as what the central government said. Ming'er, I'll go to the city. If I don't figure this out, I won't come back. I have to see if the Commune's reason can stand, or whether mine is more solid.