Another crooked sickle-like crescent. The fields are misty, and the gray dirt roads are hidden in knee-high wheat fields. In the distance, the peaks of the Qinling Mountains show the majestic silhouette of black buildings. The emotional cries of the early cuckoos vanished over the silent fields and villages. On the side of the ditch on the slope of the ridge, there were two unpleasant fox cries occasionally.

Qinwa shook her hand and strode in the warm air of the spring night. He refused the sincere offer of the owner of the adobe, ate the night's dinner, put down his rice bowl, and hurried home. He had a sentence that he couldn't say, because the road was far away, he didn't go home for three or four days, and he wanted to see Yuxian. Twenty miles of flat road, at the feet of the young man, what kind of difficulty! There was a hot kang for the new daughter-in-law in the house, and the master's family had set up a temporary nest for him, which seemed too deserted. As he walked, he confidently bargained, for since the beginning of spring, he had beaten nearly a hundred stacks of adobe, and that there was a thick bundle of renminbi in the small dressing box that his father had given to Yuxian to take charge of. If you continue to do it like this, as long as a family of three does not suffer from sores and diseases, in three years, Qinwa will be able to support three large tiled houses. At that time, the father should definitely put down the stone rammer and take care of the light work at home and in the fields, or take care of the children for them...... The new society does not pay donations, does not pay the strong money, earns money, and lays all the food for themselves, as long as they are not afraid of hardship, the sun and moon of the croppers will be prosperous quickly!

Qinwa walked into the familiar village alleys of Kangjia Village, and the crescent moon sank behind the mountains, and the village was shrouded in the curtain of night. Who's dog was alarmed and barked a few times.

He stood outside the small wooden fence door of his house, a black iron lock with wet dew condensed, and the key in his father's pocket. His old man had just fallen asleep, and if he got up and opened the door, he would catch a cold from the night air, and he would be bad. There is no need to alarm the elderly...... Qinwa jumped into her small courtyard from the low earthen wall.

He tapped the bolt on the door. Call the door in the middle of the night, you can't knock and smash it again, beware of frightening the woman, Qinwa is careful!

"Come on......" The woman Yuxian was squirming and getting dressed, and it took a long time before she opened the door.

"Why don't you light the lamp?" Qinwa said casually as she walked into the house.

"Save ...... Kerosene ......," Yuxian said tremblingly.

"Hey!" Qinwa smiled, "Black goo, what kind of fuel can you save!" and struck the match with a "snap".

The room lit up. Qinwa sat on the edge of the kang and exhaled a breath, he felt tired.

"Are you still eating?" asked Yuxian, sitting on the kang.

"I've eaten it. Qinwa said, staring at Yuxian's pale face, her eyes widened in shock, "You...... Sick?"

"It's not ......" Yuxian lowered his head, "a little uncomfortable......"

He reached out and touched her forehead and said, "It doesn't have to burn ......."

"No......"

He was slightly relieved. When he took off his shoes and put them on the kang, he lowered his head and had a pair of leather shoes on the ground of his feet. He grabbed it and asked, "Whose is this?"

Yuxian dodged his eyes, and before he could answer, the lid of the red lacquered cabinet containing clothes automatically lifted with a "bang", and a head with civilized hair appeared.

"Ah......h

Qinwa gasped, and quickly understood what had happened in this room. He rushed to the cabinet, grabbed his thick hair, and pulled the winter teacher out of the cabinet. Bang - a slap, slap - another slap, the nosebleed suddenly smeared the little white face into pig liver; dong - when the chest punch, dong - when the chest punch again, the winter school teacher lay down on his feet softly, not even the sound of **; Qinwa raised her feet again.

The winter school instructor struggled to get up, "plopped", and fell to his knees at Qinwa's feet.

Qinwa had lost control, raised his foot, and kicked over Mr. Yang, who had just fallen to his knees, he turned around and scooped up an axe from behind the door, and a few words burst out from between his teeth: "Lao Tzu let your blood go tonight!"

Suddenly, Qinwa's back and arms were hugged from behind, and when he turned around, it was his father.

The old adobe guest heard the unusual noise in the room, and ran in fright, and without asking, the old man could see what was happening. He hugged his son's arm carrying the axe, didn't say a word, broke Qinwa's fingers fiercely, pulled out the axe, and threw it into the corner of the yard with a "bang". He was so tired that he gasped, dragged his crazy son out of the house, and pushed him into the small stove house where he lived.

"You killed someone on a dog day, and you want to break the law!"

"I'm on it!"

"You shouted so much that the two sides of the strait next door know, you have a face to live in the world, and I have no face to live!" The old man grabbed the open placket on his son's chest, "You just want to be angry at the time, how will it end in the future?"

It's a very strong and powerful warning. Qinwa regained her senses from the instinctive emotion of crazy revenge, stood stunned, and stopped jumping out of the door.

"Pack up the dog and let it go!" said the old adobe maker, "and roar in your throat again!"

"I'm not done with that a**!" Qinwa remembered another.

"That's an afterthought!"

When the father and son walked to the mansion, the Dongxue instructor was gone, and Yuxian was gone. The wooden gate facing the street was open, did the two elope? Qinwa let out a "hmm" and looked at her father resentfully. He didn't breathe, and suddenly sat down on the edge of the kang.

The old man turned around and walked to the front yard, and at a glance, he saw a person hanging from the locust tree. He exclaimed, lifted up his soft body, pulled off the straw rope, carried him back to the house, and put it on the kang. Under the flickering kerosene lamp, Yuxian's face was purple and black by straw ropes, and strings of white foam gushed out from the corners of his mouth, unconscious.

When Qinwa saw it, her face turned white immediately, and she sighed with a sigh of "hey-", fell to the foot of the building, and fainted.

"Oh my God......" Kang Tiansheng looked at his daughter-in-law and son on the kang and on the ground, he didn't know what to do, and threw himself on his son in despair, tears streaming down his face.