Wang Bo carried Jiang Mei and walked slowly on the deserted square street around the city. On the way to slow down, Jiang Mei told Wang Bo the ending of the rice noodle shop that made Zhang Xiaojun think hard and finally broke his wife: on the second day of the divorce, that is, yesterday, "Sister Jiang Rice Noodles" closed its door and hung up a sign for rent, ending its dismal business for less than two months.

Wang Bo asked Jiang Mei the reason for the divorce, Jiang Mei said that the divorce was first proposed by Zhang Xiaojun, and on the night of the proposal, Zhang Xiaojun had an affair, and the other party was a widow who used to kill ducks together in the big market, and had always looked at Zhang Xiaojun differently and never forgot it. However, this is not the main reason why she agreed to divorce Zhang Xiaojun. The main reason is because she and Zhang Xiaojun have no foundation to continue, and her feelings for Zhang Xiaojun have been worn out by Zhang Xiaojun again and again. She couldn't stay in that cold home that made her feel a trace of warmth, and Zhang Xiaojun, especially Zhang Xiaojun's mother, probably saw that she was also a thorn in the eye and a thorn in the flesh, so she wanted to get rid of it quickly.

"The woman has always liked him, because he has not married another person for two years. This divorce, whether it is good for me, Zhang Xiaojun and his mother, or for the woman, is a relief and fulfillment. With that woman's funding, Zhang Xiaojun can soon make a comeback. Hello, I'm good, she's good, hehe, it's the best of all three, isn't it?" Jiang Mei laughed for the first time, but this smile was more ugly than crying. Tears flashed on his face, and even in the dim and dull car, Wang Bo was clearly visible.

"It's just bitter for my child!I, I'm not a good mother!" Jiang Mei blinked. Two lines of tears gushed out like a spring, along the snow-white face. Slide down quickly.

Wang Bo was sad, looked out through the windshield, and found that he had unconsciously driven the car to the end of the fifty-meter street. Fifty-meter Street is a two-way, six-lane road connecting Sifang City and Chengnan Development Zone. However, there is not even a ghost shadow in the current development zone, and it is still in the planning map of the municipal government, and only a dead-end road with a head and no end has been built. The real development of the development zone will have to wait until after the earthquake of 08. Now on both sides of this big road. It's all farmland, and it's a dead-end road with no end or end, so few cars usually pass this way. There is basically no transportation function.

At the end of the fifty-meter street is a rural dirt road, and near there is a dam that is stacked with road materials. The original pile of river sand and gravel and other road construction materials have long since been used up, and now only a clump of weeds remains.

Wang Bo saw that the dam in front of him was wide. A dozen steering wheels. He turned the van in and drove forward for twenty or thirty meters, until it reached a few leafy eucalyptus trees, then it stopped and turned off the engine.

Without the deep roar of the engine, Wang Bo, who was in the wilderness, suddenly felt quiet, it can be said that everything is silent, except for Jiang Mei next to him from time to time. Faint sobbing. This sob, he didn't notice it while driving. Now that there is no interference from other sounds, it is unusually prominent in this lonely wilderness, and it sounds bleak and sad.

Wang Bo opened the car door, went around, came to the co-pilot, opened the co-pilot's door, hugged the woman who was sobbing softly and crying silently from the seat, closed the door, opened the side door next to him again with one hand, and carried Jiang Mei into the more spacious back row.

I don't know if it's my own delusion, but after two months, when Wang Bo picked up Jiang Mei for the second time, he found that the woman in his arms was much lighter than the crimson night when he was in the Jinqiao Hotel for the first time!

I really don't know how she survived these two months!

Jiang Mei, who was held in Wang Bo's arms, seemed to find some support and comfort, and after enduring a night like a flood bursting the embankment, she finally couldn't help crying, crying sadly, desolate, full of countless pains and grievances.

"Cry, cry heartily. The misery, grievance, sorrow, and despair in your heart ...... Cry out for everything. Wang Bo said in his heart, but he didn't say a word, but kept wiping the warm tears that gushed out from the woman's two eye sockets like spring water.

Jiang Mei cried a lot in Wang Bo's arms.

Memories flashed through her mind like a movie replay.

She thought of when she was eighteen years old, when she walked out of the mountains for the first time and came to Sifang County to work in a restaurant in Sifang. During my part-time job, I met Zhang Xiaojun, who was also a maid in the restaurant. At that time, Zhang Xiaojun was honest and shy, but with a positive sunshine and vitality. After a short time, she developed a good impression of this angular, handsome, and positive man.

And Zhang Xiaojun, facing the beautiful and gentle Jiang Mei, was almost completely love at first sight.

Two young people who have a good impression of each other and love each other soon fell in love, played friends, and fell in love.

The most half year of falling in love with Zhang Xiaojun was the happiest and happiest day for Jiang Mei in her entire girlhood.

Then, he met a proposal from a 10,000-yuan household in the village. When his father saw the money, he faced the 6,000 yuan bride price sent by the other party, a huge sum of money that he had never seen before, and even nodded in agreement, wanting to promise himself to the other party.

But Jiang Mei at that time, Mo said that she looked down on the son of a 10,000-yuan household who was lazy, stealing chickens and dogs, and had a very bad reputation in the village, even if she could afford it, she had already made a private agreement with Zhang Xiaojun for life at that time, and the two of them drew countless blueprints for the future, where would she betray Zhang Xiaojun and climb another high branch?

Jiang Mei immediately objected, faced her tough father, and even stood by the deep well to fight to the death, and finally forced her stubborn father to bow his head. But her father also put forward a condition: she wants to marry Zhang Xiaojun's poor bastard, but she has to let the other party make up a bride price of 6,000 yuan, otherwise everything will be lost!

And it was these 6,000 yuan that planted the root of Zhang Xiaojun's mother Xie Decui's dissatisfaction with it, and even her deep resentment!

Zhang Xiaojun, who died early and had only one mother in the family, was already poor and white, and in order to make up the 6,000 yuan to marry her, the two mothers borrowed money everywhere. So much so that in the first two years of Jiang Mei's marriage, life was quite difficult, and the family often had a meal. No more pause. Usually, don't talk about eating meat, even side dishes may not be available. Because the self-reserved land that is generally used to grow small vegetables such as onions, onions, garlic seedlings, etc., has been planted by Xie Decui with pigweed to feed pigs. The family often ran out of food to eat. When the neighbors found out, they let them go to their own plot to fold vegetables. Wang Bo's mother, Zeng Fanyu, is the one who screams the most and is the most diligent, not only letting them go to their backyard to pick vegetables. Sometimes, I often use a basket to carry the vegetables that I can't eat to them. Jiang Mei felt grateful every time she thought of Wang Bo's family's kindness to their family. Later, even if the family was rich and rich, his attitude towards Wang Bo's family was respectful. It hasn't changed. Sometimes Zhang Xiaojun met Wang Jichang and Zeng Fanyu, who had helped him, but he raised his head like a big dog and turned a blind eye, and Jiang Mei would say a few words about her husband afterwards.

Poor couples mourn everything. Not to mention this kind of poverty. To a large extent, it is due to the greed of the old man Jiang Mei. Not long after Jiang Mei married into the Zhang family, she experienced first-hand what it means to be a "bad mother-in-law" - instigating and provoking, making things out of nothing, making trouble out of nothing, and using the topic to play...... In all this, Xie Decui staged his eighteen martial arts on Jiang Mei in turn, singing one after another. And ginger plum. It's almost like today's tears are dry, tomorrow they're wet, tomorrow's tears are dry. The day after tomorrow it will be wet again. It can be said that in the first two years of marrying into the Zhang family, Jiang Mei was about to cry all the time by Zhang Xiaojun's wife.

Although the family is poor and destitute, and there is an unreasonable and obedient mother-in-law at the head of the house, Jiang Mei has no regrets and has never regretted her choice. She even felt that the reason why her mother-in-law treated her like this was also understandable to some extent. Such a situation at home is indeed caused by her money-greedy old man. She should be paying off her old man's debts. Therefore, whether it is Xie Decui's scolding or sarcasm, Jiang Mei has always been obedient and never refutes, she is really angry, so she ran to the field where no one was around, cried out the sadness and grievances in her heart, and then wiped away her tears, as if nothing had happened, and when she returned home, what should she do.

She was originally a hard-working and down-to-earth person who endured hardships and was willing to work hard; Zhang Xiaojun and Xie Decui, aside from their character, were not lazy people. Two years later, when the family worked hard and repaid the thousands of loans, the family's life slowly improved.

The real take-off of the Zhang family began with the killing of ducks in the big market. In the past two years of killing ducks in the big market, Jiang Mei and Zhang Xiaojun got up early and stayed up all night, and it only took two years to tear down the previous thatched hut and build a building with one floor and one bottom. I had a color TV at home, a refrigerator, a telephone, and a motorcycle that was the envy of countless neighbors on the team.

If the first two years of farming at home were "dark times" for Jiang Mei, then the two years of killing ducks in the big market should be regarded as her "bright era". With the improvement of the economic conditions at home, Jiang Mei slowly found that her mother-in-law's complaints and resentments were also less, less time for black faces, and more time for smiling faces. At this time, Jiang Mei finally began to smile, and had a feeling of turning over as a serf and singing, feeling that she and Zhang Xiaojun had worked hard for several years, and finally got through.

Until Wang Bo's rice noodle shop opened in Sifang!

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The memories of these four or five years are like old photos arranged in chronological order, flashing away in front of Jiang Mei's eyes. She felt as if she had a long dream that was so real that it could be fake, and many scenes in the dream, even after several years, were vivid and vivid, as if they were yesterday. In it, there is happiness, laughter, frustration, pain, and all kinds of unspeakable grievances.

And all this, whether happy or sad, joyful or sorrowful, even the despair that she could not speak, could only hide in the bottom of her heart, or could only squat alone in a deserted field and cry, henceforth would leave her and become the darkness of ignorance. Five years ago, she was desperate for everything, like a moth to a fire, with a resolute heart into the arms of love, but five years later, she finally had nothing, and ended up alone and sadly left. Her persistence, her countless longings and beliefs for love, now seem like a joke. She doesn't blame anyone, she doesn't resent anyone, but why is fate so impermanent and ruthless? She doesn't even have a little way to live or hope!

Thinking like this, Jiang Mei was sad again, and tears gushed out and rippled down.

Suddenly, the sad and inexplicable Jiang Mei turned over and sat up from Wang Bo's arms, faced each other, looked at Wang Bo who was close at hand, and said, "Bo'er, I'm leaving tomorrow." I don't know when I'll be able to come back in the future. With such a farewell, the chance of seeing each other in the future is probably slim. I, can I ask you something?"

Wang Bo raised his hand to wipe away the tears on Jiang Mei's face, took out the soft paper in his pocket and wiped it off for her one by one, and finally grabbed Jiang Mei's slightly cool hands with both hands, and said softly: "Say it, Sister Mei." As long as I can do it, I will promise you whatever you say. ”

"Do 'that' with me again......"

Wang Bo never expected Jiang Mei to make such a request, but he was only stunned for a moment before reacting.

"Sister Mei, that has always been my biggest wish in my dreams. Wang Bo muttered softly, then stopped talking, hugged Jiang Mei, and with a force, he once again held the woman in his arms.

It was a night without stars and moons, and the two people sitting in the van couldn't see each other, and could only confirm each other's presence by touching.

Wang Bo stroked the face of the woman who had been put down on his knee on his back with his hand. The woman's cheeks are soft and slightly cool. He soon felt that there was an extra small hand on the back of his hand, and the little hand was cold, even with a slight tremble. This trembling did not take long for this and that, and soon, Wang Bo found that the whole body of the woman he was holding in his arms began to tremble slightly, as if swinging.

So, Wang Bo no longer hesitated, leaned over, lowered his head, and breathed in the breath in the darkness, the only place where the hot breath was spewed...... (Well, that's the second push of the pig's feet.) In view of the strict rules of the starting point, the official content of this chapter ends here, and there is a follow-up of 6,000 words, or the outer fan, the old blind man has not done anything, and he has written it for two days, which is both exciting and painful. Excitement is done in one go, like flowing water, and pain is "a blind man lighting a lamp in vain", and he can't sell it for money, woo...... But the old blind said this, don't think it's yellow and colorful, that thing is too low-level, and the old blind doesn't play with that thing. Written by the old fool, it is very literary and beautiful, like a dream, and it is no problem to put it at the starting point two or three years ago. To use a movie analogy, uh, I feel like Ang Lee's "Lust and Caution". The old rules, put it in the VIP group in the future, and find the administrator or group owner if you want to see it. When you want, book friends below the helmsman please consciously provide a screenshot of the full order and a one-yuan reward or a five-cent red envelope. The reason is very simple, because there are too many words, 6,000 words, which is equivalent to two official chapters! The old blind time was too long, and it took two whole days. When Lei Feng works in vain, it can be done once, twice, three times, and many times, the old blind is a layman, his ideological consciousness is limited, he has no motivation, and he has no energy to continue to work. Collect a little money, and give me a motivation and reason to continue writing in the future. I wish all VIP book friends a pleasant reading :))

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