Since the last time he lost the old sow, Zhang Lao Donkey has been staying at home and not leaving the house, guarding his old cigarette pouch all day long as if he was dying, smoking wolf smoke all over the house, but his mind has been thinking about the day when the old sow will lose so neatly, that he lost not even a single hair left. However, no matter how much he pondered, he still couldn't figure out how others set himself up in the game that day. I don't believe it, since I was young, I haven't experienced a big field, but I often go to such a field, and I can be regarded as a veteran general who has been on the battlefield for a long time. He stood in the room without sitting or thinking back and forth about the various subtleties of the casino that day, trying to find signs of their condoms from those subtle places. However, there was nothing special about the day. At this time, the clucking of hens laying eggs came from the stove room, and when he heard this cry, it seemed that his heart suddenly lit up - the gambling book was there! Soon, he began to rummage around the room, the woman's needlework basket, the torn socks under the bed mat, and the broken shoe shell porch under the bed, he carefully rummaged through, and finally could not find the money, salt, sauce and vinegar that the woman saved by selling eggs on weekdays. He sighed in disappointment, and his whole body collapsed like a deflated rack car tire. Even as he slammed the old cigarette pouch in his mouth in frustration, his squinted old eyes still found something in a small hole in the wall behind the door. Suddenly, he excitedly opened his old eyes, ran to the hole in the wall, and pulled the lock of plastic cloth head like the tail of the mouse left outside the hole in the wall and pulled it out, and immediately pulled out a small plastic cloth bag. He couldn't wait to open the small plastic cloth bag, and there was indeed a roll of money inside, and the outermost was a rough one-yuan ticket, which was wrapped in some five-cent, two-cent, and one-cent bills, as well as some foreign lattices. He roughly estimated in his heart, and the money for this volume was about seven or eight yuan. He hurriedly slipped the money into the pocket of his coat, shoved the plastic sheeting grip back into the hole in the wall, and left the house like a dog.

When the big lock lady came back from outside, the old donkey was missing from the house, and her heart tightened, and she hurriedly went to see the hole in the wall behind the door. The little plastic sheeting tail left outside in the hole in the wall was obviously different from the mark she had made, and her heart sank again, and she hurriedly pulled out the plastic sheet. The plastic sheet is still the same piece of plastic sheeting, but the money I hid in it is gone. All of a sudden, her whole portrait stabbed the front heart to the back of the heart with a sharp and thick ice cube, and the whole thing was cold! No need to ask, the money for the oil, salt, sauce and vinegar of the family that she saved by selling eggs must have been taken by Zhang Lao Donkey. She sat on the ground with her ass, this old and unsuccessful loser!

When Zhang Lao Donkey's woman was young, she was definitely a handsome girl who was difficult to find in three villages and five neighbors, and she married Zhang Lao Donkey by mistake. In those years, there was constant movement and commotion, and almost all of them followed the mobilization of the people from above like crazy, tossing and turning from east to west, tossing people and horses short of materials, and every household was cleaner than their faces in their food hoards, and everyone was tightening their belts in the hope of having a stable and full meal. However, it is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice, there is nothing in the grain hoard, and no matter how clever a person is, it is impossible to make a pot of steaming steamed buns like a trick. One day, Zhang Lao Donkey's father didn't know where to get two buckets of wheat, and the family secretly released one bucket, and the other bucket was brought to a friend's house in the middle of the night. Although Zhang Lao Donkey's father is not a righteous guy, he is quite righteous towards his friends. When he saw that his friend's family was having a hard time, he promised to lend the wheat to his friend's house for emergency purposes, so that his friend's family would not starve to death. The friend was very affectionate, and he was almost kowtowing to Zhang Lao Donkey's father. Zhang Lao Donkey's brigade stopped his friend, and the two of them said a few words of gossip, that is, these few gossips, about touching the friend's team of gratitude to Zhang Lao Donkey, and promised his daughter to Zhang Lao Donkey on the spot, saying that that the bucket of wheat was a wedding gift for Zhang Lao Donkey and their family. In this way, Zhang Lao Donkey married her. Although she was not enthusiastic about the son-in-law that her father had set for her like this, after marrying into Zhang Lao Donkey's family, she still followed Zhang Lao Donkey to live. What she didn't expect was that although Zhang Lao Donkey was not like his father who ate, drank, prostituted, gambling, stealing, abducting and stealing, he was not much better than his father, and eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling were in line with his father's rut. He has also persuaded him many times to live a good life, but his own persuasion is like the wind from this ear of his old donkey and out of the other. If he gets impatient, he will scold himself for being verbose. Seeing that she couldn't persuade Zhang Lao Donkey, her heart was as cold as Ten Winter Layue, but fortunately, she soon gave birth to two daughters for Zhang Lao Donkey, and she put her whole mind on the two girls, and he Zhang Lao Donkey was making trouble outside. Fortunately, there was a people's commune in those years, and Zhang Lao Donkey still had some scruples about making a fool of himself. However, since the land arrived a few years ago, Zhang Lao Donkey is like a monkey who has gone to the hoop curse, and he has no control, as long as he succeeds, he will not go home all day and all night. In his heart Zhang Lao Donkey, this home is afraid that it is not as good as a big car shop. I am a woman, and I want to be like most of the women in the village, there is a man who can support this family and feel sorry for him, even if he is very busy and tired every day, his heart is also steady! But he has no such blessing in this life, it may be that he has done something wrong in his previous life, and this life will be like this.

Zhang Lao Donkey's woman sat on the ground, and all kinds of things since she married him Zhang Lao Donkey were suddenly reflected in front of her eyes like a movie. On weekdays, he doesn't want to see himself, but he has nothing to do, he has a child in front of him, looking at the child in front of him, these grievances are not grievances. It's just that he shouldn't have beaten himself in the old donkey, and he shouldn't have anything that doesn't go well, so he uses himself as a punching bag, and he can't tell the difference between himself, and he beats himself if he catches himself! Over the years, I don't know how many times he has beaten himself, although every time he is beaten, he will fight with him. But he must be a woman, where can he catch up with his old donkey's strength. That year, there was Ernier, and a few months later, I caught up with an unblinking rain. She thought that if the rainy production team didn't work, Zhang Lao Donkey could help her take care of her two daughters at home, and she could also take the time to remove the clothes and covers that should be washed at home, and wash them when the weather was clear. However, he hadn't finished telling him Zhang Lao Donkey about his plans, he Zhang Lao Donkey's eyes widened, his mouth bulged, and he raised his butt and left. As soon as he left, he left home, and he didn't see him for a few days and nights. It was in that rain that a half-hung man broke in. After that, he was involved with the half-hanger. Although the half-hung man is ugly and young, he knows that he loves himself, and from time to time he will help him do something at home, and he will hug himself and say some intimate words to himself. But I can't keep it all day long with a half-hanger like a couple, and if I have any grievances in my heart, I can only see the opportunity to talk to the half-hanger. Now that I have a family, I rarely come to talk to myself, the children have a small lock, and they have all started a family and lived their own lives, and their men are like this, what will be too much in the future?

She sat on the ground and stared blankly at the courtyard outside the door. This yard, I have been in this yard for 30 years, I have been in this yard for 30 years, from a young girl's house to the current old woman, this way, how many grievances I have suffered, and how much pain I have in my heart, I think that when my father promised himself to him Zhang Lao Donkey, I would never have thought that he pushed his daughter to a man who did not succeed, and I would not have thought of how many grievances his daughter had suffered over the years. If my father really had a soul over there, I don't know why he would feel uneasy all these years because of a bucket of wheat pushing his daughter into this fire pit and a family.

Zhang Lao Donkey's woman thought about it like this, and looked back at the bed in the inner room. This adobe bed is really strong, and it has been sleeping for thirty years, and it has not collapsed. If he had been a man with a hand, the adobe bed would have been replaced by a large bed made of hardwood carved with teeth. The window above the bed had broken a few pillars, like a mouth that had lost its front teeth, and was grinning at itself with bared teeth. She raised her hand and rubbed her dry eyes, over the years, her tears had secretly cried, and no matter how sad she was, no tears fell out. From the time he entered his old donkey's house to the present, how can there be tears that can't be dried? How can there be blood that can't be dried? The tears are gone, and the blood in his heart is gone, shouldn't this person also leave?

She didn't know how long she had been sitting on the floor like this, she didn't know what she was thinking, and she didn't know if she was still alive. The sun dragged some shadows in the courtyard, and the whole courtyard seemed very quiet, so quiet that she could not hear the usual sounds that were difficult to hear but could be perceived, was she already on the way to the underworld? She got up from the ground in a daze, walked to the bed in the inner room, and took out the half bottle of dichlorvos that was left from under the bed, unscrewed the cap, and drank the half bottle of dichlorvos as if she were drinking cold water.