The sun hung red on the top of Ao Mountain that day, and Mangwa looked at the sun like a blood ball and said, "Hehe! Strange, why did the sun come out of the west today?" He didn't sleep well last night, and just woke up from the haze, so he went to Aunt Jin's consignment store with a wine bottle to drink. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info he started drinking and smoking leaves again, as for the eight precepts set by the doctor, he had long left it behind.

He no longer had to walk with a cane, but he walked a little slowly, like a duck. "Auntie. Have you had breakfast?" he asked, as he approached the yellow kudzu tree. Aunt Jin was mixing boiling water for the guests who were drinking tea: "Haha! What time is it? I haven't eaten breakfast yet?" The guests drinking the tea also laughed: "Haha! It's almost dark! Brother Mang is holding that black peony and falling asleep, right?"

Mangwa realized that she had slept all day, so she picked at her well-shaven bald head and said, "Ball! Lao Tzu thinks that today's sun is coming out of the west!" His friendship with Huang Chunhua has become a joke in the teahouse.

It is the busy season in the countryside, and there are very few people who drink tea. Aunt Jin was busy for a while, so she brought a cup of tea to Mangwa, sat next to him and said, "Alas. Brother Damang. You're almost gone. It's time to go to the city to see the Cuihua girl. After all, she gave birth to a promising son for you!"

Mangwa didn't say anything when he heard it, in fact, he also had this idea in his heart, but his legs and feet were inconvenient. Aunt Jin said: "I heard that her life is very hard, all by setting up a vegetable stall, to pay for your son's tuition, and to support a daughter." Alas, you're all miserable!"

Mangwa said with a heavy heart: "Alas. I'll see what she's up to. Nothing can help them!" Aunt Jin said: "You go and see her, maybe she will remember the old love and marry you!" Mangwa smiled coldly when she heard this: "Hehe! I am like this now, isn't it adding frost to her snow?"

Aunt Jin sighed sadly and said nothing. When a tea guest came, she got up to greet her. Mangwa took out the cigarette stick, slowly put on the leaf cigarette and smoked, but the charming body of Cuihua floated in her mind. Since Cuihua left him, he has not touched a woman again, and for more than ten years, he has always been nostalgic for the feeling of sleeping with her.

I'll go tomorrow to see if she still has affection for me. He finally made up his mind.

The weather was fine the next day, with the sun shining in the yard. Mangwa wore a clean Zhongshan coat and found an old hat to wear on her bald head, looking like a middle-aged peasant. However, it seems that there is still some handsome temperament of a man, but he has a crutch in his hand, which is a bit like a disabled beggar.

"Dad. Why are you cleaning up today as you did when you were young?" Xiai walked into the yard with a bowl of porridge and two steamed buns, and asked with a smile. He came over every morning with breakfast, and waited for Mangwa to eat before going to work in the city.

"Lao Tzu wanted to go to the city and see the newly built high-rise buildings. Damn, I haven't been in town in years!" he lied. Xiai took out a bill from his coat pocket and gave it to his father and said, "The bus has already arrived in the village, so you can take the bus!"

When Mangwa saw that it was a five-dollar bill, she happily put it in her trouser pocket. He knew that his son came home late in the evening and did not have time to go shopping with him. "Love, love, I'll wash the dishes myself. You're going to go to work first. Xiai gave him a hat on his head, took care of him a few more words, and went out.

He didn't go on the bus because he was reluctant to spend that dollar. I didn't take the main road, but walked slowly upstream along the river. He was afraid that Chunhua would see it, and he didn't want to meet acquaintances, just like when he asked Cuihua to go to the movies, his heart was full of happy first love emotions.

When Mangwa walked into the city, it was almost noon. He looked at the streets that had become wider, the tall buildings, and said to himself, "Hehe!

He found the vegetable market and just wanted to meet Cuihua, but was pushed to the ground by a group of young people. The men were armed with iron rods and knives in their hands, slashing and slashing in the market. A lot of people were scared and ran in all directions. "Fight! Call the police!" Mangwa heard someone shout. So he hurried to the side of the street, but the crutch in his hand fell in the middle of the street, and a woman rushed into the street, picked up his crutch, ran to the mangwa, helped him up, and then handed him the crutch, and said, "Hide away, they are fighting in a group, and they will hurt you." ”

Mangwa heard that the voice was a little familiar, so she raised her eyes and shouted in surprise: "Cuihua." It's you!" The woman who helped him was his wife, Cuihua. She was wearing a very old overalls with a few scars. There were also a few wrinkles at the corners of those beautiful eyes. She looked at the man in front of her, who had become a little old, first stunned for a moment, and then burst into tears of excitement.

Cuihua choked up and said, "You, why did you become like this!" After all, they hadn't seen each other for more than ten years, and the emotions in Mangwa's heart were completely revealed on his face, and he looked at her fixedly, so excited that he couldn't speak.

People in police uniforms came, and those who fought were hiding everywhere. Cuihua helped the mangwa and ran to another street. There's her vegetable stall there. "Ouch! these knife-beaten people have knocked over my dishes!" Cuihua shouted in panic, leaving the baby and running to her vegetable stall.

The ground was full of eggplant, pepper and tomatoes, and some vegetables were trampled on the street, so Cuihua picked up those vegetables that could still be sold for money and put them in bamboo baskets on the side of the street. Mangwa also went to help her pick it up: "The city is so messy." He muttered. Cuihua is picking up the rotten vegetables, which can be eaten by herself after being washed. She looked up at Mangwa and said, "You haven't been in the city for years, have you? Now in the city, it's almost like the underworld!

Mangwa didn't say anything, and when she saw Cuihua put those rotten vegetables in a plastic bag and carried them in her hand, she sighed and said, "Alas." It's better to be more stable in the township!" Cuihua cleaned up the vegetable stall and asked an old man selling vegetables next to her to show her, so she said to Mangwa, "Let's go! Let's go home." It's time for lunch. ”

Cuihua's voice was soft, and the sentence "Let's go home" was like spring sunshine warming in Mangwa's heart. From time to time, he glanced at her still somewhat charming face, and asked with a sigh, "Cuihua." You've had a hard time all these years, haven't you?" Cuihua lowered her head and walked silently for a while before she said bitterly: "Alas, I have been widowed for more than ten years. ”

Mangwa didn't know what she meant, so she watched the street scene on both sides in silence. "It's home!" said Cuihua. He looked up, and in front of him was an old six-story building. Cuihua wanted to help him, "I can still walk." He smiled.

The house was tidy and tidy, and the mangwa didn't know where to stand when she went in. He didn't take off his shoes, Cuihua took off the shoes on his feet and changed them into a pair of slippers. "Don't you have a backache when you stand, sit on the couch!" she said. Mangwa put the crutch in her hand on the edge of the wall. I sat down on the somewhat old couch.

Cuihua brought the vegetables into the kitchen, and came to sit next to him, but buried her head and did not speak. She wondered if she should tell him a secret that had been buried in her heart for more than ten years. Mangwa was looking at the furnishings in the room, not paying attention to the rosy on her face. "Brother Mang. Do you remember the last night we slept together?" she asked, shyly.

The flush on her face had turned like a glow, "Oh. I drank that night, hehe. Mangwa stared at her and said with some embarrassment. Cuihua glanced at him and said, "You were so fierce that night! toss me until dawn!" and then, she didn't say any more, and Mangwa suddenly took her in her arms, and just wanted to kiss her on the face, when the door opened with a "ping-pong" sound.

Sook Sook ran into the house with a fork, slammed the door shut, as if she had been chased back, and went to the window to look downstairs for a while, before she turned around and kicked angrily, "Hey! I was almost caught by the police!"

"Sook. Are you going to fight again?" asked Cuihua as she stood up in surprise. Sook-sook had a piece of gauze on her head and some blood on her face. As soon as she wanted to speak, she saw the reckless baby sitting on the sofa at a glance. "Mom. Who is this old bald head?" Cuihua was very angry, so she scolded loudly: "You girl, why don't you understand the rules at all......!

Before Cuihua finished speaking, Shushu called out, "Mom." You still say that mine is not, he looks like a begging for food! Why did you find an old man like this? Cuihua's face turned pale with anger when she heard this, and she said sadly: "Why did I give birth to your daughter! You fool around outside all day long, fighting everywhere and causing trouble, and the public security bureau has found your home! I should have told them to arrest you and leave!"

Mangwa listened to the quarrel between the mother and daughter, her face was red and white with embarrassment, but she was surprised and thought: "Why does this girl look like her brother, if her brother and sister stand together, it will be a pair of twins!" He sat there thinking, but Shushu came over and pulled him up and blamed him, "Oh! Look at my sofa is dirty, ouch, I don't change my shoes! You go out quickly!"

"Oh. Oh. I should," Mangwa said, standing at a loss. He glanced at the girl in front of him, and then at Cuihua's sad face, "This girl doll's temper is really a bit like mine!" he thought.

"What are you still standing for, do you want to stay in my house?" said Shushu angrily, and pushed Mangwa to the door, opening the door to push him out. Cuihua was so angry that she jumped to her feet, and when she saw the crutch by the wall, she picked it up and wanted to beat her daughter. "You dead girl. He's, he's my guest, or is it your brother's own father! Are you treating him like this? Look at me if I don't teach you a good lesson today!"

Cuihua scolded, and raised her crutch and hit Shushu. Shushu hurriedly ran away, and said while hiding: "Hey! So he's your old husband! Haha! You like him too! Mom, you're a 'hungry crow, not afraid of the smell of dead rats'." Cuihua was so angry that she desperately went to hit Shushu. Mangwa stood at the door, and thought angrily in her heart: Why did she give birth to a daughter like this?

I can't stay here any longer. Mangwa sighed and said, "Cuihua." Forget it. I'd better go!" he turned and walked downstairs. Cuihua chased to the door and shouted: "Brother Da Mang." Don't go!" Mangwa glanced back at her, and Sookok rushed out, pulled her into the house, and slammed the door shut.

Disappointed and angry, Mangwa walked downstairs, and as soon as he reached the street, his crutch fell from the upper floor and almost hit him on the head. Shushu scolded at the upstairs window: "You are not allowed to pester my mother again in the future! Otherwise, otherwise I will ask my buddies to clean you up!" Cuihua's cry also came from upstairs: "Oh my God!

He had no choice but to pick up the crutch, pull a bitter face, and with a complicated heart, slowly wander through the streets. It was already after noon, and he felt a little hungry, so he walked towards a noodle shop, and as soon as he sat down, the waiter came over and asked, "Old comrade." What kind of noodles do you want to eat?" "Let's make fried noodles!" Mangwa said. The waiter said, "Three dollars a bowl." Pay first. Mangwa raised her head and looked at her and asked, "Didn't you eat and then give money?" "Haha! In the past, the previous rules have long been changed! Now there are too many people who don't pay for eating." ”

"Oh. Mangwa nodded, and went to touch the money in her clothes, but found all the pockets on her body, but the five yuan that she gave him in the morning was gone. He wondered anxiously where he had lost the money. "Do you have any money?" the waiter asked annoyedly.

Mangwa was a little embarrassed and said, "The money is lost." He had no choice but to get up and walk outside. The waiter said sarcastically behind his back, "Fortunately, you don't look like a rich man, and you want to eat white food." Mangwa looked back at her viciously, and wanted to get angry but knew that she was at a loss, so she turned around and left in a reluctant. "It must have been stolen by that wicked woman. He thought as he walked.

When he walked home, the sun had already run behind Ao Mountain. He felt tired and thirsty, so he walked into the kitchen, the pot was cold, there was nothing to eat, he had to scoop a scoop of cold water in the water tank, and just wanted to drink, Huang Chunhua walked in. "Where did you go today? I searched everywhere and you couldn't find it. She asked.

"Oh. I went into the city for a day. Mangwa said. Chunhua looked at the clothes on his body and laughed: "Haha! Why are you dressed like Hanako? Why don't you wear the new clothes I bought for you?" I am not used to wearing it. Mangwa said. He walked out of the kitchen, sat down on the stone pier in front of the door, took out his cigarette stick and wanted to smoke, Chunhua looked at the embroidered cigarette pouch and said, "Your ugly cousin won't come back tonight, you go and help him guard the melon!"

Mangwa knew that they had planted watermelons by the river, and the little landlord was afraid that others would steal them, so he took a pick-up of watermelons to sell in the city during the day, and went to the river to guard his watermelons at night. "Oh. I'll go after I smoke. He was smoking a cigarette on his mouth, but he was still thinking about the embarrassing things he encountered at Chunhua's house.

Chunhua didn't see the change in his heart, so he said, "Brother Da Mang." Wait a minute, I'll get dinner ready and I'll send you to the melon shed!" she kept her eyes on Mangwa, and an elusive smile appeared on her face.