Of course, some people want to ask, you say that you love literature, but why can't you write it when you need to? What kind of literature do you love? If someone asks like that, I have to defend myself.

Nowadays, I have bought a lot of novels from ancient and modern times, and I have found that some of the world's great writers have times when they can't write them. Tolstoy, for example, sometimes gets caught up in the confusion of writing.

To write this kind of thing, you must first have a mood, and secondly, you must feel something in order to make a difference. The feeling here is all about feeling and inspiration. So, you can't write something hard. Even if it is written, it will not be favored by people.

Before the three girls could reply, someone came to the door. One night, I had a dream in which I dreamed that a tiger covered in red fur had come into my bed and was going to eat me.

I was scared into a cold sweat and woke up in a state of horror.

As soon as I woke up the next morning, there were two or three magpies flying around in front of my house. There is a saying in the countryside: magpies chirp, happy events come to my house. He also said that the morning report was good, the evening newspaper was rich, and the guests were called to come at noon.

Whether it's superstition or foreshadowing, people have an indescribable love for magpies anyway. That day, our family felt that something good might be about to happen.

With this idea in mind, we left my mother at home, and my eldest brother and father and I went to the fields to sow wheat.

In the middle of the morning, my mother suddenly walked to the field, came to us with a look of excitement and said to me, my father and my eldest brother, "Let Jianming go home, a girl and her father have come to the house after hearing his marriage notice." ”

"Alright then," said the father, "the land is almost finished, so let him go back first." "But how do you see how dirty I look?" I said. "Then you won't wait until you get home to change your clothes. Mother said.

I followed my mother home. I saw a girl with long hair in a red sweater sitting in the yard of my house. It reminds me of the dream that woke me up last night: "Red-haired tiger," red-haired, red-haired, red-sweater, tiger, oh, woman is tiger. It's the girl in the red sweater. Yes, what happened in the dream is what happened today.

When the girl saw me returning, she hurriedly turned her head away. Not far from her was a man in his fifties, probably her father.

The girl didn't talk to me because she was shy, she just lowered her head and put her hands on her lap and fiddled back and forth, but her father greeted me.

I was about to sit down and talk to him, when my mother called me out in the house, and kept winking. I hurried to my mother's side. My mother asked me to change into the clothes she had prepared, and whispered to me, "It's almost noon, so let's go to the market and buy some vegetables." ”

"Okay. With that, I went back to the yard and got on my bike to leave. When the girl's father saw it, he hurriedly stood up and asked me, "Baby, what are you going to do?" I said.

"Don't go grocery shopping, just cook a little bit of homely food. "I'm not going grocery shopping. I said. That's when my mother came out.

She pulled the old man to sit down, and then said, "You see you all the way here, how can we be happy if we don't fry a few dishes." ”

After speaking, my mother looked at me who was stunned and said, "Jianming, why don't you go quickly, wait a minute, there will be no one in the market." Oh, you go and talk to your sister and ask her to come and help me at noon. "Okay. I answered, got on my bicycle, went to my sister's house, and then headed to the market.

When I returned, my sister, my mother and the girl were already busy. Although the kitchen in my house was so low that it could touch the girl's head, she didn't dislike it at all, and even helped out with this and that as if she were in her own home. My father also had a pleasant chat with her father.

From her father's mouth, we learned that their father and daughter were from Luying Township, Nanyang County, and the girl turned out to be the old man's youngest daughter. He also has a son and two daughters.

Just because the girl was very young, because her mother didn't like her, she gave her to a family in a nearby village as an adopted daughter. The couple were both disabled, the man was mute and the woman was lame, which was unfortunate in the first place.

However, it was even more unfortunate that the girl had grown to the age of six, the mute father had died, and when she had reached the age of sixteen, and the lame mother had died, leaving her alone and an orphan, living every day in a small room left by her parents with nothing but fear and fear, and at night men kept knocking on her door.

The old man saw that his daughter was pitiful, so he took her back. However, the girl's mother refused to take her in. Her reason is that she has given it to others since she was a child, and now she has no feelings when she takes it back.

Over this matter, the old couple had an argument. The wife said to the old man, if you want her, you want her, and we will be separated from now on, my son and I are a family, and you and her family. The old man had no choice, so he lived with his daughter, and it was regarded as his own stove and his own life.

After the family was separated, the old man, in addition to his daughter, had to bring his father, who was already over seventy years old, to live in an old house on the slope of a small river. The old house was originally the machine room of the production team, and the old man bought it with money.

The father and daughter lived on a few acres of barren land by the river. Those barren fields were originally just patches of weeds, but they were turned into fertile fields by a nail rake in the hands of the old man.

The father and daughter had lived in that old house for two or three years, and the daughter had grown into a beautiful girl. The girl was introduced to work in Guangdong, and she was stingy with money, so she saved some savings, and the old man used her money to buy a fund-raising worker for her in Nanyang.

In the blink of an eye, her daughter has reached the age of marriage. So, the father and daughter discussed, wanting to find a son-in-law for the girl who fell to the door to support the old man.

"I don't count on my son, and I can't count on it. Speaking of the end, the old man said dejectedly. When we asked him why he thought that, he said that his daughter-in-law was a man with an eye for money.

When she heard that you had sold things and had money in hand in those days, she was very affectionate to you, and the left father had the title of father, and served tea and water every day, asking for warmth and cold. When you are moved by her enthusiasm and give her the money on her body, she immediately turns her face and denies people.

When he encounters such a daughter-in-law, can he count on his son?

While chatting, the old man suddenly asked my father as if he remembered something: "With such good conditions as your family, and you have a house, and your children are good-looking, why don't you find one nearby, and you also want to ask for marriage on the radio." ”

"Our baby has a high vision, and we can't find a suitable one nearby. My father said in the round. The old man nodded, and began to talk about me and the girl.

He said, "In a situation like your family, I can consider letting my daughter come to your house and take me with me." "What about your father? My father asked him. "I'll leave him something to eat, and let him take care of himself. If I do leave, his grandson will take care of him. The old man said.

Then the old man told us again about his thoughts on my marriage to his daughter. He said that he would come over with his daughter after a while when he got home, and let her go to our market, and I would take her to my house on a bicycle, and spend two or three thousand yuan to buy some furniture, and then treat her.

So, we talked about our respective family situations. At times like these, it's usually the time to play with the eyes of the heart. How to play with the eyes of the heart? Say what should be said, and don't say what shouldn't be said.

However, our family is all straight, where would we think of such details? My father somehow told me that my second brother was impotent.

If you want to say that my father is really fine, what kind of topic do you want to chat, what kind of topic is not good, but you want to mention your second son's X impotence, is your son very glorious when he has X impotence?

As soon as he had finished talking about it, the old man hastened to ask me if there was anything wrong with me, as if he had been stung by a bee, and how many of my brothers were, and how the others were.

When he heard that my eldest brother had two sons, he was relieved. However, there seem to be some hidden worries in my heart.

We were chatting when Yoshi-su suddenly came to play with me. Seeing that there were guests in my house, Liangxiu sat for a while and left. However, I noticed that when Na Rasu sat on a chair in my house, he always looked at the girl.

This article is from Reading Rim Novels