The village of Tujiao was covered with a thick layer of snow, and everything was white. The www.biquge.info weather is very cold, and although it no longer snows, the snow on the ground shows no signs of melting. The footprints on the ground were white, unstained with filth. The faint sunlight is scattered in every corner of the village, and the whole Tujiao Village is like a huge mirror, the bright white reflection in the blue sky is empty, which seems unusually lonely and silent.

In the past few days, Er Mazi has helped the owners of several dilapidated houses find materials and strengthen the walls. This winter should be able to survive. Ermazi's legs and feet obviously feel less neat than last year in winter! In the rainy and snowy weather, the joints have been aching dullly. This pain has been hidden in the back of his head, and his wife's infatuation makes a man who is tired from running around have too much helplessness, and the most painful thing is that he has few men's desires. Whenever he loomed that desire, it was followed by fear, that kind of communion between him and his wife was lifeless, and that the slightest wisp of lust was tasteless once it was possessed by numbness.

Er Mazi walked in the snow, he had just returned from Niu Run's house. He was worried that Niu Run's father would be wronged and would cause trouble again. This concern of his is unnecessary. Niu Run's father is a well-informed person, and he has been carefully grinding sesame oil and living his old life in the past few days. It's just that the lame king doesn't speak all day, and he is like two people who are like a river.

The snow under his feet was creaky and creaky by Ermazi, this road has not been walked by anyone, and few villagers have gone out at this time. Ermazi walked hard, and his knee began to tingle. He cursed, "Holy damn it, why don't you feel sorry for me!" As he looked up to the sky and sighed, he suddenly saw a little red in the distance, just like the other day when it was snowing, and the trance red shook in front of his eyes, and he wanted to see what it was. As if calling his soul, but no, seeing this red reminded him of the red hijab embroidered with flowers when he married, and even more reminded him of the night in the cave room, lingering with his pink wife, Er Mazi sighed: "Time is really a sword, and the blink of an eye engraves the human body with the traces of time." He rubbed his face with his hands, his palms were chapped and covered with yellow calluses; His face was wrinkled, and the wrinkles were deep against his entire face. His pectorals disappeared at some point, and one of his hands reached into his clothes, and he felt a handful of soft flesh with a protruding bone underneath it. At this time, he even thought of the grave, and when he thought of the grave, he did not have a trace of fear, and he felt that it would be a happy thing if he chose a place where he could finally bury himself in a few years.

His mind was chaotic for a while, but clear for a while. He suddenly remembered that he had forgotten one thing, and that was not staring at the red in the distance. The red appeared in his field of vision twice, but it felt like a kind of agreement in the dark. This kind of engagement may evoke another frenzy in his life. He raised his head and let go of all the reveries and thoughts in his heart. He looked left and right, and the red dot in the darkness disappeared completely. Er Mazi was sad in his heart for a while, he was strange about his feelings, the red in the distance may be the red cloth strip tied by the girl's family on the stump when she made a wish, or the child in the family was frightened, tied a red cloth strip to avoid evil or something! He sneered and laughed at himself: "Ermazi! Two pockmarks! I'm old, I'm old, I'm still old! Still want to be pretty? ”

"Ermazi! I've got you! Go and take a look, Wang Cripple drank heavy wine, and talked nonsense at home, Xiuzhi wants to drink dichlorvos! Hua Ni's queen mother Xianglian said unhurriedly, Er Mazi saw her expression, and knew that it was nothing serious, so she asked rhetorically: "It's not the first time for her, men are addicted to alcohol, women are sad, but they can't use this method to solve the problem?!" ”

"That's it, that's it! Let's check it out! It's just that their daughter can't be found because of a quarrel between her parents! Xianglian said and became nervous.

As soon as Er Mazi heard that the child was lost, he said angrily: "You woman, you don't have a priority, and you also pick up the key points when you talk about things." It was dark this day, and if you ran to the mountains behind the East River, it would kill you, and the jackal dog on this day could swallow it as a whole. These words are just to scare Xianglian, there were some jackals in the mountains before liberation, and they have been wiped out by the people in the village in the past few decades!

"Don't rush over yet!" Er Mazi glared at her fiercely.

Xianglian lowered her head, her hair was unkempt, obviously after a toss with Xiuzhi.

Before entering the courtyard gate, I heard the woman's cry, and Xiuzhi's cry told how miserable her life was. The lame man squatted in the yard, smoking a dry cigarette, and a pile of soot fell on the ground, and the residual heat of the ash melted the snow on the ground into a palm-sized nest.

The child has been found, the child did not run far, she has been squatting in Niu Run's house, Niu Shao gave her a hot meal, and only went back when she was full. Niu Run's father came back from the market town and whipped Niu Shao a few times, and Niu Shao did bad things with good intentions. You must know that Yan Hong, the daughter of Wang Cripple, has not eaten for a day.

Yan Hong is a seven-year-old girl, an extremely sensible child, every time her father comes back from drinking outside, her mother wants to drink dichlorvos to death, she has a premonition to hide dichlorvos; It became a nightmare of her childhood, and of course a mission. She had knelt in front of her father countless times and begged him to stop being addicted to alcohol, and her father sprinkled his drunken madness on the child, and the scars on her body were still faintly visible.

"My good brother! Do you have a better memory? Yes? Don't make a mistake and pretend to be wrong, you have to be worthy of your children and mother-in-law, who do you expect when you get old in the future? Is it wine? Drinking too much alcohol is fatal! It's too late to regret it! Look at your child, he is only seven years old, he works in the field with his mother all day long, and you hold a wine gourd all day long, harming others and yourself! "Ermazi is a bitter preacher.

"O village chief! I knew I was wrong, but at that hour I couldn't get enough of it, like ants crawling all over my body. It's hard for me! The lame king thumped his chest in frustration.

"Ask for your own blessings! Don't blame yourself too much, it's the right person to change it! Er Mazi saw that the child had returned, and the woman had calmed down, and left after a few words of persuasion.

Er Mazi laughed at Wang Cripple in his heart, where to find such a good daughter-in-law and children, but he didn't know how to be blessed in the midst of blessings, and the ending of unrepentance would make such a filthy man go to hell. He deeply felt that people always make excuses for themselves when they make mistakes, and if they continue like this, they will never see their own shortcomings, so how can they correct them? Can Yan Hong and her mother Xiuzhi's behavior move this drunkard? Er Mazi thought that his work was still not done well, and he should do more publicity in the future, publicize some content to protect women and children, and let these unenlightened people not go too far.