Chapter 162 Alone in the Empty House

The name Si Ni is not unfamiliar in Daliang Mountain, and she is also a widow. 『』【No pop-up novel network baoly】

Last year, Zhang Ergou bought a big boar and let the sows in the village conceive cubs everywhere, and these Si Ni also used to advertise Zhang Ergou's big boar for free.

She also kissed Zhang Ergou.

By that time, her man had been dead for a whole year.

Si Ni's man is also a sturdy young man in Daliang Mountain, at that time, he followed Hailiang up the mountain to build a road, and was attacked by wolves, five or six migrant workers were bitten to death by wild wolves, and Si Ni's man was one of them.

Later, Sini was widowed and became a widow.

Her life was not sad, because Wang Hailiang gave her a large pension, and Sini herself was also arranged in Zhang Damao's willow formation.

Her hands are skillful, and the willow frame she weaves is beautiful and sturdy, and she earns a lot of money. It's a person who lives alone and panics.

Si Ni was widowed at the age of 21 and was one of the youngest widows in Daliang Mountain.

There are many rights and wrongs in front of the widow's door, and there is no need to paddle a car, because there is no man around, and the physiology cannot be cathartic, so Sini is very uncomfortable.

She is like a flower on Daliang Mountain, which has just bloomed, and the most beautiful moment of her life has not yet bloomed to the world, so obscene and withered.

Si Ni is not ugly, although she is not as good as Wang Hailiang's daughter-in-law Yuzhu, she can be regarded as a village flower in Daliang Mountain.

Her eyes are not big, but her complexion is white, and there are a few freckles on her face, and it is these freckles that hide half of the woman's beauty.

In the days of being widowed for two years, the woman has always been alone in the empty room, and when the dead ghost man left, he didn't even sow a seed in her stomach.

It's better to have a child, at least you can distract some of her energy, and if she doesn't even have a small tail, the woman is even more lonely.

She couldn't sleep because she thought about men, and tossed back and forth on the kang every night, turning here and there, and a quilt made her pull it tightly.

My mind was full of hysterical thoughts, and I was rippling vigorously.

She couldn't do it all over, longing for the man's touch and hug, and her blood surged wildly, her little face turned red, and her exhalation became rapid.

The woman's mind fantasizes about rippling with many men in the village, and the first object of rippling is Wang Hailiang.

followed by Brother Da Ram, as well as Zhang Jianjun, Zhang Jianguo, and even people like Zhang Damao and Zhang Guizi, who are also the objects of her brain.

In two years, she swept almost all the men in the village.

Unable to sleep, the woman rushed out of the house and plunged her head into the water tank, letting the cold water soak her head, face, and clothes, and extinguish the flames all over her body.

If she still couldn't sleep, the woman dug a bowl of soybeans from the granary and scattered them all over the house, and the beans jumped up and down and filled every corner of the house at once.

Then the woman squatted down and picked them up one by one, and when she had picked up all the soybeans, and the day was bright, and the people were sleepy, she lay down on the kang and slept.

After the man died, Sini picked up soybeans for eighteen months, and stayed up alone until dawn every day.

This method was taught to her by Yuzhu's mother, Shangxiang.

Sun Shangxiang has been widowed for 20 years, and he also relies on picking up soybeans and Liao thinks he is lonely.

After a long time, picking soybeans has become a woman's habit, and she can't sleep if she doesn't pick up soybeans for a day.

Her days are so hard,

It is said that a woman remarries after being widowed, which is nothing in Daliang Mountain, and it is very common.

But Si Ni's mother-in-law and two uncles just refused, and insisted that she keep festivals for men until she died of old age.

The family felt that once Sini got married, the dead man would be buried without a woman by his side in the future, and it would be very bitter underground.

What they want is to be buried with Si Ni in the future and buried with her dead brother.

Sini also has nowhere to go, and has no relatives in Daliang Mountain. Her maiden home is not in Daliang Mountain, but outside the mountain.

A few years ago, she was sold into Daliang Mountain by her parents.

Siniang's mother has long since died, and his father married a stepmother, and the stepmother sees her as a thorn in the flesh, how to look at it is not pleasing to the eye.

After the stepmother gave birth to a younger brother, she was perhaps worried that Sini would divide her family property in the future, so she found a reason to sell the woman into the mountains and marry the current man.

But I never thought that the dead ghost man had a short life, and Sini had just tasted the fun of being a woman, and the dead ghost left.

Women are like this, once they taste the taste between men and women, they become unstoppable and hungry.

She didn't know how to survive the two-year widowhood, and her eyes would be red when she saw a man, but because of the coercion of the two brothers-in-law, she only thought about other men, and didn't dare to take a step beyond Lei Chi.

Today, the little student on the stage attracted her, it was a martial arts student, who could flip dozens of heels in succession, without panting in the middle.

And the face is very white, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and the mellow singing voice is also very good.

Sini was so drunk when she heard it, her slap hurt so much that she shouted hoarsely.

Her hand also clutched Dai Di next to her, cheering for Xiao Wusheng's encouragement, and pinched Dai Di's shoulder.

Dai Di took a breath of cold air and said, "Si Ni, what's wrong with you, it hurts so much." ”

Si Ni hurriedly said: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Dai Di, this little martial artist is amazing"

Dai Di found that Si Ni's eyes were shining, similar to the she-wolf of Daliang Mountain, as if she wanted to swallow that little martial artist in one bite.

At ten o'clock in the middle of the night, the big play ended, and the stage did not continue to sing, but performed a shadow puppet show for a while.

It turned out that this troupe was not local, but from the northwest, and they not only sang old dialects, but also performed shadow puppetry.

This is the only troupe that Wang Hailiang can invite, and other troupes refuse to come.

As soon as I heard that I was going to go up to Daliang Mountain, my head shook like a rattle, and I thought that Daliang Mountain was high and steep, and I didn't have my life to come back.

Only this troupe is willing to accompany Hailiang into the mountains.

The old dialect was not originally a local drama in Daliang County, but came from northern Shaanxi.

The people of this troupe also have no fixed residence, wandering back and forth, rushing back and forth, and when the invitation is given in that place, they go to that place to sing.

Because of Hailiang's high price, they followed Hailiang to Daliang Mountain.

Xiao Wusheng disappeared on the stage, and Si Ni was very disappointed in her heart, looking regretful.

She really wanted to rush into the backstage, have a good chat with that little martial artist, and kiss his white face by the way.

But the woman's shyness and face stopped him, and the deterrence of the two uncles also stopped her.

Si Ni watched the shadow puppet show for a while, and felt that it was not interesting, so she took Dai Di's hand and went home.

Walking into the yard, pushing open the cold door, and entering the dark house, Si Ni's heart was empty all of a sudden.

She felt that this home was cold, eerie, as if a sharp hand was about to reach out from the darkness, and take away her soul and take away her soul.

The woman shuddered, quickly touched the match, and lit the oil lamp in the house.

The lights in the room are like beans, and any furnishings are so terrifying, similar to the Yin Si Hall of Lord Yama.

Si Ni shivered and undressed and slipped into the quilt.

She didn't dare to blow out the oil lamp because she was afraid of the dark.

As the quilt warmed up little by little, her heart also became hot, and her mind began to churn again.

Her face flushed again, her breath became rapid, and she began to pull her hands on her body, and wherever she touched it, a fire ignited.

The woman's body began to writhe, her mouth began to murmur, her eyes began to blur, and her head rippled again.

However, the object of today's ripples is no longer Wang Hailiang, no longer the dead Da Ram, no longer Zhang Jianguo and Zhang Jianjun, and not Zhang Damao and Zhang Kidnappers.

The object in her mind this time turned out to be the little martial artist on the stage.

She longed for that little martial artist to kiss her, hug her, touch her, and also longed for that little martial artist to comfort her, comfort her, and give her courage.

In this way, Sini tossed for another night.

On the first day that the troupe came to Daliang Mountain, that little martial artist hooked Si Ni's soul away, and the woman's body became a shell.

When she woke up the next morning, Sini had no energy at all, and she wilted a little, like an eggplant beaten by frost in the field.

She didn't have the strength to work, she didn't have the energy to eat, she didn't pick up the rice when she was cooking, she picked up the chopsticks and forgot to serve the bowl when she was eating, and she scooped the porridge on her wrist, and she felt that her wrist was red.

She still has that Xiao Wusheng in her mind, and Xiao Wusheng's heel and singing voice have always lingered in her heart.

She longed to get close to that little martial artist, but she couldn't find a reason.

Finally, the reason came, and the voice of the village chief Zhang Jianguo came from outside the window: "Sister-in-law, the troupe wants to donate quilts, prepare your quilts and send them to the troupe." ”

As soon as Zhang Jianguo's words fell, Si Ni's body jumped up and said, "Hey, okay, definitely, definitely." ”

There is a troupe in the village, this is a big event, eating, sleeping, and wages are all provided by Wang Hailiang. But there was not enough quilts at night.

Seeing that the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming, the weather is starting to get cooler, and there are guests from afar, so you can't let the people in the troupe freeze

That's why every household has to donate quilts.

This was a great opportunity, and Sini immediately became excited and hurriedly prepared the quilt.

The woman opened the box and took out the best-looking, brand-new quilt.

It was a big red quilt, very thick and warm, which she had covered when she married a man.

On the first night of Sini and the man, the two of them tossed in this quilt, howling all night, and there was still a piece of red on the quilt.

Only she knows that Luohong, that is ironclad evidence that she has changed from a girl to a woman.

She hoped that the little martial artist could cover her quilt and smell the smell of her.

In this way, she can pass on her love to him.

Sini became diligent and deliberately put the quilt on a hanger in the yard and exposed it to the sun for a day.

In the evening, she used a wooden stick to beat the quilt vigorously, so that the cotton in the quilt would swell as much as she could, and the quilt would be warmer and softer when covered.

After folding the quilt, Sini Kang was on her shoulders, and she couldn't take care of eating, so she immediately ran to the stage.

Sini walked into the backstage of the drama troupe, and the backstage was very lively, and many people were putting on makeup.

Behind the shelves of the cloth shed were costumes, chests, and props for singing, long knives, sharp swords, bows and arrows, and so on.

Her eyes flicked back and forth, and she saw the little martial artist at once.

Xiao Wusheng had already finished eating, was sitting in front of the mirror and was putting on makeup, ready to take the stage.

Si Ni felt that her heartbeat was speeding up again, her face was hot, and her heart was fluttering.

She moved step by step and quietly leaned behind Xiao Wusheng.

The man's temperature was close to her chest little by little, and she was about to tremble, and she couldn't wait to immediately hold the little martial artist in her arms and kiss her