Chapter Forty-Seven: Poor Couples

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was scolded as expected, Yang Liu stayed in the house to cook, and He really didn't go to the ground.

Wen and Yu each took farm tools, snorted disdainfully at each other when they went out of the courtyard gate, and each picked a path to go to the field. Now the two of them hate each other, and even if they go to the field, they won't go the same way.

Dinner ended in an eerie atmosphere, and each room washed up and went home.

Li Cong lay on the kang and sighed heavily.

Yang Liu was braiding his hair, and suddenly turned his head and asked strangely: "What kind of sigh is it, like a little old man?" ”

Li Cong put his hands behind his ears, leaned sideways to face Yang Liu and said, "I don't know why, there have been quarrels at home recently, and I am embarrassed to answer when someone asks me today." ”

The sensitive word "recently", Yang Liu's movements paused, "Those words are related to me?" Yang Liu didn't know what the Li family's life would be like in the future, and it seemed that it had always been quite "lively" since she entered the door.

Li Cong's eyes flashed, and he wondered how to tell Yang Liu. The person who asked today was called Li Shu, although he didn't say it explicitly, but Li Cong could hear Li Shu's voice. And listening to Li Shu's meaning, it seems that most people in the tun think so, if it weren't for the fact that he was a friend who played together when he wore open crotch pants, Li Cong estimated that he would be angry on the spot, but he didn't give people a good look. Maybe Li Shu said it so casually, but the speaker had no intention of listening to it, in case these rumors reached Yang Liu's ears, he was a little worried that Yang Liu would be sad when he heard it. After thinking about it for an afternoon, Li Cong decided that it would be better for him to say it euphemistically, after all, the two are husband and wife, and they don't have so many scruples when they speak. And pushing himself and others, Yang Liu, as a party, must still be a little uncomfortable being kept in the dark.

Li Cong thought about what he was about to say in his heart again, and was about to say it, but he saw Yang Liu bowing his head and braiding the braid in his hand as if nothing happened, without being affected in the slightest, and couldn't help but be a little surprised: "Lady, aren't you angry?" ”

He knew Yang Liu's intelligence, so the sentence just now could be regarded as a foreshadowing, so that Yang Liu had a bottom in his heart, so his next words would not be unacceptable. He even thought that Yang Liu would hear this sentence or shout innocent or weep helplessly, anyway, there were many expressions, but he didn't expect this to be the case. Li Cong was a little stunned.

"Why should I be angry?" Yang Liu threw the braided braid behind him and asked: "There are so many people and so many mouths in the tunzi, do I have to block people's mouths as soon as there is a statement that is unfavorable to me?" Everyone has their own ideas, even if we let him admit to his face that he was wrong, what will people say behind his back? You should have seen a lot of people who laugh and scold behind their backs, so why bother? What kind of person I am may not be clear to them now, but they will see it after a long time, so why should I be in a hurry to explain it in the moment? You don't have to worry about me being sad, they are who I am, I won't eat and sleep because of a word or two from an unrelated person, I just need the people I care about to believe me. ”

I am who I am, fireworks of different colors. No matter what others say, there is only one such me in the world.

Yang Liu rested here, but the candles in the house of Li Qiang and Wen were still burning. Li Qiang sat on the edge of the kang, touched the sleeping little face of the iron pillar, sighed silently in his heart, turned his head and said to Wen, who was still embroidering under the lamp: "It's so tiring to go down the ground during the day, don't embroider at night, the candle is dim, be careful of hurting your eyes." ”

Wen didn't even glance at Li Qiang, his hand kept moving, leaned the embroidery shed against the candle flame to see it more clearly, and said in his mouth: "It's almost ready, don't wait for me, go to sleep first, I'll be done in a few stitches." ”

Li Qiang looked at Wen who was seriously embroidering through a kang table, and his heart was sour. It's all because he has no ability, so that his wife and children have to endure hardships, if he has money, how can his wife fall to the point of hiding the soap from his second sister-in-law? Poor couples mourn everything, as husbands, they can't even satisfy their wives' little wishes, let alone raise a few small ones. Li Qiang looked at Wen fixedly and asked, "Lotus, follow me, do you regret it?" ”

Feeling the strictness in Li Qiang's words, Wen also put down the embroidery shed in his hand, sat up and looked at Li Qiang's eyes, and said seriously: "Brother Qiang, I have said since the day I married you, I am willing to follow you in this life, even if I suffer a lot." I am happy to marry you, I have never regretted it, I have never regretted it, I have not in the past, I don't have it now, and I won't regret it in the future. ”

Wen was unexpectedly firm, not even complaining. The two looked at each other without saying a word, and finally Li Qiang nodded slightly, if he has a wife like this, what more can a husband ask for. At the same time, his heart was sweet and sour, when he was honest, many families were disgusted by the girl, it was the Wen family who liked it at a glance and agreed to this family affair in front of the matchmaker, at that time, the Li family couldn't even afford a decent dowry, but for Li Qiang, who looked like a fairy, the Wen family almost took the entire Wen family as a dowry, and that resolutely made Li Qiang remember it, He still remembers clearly the night of the candle in the cave room, when he lifted the hijab on Wen's head, and promised Wen's promise to let her live a good life. But through today's incident, he suddenly realized that he was too naΓ―ve: he worked very hard to make money to support his family, and it seemed that the family had no shortage of food and clothing, but in fact, after a meal of gruel, the clothes on Wen's body had not been newly added for many years, and the children's shoes were worn with their heels exposed when they were small, and they were really unable to wear them for the small ones. Every year on the second day of the Lunar New Year, the family returns to the Wen family's maiden house, and the New Year's gift is very thin, but when they come back, they will bring a lot of rice and grain - it is said that the Li family is marrying a daughter-in-law, but it is better to say that the Wen family is raising Li Qiang. Li Qiang is also a good-looking man, he has always been grateful for the support of his father-in-law, but he can't repay it, and even his baby daughter herself has no ability to live a good life for her. A sense of guilt directly made Li Qiang unable to resist, he held his head, clenched his fist and knocked on his head: "It's me who has no ability, it's me who is sorry for you"

In his panic, Wen didn't even feel the pain of a needle pricking his fingers, leaned forward, grabbed the wrist of the hand that Li Qiang knocked on his head, and said with panic: "Brother Qiang, what are you doing, stop." ”

This kind of Li Qiang has never been seen by the Wen family. Even if he injured his body after giving birth to Qiaoqiao, and when the doctor said that he might never be able to conceive again, he never saw Li Qiang so depressed. But today, the man who made her feel safe all the time is no longer confident.

"Brother Qiang, no matter how hard the days are, they will always pass, and it is good that our family can be together in peace. I don't ask for anything rich and expensive" Wen paused, his eyes drooped, and he said in a low voice: "I'll go and apologize to my second sister-in-law." ”