Adventures in Heaven (novel) Zhang Baotong

Four widows Ylang

When it was dark, the woman finished her laundry, returned to the house, and lit the oil lamp. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 The light of the oil lamp gathered in the middle of the hall, and the woman sat on the horizontal board of the loom, weaving the cloth and telling her sorrowful and unfortunate feelings. She said her name was Yilan, she was 24 years old and had been married for more than five years. Fu Jun was originally a well-known Langzhong within a radius of dozens of miles, and fell off a cliff and died when he went to Nanshan Yeling to collect medicine last summer. A four-year-old girl is currently enrolled in the school. Hearing this, I couldn't stop sighing for Yilan and asked her why she didn't take advantage of her young age to find a husband and remarry. She sighed and said that almost all men of her age had a room and a home. It turns out that the kingdom of heaven is sparsely populated, and as soon as men reach the age of twenty, women quickly get married and start a family when they reach seventeen or eighteen, and few people are still single and alone in their twenties.

After a conversation, I started to get sleepy and yawn. Yilan took me into the West Wing guest room with a lamp. The beds in the guest rooms have been tidied up, replaced with clean coarse cloth sheets, put up a white gauze tent, and even the quilt has been laid out. I turned on the light, took off my shirt, and fell asleep. She returned to the hall and continued weaving. When I woke up, I still heard the rustic loom still making the sound of sleepiness and sorrow.

In the early morning, I was awakened by the crisp birdsong, and when I opened my eyes, I mistakenly thought that I was at home, but when I looked through the window, I saw that the sky under the sun was fresh and blue, and the white clouds were safe and relaxed. There seemed to be the smell of fresh grass and wildflowers in the air. Then I immediately realized that this was the kingdom of heaven. Getting out of bed, I glanced into the open east wing. There was no one in the house, and the beds were neatly packed. When I entered the kitchen, I saw a plate of oily coriander and a plate of cold cucumber on the small table, and most of the rice was left in the small pot. Presumably, Yilan had already gone to work in the fields.

After eating, I walked briskly towards the field, and from a distance I saw Yilan wearing a straw hat with her back to the clear sky, and her red shirt flashed like a bright red light in the golden rice waves, which was tempting. I walked along the sloping path to the edge of the field and called my sister-in-law affectionately, because I felt that calling my sister-in-law was a better way to express my respect and closeness to women than calling my eldest sister.

The woman smiled at me and handed me a short scythe. I grew up in the north, and I have only seen rice in movies, but I have never harvested it. However, I don't think farm work is very difficult, and I can learn it as soon as I learn it. So, I bent down and grabbed the stalk in one hand and scythe with the other, and soon a large field of rice fell behind me. However, my clothes were soaked after a while. Elam beckoned me to rest at the edge of the field.

Yilan sat on the grass next to him, poured a bowl of tea from the crockpot and handed it over, and then opened his lips lightly, and smiled at me slightly and briskly while watching me drink tea, which was very warm and charming. When I finished my tea, she gave me the straw hat in her hand again. I took the straw hat that the woman handed me and fanned the wind, smiling at the woman. The heat stained the woman's cheeks crimson, giving her dignified and delicate countenance a delicate and charming glow. I know that a woman has no man, she is busy all day long, depressed, and difficult to have a happy and smiling face, so I want to talk more with the woman and get closer, so that she can be happy and happy. In fact, in addition to sympathy and respect, I also have a kind of love and attachment to her.

It was almost noon, and Yilan was going back to the house to cook. I was alone in the field, so that she could call me when she was cooking. However, after a while, I didn't see Ylan come and call me back to the house for dinner. As I did it, I was a little tired and couldn't move, and I felt that Ylang had finished cooking, so I walked towards the house. When he came to the front of the house, he saw a blue horse tied to a tree in front of the house. Apparently there were guests in the house. I know it's rare to have a guest in this sparsely populated kingdom of heaven. So, I walked into the house to meet the visitors.

However, when I reached the door, I heard Ylan's screams struggling. I didn't know what was wrong, so I hurriedly entered the hall, and looked into Yilan's embroidery bedroom, a strong man was hugging Yilan and pressing it on the bed, and said unreasonably, "My little lady, you can rely on me." And Ilan struggled as she panted and shouted, "If you don't stop, I'll inform you of the council." However, the strong man did not let go, and continued to forcibly unbutton the woman's clothes.

I went into the house, unhurriedly put the scythe on the back of the man's neck, and said, "Do you want to die or live?" As soon as the man saw this, he immediately let go of his hand and replied tremblingly, "The contemptible person is guilty, please forgive the future generations." I didn't want to spare this scoundrel easily, but Yilan was shocked and said, "Young Master Longhua, don't be reckless and hurt people." So saying, he pushed the man away, and tried to take the sickle with me. Seeing Yilan's attitude, I warned the strong man, "For sister-in-law's sake, I spared your life today, and if you do it again next time, you will not be spared." The man replied again and again, "The contemptible people know and will never commit it again." Then I took the sickle away from the back of the man's neck. Ilan shouted to the man, "Why don't you leave quickly?" The man answered, and hurriedly knelt down, "Contemptible and rude, insulting sister-in-law, I hope sister-in-law forgives more sins." After saying that, he hurried away in mourning.

The woman sat up slowly from the bed, disheveled and her hair in a disheveled bun. While buttoning her clothes and tidying up her appearance, she wiped her tears and was sad and sad. I couldn't help but ask, "Why is my sister-in-law so lenient about this person?" The woman sighed softly and said, "What if not?" I said, "Why don't you take him to see the official?" The woman wiped her tears and said, "This person is just a lustful person, not a bad person, and he can be forgiven, if he is brought to see the official to punish him, will it not harm him for the rest of his life." I couldn't help but sigh. Sister-in-law has a kind heart. ”

The woman was dull and silent all day, and she did not spin or weave at night. I knew that the woman was in a bad mood, so I wanted to go over and talk to her. When I saw that the door of the house in the east wing was open and the lights were shining, I called my sister-in-law and went into the house. The woman was sitting on the head of the bed, weeping silently. I sat on the edge of the woman's bed, looked at the woman and said, "Since my sister-in-law has already spared that person, why do you still remember the grudge and feel sad?" The woman shook her head and said, "I don't hold a grudge against that little thing, but I feel sorry for my fate." ”

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