Four

The wheat and rape of the following year were fully ripe.

Unlike previous years, freshly ripened wheat and rape have an extra layer of orange peel on them. The wind that blew down from heaven scurried behind a flock of foraging sparrows. There were fewer people on the field than in previous years. Due to the fact that there were too many deaths a while ago, there were only a handful of people who were spared like Duan Sanguo. The vast majority of the living people are dressed in filial piety clothes, and there is little life in the secluded place. The most watery woman in the past was also like a nerd, occasionally straightening her waist that had been bent too long, and standing in the wheat or rape bushes to take a breath, like a scarecrow stuck in the edge of the field to frighten the birds. There were more and more sparrows flying around, and from time to time they boldly landed on the wheat handles that were picked up on their shoulders. After half a year of hard work, people who are looking forward to the harvest are too lazy to shout at these small things that can be grabbed with their hands. It's like this every year, every time I cut wheat and plant seedlings, I put all my strength into my heart, even if there are good women I haven't seen in half my life, it's useless to show off on the side. Most of those who followed the independence brigade away from home and flew high and those who were executed by various methods by the anti-water rich were young men who were capable of working. Now there are fewer people, but there is no less work to be done. In addition, the crimson wheat and rape stalks were particularly thick, and the strength that could have been used up with a sickle to cut two handfuls. A man who is as strong as an ancient tree, and a woman who is as flexible as a drop of water, dare not say that he has extra strength. In the past, when a woman held a bunch of wheat and sent it to a man to tie it into a handle, all the flirting actions that happened by the way were all gone. Everyone is bowing their heads to do their work, taking advantage of the fact that the sun is still so good, get up in the morning to cut the wheat from the ground, spread it in the field to dry, and wait until it is almost dark, and then bundle the half-dried wheat and carry it into the drying field of different sizes. The same is true for harvesting rape, the difference is that when it comes to the drying field, the rape should be upside down and sunbathed in the best sun for a day or two. The wheat on the drying field is easier to greet than rape, spread flat on the ground, and can be waved with a flail to beat hard where there is an ear for half a day, and the wheat grains on the ears have fallen, and the wheat beater will replace the flail in his hand with a pistol, and while forking, while lifting, by virtue of the gust of wind driven by the sun sliding to the other side of the mountain, the wheat straw and the wheat grains are initially separated. Those rich people who managed to escape before the independent brigade started to arrest people, and those rich people who did not escape but were not tried by the independent brigade, all stood by the drying field with big buckets and big scales, in addition to smiling as in previous years, and some fresh curses and curses came out of their mouths. None of the sweaty men and women dared to fight back, so they could only grab a handful of wheat from the wheat pile as a matter of course, purse their lips, blow away the wheat and other debris, put it in their mouths and chew it violently, spit out their tongues from time to time, revealing the syrup of white flowers, and then swallowed hunger and indignation into their stomachs.

New wheat is the most fragrant. ** The military and the Self-Defense Forces want to eat new wheat, and the rich have to give way. The first wheat was beaten down, and Duan Sanguo took a lot of taxes according to the tax.

When it was dark, several women were called together by Duan Sanguo, and surrounded a plate of stone mills, some used a coarse eye basket to sieve the sand husks in the wheat grains, some used a push bar to push the stone mill around, some grabbed the sieved wheat grains and put seeds on the ground towards the grinding eye, and some used the fine eye sieve to sift out the fine powder from the ground wheat, and then piled the remaining particles on the grinding disc, and let them slide freely into the grinding hole and grind again. It was so busy that the rooster crowed, and a few baskets of new wheat turned into snow-white flour. Mai Xiang, who had been waiting for a long time, was also busy at this time. Pots of flour had to pass through her hands, mix them with water and old noodles, and knead them vigorously on tiptoe. Mai Xiang likes the smell of flour ground by new wheat, and when it is kneading to the hottest, Mai Xiang pushes aside Duan Sanguo and takes off all her shirts, revealing her dazzling white upper body. At this time, the idle women all said that it is no wonder that the wheat flour cake made by Mai Xiang is delicious, and it turned out to be made according to the appearance of **. Every time Mai Xiang makes a move, a pair of ** has to be upturned a few times. If they are too high, she will definitely press and knead them with her floured hands. By daybreak, the four dustpans were piled up into a hill by freshly released wheat flour cakes. **The people of the military and the Self-Defense Forces have one in each hand, just like grabbing the two that stand on Maixiang's chest**. Mai Xiang asked Ma Harrier why she was not afraid of poisoning her wheat flour cake, because she had a vendetta against the Self-Defense Forces. Ma Harrier's face smiled as cute as wheat flour cake, and he didn't believe that there was anyone in the world who was more ruthless than himself.

Ma Harrier said locally: "It's just that the wheat is cut late, and if there is this new wheat mill flour to eat ten days earlier, I won't kill so many people." ”

Beat the wheat and then the rape. Leave the seeds sown in the autumn, and all the rapeseed will be sent to the oil press. As soon as the oil press at the entrance of the lower street sounded, the toilets at the gate of heaven also became fragrant.

Taking advantage of such an atmosphere, the ** army said to leave. After eating the freshly made wheat flour cake and smelling the new aroma of oil, the Self-Defense Forces have become much kinder. Every time she saw Mai Xiang, Ma Harrier would smile and tell her to fry some noodles in new oil to eat. The wheat flour should be convex and the face socket should be concave. Ma Harrier said that when Mai Xiang made the noodle nest, he must have buckled the noodle nest to the **, and then put it into the oil nest to fry, so the noodle nest will be high around, low in the middle, and there is a round hole in the center. When making wheat flour cake, it is the opposite, after a lump of flour is kneaded, it is formed by pressing it on the heart socket sandwiched by the two **.

"As long as you show me this kind of craftsmanship, I can continue to open a restaurant."

"You're wrong, that's not how I make wheat flour." Mai Xiang motioned that she kneaded the wheat flour and put it in her armpit and squeezed it out.

When the harrier smiled again, his face was much darker.

Cutting wheat and transplanting seedlings, swelling cattle to death, fragrant dung jar! Before the plough is opened, both cattle and buffaloes will eat a liter of wheat that has not been sifted. When the plough is opened, not to mention the rich, even the poor, they will come up with all kinds of ways to get a few pieces of oil cake from the oil press, smash it, divide it into pieces of different sizes, and stuff it into the mouths of cattle and buffaloes. Coax the oxen and buffalo with yokes on their backs, and plow the stiff land into spring water. Unlike before the harvest, it is easy to show the coldness of people's hearts in the fields that have been turned upside down by the ploughshare. The soil that was turned out was bubbling with fertile black oil, and the thick dull smell was very intoxicating. However, in the golden and green earth, there is always a bone-shattering wound. The land that had been ploughed early because of fallow was not lined with wheat and rape, nor was there the oil shine of the new plough, and the scars and scars on it from rain, snow, wind and frost, and the old rice stalks that were about to rot but not completely rotted are all vividly remembered.

According to the acres of land, Duan Sanguo, who became the mayor of the town, is still poor. After plowing his own field, Duan Sanguo took the gong in his hand and shouted along the river embankment: "The field of spring, the face of the new daughter-in-law, if the field is also well plowed, planting rice is better than making skin trips (note: making skin trips, that is, men and women cheating)!" Before dawn, some people got up and looked along the ridges to see how deep the water was and how shallow the water was, and by the way, they picked up the bamboo baskets hanging on the water dumps on each ridge to see if there were any crucian carp or carp that were spawning in the spring. The frogs croaked day and night, thinking that those who were going to go down to the fields would still be able to get up on time. In about the same time, the front door facing the street and the back door of the adjacent field were fully opened. Across the field and across the water, I heard fish jumping in the bamboo basket hanging on the water dump. There are also fish jumping in the bamboo basket of Duan Sanguo. "From the second half of last year to today, there has been no woman at the gate of heaven to give birth, so many crucian carp, who will give milk!" In the haze, a few people nearby were talking, and someone shouted, "I have several ghost fish in this basket!" "It's getting a little brighter again, and I can basically see things that I couldn't see clearly. Seeing that most of the fish that are easily caught in bamboo baskets are red crucian carp, men and women who get up early are inevitably a little frightened. The people at Tianmen never eat red crucian carp, and if someone sees red crucian carp in the West River, even if there is only one, the whole town will be in a panic. The people of Tianmen have always regarded the red crucian carp as a ghost fish. The appearance of any ghost fish will have a soul attached to it. With so many ghost fish appearing at once, everyone can figure out why they come from. They turned the basket upside down and threw everything that was red, whether it was crucian carp or carp, into the water. There are not many fish raised in the seedling fields, and ghost fish is no exception. Once the seedlings are planted, they have to be plugged to prevent the water from passing through and the water from flowing away. After the seedlings are closed, the ghost fish left in the field will be bitten by the flying leeches on the cheeks, suck the blood little by little, and become ordinary crucian carp when they die.

The unhappiness brought by the ghost fish is held in the hearts of men, and it can be turned into a little strength. The next step is to build the ridge. The man used a high digging hoe to dig up the lower half of the ridge and throw it into the field, and then used the hoe to pick up a large piece of fresh mud from the field and put it on the ridge. There is no man who does not compare digging a ridge to taking off a woman's pants, and there is no man who does not see digging a ridge as putting pants on a woman. The softness of the fresh mud crawled along the long hoe, from the ridge to the hand, from the arm into the heart. At this time of the year, the words around the ridge have already blossomed. No one is stingy, everyone hangs their wives on their lips, one moment saying that the new ridge is rounder than the wife's waist, and the other time saying that the wife's ass is not as sultry as the new ridge. Wives always have the opportunity to hear such words. They will feign annoyance: "This is not good, that is not good, why don't you ask Tian Gong to give you a son?" "After a year, the same season came again, no one said what should be said, and no one laughed when it was time to laugh and bloom.

The man who had made the irrigated field like a mirror finally had time to sit in the field, holding a large teapot in one hand and a cigarette stick more than a foot long in the other, watching the women bend over and plant the seedlings like dragonflies with water. The woman who has been wrapped in filial piety clothes for many days does not hesitate to take herself off half naked without hesitation. Without the filial piety clothes sewn with thick needles and large threads, the women are more moving than one another, like a silkworm that has shed its skin for the last time, with its buttocks up against the sky, its chest facing down next to the ground, and a thin waist in the middle that is blown away from time to time by the wind, so that men can see it clearly as if they don't see it clearly. In addition to their own wives, men also look at other people's wives. Once a year, only in this season, women do not count the words of men. There are not many fields in the country of Duan San. After a few days of not seeing each other, his twin daughters were much plump, and Duan Sanguo's wife led them to stand in a small paddy field that was squeezed and twisted by the rich family's field, and the rice handle in her hand had not yet been untied, and the paddy field was like a harvest, attracting the eyes of men from far and near. Three women in a flower. The thread is not fat, but it is not skinny. The honeysuckle-like waist loves to provoke dew, and it will sway when there is no wind. The buttocks that are high along the thin waist are like a peach blossom with open petals. The slightest is not thin, but not fat, and the middle part of the body has grown early into a morning glory that is about to bloom but has not yet opened. I can't say which one is the most dazzling, whether intentionally or not, they have to stir up the wind all around, like a tree blooming on the side of the road, and many flowers like stars, all to set off the tallest blooming one. Beside the two daughters, Duan Sanguo's wife became more and more fat, and men have no waist when they are fat, let alone women. But the situation of rice planting can give birth to novelty. As long as the seedlings can be planted, the stone will also change out of the waist. In order to plant seedlings, Duan Sanguo's wife made another waist with pomegranate flowers, which was round and strong, and it was not inferior to silk and thread. Such a fat ass should give birth to a son, why only give birth to two daughters! I saw enough men and liked it as much as I liked peonies.

Duan Sanguo has been the mayor of the town for only a month, and his wife and daughter, who have always been unsightly, are all glamorous.

Duan Sanguo only looks at other people's women. He walked up and down the field, and said for a while that this woman's face was not big, but her ass was like a mill, and then that the woman's body was upside down, and that others had a thick waist and a thin neck, but she had a thin waist and a thick neck. When there was no riot, these words were always said by righteousness. Chang Shouyi followed the Independent Brigade to other places, and if Duan Sanguo didn't say it, no one would say it. Women are planting rice in the fields, and they like to have men talking and laughing next to them. There is nothing unlovely about a woman when planting rice. Except for the leeches in the seedling field, no one can see the face that always makes people judge. A woman who is not good-looking finally has a chance to attract as much attention as other women. Hiding his eyebrows, men are more likely to feel the different charms of women. Towards noon, it began to rain in the sky. The woman got up from the field and hid under the leafy catalpa tree, and before she could arrange her soaked clothes, the showers that came and went with the wind stopped. The women who returned to the fields were even more inadequate for the men. The rain-soaked clothes stick to the body, reflecting the woman's skin. The sunlight that passed through the clouds fell on it, and all the figures closely related to the rice planting were stirred up with the rebounding luster. The men who were at ease became more and more uneasy, and they all began to look forward to the dark, to the end of work, to the boiling pot of water in the house, to pour it into the bathing tub, so that the woman who dared to instruct the man to rub her back and legs because she had planted the rice seedlings sat softly on it. The women of Duan San were the first to get up from the seedling fields, and their clothes soaked in the showers had long since dried. Duan Sanguo walked in front, followed by his wife, and then back, Sisi put his hand on the shoulder of the line, and the line held the waist of the line with his hand, although he was also walking home, the four eyes were still in the seedling field. Taking advantage of the excitement of planting the seedlings, Duan Sanguo said that he had already thought about it, Sisi wanted to marry a good family, and Xianxian wanted to marry a good man. When Duan Sanguo spoke like this, the nameless flowers on the field were blooming brilliantly.

The days of rice planting will not be delayed for long. The seedlings that have just been planted are green, and they turn yellow overnight. After three or five days, on the night when the seedlings returned to tender green, a heavy sound rolled low through the gate of heaven, as if they had made an appointment, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief. The people of the Self-Defense Forces also felt that it was not surprising that they could not have the same dreams with the same work and the same spring! There were clouds in the sky, and the sun, which should have come out in the morning, did not show its face until noon.

At this moment, Ma Harrier's face changed. Someone saw a large handful of burnt incense sticks stuck in the ruins of the Hang family. On the roof beams scorched by artillery fire, there is a line of words engraved with a knife: God kill the horse harrier!

When Ma Harrier saw this, Duan Sanguo was behind him: "I only care about planting seedlings, I forgot to remember the days, Daddy Hang is seventy-seven!" ”

The harrier pulled out his pistol and blasted five words all over the ground.

Hearing the gunshot, he was braiding the thread of his braid with wheat straw, and poked his head from the corner of the wall: "The people from the independent brigade haven't come again, what kind of guns do you shoot, the seedlings that have returned to green will be scared by you!" ”

The three fine wheat stalks danced into a ball of flowers in the thread hand, and the angry horse harrier suddenly softened, and he looked at the thread hand for a long time. The thread did not look at him, nor at the stalks, until a stalk was almost finished, and she glanced at it, and took a stalk from the cloth bag that was held on her arm. The braids made by three fine wheat stalks alternately can only be used as straw hats worn by women. To weave a straw hat for a man, at least five stalks of fine wheat. The harrier saw the gods, as if he had never seen such a thin and good-looking woman. He asked for a straw hat made of five fine wheat stalks for himself.

Once again, the harrier couldn't help but praise the thread, which looked like a seedling returning to green.

When dusk comes, the sky is overcast all day long. After cutting the wheat and planting the seedlings, when they are idle, the women at the gate of heaven will naturally start to weave straw hats. Every household has the sound of three or five fine wheat stalks dancing back and forth. The Independent Brigade killed once, the Self-Defense Forces killed again, and the Tianmen Gate, which was less than a hundred people, was exceptionally quiet. The night was getting deeper and deeper, and those who lived at the entrance of the lower street could hear the Duan sisters counting there. Every time the line counts, it will say that this person was killed by the independent brigade, and when it is Sisi's turn, every count will say that this person was killed by the Self-Defense Forces. They are shooting stars in the sky. The moon has not yet come out, and there are many meteors in the sky. As soon as they counted to one hundred and ten, Duan Sanguo didn't let them count them. If you count it any further, if there are any more deaths at the door one day, everyone will definitely blame them.

When Duan Sanguo went out with a gong, his wife persuaded him again, so he did what Ma Harrier said, and found a Bao Ding to specialize in watching. Duan Sanguo thought she was talkative, why the previous Mayor Ma was killed was because he had himself to fight for him, which met the conditions of the so-called exploitation and oppression of people propagated by Fu Langxi.

As soon as Duan Sanguo's gong sounded, dew began to fall from the sky.

The seedlings are very thirsty, and the buffaloes who have rested for a day to drink water are not as good as them. The buffalo can only drink a pond and a stream to the sound of the sound, and the seedlings are thirsty, and every sip will suck a trace of people's heart. After daybreak, the long flower spikes on the catalpa trees grew longer, and although they bloomed more densely every day, there were no butterflies flying around, and from morning till night, only clumps of midges hovering up and down. The water in the seedling field is still flickering, and the staggered upward growing seedling leaves are always shaking their bodies, avoiding the overwhelming midges like people. In the middle of the day, midges were flying away from the sky as a puff of green smoke from their thirsty voices. The dew that fell in the night had long since rolled away, from the tallest branches of the catalpa tree to the seedlings clinging to the water, all of which were unhindered by the unhindered display of midges. The smell of water and mud in the rice fields was drowned out, the air blowing up from the humid West River became shaggy, and the smell of dry midges was everywhere. Duan Sanguo's wife was soaking grass for the seedlings, and kept slapping her face with her hand, and every time she finished slapping, she had to spread out her slap to show her daughters. There are also midges on the face of silk and thread. Like all unmarried girls, they don't slap themselves in the face because of midges. Only when he sweats, the silk and thread will reach out to his face, and the beads of sweat that are gently rubbed off are soaked in a few drowned midges. The reason why the men don't plant rice is that their waists are too hard to bend. There is also a reason why the men are reluctant to do the work of the fields. A man's feet are like axes, and he can cut down trees. It's no better than a woman, the soft soles of the feet, rub it on the seedlings, and the seedlings will change their appearance. The women at the gate of heaven stopped binding their feet many years ago, and they used the seedlings in the field in exchange for this physical freedom. Girls who are not married, there is a fragrance on the soles of their feet, and wherever they go, the seedlings will grow wildly, and a field full of water is only enough for them to drink for two or three days. In the morning, or perhaps at dusk, the fields are quiet, without even a trace of wind, and the smoke-like midges suddenly jump upward, and when they jump high, they will even exceed the top of the tallest catalpa tree. That's the seedlings being jointed. On a dewy night, an attentive woman can hear it. It is about the same size as the sound of dew, which falls downwards and floats upwards when the seedlings are jointed. Dogs that sleep with their ears on the ground at night are often so frightened by the sound in the rice fields that they crane their necks.

At the turn of spring and summer, everything is growing. Silk and thread, such a budding girl, heard more voices. Which is the wind, which is the human voice, which is the dream, which is the intimacy. But he didn't dare to listen too carefully. In a trance, they would turn over and lift off the thin quilt that pressed them out of breath, and in the soft moonlight, they pressed their newly developed bodies tightly against the windowsill, and murmured to Tian Ji, who was getting less and less watery, and said: Annoying people, really annoying people! The dew in the moonlight was dripping, and the girls' hearts grew rounder, and the seedlings took advantage of the wind to stand on tiptoe and no longer retracted.

In such a good season, the flat pole can also bloom when it is planted in the ground.

There is good rain and wind, and women's hearts are also rejuvenating.

The seedlings are finally closed. The land, once bare by the harvest, is hidden deep again. As the weather heated, the women rolled up their trouser legs high and hid their snow-white bodies into the rice fields, letting the serrated and fluffy leaves rub against each other. After harvesting the seedlings, the woman can only stay at home and wait for the autumn harvest to come, even on the hottest day, even at home, she cannot show her body in the broad daylight. In the serrated and fluffy foliage of the seedlings, swarms of moths fly low. As long as she goes down to the field, there is not a woman whose thighs are not crisscrossed with scars, and the scars are piled up with clumps of dust that have fallen from the moth's wings. The woman plucked the seedlings in front, and the men followed back to back, grabbing the grass ash from the basket hanging diagonally on their shoulders, and letting it fall on the seedlings in a scattered manner, both to get rid of insects and to strengthen the seedlings by the way. No matter how itchy the thighs are, the silk and threads will endure not reaching out to scratch them, and Duan Sanguo's wife has long forgotten the taboo of women, and when she scratches the itch for herself, she also said loudly about Chang Shouyi: If Chang Shouyi didn't go up the mountain to fight guerrillas, he would definitely chase his ass and say that this is a gray guy and that one is also a gray guy. Duan Sanguo's wife thought that others would laugh along, and after waiting for a while, the people around her were silent.

"Only those who are impatient will always think about keeping righteousness!" Duan Sanguo turned around and scolded loudly, while grabbing a handful of grass and wood ash and throwing it at his wife. It was a tailwind, and the ashes of the grass and trees flew very loosely, some of which fell on his wife, and the rest on his two daughters. The daughters complained about Duan Sanguo, it was better to be the mayor than not to be the mayor of the town, they couldn't afford to hire helpers in the past, and they could still talk about it, but they couldn't even talk about it today. This time, Duan Sanguo did not use grass and wood ashes, he pulled up a weed with mud from the roots, jumped over the women's heads, and threw it on the ridge. Duan Sanguo didn't scold anything else, but only scolded them for not having the right light, saying that they had been beaten three times, and there were five barnyard people growing in the fields.

Across the field, Mai Xiang spoke: "The people in the early days also ate weeds, and the grain at that time was growing in the field, and they could pick whatever they wanted. ”

"Don't say that, if you meet someone who likes to get to the bottom of things, and ask you where you heard such profound knowledge, you won't be able to answer."

Duan Sanguo's whispered dissuasion made Mai Xiang's words even more: "What if Fu Langxi said it, I'm not deaf, can't I listen to it?" ”

"Well, just because I'm getting to the bottom of it, let me ask you, there are thousands of people at the gate of heaven, why didn't anyone else hear this, only you heard it?"

Mai Xiang was asked, and never said anything more.

Duan Sanguo didn't say much, grabbed a handful of grass and wood ash and scattered it in the air.

At dusk that day, the farm work that had begun with the summer harvest was done quietly. The men and women at the gate of heaven swarmed into the West River and washed it clean. Some of the women in their clothes soaked in the water have their backs to the upstream, holding the cool flowing water and pouring the ground on their heads, while others lie on the river with their hands propped up on the sand, just like washing clothes, letting their bodies go away with the flowing water. The big and small fish in the river were scared away, and only the sand dogheads, which never grew up, were still frolicking in front of and behind people. When the women saw it, they put their hands in the sand and threw them ashore with the sand and water. After a dozen throws, only one sand doghead less than the length of a little finger was thrown ashore. Not far away, the man who did not have a trace of cotton yarn on his ass washed more happily. They kneaded a handful of half-withered weeds, washed the mud off the leaves, and carefully wiped their bodies with the soft and rough roots. When he is happy, he will shout at the downstream and ask the women to try to wipe themselves with the barnyard as well. Without waiting for the woman to respond, the man will talk to himself: the man's navel eyes that are never tired are also rough like hemp bone stones, of course he is not afraid of barnyard seeds, women can't, women's bodies look like tofu, if you really want to cherish her, you have to lick it with your tongue every night. As he spoke, the women, like frightened ducks, got up from the water and jumped to the shore. It was a water snake that descended from the right bank of the West River and swam through the slow middle stream before it was discovered. The water serpent was also frightened, and half turned, with its head held high, and swam swiftly downstream. A few daring men bounced in shallow water to catch up. There was only water and fine sand in this section of the West River, and not a single decent stone could be found. The empty-handed man could only smash the water snake with sand. The head of the water serpent was raised even higher, like the card man who stood on the penny and held it hard. After chasing for a while, the flowing water made a sharp turn in the straight West River, leaving a deep pool. The water snake swam into the pool without delay, and the chasing man had to look at the ocean and sigh. Duan Sanguo's wife laughed at these men, and asked loudly what they were doing with the dead snake in their crotch, only Ah Cai dared to eat the snake at the gate of heaven, Ah Cai ran away with the independent brigade, and no one else would smell it without her to rob it. The man who didn't play the water snake walked naked and smiling to the women's pile, hiding in the last silk and thread so ashamed that he covered his face and cried.

In the blink of an eye, the West River was full of tears. More than a dozen women who had lost their husbands hugged each other and cried darkly. Duan Sanguo was very dissatisfied and scolded them for being born by camels, they would laugh only if they had to suffer hard, men were not sad after being dead for so long, they were busy like unfried beans all day long, and they were finally idle, not looking for happiness, but crying to death. Everyone else had rested, and Mai Xiang was still there howling uncontrollably. When others cried, they called their husbands' names in a long and short voice, and lamented how they would live in the days of dragging their children and daughters in the future. Mai Xiang thrust her hand into the river sand and drilled her head into the river sand desperately, and only after a long time did she yell: "Oh my God! My land! Who's going to call the shots for me! ”

The people taking a bath are gradually gone, and Duan Sanguo's family is also leaving.

Taking advantage of the absence of others, Duan Sanguo leaned to Mai Xiang's ear and said: "I understand that you have something in your heart that is itching, I want to help you, if it is inconvenient to go to my house, I will go to your house tonight!" ”

Before Mai Xiang could make a sound, Duan Sanguo's wife shouted first: "You said that you won't learn from other mayors!" ”

Before she finished speaking, Duan Sanguo's slap was thrown on her face: "Don't think that you have more eyes than a man, it's amazing, in fact, you don't understand!" ”

Duan Sanguo's wife covered her face and turned the topic aside: "Your baby daughter has ears, do you talk like a person like Lao Tzu?" ”

After dinner, Duan Sanguo stopped Sisi from making tea, saying that he would drink it at Mai Xiang's house with his mouth open. The wife, who had already entered the kitchen to cook pig food, retreated a few steps and had to follow Duan Sanguo. Duan Sanguo disagreed, so he was only willing to let Sisi follow, and said: "Ma Harrier will definitely come, you have to stay in the house to watch the house!" ”

Duan Sanguo wanted to take off the new clothes he had just changed and put on the tattered clothes that he hadn't worn for a long time. Duan Sanguo's wife didn't understand that Sisi was already sixteen years old, and no matter how she wore that kind of ragged clothes, she wouldn't be able to dream of marrying a good man's family. Duan Sanguo didn't let her talk too much, he thought about everything. When and what clothes Sisi wore, he knew in his heart. Duan Sanguo took the silk that had changed into shabby clothes and touched Mai Xiang's house silently.

Duan Sanguo didn't beat around the bush at all: "It's sad that someone else has a husband, but it's a good thing that your husband is dead." If he doesn't die, you and Mr. Fu can only be a dew couple! I knew you wanted to go to him. If you don't go to Mr. Fu like this, you will definitely be bullied at the gate of heaven. Haven't you heard that after the loss of power in the riots in Macheng, many women like you were sold to brothels as **! ”

Mai Xiang's eyes turned red again: "I didn't make a dew husband and wife with Mr. Fu!" He often came to my house for other purposes. He likes to eat the fine rice cakes I make, and he doesn't want others to know, so he sneaks like a wild man! ”

Duan Sanguo waved his hand: "You don't need to say this to me. Before the harrier is ready for you, grab the road slip and go quickly. ”

Mai Xiang really went into the back room, took out a few pieces of clothes that had been wrapped up a long time ago, and opened them one by one for Duan Sanguo to see. Just as he was watching, Mai Xiang suddenly took out a pair of scissors from the embroidered breast pocket and aimed it at Duan Sanguo's throat: "I don't want to stay at the gate of heaven anymore, if you are a harrier for the horse harrier, I will kill you, earn a life and go to the chapel." If you're right, let me go!" ”

Sisi was so frightened that she turned around to run. Duan Sanguo stopped her and asked her to take out a piece of paper from her purse and put it on the table: "I'm still afraid that you will bite back!" Look, the roads are ready! As long as you go out of the gate of heaven, this road is your talisman. ”

Mai Xiang let go of the scissors and grasped the road strip tightly in her hand.

Duan Sanguo shook his head and didn't say a word of blame. He asked Mai Xiang to untie the tangles on his head, comb them into a pair of braids, and then take off the clothes on his body and put on the slightest tattered clothes. After doing this, Mai Xiang stood in the shadow of the lamp, and dimly turned into a silk appearance. Duan Sanguo sent Sisi home first. Looking at the eldest daughter who came back with a new set of clothes in a blink of an eye, Duan Sanguo's wife forgot the previous slap, and not only sent the gong to Duan Sanguo, but also asked him to go to Mai Xiang's house to pick up people early.

Mai Xiang, who was wearing silk clothes, struck the gong as he walked in front, and Duan Sanguo pretended to cover his stomach and follow behind. As we passed by the chapel, the soldiers standing guard on the bell tower poked their heads out and asked aloud why the gong was struck differently than before. Duan Sanguo replied weakly, he took a bath in the Xihe River in the evening and got cold, and his stomach hurt, but he blamed his wife for not giving birth, and he didn't have a son for him, so he had to pull his eldest daughter to help. The sentinel asked Duan Sanguo to recruit him as his son-in-law, so that he would have a son. Duan Sanguo did not answer.

When they reached the left bank of the West River, Mai Xiang said, "I have to thank you! ”

Duan Sanguo said: "You are going to defect to the revolution, not an ordinary matter of repaying the favor!" If you go, maybe you will assist Mr. Fu in making a big career. I want to touch your hand and get some blessings. ”

Duan Sanguo really touched Mai Xiang's hand: "You are a good person!" ”

Before parting, Mai Xiang said: "One day when the independent brigade comes back, Fu Langxi will definitely let you be the mayor at the gate that day." ”

Duan Sanguo sighed: "Today's mayor is not what I want to be, it is all forced by Ma Harrier with a gun, and I can't do it." If there is really a comeback of the independent brigade, as long as Mr. Fu doesn't let Hang Jiufeng cut off my head with a knife, even if it is bombarded with iron sand, even if it is split with five horses, I will not complain. ”

Mai Xiang didn't dare to walk the single-plank bridge, took off her pants and walked straight into the water.

"You must tell Mr. Fu that I am a little person with no blessings, and I just want to live a few more years." Mai Xiang walked away, and Duan Sanguo was still telling in the dark.

When he returned home, he heard that Ma Harrier did not come, and Duan Sanguo was a little unconvinced.

Three-five

Compared to yesterday, it's a little hotter today. Chang Tianliang sits in the middle of the newly laid wheat grains, holding a long bamboo pole in his hand, not allowing chickens, pigs, birds and birds to get close, and at the end of the day, he can exchange for a small half liter of wheat. Through the large patches of golden wheat grains, Chang Tianliang said to the poultry and wild birds who wanted to steal their mouths: "You dare to eat the wheat of Mayor Duan, be careful of the wheat biting your mouth!" As the son of Chang Shouyi, his father took the lead in rioting, and when he saw that the situation was not good, he followed the independent brigade. Chang Tianliang, who was blind, became the first person Ma Harrier wanted to kill. Ma Harrier didn't kill him in the end for two reasons: first, Snow Lemon desperately tried to protect him. The second is that Chang Tianliang didn't let Ma Harrier find a superfluous excuse, and Ma Harrier asked him to talk about new books for 30 days in a row, night and night. Chang Tianliang did it, and he didn't even repeat the story of the second month. The harrier let him go. Duan San didn't have many fields in the country, and the wheat he harvested was limited, but like others, he also asked Chang Tianliang to help watch the drying field.

"It's not good to say this, others listen to it and think I'm really ruthless."

"I won't talk nonsense, Mayor Duan, you are an eagle flying in the sky."

Chang Tianliang raised his head and looked up at the sky. Duan Sanguo also followed and looked high. A few eagles were hovering near and far against the white clouds, and the birds, chickens and ducks who were cheeky and always wanted to steal wheat were all frightened and hidden. Looking at the eagle, Duan Sanguo remembered a sentence he heard from adults when he was a child: The eagle is the eyes of a blind man. Chang Tianliang, who is blind, is really like this, he can see things that others can't see.

Duan Sanguo returned home sullenly, sitting alone at the back door staring at the endless riverbank without making a sound. His wife fried a plate of sunflower seeds and carefully placed them in his hand. Duan Sanguo stretched out his hand and put a few into his mouth, chewed it like grinding tofu, and swallowed it together with the melon seed shell. Seeing him eat a few handfuls in a row, his wife, who was standing on the side, couldn't help but persuade him: "I have become the mayor of the town, I want a good appearance, I have to spit out the shell when I eat melon seeds, and I have to peel peanuts when I eat peanuts." Duan Sanguo scolded his wife for not having a strategy, and the man only collected taxes for a few days, so she set aside at home, fried one or two melon seeds and put half a penny of salt, and she was reluctant to let the salt on the melon seed shell be thicker than the frost, so she didn't spit out the melon seed shell. Duan Sanguo grabbed the sunflower seeds and continued to put them in his mouth. The sound of two rows of teeth chewing is louder than two dogs lying on the side of the street gnawing on a cow leg bone at the same time.

Before the sunflower seeds were finished, they heard the horse harrier shouting outside the door: "It's so fragrant!" ”

A smile that was incompatible with extreme annoyance flickered at high speed in Duan Sanguo's eyes. The wife thought that Ma Harrier had smelled the smell of sunflower seeds, and was about to hide some of them, Duan Sanguo said confidently: "How can Ma Harrier care about this sunflower seed, what he smells is the smell of flesh on a woman's body!" When I talk to the harrier for a while, don't interrupt me, and whatever you say, you have to help me. ”

The harrier came into the house, followed by the orderly, carrying a steamer that was still steaming. When opened, a whole chicken, a whole pig's head, and a carp were revealed. The harrier carries a bottle of wine with him. Duan Sanguo had seen bottles of wine at Mayor Ma's house. He put the bottle in front of his eyes and shook it several times, and kept calling his wife to come and see it, but he didn't know how to open the bottle. Ma Harrier boasted that he had always drunk bottles of wine, and he never wanted to pry the cork out of the bottle step by step, but always put the bottle on the table and shoot at the mouth of the bottle. The harrier pulled out his pistol from his waist, handed it to the orderly, and told him to stand outside the door, as long as it was not for the independent brigade to come, even if the jewels fell from the sky, there was no need to enter the house to report. The harrier asked for a pair of scissors, first cut the fire paint on the wine bottle, and then used the tip of the knife to pry the cork out little by little. The cork slammed into the air, bringing the smell of wine to the room. Ma Harrier picked up the wine bottle with his own hands and filled the two wine cups on the table again and again. Duan Sanguo was still worried about being the owner of this house at first, but slowly stopped mentioning this, and scolded his wife loudly, saying that she shouldn't have given birth to a male race.

"Anyway, you have two daughters." Ma Harrier's eyes were red, and he almost shed tears, "I married two wives, and I have been raised by me like a fertile field, I have not sown wheat seeds in the field in the autumn, and I have not planted seedlings in the field in the spring. If I hadn't had a few sons like this, many people would have laughed out of their bowels! ”

"Since you have already married the second room, why don't you marry another third room." Duan Sanguo was already eight points drunk at this time, "Do you like my second child?" When she was a child, some people said that she was the one who gave birth to a son. As long as you nod your head and turn around and take a sedan chair to carry her away! ”

Duan Sanguo's words on his own initiative made Ma Harrier feel very happy. He raised his glass and saluted Duan Sanguo three times. In the eyes of two drunken men, whether the line is thin and good-looking, that is a matter of being a girl. When she gets married and is pregnant with a man's blood, the thinner woman is, the more she will feel sorry for the child in her belly, and she will not use it to grow her own flesh, but will desperately pour it into the umbilical cord and into the clothes. Duan Sanguo seemed to be even more drunk, and every word he said seemed to be boasting, there were so many women at the gate of heaven, and the only thing that could make him look at him was his second daughter's line. Duan Sanguo is even a pity that there is no woman in the gate of heaven who has the talent to give birth to a son like the line, as long as there is a second such woman, even if one day Fu Langxi comes back with the independent brigade, sets up the stage again, and publicly tries him for the crime of forcibly occupying the people's daughters, he will marry her as a second room, and give birth to a line of incense and a bloodline.

Duan Sanguo's wife was very cooperative, and made excuses for Xian Xian to appear at the wine table twice.

The eyes of the horse harrier will not turn anymore, and wherever the line goes, the eyes of the horse harrier will follow.

Taking advantage of the wine, Ma Harrier called his father-in-law: "I will say it in front, as long as the line gives birth to a son to me, within three days, I will leave the wife in front of me and let the line make a big house." ”

"There's no need to be so polite, the line hasn't been married yet!" Duan Sanguo's drunkenness deepened again, "Gold, silver, gold and silver, gold is always in front of silver, if I don't marry Sisi, I can't marry you." ”

Ma Harrier began to call Duan Sanguo's name again: "My melon is ripe, you can't help but let it fall!" ”

Duan Sanguo is no longer called Captain Ma: "Ma Harrier, since I recognize you as a son-in-law, don't worry." Tomorrow I will take Sisi out, out of the Middle Boundary Ridge, to Huoshan and Lu'an, I don't believe that on such a long road, I can't find someone who can marry Sisi! ”

When the bottle of wine was finished, the harrier called the orderly back to the chapel to get a bottle.

The harrier finally got drunk, collapsed on the bed, and shouted the strings one after another. Ma Harrier slept until the sun set, and when he woke up, Duan Sanguo was still asleep in his room, Sisi followed Duan Sanguo's wife to the silk shop to tear the cloth to make new clothes, and she had not returned, only the thread was dangling in front of Ma Harrier's eyes. Ma Harrier refused to delay at all, grabbed the thread from his waist, and laid it flat on the bed. The line struggled without saying a word. The more silent the thread was, the more the harrier knew in her heart, and let her hands and feet draw flowers, and her moves were all used on the tie of the dead knotted trouser belt. As soon as he untied his trouser belt, the thread suddenly lifted his upper body like a snake, wrapped him tightly, and expertly grabbed the pillow and stuffed it under his waist. Ma Harrier was greatly surprised, if it wasn't for the timely explanation of the line, which was heard from Dong Chongli's story, he would definitely not believe that the line was still a yellow flower girl who didn't understand the wind and the moon. Ma Harrier hurriedly talked about Dong Chongli in a limited time. Ma Harrier's face showed a cruel smile that was incompatible with the charm of the line, and he thought that Dong Chongli, who liked to talk about the wind and moon, would be the death hole of the independent team. When it comes to Dong Chongli and the Independent Brigade, Ma Harrier becomes savage. It wasn't until the ** of the line sounded like the West River when there was a big flood, that Ma Harrier pushed Dong Chongli's shadow away from his eyes. At this time, Ma Harrier was even more surprised, and in the middle of his slender body, it was as wide as the Jinluan Treasure Hall where the three-year-old emperor was sitting. And the skin, which looked shallow and thin, like a sporadic hill with sporadic thorns, but the ground below was so fertile that there was a sound of thick juice just by touching it.

Ma Harrier was extremely happy, and he didn't care that Duan Sanguo's voice waking up was getting louder and louder.

"It's not that I don't want to wait, it's my son urging, and he also smells the bottle of wine!" The more Duan Sanguo blamed, the more proud Ma Harrier became.

Returning to the table, drinking the fragrant tea brewed with a red face on the thread, the horse harrier praised loudly, the thread is simply the field that is flooded every year on both sides of the West River, it looks yellow and not autumn, just sprinkle some seeds on it, if you want it to grow wheat, it will grow wheat, if you want it to grow rice, it will grow rice, if you want it to grow cotton, it will grow cotton, and if you want it to grow red roots, it will grow red roots. Ma Harrier said several ideas in one breath, he looked forward to the line of learning the flooded field, this year planted people, next year the belly will bloom flowers, bear fruit.

There was a strange silence all around. Duan Sanguo blew on the gong with his mouth, and the gong immediately made a rustling sound.

The harrier is gone. The heavy words that Sisi and Xianxian heard were all said by Duan Sanguo. In the past, it was a great good thing to be the mayor of the town, but today is different, the left cannot offend the independent brigade, the right cannot offend the self-defense forces and the ** army, if you want to live a good life, it is even more difficult than heaven. Fortunately, he has two daughters, if it is two sons, Mo said that beating the gong is more like becoming the mayor of the town, even if he drinks water and sleeps on straw, he may not be able to save his head. Since the line is with the horse harrier, Sisi should go to the independent brigade to find a place to land.

Three-six

Before dawn, Duan Sanguo went out with a trace.

On the way, Duan Sanguo told the truth, and it was just an excuse to go to Huoshan and Jinzhai to find his mother-in-law's house. Duan Sanguo only wants to marry Sisi to Hang Jiufeng, if Hang Jiufeng doesn't want Sisi, they won't need to go back to the gate of heaven in this life. If you don't get close to the Hang family, relying on the horse harrier alone is still a dead end.

A gentleman's word, the horse is difficult to chase. Duan Sanguo said three times in one breath: "The horse running on my tongue has twelve legs, and no one can catch up." ”

In Duan Sanguo's eyes, the Hang family is the wolf king of the donkey wolf pack, and if such a family is not in trouble, even if they use a hundred kinds of scheming, they may not be able to climb high. After Sisi understood what Duan Sanguo meant, she almost tripped over the uneven ground twice in a row. The more Duan Sanguo spoke, the more silent he became.

"If you don't speak, you agree, don't you?"

Sisi still didn't speak. Duan Sanguo didn't care about his daughter's thoughts, he had already calculated, and let Mai Xiang go, just let her explore the way in front. Mai Xiang will only look for Fu Langxi, which is consistent with their goal of finding Hang Jiufeng.

On the first day, the road they deliberately walked slowly was all on the left bank of the West River. Duan Sanguo didn't need to inquire about Mai Xiang's whereabouts, it was clearly written on the road that Mai Xiang was going to Huoshan County to visit relatives, and it was indispensable to take this necessary road. When the sun comes out, the West River is wide and wide. After the sun is about to reach its peak, the West River is still relatively wide. As the sun swept overhead, sliding towards the mountains to the west, the West River finally became as narrow as the stream on the side of the street at Tianmenmen, and with a little force, you could soak your urine on the right bank. When the sun was in the west, Duan Sanguo finally climbed the Middle Boundary Ridge. Go ahead, it is the territory of Huoshan County. Zhongjieling is a watershed, and the water that lands on the side of Huoshan cannot flow into the West River under any circumstances, but into another big river called the Yanzi River. Duan Sanguo said it twice, and only then did Sisi remember that the water of the West River can only flow into the Yangtze River, but the water here flows into the Huai River.

As soon as he crossed the Middle Boundary Ridge, Duan Sanguo's words increased. In the autumn of that year, Mayor Ma asked him to come to Yanzihe to buy tobacco. The people of Yanzihe like to sprinkle sesame oil into it when they make tobacco, and when one person smokes, the aroma that comes out of it can't be smelled by ten people. When Mayor Ma smoked cigarettes, a cigarette barrel would not be extinguished from morning to night. Mayor Ma, who was about to finish smoking the cigarette, promised that if Duan Sanguo rushed back before midnight, the foot money for this trip would be doubled. Duan Sanguo and the third watch set off, walking fast along the way, and after crossing the Middle Boundary Ridge, he asked someone for a bowl of water to drink on the side of the road. The man of that family went to Lu'an for two months, leaving behind a woman with a child who was still nursing. When Duan Sanguo drank water, he casually promised the woman that her surname was Hang and she was from the gate of heaven. Duan Sanguo said this for a reason, the bigger the mountain and the deeper the ditch, the more women who could not see five miles away at a glance liked the men of the Hang family who had many legends. As soon as Duan Sanguo said that his surname was Hang, the woman's face began to flush, and she used the excuse of breastfeeding the child to keep her chest half-open. Duan Sanguo told Sisi that women all over the world understand the benefits of the men of the Hang family, and as long as they say that their surname is Hang, they can deceive them into hating to become fleas. It wasn't dark yet, and Duan Sanguo went into the woman's house with a trace.

The woman told him that Mai Xiang had also stayed at her house for the night three days before. Mai Xiang still looked eastward when she left, and half an hour later, the woman was hoeing in the vegetable garden, and when she looked up, she found that she had quietly turned back and turned onto a path to the north. Duan Sanguo and Sisi followed Mai Xiang's trail and walked north for a whole day, until they set foot on the road from the Gate of Heaven to Jinzhai through Heaven, and then they stayed at the house of a man whose lights had been turned off. Duan Sanguo didn't mention the matter of finding Sisi's in-laws, and when he asked, he said that he was looking for someone. The road in Jinzhai is finished, and the road of Lu'an is started again. Duan Sanguo said Mai Xiang's appearance over and over again, as long as he was not wrong, he could always find someone who had seen Mai Xiang. On the morning of the fourth day after leaving the gate of heaven, Sisi found that the blouse she had changed to Mai Xiang that night was wearing on a local woman. As soon as Duan Sanguo spoke, he was grabbed by others. It turned out that when Mai Xiang was begging for pot porridge at her house, she easily changed out of her new clothes that were drying under the eaves. This place is very close to the county seat of Lu'an. Duan Sanguo estimated that Mai Xiang could also think of Fu Langxi and they would not be able to enter Lu'an County at this time. After getting out, he chose a fork in the road that was farther and farther away from the county, and then asked, Mai Xiang turned around and turned back to Jinzhai County.

On this day, Duan Sanguo could still find out about Mai Xiang's traces. After a night, they didn't work, and they were by the Swallow River, and no matter who they asked, they said they hadn't seen it. Duan Sanguo knew in his heart that when there was a riot, these counties around Heaven would count Jinzhai as the most ferocious. Duan Sanguo no longer looked for Mai Xiang, as long as he saw a poor person who had nothing to hang out, he declared that he had come to marry Hang Tianjia's son Hang Jiufeng with silk.

At night, Duan Sanguo was watching Sisi pick up the lights in the inn with grass stalks.

Sisi held a lamp in front of her and didn't feel worried at all.

The wind blew the torn window paper rattle, and a knife took the opportunity to reach in through the window and silently hook Duan Sanguo's neck.

"Who? Don't hurt me! ”

Duan Sanguo tried his best to stabilize himself, holding his hands high. Ke Dao pressed hard a little bit, and Duan Sanguo retreated little by little. When I arrived at the window, I found that the person who made Kedao was Hang Jiufeng.

Duan Sanguo hurriedly said: "I'm not a spy, I'm here with good intentions!" ”

The silk in the lantern also said: "Jiufeng, you don't know me anymore?" ”

Through the window, Hang Jiufeng glanced at it several times in a row: "No wonder Mai Xiang said that since you became the daughter of the mayor of the town, you have changed from your eighteenth year!" ”

Hang Jiufeng walked in from the door and searched Duan Sanguo's whole body.

Duan Sanguo was a little anxious: "You can't do this, I'm here to do a good deed!" ”

Hang Jiufeng's eyes widened: "Can you still do good deeds as the mayor of the town?" ”

Duan Sanguo asked Hang Jiufeng to ask Sisi himself. Hang Jiufeng asked loudly a few times, and Sisi only used the grass stem to pick and choose on the wick that no longer had a lamp. Duan Sanguo asked Hang Jiufeng to lower his voice and ask things in front of women, softly and rudely. Hang Jiufeng lowered his voice a lot, and asked again, but Sisi still blushed and didn't speak.

When he hesitated, Duan Sanguo began to count Hang Jiufeng: "You can be regarded as a person who has had a woman, why don't you understand why women blush in front of men." You are a junior, and I can only talk to you about your marriage. It doesn't matter if you understand it or not. Anyway, it's a blessing or a curse all the way to find it, it's all for your Hang family! Unlike in the past, the power of the Hang family is completely gone today, and they have escaped two lives by luck, and they have to hide and be at the mercy of others. If one day you are not careful, the homestead on Tianmen Street can only be used by others as a pigsty and cattle pen. In the past dynasties, in the Duan family, there has been me, the mayor of the town. It's not that the ancestors of the Duan family don't want to make money, if you want to make money, you have to accumulate virtue, and if you want to accumulate virtue, you have to have money and power. In the past, one surnamed Duan was poorer than the other, and it was not easy to become the mayor of the town, of course, he couldn't miss the good opportunity to accumulate goodness and virtue. That's why I risked my head and came to you with a thread. ”

"Do you want to set up a beauty scheme? I'm not afraid of your beauty tricks! Hang Jiufeng stared at Sisi for a while, "I like you." Do you like me? ”

Sisi nodded unexpectedly.

"My father said a long time ago that he wanted me to marry four women in this life. Well, today, I will marry you. Saying that, Hang Jiufeng was about to do it.

Duan Sanguo hurriedly stopped him: "This time, you have to marry Mingmei." ”

According to Duan Sanguo, in order not to cause unexpected variables in the future, this matter must be witnessed by Fu Langxi or Dong Chongli. Hang Jiufeng was also frank, knowing that Duan Sanguo was worried about Ah Cai, while saying that as long as he was iron-hearted, it would be the same whether he had a witness or not, while putting away the knife, escorting Duan Sanguo's father and daughter, and stumbling to a hidden room.

There, they met Dong Chongli, who was wearing an octagonal hat.

As soon as they met, Duan Sanguo couldn't wait to ask if Dong Chongli had made up his mind not to go back to the gate of heaven to tell stories. Dong Chongli didn't mention the storytelling, what interested him was the idea of Duan Sanguo stepping on the boats on both sides. Duan Sanguo asked Dong Chongli to find Hang Tianjia, and decided on the marriage of Hang Jiufeng and Sisi. Duan Sanguo's words are irrefutable: the Hang family is dying, and the remaining two roots are dealing with swords and guns all day long. To be prepared for the unexpected, the only way to get married is to let Hang Jiufeng get married as soon as possible. Hang Tianjia lost a lot of weight, and the places where there was meat in the past were all full of hatred. Duan Sanguo was much bolder than usual, and he calmly explained that the reason why he married the thread to Ma Harrier was entirely because he had a reason to continue the incense of the Hang family. Hang Tianjia's heart moved, and he still insisted that the independent brigade was a revolutionary team, and the marriage between men and women must not only be consciously voluntary, but also conform to the laws of the Soviets.

"That's not a problem." Dong Chongli said tolerantly, "So far, Jiufeng has not married anyone, and it is not against the law of monogamy that he marries Sisi." ”

"That can be said, if Ah Cai is about to make trouble at that time, you will have to make the decision for Jiufeng." Hang Tianjia was still a little hesitant.

Dong Chongli said: "It's useless for anyone to call the shots in this kind of thing, the key lies in Jiufeng." ”

Duan Sanguo interjected solemnly: "In my opinion, don't say that Jiufeng only marries one silk, that is, there are ten hundred silks for him to be his wife, and Ah Cai can't make a big fuss, what should he do in the end, what else will he do." ”

Hang Tianjia said: "Are you the clever Zhuge Liang? ”

Duan Sanguo said: "Didn't you say that revolutionaries have high consciousness? Ah Cai is originally a woman with a high spirit, and she will not be as knowledgeable as my family. ”

Hang Tianjia was still not at ease, and insisted that he would discuss it when Fu Langxi came back. Duan Sanguo wanted to ask where Ah Cai had gone, as well as Fu Langxi and Mai Xiang. The words to be said rolled on the tip of my tongue again and again, and finally I didn't dare to speak.

"Don't find excuses, you want to wait for Ah Cai to come back. The Hang family has never raised people who are only promised. Dong Chongli said in person, "If you don't take the idea, I'll take it for you." Ah Cai and Jiufeng have been together for so many years, and they haven't even had a blister in their stomachs. The horse harrier lived so comfortably at the gate of heaven, and he still wanted to have a seed to pass on the ancestry. You should also take advantage of this God-given opportunity to let Jiufeng and Sisi enjoy the joy of fish and water together as soon as possible. It's good to live up to Mayor Duan's good intentions of running around for several days and making a special trip. ”

Hang Tianjia said coldly: "You, why don't you think about these things? ”

Dong Chongli was stunned: "I'm not interested in women." ”

Hang Tianjia was unceremoniously: "That's why you are enthusiastic about matching men and women." ”

"You're wrong, I don't want to see Jiufeng and Ah Cai get together!" Dong Chongli suddenly turned colorful. After a pause, he added, "As long as the two of them are together, no one will have a good life." ”

"It's okay, if Hang Jiufeng can give birth to a bloodline as soon as possible, and when he fights with Ma Harrier and them in the future, I will be more down-to-earth." Hang Tianjia sighed.

Dong Chongli said with a little heaviness: "Then don't hesitate!" ”

Hang Tianjia nodded. After a while, Sisi and Hang Jiufeng were called in front of them. Dong Chongli cherished the silent night very much, and without saying a word, he asked Hang Jiufeng to go up and pull a silk hand. Hang Jiufeng took a sharp step into the horizon, grabbed the silk hand and pulled it hard. I can't tell how much strength Hang Jiufeng used, but the silk silk who was sitting with his head down jumped and crashed into Hang Jiufeng's arms. "Heaven and earth testified, Dong was the matchmaker, and Sisi and Hang Jiufeng became husband and wife, and they grew old together in this life and this life. In the next life, I don't care. Dong Chongli said a joke, stuffed a marriage certificate stamped with the Great Seal of the Soviet Union into Sisi's hand, and then waved his hand and asked Hang Jiufeng to take Sisi to the house where the locals used to roast tobacco leaves, and bolt the door to do whatever they wanted.

Hang Jiufeng hesitated and walked out alone. Dong Chongli roared: "Don't go alone, hold Sisi's hand!" ”

The lights flashed in response, and they sounded a few times like firecrackers.

Sisi whispered: "Don't blame Jiufeng, I will walk at night." ”

After all, Hang Jiufeng still held the slightest fingertip and disappeared into the darkness.

"Before I slept on a pillow, I began to feel sorry for the man!" Dong Chongli muttered, and the three men suddenly became speechless.

Not far away, a not-so-thick door creaked a few times, and after a moment's pause, the same creak was heard again, followed by the crisp clash of sandalwood latches. There were a few stars hanging above the swarthy window, and Lin Tao, who was sometimes strong and sometimes weak, mixed with the sound of running water, passed overhead from time to time. Not too far away, a flock of crows barked deeper and deeper into the night. The birds and beasts at the gate of heaven drink water and urine, flowing westward into the Yangtze River, and the birds and beasts in this area drink water and urine, and flow eastward into the Huai River. In addition, there is no difference in habits, they are all born from one species, as long as they are crows, they like to fly up and down the river in flocks at night.

"It's so loud outside!" Duan Sanguo was talking to himself, and Hang Tianjia suddenly said: "I don't know what happened to the two little things in the house, let's go and see!" ”

Duan Sanguo continued his words and said: "My family is not civilized at all, in case something happens, there must be elders outside the door to say some code words to her." ”

The two stood up and walked out together. Leaving Dong Chongli to sit in place and not move.

Not far away, it's a mountain mouth. The man had not yet fully turned around, and a patch of water in the moonlight had already swept in with the wind. Autumn has not yet arrived, and the houses used by the locals to cure-roast tobacco are deserted and independent on the mouth of the mountain. Hang Jiufeng was still talking to Sisi in the house, but the content was not audible. The Swallow River in the starlight is a little narrow, from here to the gate of heaven, it is only about one hundred and thirty miles, as long as you eat two more bowls of rice, you can run to it one day and one night. Duan Sanguo's back was blown cold by the cold wind, but sweat was breaking out on his forehead. Fortunately, Hang Jiufeng said: "Let's sleep!" "Everyone's minds and eyes were fixed on the window of the black hole. There was a sound of fleshy arms and bodies huddled together, followed by the jumble of wooden planks. The situation in the house progressed quickly, and before Hang Tianjia could get in a hurry, Sisi suddenly screamed sharply.

Duan Sanguo was happy: "The little things have become husband and wife!" ”

Hang Tianjia was also very happy: "As long as you continue the incense of the Hang family, I want to thank you!" ”

Duan Sanguo said the truth: "One day you gain power, don't kill me!" ”

At this moment, Hang Jiufeng shouted. The movement in the room then vanished.

Seeing Duan Sanguo and Hang Tianjia go home so soon, Dong Chongli was a little surprised: "So fast? ”

Duan Sanguo smiled: "It's the first time, men are like this!" Just like eating and drinking well, the first bite is to satisfy your cravings, and the taste is later! ”

Seeing that Dong Chongli was silent, Duan Sanguo continued to say: "The little couple is making a happy event in the house, and we have to talk." According to my thoughts, Mr. Dong said the story so well, that is, to pull all the women at the gate of heaven to his bed, and the men will not hate you. I can't figure it out, if you say that the women at the gate of heaven are not as eye-catching as you, after so many years, you haven't gone to a second place. With such good craftsmanship, you can't keep it without a good woman. Tell me which one you really like! As long as the harrier doesn't chop off my feet, the next time I come, I will definitely pull her to meet you. ”

Dong Chongli's words were a little sad: "You don't need to worry about this, if I were interested in women, I would have lost my revolutionary ideals a long time ago!" ”

Duan Sanguo firmly believed in himself: "Impossible! Born a man, there is always a woman who can make him tempted. ”

There was movement again in the room where the tobacco was roasted. Duan Sanguo and Hang Tianjia inevitably ran over to listen again.

Hang Jiufeng said: "Sisi, you have to give birth to a man for the Hang family earlier!" ”

Sisi said: "Don't worry, when it snowed last year, when you practiced martial arts on the street, I thought about giving you a son!" ”

"This kid!" Duan Sanguo and Hang Tianjia were both moved.

Sisi and Hang Jiufeng were also activated by their own words. In the night, the two men and women repeated the sexual pleasure they had just had, all the performances were fleshy, real and empty, making people's hearts tighten into a lump of stone for a while, and stretch into a cloud for a while. The two people outside the house did not follow the endless process of entertainment, and they returned to Dong Chongli again. Duan Sanguo first said that it was time to sleep.

Dong Chongli finally opened his mouth to ask about star fruit. Hearing Duan Sanguo say that star fruit was still working as a maid in the Xue family, Dong Chongli said unfazed that he thought that star fruit would take the opportunity to leave, not be a maid, and not be a subordinate.

At this time, someone came to report that Ah Cai was back.

After a while, Ah Cai really came over. Dong Chongli talked to her alone for a while before letting her come over to see Duan Sanguo.

Ah Cai said: "You are all the mayor, you still dare to come to see us!" ”

Duan Sanguo shook his head: "I didn't do anything else, I just wanted to find a mother-in-law for my daughter!" ”

Ah Cai said gloomily: "A few days ago, when we were stationed somewhere else, we caught a spy who was looking for someone under an excuse. The difference is that instead of using the excuse of finding his daughter's in-laws, the guy claimed that his daughter was abducted by several people with guns. Later, Political Commissar Fu sentenced the spy to death, and I wanted to try my courage and take the initiative to take responsibility for the execution. Do you believe it or not? I shot the spy into a ball of powder with a single shot. ”

Duan Sanguo was frightened into a cold sweat, and he trembled and talked about Mai Xiang: "Ma Harrier has a rule, people who have joined the independent brigade or people who have been executed by the self-defense forces and the rich people who oppose the water are not allowed to leave the gate of heaven for half a step. I opened the way for Mai Xiang, and that danger was simply to use my own head as a shield for her. ”

It was still Ah Cai who was speaking: "Duan Sanguo, don't be afraid, your intentions Mr. Dong has told me." You're so well-intentioned! On the day Mai Xiang came, Political Commissar Fu was not there, and Mai Xiang had to tell that he and Political Commissar Fu had already done something about a dewy couple. At that time, I said to Jiufeng: Since a woman is willing to sleep with a man, how can there be any reason to harm this man again! Since you voluntarily gave your daughter to someone from the Independence Brigade, of course you are not an enemy of the Independence Brigade. Also, maybe I have to thank you, Jiufeng married your daughter, and I can fall in love freely. I won't be jealous of your daughter. I still have a dream in my heart, maybe one day another man like a cigar will come to me. ”

Hang Tianjia patiently waited for Ah Cai to finish speaking: "If you don't say so much, I won't say it." Since you've said a lot, I'm going to have to say a little. Jiu Feng's marriage to Sisi was agreed by me. I am the head of the Hang family, and I can only think of some real things. So I hope you can respect my decision, and don't be like in the last moments of the Xue family, which turned the world upside down and ruined the family. ”

"I said nothing would happen. Taking a step back, Sisi is actually relieving my pain by doing this. ”

It can be seen that Ah Cai is really not angry.

Duan Sanguo was very strange, although he had long judged that Ah Cai would neither make a fuss and break the net, nor would he do anything to jump off the wall in a hurry, but it was really incomprehensible for him to be so quiet. Duan Sanguo, who was a lot less confident, spent the night worriedly, and finally waited for the moment when Sisi and Ah Cai met.

Out of the need for concealment, when the sun came out, everyone except the sentinels hid silently in several rooms. Sisi, who was a first-time wife, couldn't help but blush when she saw others, Ah Cai reached out and pulled her from behind Hang Jiufeng, and repeatedly persuaded her to live with the independent brigade for a while, and then return to the gate of heaven when the moon was full. Ah Cai got a few angelica boiled eggs from nowhere, and she had to eat them. Hang Jiufeng was too heroic, and when he was budded by him, the blood flowed like menstruation. Sisi is petite, and when she caters to Hang Jiufeng, she will suffer a greater loss, and she doesn't need angelica to make up for her body, but the first three days of her newlywed are too much of a loss.

Sisi, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke: "I'm not afraid of losses, I like to suffer Jiufeng's losses, and the more I suffer, the happier I feel." ”

Ah Cai was laughing non-stop, Dong Chongli jumped out of the back room, pointed at them with his finger, and tried his best to make a fierce appearance, not to make loud noises. The smile on Ah Cai's face couldn't be cleaned up for a while, and Duan Sanguo finally saw from her gaze on Dong Chongli that Ah Cai did have a better ideal in her heart.

"I'm kind of talking, am I?"

"It's useless to just talk like words, it's better to set up a love research society."

"Wow, I'm going to ask you to be president today."

"No, I can't. You and Mai Xiang happen to be one in the main position and the other in the deputy position. Dong Chongli, who was intent on robbing Bai Acai, actually changed his original intention and made a joke.

"The name is very pleasant, I'm afraid that some people will suspect that it has something to do with the Three Youth League of the national **."

Dong Chongli was shocked, he didn't expect Duan Sanguo to say such a thing.

Thirty-seven

The green rice fields were full of pink and white, and all the seedlings were spout.

The body of silk and thread is not popular, and it will not be popular. It was too hot, everyone was wearing minimal clothes, and the sisters' rapidly inflated ** soon drummed out so that everyone could understand what was going on. Zhang Langzhong, who was invited from the county seat, saw the pulse of the line, and asked for two silver dollars when he opened his mouth. Lieutenant General Zhang Lang said that if the line was not a son, he was willing to pay ten for one and return twenty silver dollars. Ma Harrier, who couldn't help but be overjoyed, asked Zhang Langzhong to continue to talk about the people in Sisi's belly, when they grow up, whether they embroider or carry guns. Zhang Langzhong did not take the pulse for the slightest, and concluded based on his face alone that by the time of the New Year, there would be an extra kowtow man in front of the Hang family's ancestral card. Duan Sanguo was worried that Ma Harrier would change his face, so he pulled the words he had said many times back on his lips: It was all providence that the slightest trace fell to this point, who would have thought that he would run so far to find his in-laws' family and run into the Hang family. From the beginning of the fight against the long-haired army, the Hang family was so brutal that ordinary people couldn't help it. Ma Harrier was not angry, and said with a smile, I knew that Sisi would also have a son, so it was better to marry her sisters together. Ma Harrier also said that the most important thing at this time is to accumulate virtue and goodness, don't say that there is no bubble of fetal gas that grows into a human shape, even if Hang Jiufeng, who planted seeds in his belly, hits the muzzle, he will not want Hang Jiufeng's life.

"Before the line is in the basin, even if Hang Jiufeng turns into an ant and burrows under the foot board, I will not step on it!"

The day when the horse harrier generously brought the bride price and the wedding card to the door. He wants to marry the thread with great fanfare.

There were several heavy floods in the West River, and after the bridge slabs connecting the two banks were removed, they were piled up on the river bank without a chance to build them again. As soon as the men who like to catch the big water show their heads downstream, there was a commotion at the gate of heaven. Those who were waiting to receive and deliver the goods, either the owner called the man, or the man called the master, ran to the river beach in groups of three or five. Running at the front were the children of the Gong Gong family, and regardless of whether the people who were struggling in the middle of the river heard it or not, they raised their heads and shouted: "Father! Father! Father's hey-"Sailing against the current, the hungry belly struggling into a pregnant woman's face of the Yan Gong was also excited, as soon as his feet touched the ground, he shouted loudly, God always loves to rain according to women's habits, there are men who have big water every day, and there are no men who have to smoke every day. The boy who ran fast first dragged the cable from the pole, tied it to the pole, and then jumped into the water with his bare buttocks, and worked hard with the boys until he landed half of the pole on the beach. Waiting for the owner of the cargo on the shore to meet him, he simply asked: "Arrived?" The boys also responded simply: "It's arrived!" "People who have goods are starting to bury their heads in picking goods. Those who don't pick up the goods see the stitches, talk to the busy man, and ask them to take their goods out when they go into the water. The man had to state again and again that the water in the river was too big this time, and except for the skin oil that was not afraid of water, other goods were not lucky, so he could only wait for the next trip. When talking, the children are getting more and more. The boy began to dig out lumps of candy from his pocket, giving two for each of his own children and one for two children in other people's families. The child who got the candy quickly ran to the side, pulled out a nail-like mussel from the sand by the water, and halved it with the sharp shell. From time to time, when a child fights because of the different sizes of the two halves cut off, the boy shouts from afar, so that the child who gets a small piece of candy will take a few sips of the large piece of candy. If there is still trouble, the nearest adult will come forward to intervene, take back the lumps of candy of different sizes, shake them in the palm of your hand a few times, and then pinch them separately, and let the children choose left or right by themselves.

Duan Sanguo came over with two soldiers, and before he could see where the person was, he began to call: "Yu Ghost Fish, is it okay to entrust you with something?" ”

A man with a red body ignored the child for a while, turned around and jumped on the dust, and carried a few cardboard boxes tightly wrapped in oiled paper ashore.

"Captain Ma's—it's here!" The guy called Yu Ghost Fish deliberately didn't say the word in the middle. In front of everyone, Yu Guiyu explained the contents of the carton one by one: like a small round mirror carried by a rich woman, it was a Hong Kong cake that was only sold in the Huangshi Harbor area; Wrapped into thin strips of red and green colored paper is the osmanthus Dong crisp made by the Wuxue people; The crisp and thin plate in the shape of cirrus clouds in the sky is the Dongpo cake invented by the scholar named Su Shi when he was the deputy chief of staff of the local army in Huangzhou; It looks like a dog's foot, and the name is a dog's foot, which comes from Tuanfeng Town, a large wharf on the left bank of the Yangtze River; In addition, there are medicinal wine soaked in snakes, Qi Ai used to boil water and bathe when the new daughter-in-law gives birth to a child and the child is full of three dynasties, and tea rock sugar and cotton brown sugar are transported by a large ship to the shore of Lanxi. In addition, there are many out-of-season melons and fruits. These rare things at the gate of heaven are transported along the river along the river! Shipped in! Children say, and adults say, it's really like a lot of good luck is coming.

"Mayor Duan marries his daughter like this, even if he sleeps in a coffin, he will wake up with a smile."

"It's not me marrying a daughter, it's Captain Ma marrying a daughter-in-law." Duan Sanguo argued meaningfully.

The soldiers of the Self-Defense Forces carried their things and left, and Yu Ghost Fish chased after him and reminded him that he had said that he had done so before, and he could not pay for these goods with his feet, and the capital had to be paid. Duan Sanguo didn't speak for a long time, and he couldn't help but speak: "Captain Ma's happy event is set on the eighth day of the new year, and these things can only be regarded as wedding gifts!" ”

The rest of the ghosts are in a hurry, and the guys are even more anxious. You can only run on the West River for a maximum of 20 trips a year, and these things are worth the cost of two trips to the water. Duan Sanguo reluctantly explained that it was rare for Ma Harrier to encounter a good thing of double happiness, while getting married, waiting to have a son, everyone would help to have fun, and it would be inevitable to invite everyone to drink happy wine when the time came.

"Captain Ma has always been affectionate, and anyone who gives a gift must invite him to drink a wedding wine. Captain Ma means that no one should go out before drinking the wedding wine. If someone looks down on Captain Ma, or still thinks about Hang Jiufeng and them, then there is no way! ”

As soon as the soldiers walked out of a dozen steps, Duan Sanguo made amends to everyone in the crowd, blaming himself for not having a line, and letting Ma Harrier take a fancy to him, which caused everyone to spend a lot of unjust money. Fortunately, Sisi is Hang Jiufeng's person, if those things that Hang Jiufeng participated in become the climate one day, he will definitely let Hang Jiufeng find a way to return the money to everyone. Duan Sanguo also thought of a way to vent his anger for the Yan Gongke, and on the day of the wedding wine, everyone went to the cave room to touch Ma Harrier's new daughter-in-law a few more times and kiss them a few more. I heard that every family wants to give wedding gifts, and the men said that on that day, the face of the line will be called out by the people of Tianmen.

The gate of heaven is more chaotic than the riverside, and the people who have to give wedding gifts are beating chickens and scolding dogs.

Star fruit came to Duan Sanguo and relayed the meaning of snow lemon. Xue Ling asked Duan Sanguo not to force those who couldn't afford to give wedding gifts, and she would pay for the cost of Ma Harrier's wedding and wedding wine. Duan Sanguo scolded Xue Ling in his heart that it was not an ordinary moo, but that it was so mooted that there was no crack in his heart. Snow Daddy and Cigar have lived for more than a hundred years in total, and they have almost done all the stupid things, that is, they have never done anything to help people give gifts. Duan Sanguo accepted the money brought by the star fruit and pretended to report to Ma Harrier. Duan Sanguo only talked to Ma Harrier in the chapel for a while. He heard that a man had drunk too much of the medicinal wine made by the snake, and the woman who slept with him had to get up in the middle of the night to soak in brown sugar water to boost his breath. Duan Sanguo is not worried about the body of the line, he is worried about the roots of the Ma family in the stomach of the line. After returning from the chapel, Duan Sanguo told the star fruit that the horse harrier was angry, saying that Xue Ling was raised with a bowl of rice, and he didn't know the world and the world, and whether to give a wedding gift or not was not only a matter of money, but more importantly, he wanted to be popular. Xue Ning's wedding gifts for everyone can't be taken back, Duan Sanguo said that there has never been a practice of taking back the wedding gifts sent out at the gate of heaven, and doing so is simply a curse behind people's backs. Duan Sanguo asked the star fruit to bring his words to Xue Ning. Carambola went and came back, saying that it was Xue Ning who had spoken, and since Duan Sanguo thought that the wedding gift could not be recycled, she would not accept it.

Duan Sanguo's wife later said that this was the first money he had received as the mayor of the town.

The eighth day of the first day of the first month of the good day was just around the corner, and Ma Harrier sent the people of the Self-Defense Force out to reconnoitre, but none of the people who came back one after another heard the movement of the Independent Brigade, and the information from Commander Feng said that the Independent Brigade had fled to the Guangshan area of Henan Province and was reorganized into the main series of the Workers' and Peasants' Red Army in the Dabie Mountains. Ma Harrier ridiculed the so-called main force of the Workers' and Peasants' Red Army, which did not have as many guns as the Self-Defense Forces under his control, more than 100 people and dozens of guns, and called them divisions or armies. The pockmarks on Ma Harrier's face turned into red bubbles, and he wanted to celebrate with the joy on his body. Ma Harrier handed over the prepared wedding ceremony rules and menus to Duan Sanguo for review. Duan Sanguo couldn't recognize all the words on it, but he worked very hard, even if he asked others intermittently from time to time, he had to read it to the end. The wedding ceremony is only a piece of paper, and it does not take up time to read. The menu has three sheets of paper, and it takes a lot of effort to read them clearly. As soon as Duan Sanguo read the two pieces of paper, Duan Sanguo's wife shouted, and these alone were far more than the banquet that Snow Daddy prepared for the cigar to marry Ah Cai back then. Ma Harrier is very serious, although the line is the wife of the third room, she is pregnant with his lifeline in her belly. Ma Harrier asked others that when the Xue family married Ah Cai, they only used three noodles and rice plus ten dishes, saving the twelve weighs in the middle. The marrying wine of the horse harrier not only made up for the twelve swatches, but also had another big feast when sending off guests.

Duan Sanguo was not as happy as Ma Harrier, three noodle rice plus ten dishes would cost thirty-two seats, and the Dawei banquet would also have thirty-two seats, and a lot of silver dollars would be required to calculate the accounts casually. Ma Harrier didn't take out a penny himself, and all of them had to be picked out little by little from the fingers of the people at the gate of heaven, which was much more serious than the crime of shooting Snow Daddy.

I don't have to worry about these things at all, I want to vomit sour water during the day, but I only want to hang Jiufeng at night. When it was almost dawn, Sisi was suddenly awakened by the sound of pigs being killed outside. I don't know where the habit started from which dynasty and which generation, the people at the gate of heaven kill pigs, they must rush early in the morning, and when the other people in the town get up and open the door, the breeze blowing in the face will carry a fresh smell of meat. The three pigs to be killed at the wedding banquet were all snatched by soldiers of the Self-Defense Forces from several mounds on the right bank of the West River. The stolen pigs were pressed against the slaughter bench and screamed very loudly.

When the butcher began to kill the second pig, Hang Jiufeng screamed softly outside the window.

Sisi thought she had heard it wrong, and covered her head with a quilt in fear: "Don't mess with me, I just had my menstruation, and I can avoid your evil!" ”

This time, Hang Jiufeng said a few more words, including what he said in the house where the flue-cured tobacco leaves in the Swallow River were spoken. Sisi understood that it was the real Hang Jiufeng standing outside the window, so she hurriedly got up and opened the window. Before Hang Jiufeng could stand firmly, he was dragged into the mosquito net.

The two hugged each other before Hang Jiufeng asked Sisi: "Okay, why do you say that menstruation is coming?" ”

Sisi was embarrassed: "You called me in such a soft voice, making me think that a headless ghost came to seduce the soul." ”

Hang Jiufeng didn't care about thinking of himself as a ghost: "It's really strange, pregnant women are all afraid of ghosts. ”

Sisi almost screamed: "I haven't opened my mouth yet, how do you know I'm happy?" ”

Hang Jiufeng was disciplined and couldn't tell the truth, so he could only suggest that if there weren't a few people at the gate of heaven where thousands of mouths were eating, the independent brigade would have been wiped out by the ** army and the self-defense forces.

Sisi didn't care about this, but still chased and asked: "It must be my father's wind and the letter." ”

There is a basis for this. In order to prepare for the wedding with the line, Ma Harrier has gone too far, if he doesn't take the initiative to call the independent brigade back to hit his arrogance, at least half of this account will be counted on his head in the future.

Hang Jiufeng didn't refute, he turned to the side and asked about the situation of the Self-Defense Forces. Sisi often accompanied the line to the chapel, and she knew all the guns of the Self-Defense Forces. Because there is news that the independent brigade went to Henan in the north of Dabie Mountain, Ma Harrier secretly transferred more than 40 guns back to the county seat, in exchange for some new recruits who did not have guns, it seems that there are still hundreds of soldiers in the town every day, in fact, half of them do not even have a blow pipe in their hands.

Hang Jiufeng put on his clothes with joy on his face and climbed out of the window. When the third pig began to be killed outside, Hang Jiufeng climbed in through the window again.

Sisi asked worriedly: "Is the independent brigade going to fight back?" ”

Hang Jiufeng replied categorically: "If you don't return to the gate of heaven, heaven will not tolerate it." ”

All three pigs died. Before it was completely quiet outside, the chief of affairs of the Self-Defense Forces shouted for a share of the pork. The thirty-two tables of banquets were distributed among the three wealthy families, including the Xue family, who were responsible for making the first noodle rice, the surrounding dishes and the main dishes. The remaining two make the second and third dishes and a variety of dishes to match. The pork should be divided, the food that was unloaded from the basket should be divided, the fish fished up from the nearby pond should be divided, and all the dried and fresh vegetables, marinades, spices, glutinous rice, dried noodles, sesame seeds, and soybeans that everyone bought with money and given as gifts should all be divided into three parts. When the large scale is used up, the small scale is used again, the bucket is measured, and then the liter is used. The three men invited from the county town, plus 27 soldiers of the Self-Defense Forces, were also divided into three families, and together with the cooks, maids, and men of each family, they soon did the work of chopping wood, lighting the fire, carrying water and washing vegetables, and so on.

At breakfast, Ma Harrier asked the orderly to bring a pot of fragrant heart and lung soup. Sisi thought about Hang Jiufeng in her heart, picked up a bowl of heart-lung soup in front of the orderlies and walked to her room. At noon, the orderly brought another pot of meat sliced soup and drank two large bowls of the line. Sisi could have drunk two large bowls, but because Hang Jiufeng was still hiding in the room, she only drank one bowl, and the remaining bowl was brought into the room.

The orderlies came and went, and there was nothing unusual to see. Hang Jiufeng hadn't tasted such good food for a long time, and his heart was refreshed, and Chang Tianliang set up a drum in the outhouse again, saying that Ma Harrier was worried that people would upset the two pregnant women, so he specially asked him to read books to prevent them from being affected by the outside.

The Spring and Autumn Period of the Warring States period was noisy, and they were all the descendants of the Zhou Dynasty. Only Qin was the only one who respected Yan Qi and Zhao Jun. Zhao Guolian is quite a hero, and he is called Yiren when he holds the emperor's grandson. Yang Zhai has a Lu Buwei, and his wife Zhu is pregnant, and the two design to transfer flowers and trees, entangle the emperor and grandson to play amorous, hand over the cup and wide clothes belt, and pretend to be born in marriage. If you don't do it again, you will try to save Yiren from returning to the capital. In the spring of February, Zhu Ji gave birth to the Little First Emperor. Yiren was overjoyed at first sight, and named him Qin Yingzheng. Ying Zheng was ten years old, and King Zhao's palace was ordered to return to yin. The state of Qin was very powerful, and the guards swept away Han. The emperor's grandson Yiren ascended the throne, Buwei was crowned the prime minister, and Zhu Ji's main palace was gifted. Yiren returned to Yin for three years, and it was rumored that he sat in the court with the first emperor, but he was not Wei Lu Jiagen.

Suddenly, Chang Tianliang, who heard something, stopped talking.

Ma Harrier brought a large number of soldiers to surround the Duan family.

The line was frightened, and trembled as if it had moved the tire. Ma Harrier didn't dare to go too far, holding the line with one hand, standing outside the door and persuading both Sisi and Hang Jiufeng with kind words. As long as Hang Jiufeng surrenders himself, he said before that if he didn't kill Hang Jiufeng, it will definitely count. Before the words fell, Hang Jiufeng got out from behind the mosquito net, stood in front of the horse harrier, and tightly blocked the silk behind him.

I haven't seen him for a few months, and Hang Jiufeng's heroic spirit is even worse than before.

Ma Harrier couldn't think of anything else, so he said, "Jiufeng! According to the rules, I should call you brother-in-law, and I don't say anything businesslike, so don't embarrass me. ”

Silk was so anxious that she jumped to her feet. Duan Sanguo reminded beside him: "Sisi can't be frightened, once the tire gas is moved, even kowtow will be helpless." Hang Jiufeng confessed very reluctantly that the rest of the independent brigade had gone to Guangshan, Henan two days earlier, and he had been missing Sisi, and he was worried that he would not be able to come back if he went to Henan, so he deserted. The one who did not travel far with the main force of the Independent Brigade was his family's iron sand cannon, which was too heavy to carry in a hurry, and was hidden in a cave in heaven.

As soon as Hang Jiufeng was brought into the chapel, Sisi went to see it once.

"It's a big deal, anyway, the Hang family already has descendants."

Sisi went home with Hang Jiufeng's words, and said to Duan Sanguo, who was still like a man, "You don't want to be too clever and summon Jiufeng back to deal with Ma Harrier, but in turn you want to kill him!" Duan Sanguo plugged her mouth with a piece of pickled radish and told her to pretend to be sick and stay at home, neither thinking about drinking the joy wine of the line, nor worrying about Hang Jiufeng. As long as the line is not in the pen, don't say that you want Hang Jiufeng's life, it is the dead skin on Hang Jiufeng's head, and the horse harrier will not move a piece.

"While the pot is still boiling hot, you can take a good bath, maybe everyone will drink your and Hang Jiufeng's happy wine!"

Duan Sanguo said a word to the sky, and said a word towards the sky, blinking his eyes and hearing the gods.

Thirty-eight

The sun shines into the house through the back door, and the bride's sedan chair appears at the gate. The line cried and got on the sedan chair, first went around a big circle outside the town, and then rested in the gazebo not far from the entrance of the lower street and waited for dark. The red lantern at the gate of heaven was finally lit, and when the sedan chair reappeared, the thirty-two tables that had been laid out along the street from the entrance of the chapel were already full of people. The soldiers of the Self-Defense Forces were also among them, and Ma Harrier was afraid that something too hard and too hot would rush to rejoice, and he didn't let them bring a gun, and he said in the order that the people of the independent brigade were coming, and there were so many mouths that a bite could bite them to death, and if the people of the independent brigade did not come, everyone would open their mouths to eat his mother's good food and drink his mother's good wine.

Ma Harrier unexpectedly let Hang Jiufeng come out and sat on the chairman of the distinguished guest. Others didn't know that Ma Harrier tied a hand ** to Hang Jiufeng's feet, and connected the cable to the table with a rope. The horse harrier wearing silk and satin arched in six directions, east, west, north, south, heaven and earth, and said loudly that he was also a man with a benevolent heart, although he had a fierce move in the past, it was also out of obligation to the country and **, not to do it with a heart, otherwise he would not let go of Hang Jiufeng. Ma Harrier deliberately mentioned Daddy Hang's last words: "Daddy Hang is full of hope that his only son and grandson will avenge him, but I am thinking about how not to let the only incense of the Hang family go out." The sky has learned from it, Ma is willing to help, and the bloodline handed down by the ancestors of the Hang family will continue to flourish. ”

The firecrackers are getting louder and louder, and a few suona will blow the people all over the street into laughter.

The wedding proceeded quickly, and as soon as it was dark, the bride and groom began to drink the Round House wine.

Thirty-two tables of guests are also looking forward to the good wine and food that they have not seen for many years. When he was happy, the star fruit that led the food delivery suffered a lot of losses, from the chest to the thighs, there were green and purple marks everywhere that the man pinched out.

A feast was eaten from dark until late at night, and everyone remembered that there was one last course. As soon as the braised whole fish was served, everyone invariably put the chopsticks in their hands aside. The harrier came out of the cave with the strings and walked through the thirty-two tables to toast all the visitors.

Hang Jiufeng stomped and stood outside the stool, holding the wine bowl with both hands, and greeted the groom and bride after the toast: "So many people are helping you, you have to give birth to a white fat son quickly!" As he spoke, he exerted a force on his hand, and the two bowls that clinked glasses suddenly shattered.

Ma Harrier is still saying: "The wine breaks the bowl, and my son has a string!" ”

Hang Jiufeng had already used half a bowl of porcelain against the neck of the horse harrier.

Ma Harrier didn't panic: "Hang Jiufeng, don't mess around, be careful that your hands are blown up!" ”

Hang Jiufeng ignored it, and continued to force Ma Harrier to give the order and let the Self-Defense Force soldiers come out with weapons and surrender.

A cupola cannon with colorful flowers appeared in the sky above the gate of heaven. Chang Shouyi and Hang Tianjia rushed in from both ends of the small street with a large group of people. Looking at the sharp half of the bowl of porcelain, Ma Harrier took out his pistol and threw it on the wine table with great unwillingness.

Before the people on the street could react, the banquet changed hosts.

Dong Chongli, who appeared later, announced in a loud voice that the wedding would continue. The pale men who had been frightened by the sudden appearance of the Independent Brigade were all tied up and taken aside, and the vacant seats were replaced by poor people who had previously only been able to smell the scent from a distance. The first pair of newcomers were Fu Langxi and Mai Xiang, and three pairs of newcomers who were also soldiers of the Independent Brigade followed them. Four couples, eight men and women, did not worship heaven and earth, nor did they worship their parents, listened to Dong Chongli's command, and bowed three times to the newly hung red flag, and then raised their hands and swore an oath, loudly saying that the cause of the red zone is the first, and the personal marriage is the second. Sisi didn't want to listen to the loud voices of the newcomers, pulled Hang Jiufeng's sleeves tightly, and repeatedly told him that he couldn't kill the horse harrier no matter what. Hang Jiufeng also kept persuading Sisi to let go of his illusions, the hatred between Ma Harrier and the Hang family could not be written off just because he didn't kill him this time.

After the wedding, the couple went to their respective cave houses. People who hadn't heard of a book for a long time surrounded Dong Chongli and asked him to talk about a book. At the end of the night, not a single one of the thirty-two tables had left.

Before the sun came out, Duan Sanguo, like at dusk the previous day, was busy calling the families in charge of cooking, and hurriedly delivered the eighty-eight sixty-four dishes of the Dawei banquet to each table. It was still dark, and the first dish on the table was eight fresh fruits: apples, fresh peaches, plums, watermelons, melons, water chestnuts, chestnuts and red dates. After staying up all night, there was nothing in the throat that was not dry, everyone grabbed their mouths and gnawed, and the sweet and sour fresh fruit was unblocked. Seasonal fresh fruits are easy to find, but out-of-season watermelons, melons, chestnuts, and apples are really hard to find. The people of the independent brigade were also moved, the horse harrier is really an infatuated species, otherwise he would not have put so much effort into getting these things. Everyone talked while eating, when the snow daddy and the snow grandmother were alive, they had to leave some chestnuts to taste fresh in the spring of the second year every year, and every autumn, the snow family had to pick up dozens of loads of fine sand from the Xihe, and after drying, the chestnuts were buried in a dry and ventilated house. From autumn to spring, among the ten catties, the ones that can survive the freezing and spring tides are only one and a half catties at most. The Gate of Heaven does not produce watermelons, melons, or apples, which have always been brought into the mountains by water. Because they were so easy to rot, the grocery stores never entered them, and the men brought back such things against the current, which were specially ordered in advance by the greedy rich. There are never many good things, and too many are not good things.

After eating the rare fresh fruit, everyone thought about asking Dong Chongli. Chang Shouyi's voice was the loudest, the melon seedlings in the field were only half a foot long, and there were watermelons to eat, which showed that the revolution was indeed right, in the past, he guarded the bridge on the river, that is, he picked up a piece of watermelon skin left over from the rich man's food, and he also felt that it was a great blessing. Dong Chongli really knew how to put watermelons, melons and apples in the second year without rotting, he heard from Fu Langxi: as long as they are melons and fruits, they are all buried in soybeans, no matter whether they are frosty or snowy, no matter what they want, there is always a fresh taste waiting there when they want to eat. Once upon a time, this was what Francie's family did. Chang Shouyi's eyes widened: "Burying a watermelon requires thirty catties of soybeans, and burying fresh fruits for the family to eat for more than half a year, wouldn't there be tens of thousands of catties of soybeans!" Dong Chongli contemptuously did not look at Chang Shouyi in his eyes: "Of course, it costs thirty catties of soybeans to bury one watermelon, and one hundred catties of soybeans to bury ten watermelons!" Almost no one understands this, Dong Chongli said a few more words, some people only see things and do things only one way to build a bridge on the West River, thinking that everything in the world is to build ten bridges on the river surface ten zhang wide. Revolution is a kind of dream, and if there is no dream, Fu Ranci will not give up the ready-made good life, but run to the gate of heaven and marry a widow who makes a living by opening a restaurant.

Dong Chongli's ungrateful words were drowned out by the shouts of the serving.

Amid the smell of spiced anise, four men who were grooms came out together and toasted the guests from table to table. Fu Rancy spoke in front of everyone, today's wine and food were seized from the hands of the horse harriers, not enough, not too much, and when the Soviets were completely victorious, it was the day when no one got married, and there were endless bottles of wine to drink, and there were endless feasts to eat. Wine strengthens courage, and the poor at the gates of heaven are bold again. Some people say that Fu Langxi should not marry a widow from a poor family, not to mention Lu'an and Wuhan, at least it is reasonable to marry a woman from the county. Hang Jiufeng is no longer the groom, but he insists on mixing in with the groom. He said that the combination of Fu Langxi and Mai Xiang is revolutionary love, whether it is in the city or in the countryside, whether it is poor or rich, it has nothing to do with it. Everyone who heard Hang Jiufeng's words was stunned, and Fu Langxi also remembered to praise Hang Jiufeng after toasting.

Hang Jiufeng was smug about the reaction caused by his words, and Sisi quietly reminded him in his ear that Duan Sanguo had something to look for him. Everyone was busy drinking wine and eating meat, and no one noticed that Duan Sanguo and Hang Jiufeng were talking about important things. Duan Sanguo wants Hang Jiufeng to let Ma Harrier a horse, the revenge of the world will be avenged, and the grace of the world cannot be turned a blind eye. The line didn't speak, and as soon as she came up, she put her hand on Hang Jiufeng's waist, and quickly followed her sister's example. There were four soft hands pushing and pulling in front of and behind him, and before he knew it, Hang Jiufeng had arrived at the place where Ma Harrier was being held.

Through the window, Ma Harrier opened his mouth and called his brother-in-law: "You can't eat the dates on the tree, forget the grace of the tree!" I didn't kill you, and you can't kill me! ”

Hang Jiufeng twisted his waist and shook off many hands on his body: "Your memory has made the dog eat!" You're killing my whole family! ”

Ma Harrier didn't admit it: "It's a war, and I can't be blamed alone." ”

Duan Sanguo came up and blocked Ma Harrier's mouth: "When is it, still saying these oil-free words!" ”

Duan Sanguo seemed to have thought about it a long time ago, and an idea came to him in the blink of an eye. He pushed his two daughters aside and handed a sharp knife through the crack in the door to the harrier.

Duan Sanguo said: "Second son-in-law, you can let Jiufeng save the previous feud and leave it for future disposal. ”

Before Hang Jiufeng could figure out how a person's hatred could survive, the harrier who was locked up in the house had already cut off one of his ears. The horse harrier, who was missing one ear, was holding his head and spinning in place, stretching his bloody head out of the window from time to time for Hang Jiufeng to see.

"When people do this, they are already benevolent and righteous! Such an important piece of meat fell, he didn't even snort, if Daddy Hang hadn't died, he would definitely admire such a hero! Duan Sanguo used his words to excite Hang Jiufeng.

A bloody cavity surged up, Hang Jiufeng unscrewed the lock on the door, and watched as the horse harrier got into the narrow gap between the two mountain walls, carrying the half bottle of wine that Duan Sanguo gave him and fled to the back mountain. Duan Sanguo commanded behind him, wait until he had crossed the two mountains, and then pour the wine on the ear that had become a hole in light. Duan Sanguo was sure that no matter how strong the horse harrier was, it couldn't stop the burning strength of the wine poured on the wound, and once the wine was poured on it, the screams provoked could penetrate a mountain.

The poor people, who had never been so well fed and well-fed, were so satisfied that they wanted to make trouble in the cave house for three days and three nights. After leaving the table, everyone crowded to the door of the chapel in a noisy, and the sentries of the independent brigade blocked them with guns, and the poor people who wanted to make trouble in the cave house scattered in a hurry.

The drunken gate of heaven has been confused. The only sentinels that could move were a dozen or so, plus hungry dogs who were always foraging.

After being caught off guard, a shout suddenly sounded on the mountain: "Listen to the mongrels of the independent brigade, Lao Tzu was born by a cat, he has nine lives, you can't kill Lao Tzu, whoever dares to touch Lao Tzu's seed in the belly of the line, Lao Tzu will use candle oil to uncover his skin!" ”

Fu Langxi, who woke up from Mai Xiang's arms, broke out in a cold sweat.

After figuring out the circumstances of Ma Harrier's escape, Fu Langxi ordered Hang Tianjia to pull Hang Jiufeng to the river beach and shoot him. Hang Tianjia took Hang Jiufeng, walked and stopped, and walked out of ten miles long in one mile. finally walked up to the river embankment, and Chang Shouyi ran in a gust of wind. Dong Chongli has persuaded Fu Langxi to let Hang Tianjia keep people under the knife.

Before the independent brigade was about to retreat to heaven, Dong Chongli stood at the gate and gossiped with Duan Sanguo.

Dong Chongli returned to the gate of heaven this time, except for the dead, only Xue Ling was seen among the living. Duan Sanguo told him that Xue Ning, who had no relatives, had grown up a lot in half a year, and in two years, he would be able to get married and have children. It's easy to see her, and in the morning and evening, when there are many clouds, Snow Lemon will go to the unsheltered river embankment to see the clouds. Duan Sanguo asked Dong Chongli if he didn't talk to star fruit, so he used snow lime as a cover. This sentence made Dong Chongli furious, and he sharply reprimanded Duan Sanguo, don't be smart in everything. Duan Sanguo was not afraid, and said confidently that Dong Chongli's spring heart was too deep, and ordinary women couldn't call it, only star fruit could do it. Snow Daddy is proof that he has grown old like that, and he can still be picked up by star fruit, not to mention the young Dong Chongli. Dong Chongli's tone suddenly softened, and his words even carried a little admiration: According to the situation of Duan Sanguo, there is also a death in the front and a death in the back, but the people on both sides did not kill Duan Sanguo, and they all invited Duan Sanguo to drink happy wine, I am afraid that there is no second thing in Tianmen. Duan Sanguo hurriedly humbly belittled himself: it was obviously a duty to fight a watch, and to make him the mayor of the town was to ride the sow as a horse.

Thirty-nine

The news that Grandma Mei was coming to the gate of heaven was told to Xue Ning by Brigade Commander Feng himself.

The Eastern Hubei Security Regiment was expanded into a security brigade, and Commander Feng also became a brigade commander. When he heard that his son had become a brigade commander, his father, who was dying, took his last breath in his mouth and refused to swallow it. Brigade Commander Feng understood what his father meant, and he took his entourage to ride a white horse and carry a blue German-made *** on his back to his home in Lu'an. There were still five miles away from the gate of heaven, and Brigade Commander Feng ordered to charge. The horses and men ran faster than the white clouds that rolled over the mountainside in the summer.

If it weren't for the letter to Xue Ning, Brigade Commander Feng could have gone straight to Lu'an along the spacious river beach, bypassing the gate of heaven. Brigade Commander Feng met Grandma Mei at the Shangba River, ninety miles outside Huangzhou City. Grandma Mei, who has a noble temperament, can be different everywhere in the three towns of Wuhan, let alone on the banks of the countryside with white sand and snow and green grass. Brigade Commander Feng stopped from the spark-fast rush and exchanged pleasantries with Grandma Mei for a while. Grandma Mei refused Brigade Commander Feng's escort, preferring to continue to sit in the squeaky sedan chair and come to see her lonely granddaughter step by step. Brigade Commander Feng said that Grandma Mei was as noble as the only white cloud in the bluest sky, and every word she said was worth telling Xue Ning in person.

Regardless of whether there is *** or not, walking around in front of the almost rabble independent brigade, not only can he not say anything to himself, but he is afraid that his father who is dying and wants to see how his son is coming out will be so angry that he will die again. Brigade Commander Feng was very contemptuous when he gave the order, and he pointed his horse whip: "Go with the ducks!" ”

The horses' hooves nailed with iron palms slammed like hail on the banks of the West River.

Running through the small streets of Tianmen, there is still a loud singing. The wild boar, which was driven in a hurry, turned around sharply and fought back, and the method used was always exceptionally simple. The independent brigade, which succeeded in the sneak attack, no longer spent extra effort to organize thousands of people to hold a public trial, and they hastily made dozens of paper hats, put them on the heads of the rich people who had gone on a killing spree against their poor neighbors, and sent them to the farthest place that a man could go in his life. Because many of the weapons of the Self-Defense Forces have been confiscated, the Independent Brigade no longer uses knives when killing people. The rich who have come back against the water and have killed the poor, as long as they are caught, none of them will be spared. Rows of gunfire rang out, and all the heads under the muzzles exploded. The excitement after the execution quickly turned into Ah Cai's singing, which fluttered in all the corners of the Heavenly Gate. Dressed in a military uniform and wearing a military hat, Ah Cai looks particularly good because she hides her clumsiness, and she beats the beat at the door of the chapel and tirelessly teaches people to sing. From time to time, people who don't sing well are called by Ah Cai and scolded softly. In the nice scolding, the singing became louder and louder. The more you sing, the more suppressed or flamboyant cries you can have from the death of a loved one. There was a woman who cried very reasonably, she asked the rich people to compensate her parents, crying and saying, if the husband dies, she can find another one, and if her son dies, she can have another one, and if her parents die, she can't find it!

When Brigade Commander Feng commanded the guards to launch a charge, the scouts sent by the Independent Brigade in the direction of the downstream ignited three piles of white smoke in one go. If you light only a pile of white smoke, you will be warned that the Self-Defense Forces are coming. The two piles of white smoke represent the ** army of the Gui family. The scout wanted to remind the people in the town that it was a particularly elite, combat-savvy, and well-known security brigade that was attacking. But Fu Langxi misunderstood, everyone followed him together, and they all thought that it was the Self-Defense Forces and the ** Army that came. Hung Tianjia, soaked in a hail of bullets, relying on machine guns that had just been captured from the Self-Defense Forces, and narrow streets made of hard blue bricks, supplemented by iron and sand cannons, he conservatively predicted that the Independent Brigade would be able to resist for at least a day. As soon as the weapons on both sides were on fire, Hang Tianjia realized that one *** was powerful enough, and more than thirty *** guns were fired together, and he didn't know where to start if he wanted to say that he was powerful. In the face of unprecedentedly powerful firepower, the independent brigade did not even get a chance to raise its head and fire its cold guns, and in a hurry had to throw down its heavy iron sand cannon, chase the black cloth chair carrying Fu Lancey, and retreat to the back hill like a horse harrier that has lost its ears.

It was still the same as when Snow Daddy was alive, and Brigade Commander Feng gave an hour to let Xue Ling prepare food and drink for them.

After eating and drinking, Brigade Commander Feng jumped on horseback and summoned a large number of men and women to pee on the abandoned iron sand cannon. Brigade Commander Feng, who called from Lei to the call, used only one platoon of troops to defeat the independent brigade, which claimed to be more than 200 people. Brigade Commander Feng's words are enough to support those rich people who have suffered a lot of vitality: three days later, his team will still pass through the gate of heaven, if Fu Langxi has a kind, don't run away without even a figure, the two sides are superior here.

The mourning hall for those who had been shot had not yet been set up, and the black cloth chairs had returned. Chang Shouyi, who followed behind Fu Langxi, was not embarrassed at all, and when he saw people, he said that he had received Brigade Commander Feng's battle letter, and he wanted to fight to the death with the ** army who did not know the height of the sky at the gate of heaven. Chang Shouyi warned that although this time there is no division of land, land, or property, the matter of requisitioning grain and money cannot be reduced at all. Without the collection of food, the independent brigade would not have left the gate of heaven. Hang Tianjia didn't follow everyone to be lively, he and Hang Jiufeng lifted the iron sand cannon, put it into the creek on the side of the street, and soaked all night. After dawn, they still didn't let others interfere, one of the father and son took a bamboo pole with a strip of cloth wrapped around the top of the cannon to dig out filth from the barrel, and the other used a rag to wipe the feces and urine on the cannon body repeatedly and smelly.

Xue Ning stood at the door of the house, looking in the direction where Grandma Mei might appear from time to time. The wind was blowing everywhere, walking through the streets and alleys, leaning against the window and door, blowing a section of wheat mangs from the wheat straw stored in the attic in every kind of boredom, and burrowing into her eyes, whether she could shoot or knead. Unable to see who was approaching, she asked him to help blow the wheat out of her eyes. The visitor pursed his lips and blew lightly on Xue Lime's eyes a few times. Mai Mang re-entered the wind, and Xue Ling found Chang Shouyi and Hang Jiufeng standing in front of her. She thought it was Hang Jiufeng who blew off the wheat mang for herself, and said thank you to him.

Chang Shouyi came to collect grain levies. He hurriedly said that Xue Ning thanked the wrong person, and he helped her blow off the wheat mang, and asked Xue Ning if she had found the snow fox fur coat: "The person who gets the snow fox fur coat can be as good at maintaining leather goods as Jiufeng, and you should take it out to dry more in this weather, otherwise you will be eaten by insects." ”

A mocking expression appeared on Hang Jiufeng's face: "You just look at the origin of the bridge, don't talk about layman's words." Since the big white dog was bitten to death by a Persian cat, when have I been skinned off? ”

Xue Ning looked at Hang Jiufeng: "I'm also like Ah Cai, I'd rather believe that the snow fox fur coat is in your hands." ”

Hang Jiufeng also looked at Xue Ning: "I've made it very clear, I only like dog skins, I don't like fox skins." What do I do with it? Do you think I'm trying to use it to woo you someday? That's a dream, I'll never like a fake Sven woman, I like Ah Cai, and Sisi. They are my women. ”

Xue Ning didn't say anything about this, she turned the topic to Chang Shouyi: "Brigade Commander Feng told me that Chang Niangniang is leading Grandma Mei to the gate of heaven soon. ”

Chang Shouyi was not happy: "Isn't it good to live in Wuhan?" Why go back and find your own suffering! ”

Chang Shouyi asked Xue Ning to pass a message to Chang Niangniang, so that she could continue to work in the Xue family after she came back, which was the only way to be good to everyone. Chang Shouyi took 200 silver dollars from Xue Ning's family, plus 300 silver dollars from other places, and handed them all over to Xue Ning, asking her to find a way to exchange them for legal tender. Once you leave the gate of heaven and fight everywhere, the silver dollar is not easy to use, not to mention, it is easy to expose your whereabouts. After Xue Ning asked his men to do this, she said to Chang Shouyi and Hang Jiufeng, hoping that they would return peace to the gate of heaven and not disturb them again.

Hang Jiufeng walked unhurriedly with a bag full of fiat currency.

"Aren't you afraid that no one will help you if there will be another wheat mang falling into your eyes? Of course, I am helping a small favor, and Jiufeng is a big help, otherwise there would be no you Xue Ling in this world. These suggestive words, from Chang Shouyi's words, are full of ambiguity.

Snow Lemon, who is innocent in blood, is facing the chaotic gate of heaven like this.

The iron sand cannon was washed and dried. Hang Tianjia and Hang Jiufeng set it up in the open field outside the chapel, loaded twelve points of cannon powder, and fired a shot at the white clouds that were traveling from east to west. Beforehand, the kids who could run and catch up were screaming everywhere and were about to fire! It's time to fire! When the iron sand cannon exploded for no apparent reason, both the poor and the rich were all frightened. The independent brigade did not wait for Brigade Commander Feng to come back, and in the early morning of the third day, when the people were still asleep, Fu Langxi sat on the black cloth chair, gathered all the personnel, took the newly requisitioned food, and left unconsciously.

Brigade Commander Feng led the cavalry of the cross-cutting *** to arrive as scheduled.

The father, who only had one breath left, suddenly shook his spirits and ate two large bowls of chicken soup noodles after seeing his son. Brigade Commander Feng's father refused to die, and he wanted to wait to see his son as division commander, army commander, and commander-in-chief. When Brigade Commander Feng told Xue Ning about his father's wishes, he lazily mentioned the independent brigade that fled after hearing the news: this kind of rabble, even if he exterminated it ten times, it would be difficult to get the respect of the people. Brigade Commander Feng was bent on leading the Security Brigade to fight to the death with the main force of the Workers' and Peasants' Red Army operating in the Dabie Mountains between the three provinces of Hubei, Henan, and Anhui, and only by fighting against the main force of the anti-national Workers' and Peasants' Red Army, which was much stronger than the Independent Brigade, could his military command talent be noticed by the Supreme Commander. "Others think I'm arrogant, I don't take the safe waterway, and I insist on going to the mountain road full of traps, but in fact, those guys don't understand my ambitions!" As soon as Brigade Commander Feng was proud, he regarded Xue Ning, who was about to grow into a big girl, as a confidant. Through his own research, Brigadier Feng found that every time the main force of the Workers' and Peasants' Red Army moved towards a certain goal, it always chose those routes that were neither an artery of transportation nor deserted, and the journey from Tianmen to Lu'an was exactly in line with these elements. Brigade Commander Feng personally ran several times in person, precisely in order to have the opportunity to fight a big battle with the main force of the Workers' and Peasants' Red Army in this area in the future. Brigade Commander Feng always rested at the Heavenly Gate because he had decided that the Heavenly Gate was the best battlefield for such a battle.

From dismounting to getting on the horse, the time that Brigade Commander Feng stayed was still an hour.

Heaven and heaven are not the same. The white clouds of heaven are not the same as the white clouds of heaven. Because Grandma Mei is about to arrive, Xue Ning, who loves to see the clouds more and more, is often amused by this kind of thought that can only be produced at the gate of heaven. On the embankment on the left bank, there is no way to prevent the first unearthed leaves from withering. Because it has been used as a place of execution, this section of the embankment on the left bank is particularly fertile. The grass that was not tall grew to waist-deep. The color is golden or lavender, and it is often pinched off by children, and they are hooked in their hands to pull it to compare the fight flowers that win or lose, and they are also brilliant enough to be comparable to the sunflowers. Wisps of cooking smoke hang from the wings of low-flying swallows, scattered in circles on the silent fields.

Duan Sanguo, who was carrying the gong, bet in the silk shop that the independent brigade would definitely hide in a ditch on the right bank of the West River, and it would come back without the effort of soaking urine, otherwise he would lose his third daughter to others. The Independence Brigade has been nowhere to be seen. The cunning Duan Sanguo asked the guy in the silk shop to find a little wife for himself first, without a little wife, the third daughter would not be able to give birth.

If the independent brigade does not come, the Self-Defense Forces will naturally come.

Or because of the wind that provoked flowers and willows everywhere, this time it blew into Lime's eyes with half a flying silk spit in the air by a spider. At this time, someone has to hold her neck gently, dip a brush in a little ink and drip it on the eyeballs to make the flying silk show its true shape, and then gently glue it with her fingers. Among the living men, Xue Ling is most willing to have Liu Zimo do such a thing. If Chang Tianliang can see the flying silk clearly and let him do it, Xue Ling also thinks it is very good. When Feisi was sticky to her eyeballs the most uncomfortable, Xue Ling also thought of Chang Shouyi, who had helped him blow off the wheat in his eyes, and there was no reason not to lend a hand. Every time a man helps a woman, the murderous aura on his body will be reduced by one point. Xue Ling covered her eyes with her hands, wanted to rub but didn't dare to rub it, and shouted loudly about the star fruit that was digging shells by the waterline. Star fruit agreed from afar, and before she could get closer, the furious horse harrier had already reached out to take Snow Lemon in her arms. The harrier, who was missing one ear, took out a black rod fountain pen from the shirt pocket that was rarely seen at the gate of heaven, unscrewed the cap, and gently pinched the pen gall into Xue Ning's eyeballs. Pure blue droplets slammed into Snowlemon's heart. Because of the pure blue ink, the flying silk that came out of Snow Lime's eyes turned into an embroidery thread.

Xue Ning used her index finger to take half of the flying wire over the horse harrier's index finger, and she said that the horse harrier's hand was thick and thin, and there was still a lot to do without a knife or gun. Ma Harrier then sighed: God let people go down to earth and think about everything, there are men, there are women, one person does good, the other person repays the favor, and whoever owes a blood debt will be avenged by his opponent. It's not that I can't do anything else, but I've already been born with a knife and a gun, and if I think of other ways out, it's like I don't have to walk with my feet, I have to stand upside down and crawl on the ground with my hands.

"As soon as Lao Tzu entered the county seat, someone sent me money and asked me to stop Brigade Commander Feng and buy a treasure from him." The *** that Ma Harrier boasted of was exactly the same as the *** that everyone had just seen from Brigade Commander Feng's cavalry, and there were many foreign characters engraved on the blue Yingying's steel. The horse harrier carried it on his back, and when he felt inconvenient or tired, he asked the orderly soldiers who were always on his side to carry it for him. All women, young and old, don't say reach out and touch, even if someone looks at *** a few more times, the horse harrier will be unhappy. Germany is a powerful weapon that money can't buy. Ma Harrier threatened in front of Brigade Commander Feng: "If you refuse to sell *** to me, I have to do it myself and cut off the remaining ear first, so as not to let the people of the independent brigade cut it and lose the face of the people." As soon as these words came out, Brigade Commander Feng really couldn't think of a reason to refuse, and he didn't want to see Ma Harrier cut off the only ear in front of him. When Ma Harrier introduced *** to Xue Ning, he said unwillingly that Fu Langxi and Dong Chongli were nerds, and they couldn't think of a poisonous trick to make them suffer. To deal with such nerds, you don't need a good gun or a good cannon, if there is no Hang Jiufeng, Hang Tianjia and Chang Shouyi and others to help in front of the saddle and behind the horse, a few ** can beat them all over the face. Speaking of this, Ma Harrier expressed his doubts: Who is Chang Shouyi, who are Hang Jiufeng and Hang Tianjia, how do Fu Langxi and Dong Chongli say that they also have identities, why do they want to join them, live in ravines, sleep in forests, and never leave the handle, the handle does not leave the knife, and they are born and die together? Ma Harrier saw it very accurately, as long as Hang Jiufeng and Hang Tianjia were eliminated, Fu Langxi and Dong Chongli would become pheasants without hair.

The horse harrier stood in the middle of a field of fighting flowers, and the blue Yingying *** was particularly brilliant.

"The Xue family has been killed, why don't you hate them?"

"Who says I don't hate?"

"Everyone has seen it, and you still let Chang Shouyi hold his face on the street and blow the wheat in his eyes."

"Didn't you also cut off your own ears and give them to the Hang family to make wine?"

"I didn't laugh, but you did."

"A woman who can't laugh, no one likes it!"

That's right. You do make a difference when you laugh. ”

Ma Harrier moved *** into his arms and said unequivocally, ** of the hundreds of silver dollars, most of the rich families in the county town have come out, and the rest should be taken out by the people at the gate of heaven. Xue Ling stopped smiling. There are 10,000,000 things in the world, and the last thing she wants to see is to use violence to forcibly take the lives of others. No matter how good a gun is, as long as it doesn't kill people, it's worthless scrap metal. All for the means of killing, even if she takes out a silk thread, she will not agree. This is her greatest hatred, and her greatest revenge for hatred. Ma Harrier was stunned for a long time, a woman who didn't grow round, ** didn't grow, and was still milky when she spoke, dared to express her inner rejection indispensably. The horse harrier picked up the *** and pulled the bolt in an extremely terrifying clatter. Xue Ning was not afraid at all, and her curved eyebrows were slightly raised, reflecting a smile in the new gun blue. The harrier bent down and pinched a handful of fighting flowers, holding them in both hands, hooking and pulling one after another. The harrier deliberately lets the thin and the thin fight, and the stout and the stout. In the end, there was only one thin and stout one left, and the harrier asked Xue Ling to choose one to fight him, and whoever won was up to him. Xue Ning didn't agree. Ma Harrier made his own decisions and chose a thin one for Snow Lemon. The hooked fighting flowers pulled hard, and the two flowers fell off the stalks at the same time. Xue Ling opened her lips slightly with her tongue, faintly revealing her white teeth, the corners of her bud-like mouth curled slightly, and the shyness and sweetness that spread out of her eyes gathered on the corners of her eyes, her eyes bent, and the smile on her face was like the fog of early autumn. The amazed Harrier had to say that in the face of such a wonderful smile, if he still refused to agree to a woman's request, he was not a man. "I'm a man, I have three wives, why don't they smile so much?" The harrier wondered why. Xue Ling stretched out her hand and pointed to the sky. The harrier didn't see anything. Xue Ling asked him to look into the distance. The white clouds walking slowly, some on the top of the mountain, some on the mountainside. Xue Ning told Ma Harrier that she had never known what the twenty-four kinds of white clouds in the sky were, and when she was talking just now, she suddenly came up with one of them, one of which should be, what it looked like, what it was. The horse harrier suddenly laughed, this kind of thing still needs to be thought about so hard? Baiyun is Baiyun, say it's a dog, it's like a dog, say it's a sheep, it's like a sheep, insist on saying it's a girl, it has to be like a girl. A lot of laughter came out of the potholes on the harrier's face, and even if it was missing an ear, it was better than when it was majestic.

Forty

Autumn is coming, and the rice planted at the gate of heaven has received a rare harvest.

Before going to bed at night, Xue Ning, like Snow Daddy and Snow Grandma, was checking room by room, door by door, and window by window, Duan Sanguo knocked on the door and came in to speak for Mai Xiang, he hoped that Xue Ling could come forward to help her harvest the rice in the field. After being robbed of white by star fruit, Duan Sanguo defended that he didn't know whether he had the intention of stepping on the boats on both sides, but he understood that when people were most proud, they couldn't forget to leave a way for those unlucky ghosts to live. At the gate of heaven, there are still many people who can help Mai Xiang's family harvest rice without punishment, but he is the only one who is willing to think about this, and the only one who is willing to help is Xue Ning. Xue Ning stopped the star fruit who didn't want to promise, she felt that she could try to cut the rice, anyway, Mai Xiang's family didn't have many fields, and it didn't hurt to be tired.

The morning dew was still hanging on the half-green and half-yellow rice leaves. For the first time, Xue Ling picked up the scythe and stood in front of the chest-high rice.

Mai Xiang had no one at home, and after the rice grains were filled, the water in the field was not released in time. Compared with the three countries, Mai Xiangjia's rice absorbs too much water, which makes the leaves and rice stalks grow extraordinarily thick, which affects the maturity of rice ears. In the field of the Duan family, the thick and full ears of rice are put together, as if they are a stage built for singing martial arts. Mai Xiang's rice doesn't grow very well, and it can't even compare to the stage for singing literary opera. Xue Ling took the maid and his companion to step on the footprints left in the field when Mai Xiang planted the rice in the first half of the year, and cut the ground with the ripe grains and the leaves and stalks still green. The rice of Duan San had been cut down three days earlier, and at this time it had already been bundled into a grain handle and evenly placed among the brand-new rice stalks. At night, Duan Sanguo would rather let Sisi and Xianxian go back and forth on the side streets to fight back and forth than let the Self-Defense Forces help. He and his wife did all the work in the fields. Duan Sanguo, who became the mayor of the town, is no different from Duan Sanguo, who is on the watch. Those grain handles were all tied by Duan Sanguo himself. Duan Sanguo's craftsmanship in baling grain is very good, and the end of the rice ear is raised high, like a rooster's tail. Because Xue Ling also went down to the field, Duan Sanguo said again and again that the grain handle he tied was like a woman's ass that was higher than the top of her head when she bent down to make a sickle. After bundling his family's rice, Duan Sanguo also took the time to go to Mai Xiang's field to help Xue Ling and them. Duan Sanguo's hands danced like fluttering water sleeves in a play, and Mai Xiang's rice was obviously good-looking. When doing these things, Duan Sanguo treated the rice as a woman, and the others gathered the fallen rice one by one, hugged it, and piled it up along his feet to the waist, before he raised his right knee and pressed it down hard. At this moment, Duan Sanguo was accustomed to associating with women. As long as a man can exert force, even a woman with a flat whole body that looks like a door panel will also cock her buttocks, which makes people want to reach out and touch it when they see it. Treat rice as a woman, and the grain bundled out in this way will have a taste that you will never get tired of seeing. Duan Sanguo, who looked tired, was very happy to have the opportunity to talk about women in front of Xue Ning, and he lost no time in mentioning Xue Da. It was Xue Da Tits' praise of Ah Cai back then that made him understand a truth, men who don't look at women only look at their faces and chests, and men who can look at women only look at their waists and buttocks. Across the ridge, the women of Duan San's country listened to these words and didn't care. Xue Ning's face blushed a few times, and she didn't mean to go with Duan Sanguo. While people were not paying attention, star fruit whispered in Xue Ning's ear that when the girl was about to grow up, it was exactly what she was like today, she wanted to listen to men's words but didn't want to listen, and wanted to hide from men's eyes but didn't want to hide.

Xue Ling wanted to tell star fruit some things about the gospel, but she didn't say it.

After the rice is cut down and picked home, it is not the end of the harvest, but also on the wooden bench to beat the grain out of the field, and then wait for Duan Sanguo, who brought the messenger and the account book, to come to the door to calculate all kinds of taxes, and the remaining grain is the real harvest of every household. Xue Ling never expected that Duan Sanguo would pick up Mai Xiang's millet without a single grain, and she thought that she could buy these grains and pay Mai Xiang when she had the opportunity. There are twenty or thirty companies like Mai Xiang that have been rolled up and emptied. Duan Sanguo led people to harvest grain in front, and Ma Harrier shouted behind him with *** on his back: As long as someone runs away with the independent brigade, any harvest of his family will be confiscated. This year is just the beginning, and it will be the case every year after that, let's see who dares to go against **. Ma Harrier didn't let Duan Sanguo beat the gong, and when someone threw a dissatisfied look, he swept the door frame of the house with ***. Before the bullets were finished, half of the door frame was broken. After harvesting the rice in the field, we also have to harvest the red weed and peanuts in the field. Ma Harrier really didn't talk about any favors, and he insisted on making the rich people hate people so that they didn't even have food to cook a bowl of rice soup. The more fiercely they cried, the more sarcastically the harrier asked: Where is the good life promised to you by the independent brigade? Every morning, Xue Ling would be awakened by the cry of hunger, lying in bed thinking about what Duan Sanguo had said to her. Before the riots, there were people who lived a hard life, but no one had just finished harvesting the grain, and the family couldn't open the pot. When there was no independent brigade, every time Ma Harrier came to the gate of heaven, in addition to the pockmarks on his face were not good-looking, he was quite polite when he started to do things. Duan Sanguo thought that such an ending was all to blame on the Independent Brigade, and for a while, he thought that a slap would not make a sound, and the person who killed the person had to have an opponent, so that he would be more and more energetic.

In the evening, Xue Ling watched the clouds by the West River again. Those who have not been killed or gone, and there are still people left behind, are still on the fields after the harvest, looking for the missing ears and grains with luck. After the harvest every year, the children of poor families always spend half a month dedicated to this work. This year's situation is different from previous years, and in addition to children, adults are also looking for the fields from morning to night. Seeing that there was no hope for the food left out of the fields, the families with girls hurriedly put the girls on the straw markers, knelt beside the road next to the West River, and let the passers-by who were willing to bid take it away as they pleased. sold more than a dozen girls, and the cry of hunger was not less than that. The guy in the silk shop heard the rumor that someone was working on the idea of the snow family's money again. Duan Sanguo also quietly came to Ziyang Pavilion to persuade Xue Ling not to care about that bit of food. Xue Ling asked Wang Niangniang to cook a big pot of porridge every day and put it at the door for relief. There is very little sunset in the west, and the overcast sky is like the face of a horse harrier. Depressed, Xue Ling walked a short distance up the river embankment before being surrounded by people who had eaten porridge. It's like an appointment, and everyone pins their hopes for not starving to death on Xue Ning, hoping that Xue Ning will buy their land, and they will have a few dollars to survive.

Xue Ning looked at the people who had excitedly raised their hands high at the meeting to kill Snow Daddy, and there was a lot of joy in her heart. She made a sincere appearance and persuaded them that they did not need to rush to sell their fields and land, lest they would regret it when the independent brigade came back one day. When they heard this, their cry became even stronger. Xue Ning angrily asked those who were in a hurry to sell their fields and sell their land, all the men of the Xue family were dead, even if they had the money to buy a lot of land, who would be Zhang Luo and who would farm! As soon as a few words came out, Xue Ning's heart softened again, and she told everyone that this year, there was always a war in Xihe, and the business of the silk shop was very light, and she couldn't take out so much cash at once, and put in nearly 100 acres of land.

Xue Ning's explanation, star fruit was not satisfied after listening to it. She asked Xue Ning to speak in a fierce tone, if she didn't buy it, she wouldn't buy it, and she couldn't talk softly to these people. Star fruit is also worried about Xue Ning, these poor people who are in a hurry to sell their fields and land may still have a ghost idea, and want to wait for the independent brigade to fight back, and then take back these fields intact by dividing the property of the rich family. Wang Niangniang and others unreservedly agree with this judgment.

White clouds come and go always rushing in the sky. When Grandma Mei finally showed up, it had been two months since Brigadier Feng came with a message. The rooster slaughtered for the cavalry, with only a few feathers left, floated up from the bamboo basket with a light breeze, and circled in the sky towards the white clouds. Also appearing on the left bank was Chang Niangniang.

The people who were going to sell the fields happily threw away Snow Lemon and surrounded Grandma Mei, asking her to make up her mind for Snow Lemon. Xue Ling explained the reason why she could buy these fields, and was about to say the reason why she couldn't buy them, but Grandma Mei had already spoken. Grandma Mei's reason is very simple, since ancient times, people will only sell real estate and real estate when they have to do so.

"Buy! You should have made up your mind about this kind of thing a long time ago, and you don't need to ask anyone. ”

"You've just arrived, and you don't know anything yet." I hadn't seen Grandma Mei for a long time, and Xue Ning's tone became bigger.

Grandma Mei asked Xue Ning to guess what she saw first when she entered the gate of heaven. In the gate of heaven, which is declining day by day in the repeated slaughter, what else can make people take a few more looks? Xue Ning thought that the first thing Grandma Mei noticed was the remarkable little church. On the mouth of the mountain, still a few miles away from the gate of heaven, Grandma Mei saw the chapel. The emotions shown by Grandma Mei in front of the chapel are the other side of the surprise. Grandma Mei swept away the fatigue of the journey and smiled unusually peacefully. She asked Xue Ning to guess the thing that made her eyes bleed. As soon as Grandma Mei entered the gate of heaven, she saw several children lying on the pig trough of the rich family, competing with several pigs with long mouths to eat. Grandma Mei asked Xue Ning with watery eyes if she had seen it. This kind of thing happens every day, and Snow Lemon can't see it. Grandma Mei angrily blamed Xue Ning for not looking at it with her heart, if she had looked at it with her heart like looking at Bai Yun, she would have known what she should do.

Grandma Mei took out a silver ticket from her handbag: "Is it enough?" ”

Duan Sanguo, who rushed to hear the news, took a look at it: "There are wars everywhere, the land price is cheap, so much money, you can buy the entire Tianmen!" ”

The second half of the year may have changed more than the too many deaths in the first half of the year. Grandma Mei, who couldn't tell the difference between wheat and leeks, didn't even try what the water tasted like at the gate of heaven, so she bought dozens of unharvested fields, making the young Xue Ling the largest landlord in the upper reaches of the West River.

Grandma Mei and Xue Ling are not local masters. Chang Niangniang knew better than them, and there was nothing else to do after returning to the gate of heaven, so Xue Ning and Grandma Mei handed over the management of these fields to Chang Niangniang.

"I will only be a subordinate, and I can't manage such a big family business." Chang Niangniang was frightened and didn't dare to take over.

Grandma Mei said in a resolute tone: "You, me, and the three of them, you know the most about farming, and you don't care who cares?" ”

Chang Niangniang had to take over, and she came up with a few ideas without breathing: "The rich people who have more fields at the gate of heaven generally rent the fields to the poor, regardless of whether the weather is dry or wet, set the rent, and collect it when the time comes." There are also people who do not rent the fields, but hire long-term workers at home, and some short-term workers when they are busy. ”

"Do whatever you like."

"I like to work long hours."

"Then ask for a long time."

"Wait!" Xue Ning stopped them, "Everyone else only rents the land. ”

"It's all farming, isn't it the same as renting a field and hiring long-term laborers?" Grandma Mei is very strange.

"According to the rules, if you hire long-term workers to farm, you have to bear the taxes yourself. Renting land is different, and most of the taxes are paid by the people who rent the land. This kind of rule has always been at the gate of heaven, and it is always the farmer who suffers. ”

After hearing what Chang Niangniang said, Grandma Mei sighed and repeated the previous words: "Please work for a long time!" Whoever sells the field, who will plant it! ”

Xue Ning didn't think about it at all, and easily decided to be the landlord. has more than half a year of experience, and Xue Ling has a superficial understanding of the things at the gate of heaven. The field does not care who is the owner, and is only intimate with the cultivator and harvester. Of course, Xue Ning could see that Chang Niangniang's heart was inclined to the poor. Chang Niangniang also said noncommittally, Xue Ling had no choice but to think like this, she was born poor, and no matter how much she became, she was still closer to the hearts of the poor. She further said that Grandma Mei asked her to manage this property because she liked her intimate relationship with the poor people at the gate of heaven with her belly pocket against her navel. The more Chang Niangniang talked, the more like talking to herself. In her opinion, the reason why the snow daddy in the past couldn't be a landlord was because he didn't have decent housekeepers and buddies. Because the moon is dark and the wind is high, the mountains and mountains are barren and the mountains are fierce, because the yamen is more gloomy than the yamen, there is the prestige of the county officials, and because the books are written for hundreds of years and thousands of years, and no one has ever seen them, so there is the wisdom of a scholar. As for the landlord, because there are many fields, many houses, and many maids and long workers, the most important thing is to have a good housekeeper.

Only then did Xue Ling have time to say something about the separation and reunion: "I know that you deliberately didn't come to see me at the gate of heaven. ”

Grandma Mei was very pleased to hear this. If Grandma Mei had come earlier, Xue Ling would definitely have thought that she was here to pick her up. What happened at Tianmen would be published in the newspapers of Wuhan in a few days. From the time Ai Yu and them were killed, Grandma Mei set foot on the road to the gate of heaven in her heart. Grandma Mei didn't want to see Xue Ming, who could only cry and cry, and she didn't want to see Xue Ming, who was bent on escaping from the place of sin, and she didn't want to see herself who had nothing but love for her juniors.

"In terms of mood, I wanted to come half a year ago. It was because I wanted to come so much that I couldn't come. That comes and hurts you even more. You are at the gate of heaven, and there is very limited things you can hear and see. Wuhan is different. Not only the news of two lakes and two Guangzhou, Shandong, Shanxi, Henan, and Hebei, but also Sichuan, Yunnan, Jiangsu, Zhejiang, and Shanghai downstream, and even several provinces in the northeast, the three towns of Wuhan have reacted to any bad thing. Those who died this year have long since crowded the road to heaven, and those who ride paper horses are not as fast as those who walk in a car. For a long time, I couldn't figure out whether I should take you back to Wuhan. ”

"I sent someone to bring you letters three times."

"Received both. The third letter was well written and touched me a lot. What worries me the most is that you've learned to hate people too. If you are exposed to this kind of demon, you will not have a good life in the world. I'm here to help you find a good life that you don't hate. "You don't know, the people here are more vicious than the guys who killed Grandpa Mei. I don't have the strength to kill them, can't I borrow the hand of God and let them starve to death one by one? ”

Grandma Mei was not in a hurry, she held Xue Ning's hand tightly in her palm.

When Grandma Mei in Wuhan finally made up her mind to move eastward, the nearest places such as Huangpi and Xinzhou had not yet been filled with good and bad rice. Between Tuanfeng and Shangba River, in a small ditch called Zhengjiacang, Grandma Mei stopped for three days. When he set off again, he met Brigade Commander Feng. Grandma Mei had to spend three or five days in every place she went. By the time we entered the area of the White Lotus River, it had been more than a month later.

Grandma Mei's safe arrival made Xue Ning very happy. is still like when Grandpa Mei died, Grandma Mei didn't ask about anything sad, she asked about good things. Xue Ling can't remember what other good things happened during the time when she lost her loved ones. Grandma Mei didn't believe it, she asked Xue Ning to continue to think that if she lived alone, she couldn't be happy all year round. Xue Ning finally remembered that Chang Shouyi had blown the wheat in her eyes for herself, and she was so surprised at that time: when the murderous Chang Shouyi still had a warm vein. The flying silk in the horse harrier's eyes is linked to the above things, and when he thinks of the former, the latter naturally can't forget it. If you keep your eyes closed and don't look at other things, it is against your will to say that Ma Harrier is not a good man. Grandma Mei was very excited, and she said two words to Xue Ning that she hadn't heard for a long time: "Gospel, this is the gospel!" ”

Then Grandma Mei muttered alone, and those words were obviously just for herself: "Xue Ning, her grandfather Mei, your words are still so reasonable to this day, a person is so good until he dies of old age, it is really better to fly to the streets of the corpse by natural disasters." If you look at the little Snow Lemon, everyone in her family has died, but she has become a gospel for others. If there were other people in the family, how could Hang Jiufeng and Ma Harrier get the opportunity to contact her. Now it's good, Xue Ling has planted the seed of a good woman in their hearts. It is three or five years at the least, or thirty or fifty years at most, and the seed will always sprout and bloom. ”

Chang Niangniang, who became a housekeeper, naturally let Chang Tianliang stand up to Dong Chongli's shortcomings. Carambola is not used to hearing the sound of storytelling. Several times, she told Xue Ning that Chang Tianliang's storytelling was too ugly to listen to, and there was no way to compare with Dong Chongli. Xue Ning said: "Maybe you are the gospel of Dong Chongli." Carambola recognized Xue Ning's words as a hint of the private relationship between men and women, and her face was about to turn red for a while. Grandma Mei didn't mean to add fuel to the fire, she said according to her own thoughts: "If all the women in the world become the gospel of their respective men, no matter how big the flood is in the summer, they will not cross the embankment and flood." In the evening, Chang Niangniang called Chang Tianliang to the Ziyang Pavilion and talked about a book. From beginning to end, star fruit has been pounding Grandma Mei's body for nearly two months. Taking advantage of the silence before the storytelling, star fruit asked Grandma Mei if she could bite her foot. Grandma Mei was thinking about her heart and didn't listen to it all. Wang Niangniang hurriedly stood up to help speak, describing the kung fu of star fruit biting feet, which can make people like Grandma Mei live happily as if they had returned to the time when men and women just understood that you miss me and miss you. In the past, star fruit only gave Snow Milk a bite on her feet, and occasionally she was sick and had no strength to serve, so Snow Milk couldn't sleep well. Grandma Mei asked Wang Niangniang with a smile, and the star fruit had never bitten her foot, so why did she know that the taste must be so good. Wang Niangniang also laughed, the happy sound made by Xue Da Milk every night when she was alive was her favorite to hear. That kind of unusual humming makes Wang Niangniang's ears burn every time. Grandma Mei just listened to Chang Tianliang's storytelling and smiled, but she didn't take it seriously. Before going to bed, star fruit waited for Grandma Mei to wash it with a basin full of hot water, but she still stood in the middle of the house and refused to leave. She thinks that Grandma Mei is more humane than Xue Dada. Grandma Mei didn't mention anything, and the star fruit's face turned red inexplicably. When asked, star fruit didn't say anything to Grandma Mei. The next night, it was still the same. Grandma Mei couldn't ask the reason, so she called Xue Ling and was discussing how to help the star fruit, and the star fruit whispered: "Can I be a gospel for others like this?" Grandma Mei's eyes widened and she thought about it, dipped her fingers in a few drops of water, and wrote a Dong character on the table. Star fruit shook her head and said she didn't recognize the word. Xue Ning was anxious, and said that on the first day of helping Mai Xiang's family cut rice, she also taught star fruit, and this Dong character is Dong Chongli's surname. At that time, star fruit still didn't believe it: Dong Chongli is so smart, and the character Dong with his surname shouldn't be so clumsy. Carambola wrote dozens of times in one breath, and when he stopped writing, he also said that Dong Zi should be written more, and it will not be stupid if it writes more, but feels that it is honest and knowledgeable. Grandma Mei didn't dig deeper, sighed lightly, and said to the star fruit: Dong Chongli is one of the most prominent people in the gate of heaven, and he may not have the difficulties that he can't overcome.

"Mr. Dong is not a thank you! That's the rotten tongue man talking nonsense! Star fruit told Grandma Mei confidently.

Grandma Mei immediately praised the star fruit: "If you dare to think about Mr. Dong like this, it is already his gospel." However, you must also understand that the world is so big, there are indeed some men carved in stone and wood, the most gentle and beautiful women, in their eyes, they are only soft-hearted and good-tempered. ”

"If you change someone else, say Mr. Dong like that, I have to soak his feet in boiling water!" Carambola almost cried, "A big man, if he doesn't like women, then he doesn't have to live!" ”

"Maybe Mr. Dong is waiting for a good marriage."

Forty-one

On an ordinary autumn morning, a man carrying chopping wood appeared on the West River. Pickers are always the first to appear on sparsely populated mornings, as the sandalwood sand and the squeaks of dreams and wakes aloud as the sandalwood poles and single-plank bridges leap and fall. The two sentries who stood at the head of the bridge in the middle of the night were only concerned with smoking cigarettes, a kind of incense that could drift far away with the wind, and the insiders did not need to get close to know that such tobacco must have come from the area of the Swallow River. One sentry held a cigarette stick, and the other couldn't wait to stretch out his nose and inhale so hard that he didn't notice that the man picking wood was walking in front of him. Grandma Mei, who was walking on the left bank of the West River, stared at the man's feet for a long time. The people who pick up firewood from heaven to sell it at the gate of heaven are like this, as soon as the weather is a little warmer, they start to play barefoot, and when the weather is cold, they only tie a pair of straw sandals to their bare feet. Grandma Mei's distracted appearance attracted Xue Ning's attention, and after a closer look, she also found a flaw: the feet of the firewood picker will not be so white and tender, even if a layer of skin is peeled off, the meat inside will be black and shiny. The man who picked up the wood moved the burden from his left shoulder to his right shoulder, and Xue Ling and Grandma Mei recognized it at the same time, and the man standing in front of him was Dong Chongli. Dong Chongli spoke first, and asked Xue Ning and Grandma Mei if they would buy chopping firewood, and the firewood he picked was made from pine trees on the northern slopes. Looking at the sentry who was still smoking, Grandma Mei readily bought the chopping wood that Dong Chongli was carrying.

The members of the Self-Defense Forces are going out to exercise, and they are shouting one after another.

Dong Chongli unhurriedly picked up the chopping wood to the kitchen of the Xue family, sat down and said in shock: "I deserted!" The life of the Independent Brigade is not for people like me! ”

Grandma Mei asked calmly: "You are not afraid that people on both sides will come to pursue you!" ”

"The Independent Brigade can't take care of me anymore, the Self-Defense Forces, please be more accommodating."

According to Dong Chongli's words, Grandma Mei asked Ma Harrier and Duan Sanguo to be found.

The four of them sat opposite each other, and Dong Chongli said his reasons for leaving the independent brigade again. A few days ago, the Kuomintang held a meeting in Wuhan and decided on a plan to encircle and suppress Huang'an, Macheng and other areas that had been occupied by the main forces of the anti-Kuomintang Workers' and Peasants' Red Army for a long time. The Wuhan Xingying was responsible for assembling eight divisions and three brigades, with a total of 100,000 troops, and had already entered their respective starting positions and could launch attacks anytime and anywhere. Dong Chongli's words floated into whichever ear, which ear believed it. This kind of news, which was not easily heard at the gate of heaven, made Ma Harrier's eyes brighten up a lot. Dong Chongli said that the 100,000 ** troops encircled and suppressed from all sides forced the commanders of the Workers' and Peasants' Red Army to transfer the guerrillas from various localities together to prepare for a decisive battle, and if they won the war, they would take advantage of the situation to attack Wuhan. Having said that, Dong Chongli couldn't help mentioning Brigadier Feng. Brigade Commander Feng only led a platoon of cavalry, and the independent brigade of nearly 200 people was defeated. 100,000 ** troops opened fire at the same time, wouldn't it be overwhelming and the world turned upside down. On the point of whether to regard Dong Chongli as a real defector, Duan Sanguo can't say a useful word, and all the propositions are made by Ma Harrier. Dong Chongli himself also made a crucial move, he took the independent brigade inconveniently away, and handed over the iron sand cannon hidden in the cave to Ma Harrier. Together with the iron sand cannon, there were also 2,000 catties of grain ready for the winter. In front of the iron sand cannon, any doubt vanished. Ma Harrier also learned from Brigadier Feng and set up the iron sand cannon at the door of the small church, and the members of the Self-Defense Force had to untie their belts against the muzzle of the gun every day when they went to morning exercises, and used the iron sand cannon as a urine tank.

Ma Harrier made Dong Chongli a cultural instructor of the Self-Defense Forces. said that he was an instructor, but in fact, he set up a drum every night, played a board, and said the storyteller that everyone loved to listen to.

As soon as Dong Chongli came back, the gate of heaven at night became extremely happy. The chapel was occupied by the Self-Defense Forces, and Xue Ling and Grandma Mei used the White Bird Garden, which was built at the expense of the dog head and later used as a dowry. Grandma Mei didn't particularly like Dong Chongli's storytelling, and she would leave only halfway through each storytelling and return to her bedroom, muttering to the lamp that she couldn't do without saying for a day. On the night when the first autumn rain fell, after Grandma Mei returned to the house, when the murmuring was about to stop, the star fruit bit her lip and followed. Before he could speak, two lines of tears flowed down his cheeks, which were red and white.

"I want to be the gospel of Mr. Dong!"

"You are already Mr. Dong's gospel."

"I'm not yet! I didn't do what I wanted for him! ”

"If you can do it, then do it, you don't care about it here."

With Dong Chongli's voice and listening to the next decomposition, the people who heard the story dispersed in a hurry. Carambola carried a bucket of hot water into the room where Dong Chongli was sleeping. There was no storytelling, and the surroundings were very quiet.

Grandma Mei opened the door of her room, and a ray of light illuminated the courtyard wet by the autumn rain. Xue Ling was asking loudly in the corridor who sent the footwashing water, which was so hot. Grandma Mei signaled Xue Ling not to call anymore, star fruit had some private matters at night, and sent hot water to everyone's house in advance, she thought that it would be cold when she put it away, so she deliberately mixed less cold water. There is too much water to wash your feet, so you don't pour it if you don't move it, put it in the room, and it's not too late to pour it after dawn. Xue Ling unbuttoned the buttons and straps of her clothes one by one, and half-covered her body from top to bottom. Grandma Mei stared at the sidelines until Xue Ling finished scrubbing and began to fasten the straps and buttons before she spoke: "From today on, you can't tighten your chest too tightly. Grandma Mei loosened the six-inch-wide cloth belt wrapped around Snow Lemon's breasts little by little, "Star fruit is only a little bigger than you, and when you look at that breast, you know that she can give birth." It's not okay to not show others what happens to a woman. Grandma Mei squeezed the two **s of Snow Lemon in the middle, "When they grow so tall and big, you should get married." Grandma Mei didn't go back to her bedroom, she lay down on Xue Ning's bed, and babbled a lot of things about being a woman to Xue Ning, who was sleeping at her feet.

Because of the rain, the sound of Duan Sanguo's gong became softer, and occasionally passing by the window, the brass sound with water waves rippling together was no longer frightening. When the night was very dark, a woman's slender scream came from Dong Chongli's room. Xue Ling pushed Grandma Mei. Without waiting for Grandma Mei's reaction, she pushed again. Grandma Mei sat up from the bed, took Xue Ning's hand and listened for a while. The female voice was like a silk thread with many pearls, swaying leisurely, and every once in a while it was about to release a brilliant color. Xue Ling finally heard who was calling. She didn't expect that star fruit, who has always followed the rules, would hide a better voice in her heart than Dong Chongli's storytelling. Grandma Mei confirmed Xue Ning's judgment, and the star fruit was indeed in Dong Chongli's house at this time.

"She said she wanted to be the gospel of Mr. Dong! She really did it! Grandma Mei praised sincerely, "These two people are so happy when they get together for the first time, and this is also their fate!" One day you can be with Mr. Liu as you wish, you will definitely be happier. Do you believe it or not? Anyway, I believe it! ”

Snow Lemon stopped talking.

Such a rainy night is long and short. In the middle of the night, the sentries of the Self-Defense Forces were checking who was giving the password very loudly. Xue Ning, who had fallen asleep, woke up. Listening to Dong Chongli's side, there was clearly no movement, and when he was about to sleep again, the voice of star fruit came again. This went on and on until dawn. Each time, the sound that star fruit has to make because it is happy is different. Xue Ling woke up to these sounds, and fell asleep to them.

When Xue Ling actually woke up, it was 10 o'clock in the morning. Grandma Mei sat in front of the window and didn't feel the movement of Xue Ning when she opened her eyelids.

The star fruit's eyes were a little dark, her face was full of happiness and haggardness, and she was talking about the things of the night half shyly and half happy. "As soon as Mr. Dong finished washing his face, he wouldn't let me stay in the house. After talking for a long time, I realized that Dong Chongli had to wipe his lower body with hot water before washing his feet. If I hadn't dared to laugh at him, I never provoked women, but I had to wipe off my body every day like a woman, Dong Chongli wouldn't have been. Grandma Mei smiled lightly. In her opinion, this is also a reason why Dong Chongli has refused to deal with women for so many years. "Mr. Dong later said to me that men wipe their lower bodies to make women cleaner. When Dong Chongli wiped his body, I kept standing outside the door. He also knew that I hadn't left, and deliberately muttered in the house. After the door opened, he slowly talked to me about Sisi and Hang Jiufeng, the two of them got together, relying on their youth and strength, and lay down for three days and three nights in one breath, and the time to really sleep was not enough for one night. Only now did I understand that Mr. Dong did not dislike women. That year, he met a beautiful woman in Wuhan who was giving a speech on the street, and was shot dead on the spot, and since then, as long as he sees a woman, he feels guilty and does nothing. Mr. Dong himself said that he only had some thoughts about me at these times. Since exposing his Communist Party identity, Mr. Dong has always preached at the gate of heaven to liberate women, men and women are equal, like in the past, it was a sin for Xue Da Da to ask me to bite her feet every night. The more he refused to let me serve me, the more moved I became, and there seemed to be a fire burning all over my body, and it became more and more fierce from time to time. Later, he asked me if I would accept any of his requests. Star fruit's words made Grandma Mei laugh. As soon as I nodded, he stood up and carried me to the bed. Carambola continued with a crimson face, "Mr. Dong is very considerate, making me feel like the whole person is floating in the clouds. When Grandma Xue was alive, she once said to me that in a woman's heart, no matter how many good men there are, it is enough to really live a life and meet one in your life. When I met Mr. Dong, I felt that Xue Da Da said it too well. ”

As soon as the star fruit finished speaking, she was slapped on the forehead by Grandma Mei.

Grandma Mei took out a tin box from the small drawer of the dresser, found an aspirin pill and stuffed it into the carambola's mouth, "I've been naked all night, you have to be careful, be careful of getting sick." In the first three days when men and women are together, women are prone to fever and fever. Tonight, when you and Dong Chongli are together, you must save some energy to dream. If you fall into the root of the disease, the rest of the life will not be easy! ”

When star fruit went to the kitchen to find water to drink from the aspirin pills, one foot was not raised high enough that it almost tripped over the threshold.

Grandma Mei walked to the bed and reached out to remove Xue Ning's quilt, but Xue Ling grabbed her from the inside. Through the quilt, Grandma Mei stroked her for a while.

"I know you've woken up. Sit up and listen to me about something important. Seeing that Xue Ning didn't move, Grandma Mei said again, "Don't you want to hear Liu Zimo's news?" I once met Liu Zimo's brother Liu Ziwen. Liu Ziwen said that Liu Zimo completely abandoned the weather station built on Turtle Mountain, and the newly selected place was the gate of heaven. ”

Xue Ling finally poked her head out: "This can't be! ”

Grandma Mei was very calm: "I specifically looked for Mr. Liu for this matter, and Liu Ziwen's words are right." Mr. Liu told me that the weather in the Tianmen area is very special, and it may be the center of the rainstorm in the Central Plains. He still remembered that you were already at the gate of heaven, but he didn't know if you had grown up in the past year. ”

Because of the excitement, Xue Ling wrapped the quilt tighter instead. She asked Grandma Mei to leave for a while, but Grandma Mei sat down on the edge of the bed: "If it weren't for this change in the family, you wouldn't have grown up so fast." I know everything, get up, and listen to me tell you things that you have to pass as a woman. ”

After a stalemate, the quilt was loosened, and a moist woman's body fragrance spread.

"I'm from here, don't you know what star fruit said! I wanted you to hear about it. Your pajama pants are wet too, so I'll change them in a moment. I can smell it all, and men can smell it even more. What star fruit said is not a scandal, you have to remember that when Mr. Liu loves you, it will be your gospel. ”

The autumn rain is still falling.

Star fruit washed the sheets and hung them on the patio. Drying together is Dong Chongli's checkered handkerchief, and the tender red that cannot be washed is still faintly visible. Chang Niangniang and Wang Niangniang stood by the patio and deliberately asked Dong Chongli loudly why he had a nosebleed last night. Dong Chongli kept talking, and said two storytelling hats one after another, laughing so much that they couldn't breathe, which blocked everyone's mouths.

For three days, every time the lights went out, star fruit naturally entered Dong Chongli's house. The old tiles, which had been baked by the scorching sun for a summer, could not withstand the long soaking of the cold rain, and most of the rooms were leaking. The truth of rain leakage is also applicable to people, and the newly married woman is through the summer and then the autumn tile. The newlywed man is condescending, refusing to recycle the rain as soon as the water is released. Grandma Mei's analogy Dong Chongli has also heard of it, and he still has no intention of taking a break at night. Every morning, the long-term workers in the family have to hold the long pole in both hands, aim at the dripping places, carefully lift the upper and lower tiles a little, and then move them together. Sometimes, when this is done, the roof leaks even more, so you have to continue to adjust the distance between the tiles with bamboo poles until there are no leaks. It was said that it would not leak at that time, but after the next night, it would leak rain in other places. On the morning of the fourth day, the drip on the roof was still there. When Grandma Mei was watching the long-term workers working there, she couldn't help but ask if the house in this place at Tianmen was a habit of bullying strangers. Carambola, who accompanied Grandma Mei, said that the house would bully people, mainly because Grandma Mei was not familiar with these things. In the past, in autumn, Snow Daddy and Snow Daddy would take advantage of the sunny weather to hire a few masons to renovate the entire area on the roof that might leak rain. Grandma Mei was about to say why the star fruit didn't remind her earlier, but the star fruit in front of her suddenly turned half a circle, and before Grandma Mei reached out to pull it, the person had already turned over and fell to the ground.

The star fruit struggled to get up, and before the soil stuck to the slap was wiped away, the person started to burn.

The first crown prince sat in the court, Lü Buwei came to take charge of the court, the queen of fornication was not allowed to speak, and the internal and external dictatorship was common. The civil and military officials played a book, and they wanted to move to Sichuan Province. Buwei is old and has no family plan, so he can only take poison and return to yin. The first emperor traveled back to Xianyang, and suddenly had a dream so amazing, just saw the little offspring in Tsing Yi, stepped forward to hug the sun god, and there was a little boy in red, shouting that the red sun is mine! The two fought each other, and the boy in Tsing Yi returned to the yin. From then on, the first emperor was not happy and asked for the elixir of immortality. Afraid that the Hu people would rebel, the Great Wall was built high on the frontier, and thousands of Confucian books were burned, and Confucian students were trapped. Yangshou has just been fifty springs, and the emperor is thirty-seven years old.

As soon as the star fruit was sick, Dong Chongli's storytelling lost a lot of charm. People who don't know the inside story still think that Dong Chongli followed the independent brigade to make a violent revolution for a year, and the art of storytelling was abandoned. After taking the aspirin pills given by Grandma Mei, the fever on the star fruit subsided a little.

On the day of the long rain, the star fruit was still feverish. When he got up early in the morning, Dong Chongli was a little unsettled, and kept asking Grandma Mei if there was any penicillin, and if she wanted to give a few penicillin to star fruit like she did to Fu Langxi in the past. Xue Ning felt that Dong Chongli was too strange, don't say that at the gate of heaven, it is difficult to see penicillin in the county. Of course, there is this thing sold in Huangzhou City, because it is a controlled material, and ordinary people may not be able to buy it if they have money. Dong Chongli did not continue. At lunchtime, the forehead of star fruit finally stopped being hot. Grandma Mei thought that as long as the fever stopped in the evening, the disease would be cured. Dong Chongli smiled, looking unnatural.

At this time, a man with a Lu'an accent stood at the door on a horse and asked loudly, "Is this the Xue family?" I am from Brigade Commander Feng's Lu'an family! ”

The man from Lu'an said that Brigade Commander Feng's father was sick again, and Lang Zhong had also seen it, and the doctor had also seen it, and they all said that it would be difficult to escape the catastrophe this time. The old man was eager to see Brigade Commander Feng, so he sent him to Huangzhou on horseback to deliver a message, passing through the Middle Boundary Ridge, accidentally fell off his horse, and broke a leg alive. The first two times Brigade Commander Feng went home, he had mentioned the Xue family at the gate of heaven, although he was presumptuous, he had no choice but to come to the door for help. Grandma Mei heard the story of Brigade Commander Feng from Xue Ning, and she promised to find a sedan chair to send the Lu'an man to Huangzhou. The man from Lu'an shouted, saying that Grandma Mei seemed to be reasonable, but she was actually pretending, and her leg was broken like this, and Mo said that sitting in a sedan chair and running around, even if she let the woman sleep on the bed with her arms in her arms, she would be uncomfortable to death. "You send someone, ride my horse, and go to see Brigade Commander Feng!"

The words of the Lu'an man first moved Dong Chongli's heart. Dong Chongli wants to go to Huangzhou, and by the way, he can try to get some penicillin and come back. But when he heard that he had to ride a horse and couldn't ride a horse, Dong Chongli, didn't say anything anymore. Fortunately, several SDF soldiers have practiced horseback riding. Ma Harrier was very happy to have such an opportunity, and when he agreed, he asked the Lu'an man to tell Brigade Commander Feng at his convenience that he would sell a little more bullets to himself.

The soldiers with the best riding skills selected by the horse harriers went down the West River. The man in Lu'an refused to stay in the Xue family to recuperate, and there was a woman who was kind to him who lived on the Middle Boundary Ridge. Hearing that the woman is very good at feeling sorry for men, Duan Sanguo felt a burst of jealousy in his heart, and couldn't help but guess that the woman who was good with the man in Lu'an might be the woman who was good with him. Duan Sanguo didn't want the Lu'an man to go to Zhongjieling. At the moment when he was about to express his opinion to Ma Harrier, the eyes of the Lu'an man and Dong Chongli collided quickly.

Duan Sanguo was shocked.

This is no small surprise. Taking advantage of the fact that the sweat on his forehead had not yet seeped out, Duan Sanguo hurriedly walked away, wiped off the sudden sweat, and calmed down, before going back to continue talking with those people.

When he spoke again, Duan Sanguo also helped the Lu'an man speak. It was Duan Sanguo's words that made Ma Harrier agree to the Lu'an man's request.

The carambola burn did not go away in the end. To Grandma Mei's surprise, she had already reminded star fruit not to ruin the happiness of her life because of greed for a moment. However, after Dong Chongli's storytelling ended, they still slept together. Grandma Mei complained about Dong Chongli many times, did he not want to marry star fruit and live with star fruit for the rest of his life. After saying that, after the rooster crowed, the star fruit suddenly crowed happily in Dong Chongli's house. Grandma Mei threw the kerosene lamp into the patio without saying a word, and a raging fire rose into the sky. She screamed loudly and told everyone in the house to get up and put out the fire. Grandma Mei successfully lured the star fruit out of Dong Chongli's house and unceremoniously blamed Dong Chongli for only caring about his own greed and not being a good man. Dong Chongli was obviously wronged, and after dawn, taking advantage of the freshness and leisure of the morning, Dong Chongli said something unexpected quickly.

"There's so much stuff in here, and only star fruit can make me a little easier." Dong Chongli pointed to his heart, wanting Grandma Mei to understand. Grandma Mei didn't bother to sympathize: "If you continue to be indecisive, you will exhaust yourself to death." ”

A few words had a great effect, and Dong Chongli rejected star fruit for two consecutive nights. On the third day, that is, the day when the fever of star fruit subsides. Before breakfast, Dong Chongli hadn't gotten up yet, star fruit went over to call someone, and he didn't hear her knock on the door and came back to say that Dong Chongli wanted to sleep lazily and didn't eat breakfast. Grandma Mei asked Xue Ling to look at it again, and there was a note on the door, which was written exactly what star fruit said.

Soon after the sun climbed overhead, a fierce burst of gunfire was heard from the lower reaches of the West River.

Xue Ling and Grandma Mei stood side by side in front of the Ziyang Pavilion, watching the horse harrier assemble the team, climb the road on the left bank, and run faster than the dog. The SDF team disappeared from view for a while, and when it reappeared, there were two more people on horseback. Xue Ning quickly recognized one of the people on horseback as Brigadier Feng, and the other was the Self-Defense Force soldier who sent a letter to Brigadier Feng.

Brigade Commander Feng, who was arrogant all over, suffered a defeat with a solid heart. It was not the main forces of the Workers' and Peasants' Red Army that defeated Brigade Commander Feng. So far, the main force of the Workers' and Peasants' Red Army has not reached the area of Tianmen. It was the Independent Brigade that he despised that made Brigade Commander Feng lose his armor. Fortunately, the independent brigade did not have iron sand artillery, otherwise it would be difficult to say whether Brigade Commander Feng would have escaped alive.