Without Wei Taiqiang's cooperation, those e-sports players will not be able to get the best resources, and they will not be able to get the best resources, which means that their e-sports road will not go so smoothly.

These people have a good time, but they know that if they want to play well, they still have to rely on He Boge and Wei Taiqiang.

These esports players said, "Are we really rookies? Will we rookies be able to make a fortune? ”

"You can, although you are rookies, you can still get wealth, as long as you work hard to evolve into a professional esports player," said Hoberg and Wei Taiqiang. ”

Wei Taiqiang said: "Everyone just needs to play e-sports, you try to play e-sports well, if you don't understand, we have people to give advice." ”

Those esports players thought to themselves, "Since we can get rich as rookies, we don't have to follow those people's orders." "Take these peaches and eat them yourself." He said in a gruff voice.

She greedily grabbed the peaches like a child, held them in her palm, and said nothing. As they walked along the ridge of the paddy field, he looked at her again, and she was carefully nibbling on a peach little by little, but when she saw him looking at her, she held the peach in her hand again, and her chin did not move.

They walked like this until they reached the Land Temple on the west side of the village. This land temple is a very small house, the height of a person's shoulder. It was made of gray bricks and was covered with tiles. Wei Taiqiang's grandfather used to farm on this land, and now Wei Taiqiang himself lives on it, and he built this small temple with bricks from the city in a wheelbarrow. The temple walls were plastered on the outside, and in a good harvest year, painters were hired to paint a landscape of mountains and bamboos on the white stucco walls. However, due to the rain of several generations, only a faint feather-like bamboo remains, and the original mountain is almost completely invisible. In the temple sit two small but serious statues of deities, which are made of mud from the fields surrounding the temple and are well protected under the roof. The two gods are like the land lord himself and the land woman. They wore clothes made of red and gold paper, and the land lord had sparse drooping beards made of real hair. Every year during the Chinese New Year, Wei Taiqiang's father buys some red paper and carefully cuts and pastes new clothes for the pair of gods. Because every year the rain and snow drift in, and the summer sun shines in, it destroys their clothes.

But because their clothes were still new at the beginning of the year, Wei Taiqiang was proud of their beautiful appearance. He took the basket from the woman's hand and carefully looked for the incense he had bought under the pork. He was afraid that the incense would be broken, which would mean a bad omen, but fortunately the incense was intact. He took out the incense and put it side by side in the ashes in front of the idol, which had been accumulated when others burned the incense, because all the neighbors worshipped these two little idols. Then he took out a scythe, made a fire out of a dried leaf, lit a fire, and lit incense.

Wei Taiqiang and his woman both stood in front of their land god. He watched as the incense burned red and turned into ashes. When the ash was too heavy, she leaned over and flicked it off with her fingers. Then, as if frightened by her demeanor, she quickly looked at Wei Taiqiang, her eyes a little dull. However, he liked her to do so, because it seemed to indicate that she felt that the incense belonged to both of them. This is the moment of marriage. They stood side by side, silently, watching the incense burn to ashes. Then, as the sun gradually sank, Wei Taiqiang picked up the box again, and they walked home.

At the door of the house, the old man stood there, letting the last rays of the sun shine on him. When Wei Taiqiang approached the woman, he stood still. If he paid attention to her, he would lose his identity. Therefore, he pretended to look at the clouds with great interest and exclaimed, "That cloud hanging in the left corner of the crescent moon is a sign of rain." It will be down by tomorrow night at the latest. Then, when he saw Wei Taiqiang taking the basket from the woman's hand, he shouted again, "You spent money." ”

Wei Taiqiang put the basket on the table. "There's a guest tonight." He spoke briefly, and then carried the box into the room where he was sleeping, next to the box where he put his own clothes. He looked at it curiously. But the old man came to the door and said again: "When you become a family, you spend money endlessly!" ”

Although he was secretly glad that his son had invited a guest, he felt that it was not okay not to complain a few words about spending money in front of his new daughter-in-law, otherwise, she might spend money indiscriminately at the beginning. Wei Taiqiang didn't speak, but he went out and took the basket into the kitchen, and the woman followed. He took everything out of the basket and laid it on the cold pot and said to her, "Here is pork, and here is beef and fish, and there are seven things to eat." Do you know how to cook? "He didn't look at a woman when he spoke to her, that would be inappropriate. The woman replied in a dull voice, "Since I entered the Huang family, I have been a girl in the kitchen. The Huang family has meat at every meal. ”

Wei Taiqiang nodded, leaving her in the kitchen until the guests swarmed in. Among the guests was his uncle, who was cunning and greedy in spirit; his uncle's son, a rude fifteen-year-old boy; There were also some honest peasants who smiled shyly. There were two people from the village, Wei Taiqiang, who often exchanged seeds with them and helped each other during the harvest, one of whom was his close neighbor, this man was Qin, a short, quiet man who was reluctant to speak except as a last resort.

Out of politeness, the guests gave way to their seats, and when they were seated in the hall, Wei Taiqiang went into the kitchen and asked the woman to serve the food. He was happy then, because she said to him, "Better if I hand you the bowls, and you put them on the table." I don't want to show my face in front of men. ”

Wei Taiqiang was very proud in his heart, because this woman was his own, and she was not afraid to see him, but she did not want to see other men. He took the bowls from her at the kitchen door, placed them on the table in the hall, and called out to her, "Eat, uncle, uncle, brothers." When his joking uncle said, "Don't you want us to see the bride?" Wei Taiqiang replied firmly: "We are not married yet. It is inappropriate for other men to look at her before they get married. ”

He earnestly urged the guests to eat, and they gladly ate the delicious things, and they ate happily and did not talk much, but some praised the braised fish for a good job, others praised the meat for a good job, and Wei Taiqiang replied over and over again, "It is not good to do too much." ”

But in his heart he was satisfied with the dishes, because the woman had only used the meat at hand, with sugar, vinegar, a little wine, and soy sauce, to skillfully bring out all the flavors of the food, which Wei Taiqiang had never tasted at a friend's banquet.

That night, the guests drank tea and talked and laughed for a long time, while the woman stayed behind the pot. By the time Wei Taiqiang saw off the last guest and walked into the kitchen, she had cowered and fallen asleep in the haystack next to the cow. When Wei Taiqiang woke her up, she had a straw stick stuck to her head, and when Wei Taiqiang called her, she suddenly raised her arm, as if she was afraid of being beaten. She finally opened her eyes and looked at him with strange, speechless eyes, and he felt as if he were a child in front of him. He took her by the hand and led her to the room where he had washed her that morning, and then lit a red candle on the table. In the light, when he found that he was alone with the woman, he suddenly felt a little shy, so he had to remind himself: "This is my own woman." You've got to do something like that. ”

So he began to take off his clothes. As for the woman, she crawled around the corner of the tent and began to make the bed silently. Wei Taiqiang said in a rough voice: "When you lie down, blow out the light first." ”

Then he lay down, pulled the quilt over his shoulders, and pretended to sleep, but he didn't fall asleep. It took a long time.

There are such enjoyments in life. The next morning, Wei Taiqiang lay on the bed, looking at the woman who was now completely his own. She sat up, put on her loose garment, tightened her neck and waist, and slowly twisted herself to get dressed. Then she put her feet into her cloth shoes and lifted them up with the loops sewn at the back. A light shone through the small window on her, and he dimly saw her face. Her face didn't change. This amazed Wei Taiqiang, who felt that the night must have changed himself, but the woman was beside him, rising from his bed as if she had been rising from it every day of her life. In the darkness of the early morning, the old man's cough was raised and he kept crying bitterly, so he said to her, "First bring a bowl of boiling water to my father, so that he can moisten his lungs." ”

She asked in the same voice as she did yesterday, "Do you want tea in the water?" ”

This simple question bothered Wei Taiqiang. He wanted to say, "Of course there must be tea." Do you think we're called Hanako? He wanted the woman to think that tea was nothing in their house. Because in the Huang family, what they drink every day is green tea with tea brewed. Maybe even the girls there don't drink plain water. But he knew that if the woman had served his father tea instead of boiled water the first day, his father would be angry. What's more, they are really not rich either. So he replied casually: "Tea? No, no, it will make his cough worse. ”

The door opened, and she walked in silently, holding a steaming bowl of water in both hands. He sat up on the bed and took the bowl. There are some tea leaves floating on the water. He quickly glanced up at her. She immediately felt a little frightened, and said to him: "There is no tea in the water I gave to my father-in-law, I did what you said, but I gave you this bowl ...-."

Wei Taiqiang felt very happy to see that she was a little afraid of him. Before she could finish speaking, he replied, "I like tea, I like tea." He grunted happily and drank the tea.

His heart was filled with this new joy, and he was ashamed to admit to himself, "I like me so much as a woman!" ”

For months after that, he felt as if he had done nothing but look at himself as a woman. In fact, he still works as before. He carried the hoe into his field, and produced rows of crops; He put oxen on ploughs and ploughed the land in the west of the village where garlic and onions were planted. He was very happy to work, because as soon as he returned home at noon, his meal was ready, the table was wiped clean, and the dishes and chopsticks were neatly laid out on it. In the past, when he came home, although he was very tired, he had to cook his own food, unless the old man was hungry early and mixed some corn porridge or made some dead pancakes with garlic sprouts.

Now that whatever food was ready for him, he could sit down on the bench at the table and eat at once. The mud floor in the house was swept away, and the firewood was piled up. In the morning when he had gone to the field, the woman took a bamboo rake and a rope and went out into the field to collect firewood, some grass here, a branch or a handful of leaves there, and when she came back at noon, she carried back enough wood and grass for cooking. This made Wei Taiqiang happy, and they didn't need to buy firewood anymore.

In the afternoon, she carried a shovel and dung basket on her shoulders and went to the main road to the city, where there were mules, donkeys and horses carrying goods. She picks up animal manure on the road and carries it home and piles it at the base of the wall outside the door to use as fertilizer for the fields. She did it quietly, and no one asked her to do it. In the evening, she did not rest until she had fed the cows in the kitchen and had enough to drink.

She took out their ragged clothes and mended them with the thread she had spun from cotton on bamboo ingots, and patched up the holes in their winter cotton clothes. She took their bedding to the sun at the door, removed it, washed it, hung it on a bamboo pole to dry, and re-flipped the cotton wool that had become hard and black over the years, killed the lice and fleas hidden in the quilt, and then exposed it to the sun. Day after day, she kept doing this and that, until she had cleaned all three rooms and was almost alive. The old man's cough gradually improved, and he sat with his back against the south wall of the house basking in the sun, often half awake and half asleep, feeling warm and content.

But this woman, except for the words that must be said in life, she never speaks. Wei Taiqiang watched her big feet slowly and steadily walk around the room, secretly staring at her expressionless square face and somewhat frightened eyes, and did not understand her. At night, he knew that her body was silky and firm. But in the daytime, her clothes, her plain blue cloth trousers obscured everything he knew, and she resembled a loyal, taciturn maid, a woman who had only the status of a maid. However, he should not have said to her, "Why don't you speak?" "That's inappropriate. She did everything she had to do, and it was enough.

Sometimes, while working in the fields, he often thinks about her. What had she seen in the hundreds of courtyards of the Huang family? What kind of life did she live before she lived with him? He couldn't figure it out. Then he was embarrassed by his curiosity and interest in her. She's just a woman after all.