The courtyard was quiet, and the midday sun cast through the dense foliage of the magnolia trees onto the brick floor. Two wooden barrels filled with water rested on the well platform, and the laundry tub was buckled under the wall, making it look messy. Heiwa picked up the wooden basin and put it on the edge of the seepage pit under the well platform, where the little woman used to wash her clothes. Seeing that there were no abnormal changes in the courtyard, he lifted the placket of his cloth shirt and wiped the sweat on his face, and walked out of this empty and quiet courtyard. As soon as he walked into the cowshed, he plugged in the door panel, and lay on his back on the big kang with a plop, his tense muscles relaxed at once, and his heart seemed to be stable in its original position at this time. He lay down for a while, then turned over and wiped off his pants, only to see a large wet patch in his crotch. He quickly fastened his trousers, folded the wet area into it, and then proceeded to untie the reins, and pulled the mules and horses to the waterlogged pond to drink.

He walked in the village alley with the reins of his horse, calmly recalling the tense and panicked moment, chewing on the indescribable but very tempting tip of his tongue. The head stubble alfalfa is drizzled with vinegar, and the girl's tongue is the meat of the cured juice. Now that he recalls the many sour stories told by the foreman Li Xiang, he has moved from hazy to clear. When he had made four or five trips back and forth and drank the livestock, he felt the temptation of silence overflow again, the feeling of suffocation filled his chest again, and an invisible force urged him to return to the well.

He endured it, and when it was time for lunch, Li Xiang and Wang Xiang came back from the field sweating, and they couldn't think of the wonderful secret that had happened to Heiwa, but said with obvious jealousy: "Heiwa, your son of a dog is more cowhide than the godson of Guo's shopkeeper!" You play with the shopkeeper's horse and pigeons......" Heiwa hehehe smiled proudly: "Who is to blame for this?" The shopkeeper insisted that I walk his horse with him and catch pigeons for him, do I dare not go?" The three of them went into the courtyard to have lunch. Heiwa couldn't help but feel her heart beat when she saw the little woman bring a salt dish, a spicy dish, a vinegar bowl and a garlic pot on a wooden plate; Seeing her wrist wearing a silver bracelet, I reminisced about the gentleness and delicacy when I held it; Seeing her trembling breasts, I felt the obsession and dissolution of the clinging to it very clearly. The little woman looked at no one, but turned around and brought three large bowls on a wooden plate, and in the bowls were the cold skins that had risen over the rim of the bowls. This is the most delicious pasta dish on a hot day. The little woman put down the bowl and went back to the kitchen. Heiwa chewed the cool dough, but still noticed the changes that Li Xiang and Wang Xiang did not notice, the little woman's steps were light, her two delicate little feet twisted neatly, the ------- on her chest trembled and flicked, her eyes were as clear as the green mountains after the rain, and the lifeless look in the past had been swept away.

After lunch, they returned to the horse, and the three of them lay down to rest. Li Xiang said angrily: "This second mother-in-law is different today than in the past, probably she was killed by the dark yesterday, you see that she walks with her hands and feet fluttering today!" After saying that, he started snoring. Wang Xiang also smirked and fell asleep. Heiwa couldn't sleep.

Throughout the day, Heiwa and Li Xiang were sowing the last piece of grain land. He was a little distracted, and he shouted at the plough and ploughed the furrow, and he couldn't stop the thinning. The chief foreman actually scolded: "Heiwa, your cub has lost your soul, haven't you?" Heiwa smiled nonchalantly. The closer it got dark, the more impatient he became, until he could not find the opportunity to speak alone with the little woman after dinner. The three of them had eaten dinner, and when they got up and walked out of the yard with their mouths wiped their mouths, the little woman said, "Heiwa, you bring the bucket of swill." Heiwa was happy to be saved, so she carried a wooden bucket full of swill from the stove room and returned to the horse, drank the cow with swill, and then brought the bucket over, and said to the little woman who was washing the pot and washing the dishes: "Sister E'er, I will come from the black room." ”

Heiwa began to implement the action plan that he had repeatedly pondered when he planted the grain in the future: "Uncle Li, I will go to Wangzhuang to find my Uncle Jiadao today." Ask him to bring me a pair of shoes when he gets home. The foreman Li Xiang agreed without care. Heiwa went to Wang Village to find Uncle Jiadao, and did say that he would let him carry shoes, and talked about working in Guo's house in the middle of the night, and thanked Uncle Jiadao for finding him a good master's home, and said that Guo Juren looked down on himself and asked him to accompany him to walk the horse and release pigeons. Jiadao happily admonished: "That's good, that's good!" People treat us well, we also have to know well, everything is a little longer, and let people spoil first and then annoy...... "Heiwa should be, already absent-minded, look at the dead of night, say goodbye to Uncle Jiadao and return to the general village."

According to the route observed during the day, Heiwa climbed a tsubaki tree at the base of the wall and stepped on the top of the wall, and entered the courtyard with a slight jump. Guo Juren and his eldest woman are in the cave in the backyard, and there is only one little woman living in the front yard. Heiwa glanced at the closed window, lifted the bamboo curtain, and gently pushed the door. The door was deadly closed, and he tapped his finger three times, and the latch slid open with a single slip, and a strange smell of pure woman's body could be smelled in the darkness. The little woman -------- standing in the door, casually pushed the latch of the door lightly, turned around and hung on the neck of the black baby, and when the black baby hugged her waist, she was almost dizzy. He was now eagerly searching for her lips, eager to taste her tongue again. But she was stingy, and her clenched teeth showed only a little bit of the tip of her tongue, so that his tongue could only touch and could not suck, which made him anxious. She dragged him through the darkness toward the kang. Her hands touched the buttons on his chest and unbuttoned them one by one, and she took off his coarse shirt............................................................ He lay quietly and refreshed on the bamboo mat, and after relieving his breath, he grabbed his clothes and trousers, and prepared to leave. She pulled it and threw it on the kang, threw him into his arms, lifted him down on the kang, lay on top of him, kissed his face, bit his neck, wrapped his tongue in his mouth and smacked it,............ The black baby groaned, twitched like a demon, writhed, and couldn't stop crying: "Sister E'er! She put her ear ...... his ear and said, "Brother, I will die tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, and I don't remember anything!"

Since then, Heiwa has fallen into pain that she can't get rid of. He went to plough the wheat stubble with Li Xiangwang Xiang during the day, and slept on the big kang in the horse at night, and it was rare to relive the dream with the little woman again, and he couldn't lie again and again to find Uncle Jiadao! In the morning, when he went to sweep the courtyard and skeweed the water, Guo Juren kicked and danced his arms to practice kung fu in the courtyard in the morning, and he couldn't get close to the little woman. The only loophole that could be exploited was that after dinner, when he brought the swill to drink the cattle and horses and returned the empty buckets, he and the little woman hurriedly left in the kitchen and left like a thief.

In the midst of boredom and anxiety, there are always opportunities. The wheat stubble is all ploughed again, so that the dog days are exposed to the poisonous sun, and the exposure is thorough, such as rain, and then ploughing and raking again, and the land is as soft as fermented dough, just waiting for the autumn to plow and sow the wheat. The seedlings of the grain have emerged one after another, and it will take half a month for the seedlings to hoe and fertilize. The wealthy owner temporarily paid half a year's salary or wheat in kind to the long-term workers, gave them three or five days of vacation, and asked the long-term workers to send the money or wheat home to settle down, and then to return to work after a while. Then it was decided whether to hire or not to hire or not to do it in the next year, and the Lord was willing to hire a long-term worker and was willing to do it, and after the fifteenth hour of the first month, the year began again. Guo Juren came to Ma Hao on the night when they finished plowing the last piece of wheat stubble, shook his fan and said heartily: "A while ago, I harvested and planted and ploughed the land, and you all worked hard. Tomorrow, Li Xiang and Wang Xiang can get up, and this year, as soon as the two of you leave, go back and settle the old and young ones and come back. There's no tight work in the field at the moment, and the deer just needs to take care of the livestock. When the two of you come, the deer will go home again. There are fingers in the deer house, and it's nothing to go back a few days late. Heiwa couldn't wait for that. Li Xiang and Wang poured the wheat quite late, and they were so happy that they couldn't sleep all night, and the rooster crowed three times and pushed the wooden cart loaded with grain on the road. Heiwa was so happy that she couldn't sleep, so she went to sweep away the water when it was dark. While eating breakfast, he boldly grabbed the little woman's hand, jumped up and kissed it, and the little woman's face turned yellow with fright: "Are you crazy?" Heiwa sat down and said, "Wait." It's a good opportunity for this dark. When he returned to the horse, he fed the horses, fed two troughs of fodder in succession, took out the cows, horses and mules, and tied them to the shade of the trees, brushed off the scars of the animals with a broom, and then turned back and padded dry soil to the pen, filled the water tank, and lay down and fell asleep after lunch. After a long time, he simply picked up the big cage and grass sickle to cut the alfalfa.

Guo Juren admired his diligence and initiative, and also squatted down to pick alfalfa under the guillotine. Heiwa pressed the handle of the guillotine, looked at Guo Juren's silver-haired head under his nose, and suddenly regretted in his heart: Guo Juren treated him well, and he could see that he liked him very much, let him walk the horse with him, put the pigeon cage on his back to release the pigeon here and there, and let him feed the mules and horses alone, but he secretly slept with the little woman of the family! His joyful chest began to fall silent, and a gray atmosphere of remorse and shame floated up......

With the arrival of late night, Heiwa spent the night alone for the first time in the horse, and the desire to urge him to jump over the wall and jump off the yard was full of tides. He stripped naked, poured water from the top of his head with a gourd scoop, rinsed it well, and walked out of the door of the horse.

Walking the same road, climbing the same wall, climbing the same tree, and easily entering the wing room with the door hidden like a cat. In the hazy moonlight, there was a body carved of jade and ice lying on the kang. Two equally anxious mouths foamed at each other, and both pairs were eager to catch each other's arms intertwined. Heiwa is no longer flustered, nor strange, the little woman no longer says "brother, you Guaguawa", obsessively intoxicated by Heiwa's more and more skilled caresses. They have now crossed the barriers of shyness, panic and ignorance into the realm of unhurried freedom, accepting and giving each other all kinds of caresses, happily indulging each other to do further and bolder actions, and for the first time they have achieved the best state of simultaneous ecstasy. They have gone from the need for more and more intense stimulation of the physical senses to the need for emotional expression, and the murmur of affection flows naturally. "Brother, my sister hurts you and you're going to die!" Sister E'er, my brother is going crazy thinking about you!" They walked to the summit again and again, and fell from the peak again and again, without satisfaction, until the rooster crowed three times before parting with each other.