Chapter 1 Wear the book to seventy

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Meng Tao woke up for a while, staring at the environment in the room with bated breath, trying not to move, afraid of making a noise, causing the two people who were whispering outside the wooden door to break in, breaking the silence in front of her and confirming some of her thoughts.

She hoped it was just a dream, and when she woke up, she would go back to the world she had lived in.

She didn't want to stay in this broken room: mottled and old loess walls, not to mention the floor tiles on the ground, not even the cement surface, just ordinary compacted soil layers, and the roof was covered with tiles, right? I don't know how long it hasn't been cleaned, and the spider webs are hanging one after another, and the spiders are continuing to build webs.

She was lying on a wooden bed, the mosquito nets were very old and patched, but they were clean, and in a room of about ten square meters, there was no furniture, not even a wardrobe, only two old chairs with broken legs leaning against the corner, piled with tattered clothes and sundries, and a wooden shelf supporting a large old-fashioned wooden box with brass buckles, which was the only thing in the room that looked pleasing to the eye.

No wonder the light in the room was very dark, and under the window was a wooden table without drawers, on which was a slap-sized mirror, a comb, a kerosene lamp, and a box of matches, and the most striking thing was a white cup with a badly peeled paint, and a line of red eyes printed on the wall of the cup could still be seen clearly: serve the people.

There are also two propaganda posters nailed on the earthen wall, painting three characters, the brother of the worker, peasant and soldier, carrying tools, holding the ears of grain, holding a steel gun, looking at Meng Tao with a smile.

Meng Tao closed her eyes, not daring to think about it......

The wooden door was still pushed open, and a middle-aged woman with short ear-length hair and a young girl with two braids walked in, the middle-aged woman approached the bed, stretched out her hand to push Meng Tao, touched her forehead again, and shouted twice: "Peach blossom, peach blossom?" ”

Meng Tao pretended to be dead.

The middle-aged woman sighed: "I'm still asleep, your sister Xianglan is a little heavier." ”

The young girl pouted: "Mom, you also know, this peach blossom is in good health, the day before yesterday Xiaoliu went up the mountain with her to carry firewood, deliberately hit her firewood bundle, she rolled down the hill without breaking, this morning we went down to the river to wash clothes, I and the eldest sister have summed up, even if she pushes her into the river, she will still have water, the eldest sister had to take advantage of her not to pay attention, from behind her to give her a mallet knocked out, fortunately, only a bag in the back of the head, no bleeding, otherwise the blood is dripping, we are too lazy to carry her back...... But my cousin is too slow, this will not come, if Peach Blossom wakes up, it will not be in vain? ”

"You whisper to me, so that people can hear, say what's wrong with our Lao Tian family!"

The middle-aged woman suppressed her voice and said, then pulled the young girl out of the room, closed the wooden door with her backhand, and the mother and daughter muttered outside the door:

"It just rained heavily last night, the road in the mountains is slippery, and your big-headed cousin is lame in his legs and feet, and he is on crutches, so I'm afraid he won't be able to come until dinner."

"What then? Peach Blossom has been asleep for a long time and may really be waking up. ”

"It's really not good - the last time I went into the mountains to beat rice, I encountered a few herbs, it was the kind of sticky grass, whether it was a man or a woman, as long as it was touched a little, it became sticky like a beast, and it couldn't be opened...... Make a bowl of egg soup for peach blossoms at night and put it in, don't touch it! ”

"No, I want to eat egg custard too, you always save eggs and don't let you eat them, you're hungry!" The young girl is coquettish.

The middle-aged woman patted her helplessly: "I didn't save eggs because of you?" The weather is getting colder, you still have to make a big red dress that grows to the calf, I saw the Zhou family in the village wearing a red dress that day, do you want to compare beauty with her? ”

"It's to compare! The situation of our Tian family is not what it used to be, my brother is out of business, and he married a daughter-in-law in the city, our family is not the first or second in Linshui Village, of course I can't be worse than Zhou Daya, I also have what she has, and I want to be better and more beautiful than hers! ”

"Tsk, what a crazy girl!"

The middle-aged woman was disgusted, but her tone was as proud as that of a young girl: "The eggs I have saved recently are not for sale, I want to bring some eggs from home into the city for your third brother and third sister-in-law to eat. Why don't you make a big pot of scrambled eggs tonight so you can eat enough. Then make a separate bowl of egg soup, it's for peach blossoms, be careful not to touch it! ”

"Got it, hee-hee!"

The young girl smiled proudly: "Mom, tonight's peach blossom and cousin are considered cave houses...... The big-headed cousin is thirty years old, the peach blossom has just turned nineteen, and the basin is still growing very well, the big-headed cousin is afraid that he will be happy, he has a daughter-in-law for nothing, and if he dares not to honor your aunt in the future, I will kill him! ”

The middle-aged woman also smiled: "Okay, how can I say that he is also my sister's son, my nephew, how can I not think about him?" The old son-in-law will love his daughter-in-law, your big-headed cousin is just a bad leg, weaving bamboo baskets and bamboo baskets can also do carpentry, the work at hand is amazing, and it can be sold for money. Peach Blossom followed the big head, she can't be wrong in this life, she has been in our family for more than four years, and finding her a big head is so good, it can be regarded as worthy of her. ”

"That is, with her being an uneducated rural girl, she still hopes that my third brother, who has become a cadre, will come back to live with her? Think beautifully! If she can marry her cousin with a big head, she should burn high incense. ”

"Hmm. Yalan, you are also getting ready these days, your third brother and third sister-in-law. As soon as the wedding is held in the unit, we just wait for the big head and the peach blossom to become completed, and then rush over. Your third sister-in-law is a girl in the city, but you can pay attention to it, after your third brother comes back from college, he is now the technical backbone of the factory, and he will be promoted to a bigger official in the future, you must dress up neatly and beautifully, don't embarrass your brother and sister-in-law! ”

"Mom, don't worry, I know this very well!"

"It's time to make dinner when the sun sets, this Tuesday, the little six and seven don't go home to live in school, and the big head will arrive in a while, you go and see what your sister and brother-in-law are doing, ask them if they want to come back and eat together, and I will also measure the rice in the pot."

"Hey, let's go."

The footsteps outside the door gradually faded away, and the surroundings quieted down, and there were still chickens and dogs barking and children crying, which felt quite far away.

Meng Tao opened her eyes, looked at the roof for a while, and then got up, her head was a little dizzy, fortunately, she could still move, and there was a big bag after touching her head, I don't know if I felt it, now it hurts when I touch it, and it hurts so much that she bared her teeth and cracked her mouth.

secretly scolded Tian Xianglan, who gave her a mallet from behind: The dead woman is ruthless enough! If you have the chance, you will definitely return it.

scolded the old woman who came to the bed just now and Tian Yalan, listen to what they said? I'm going to drug her and make her talk to that lame head...... It's a black-hearted mess, it's not a thing!

Meng Tao got out of bed, staggered two steps before walking steadily, and threw himself straight into the two propaganda posters on the wall, under which was a palm-sized torn calendar, torn to today's time: Tuesday, September 10, 1974.

Meng Tao picked up the mirror on the table and looked at it again, a strange and inexplicably familiar face in the mirror, the eyebrows, eyes and mouth looked okay, but the skin was too dark and dry, and the hair scattered on the shoulders was as yellow as grass, and the ends of the hair were all split ends, Meng Tao almost didn't go back to her - this person is not her!

No, it's her who crosses over, and her soul wears!

The country is still that country, it's just that time is reclocked for decades!

The date displayed on the calendar on the wall, as well as the name and event revealed by the conversation between the mother and daughter just now, Meng Tao could easily deduce that she had entered a novel she had read and became a rural daughter-in-law in the seventies.

In the novel, when the male protagonist Tian Zhigao was 20 years old, he married a 15-year-old village aunt Meng Taohua in his hometown Linshui Village, and soon after marriage, Tian Zhigao entered the provincial steel mill to work, in order to spell out a good future, he did not return home for four years, that is to say, he did not meet with the rural daughter-in-law Meng Taohua for four years.

There is not much ink on the description of this little rural daughter-in-law in the article, and she appears twice, both of which are brought in three or four sentences, but such a person with a very low sense of existence actually stole people, betrayed his marriage, and was scolded by everyone, and he couldn't raise his head for the rest of his life, so he could only hide in a rural corner to survive.

Now it seems that the "cheating" of this female partner Meng Taohua is actually manipulation, she is a victim, and she is a very unjust and miserable cannon fodder!

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