The autumn clouds are snow-white and soft as cotton. That's why her mom gave her a name

The name "Qiuyun", as the name suggests, is white and soft, and she is also beautiful, from small beauty to adulthood.

When she was 18 years old, her mother died. She married at the age of 21. A farmer promised to give her drunkard father 60,000 yuan, and the drunkard agreed without hesitation, 60,000 yuan, how many bottles of wine is enough for him to buy?

He squinted his drunken eyes and didn't calculate it for a long time, anyway, in his heart this is a big number, he has never saved so much in his life, what is the most in the family?

Probably a wine bottle. Farmer's home is in Shijia Village, 20 miles away from her home, at that time, the transportation was not developed, how did her drunkard father and Zhuanghan, she never knew, and she didn't bother to ask, she hated his father, she hated it since she was a child, and she didn't even want to say a word to him, after her mother died, she basically became mute at home.

She also doesn't like that farmer, although the young man of that era will basically take farming as a profession in the future, but the farmer is too old for her, 40 years old, an old bachelor, Qiuyun doesn't know what his character is, she almost couldn't help but ask her father many times, every time she wants to talk and stop, forget it, what does Dad know?

Whoever gives him wine is a good person, and the farmer sees him right, and it is not difficult for her to imagine that under the dim electric light, the farmer takes out bottle after bottle of wine, and her father salivates as he looks at the amber liquid reflected in the light.

In his eyes, the farmer is his god of wealth, and as long as he marries his daughter, he will not have to worry about running out of wine for the rest of his life.

Shijia Village is so remote, in the north of Qiuyun's house, further north, there will be no people, the fields extend to the north, and the woods in the distance, what is further north?

She didn't know. The farmer's home is at the end of the village, there is a row of birch trees behind the house, after marriage, she often leans on the trunk of the tree and looks at the north woods in a daze, is there a new world over there?

Run, since you don't like him, but where to go? She was confused again. At that time, the villages and villages had not yet sprung up

"Migrant workers", every village is as silent and boring as a pool of stagnant water, and can only understand the outside world through a 14-inch black-and-white TV, and the TV is not something that every family can afford, fortunately, the farmer can afford it, and the TV has become the highlight of Qiuyun's life.

On the night of the wedding, she asked the farmer: "You are so rich, why haven't you married a daughter-in-law?" The farmer showed a row of white and strong teeth and said, "If I don't fall in love, I want to marry a handsome man, and God treats me well, so I met you." With that, his face flushed.

Qiuyun didn't look over, looked at the row of beauties in bikinis on the wall and stopped talking, she was a little sleepy, but she didn't dare to sleep, she was not a child anymore, she knew what would happen tonight.

The farmer moved to the kang and pulled the electric light rope, and the room was suddenly dark and impermeable, and Qiuyun's heart was raised, and she tried her best to beautify the farmer in her heart—he was quite tall; His skin is very dark, perhaps he has been sunburned in the fields for many years, but in fact, there are snow-white genes hidden under his dark skin; He has a tough Chinese face; The thick black eyebrows symbolize the importance of affection; a tall straight nose that makes him look heroic; The thick lips show that the person is not stingy; may have been living alone all the time, nothing to worry about, at the age of 40, he looks only 35 years old; He will blush, indicating that the person is not a bad person.

The reason why Qiu Yun knows so much about face reading is that she saw it in a face reading book in Fa Xiaojia. The beautiful description struggled to piece together in her mind, but it was quickly disrupted - he was just old, his face was wrinkled, he didn't deserve her, but he forcibly possessed her, and she hated him.

How she wished that standing beside her at this moment was her dream lover Li Mang. Li Mang is her brother who has a small Li Sui, she has several small hairs, but she is the closest to Li Sui, just because she likes Li Mang.

Li Mang is a fruit vendor who is two years older than her and is busy in the markets of the neighboring villages.

"I'm not sleepy yet, turn on the lights." Qiuyun said. There was no response, only the sound of wheezing stronger and stronger in the darkness, she estimated the position of the farmer, subconsciously moved to the side, suddenly two big hands pressed her shoulders, and then pushed her down on the kang, she let out an exclamation, was frightened、、、、、、 after a long time, she woke up from her vague consciousness, in a trance she remembered that the farmer turned on the light again, lying on the sheet to find something, she understood.

When the lights went out again, the farmer seemed to exhale with satisfaction, and then, snoring like thunder, the farmer planted 10 acres 、、、、、、of land, and there was no other input except these, and the crop was only worth a few dollars, so how could he be so rich?

Maybe the ancestors left, Qiu Yun thought to himself. She had to speculate in her heart about everything, she didn't want to talk to him, and he, at first, rushed to talk to her for a few words, and when he saw that she liked to ignore him, he was not annoying.

He never blamed her, let alone let her work in the field, carefully maintained the relationship between them, he liked her from the bottom of his heart, and put the fairy in the sky, for fear that he would accidentally fly away so angry that she would fly away.

One day, Qiuyun took the initiative to talk to him, this was the second time she took the initiative to talk to him since they got married, like on the wedding night, she asked him a question: "Hey, do we have a market here?" ”

"Yes, yes, yes. There's a market in Octopa Village, two miles away from here, and you want to catch it? I'll take you. Crop man said.

He was still staring at her face, waiting for her to say the next word, but there was no more.

"Don't 'hey', call me by my name." Crop Han said.

"What's your name?" Qiuyun asked. The farmer looked embarrassed and said, "My name is Shi Tou." Then there was silence.

"There's nothing fun outside, the neighbors are all elderly, stay at home, if you're bored, I'll take you to the next village to get manual work, that is, weaving fishing nets, didn't you weave at home before you got married?" Crop Han said.

Qiu Yun was inexplicably disgusted when he heard this, why did he stay at home, did he distrust her, or was he too inferior, a selfish and cowardly man, he was really despised, and he knew that he was not worthy of her, why should he marry.

She also hated herself, why was she so weak at the beginning, she didn't cry, she didn't make trouble, she honestly obeyed her father's arrangement, maybe she wanted to leave the drunken home too much, it was better to find a clean one.

The more I thought about it, the more angry I became, and I put the comb that I was holding in my hand to comb my hair

"Pop" fell on the table, startling the crop Han Shitou, he didn't say anything, got up and went out. Qiuyun looked at his back from the mirror, and suddenly felt that she was too much, her dissatisfaction with him was only in age, and she put aside her age to say, how happy she is, she eats and drinks well, she doesn't have to work, everything looks at her face, isn't this falling into a honey pot?

Is it necessarily good to marry someone your age? I'm afraid it's not as good as this, right? She thought of these benefits, and before she had time to feel relieved, she immediately disrupted - marry an old man, of course he will be good to you, in a few years, he will be old and unable to work, and the burden of the family will fall on you, and if he dies, you will become a widow, then it will be difficult!

The happiness in front of us is just a passing cloud, and the hard days are still to come. Thinking of this, Qiu Yun's mood was extremely lost, Shi Tou's back had disappeared in the mirror, and she moved her gaze to her own face—she was so young, so beautiful, with a slightly fleshy fair and flawless round face, big eyes, lubricated and sexy red lips, and her young and plump carcass.

She belongs to the young lads. Her union with him is nothing short of a joke. He didn't let her go out because he was afraid that she would go out of the wall, but because he was afraid that she wouldn't be able to accept the strange eyes of the people around her.

At least 30.