Leave 2 yuan for the necessary fees at home, and leave 5 yuan for the cost of drinking tatters, take 9 yuan and put it in the dark pocket, making up a total of 60 yuan. Finally, in the deepest part of the pocket, she took out a few coins and put them together, she carefully looked back and forth, and when she saw that there was no one, she pushed the cart out of the scrapyard.

Mengyao rode a big iron donkey three times and two times to the green post office.

She put down the car, looked back and forth to make sure that no one had slipped in, and after entering, she found the window, "Comrade, I want to send money." ”

The female window staff in her thirties glanced up and threw out a small stack of slips, "Fill in." She asked neatly.

Every time it was a man, but now it's a woman, Meng Yao muttered in her heart. She wiped her dirty hands on both sides of her body, trembling and trembling to write the address of the entire Zhangjiakou Yaojiazhai, and then wrote the full amount of 61 yuan.

"The one with a capital letter、I won't."

She blushed and apologized timidly to the window admitting that she wouldn't, full of embarrassment.

The female staff in a green uniform carefully looked at the list, filled in the Lu Shi Yiyuan for her in the capital, and then stamped the big stamp of the post in a chic and handsome manner, which was extremely solemn and majestic.

Meng Yao exhaled a long breath, and was just about to turn around when he heard a shocking thunder in his ears. Erxi didn't know when he fell from the sky, and today he actually held a wooden stick in his hand, the thickness of his forearm. I saw that he didn't say anything, and slammed it into the back of his head. Before Meng Yao turned around, he felt that his eyes were dark and he fell down heavily.

"Who are you? How do you beat someone in broad daylight? A middle-aged man who looked like a security guard came over and scolded.

"Can you handle it? This is my daughter-in-law from other places, and she has stolen money from her family countless times, and I don't know who I mailed it to. I'm going to fix her, is that illegal? ”

When the security guard heard this, he frowned, after all, who can tell the truth about this business?

"What's the matter, you old fellow, what kind of bullock cart are you driving? Do you want to have an extra breath in three noses and eyes? Have you taken a fancy to this out-of-town girl? You see, give me 100,000 and it will be yours. If you don't give money, your mother will be a hero here. It's all your mother's three miles of village and five miles, who doesn't know who is what it is! ”

"Cut, comrade, I said, why are you so confused? It will not work to do things inside our post office, and we have the right to supervise and stop uncivilized brawls. Also, who do you keep saying is in love with whom? It is simply too far off the topic, ridiculous to the point of extreme nonsense, please be responsible for what you say, comrade. ”

Erxi didn't care too much, stepped over to the counter, and he had always been scared of outsiders, and he suddenly mustered up his fighting spirit with outsiders in front of money. He patted the cement counter, "Comrade, the money she mailed just now is now repentant, you give it back to me, hurry up." ”

Erxi opened his hand on the counter.

Suddenly, Meng Yao shook and stood up at this moment, although his eyes were full of stars, he also heard him theorizing something.

"Don't!"

She whispered to the waiter at the counter and the trill, then covered her forehead with one hand, closed her eyes, and quickly supported the counter with the other hand, trying to support her body.

"She is my daughter-in-law, and she is out of town, and she stole the family's money without my permission and mailed it to the poor mother's family, and I have the right to stop her stealing."

After hearing this, the female staff calmly blinked her dark eyes.

After a few seconds of silence, he said, "I have no right to interfere in your family affairs, I can only listen to the opinions of the clerk at present, and the stamp has been stamped, the form has been filled, and it has entered the post office system, so I personally cannot interfere." "I don't know if it's a woman who sympathizes with a woman, but anyway, the female employee just doesn't agree to Erxi's request.

Twenty minutes later.

Four or five security guards appeared around Erxi one after another, and they were young and strong. He couldn't get a bargain when he saw it, and the ugly ugly cheeks twitched, "Okay, you dead girl, it's so easy to get all the stolen goods, this time you are a thief, and you actually have the help of your accomplices and wild men, I won't smash you when I see home." ”

After that, he turned around and left, and disappeared after a while.

The staff let out a long sigh of relief, and several young security guards looked at each other, not knowing who the assailant was cursing. The elderly security guard walked over and helped Mengyao out of the post gate.

Everyone dispersed.

Meng Yao held the back of his head and walked out. She still had the same shabby coat and crotch pants, and the old sneakers that had faded with hemp rope. As she walked, she staggered, and suddenly she held on to the 28 big iron donkey and vomited.

Her face was pale, and she barely pushed the cart forward.

"Hey, look at it, a woman who marries from other places has no relatives, and it's really not easy to live." The onlookers were whispering.

Walking all the way, Mengyao vomited all the way, until she reached the door, she retched on the fence wall again.

What's going on?

Her legs were heavy, her limbs felt weak and sore, and finally her body hung limply on the fence. Seeing this, the old hens screamed "clucking" beside her. Seeing that no one came out, they ran to the damper and "clucked", and finally two ran to the glass window.

But the old woman burned incense and prayed behind the door.

When I raised my head and saw a few old hens, I was bold enough to start pecking at the glass, and I didn't get angry, "You dead beast, no matter how annoying you are, I'll stew you in a pot." Then he closed his eyes again and continued to pray for blessings, "Giving birth to a boy, giving birth to a boy." ”

When the hen heard the smell of disgust, she scattered in all directions, until it was dark, and the old hens who were guarding her reluctantly returned to their nests, because they smelled the rain.

"The world of man is so cruel, and the world of man is too terrifying." The hens sighed helplessly and tried to squeeze their bodies tightly, but they couldn't help but shiver.

Erxi was on the kang, sleeping to death, and he was extremely shocked and ashamed because his daughter-in-law was stealing money on her back.

"Damn, I want to play tricks on Lao Tzu, hum!" I was still angry when I fell asleep on the kang.

There are a lot of fleas today.

He got up, applied a large piece of cool oil to his body, and then lay down on the kang again, after all, he was old, and in the midst of the curse, he snored like thunder in a while.

Night.

Outside the window, the rain was dripping, and the raindrops fell to the eaves, but it also hurt in my heart. It's moist, it's cool, and the panting is even. At midnight, the fainting dream is far away, and in the dream, it seems to hear the singing voice of a beautiful man.

"A piece of paper falling flowers, a piece of paper is desolate, listening to the wind at night, fading the madness, the years are early on the sideburns, drawing shallow wounds; Long years, curling flowers, spring flowers and autumn moons, red dust, flying infinite thoughts, a package of fallen flowers ......"

Singing down.

Suddenly, I saw an elegant man in a blue suit, wearing a pair of silver-wire glasses, polite and polite, holding a large bouquet of peach blossoms in his hand, and kept waving to Mengyao. Meng Yao smiled, barefoot in a long skirt, like a holy daughter, slowly moving forward, as if he was the whole meaning of his life, the master of expectation and destiny.

"Spring is strong, afraid of swallows, return to hate late, empty talk, overlooking the building, the courtyard of the house. Even if the spring dream of the Red River is good, I know that the fate is thin and resentful, and let me lean on the railing, who cares?

The injury is late, the end of the world is far away, the fragrant dream is bitter, the love is restricted, the best period is endless, and the eyebrows are difficult to show. If you want to go out of the capital, you will join hands with Chai Men to cover. In front of the lamp, leaning on the screen window, see you every day. ”

In the dream, the spring breeze is slow, and the flowers are blowing.

Mengyao looked up with a happy smiling face and walked towards the handsome man who confided in lovesickness, his clothes and long hair stretched in the wind, flying like a goddess...... Along with the rain, when Mengyao slowly opened his eyes, he was lying on a fence wall.

Well? Where's the young man?

When I looked around to no avail, I realized, oh, it was really just a dream. A blue suit, a white shirt collar, neat sideburns, a smile, and a bouquet of peach blossoms in his hand...... In Mengyao's mind, the handsome, delicate, and elegant face is particularly clearly recorded.

Well?

Isn't this the man in my childhood paintings? The male god idol came out of the painting? Resurrected, will it? Oh no, it's the same person, but he's much more youthful and handsome than in the painting. But obviously he has become a real person, and he still writes poems and sings for me, why did he disappear in the blink of an eye? At this moment, Mengyao's lips are soaked with rainwater, and finally it is like sucking sweet spring hydrosol.

She finally woke up completely.

The eyes were shining again, and the peach blossoms on the sideburns that had been dark for many years shimmered, slowly raising their heads, and the rain curtain in the sky was endless and dark. But her heart at the moment is like this raindrop, extremely cold.

Hey, it's a dream.

Everything is just whimsical! Why whimsical yourself? Why did he turn around the person he thought about day and night under the persecution of his family? That's a lot of faith since childhood!

Her eyes fogged with the thought of this.

Thinking that she betrayed her faith because of her helplessness in reality, no matter what the reason, she couldn't completely forgive herself. If you fight your family to the end, what will be the end? What if you had the courage to disobey the so-called whimsical foolish dreams that everyone had in their mouths at that time? When it is your turn to be in the current time, what kind of life should you end?

Ah, a sigh of hers drifted from the rain.

Shaking his head, that's impossible, it's not okay, I'm not so lucky to have enough room for myself to be willful enough, and to stay for the ethereal handsome son.

If you are not struck by thunder from the sky, you will also be struck by your family.

I want to go with the flow back then, even if I use a serious illness in my life in exchange for agreeing to the arrangement of the people in my family, what is my fate? Isn't what you get also what you want to be wanted? It's all just a flash in the pan. Thinking of this, Meng Yao lost his faith and sacrificed his many years of betrayal for Shun at the age of 17, but in exchange for no one was pleased, and he was happy soon...... It's not worth it.

Thinking of that year, silently flipped it and blended with the white wall, her heart hurt so much that she couldn't breathe, let the tears and rain intertwine, salty and cold, only the peach blossom in her ears scorched and shining, adding a little warmth to her.

Thinking of the man in the painting, while apologizing and guilty, she sighed at the dark and rainy sky! She hated herself for not insisting on sticking to it, contemplating herself and losing her faith that she shouldn't have lost, and in the end she got back empty and nothing. Now there are so many regrets, so many expectations in the past, but in the end they were destroyed and crushed by their own ignorance and fearlessness.

Now, what's the use of summoning and shouting in dreams?

Wiping a handful of drops of water from her cheeks, she silently prayed, "If you are real, true, don't torture in dreams." Let me see you, even if it's just a glance, even if you can't get it, you will have no regrets in this life after all. ”

Suddenly, there was a shudder.

She straightened up and opened the damper. The door of the outhouse has long been plugged in by the old woman. Himself, in the end, is indeed the dispensable character who was ruthlessly expelled from the door, and he is not as stable as a group of hens.

The world is so big, where is my destination?

hammered the door, but the only answer in my ears was the sound of wind and rain.

At this time, the roof flowed down the water, and her neck was filled with countless mud-stained rainwater, cold and damp, and there was a choking earthy smell. This coldness urged her to ignore the embarrassment of being abandoned, take the initiative to stretch out her slender fingers, and forcefully open the wooden door on the side.