CHAPTER XLII
As for Erya, it was a few days before she was sent away.
The people of the village don't seem to feel anything about it, and they still work from sunrise to sunset, and live a boring and fulfilling life day after day.
Although it was spring, the night was getting thicker, and the cold wind shivered under the ink, and the stabbing people were cold.
"Old man, this will be considered rich in our family, think about the two ingots of silver in this heavy hand, I think it's worth it."
Wang sat cross-legged on the bed and carefully wrapped the two silver ingots with a clean white handkerchief.
Old man An didn't squeak, sat on the chair, and smoked the cigarette from the cigarette stick one after another.
Smoke gently spat out of his mouth, drawing white circles of mist one after another in the icy air.
Wang saw that he was only smoking vigorously, and his original good mood was swept away.
"Old man, I'll talk to you!"
"Say what? What is there to say? Are you quite proud of selling your daughter? ”
After Old Man An finished speaking, he took another puff of his cigarette.
"What's the matter, don't you like me? Is it so easy for me to raise her, old lady? Besides, if you weren't angry and couldn't make a few bucks, would I sell my daughter? ”
Wang was not happy, and stretched out a coiled kick and kicked it fiercely on Old Man An.
Old man An was almost lifted off the chair by her, looking at the appearance of the Wang family's spicy woman in front of him.
Old man An didn't want to continue arguing with him, so he got down from the chair, took his cigarette stick, and slowly paced to the door, facing the deserted moon outside the door, Old Man An spit out a smoke ring.
"Erya, Ah Daddy, I hope you can live well over there, so that Daddy won't be so guilty."
The cold air outside the house was pressing, and Old Man An shook his body, and the smell of smoke in his mouth seemed to be the only spiritual comfort, which made him feel a lot more soothed.
"If you don't come in again, you won't come in and sleep in the house tonight!"
Wang's fierce tone came from the house, which frightened Old Man An's heart, and then he had to go back to the house honestly.
He didn't speak either, and it seemed that he had never spoken to Wang.
Just muffled, Mu Ne put away the cigarette stick, coughed a few times, took off his coat, and then lay down on the side of the bed and wrapped himself tightly with the quilt.
However, the coldness in the soles of the feet could not cover the heat.
If your feet are not warm, no matter how thick the cover is, no matter how much you wear it, you will feel cold in your body.
Old man An lay on his side and curled up, as if only in this way was less cold.
Wang put away the silver, carefully found a secret place to treasure it, and then stood up straight and brushed his clothes.
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Old Man An's body still shivering with cold rolling up the quilt, Wang thought about it, didn't speak, and went straight out to close the door of the house, so as not to let the cold wind come in.
Closing the door tightly, Wang went to the kitchen, boiled a pot of boiling water, and then poured some cold water into the wooden basin.
"Old man."
Wang, who brought the wooden basin into the house, looked at the old man An who was asleep with his eyes closed, and didn't know if he really slept or pretended to sleep, Wang stood at the end of the bed and called him gently.
Old man An didn't answer, Wang sighed, turned the end of the bed and came to the bedside.
"I boiled you a basin of hot water, and you still can't soak your feet? If you don't soak it, I'll pour it directly! How many adults are you, and I want to serve you, I won't boil water when it's cold? Trembling like a sick chicken. ”
Old man An opened his narrow eyes when he heard the sound.
glanced at the Wang family, this mother-in-law was found for him when his mother was alive.
I heard that people are capable and can take care of people, and they are strong and good at giving birth.
The Wang family is indeed like this, he can do heavy work, he will take care of people, he is really capable, and he has given birth to two dolls over the years since he married Old Man An, which can be regarded as okay.
is greedy for cheapness, poisonous mouth, and people are mean, and the most important point is that they are too patriarchal.
The son is a treasure, and the daughter is trampled like grass.
However, in addition, although the Wang family is strong, it is also really good to Old Man An.
Old man An sat up and stretched out his legs nested in the quilt and put them down.
Wang carried a warm wooden basin to his feet.
Pulled up the sleeves of his shirt at will, and held Old Man An's feet with both hands.
Wang's hands are warm, all year round.
Old man An's feet were cold.
"It's so cold, no wonder you can't sleep."
Wang said, without raising his head, he put his feet into the warm water of the wooden basin to soak.
Wang patiently helped Old Man An pinch the palms of his feet while chattering.
"Old man, I know you can't let go of Erya in your heart, but think about it, now that you are old, it's time to find him a daughter-in-law."
"You don't know the situation of our family, you are poor, who would want your daughter to marry over, and I don't know how much the bride price is."
"Besides, Erya is always a girl, and sooner or later she will be married, who is not married? It's not easy for us to raise her. Twenty taels, can you bear to miss this village? But the matter has come to this point, you don't have to have a knot, let's use this money well, find a daughter-in-law, and live our lives well. ”
This kung fu is almost as warm and cool as anyone else, Wang took out a cloth and wiped the old man's feet clean.
"Okay, this will stop the cold in your feet, and you can get a good night's sleep."
As he spoke, he asked Old Man An to lie down and cover the quilt, while he went to pour out the water in the wooden basin.
After a while, Wang blew out the candle, took off his shoes, lay down on the other side of the bed, and covered the quilt.
She seemed to want to say something to Old Man An, but listening to the intermittent snoring of her wife, Wang also closed her eyes and leaned against Old Man An, so that it was warmer.
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