In the weather of the wax moon, goose-like snowflakes rolled wildly in the northwest wind, and scattered diagonally on the earth.

Two men, one of whom was holding a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, got into the cab from the side of a truck pulling coal on the asphalt road across the river from Qingchuan Village.

"Wen Yuan, do you really want to take her back?"

The driver, Cui Feng, glanced at the girl Liu Wenyuan was holding, and his eyes narrowed in disgust, "She looks okay, but this black is not slippery, and she can't compare with our group of classmates, I really don't know what you think in your heart." ”

"What do you know, don't you know my situation, those people can look up to me?"

Liu Wenyuan glanced at the woman with a washed white yellow scarf wrapped around her head, a plateau red on her face, and a dark yellow complexion, and her eyes narrowed slightly.

It was only when I saw the blood-stained scarf on the woman's forehead that there was a slight warmth in her eyes.

"You don't have to abuse yourself, you have to go back, you have to find yourself unhappy, and when you are admitted to college next year, those people will not rush to find you."

After Cui Feng snorted lightly, he began to light the car.

The roar was too loud, and in this loud roar, the brows of the girl in Liu Wenyuan's arms furrowed slightly.

"Heh, admitted to university? Do you think I can have a chance? If I really treat everyone equally, I won't be the last educated youth to leave this Qingchuan Township. ”

Liu Wenyuan reached out and lifted the scarf on the woman's forehead, uncovered the bangs with his fingers, and saw that the wound on her forehead was no longer bleeding, and the trace of temperature in her eyes disappeared.

"Then can you be sure that marrying her is really that useful?"

"It's going to be useful, her background is very good, if it weren't for her help, I wouldn't be able to leave this time!"

Liu Wenyuan's gaze was already looking ahead, and his hand touched the red and swollen wound on the woman's forehead when he pulled the woman's scarf down a little rudely.

The woman's brow furrowed, her eyes suddenly opened, and she suddenly closed her eyes again after remembering what she had just heard.

The car didn't start after a roar, and Cui Feng tried to fire again.

"Then how are you going to settle her when you go back, rural hukou, I'm afraid that no factory will want her?"

"She and her dad learned how to make furniture, so it should be okay to work as a temporary worker in a carpentry factory first."

"Hehe, you're quite thoughtful, so you don't have to worry about money, and you have plenty of time to review well, but I think you should not be in a hurry to marry her first, wait and see, in the future, dragging a wife with a rural household registration, your life will not be easy."

"I know, it depends on the situation, if I can pass the test smoothly when filling out the file, then I won't marry her."

Qin Ping's eyelashes trembled slightly, and her hands clutched the placket of her clothes tightly.

Liu Wenyuan? How could he be by his side? Could it be that he found out that she had denounced him?

I remember that after I buried Nguyen Thanh Ping in the West Long Lumpur Cemetery, I went back to my apartment.

I did the live broadcast at twelve o'clock, but because I was in a bad mood, I flipped through the records written according to Ruan Qingping's narration again, and only lay down when it was almost dawn.

In order to be able to successfully denounce Liu Wenyuan, she made this record of the story of Liu Wenyuan and Ruan Qingping extremely detailed, and read it countless times.

Every time she reads it, Ruan Qingping's tone with a strong hatred and a faint confession always rings in her ears, which always makes her feel empathetic.

At this moment, she should be dreaming, she has listened to Ruan Qingping's chatter a lot, and read the records many times, it is not surprising that she dreamed of Liu Wenyuan in her dreams.

"That's right, marriage is a lifelong thing, marrying her, but you will be a drag for a lifetime."

After the third fire, the truck finally started with a roar