When the sun was in the west, Qiu Ju pasted the book of resignation on the old poplar tree. This is a scene that Marin does not want to see.

At this time, the backer seemed to be dead. Doors and windows were still closed, and there was not a single pedestrian on the street. A in heat barked angrily at the letter of resignation on the old poplar tree, and the madman Geng Lian shouted somewhere: Come on, you all come to me.

The grass had woken up, and he stood in front of the door of the lower room to pee on the snow, and the little cock was shaking. After peeing on the fine grass, I saw the snowman that had been built with bayberry, and the snowman was still standing there with a small head and a big belly, like a monster. The grass walked over and walked around the monster-like snowman twice, and he said, "Whoa—Whoa—

Yangmei bent down to look at the fine grass.

Hosokusa said, "Is this snowman you?"

Yangmei smiled and did not speak.

And the grass said, "Where do you come from, why don't I know you?"

Yangmei still bent over and said, "What's your name?"

Xicao said: My name is Xicao, and my mother gave it to me.

Yang Mei stopped smiling and looked at the fine grass in a daze.

Ma Zhanshan was still sitting on the stone in the cellar, looking at this side strangely. As long as the figure of fine grass appeared in his vision, his gaze was eerie and terrifying.

When Lu Da put back Qiu Ju and fine grass, Lu Da said something to Ma Zhanshan.

Lu Da looked at Ma Zhanshan with that eerie one-eyed eye at that time.

Lu Da said: Listen to the old thing, Qiu Ju is a woman from Marin, I sent her back today, I don't care what you do to her, the fine grass is my son, if the fine grass has the slightest mistake, your old thing's life will be gone.

At that time, Ma Zhanshan was sitting on the stone at the mouth of the cellar and listening to Lu Da's words.

He didn't speak, but he was panting desperately.

Lu Da said again: Old thing, the enmity between me and your son is your life and death, I don't want to do anything to you, if I want your life now, it will be my blow.

After Lu Da finished speaking, he blew on the muzzle of the gun raised in front of him.

Ma Zhanshan closed his eyes. He said in his heart: The cabbage is rotten, and the potatoes are rotten.

Lu Da said again: Qiu Ju is Ma Lin's woman, whether to kill or to leave that is your son's business, before Ma Lin came back, Qiu Ju was still eating with you, living with you, if before your son came back, Qiu Ju was gone, I would look for you to ask for someone, you listen.

Ma Zhanshan said again in his heart: It's all rotten.

After Lu Da said this, he took people away. Lu Da threw two silver dollars at his feet as he left, and he stared at them for a long time, and then quickly picked them up and went into the cellar.

Since then, he didn't say a word to Qiu Ju anymore, and looked at Qiu Ju and her two sadly.

One day not long after Qiu Ju came back, he knelt down, kneeling on the ground for a long time, at first Qiu Ju didn't speak, just washed his face with tears. In the end, Qiu Ju said:

Dad, I can't live with you, I can't live with Marin.

Ma Zhanshan said in his heart again: It's all fucking rotten.

Qiu Ju said: Dad, you can kill me.

Ma Zhanshan gasped desperately.

Qiu Ju said again: Dad, if you kill me, my heart will be better.

Ma Zhanshan had his eyes closed before this, and then he opened his eyes and said: Don't call me dad in the future, I can't afford it.

Since then, Qiu Ju has never called Ma Zhanshan again. Qiu Ju is as busy inside and outside the house as before, doing laundry, cooking, feeding pigs, and chickens.

She always cooked meals for Ma Zhanshan every day and sent them to Ma Zhanshan's room, Ma Zhanshan turned his head and didn't look at her. Ma Zhanshan refused Qiu Ju, but he did not refuse Qiu Ju's food, he always ate the food sent by Qiu Ju, and then walked to the field to do the work.

It was also at the beginning that Xicao was very afraid of Ma Zhanshan's eyes, in fact, Qiu Ju had been avoiding Ma Zhanshan and Xicao from meeting, and the three of them lived in the same courtyard, so it was impossible not to meet. Every time the fine grass saw Ma Zhanshan, she was scared and cried, and gradually the fine grass grew bigger, and she got used to Ma Zhanshan's eyes, so she stopped crying.

At noon that time, Ma Zhanshan went out with a hoe to do work, and met the fine grass. Xicao looked at Ma Zhanshan cautiously and walked over, and Xicao whispered behind Ma Zhanshan: Grandpa. At this sound, Ma Zhanshan's body trembled, as if he had been hit by a bullet, his body rattled, turned his head for a while, looked at the fine grass fiercely, and said viciously: Who told you to scream?! Xicao turned white in fright, and hurriedly said: You are not my grandfather.

Only then did Ma Zhanshan let out a sigh, turned his head and gasped away.

The fine grass bit her fingers and stared blankly at the back of Ma Zhanshan in the distance. It wasn't until Qiu Ju came over that the fine grass said in a daze: He is not a grandfather.

Qiu Ju slapped the fine grass fiercely, and said viciously: Don't let you scream, and call again in the future to see if I don't peel your skin.

The grass was so frightened that she couldn't stop crying.

Ma Zhanshan felt that Qiu Ju should die in the cave of the tiger's mouth, if he died, Qiu Ju's soul was still the ghost of his Ma family, and he would burn two pieces of paper for her during the New Year's holidays, and he would also remember how good she was when she was alive. To his surprise, Qiu Ju didn't die, she came back and brought back a beard. Ma Zhanshan's days were turned upside down.

In those days, he looked forward to his son Marin's return, but he was afraid that Marin would come back, so he was afraid of staying up for an uncomfortable time. He once said a thousand times in his heart: Son, kill her, kill this cheap woman.

Ma Lin took a break from Qiu Ju, Ma Zhanshan was not surprised at all, on the contrary, Ma Zhanshan felt that this was too cheap for the cheap woman Qiu Ju. He thought again: Since his son Ma Lin doesn't kill Qiu Ju, then let her and that wild seed live for two more days, and when Ma Lin kills Lu Da, it's not too late to kill the cheap woman and that little wild seed. Ma Zhanshan even thought of tools to kill Qiu Ju and fine grass, so he used his own pig-killing knife. Ma Zhanshan was able to kill a pig when he was young, so he thought: Even a pig can be killed, can't he kill this cheap woman?

Ma Zhanshan began to sharpen the rusty pig-killing knife on the afternoon of the twenty-second day of the lunar month, and he gasped as he sharpened the knife.

Yang Mei looked at Ma Zhanshan curiously and asked puzzledly: Dad, what are you doing here?

Tomorrow is Xiao Nianli, and I want to kill pigs. Ma Zhanshan replied, panting more and more lawlessly.

In Yangmei's eyes, the old man Ma Zhanshan is quite interesting.

Ma Zhanshan thinks that the woman with fine skin and tender flesh in front of him is not the material to be a wife, and Ma Lin and such a woman will not have a good life in the future. Ma Zhanshan felt that the Ma family was going to fall from now on, and Ma Zhanshan had a boundless sense of despair while sharpening his knife. He thought that if people didn't have a head, life would be boring.

Ma Zhanshan's ideal in front of him is: first kill the cheap woman Qiu Ju and the wild grass planting, and then discuss with his son whether to also divorce the woman named Yangmei in front of him. At that time, the Ma family is full of promise and hope. Ma Zhanshan thought of the two jars of silver taels in the cellar again, thinking of this, Ma Zhanshan became happy again, and he sharpened the pig-killing knife even more vigorously.