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On the autumn night, a small wind blew in the starlight leaf shadow, Ding Shujiao sat at the door of the small warehouse, looking at the moon in the sky that was about to be round, thinking about her own thoughts, and sighed softly.

Her chest was tight, so she simply stood up, but this feeling of suffocation did not disappear.

Her hands were on her stomach, and she wanted to cry bitterly, to cry out all her displeasure, maybe it would be better, but she couldn't.

A little mouse poked its head out of the grass outside the house, and when it saw her, he was not afraid, and passed in front of her in a dignified manner, and jumped into the grass on the other side. Ding Shujiao picked up a broken piece of wood and threw it away, but the mouse was frightened and soon disappeared. In a rage, she threw several rocks at the grass where the rat had disappeared, gasping for breath, crouching on the ground, cursing in her mouth.

She's starting to hate again!

With her own appearance, with her own figure, and with her own strength, she could have lived another life, with everything a woman wants to have, but she has nothing, and now, only this burden on her body, and the situation of having to get along with mice.

For the Meng family, in addition to hate, she is hate! Nothing else! She seems to hate not only the Meng family, but everything in the Meng family, she also hates something else. After all, Meng Jiagui died, she couldn't tell whether she should be sad or happy, now she still hates, of course, there is a trace of hopelessness felt because of loss and slimness, she is afraid that there will be no improvement in this life.

So, the biggest headache is, what should she do next?

Yes! What should she do?

If Zhao Xiaoshuang didn't save her that day, she sank to the bottom of the water, along with all her troubles. She didn't have so much difficulty.

But now that she is alive, she has to eat, she has to live, she has to live, she has to spend money.

What does she live on?

The neighbors said that she was Kefu's face, and the eldest lady was convinced, but in fact, Meng Jiagui was indeed dead, and he died violently. Are they right? Now, everyone knows that Meng Jiagui is dead, and everyone believes that she was killed by her! This means that no one dares to marry her again!

Only Zhao Sanjian didn't believe it.

"If you don't dislike it, you can live with me! I'll feed you! ”

Zhao Sanjian told her so.

Thinking of this, she shook her head slightly.

She's a woman from a big family! A disdainful smile crossed her lips. She can deceive others, but she can't deceive herself, and her current identity is a homeless big-bellied widow.

Tired of scolding, Ding Shujiao moved back to the door boredly, the small dilapidated house had no windows, and it was filled with a musty smell, only at the door, she felt that she was breathing smoothly. She frowned, thinking about her thoughts.

It is said that people will be reincarnated after death, and if you marry two men at that time, when you arrive in the underworld, the king of Hades will cut you into two pieces with a big knife and separate the two husbands in half, which is terrible to think about.

Zhao Sanjian is also very cute!

In general, what man would want to marry a widow? This is a very shameful thing, but anyone who is in a normal family and has good conditions will not marry a widow. Those who can accept a widow as a wife are not those ruffians and hooligans, then they must be too poor to marry a daughter-in-law. Zhao Sanjian is not a person who can't afford to marry a wife. He was willing to ask for himself.

There is also a saying that widows will bring bad luck over, and Zhao Sanjian doesn't care!

Ding Shujiao was stunned for a long time at the moldy wooden pillar outside the door, simply closed the door, walked to the bed, moved the mattress sent by Zhao Xiaoshuang from the wooden bench, laid it out so-so, rearranged the cover above, and lay down. This little broken bed was very old and not long enough, and when she lay down, her legs were dangling, which made her have to curl up and lie on her side, which was very uncomfortable.

Ding Shujiao forcibly closed her eyes and told herself, sleep! But she couldn't sleep, her head was surprisingly awake and spinning rapidly.

She is a woman, a woman who is no worse than others! Why suffer such sin? With her appearance, she should live a life like Mrs. Mine, why does she have nothing! I don't even have a place to sleep with my legs straight!

The world is so unfair to her!

She couldn't lie down any longer, and quickly sat up from the bed. After calming down, he lit the lamp, took the mirror from the cloth package at the bedside, combed himself carefully, painted red rouge powder, combed it, took pictures left and right, changed back into the previous clothes, and then closed the door and walked towards Zhao Sanjian's residence.

Zhao Xiaoshuang has been back for a few days, and Zhao Sanjian has returned to his previous lonely life alone. However, unlike before, there was a kind of anticipation in his life, especially in the silent nights, which became more and more intense, and this anticipation made him feel excited and happy.

In the dark night, he couldn't sleep, he kept waiting.

She's finally here!

The two didn't say much, and they knew each other tacitly. That's it, he lived with her.

She didn't learn the craft from him, she was his

The woman is fed by him, and she doesn't have to do anything.

Later, their children, no! It was her child who was born, to be exact.

Of course, poor Zhao Sanjian thought it was his own child and was overjoyed.

I also have to explain a little: Zhao Sanjian named the little guy Zhao Xiaolei.

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It's another year of warm spring, yes, it's spring!

Everything shows its bright appearance, and the fragrance of all kinds of flowers and trees comes to the nose. The tall trees pulled out their tender green shoots, and the small magpies chirped on the branches.

Spring is pervasive, spring trees are budding, and spring flowers are blooming.

However, that spring-like girl, his Peizhu, is married!

Zhao Xiaoshuang took a deep breath, he stood by the small bench in the street garden, looking at the Xingchun Teahouse opposite.

"Here it is, take a break!"

Another woman walked up beside him, Xue Shanghua.

"Hmm!" Xiaoshuang took out the silk handkerchief he was carrying, gently dusted off the bench, and then made a gesture of please.

Xue Shanghua thanked and sat down, Zhao Xiaoshuang was still standing there, looking at the Xingchun Teahouse opposite, and the two sides fell into silence.

"Sit! What a stupid thing to stand there for! What's there to see over there! ”

Xue Shanghua's body moved to the side, leaving Zhao Xiaoshuang with a larger vacancy.

"Oh!"

"Hey! I'm talking to you! Place is free for you! Don't always be perfunctory to me! ”

"I know!"

"I know you're sitting!"

"Hmmm! Sit! ”

Zhao Xiaoshuang was sitting a person away from Xue Shanghua.

Xue Shanghua clenched his hand into a fist and knocked it a few times in the blank space between them, and said, "Sitting like this, what do you think we look like?" ”

Zhao Xiaoshuang didn't expect her to ask such an abrupt question as soon as she opened her mouth, so she had to hurriedly answer: "Uh.. We look like husband and wife, lovers or brother and sister, but we don't feel so close, we can't be friends, it seems too far away! ”

That's a terrible answer, Xiaoshuang thinks.

"This artificial distance is of your own making! Yes, but couples who are not intimate are not common? ”

Xue Shanghua smiled disappreciatively, and looked through the magazine in his hand boredly.

Zhao Xiaoshuang really didn't want to have this kind of boring conversation, so he had to nod and not deny it.

Zhao Xiaoshuang turned his head and glanced at the Xingchun Teahouse opposite.

He had walked here with Liu Peizhu, and he remembered that she pointed to the plaque on the teahouse and said:

"Awakening Spring Teahouse! Xiaoshuang, do you say you will still fall asleep in spring? ”

"Yes! Winter comes, and spring falls asleep. ”

"What about summer and autumn? What's spring doing? ”

"Spring? Sleep, but can't sleep, but it shouldn't be on duty! ”

Liu Peizhu was amused by his silly answer, and he laughed too. Thinking of this, Zhao Xiaoshuang unconsciously raised the corners of his mouth and couldn't help but hook it, and then, his gaze stopped on the peach blossoms on the side of the road.

It is the spring of March, the peach blossoms of the tree are fiery red, one by one, one by one, piled together, under the sun, as if thousands of hearts of love are burning and shining in front of them, dazzling.

The soft breeze gusted, intermittently, mixed with a trace of coolness and freshness, as well as a trace of the fragrance of fragrant grass on the grass, out of nowhere came a pipa song, which sounded faintly in Zhao Xiaoshuang's ears, accompanied by the song, he silently hummed the familiar little poem:

Last year, in this door today, the peach blossoms on the faces of the people were red.

The face of the person does not know where to go, and the peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze.

"Peizhu," Zhao Xiaoshuang still remembered at that time, he hugged Peizhu tenderly and said, "Do you know what it would be like to fall in love with someone?" ”

Liu Peizhu shyly broke away from his arm and said with a smile: "I want to ask you this question too!" ”

"Well, let's not talk about it, and write our answers on paper, okay?"

"Good!"

So they each wrote their own answers, and when they put the two pieces of paper together, they read on the other: "To make people haggard for the sake of dissipation." One reads: That's what I am.

At that moment, Xiaoshuang felt that he was really happy.

"Oh, I see!"

She nodded slightly and smiled sweetly at him. The contours of the face that came over her side were so wonderful, she was a person who was as amorous as he was, and the occasional wind and grass would blow her heart like the autumn wind blowing the fallen leaves......

At that moment, his heart was so sweet.

Also on this bench, Zhao Xiaoshuang straightened up, Liu Peizhu pillowed her head on his shoulder, the purple cloud hairpin inserted in her hair slid to the ground, and her cloud-like curly seaweed-like hair spread out on his shoulder.

Picking up the purple cloud hairpin, Liu Peizhu asked in a low voice, "What if my family doesn't agree with us being together?" ”

"Run!"

"That won't do! The last time you climbed over the wall, my lord has been

I'm so angry with me, let me elope with you again, and I will never enter the gate of the Liu family in the future! ”

Under the influence of Zhao Sanjiao, Zhao Xiaoshuang is also a person who abides by the rules and does things more rigorously, and he can't do things that are not in line with etiquette and righteousness, and it is really a helpless move to think of elopement.

"So, what do you say?"

"Well, I don't know!"

"I will definitely make a fool of yourself and let your family willingly marry you to me!"

"Escape this time, I guess it will be difficult next time!" Liu Peizhu muttered, "I know that if I am with you, they will not let me come out again for a while." ”

"Then how can I see you again?"

"Now, three months later, I will be waiting for you in the Xingchun Teahouse!"

"It's going to take so long!" He said depressedly. "Can you really bear to ask me to wait?"

Liu Peizhu lowered her head shyly, and after a while, she rearranged her head and picked a small cluster of lilacs.

"Look, how gorgeous is the purple one?"

"Hey! I'm asking you! Answer me, okay? ”

"Look at the white lilacs."

Zhao Xiaoshuang stopped talking, and the silence made Peizhu very uncomfortable.

"What's wrong with you?"

"Oh! I see, purple gorgeous, white ... One poor and two white? ”

"That's not what I meant!"

"But, your brother, your father, that's what your family means."

"What are you talking about?"

Liu Peizhu was obviously unhappy, glanced at Xiaoshuang, and stopped talking.

"What's the matter, if you say you're not happy, you're not happy!"

Liu Peizhu suddenly laughed, sat up, hugged Zhao Xiaoshuang with her arms from behind, and said, "That proves that I am already in love with you!" Fall in love with you, no conditions! Zhao Xiaoshuang, do you understand? ”

Xiaoshuang was so excited that he didn't know what to say!

"That's what you said! Don't go back! ”

Two happy people, people who love each other, just hugged each other like this, until they were tired, they simply lay on the soft grass and looked up at the clouds in the sky.

The clouds in the sky, layer by layer, are like a staircase made of cotton, and the blue sky is incomparably vast.

Looking at the boundless sky, I suddenly felt that people were so small, and the humility engraved in the bones was slowly peeled away.

He vowed to break out of the sky, for himself and for Liu Peizhu.

A blade of grass stuck to Xiaoshuang's forehead at some point, she took it off for him, and he held it in his mouth.

"No repentance!" Again, he emphasized.

Liu Peizhu whispered: "There is Xingchun Teahouse as a witness!" It's there, and my vow is there! ”

"I'm so scared!" Zhao Xiaoshuang said.

"What are you afraid of?" Peizhu asked.

"I'm afraid that one day, what if I can't find you?"

"No, it won't!"

"But what if! What if Heaven is jealous of my happiness and takes you away from me? ”

At that time, Zhao Xiaoshuang still remembered that Peizhu was just thoughtful. Later, they didn't talk about this topic again because of anything, but now, they really responded to Xiaoshuang's words.

Xingchun Teahouse is still there, and it is still thriving. But she... Where is she now?

"Where's Pezhu?"

Zhao Xiaoshuang couldn't help but whisper to himself.

"What are you muttering to yourself?"

On the side, Xue Shanghua quickly flipped through the magazine, the pages flying in her hands.

"Hey, why are you always 108,000 miles away from me! Are you afraid that I will eat you? ”

Zhao Xiaoshuang smiled, and didn't know what to react to, so he simply moved his body over, put his arm around Xue Shanghua's shoulder, and said, "It's nothing, so you're satisfied!" What are you looking at? Let me see it too! ”

After that, Zhao Xiaoshuang stretched his head forward, looked at the contents of the magazine, and read it with a clear eye: "A true cultivator should face the prosperity of the world and treat it as if it were a passing cloud. really do not be frightened, and watch the flowers bloom and fall in front of the court; Go and stay unintentionally, and the clouds are rolling outside the sky. In the bustling city, you can also maintain the mood of being like no one. ”

"Good writing, but it's hard to do!" Zhao Xiaoshuang said.

"So, you can't be a monk!"

"Well, I can't be it. If a person is trapped by love and accidentally indulges in it, it will be difficult to pull it out. Who can be so easy to treat as if no one is in a land! ”

Xue Shanghua closed the magazine, looked sideways at Xiaoshuang, and said, "Do you want to pull it out yourself?" Or do you want me to pull it out? ”

"You think too much, I didn't mean that."

Xue Shanghua broke free of his arm.

"Look at you, why do you get angry so easily! My good sister! ”

"Who's your sister! I'm still young! ”

Xue Shanghua glanced at him and didn't speak again. She reopened the magazine and continued to read it with interest.

Zhao Xiaoshuang crossed his hands in front of his chest, leaned back, breathed a long sigh of relief, and leaned comfortably on the bench.