There are too many things I want to say to Shumei in my heart, but they are all wiped out by Shumei's warm smile.

The two looked at each other affectionately, Jizong freed his hand and stroked Shumei's face, everything was silent at the moment.

On the second day, before dawn, Shumei got up, made breakfast, and changed the urine pad for Jizong that had not been changed all night. I simply drank a bowl of porridge and went out.

This is the first day to start a new life, Shumei with full confidence, with a heart of longing for a better future, embarked on the road to the brick factory.

In the surprised eyes of everyone, Shumei officially put into the post, lifting bricks, pushing bricks, stacking bricks, except for burning bricks, Shumei did not fall.

Seeing Shumei carrying the child on her back, tired and sweating, Bo Yi was very distressed, and from time to time served tea and water to Shumei, and handed sweat towels. And wiped the sweat on Shumei's head with her own hands, a bit of a feeling of a woman singing with her husband.

The workers were also talking about it, and one of the lascivious workers even pulled Bo Yi aside and asked, "Bo Yi, this is your new daughter-in-law, right?" You're ruthless enough to let a woman do such a menial job. ”

"What? Don't talk nonsense, this is Zhang Jizong's daughter-in-law. ”

Hearing what the worker said, Bo Yi hurriedly explained, and was unwilling to take care of the worker any more, so he simply said a word, and returned to his post, unloading the bricks in the bucket truck.

The worker followed and asked, "It's the daughter-in-law of Jizong!" I have long heard that the daughter-in-law of Jizong looks like a fairy, and when I see it today, it really deserves its name. I heard that Jizong was paralyzed, is it true? ”

"What do you say! If Jizong is not paralyzed, Shumei will come here to suffer. ”

As Tang Boyi spoke, his eyes showed a little sadness, and the afterglow of his eyes involuntarily aimed in the direction where Shumei was, and he was afraid that he was heartache for Shumei again.

"Shumei? It turns out that her name is Shumei! At a young age, isn't this just a widow, hey! Such a good thing was wasted in vain. ”

The worker stared at Shumei without blinking, and all that was revealed in his eyes was lewdness. Sentimental malice. Bo Yi will show the ill intentions in his bones and kick him in the ass.

"Jianzhong, I can tell you, don't think about the idea of beating Shumei, if you dare to touch a finger of her, I will have to skin you."

Bo Yi yelled at the workers seriously, wanting to put the lewd in Jianzhong. Emotional malice is strangled in the cradle.

Even if he can't be the lover who accompanies Shumei to old age, he should be the male confidant who guards her life behind his back, and clears the fat stepping stones on the road for her as much as possible.

Jianzhong patted the ash on his pants, "It's your business!" It's not your daughter-in-law, why are you distressed? You only allow Zhou officials to set fires, and you don't allow the people to light lamps. You can think, why can't I, I can't eat alone? ”

"You...... You ......" Bo Yi picked up the sorghum broom from the brick pile and slapped it towards Jianzhong, who was still chattering there and looked proud.

Jianzhong grabbed the broom with his backhand and dodged it steadily.

"Bo Yi, it's wrong for you to do this, they all say that brothers are like siblings, women are like clothes, but we have worked together for so many years, and you are fighting against your brothers for the sake of a living widow." Jianzhong deliberately questioned Bo Yi loudly, and attracted all the surrounding workers.

Seeing this, Bo Yi felt that he was a little impulsive, if he made a fuss about this matter, wouldn't it cut off Shumei's way? Let her still work in the factory in the future, and let her see herself in the future.

"What's the matter? How did you two get on the bar? ”

The onlookers began to ask questions, and a pair of curious eyes stared at them.

"Okay, good, you two give me a review, it's a new ......" Jianzhong is a single, and he doesn't care about his reputation, he has no scruples to pick things up and seek justice for himself.

Before he could finish speaking, Bo Yi realized that the situation was wrong, and quickly threw away the broom and forcibly covered Jianzhong's mouth from behind, "It's nothing, we're joking, let's disperse!" It's important to hurry up and make money. ”

Jianzhong whimpered in his arms, and when everyone dispersed, Bo Yi let go of the hand holding Jianzhong tightly.

As soon as Bo Yi let go, Jianzhong hurriedly spat on his mouth, "Make my mouth full of ashes, what's the matter?" It's a loss, and I don't dare to let everyone judge it. ”

Bo Yi covered Jianzhong's mouth with labor protection gloves, and the accumulated brick ash on the gloves imprinted a gray handprint on his mouth.

This is called a rat trap, no matter how arrogant Jianzhong is in front of him, he doesn't dare to fight anymore. Anyway, Jianzhong hasn't been put into action yet, so let's take one step at a time! In the future, I will pay more attention to him and guard against him a little more.

"Didn't I say it, was it a joke? What are you doing so seriously, okay, don't talk about it, move bricks. Bo Yi pretended to be kind and put his arm on Jianzhong's shoulder and said.

A storm that had not yet begun, just calmed down.

The imagination is very plump, and the reality is very skinny. The reality is far from being as simple as Shumei imagined, and the work of this brick factory is really hard work. Even though she wore protective gloves, her fingers were still worn out, and all ten of her fingers had blood blisters larger than soybeans.

As the work continued, the blood blisters were worn out one by one, and over time, the blood and yellow water that flowed out were firmly bonded together with the gloves. When the child on her back was hungry and screaming, Shumei was about to take off her gloves to feed, only to find out about this problem, but for the sake of the child on her back, she could only grit her teeth and forcibly pull out the gloves.

In an instant, blood came out from between her fingers, and the so-called ten fingers connected her heart, so painful that Shumei's tears swirled in her eyes.

She found a backlit place, put down the baby on her back, sat on the ground with her back against the pile of bricks, and lifted her blouse to nurse the child.

Jianzhong, who had been paying attention to Shumei's every move, how could he let go of such a great opportunity, he looked around, and sneaked closer to Shumei, wanting to peek at the tempting twin peaks he imagined.

He tried his best to slow down, and he was about to succeed, but was stopped by Bo Yi who ran over.

"Jianzhong, what are you doing?"

Bo Yi deliberately pretended to be casual, stepped in front of Jianzhong first, and said with a hippie smile.

"Oooh oh...... Why not! Urgency, ready to pee. Jianzhong touched the back of his head uncomfortably, and spit back.

"But the thatched house doesn't seem to be here, right? Just right, I'm also in a hurry, let's go together! ”

Bo Yi put his arm on Jianzhong's shoulders and dragged Jianzhong, who was reluctant to leave, in the direction of the thatched house.

Jianzhong was not easy to shirk, so he had to go to the thatched house with Bo Yi unwillingly, and kept cursing Bo Yi in his heart, damn Wang Ba Lamb, bad Lao Tzu's good deeds, it is best to go back tonight and be sick, so as not to get in the way here, and his face has been showing an angry expression.

In fact, in those days, women didn't care so much about breastfeeding, as long as the child was hungry, she would lift her clothes to feed anytime and anywhere, and she didn't care about any shame at all. Originally, this is really nothing, breastfeeding is the most sacred mission of every mother, and it has nothing to do with peach.

But in Boyi's heart, he just can't bear to be treated like this by his beloved.

Coming out of the thatched house, Bo Yi simply stayed on the back of the pile of bricks that Shumei leaned on, and became Shumei's bodyguard until Shumei fed the child.

Shumei, who came out of the pile of bricks with the child on her back, was startled by Bo Yi who was guarding outside, "Bo Yi! Why are you here? Scared the hell out of me. Shumei kept beating her pounding chest, her face full of doubt.

"I'm tired, take a break here." Bo Yi lied to Shumei seriously, "How is it?" Okay? ”

"It's okay, it's just a bit of a loss." Shumei spread her messy hands on her chest as she walked, and these ten fingers connected to her heart did hurt deeply.

Looking at Shumei's messy hands, Bo Yi's heart ached, and he quickly pulled Shumei to the side and sat down, "You sit here and wait for me, don't go away, I'll be back soon." After Bo Yi finished speaking, he ran away in a panic.

Soon, Bo Yi ran back with a plastic bag and gasping for air. The hot air exhaled from his mouth formed white smoke in the cold air.

Without saying a word, he squatted down, cleaned Shumei's wounds, and then took out gauze from the plastic bag to bandage her. After finishing the matter, she gently put on a new pair of gloves for Shumei, "Okay, it's done, every day before going to work, wrap your fingers with gauze, your fingers are delicate, no thicker than our old men." Be careful when you go back to pick it up at night, soak it in hot water before taking it. ”

"Thank you! Boyi. ”

Looking at Bo Yi, who is so careful and gentle that it can melt snow, makes Shumei's heart full of holes have more warm sunshine.

"What are you and I doing so politely?" Bo Yi's face was full of boldness, packed up the rest of the things, and turned around to leave satisfied.

After a hard day's work, the bell for the end of work finally came. At this time, it was already sunset, Shumei rubbed her sore waist, simply cleaned up the dust on her body, looked at the sunset on the horizon with a smile, and stretched a big lazy waist.

The workers talked and laughed and went out of the factory together, and Shumei also dragged her tired body and walked towards the factory gate.

"Shumei, you didn't ride! Shall I take you? ”

As soon as he walked out of the factory gate, Jianzhong chased after him with a bicycle, with a look of ill will.

Shumei shrugged the child on her back and responded with a smile, "Thank you, no, I'm used to walking home." ”

Jianzhong did not relent, pushing the bicycle to the middle of the road to block Shumei's way, and looked like he would not give up. One hand was holding the bicycle, and the other hand had already grabbed Shumei's arm, "Come on!" You're welcome! ”

Shumei forcibly broke free of his hand, wanting to bypass him and continue to move forward, but this Jianzhong was like a dog skin plaster, and she couldn't shake it off, and played a game of eagle catching chickens with her.