Chapter 2 Riding a Horse Bare-chested
The sunset melts the sunset, and the blazing heat torments the living. Yang Anbang, the captain of the sixth team of Moon River Village, seemed to sit calmly on the edge of the stairs smoking dry cigarettes, his wife was busy in the courtyard, his pair of eyes were staring at her round buttocks, his heart was burning, and the monkey was impatient. He stood up with a bang, threw away the dry tobacco stick, ran forward and forcibly carried her into the house, and undressed and untied in a panic.
The wife struggled and said, "People are hungry like a skin, and you still have this kind of thought." "Hey, what's wrong? Even if everyone in the world starves to death, Lao Tzu will raise you to be fat. Come on. Yang Anbang insisted on doing it, but his wife struggled with both hands, and kicked him on the other side of the bed with a few feet. He rolled over and shouted, "Rotten mother-in-law, am you tired of raising you?" He pounced again. His wife dodged and jumped out of bed, slapped him and scolded: "Boar! ”
The wife escaped from the door and went to the neighbor's mother's house in a fit of rage. Yang Anbang was ashamed and annoyed, and smoked dry cigarettes by the head of the bed all night. The next afternoon, he felt lonely and bored, and hung out under the pretext of checking production. Sullen wandered to the sugarcane field of Shihong Mountain, then sat on the side of the road to smoke dry tobacco, recalled the scene with his wife last night and sighed: "Alas, I haven't let Lao Tzu touch ...... for a long time" His eyes were suffocated, and his eyes lit up, and on the road of the mountain pass, a woman carrying a shriveled cloth bag came. He looked at her figure as if looking at a kaleidoscope, and his heart was pounding.
The woman was in her thirties, pale and swollen, and her eyes were squeezed into two cracks. But the silhouette is neat, the patched clothes are cleanly washed, and there are no ups and downs under the single clothes.
Yang Anbang grunted in his throat, staring at the woman without blinking. "Girl, where are you going?" "Mother is swollen and sick...... "The woman is very sad." Oh, pick up something and go to see the old man's house. "Big brother, it's a joke, who can get something this year, a few steamed red roots in the bag are the rations saved by the whole family for a few days. The baby's father also fell ill and fell into bed. "The woman was in tears." Girl, I see that you are also swollen and sick, blame the poor. Do you want to eat the sugar cane in this field? The woman wiped a handful of tears and said, "Big brother, do it with all your heart to harm me, if you are caught, I will only see the king of Hades." "Sister, the eldest brother is here, you can eat it if you want to, I don't think anyone dares to touch your hair?" The woman was skeptical: "Big brother, even if you are a bodhisattva, I ...... it" "Hey, what are you afraid of." ”
Yang Anbang pulled the hesitant woman into the depths of the sugarcane forest, carried one and handed it over: "Sister, give it." The woman took it: "Big brother, you are ......" "I'm the captain here, don't worry, eat." ”
Women sit on the ridges and eat sugar cane. Yang Anbang sat down next to her, his hands trembling and wrapped in dry tobacco, and his eyes stared at her tightly: "Sister, I still want to help you." "Big brother, why are you so good to me?" "Alas......" "Big brother, what's the sigh?"
Yang Anbang pretended to be silent, his heart was about to move, he moved his body to close to her, his eyes were bloodshot: "Sister, my woman has also been in a swollen hospital for a few months, I, I'm so ...... Sister, can you be considerate of the big brother? As she spoke, her trembling hand grabbed her hand, and she struggled: "Big brother, this, this can't work." "Sister, if you go along with my wishes, I'll give you five catties of red roots." "This, my ...... I'm so hungry that I'm about to fall out. ”
The woman sobbed, and Yang Anbang hugged her: "Sister, that, it's not in the way, think about it, these years, five catties of red roots, maybe you can save a few lives." The woman sobbed and muttered, "Big brother, you have to count what you say." "Of course. Then we'll ......."
At this time, in the sugarcane forest not far away, Dahong and Juxiang, who were a few years old, chased after the spotted grasshopper. Da Hong listened to the whisper: "Ju Xiang, you hear a sound in front of you." Ju Xiang craned her neck to listen: "Well, it doesn't look like a human ......" "Let's go and see." They searched for the past, gently brushed aside the dense sugarcane leaves, and Yang Anbang and the woman in the ditch...... Dahong sighed quietly: "Ah, bare-chested horse-riding." Ju Xiang covered Dahong's mouth, made a look, pulled him up and left quietly.
Yang Anbang indulged in venting, and the woman covered her face with her hands. But as soon as he got up, he said coldly, "You wait here, I'll go get the red lotus." Then he turned around and left. The woman grabbed him: "Big brother, no, I have to go with you." I risked my life to survive...... "If you don't follow, I will shout that you steal sugar cane to eat, do the people here listen to me or you?" "Anyway, there is no way to live, and if you die early, you will not suffer a living sin."
Yang Anbang turned out to be a person who bullied the weak and was afraid of the hard, and when he saw that he couldn't scare the woman, he changed his words and said: "Hey, sister, what are you worried about, if you are not afraid of trouble, just follow me." You'll have to be honestly dumb, though. "Alas, if there is an afterlife...... "What will happen to you?"
The woman didn't respond, and walked to the team cafeteria with Yang Anbang, and Zhang Hanwen, the head of the food group, shook his head and shook his tail to greet him, he was a well-known slippery loach in Moon River Village. On the eve of liberation, after learning about the land reform in the north, he pretended to smoke big. Cigarettes, under the pretext of rushing to sell dozens of acres of land at home, liberated and mixed with the good ingredients of poor peasants.
Zhang Hanwen said with a smile: "Captain, who is this girl?" "Turtle son's cock mouth (many words) just now I saw her starving on the side of the road, strange and pitiful. You go and weigh two catties, ah weigh five catties of red weeds and give it to her. "Captain, this?" "Of course, we are also difficult, but no matter how difficult it is, we can't do without style. Go ahead. ”
Zhang Hanwen walked in response, and Yang Anbang wrapped himself in dry tobacco and said, "Sister, you see that the eldest brother is so hearty to you." The woman was still silent with tears in her eyes. Zhang Hanwen came back with a red basket and poured it into the woman's cloth bag, and the woman left. Zhang Hanwen said: "I didn't expect the captain to be a good person. "Your turtle son wanted to smear some powder on people, but it turned out to be smeared with pot smoke and ink, I just said, this is called style, do you understand?"