Chapter 3 Can't sit still

In their last life, they had been married for five or six years, and the widower heard rumors that she could not have children, so he beat her half to death despite the presence of everyone.

After all, in order to marry her, the famine of the king's widower had not been paid off at that time.

Thinking of this, Zuo Ranjia already had an idea in her heart, she listened carefully to the movement outside, and knew that Zuo's mother went back to the house to warm up, and she was too lazy to come out until she had a meal.

She struggled to get off the kang, gently lifted her right leg and endured the pain and jumped a few times, found a thick stick to hold onto, slowly opened the door and squeezed it out, and slowly brought it up to cover it.

Zuo Ranjia limped against the wall, and when she got out of the gate, she paused, looked left and right, and struggled to pull out distant memories from her mind, recognize the direction and continue walking.

"Yo, when did Jiani come back? What's wrong with your legs? Zuo Ranjia passed by a half-open door, and an aunt inside immediately rushed out, with a smile on her red face, and greeted her very warmly.

"Aunt Ma," Zuo Ranjia pulled the corners of her lips and shouted a little shyly.

"Didn't you follow Qingni to the capital to enjoy happiness, why did you become like this?" Aunt Ma stepped forward and grabbed Zuo Ranjia's arm and took it home, "What are you going to do when you can't walk?" Tell your aunt, and your aunt will do it for you. You, just tell your aunt what the capital is like, and let your aunt open her eyes. ”

"Auntie, my mother asked me to call my father home for dinner, if I don't go back after a while, I will definitely have nothing to eat." Zuo Ranjia shook her head and said embarrassedly.

"Oops," Aunt Ma pressed Zuo Ranjia to a chair in the room and sat down, went to the kitchen and took a palm-sized cornmeal tortilla and stuffed it into her hand, looking at her with wide eyes and eagerness. "Your mother must not have given you food at noon, right? Eat the aunt's hah. As soon as your father goes out, it won't come home until it's dark, and it's useless for you to shout, just warm up at your aunt's house. ”

Zuo Ranjia choked, nodded again and again, and devoured bites. To be honest, this kind of corn tortilla is mixed with bran, and it is cold and hard, and it tastes tight, but she may not be able to eat this kind of meal these days.

After a few times of stuffing the cake into her mouth and pouring a jar of hot water, she relieved herself and smiled embarrassedly: "Thank you, auntie." I came back with my mom and dad yesterday, and it was night when I got home. When I got home, I had a high fever and hadn't eaten much. ”

"Poor baby, you said that you are obedient and can work, why is your father willing to treat you like this? If it were me, it would have hurt my heart a long time ago. Aunt Ma immediately showed a distressed expression, which was called a vivid one, and Zuo Ranjia was stunned for a while.

After sitting at Aunt Ma's house for a while, she got up and went home, and Aunt Ma was still standing at the door enthusiastically holding out Erkang's hand and asking her to come and play often.

When Zuo Ranjia returned to the cold and dark hut, no one in the Zuo family found that she had gone out.

But after a while, there was a movement of cooking in the yard, Zuo Ranjia probed the nose and fanned it gently, the Zuo family was really the same as in the previous life, it was rare to eat hand-rolled noodles, poured a layer of lard on top, put a few cabbage leaves, and finely chopped meat scraps and sour and hot radish pickles.

The Zuo family held a big bowl, went out in unison and squatted at the mouth of the alley next to them, squinting and eating in small bites.

The people of Huaxia love face in their bones and love to show off, and in this backward and poor village is no exception, whoever has delicious food at home will definitely hold a bowl outside to eat, and look at the other people's greedy hala flowing all over the ground, and the heart is exceptionally comfortable and satisfied.

The mouth of the alley happened to be next door to her house, and she pricked up her ears to listen to the Zuo family blowing their beards with people, blowing about how big Kyoto is, how new the clothes people wear, how many cyclists on the road are like ants, and how beautiful the Jin family is.

The villagers who could hear chewing the chaff corn tortillas felt that they were eating big chickens, big fish and big meat, and they could swallow their tongues when they were beautiful.

Zuo Ranjia squinted her eyes slightly, chuckled, and knocked her fingers on the edge of the kang.

Suddenly, the left mother screamed, "My face! ”

"Eat noodles, Ge Laozi, eat your mother's noodles! Hurry up and hand over Lao Tzu's two hundred deposits," an angry roar penetrated Zuo Ranjia's ears very beautifully.

"If you want money, you are looking for my mother, why do you want to knock over my bowl," Zuo Chengwu also howled, but Zuo Ranjia knew that this person was used to bullying the weak and afraid of the hard, and he didn't dare to come to Wang Widower.

"Your Zuo family is really capable, relying on your brother to be the village head, and you bullied Lao Tzu? A girl who can't give birth with a sloping foot, I bah, don't give me any sleep! Who knows if she was broken and sick when she was out for more than a year. Hurry up and get the money, otherwise Lao Tzu will demolish your dilapidated house. The widower roared roughly.

"What kind of money," it was the old lady of the Zuo family who spoke, her husband died early, and she raised her three sons and one daughter alone, and she had a strong desire to control, and she had gritted her teeth until now and did not let her three sons separate.

"What kind of money, don't mess around," without waiting for the old lady to continue asking, Zuo's mother was full of excitement, and hurriedly replied: "If you open your mouth and ask for money, we will give it, and our family is not rich in money." ”

The widower laughed angrily, "Good, good, very good!" ”

He rolled his arms and went to the Zuo family's house, with a sad sneer on his face, which made the Zuo family's heart furious.

Mrs. Zuo asked her two little grandsons, Zuo Chengquan and Zuo Chengcai, to call back their three sons who had not returned home until now, and pulled their daughters-in-law with their little feet to stop the widower.

The villagers wiped their mouths and followed them with bowls to this side, there was no excitement on weekdays, and it was dark early in winter, and the lights were turned off except for sleeping with their daughter-in-law, they really didn't know where to spend time.

Zuo Ranjia moved her body, and just saw the scene in the courtyard from the crack in the door with a broken opening, dozens of figures swaying, so lively.

"Hey, you can't smash this tank, our family can just take this bite, what to eat if you smash it," the eldest daughter-in-law saw that the third family was pointed at her nose and scolded, and she was very happy to see it, and when she saw that the common things were going to be ruined, she hurriedly held the cylinder and yelled.

"Our family has an iron pot," the sick voice of the second family was also a little sharp, "Big brother, let's make it clear if you have anything to say, don't spoil things." Don't be reasonable, become unreasonable, the big guys are all watching. ”

The stick in the widower's hand slammed into the small jujube tree next to him, and at this moment, the thick-arm tree snapped, and the Zuo family trembled.