There is a small village in the southeast of Longgang Village called Balizhuang. It is eight miles away from Longgang Village. It is further away from other villages.

There are only 100 households in this village. There is a Dasha River to the east of the village. Summer floods are raging and often overflowing. In winter, the ice does not seal the river, and there is no bridge over the river. The villages on both sides of the river hear the sounds of chickens and dogs, but there is little family contact. This Balizhuang is becoming more and more remote and isolated.

The population of this Balizhuang is not large, but there are many surnames. A small village, but it speaks many local dialects.

It is said that in the past, they were all people who fled the famine and begged for food, and they took root to make a living in this unattended corner of the river, and finally formed a village. Therefore, their blood relationship with the surrounding villages is very weak and thin. The village really became a poor, backward and isolated primitive kingdom.

In the northwest corner of this village, there is a quadrangle. The blue brick house, which also lived a brilliant life in those years, is a well-known wealthy family in the whole village. Within three years, it was completely defeated. Today, clumps of grass grow in the cracks of the roof tiles. It's really ten years in Hedong and ten years in Hexi.

This courtyard house not only fell into ruin, but also did not leave a single bloodline, leaving only a lonely old lady. This old lady has a distant nephew in Longgang Village, who has provided the old lady with help in life. The old lady returned to the west. The nephew inherited the property.

After the old man passed away, the old man's distant nephew often took his wife to stay here for two or three days. It's like their resort. They come here eight times a month, ten times a month.

As soon as they come here, they live a very indulgent life. It seems that they have been living a life like a cowherd and a weaver girl. Here is the meeting of the Tianhe, time is precious, race against time, day and night, intimate to the extreme.

Someone happened to see that the couple looked very peugeot. The wife, in particular, was in her thirties, and her face was like that of a girl of sixteen or seventeen, without a single wrinkle on her face, and her complexion was as delicate as that of a baby.

Because the compound is close to the edge of the village, the couple came and went in a hurry, and never left the house after entering the house. The gates of the small courtyard are often closed. Although the door is closed, there are often sounds of men and women flirting inside. Day and night in the small courtyard, I'm afraid there is no difference. It's family privacy, and who's going to ask about that?

I don't know when Balizhuang, which has always been poor and backward, has quietly changed. Some small traders and vendors began to frequent this small village. There are even small traders who go directly to the northwest corner of the village, shout only twice, finish a business, and then turn around and leave. They don't seem to be businessmen selling on the streets, going from house to house, but like the monopoly of fast food restaurants delivering to their homes, or the express delivery of express goods by express delivery companies.

In this courtyard house in the northwest corner of the village, the old lady who originally lived was reluctant to even light the lamp at night. She was too poor. Her oil and salt money are all supplied by chicken butts. She can sweat every penny, and she can't wait to break every penny into eight and a half dollars. However, the hostess who didn't know when she moved in was not only young and beautiful, but also generous.

"Roast chicken just out of the pot!" ……

The chicken seller parked his car next to the courtyard gate in the northwest corner of the village. Just shouted twice, and waited for business to come to the door.

The door of the small courtyard creaked, and a beautiful woman stood in the doorway. Without waiting for the hostess to speak, the chicken seller took out a fat chicken and placed it on the weighing pan.

"Look, two pounds and three taels."

The hostess only glanced at the weighing pan and paid for it. He casually asked, "Will you come back the day after tomorrow?" ”

The trader knew that this question placed an order for the sale the day after tomorrow. He hurriedly replied, "Come, come." ”

A businessman cannot afford to lose this customer for no reason, nor can he delay the business.

"Crispy fish, crispy fish!" The fish seller shouted outside the courtyard door.

The door opened, and as soon as the beautiful hostess stood at the door, the fish seller presented a box of steaming crispy fish. The tantalizing scent will make your mouth water.

"This fish is more than two catties and one tael, so I will settle the bill according to two catties."

The hostess said while paying, "If it tastes good, I'll want it the day after tomorrow." ”

……

At the door of this quadrangle, this happens every day.

According to the calculations of these small traders, the average of this family is one chicken and one fish every two days. A few catties of cooked meat every week. Over the course of a year, the family needed 200 chickens, 400 catties of fish, several pigs, and several sheep......

Without careful accounting, it is difficult for people to know the level of consumption of this family.

Behind this house is a large pond. The pond is overgrown with reeds. Groups of cats and dogs are often found near the pond. Because there are endless fish bones and chicken bones here. Fish in the water also gather here in droves. There are leftovers of tea left behind here, and for the fish in the water, this is a fine delicacy.

Someone stumbled upon that in this courtyard, it is often like the emperor's harem, no matter day or night, this beautiful woman is like a concubine serving her man, and like a high-class lover, fully enjoying the life of male and female love. People overhear conversations like, "How am I better than your wife?" ”

The woman asked with a sinister smile. The man didn't answer, just hugged the woman tightly in his arms.

"I ask you, why don't you speak?" The woman asked again delicately.

The man gasped and said, "Didn't my body tell you?" ”

The man suddenly smiled and said, "Ren Nanrong, your three children have a hard time." ”

The woman who was pressed under the man screamed excitedly. And casually replied, "I, I don't have children." ”