Liushu Village is a small village, with more than 40 families in the village, and they all know each other. Most of the people in the village are surnamed Liu, and some say that the ancestor is surnamed Liu, but after all, after so many years, the croppers don't have a genealogy or anything, and if they say that the surname Liu is the surname Liu.

Although there are many surnames, it is said that the ancestors are all in the same lineage, but the brothers have been separated for two years, not to mention that there are so many generations, but there is not much relationship between them.

The geography of this village is not good. Eight hundred miles of Taihang Mountain, the terrain is winding and undulating like a dragon and a tiger, the road is hidden in the deep mountains, and the traffic is complicated like a maze. This willow village is located in a small place the size of a sesame seed in the middle of the 800 miles of Taihang. From here to the nearest town to catch the market, you have to start the first day in the middle of the night to make dry food, feel the dark to hurry, and the next day near noon, the foot is fast enough to catch up with this evening market.

Why not move away from so many places? As the old saying goes, the golden nest and the silver nest are not as good as their own grass nests, since they have lived here for generations, it is naturally difficult to leave their homeland. Moreover, there is no landlord in this willow village, and the land opened up by leveling the place is all the villagers' own, and they can plant as much as they want, collect as much as they want, and sell it or not, all according to their own will, and they do not need to pay rent.

Moving outside, everything is convenient, but these villagers don't know how to read and write, and second, they don't have skills, and when they go outside, they are just facing the loess with their backs to the sky. If you don't have your own land, and you give others to be tenants, how can it compare to farming your own land and being free?

There are all kinds of benefits, but there is one thing, there are too many singles in the village. In such a poor and remote place, all the girls in their own villages have to marry outside, and the girls from other villages are not willing to marry them. came and went, and there were more and more men guarding their homes and waiting for the land, and they all wanted to do anything. Some of them really couldn't stand it, so they went to other homes to become door-to-door sons-in-law and join other people's homes. Others, working hard to make money—nothing more than eating less, selling more food—to buy a daughter-in-law and a daughter-in-law.

The girl's family is a money-losing product, after all, she is someone else's daughter-in-law, and many people are not happy to be able to sell their daughter for a good price!

It is said that on this day, a sedan chair was ushered in in this village. Four pillars, four strong men with strong upper bodies are lifting, two children in front of their heads, one is holding a broken suona, the other is holding a broken gong, blowing and beating along the way, although it is leaky and out of tune, but it can still be heard, it is a festive tune.

It's a happy event. This family should be poor, otherwise, they would not have found two such children to be suona gong and drum masters. But the poor family has the way of life of the poor family, and the meaning is right, and they don't pay attention to the pomp, so they don't care so much.

It can be said to be a happy event, and this red sedan chair is indeed draped with a white curtain. The rickety sedan chair walked all the way, and through the tune, the cry of the girl in the sedan chair could be faintly heard. The newly married, overnight will change from a yellow flower girl to a little daughter-in-law, one life is a person who enters two families, and the biological parents who leave are married to this kind of poor countryside, and it is normal to cry. But the strange thing is that this cry is not like a sobbing or a howling, but like a movement that is made by someone who covers his mouth and nose and can't make too much noise, and is enduring some pain and wailing.

The four people carrying the sedan chair were unheard, and the two children in front of them were also excited, and they couldn't hear anything. The sedan chair shook all the way, and finally passed through the twisted mountain road and came to Willow Village.

As soon as I entered the village, the two firecrackers "crackled", the crowd of onlookers applauded, and the children ran and cheered "the bride is coming" and "the bride is coming", which was so lively.

Entering the entrance of the village, the sedan chair fell down first. An old woman stepped forward, first reached out and knocked on the frame of the sedan chair, and asked with a smile on her face: "Bride, are you happy?" ”

The man in the sedan chair whimpered. The old woman seemed to have heard something about Coke, and she couldn't stand up straight with a smile, clapping her hands and shouting, "Happy bride!" Rejoice! ”

The onlookers also applauded and cheered, as if they were doing things at home. In such a mountain village, a family does not have a door, and it has to be a neighbor and relatives to help it do something. Every time a new daughter-in-law enters the village, it is a big event, and it is not too much to say that it is a happy event for the whole village.

After the old woman's sentence "The bride is happy", the four men lifted the sedan chair again and swayed it to the door of a house.

This family is so strange. The cramped courtyard, two small adobe thatched houses, and a small façade are the same as most of the families in this village. Pick up the new daughter-in-law, you have to put a lantern in a red cloth, and the family has all kinds of things, but there are two white lights hanging under the red cloth, and the word "Dien" on the lantern looks dazzling!

The old woman who had knocked on the frame of the sedan chair stood up again, lifted the curtain of the sedan chair, and shouted, "Bride, please get off the sedan chair." ”

The bride was dressed in a fiery red wedding dress, but it was also dirty and old, and if you looked closely at the rough stitches on it, you could know that the wedding dress may have been hastily changed from something like bedding. The hijab is very new, with a happy word embroidered on it, and tassels falling on the edges. According to custom, it should be embroidered by the bride herself, and this female red craftsmanship is very good.

"The bride, please get off the sedan chair." The old woman saw that the bride did not move for a long time, but only curled up in the corner of the palanquin and shivered, so she urged again.

When the bride heard her voice, she cried louder. The old woman stretched out her hand and twisted her arm hard, then grabbed her wrist and dragged her out of the palanquin. The woman bowed her mouth to the side of the bride's hijab, and said with the smile on her face, "Little girl, if you want to suffer a little less, be obedient, or you will have good fruit to eat." ”

The bride may have been pinched painfully, or she may have been frightened by her words, and nodded while trembling. The old woman stretched out her hand again and gently rubbed the place she pinched just now: "You are also a hard-working person, listen to me, I will not make you suffer." Immediately afterwards, she raised her voice again: "The bride has entered the house~"

The tone was long, and the firecrackers lit up again. Amid the cheers and cheers of the crowd, the bride was pulled by the old woman into the door of her husband's house. The bride walked in a very unnatural posture, pinching her legs, and rubbing forward in small steps. The old woman was striding forward, and was completely dragging her forward.

"Bride, cross the brazier." Reminded by the old woman, the bride carefully lifted her feet and took a big step forward. She snorted and was about to start crying again. The old woman snapped, "Hold back!" Endure the pain, don't shed tears! ”

The bride really held back, but her shoulders couldn't help shaking.

When I got to the back room, I pushed the door and saw that there was a thin coffin parked in this house! The inside of that house looks like the layout of a new house, and it is clearly a mourning hall.

A stool was placed in front of the coffin, and a woman in her forties, wearing a white paper flower on her head, was sitting on the stool with her back to the coffin, staring directly at the bride.

The old woman led the bride to the white paper flower, and then gently patted the bride's knee. She said, "Get on your knees." "The bride is already more obedient by this time, and the old woman is what she says.

Seeing that the bride knelt down honestly, the old woman arched her hand towards the white paper flower: "You are auspicious, your daughter-in-law has arrived, and the hour has come, but do you salute?" ”

Bai Shihua didn't reply, just nodded. The old woman craned her neck and shouted, "Worship heaven and earth!" The bride kowtowed.

"Second worship high hall!"

The bride knocked another one.

"Three goodbyes to the deceased husband!"

Hearing about the "three worships on the deceased husband", the bride's body trembled obviously. The white paper flower snorted coldly, and scared the bride again, and quickly kowtowed on her head.

"It's done!" The old woman clapped her hands, took off a weighing rod from her belt, and handed it to the white paper flower, "The mother-in-law will replace the groom, and provoke the joyful pa, and from then on be satisfied." ”

Bai Shihua sneered and said, "Wangmenke killed my son, where did he come from?" As he spoke, he picked off the bride's hijab with a weighing rod, and then fell to the ground with the weighing rod and the hippa.

The bride under the hijab is not as beautiful as a flower, but her appearance is exquisite. It's just that at this time, the two eyes cried like rotten peaches, and most of the makeup was spent. There was also a white cloth in her mouth, so that she could not speak.

"The sharp-beaked monkey cheeks don't have the slightest auspicious face," the white paper flower held the bride's face, "no wonder it killed my son!" Bah! Dog stuff! ”

"Yo Yo Yo! Grandma, you are angry," the old woman hurriedly took the hand of the white paper flower, "Today is a day of great joy, what are you angry with her?" It's time for the bride to go into the cave, and it's time for us to have a feast. ”

Bai Shihua nodded, stood up, and wiped her tears: "I'm tired of you, just send her in." ”

"Hey!" The old woman answered, and pulled the bride up to go to the back room. Outside the door, a young man followed and coaxed: "Old lady, let us see your bride's face?" Didn't you say she was pretty? Let's see! ”

Bai Shihua glared back: "Get out!" Little King Eight Calves! My daughter-in-law is also what you can see? In the future, there will be days, rushing in front of my son to see my new daughter-in-law, be careful that my son goes to you in the middle of the night and blinds your eyes. I like to watch your dad do good things in bed! Roll on! ”

In the middle of these words, the white paper flowers did not take a breath, and the frightened Hou Sheng shrank his neck.

After a while, the bride went into the inner room and sat on the bed, and saw the old woman who had a lot of things going out of the room and closed the door, and the white paper flower came out of the house, and said a thousand blessings to the villagers: "Fellow villagers, my baby has a hard life, if there is no help from you, the family will still not be able to get married." I keep your kindness in my heart, and I won't say anything, they are all villagers, let's have a banquet. ”

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