"Oh my God! What kind of sin has our Song family created! The old man has been sick for two years, and he has a handful of thin bones! My wife's leg is broken again! Cai's hands thumped his legs, heartbroken.

"Our Song family has been moldy for eight lifetimes, and there is a shameless daughter-in-law on the stall! My daughter was also beaten and bullied by her in-laws! How can this day go on! I can't go on! Lord Yama will take the whole family away......"

"Woo woo woo ............"

Cai Shi howled loudly, more than when he was smashed by the collapsed wall that day, his image was completely gone, his snot and tears were wiped on the quilt, his body leaned and he leaned up, and the quilt on his legs was slammed by her.

Du Ruo looked at this scene expressionlessly.

Cai's performance made her feel panicked.

She is now Du Rulan, and she is also a member of the Song family, she doesn't want her ugly family to tear it apart for others to see, and she uses this embarrassing and embarrassing way to almost kneel on the ground and kowtow.

Zhou's expression was also very embarrassed, he persuaded Cai's a few words, turned his head and asked Du Ruo on the side: "Du's, I heard that your embroidery is good, and you can sell your shoes in the market quickly, let me see what you have cut?" ”

Du Ruo brought in the sewing basket at the door, took a few embroidery samples wrapped in cloth and handed them to her.

Although she can draw, and the elements of the ancient style are also handy, but for a woman who does not leave the door, it is already surprising and suspicious to suddenly cut things skillfully, and it is not realistic to cut and paint some complex and delicate things. In addition, drawing and cropping are different, and the transformation of outline and blank space also requires time to study, or even overturn and redraw.

Zhou picked up the embroidery pattern of the lotus child, the lotus seed on it was vivid, two fluttering butterflies fell on the head of the lotus seed like a child's hair bun, the child held a lotus in his arms, Zhou nodded, and looked at the other.

The following pair is round, the flowers and leaves are connected, the vines are entangled, the outline is natural, the completion is very good, Du Ruo designed this pattern is to embroider on the fan, she thinks that it is too slow to make embroidered shoes, if it is sold in the market next time, it is better to try to sell this embroidery sample directly.

Zhou looked at a few embroidery patterns without blinking, and only after reading them did he say in surprise: "I always say that you don't do a good job, but your skillful hands are rare!" Zhou Ning's mother-in-law in the east of the village has good craftsmanship, and she used to work as a maid in a large family and specialize in female work! I see that you are no worse than her! Who did you learn from?! ”

Cai cried as he watched the situation here.

Seeing her praise, Du Ruo hurriedly smiled: "Auntie makes fun of me!" If you don't dislike it, take it away, as for the food, do you think we can delay it for a few more days? You and the village chief are both good people, otherwise our family would have starved to death, and we can help the village chief if there is anything in your family in the future, just say! ”

Zhou looked at the embroidery sample in his hand and glanced at Pang Shanye in confusion.

"You lazy lady also has time to do serious things! The mouth is a lot sweeter, don't steal melons and pick dates in the future, it's delicious and lazy, take care of your mother-in-law! Zhou said again.

'Hey! Du Rong nodded hurriedly and looked at the Zhou family and the village chief with a smile.

Pang Shanye took another puff of his cigarette pouch, looked at the ground, and thought for a long time without deciding.

Zhou pushed him and said, "Okay!" Let's be tight! Let the Song family pass the difficulties. ”

Pang Shanye finally nodded.

Cai stopped crying, and looked over here with tears in his eyes.

Du Ruo sent the two out of the door, and when they were far away, she relieved herself.

She never said anything in a low voice, probably because she grew up in a welfare home when she was a child, and she has a very strong self-esteem and is very good at observing words and feelings.

I hope that there will be fewer and fewer such days in the future.

Back in the house, Cai leaned weakly on the head of the bed, his hair was unkempt, his eyes were red and swollen, his face was still stained with tears, and he was holding a silk in his hand, and he didn't answer when he saw her come in.

After dinner was ready, Song Ju'an still didn't come back from the school, and after waiting for a long time, Du Ruo ate the meal first, Cai wanted to scold her a few words, but he didn't say a word, but his face was blue.

"Rulan, let's go find Ju'an!" Song Yinhua Road.

Du Rulan dared not wait for someone to eat the meal first, but she didn't dare, her mother would scold her to death.

"He's probably busy, you and Dad should eat first." Du Ruo said.

Song Yinhua stood in the courtyard and was silent.

Du Ruo walked into the West House, stood in front of Song Ju'an's bookshelf, and looked through a few books, and the few pieces of paper for cutting and embroidering samples for Zhou's today were secretly torn off from Song Ju'an's books.

Paper and pen are too expensive, more expensive than the white noodles eaten, not that the reading family does not need to consume in this area at all, she has thought of other ways, she is reluctant to cut with cloth, the leaves will break as soon as they dry, and the others are either too hard or easy to tear, not as good as paper can be painted, written and folded.

She sat in the room for a long time, designed a few more patterns, drew a rough sketch on the paper, memorized the details in her mind, and went back to think about it carefully.

Song Ju'an still didn't come back, she opened the curtain and went out, and heard Cai's scolding Song Yinhua in the hall and asked her to go out to find Song Ju'an and go home. But Song Yinhua was afraid of the dark and didn't dare to go out at night.

"Stop scolding, I'll go find it!" Du Ruo said impatiently to Cai's family.

Today is the tenth day of the first month, the moonlight is faintly sprinkled on the ground, on the eaves, although it is not very bright, but it can also walk at night.

She made a big circle and relied on her memory to reach the village school.

Speaking of a school, in fact, there is only one thatched house, which is a place for the teacher to review homework and rest and work, and the shed built next to it is a place for students to take classes, and there are more than a dozen tables and chairs under the shed. The long wood, tables and chairs that used to build the shed were all solid wood, but with the erosion of time, they have now slipped away and turned black.

Song Ju'an was not in a thatched hut, but sat under the shed, sitting on the podium, reading and writing with a pen, and a kerosene lamp lit on the table, reflecting the warmth of his face.

Du Ruo walked up to him and said nonchalantly: "Go back to eat!" ”

Song Ju'an looked up at her, his expression was quite indifferent, "Wait a moment." He said, bowing his head and continuing to write.

Du Ruo glanced around, then stepped off the podium and picked a seat to sit on.

On the wooden table, I don't know which naughty and naughty student carved many lines, deep and shallow crisscrossed, and she stroked it with her hand to pass the time.

Looking up, Song Ju'an is wearing an old white cotton robe today, and the cloth woven by himself is relatively coarse, and the slightly better ones are all taken out and sold for money. If you look closely, you will find that there are a lot of pimples on it, and the lines are not neat, and there are not many clothes to change, which are always washed and washed. But now that he was far away, the oil lamp was dim, and in a trance he thought he was a white-faced scholar who read at night.

At this time, there should be someone with red sleeves to add fragrance, lightly held with plain hands, and accompanied by warmth.

Du Ruo looked away, she read too many novels, and always thought about what she didn't have, besides, Song Ju'an didn't deserve it at all, he just couldn't support the mud on the wall, nested in the countryside of the ridge, and had no lofty ambitions.

She lightly drew lines with her fingers on the table, conceiving the pattern, and the embroidery samples that she had cut before were given to Zhou, and she was going to cut more these days, but she didn't know if it would work to sell the embroidery samples directly in the market.

Song Ju'an paused as he wrote, turned his wrist to hold the pen, frowned and glanced at the book, and then glanced over the front rows of tables to look in the direction of Du Rulan.

Du Rulan rarely sits so quietly, even if she is afraid of him, but with him, she always has nothing to say.

She has been groomed every day recently, and her words and deeds are very different from before, occasionally revealing her previous vulgarity, but he can't find any flaws, this woman has no disguise, Du Rulan has never had a sister, there can be no two identical people in this world.

She is more diligent than before, and although she works in the fields for a while and rests for most of the day, she also does her best. Even when she began to think about making money these days, he was amazed at her skill in drawing and cutting, which did not look at all like the work of this stupid woman Du Shi.

Even she gradually showed disgust for him, making him a little unpredictable. He can't keep someone around him who can't be controlled.

Song Ju'an saw her lying there, motionless with her arm pillow for a long time, so he packed up the things on the table, stacked the books and took them to the house, blew out the lights, and then groped out.

"Gone!" He said.

Du Ruo hadn't fallen asleep either, and when she heard him talking, she immediately sat up and found that the oil lamp had been extinguished, but she quickly adapted to the darkness, got up and walked with him towards the outside of the school.

The two of them walked one after the other, Du Ruo was still thinking about it in his head, preparing to go to Zhou Ning's grandmother's house tomorrow, 'ask' some questions from her, and recognize a master, so that she could cut whatever she wanted in the future, even if it was something that Du Rulan had not seen before, or something that the people around her had not seen, she could use the excuse to push Zhou Ning's grandmother.

When passing by the door of Zhao San's house to the east of the Song family, Du Ruo inadvertently glanced at their fence gate and found that there was a person standing behind, the person was motionless, and he couldn't see clearly if he didn't look carefully, so Song Ju'an didn't notice it.

Du Ruo was startled for a moment, and then suddenly realized that it was Zhao Jinbao!

Seeing Du Ruo look over, Zhao Jinbao laughed a few times and turned his head in Du Ruo's direction.

Song Ju'an glanced at him, walked to the door and opened the wooden door and entered, Du Ruo 'bah' Zhao Jinbao twice in his heart, and hurriedly followed in, that day Zhao Jinbao followed her outside the village to use force, she hadn't settled accounts with him!

Song Yinhua brought the warm food in the pot to the hall, and while Song Ju'an was eating, he listened to Cai's story about what happened when the village chief brought his daughter-in-law to the house today, mixed with crying and abuse.

Du Ruo sat in the west room, listened vaguely for a moment, suddenly got up and opened the wooden box placed at the head of the bed, took out a small box from it, and took the white jade and silver hairpin in her hand.

Squatting on the ground and looking at it for a moment, she said silently: "Du Shi, I'm going to be sorry for you, this is your only dowry, I'm going to take it as a dowry, I have to make money, and when I have money in the future, I'll redeem it for you." ”

“…… Maybe I can't redeem it, I'll do my best......"

She blew on the hairpin, put it under her pillow, and went to bed.

The next day, when Song Ju'an went to the school to help, he opened the door just in time to see Du Ruo squatting not far from home, scribbling on the ground with a branch in his hand.

Song Ju'an walked up to her and glanced down at the random lines on the ground, the dirt was turned up and pinches away, and Du's hands were also stained with mud.

"Let's go!" Du Ruo said to him, still keeping his head down.

Song Ju'an took a few steps back, his face puzzled, but Du Shi did countless foolish things, and he didn't have time to deal with them one by one.

"I won't come back for dinner at noon, so I don't have to go to the school to call me." He spoke.

Du Ruo raised his head and looked up at him, "Don't you come back for lunch every day in the future?" ”

"Not necessarily."

"Eat as much as you can! After a long time, it also saves a lot of food! Did you talk to your parents? ”

"Got it."

"That's okay, when they see that you don't come back, they will ask someone to look for you, go!" After Du Ruo finished speaking, she continued to scribble with the branches, she was just looking for the feeling of painting.

Song Ju'an turned around and left.

Seeing that he was far away, Du Ruo threw away the branches in his hand, stood up and clapped his hands, and took the time to go to Zhou Ning's mother-in-law.

Zhou Ning's mother-in-law is in her sixties, her wife is dead, she has only one daughter, she is married far away, and she does not often come back to her parents' house, she lives alone, two dilapidated thatched houses, no yard, and there are no people around.

knocked on the door, there was the sound of a stool moving, and after a long time, the wooden door creaked open, and Zhou Ning's mother-in-law appeared in front of her hunched over, her cloudy eyes opened carefully to identify who it was.