"Ouch, don't let the cold water splash on your body." A 48-year-old woman shouted from behind, pulling the woman in front of the well backwards as she shouted. She didn't pull when the water splashed just now, and deliberately reacted after the water splashed on her body.

When the woman saw that someone was disturbing her rituals, her quiet face was immediately filled with anger, her willow eyebrows were upside down, her apricot eyes were wide open, and she turned around and was about to scold, when she saw that the "woman" who pulled her was the mother of her newlywed husband, the anger on her face suddenly turned into grievance. She took her mother-in-law's hand and complained, "Oh, mother-in-law, didn't you tell everyone before you came?" Don't disturb me when I'm doing something, and all I want you to do is follow me and recite the message. Why don't you listen? ”

The woman did not blame herself, shook off her daughter-in-law's hand vigorously, waved it and said, "Am I not sorry for you? At night, the well water is cold and cold, and splashing it is not good for your body. What if it affects the grandchild in the womb? The woman glanced at everyone present and said disdainfully: "Besides, our family has already dug a well by itself, why do you bother to make peace?" Whoever wants to drink water will come by himself! The woman's words crackled like firecrackers, and the spit splattered her daughter-in-law's face.

Although this ugly thing was not said by this young daughter-in-law, she felt a hot face in front of so many pairs of eyes. Squint at this person, then at that person, and make an embarrassed smile.

"You're done, right?" A gray-haired old man asked the woman, and when she saw that the woman nodded, he said, "Okay, okay, the Dharma is done, let's go back as soon as possible." The new daughter-in-law has not been in our village for a long time, and she really shouldn't be embarrassed. After the old man finished speaking, he secretly glanced at the stingy "woman", and saw that she was still wearing an old face, so he said: "This is a good deed for the whole village, and it is also a matter of accumulating virtue and blessings." will definitely bless the young daughter-in-law to give birth to a good doll, and the old man will also be blessed. ”

Only then did the "woman" smile and nodded again and again: "That's as it should be, I must give birth to a good doll." ”

At this statement, the young woman's face turned even redder.

When the old man saw that the reconciliation between his mother-in-law and daughter-in-law had been reconciled, he beckoned everyone to go home. The old man has been a duck catcher for many years, not only knows the duck's "sex", but also knows the "nature" of people, even beckoning everyone to go back, he also swings up and down with his arms open, like chasing ducks ashore.

Everyone left the well together. After walking for more than ten steps, the old man caught up with the young woman, deliberately avoiding the "woman" and asked, "Was there any serious consequences for being disturbed by your mother-in-law just now?" Can the well water be cleaned again? ”

The young woman whispered, "I don't know. I've always just watched my dad do things, and I rarely do it myself, so I don't have a lot of experience. ”

"Oh." The old man nodded, stopped making a sound, and stepped on a slightly rickety shadow and returned to his house.

In the middle of the night, the old man heard the crowing of chickens outside the village. It wasn't just him, everyone else in the village heard it.

The rooster crows much earlier than before, and the crows are very 'chaotic'. The rhythm of the crowing is very mixed, the rooster cries like a wave "tide", running from the east of the village to the west of the village for a while, and running from the south of the village to the north of the village for a while, as if someone is surrounding the village to steal chickens, alarming the chickens here or there, and as if the chickens outside the village have coincidentally held a premeditated and planned recital.

Careful people also found such a rule, when the chickens in the east of the village sang the highest "tide", the chickens in the west of the village "cooed" in their throats, as if discussing something together. And when the chickens in the west of the village opened their throats and chirped, the chickens in the east of the village muttered in their throats again.

Just when the people in the village were awakened from their dreams on the bed by this sudden rooster crow, and they looked around blankly and didn't know what to do, the rooster crow suddenly fell silent, and there was no even a "cooing" sound.

The noise passed suddenly, but the silence of the environment was exchanged for uneasiness. All the people in the village lay motionless on their beds, and they didn't even dare to turn over easily. The old man and the young daughter-in-law, including the "milk" and "milk" at that time, are all staring at the yellowed mosquito nets or the blackened bed ceiling above with their eyes open, waiting for something that will or will not come later.

Such aimless waiting or hope is painful, and no one knows what will happen after the noise or nothing will happen. The entire village reached a serenity, death-like tranquility......

"Ding."

"Ding-ding."

"Dingding......

People with keen hearing first heard sounds coming from the rooftop. At first extremely subtle, so subtle that it is almost inaudible, then slowly grows larger, and then larger, but slightly subtle; Then it gets bigger, then bigger, and finally it rings out unreservedly and generously.

"Jingle bell."

"Jingle bell."

"Dangdangdang......"

At first, only the roofs of a few houses rang, and then half of the roofs of the village followed.

"It's raining!" I don't know who shouted out with all their might. His cry was heard by many of the people who slept in their beds. The night in the countryside is too quiet, or maybe the sealing of the house in the countryside is too poor, and the soul that is not very loud can be heard by the vast majority of people, "Baby, come back, it's late, go home ......", and then the voice of the child in the house came: "I know, I'll come back, I'll come back......" Countless black "color" nights in the countryside were filled with such a long sound, and even seeped into everyone's dreams like water. So let alone this desperate shout.

"It's raining, you listen, it's raining outside." The desperate cry seemed to touch a language switch, and many couples in the bed, or minor brothers, or close sisters, all exchanged their heads and talked about each other.

The other half of the village stretched out their hands from the window, palms facing the sky, and did not receive a drop of rain.

The moon snuck away long before people knew it. All the windows in the village were so dark that they were soaked in ink bottles, and there was no change in the outside. For them, who had been working all day in the fields, it was just a waking dream, and they had no time or desire to discern between truth and falsehood, illusion or reality. Just like farming, everything has to wait until the sun rises tomorrow.