Chapter 1: Rebirth
readx;? It was very cold, she could feel her stiff limbs not obeying the call, even if she tried to eat, she did succeed in opening her eyelids, but everywhere she could see, it was full of shadows, and she couldn't see it at all. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
Her ears were full of mixed voices, or whispering, or gloating, or shouting accusations, or screaming and justifying, and she heard it vaguely. But one thing is certain, and that is that I've never heard such a strange tone. But strangely, when she gave up opening her eyes and focused on listening, she understood.
Even though it was all a patchwork of words, she quickly realized that her current situation was not good.
She threw herself into the river.
Because of his discord with his eldest sister-in-law, he was wrongfully accused of stealing money again and again, although his brother still had no words, his expression was suspicious and regretful, and he clearly placed the blame on her.
At a young age, she was so angry that for the first time in her life she mustered up the courage to leave home at dawn and commit suicide by throwing herself into the river.
It's so stupid, if it was her Yan Shunhua, she wouldn't do it. It's not my own fault, I actually stupidly ran to jump into the river, wanting to wash away my grievances by dying, but I forgot that there is another sentence called "jumping into the Yellow River can't wash it away", and if you die, you will die in vain.
Well, no, it's obviously the river she jumped into, why does she have a feeling that she didn't do the bastard thing herself?
She wondered a little in a daze, what was wrong? She was both present and out of the way, everything was so vague, everything was so absurd.
She forced herself to think hard, and if she could, she would like to scratch her ears and cheeks or even pat her head, but she didn't think of anything, her body was cold, and she couldn't even move a finger.
Just when she was drowsy with nothing to do, a terrible scream suddenly rang out, reaching the sky. Someone pushed through the crowd, stumbled to their knees in front of her, picked her up, and whimpered and cried.
"Little girl, little girl, my son, what crime have you suffered...... It's all my mother's fault, why are my little girl's hands so cold? Mother took you to your house, don't be afraid, don't be afraid......"
Although her body trembled like a leaf in the wind, the grief-stricken woman still trembled and hugged her, the strength was not gentle at all, and even strangled her waist and abdomen with hot pain, but it made her feel inexplicably aggrieved and reassured.
"Mother, what are you doing with your sister in your arms? She has long since died, and her body is hard, and it will be bad luck for the whole family to bring it back...... Ah, mother, what are you going to do, Yan Zhaoming, why don't you hurry up!"
"Mother, don't be angry, Rou Niang didn't mean that, she just, just ......"
A handsome-looking young man stood in front of the woman, allowing the woman's feet to keep kicking his body, while protecting his wife and daughter, while comforting his own mother, but he was clumsy, and he couldn't say any more after explaining.
"Mother, what are you doing so hard? Zhaoming's legs are going to be bruised, you don't feel sorry for me, there is no reason to beat filial piety in the world!"
I don't know if I was really afraid of hurting my son's leg, or because I was angry and angry, so I lost some strength, but the woman finally stopped under the persuasion of the neighbor, but the hands holding her daughter became more and more pale, and her face was full of tears.
"Hey, things are already like this, you better let the child into the ground as soon as possible, don't cry and hurt your own body. ”
"Yes, Zhaoming damn, it's really sad for a white-haired person to send a black-haired person, but the children have already gone, and you still have two girls to take care of. ”
"Poor little girl, a little doll, at such a young age...... Hey, who would have thought that she would run to the river alone early in the morning to play......? Dog, the next time you dare to take your sister to the river to pick wildflowers, I'll break your dog's legs!"
"Oh, hey, mother, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts! Don't twist my ears, can't I be obedient? I didn't take Yan Xiaoya to play, what are you doing with all your energy? I, ......
There were a few three or four-year-old village children who were ignorant of the world, and when they saw the older dog baby being beaten and scolded by his own mother, they all laughed, clapping their hands and pointing at him and shouting, "The dog baby has long dog legs, come and see."
The act of laughing was immediately reprimanded by their parents, and the village children soon drooped their little heads in fear or frustration and died down.
"Mother, just listen to Aunt Chunhua, don't be angry. The eldest sister and the second sister followed the second aunt to the town early in the morning, and the father is now home alone, and the younger sister is like this...... Shall we hurry up and carry her home?"
"It's just that I haven't had time to fill my stomach when I encounter such an unfortunate thing early in the morning. Mother, you might as well send Xiaoya to the mass grave at the foot of the mountain as soon as possible, and hurry home to cook. Xiao Nier and I can endure hunger, but my father is still paralyzed on the bed waiting for the stars and the moon to eat, and Zhaoming has to eat before he has the strength to go to the ground, otherwise the whole family will drink the northwest wind. ”
Yan Zhaoming tugged at his daughter-in-law's sleeve and motioned for her to say less.
Fang Rouniang snorted, for her husband's sake, she didn't talk about the dead Yan Xiaoya again. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw his daughter spitting, and wiped the sucked fingers on his sleeve, and hurriedly put her on the ground.
"Stand by yourself, eat, eat, and be careful that your saliva chokes you. If you're hungry, put up with me, your father and mother haven't eaten yet, and they will only swallow saliva and spit all day long. One day, if I can't open the pot at home, I will kick you to death first, and then find a rope to hang yourself in Lao Yan's house. ”
Little Nier was so frightened that she cried and immediately hugged her legs, "Mother, don't kick to death, don't hang, woo, don't die......"
"The old lady is not dead yet, why are you crying dead girl? Don't cry, believe it or not, the old lady will kick you now. ”
"Rou Niang, why are you talking so loudly? ”
"Yan Zhaoming, you dare to yell at me?! You are not a man, the old lady was blind back then, so she would listen to your rhetoric and marry you!"
One pushed, pushed, and shoved, and the other held his daughter and let his fists fall on his body, his face was red and he didn't say a word.
"Poof, it's the first time that I, Song Zhaodi, know that Zhaoming, nicknamed 'Stuffy Gourd', can still talk flatteringly. ”
"Haha, interesting, Zhaoming, you really gave us the face of the head of the Yan family, and the girl Fang fell in love with your dream without looking at your face......
"Whatever virtue is, say a few words. ”
The farce lasted for a long time, and finally the old man who couldn't see it stopped it, and the woman with a sad face took out a hand and pointed at Fang Rouniang tremblingly for a long time, and finally had to gasp for a while because of the agitation.
"Don't think that no one knows what you're doing, people are watching it, you can deceive my foolish son, fool the villagers, don't try to hide it from me. Someday, someday......"
What will happen one day, she didn't continue, but withdrew her hand with a gloomy face, tightened the cold body in her arms, and tears burst out of her eyes again.
Yan Shunhua felt groggy and uncomfortable.
Something hot hit the face little by little, snaking from the forehead to the eye sockets, and crawling down the bridge of the nose and down the chin. She subconsciously wanted to speak, but her mouth was a cough that couldn't be stopped, as if even her lungs were about to cough out.
The noisy crowd around was as silent as death for a moment.