readx;? Qiao Liang is a man with insight and responsibility, he can bear everything for the happiness of his daughter Qiao Xiaojing's life, and he is willing to give everything, even if he is suppressed and spurned by the whole Dao clan. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

When Qiao Xiaojing came to the world, her father Qiao Liang and mother Chunhua poured their limited strength into their daughter, they lived happily and cheerfully, always feeling energetic and full of energy.

The young couple always encourage each other and look forward to the future, always like two energetic teenagers.

Unfortunately, for Qiao Xiaojing and her mother Chunhua, this kind of good time is too short.

Just when Qiao Xiaojing was in school, at this time she had finished junior high school and was studying in a primary and secondary school farther away from home, when bad luck suddenly befell Qiao Xiaojing's house, and at the same time, it also befell this sister-in-law who was only a teenager.

One day, my mother hung the washed clothes in the yard, and after a while, the wind blew, and the northwest wind blew stronger and stronger, and after a while, a few pieces of clothes fell to the ground, and my mother Chunhua hurriedly asked my father Qiao Liang to hang the clothes in the room where the sundries were stacked, and she carried the dirty clothes to the river to wash. Except in the cold winter, my mother always goes to the river to wash clothes.

After the mother left, the father Qiao Liang carried the clothes and hunched over into the room where the sundries were piled up, the clothes had not yet been dried, the raging northwest wind had blown the grass house from side to side, a crumbling look, the father saw that the situation was not good, grabbed the clothes and was about to run out, the house fell like a huge pot lid, and the father was tightly pressed underneath.

This Qiao Liang endured the pain and pain, and kept struggling, blood splattering everywhere like a fountain, and his fingers were struggling to scratch on the ground, desperately trying to crawl out of this thick ruin.

Hatefully, the blood blurred his eyes, and his eyes were a blurry red, and he couldn't see anything else......

Although Qiao Xiaojing did not witness the tragic disaster of her father Qiao Liang, she was no longer by her father's side at that time, but Qiao Xiaojing dreamed of her father's tragic death many times in her sleep, and this scene has been with her for almost her whole life.

The pillars of the family suffered a catastrophe, and for Qiao Xiaojing's mother and daughter, the sky collapsed. The two of them always wash their faces with tears, and after a year, Qiao Xiaojing and Chunhua are still sad alone from time to time, tears continue, and their lives are bleak.

When Qiao Liang was alive, he would do something else to make a living as soon as he had a farming slack, although he could not say that he had no worries about food and clothing, but he could also maintain his daily life, and in general, his life was passable. Now the orphans and widows have nothing to rely on, and their lives are very bleak, and they have shown signs of decay.

The most pitiful thing is Qiao Xiaojing, she is still a child, and she doesn't know how to support herself at all, but the cruel reality requires her to face the helplessness and suffering of life early.

Qiao Xiaojing was originally the hope of Qiao Liang and Chunhua, living happily like a princess all day long, except for her studies, almost everything else did not need her to do, and now this "useless scholar" has become a burden on the family--- not only does not work, the main thing is to be powerless, and every year she has to reach out from the family to ask for money to pay various school fees.

Mother Chunhua, like all women in the northwest countryside, except for housework, and then put her mind on those few acres of barren land, there is no other money-making craft, she can only hope that the crops will grow better, the wind and rain will be smooth, and she will collect a few catties of grain.

At the same time, the mother Chunhua also took advantage of the busy farming interval to clean up the wasteland around the yard, planting a few locks of leeks, a few locks of cabbage and cabbage, and a palm-sized piece of white radish.

However, living in this way is not a long-term solution, the villagers saw that her mother Chunhua was busy alone, and had to support a student, life was too hard, so someone suggested that she take another step forward and find someone to live with, at least she could share some of the pressure of life for her, she felt that the child was still young, and she was afraid of wronging the child, so she politely refused every time.

As time went by, the days got worse and worse, and the pressure became more and more intense, and the villagers couldn't bear to see their mother's tireless work, and suggested that she find another man.

The affairs of men and women have always been the things that can arouse people's interest, especially the middle-aged widows, and they are the topics of private discussion......

For Qiao Xiaojing and her mother Chunhua, they are both lucky in this regard, more than a year has passed, and the entire village, including Qiao Laosi, who opened his mouth to be right and wrong, did not hear a trace of rumors about this.

To tell the truth, since his father Qiao Liang left, his mother has indeed been disheartened with her marital feelings, and she has no idea of remarrying from the bottom of her heart.

After being introduced, Liu Ma, a man in his forties who had never been married, entered the life of his mother Chunhua.

Mother didn't think about holding a wedding, she just wanted to go through the motions, she was a man who had a partner to live with, but the patriarch Qiao Baocai thought it was inappropriate: "Xiaojing's father suffered a catastrophe and brought bad luck to your family, so it's just a good thing to change your luck." Of course, Liu Ma, the man who is about to become Xiaojing's stepfather, is still unmarried after all, which is too simple and inappropriate. ”

Mother Chunhua's attitude is that it doesn't matter, as long as she can live a good life, as for pomp, it doesn't matter if you talk about it or not.

The villagers all felt that Qiao Baocai's words were pertinent, and they had taken care of both aspects, and they should "make a lively scene".

A day or two before the wedding, a small number of villagers, regardless of men, women and children, were already busy, some people were looking for a five-foot cauldron in the whole village, some ran around to collect stools and tables, and some mobilized the villagers to take out some food and vegetables to help Chunhua cope with the marriage.

The old men held a long handful of dry tobacco pots in their mouths, and instructed the young people to work inside and outside the courtyard of Qiao Xiaojing's house.

A group of old ladies with good eyesight took scissors to face the bright light outside the window to cut the happy words, cut the window flowers, the big red happy words were posted on the walls and the doors of each house, and suddenly looked jubilant; the dragon and phoenix Chengxiang, Guanyin sent the child and other windows were pasted on the windows one after another, which was both vivid and funny, and vivid, and added an auspicious and festive atmosphere.

Ignorant children also competed to make a fuss, as if they had met the New Year, shouting and screaming in groups, running from east to west, all of them were so lively and uncomfortable.

The auspicious day of the zodiac has finally arrived, the sky is bright, and Qiao Xiaojing's house is lively inside and outside.

Fight the table for the table, make the fire for the fire, hold the firewood for the firewood, and chop the vegetables for the chopping ...... In short, everything is in order.

Although there are only about 30 families in the village, there are really a lot of people who come to participate in the happy event, and most of the villagers have come, which shows that Qiao Xiaojing's mother and daughter are good people in Qiaojia Village, and their popularity is also good, and people are willing to help them.

This Qiao Xiaojing looked at the tables of different sizes There are only three tables, no matter how they put together, they can't sit so many people, and many people have no place to sit and can only stand, so she took it upon herself and called two strong laborers to let them unload the four door panels of the house and use them as temporary dining tables, so a long slippery door panel was placed in a somewhat narrow courtyard.

"You're so smart! A lot of people didn't think of that, even my father. Qiao Baocai's second son, Qiao Shuangxi, stood beside Qiao Xiaojing, looked at Qiao Xiaojing stupidly, and smiled hehehe.

This Qiao Shuangxi was born in the same year as Qiao Xiaojing, with a difference of less than three months, and he is a shy child by nature, and his reaction seems to be slower than ordinary people. No matter what others say, he always has a smile on his face, many people think that he has a problem with his brain, judging from the many things that will happen to him in the future, he is not stupid at all, just a little silly.

"Brother Shuangxi, you're really joking. Except for her father Qiao Liang, no other man has ever praised him, this Qiao Shuangxi is the first, and it is also in front of everyone, Qiao Xiaojing is embarrassed to talk to him, and went to the kitchen with her head down.

In the kitchen, because the fire was all the firewood that had just been split, it was not completely dry, and I saw the smoke under the pot, and the women who were standing on the edge of the pot stove were choking on the smoke and coughing, but in order not to delay the major events of Qiao Xiaojing's family, they pulled up their aprons with one hand, covered their mouths, and stir-fried vegetables with one hand, which neither delayed the speed nor affected the quality.

Seeing plates of steaming and fragrant dishes brought out one after another, and placed in front of these men sitting on the table and the door panel, they finally lost their concentration and began to have fun, which caused everyone to laugh constantly, and the women were embarrassed to listen any longer, and ran into the kitchen one by one with their mouths covered, and after a while, the kitchen also resounded with hearty laughter.

At this time, Qiao Baocai's eldest son, Qiao Dexi, came to everyone panting with two big black and shiny jars between his arms, put the two big guys on the door panel, grabbed the placket and wiped the sweat on his face, the villagers knew that the jar was filled with wine, but deliberately teased Shuangxi and said: "Shuangxi, what is the jar that your brother got is in it, tired like that?"

Qiao Shuangxi stood on the edge of the kitchen, staring at the kitchen all the time, as if he was waiting for Qiao Xiaojing, he only glanced at the two big jars, and said with a smile: "Don't you know when you open it?"

The crowd burst out laughing.

The red apricot at the west end of the village leaned against the kitchen door frame and said lightly: "Double happiness is not stupid at all!"

"Two jars of sorghum wine, there are about twenty pounds of weight, I will carry it alone, can I not be tired?" Qiao Dexi put his hands on his waist and gasped.

A villager laughed and said, "You have brought so much wine, I don't know if this bridegroom can drink?"

Qiao Baocai said with a smile: "We can't care about this, can we drink, I have to ask your aunt." ”

Qiao Xiaojing's mother didn't squeak, but Hongxing, who was leaning against the door frame, said lukewarmly: "Everyone is like you, a wine barrel." ”

It caused everyone to laugh again.

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