The young woman was sitting by the river at this time, with flowers and plants on the bank, butterflies fluttering, bees chasing after her, and fish making waves, what a wonderful world. Although the scenery is pleasant, but the heart is depressed, even if there are thousands of styles, it is also boring.

married to such a husband, born in the world, the grass and trees are autumn, other people's husbands are personable, but his own husband is a thin person. I don't understand the amorous feelings, but I don't know how to be jealous, in order to survive, I can give up my own women! Such a man, and he still has to be his wife, is really blindless, and he makes people.

Sitting so depressed by the river, and the river went east, rushing in the vast world, seeing that the sky was twilight, and looking around, where was my way home? Speechless for a moment. All that can be heard is the murmuring of water, carrying the smallest flower, in a hurry, and never to return.

Hate the world does not grow a strong man, at this time sit beside him, close to each other, intimate, can stay together for a hundred years, when he goes west, he should also smile Jiuquan. However, what else is there to accompany you at this time? It's just the cold wind by this little river, nothing more than one or two small merciless clouds in the sky, and nothing else, nothing.

The young woman thought of her mother at this time, it was really terrible and vicious, there are thousands of men in the world, but what to leave for herself, and match her beautiful face like the moon wheel, but it is such an unbearable thing! At this time, I couldn't stop cursing my mother in my heart, no, how could she, as a mother, scold the mud by the river, and by the way, scold the beautiful flowers in the swaying wind. But you must not scold your mother!

At this time, I scolded for a while without knowing who I was scolding in my heart, and I was quite distressed for a while, feeling that it was better to marry such a husband than to marry this little river. Yes, when the weather turns hot and the heat is unbearable, you can plunge into the river and cool yourself for a while. And what does the husband bring to himself, it seems that there is nothing, does God mean that he should take care of this emaciated man and not someone else to protect himself? Who knows.

The river gradually rose, because it was raining, and the rain kept washing over the banks, and a lot of mud and sand stones were swept into the river, and in a blink of an eye, they disappeared again. If I were like the sand and the stones, then I would have dared to be in love, and I would not know anything, the boring sky, the thin body of my husband, and the disgusting cough.

But how is this possible? Can't do it, can't do it. The rain was chaotic and merciless at this time, sprinkled on the ground, and made some splashes, but it was not beautiful, no matter how hard you tried, this posture was not good-looking.

At this time, I heard someone shouting to myself, I must have heard it wrong, this rainy day, in addition to the terrible sound of the rain, what else can I hear? I couldn't hear anything, what I heard in my heart was nothing more than the voice of Uncle Feng sitting in his hut and getting drunk, what else was there? No, nothing.

This Uncle Feng, I don't look at my age, and I'm still so bored, does Fenghua Xueyue also belong to the old guy? The young woman thought so in her heart, if there was no Uncle Feng, she would still be able to live her life, and she would not be inconvenient to wear clothes, nor would she be able to walk out of her thatched hut and wear a pair of tattered pants.

As soon as Uncle Feng arrived, his life was already overwhelmed, but he couldn't help this person, yes, what could he do with him? Besides, her husband has also beaten others, and at this time, people come to seek revenge, this is the will of God, is it to blame others?

The young woman was sitting by the river at this time, facing the flowing water to the east, and her heart was blank, and it was so dark at night. The lights were lit up in twos and threes, and when the lights flickered, they seemed to be blown away by the wind again, and those who remained by the river for a while were only themselves.

A rope appeared by the river for no reason, although this rope is long, and I know where it hangs, but when I look at the moon ring, it is really good-looking. Why is there a rope in the sky, and where is it hanging, I don't know, and I don't want to ask.

This rope is good, reflecting the moonlight, you can see that this rope is still shining, and at this time the mood is very depressed, so I walk towards the rope. I touched it, this rope is really good, touching it in my hand, it is like touching my mother's face back then, just touching it so gently, all the horror, all the helplessness and pain, all gone.

But, for some reason, my instinct told me that this rope must not be touched, although it smelled even faintly scented. Yes, under the moon wheel, this rope gradually turned into a snake, a snake with a pattern.

The young woman closed her eyes and did not dare to look any more, not only did she not dare to look, but she did not want to stay any longer by the little river, and now she walked along the riverbed without ceasing, without purpose and without knowing the direction. But if you don't walk like this, you feel uncomfortable, and you even want to hit someone, but you can't beat others, and you can only beat your own children.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and it is unknown whether the small flowers on the roadside will all fall in this rain, or they will die forever. Walking by the river in extreme loneliness, the young woman was still in the same mood, there was no hope, no fear, at this time I really hoped to meet Uncle Feng and sit with him.

However, it was not Uncle Feng who appeared in front of him, but his husband, the thin little husband who kept coughing. Of course, compared to those who are widows and are kicked out of the house by their husbands for no reason, they are lucky. Although standing in front of him was just such a thin man.

"It's raining heavily, let's go home." So said the thin man.

The young woman lowered her head, and looked at it, the heavens and the earth were in chaos, only the miserable wind was whistling, where was there a home? But if you don't go back with this thin man, you wander by the river for no reason, and what if you run into a ghost?

I had to go back with the thin man, and what was waiting for me was nothing, no delicious meal, and no intoxicating smile. Waiting for him is nothing more than Uncle Feng, and his husband is afraid that Uncle Feng will beat him, so he is looking for himself to go back at this time, just to survive. Yes, when Uncle Feng's legs and feet were inconvenient, what did his husband do to others, can you blame Uncle Feng at this time?

Shouldn't you have beaten Uncle Feng, but Uncle Feng was beaten by her husband? At this time, the thin man walked in front, and the young woman followed behind, slowly walking towards their huts, even though they knew that Uncle Feng was waiting in their house, they still had to walk there.