Everything was as expected. Enchang walked into the mill house with the stars on his head, first pinched a handful of lentils in the corner of the wall, and then pinched a handful of dry wood and walked into the mill, but saw that the stove in the back room was burning red. He didn't think much of it, but lit the oil lamp, and the bowl was embedded in the hollow wall with a lookout platform inside and out, so that the room could borrow light from the inside and outside. With the lights on, Eun Chang could see the steam rolling on the stove in the outhouse, and the warm steam mist rippled out the tempting aroma of rice. Lifted the lid of the pot and sure enough, there were a few of his smooth vegetables awake on the bamboo drawer, he thought it was Xiangjiu's pity, he took a few bites while it was hot, and he didn't let his stomach go, so he heard a few cat meows from the back room, like a cat calling spring, and not like, like a woman's voice, to this point, although he was puzzled, there was still Xiangjiu in his stomach. I was in the outhouse and listened to the wall in the inner room, and before I could think about it, a woman's delicate voice came from the inner room: Didn't scare you, did you? Blessed are you! When you're full, sneak into the house, it's so beautiful that you ••••••. Hearing that the tone was wrong, Enchang hurriedly picked up the burning stick and lifted the curtain into the house, and by the light shadow and water mist, he saw a ball of white meat flashing on the kang, and then looked closely, only to see a naked woman standing on the kang, with a white fat face with drunken eyes, while twisting her waist, and not saying a word, only waving her hand softly at him. The woman's appearance is indescribably beautiful, and she is only in her thirties in a trance, with a big face, and the two white rabbits shaking their heads under their chins are embedded in their eyes, and there is a red mole on the side of the mole. She protects her hands in her crotch, wanting to cover it, white as a green onion, and the ink is dancing with her fingers. Enchang's eyes were away for a while, and it was like a red cloud pouring rain in front of him, and he was stunned for a while, and his throat was suddenly dry. The cow on the kang was full of branches, and he seemed to be choking in his throat, and he whispered softly: Little kiss, sister-in-law begs you to •••••• once. Before he could say anything, he turned around and shook his two fat buttocks, and slipped into the quilt.

Nothing happened, and time seemed to freeze instantly. The Enchang on the floor of the house is a little unbearable, as long as he takes a step forward, the story may be rewritten. But since Xiangjiu put the pot of scarlet and gorgeous willow leaf peach in his own wall trench, the willow leaf peach and the mill house have formed a lotus flower that is side by side. Since then, the fifteen gates and one street have sung a long and resentful folk song. The hot woman on the kang, gently swaying the willow reminded him of the willow leaf peach blossom, the peach blossom opened on the heart branch, and there was a distant flute sound. The sound of the arrow shaft and flute reminded him of a heart-pounding woman who fed him enough rice wine to keep him awake for the rest of his life. At this moment, Trance Xiangjiu stood on his head, standing like a sleeping willow in front of a house, standing like a sky full of stars, and standing like a bright moon •••••• hanging in the sky. Niu Manzhi saw Enchang standing on the floor of the house in a daze, so he pretended to be surprised: Yo~~~, I didn't see that it was still a Liba, no, I'm afraid it's not the same time as the one called Liu Yetao, and the face is short, or my sister-in-law will teach you? Manzhi answered the call and went down to the ground to pull Enchang, Enchang was so frightened that he turned around and ran to the gate, and turned around, and saw Niu Manzhi leaning on the door frame of the milling house, and he was naked, like the moon pulling the treetops. Enchang was afraid that others would listen to jokes, and he didn't dare to squeak if he had something to say, and he didn't dare to go back to the milling room, so he walked around with his heartbeat full of worries, and inadvertently walked to three steps and two bridges, and saw the autumn clouds covering the moon and scattering a pool of water birds.

Enchang thought that the wind was blowing away, so he acted as if nothing had happened, and he didn't even break the crescent moon for Xiangjiu. It has only been stopped for two days, and the cow with the worm in her belly is still not dead, she doesn't believe in the fat that feeds her mouth, and Enchang can not be moved, just like the clouds in the spring love mountain, the wind blows away, and the cloud dream is steaming like a thick. Enchang dodged Niu Manzhi, but Niu Manzhi was like a moth's cobweb, the two tacitly concealed the three steps and two bridges, but they couldn't hide the water eaves grass in the road house, Niu Manzhi still forced Enchang to the corner. On that day, when the wind blew the cicadas on the dead branches to sizzle, fifteen gates and one street, planted in the winter sunset, Niu Manzhi forced Xu Enchang with his body into the old firewood stacks at the riverside behind the milling house. Enchang looked around in panic, looked at the sky and the earth, looked at the two bridges in three steps, looked at the grass and grain tun on the other side of the river, and longed to fly into a bird. Niu Manzhi smiled: Look at what scares you, can eat you? As he spoke, he lowered his pants. A country woman, although she wears cotton wool in the cold winter, is only tied with a piece of cloth around her waist, and when she is bald, the waistband of her pants is loosened into an open flower. Enchang knew what the woman wanted, so he dodged and tore the woman's hand. Niu Manzhi lost face, his face was gray, and he hit Enchang headlong, and his mouth was no longer a human voice: It's not sweet to the mouth, I have no face to live, it's better to die to show you! Enchang returned to his soul, and knew that the woman couldn't be recruited, so his mouth softened, so he persuaded him: You put on your clothes, I will call my sister-in-law. The branch closed the waistband of his trousers, twisted his face to look at the sky, rolled his eyes and his face was sour, Leng Ding took a sip, hated: Don't give your face! Obsessed with the fox, I wore crotch pants with the rich man to fight against land reform, when I didn't know? When it came to the shortcomings, Enchang became dry, as if he had stabbed him in the heart, and for a while, he didn't know how the blood surged up, and he walked away after falling in the face, turning the cow full of branches into dead branches and willows.

tore Niu Manzhi's face, how did Enchang know that he had made a lifelong mistake. Women hold grudges, women take out their hearts to the man in the picture, and pour a scoop of cold water on her, and they will hold a grudge for a lifetime.

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It was a snowy winter, and that winter was destined to be cold. Just after the beginning of winter, the plains and mountains north of Liuzhen were filled with snowflakes the size of copper coins. The overwhelming snow was blown up one after another, and the three steps and two bridges were wrapped into snow steamed buns. Gradually, the edelweiss flew into snow particles, and the snow particles flew in the wind like silver sand splashed all over the sky. The silver sand grabbed the ground, hitting the people's faces numbly and painfully, and grabbed the snow water on their faces. East of the Luanhe River to Yushui, the north of Hebei East Yansai, that year the north wind howled, and so on until the snow in the sky lined the green mountains in the distance out of the clear bone veins, the water along the village suddenly appeared red, but it was the new red lantern and the colorful silk waved by the Yangge team.

The bright red that can't be erased is the big red lantern hanging on the newly renovated gatehouse of Niu Manzhi's house, with the glorious military family written on it. The good news of Niu Manzhi's husband's meritorious service came from the front, which made Captain Han, who was in charge of the land reform of Shuiyanzhuang, deliberately render, and the gongs and drums of the Yangge team made Niu Manzhi stand out in Shuiyanzhuang, and he was hung in red overnight and was promoted as a banner of the poor peasant group. Niu Manzhi, who made meritorious contributions, really broke the earth, exposing the crime of Boss Ai's clever beautification scheme, seducing long-term workers to change acres of land and concealing land, and sabotaging land reform. The story is tortuous and vivid, and the blood-red and snow-white class struggle has added romantic and colorful words, which have risen for a while, attracting people's attention, and igniting the raging fire of the struggle for land reform in Shuiyanzhuang.

In an instant, the land reform movement was like a bamboo, and a story of wind and snow lifted the lid on the class struggle in Shuiyanzhuang. At first, Captain Han's heart ached, and the deep affection with Brother En's comrades-in-arms made him undecided, and in private he came to the grinding room to ask what was going on, and the honest Xu Enchang revealed his ambiguous private relationship with Liu Yetao, and Captain Han was angry and criticized Xu Enchang fiercely. Reason finally let the position prevail over emotion, and Captain Han slapped Eun Chang, angrily slammed the door and left the grinding room.

Niu Manzhi and her husband Xue Jing, a poor couple, know the past of fifteen gates and one street. I all know that Niu Manzhi, who has suffered and hated a lot since he was a child, has not had a good life since he and her husband Xue Jingcao got married. The two of them had a lot of trouble because of Xue Jing's money and ghosts. It is rumored in the village that the young Niu Manzhi was once lost to the silversmith Hu who went to the village and the township. Previously, Hu silversmith Shi Xiaoen Xiaohui made the belly of the branch bigger, and he abandoned it in chaos. In that chaotic year, Xue Jing, who was so poor that the walls were frosty, couldn't stand the painstaking advice of his family and relatives and friends, and married Niu Manzhi, who was pregnant, without spending a penny. Niu Manzhi, who dragged the oil bottle, was born Xue Xiaoman, and Xue Jing, who was strong-blooded, rarely stepped on the door of the house, and Xue Jing, who couldn't listen to gossip, never fell in love with his family, and wandered around the village street and town. Xue Jing, who was chased by gambling accounts and hid because of drunkenness and money, was chased to the cemetery in the west of the village by the creditor one day, and was hiding and seeking, when he suddenly heard the sound of crackling gunshots from the town of Liuzhen. At that time, there were three steps and two bridges, and the mountains not far to the north were the tug-of-war area between the enemy and us, and the Japanese puppet raiding teams stationed in Liuzhen and Yushui often encountered small groups of sneak attack troops of our army. This time it was unusual, as the guns of the pursuit from south to north became tighter and denser, Xue Jing, who was lying on the grave and was at a loss, collided with the fleeing man in a trance, and the two of them broke out in a cold sweat. Xue Jing's eyes were poisonous, and he recognized at a glance that the man who was chased in front of him was the shopkeeper Liu who was familiar with his acquaintances in the town, and the shopkeeper Liu was doing a big cloth business in the town, smuggling big cloth from outside the customs, and setting up an altar to recruit believers around the town. Xue Jing was confused, and he also became a believer in the name. When he was a moneymaker, he borrowed broken silver gambling money from his uncle Liu from his uncle in the village, and he still hasn't explained it. Xue Jing's brain reacted quickly, and at this time, he was in a hurry, and ripped off the sweaty felt hat on the head of the shopkeeper Liu, planted it on the grave, and pulled the cat's waist on the shopkeeper Liu. It turned out that the Hanging Yang Cave where the sheep herders rested on the mountain of the old city was the den where Xue Jing used to gather for gambling.

The two of them took a breath, and listened to the gunfire in the cemetery behind them gradually extinguished, and Xue Jing still felt sorry for the felt hat on the grave. The shopkeeper Liu, who escaped from danger, smiled, praised him for being alert, and smiled and promised to give him a big cloth. Beishan Eighth Road lacks salt and less cloth, Liu's shopkeeper is prosperous on all sides, Xue Jing has already heard that the two of them accompanied each other all the way to the old camp on Beishan Eighth Road overnight. At that time, the consistent road was very prosperous in the eastern part of Hebei, and for a while the fish and eyes were mixed, and the eight roads of Beishan were sent to cover people's eyes and ears, and some of them set up altars in the market town to gather people, and used the identity of the master of the Taoist altar as a cover. In the old camp of the Eighth Road, Xue Jingcai began to wonder about the true identity of the shopkeeper Liu, who did not solve the mystery, not only promised to give him a large cloth in the future, but also put on a brand-new eight-way military uniform for him.