Enchang is so entangled, he avoids Xiuwen, as if he owes Xiuwen affection, Xiuwen doesn't blame him, but respects Enchang more. The woman obviously misunderstood Enchang, thinking that it was a snowy day, Enchang changed his mind, greeted her in the snow, hurriedly unloaded the back basket, covered her face, didn't know whether to cry or laugh, for a long time, her eyes were red, she didn't say a word, regardless of the wind and snow, she tore off her headscarf, and was busy hitting the snowflakes on Enchang's body up and down. While beating, he said angrily: In this snowy day, I am not afraid of freezing. The voice is weak, but the heart is heartfelt. Enchang wanted to explain, but when the words came to his lips and swallowed back, he just rushed to carry the firewood and the flower basket for her.

On the silver-white snow, one after the other, two footprints walked out, and out of the erratic, thick ink and heavy color staggered and moved. Eun Chang walked fast, and the woman chased after her, waving the faded flower turban while grabbing, and followed Eun Chang left and right to pounce on the snowflakes that fell on Eun Chang's body. In the distance, the Liwan River looked wet and wet, looking at this pair of sons and women, drawing a chaotic and twisted curve on the snow. The cottage squatting by the bridge, let the snow cover its face, and it was clearly extinguished, blinking the lights that were always guessed. Only honor and disgrace are not shocked, and they are accustomed to the three steps and two bridges of the world's hearts, and look at these two people who return to the people on stormy nights.

Before he reached the ground, the long ridge field was only half a long ridge field, and the enchang who was buried in the firewood basket sighed, and disappeared without a trace. Fortunately, the embroidery who followed closely was clever, and Mom retracted her legs, and watched Enchang and his people with the basket fall into the collapsed black hole of the earth together. Xiuwen screamed, thinking that Enchang had fallen into a deep well in the snow, and was panicking and shouting, after a while, there was a human voice in the cave below, and he only heard the trembling and low roar below: Stop! Tell me to kill you again! The woman was immediately silenced. After a while, a few carrots were thrown up from the hole in the ground, and the embroidered text was confused, and after a while, two cabbages were thrown up under the hole. Xiuwen was confused, Enchang struggled to emerge from the entrance of the cave, and said to Xiuwen: Don't say anything, don't wait for me, you pick up things and go! Before leaving, I told again: Go before the head, pick up things, and sew your mouth shut! As soon as he finished speaking, someone blocked the hole with straw. Xiuwen thought for a while, and hurriedly stuffed things into the basket like a baby. In this famine year, radish and cabbage, like picking up life, Xiuwen knew that Enchang was not in the way, and he didn't care about it, so he pulled his legs and walked away.

Xu Enchang, who fell to the bottom, also took a long time to come to his senses, and the cave was panicked for a while, and someone shook him with a flashlight, in order to block the mouth on the top, he threw something up. Enchang was shocked, only to know that because of the blessing of misfortune, someone in the field dug a vegetable cellar, the vegetable cellar is very bizarre, it seems that this is the secret of a village in a famine year. There are a few men hidden in the cellar, and they are familiar with the sounds in the dark, and in a trance, there is the captain of the Luo pot in the team, and there is a father who has been alive for a long time, and who else is blurred. When Enchang saw a few people stuffing things into their pockets, his heart understood, and he quickly grabbed a pocket and put radish and cabbage into his death, and while pretending, he thought that it was fragrant for a long time, thought of the swollen nameless, and thought of the poor hungry ••••••. It was estimated that Xiuwen walked away, but Enchang did not listen to persuasion, and escaped with his pocket, and blocked the entrance of the cave tightly. Enchang took the eight generations of his ancestors and promised the people in the cave, and he didn't talk about the death, this famine year, the matter of people's lives, Enchang was also stained, and others were relieved. Who harbored this cellar of vegetables in this famine year? Enchang didn't tell Xiangjiu, this became the secret of the three steps and two bridges, and became the permanent dumb mystery of Shuiyanzhuang.

The bag of radish and cabbage really saved the emergency, and Xiangjiu ate it overnight with firewood and on the fire. The thick snow of the whole three-step two-bridge cottage was on the thick snow, and in the middle of the night, the cold moon was pitying, only the chimney of the Liu Yetao family was smoking, and the cooking smoke was very straight in the tranquility after the snow, very hesitant and ghostly. In addition to the cooking smoke, there is also a family man who is dying with a fragrant smell for a long time. Nameless ate a sweet meal, although there was no trace of clean food.

After the snow turned to dawn, Shui Yanzhuang heard the cry in the early morning. Outside the gatehouse of Liu Yetao's house, a collar of white flags was added. According to the customs of the hometown, the white banner paper tassel hanging on the lintel is dying in the year, and some people count the fifty flags and tassels that haunt the name, and sadly say that the nameless child has enjoyed the blessings, and there may be a mouthful of food for the dog's day in the underworld.

The pale fifteen gates of the street, the street like ghosts walked like mourning villagers, walking a few steps and then gasping and resting, thinking that it was a blessing to be nameless, and fortunately slept in the coffin of three new inside and outside. The white sun swayed in the sky. The world is clean, so quiet that flames emerge, and bones are pulled. Heaven and earth are like lies, only the three steps and two bridges where the three villages meet, and the heartless Liwan River under their feet, are talking with the stone arch bridge.

On the day of the funeral, the men and women with no faces did not forget the imaginary peach blossoms and willows, and they privately searched for clues of willow leaves and peaches and mill houses, and the gestures and eyebrows of lonely men and widows. The surviving willow leaf peach and the mill house, in front of everyone's eyes, have lost the intimacy of the past, the finches in the sky, the elm poplars on the ground and the locust willows, as if waiting for something, but nothing happened. The nameless child is gone, the child in Xiangjiu's arms has grown up and is sensible, a sibling, two litters of flesh and blood, and they also know what is good, and they all have the same heart disease.

Twenty-eight•

Niu Manzhi, a sports music mother, learned that her husband Xue Jing, who went south with the army, had a new love as an official in a metropolis that was the thoroughfare of nine provinces, and she had no regrets in her heart! Xue Jingle didn't think about it, sat on the ground and took root, and repeatedly divorced Xin'er and his bad wife. Niu Manzhi learned that her husband was ruthless and knew that it was difficult to break the mirror, so she couldn't help but hate her because of resentment, and she didn't agree, so she resorted to dragging the knife, dragging him to consume him, and making it difficult for him to remarry. Xue Jing was unsatisfied, and he also wore Chen Shimei's reputation on the three steps and two bridges.

Niu Manzhi knew that it was difficult to break the mirror, so he no longer counted on it, and only asked Xue Jing to give him money, saying that you don't support your wife, you can't deny your son, your son was beaten by you, you can't be a shopkeeper! Xue Jing is good, after all, his son is his flesh and blood, Xue Jingjing brings money every three or five days, the money in the countryside is very forbidden to spend, and the life of the cow is good. Whenever the postman came to the door and shouted for a stamp, the cattle were full of branches, and they deliberately shouted so that the streets could hear the sound. After a long time, Niu Manzhi was also content, knowing that the old leaves could not be called new flowers, so he was relieved, and he no longer entangled in the bad things of marriage.

Niu Manzhi guarded his son, his son is Xue Jing's flesh and blood, Niu Manzhi should be named or Xue Jing's wife, Xue Jing's heart, and his hometown still believes in Lao Li'er. Niu Manzhi is also good, and the glorious military family card that has been hanging high on the lintel has made the mother and wife shine on their faces in their hometown and have a noble status. Xue Jing participated in Beishan Eighth Road in four years, and his qualifications are not shallow. In the future, he went south with the army, pointed at Guangxi all the way to suppress bandits, became a magistrate, and was also regarded as fighting for his hometown. The old man said that the prodigal son did not change his money when he turned back. The hometown only recognizes the hero and does not ask where it comes from, the two divorced, the water side Zhuang did not mention it, and Niu Manzhi did not publicize it, who has suffering who knows. Ten years and eight years, Niu Manzhi spent forty years old, and he couldn't bear it, Niu Manzhi took a bus ticket with sports music, and went to Xue Jing to discuss the law in person, only to know that Xue Jing had already concealed that he had married a wife and had children. The raw rice was cooked and cooked, Niu Manzhi didn't cry or make trouble, and the mother didn't go in vain, so they went home after making a sum of money. Xue Jing left Niu Manzhi in debt for the rest of his life, and gave money to his mother every year, and Niu Manzhi lost his thoughts, and his life went by. Here, the hometown admits death and always treats her as Xue Jing's daughter-in-law, and the county government always looks down on the two of them. Niu Manzhi is not ambiguous, there is a halo on his head, and where the superior points to fight, he naturally becomes a red man in Shuiyanzhuang.