After Xinghua divorced Shishi, she has been thinking about her daughter. At first, after the daughter let the stone take away, Xinghua couldn't sleep all night. But whenever she thinks of the hateful stone, her longing for her daughter is much lighter. Over time, this longing faded.

Xinghua wants to choose marriage again. I heard that the private teacher introduced by the matchmaker was not yet engaged, so she entrusted the matchmaker to match again. The teacher said, "Good horses don't eat grass." "Let the matchmaker spit out the lotus, and he doesn't agree to this family affair anymore.

It turned out that the village accountant's son Sledgehammer chased Xinghua, and Xinghua asked someone to pull the strings. Sledgehammer agrees to propose. The two agreed to go around the county seat. Xinghua hadn't looked at the sledgehammer carefully, but now when she looked closely, the sledgehammer's pockmarked face looked like it had been sprinkled with sesame salt. Sledgehammer also stutters, and it is difficult to finish a complete sentence. This made Xinghua's heart feel half cold. Later, the sledgehammer raised two more sentences to Xinghua, and the two broke up unhappily.

Xinghua felt that she was not fragrant anymore, and sighed that her fate was not good.

Finally, one day, a matchmaker came to the door to propose. This time, the matchmaker introduced a widowed man with three boys. He is more than 10 years older than Xinghua and has a formal job. At first, Xinghua didn't agree to let the matchmaker introduce this, but thinking of the experience of living a poor life with the stone, she reluctantly agreed to let the matchmaker introduce it. As soon as the two met and talked for a while, the man put forward three conditions: the first condition was that the wages earned by the man could not be spent by everyone, and he had to save it for his three sons to marry his daughter-in-law; The second condition is that Xinghua will raise more than ten pigs and earn money for the whole family to spend; The third condition is that Xinghua will give birth to a girl to a man. Xinghua thought: "Marry an old man, don't give money to spend, raise pigs, and give birth to a girl!" Fuck it off. Xinghua turned her head and left.

This lasted for two years, and Xinghua did not find a suitable partner.

In those years, young and middle-aged people had to participate in collective labor, and the captain was responsible for arranging farm work. One day, the captain arranged for Xinghua to follow him to the county seat to buy farm tools. The captain drove the carriage, and Xinghua sat in the carriage. The captain frequently turned his head back and stared at the apricot blossoms. Halfway through, the captain drove the carriage to the path in the cornfield, stopped suddenly, climbed in front of Xinghua very neatly, hugged Xinghua and kissed, panting and saying, "Xinghua girl, I like you, I want you to die." Xinghua suddenly stood up, her eyes widened, and she said angrily: "Although the old lady says that she smokes and drinks, no matter how poor she is, she will not sell herself!" As he spoke, he slapped the captain in the face, very loudly.

Since Xinghua's divorce, my father has been persuading Xinghua to remarry, after all, the child is still young, and it is too bitter for a child without a mother. But it turned out that I had been persuading Xinghua to go to my heart. In the past few days, my father persuaded Xinghua again: "Linliu is almost three years old, and she looks like a silver doll, and everyone who sees it praises Jun." There is such a child, what a taste in my heart! It's better to find a partner than a stone, so let's remarry. These words entered Xinghua's heart.

Dad was moved when he saw Xinghua, and privately asked someone to talk to the Shi family, and asked the Shi family to invite Xinghua home.

In this way, Xinghua remarried. When she walked into Shi's house, Linliu was already 3 years old, with white and fine skin, a face like a full moon, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and sharp teeth, she was really a good girl in a thousand miles.

The divorce turmoil that lasted for three years subsided in this way. Three years, what was lost? What's in it? Apricot blossoms have mixed tastes in their hearts.