Chapter 170: That Kind of Woman
The bandit was gone, and Ali's eyes were gloomy and expressionless, as if she was completely numb.
Get up and close the door first, then pick up the clothes that were thrown in the corner. It was when the thieves had just entered the door, and Ali quickly took it off.
If Ali was a little slower, he would be torn to pieces by the bandits. It costs more than a dozen copper plates to pull the cheapest plain coarse cloth, and Ali has no money and can't afford it.
Ali carefully put away her clothes and a bag of rice and millet that the thieves had thrown down, and filled her face with a basin of water.
Slowly and carefully scrub your body.
The whole process was expressionless, no sadness or joy.
Ali is a big living person, but she can't see a little breath of life.
Ali is now no different from a piece of wood, a mess of mud.
Lin Zhanqing went down the mountain by himself early in the morning.
After only three days of living in the mountains, Lin Zhanqing felt a lot better, at least he was not so bored, and he was also energetic.
Lin Zhanqing thought that life was not easy for people in the mountains, and improving the diet was just a bowl of white rice with lard and stir-fried wild vegetables.
I should be grateful for the kindness of the villagers in the mountains.
Even if they meet, they are not really friends.
But it is very appropriate to ask the villagers in the mountains to improve and eat a real stew.
Lin Zhanqing went to the town below the mountain and changed some copper plates.
I bought two big fat pigs, bought hundreds of catties of bacon, and bought a small cart.
Let two big fat pigs pull a small cart, and the cart carries hundreds of catties of bacon.
But just after the morning hour, it will be the time of the end.
Lin Zhanqing drove two pigs, and the pigs pulled the cart, which was full of bacon. leisurely went up the mountain and returned to Ali's house.
As soon as Lin Zhanqing walked to the front of the village, he saw a mess around the village.
It was a time of slack and there should have been villagers chatting at the entrance of the village and around the village, but now there is no one to be seen.
Lin Zhanqing instinctively felt bad, and he didn't care about the two pigs pulling the cart, so he carried light work and ran to Ali's house quickly.
Sure enough, the vicinity of Ali's house was also very messy, and there were many horseshoe prints in front of the door.
Lin Zhanqing didn't think about it, and rushed directly to Ali's house. The moment he pushed the door open, Lin Zhanqing was dumbfounded.
Ali was scrubbing herself with a towel on her face.
Ali's body is very thin, and her skin is not very white, but it is very shiny.
Ali saw someone break in, but she thought it was still those bandits. The tone was flat, but with three points of temptation, and three points of pity, he said:
"Why are the masters coming back again? I haven't played enough just now? I'm about to be killed by the masters. β
Lin Zhanqing was stunned for a while, he didn't know what to say, and his eyes quickly averted.
The room was a mess, full of traces and a terrible smell.
Lin Zhanqing knew that a story had just happened here.
Ali saw that the people behind her had no sound and movement, and it was a little strange. Road:
"Aren't you coming over soon, uncle?"
Ali said, looking back.
"Ahh
A scream rang out, several times louder than when the bandits vented before, Ali's scream.
Ali shivered, and quickly covered herself with a small poor towel.
But with only a small towel, how can it be covered?
Ali shouted:
"Brother Lin, how are you ...... Aren't you leaving?ah~Woowoo......"
Ali cried, crying heartbreakingly.
Lin Zhanqing hurriedly hid out of the door.
What happened to Ali, Lin Zhanqing didn't want to know.
Who is Ali, Lin Zhanqing doesn't want to know.
Lin Zhanqing went to drive the two pigs and the hundreds of catties of bacon on the cart pulled by the pigs to the door of Ali's house, and waited at the door by himself.
Ali got dressed at this time and went out just in time to see Lin Zhanqing.
Ali looked at Lin Zhanqing's eyes full of shame and grievance.
Lin Zhan looked bored.
Obviously, Lin Zhanqing treats Ali as that kind of woman,
And Ali is afraid that Lin Zhanqing will treat herself as that kind of woman.
ιΏδΈ½ says:
"It's not...... I'm not what you think I am. β
Lin Zhanqing's face was flat, and he even tried to squeeze out a smile, and said:
"It's nothing, and Sister Ali doesn't need to explain anything to me. I've seen quite a few of them just for the sake of life. β
Ali could endure being insulted by the bandits, but she couldn't bear that Lin Zhanqing saw her as that kind of woman.
I was in a hurry, and said with a crying voice:
"That's a gang of bandits, and my man died at their hands. If I don't comply, Xiaojing will die. β
Lin Zhanqing was dumbfounded, and then remembered the mess in the village.
Ali didn't lie, this situation could only be a thief.
Lin Zhanqing suddenly felt that he was a demon, and he couldn't wait to whip himself with a big mouth.
Ali herself is already living so hard, so humiliatingly.
But I still think of Ali as that kind of woman.
Lin Zhanqing suddenly felt that the way he looked before, every look, every word, was a murderous executioner.
"Sister Ali, I'...... I'm sorry. β
"Brother Lin, needless to say, I don't blame you for this. β
Ali returned to the room, expressionless and silent. The mess was swept away, and all traces on the ground were carefully wiped clean.
Took a handful of hay and put it in a brazier and burned it.
This kind of hay is available in everyone in the village, and Ali's family has a lot of it.
In addition to the smell of soot, the smell of burning hay has a refreshing fragrance.
After doing all this, Ali walked out of the room with a whistle and blew three rhythmically.
Soon after the whistle sounded, there were three whistles on the hill as well. It's similar to Ali's whistle, but at a slower pace.
Only then did Ali notice the two big fat pigs beside Lin Zhanqing, as well as the full bacon on the cart pulled by the two big fat pigs.
"Oh my God, how much does it cost?"
......
At noon, the villagers gathered together and happily ate stewed meat and white rice.
No one said anything to Ali, and all the villagers were unusually happy to eat the stew.
Including Ali and Yingshui, and even Xiaojing.
They all stuffed large chunks of fragrant pork into their stomachs.
There is only one person who is unhappy, Lin Zhanqing.
The pork was bought by Lin Zhanqing, and the white rice was made up by every household.
Killed a pig. The meat, pork ribs, and liver add up, a total of several hundred catties.
Only pork was stewed today.
I'll do the rest tomorrow.
Yingshui knew that Lin Zhanqing was unhappy, but like no one else, she greeted Lin Zhanqing warmly.
"Brother Lin, pork is so delicious, come and eat it. β
Xiao Jing swallowed the pork and rice in his mouth violently, and said to Lin Zhanqing with a smile on his face:
"Uncle Lin is the best. It turns out that this is the taste of pork, and Xiaojing hasn't eaten it yet. β
Lin Zhanqing looked at the villagers, and really didn't know what to say.
"Perhaps for the villagers and Ali's family, this is the only way to survive. If you have pork to eat, why not be happy. β
Thinking of this, Lin Zhanqing was a little relieved.
There are not so many things in the world.
Just to live, you need to spend all your energy, and even sell your dignity.
Like these people in the mountains, they work hard and live without any dignity.
For what? Just to be alive.
There is hope in life, even if hope is only to live well.
Lin Zhanqing took a bowl of rice and ate it in a big gulp.
At night, Lin Zhanqing couldn't sleep anyway.
Turning over and over, I don't know what I'm thinking.
And Ali is the same, and even Yingshui can't sleep either.
In Ali's house, only Xiaojing can sleep.
Maybe Xiaojing is too small to know anything yet.
Pork ribs, liver, stewed with wild vegetables.
A pig ate for three days.
In the past three days, Ali has avoided Lin Zhanqing as much as possible.
Ali's sister Yingshui is getting closer and closer to Lin Zhanqing, and Brother Lin is long and short all day long.
When the people in the village saw Lin Zhanqing, it was the same as seeing their relatives.
Yes, in a village where meat is not eaten all year round, suddenly someone invited all the villagers to eat all-you-can-eat meat, and they ate it for three days in a row.
Who can not be grateful, who does not treat this person as a relative.
Lin Zhanqing was always unhappy.
Lin Zhanqing, the thief who swept the village, inquired carefully.
There were only twenty or thirty people in total.
According to the villagers, this gang of bandits is not weak in martial arts.
But in Lin Zhanqing's eyes, as long as he thinks about it, these are all dead people.
Lin Zhanqing was hesitating whether he wanted to help the villagers kill all the bandits.
Something like this can't be left by a thief.
If you leave one, you will take revenge on the villagers.
And even if all the bandits are killed, it won't be long before another group of bandits will appear.
Lin Zhanqing has been walking the rivers and lakes all year round and knows these things too well.
Lin Zhanqing kept thinking about it, but couldn't think of an answer.
On the third night, the villagers had their last meal of pork.
The hundreds of catties of bacon bought before have been distributed to the villagers, and Ali's family is naturally the most divided.
One pig was left to be raised in the village.
The villagers don't dare to eat pork every day, and the village may have to save this pig for a while.
Lin Zhanqing let Yingshui boil a pot of hot water and wiped his body carefully.
Speaking of which, Lin Zhanqing hasn't taken a shower for more than ten days.
How to deal with the bandits, Lin Zhanqing couldn't think of an answer.
And Lin Zhanqing didn't see the villagers have any idea of rebelling against the bandits.
In this case, if Lin Zhanqing is brave for a while, he may harm the villagers.
"Forget it, didn't the bandits kill all the villagers. What's more, the villagers themselves don't want to resist, and if I rashly kill the thief, I'm afraid that the villagers will be killed. β
Lin Zhanqing dispelled the idea of helping the villagers kill the bandits, and planned to leave tomorrow.
It was useless to stay in the village.
Lin Zhanqing himself is a person who seeks healing, and he does not have much spare energy to help others.
Just when Lin Zhanqing was just lying down, someone knocked on the door.
The voice is familiar and gentle. It's better than usual, soft and cute.
"Brother Lin, have you slept?"
"No, Yingshui has something to come in. β
Tonight's Yingshui is very different.
I deliberately wore a fine cloth dress, and the cut was much more fitting than the coarse cloth clothes on weekdays.
Yingshui's slender waist is undoubtedly revealed.
Yingshui even put on a light makeup, just a little blush, and nothing else.
I don't know how Yingshui found rouge gouache in this mountain.
I think I made it myself from the flowers and plants I picked in the mountains.
However, the current Yingshui is very fragrant and beautiful.
Lin Zhanqing was in a trance, a little moved.
As Yingshui walked into the room, he untied the straps of his clothes and ripped them off. Road:
"Brother Lin, you want me tonight. β