The firewood knife fell, and the girl, who had turned into a peasant woman, instinctively raised her hand to block it.

The iron knife went into the flesh, and the blood flowed sideways.

Pain that had never been felt before came from the bones of the hand, and the panic beat at his senses.

The man was just posturing, and he didn't expect the woman's reaction to be so fierce, and the moment he dropped the knife, he regretted it.

The woman rolled back and forth on the ground with her bleeding right hand, and her heart-rending wails were palpitating.

Fortunately, this pain lasted for a short time, and the little brother just waved his sleeves, and the picture was like spring water.

She was still the peasant woman, and the dream was not over. After a long time, the wound on the right hand had healed, but two fingers were missing.

She still goes to the ground every day to plant melons, and her life has not changed because of that knife.

The cruelty of fate lies in the fact that it never cares about what you lose.

It just wants to deprive you of what you have.

I don't know how long she spent under the scorching sun, but she finally got used to farming in the fields. Before he could catch his breath, he had to go home to serve his in-laws and a litter of babies.

The elderly mother-in-law always thought that the food she cooked was unpalatable, and she was resentful, but she did not dare to speak out. The knife wound seemed to have healed for a long time, but the pain seemed to be just a moment ago.

Occasionally, she vaguely remembered that such a scene seemed familiar, and she seemed to have been like this, sitting at the table, being mean and critical of others.

The ghost sent her hand to take out a piece of shredded meat from the plate, and in her memory, every time she went to eat meat, a kind voice would praise her and ask her to eat more. She didn't know who she was pleasing to, but she felt that she should be praised for doing so. Before the shredded meat was sandwiched into his bowl, he was knocked on the back of his hand by his mother-in-law with chopsticks.

"Can you eat the meat?" the voice that disgusted and frightened her sounded, and every time the old woman spoke, she was beaten violently.

Sure enough, the man on the other side raised his hand and slapped her, scolding the shredded meat that she dropped on the table and sandwiched it to the three-year-old child opposite.

The child looked at this scene innocently and curiously, and ate the shredded meat in one bite, in exchange for the old woman's pampering praise.

The peasant woman didn't know whether it was painful or wronged, and her nose was sore, but she didn't dare to cry. The man next to him had said before that he hated her crying and crying the most.

In this home, she lived discreetly and humbly.

After the initial discomfort, she has been carefully taking care of everyone's eyes, working hard during the day, teaching her husband and children at night, and serving her in-laws.

Vaguely, I always feel that this is not her life.

But she is in such a situation, spending spring, summer, autumn and winter one by one.

The young lady of the Gao family still eats melons every autumn, so she also farms every summer.

The child is spoiled and naughty by the old woman, and always causes trouble everywhere and causes trouble in the township. The villagers asked her for help, and she asked the man in her family for help, in exchange for another beating.

After the man beat her to faint several times in front of everyone, he apologized to the villagers and said, "It's all because I'm busy begging for a living outside on weekdays, and I can't discipline her." This mother-in-law is not angry and will not teach children. In the future, she must be strictly guarded. ”

After the villagers were angry, they comforted the man and said: "The man is the pillar of the family, and we all know how to support the family." It's your lazy mother-in-law, I don't know where to ask for it, I have nothing to do at home every day, and I can't even control the children. ”

The man sighed, said yes, and slapped the peasant woman in the face.

The peasant woman finally couldn't help crying: "Why am I fine at home every day?" I want to do the work in the field, your father and mother want me to serve, and I feel distressed when I touch your mother, what can I do?"

When the villagers saw her retorting, they shouted: "Do you dare to talk back? ”

The man felt disgraced, and when he saw that she was about to speak, he kicked her in the back and kicked her out of the house.

How many of the villagers saw her unpleasantly and shouted: "I'll help you teach this stinky woman a lesson." ”

Then, I don't know who made the first move, and they all rushed up, surrounded her in the middle, punched and kicked.

She huddled on the ground, instinctively protecting her head. The fists slammed into her back and legs in turn, and it was a long time before she finally stopped feeling the pain.

She closed her eyes, but she knew that the world outside her eyes was still bullied by rioting villagers. But it seems that as long as you close your eyes, you can't feel those resentments and angers.

So she seemed to have a moment of leisure, although she was still being punched indiscriminately, but she finally broke away from all these years of careful words and deeds.

She began to wonder what she had done wrong and why these people hated her so much.

After thinking about it for a long time, she didn't understand why the world wanted to hurt her, as she didn't seem to hurt anyone.

Suddenly, a voice sounded in her heart and said to her, "Are you sad?"

She had only felt pain before, but when this voice sounded, she felt as if someone had dug up her tears, crying and complaining: "I am wronged. ”

The voice said, "Why are you wronged?"

She said, "What did I do wrong, and they were going to do this to me? I've been very careful, why am I doing everything wrong?"

"You didn't do anything wrong, but you were hurt, so you feel wronged?"

She nodded, "Why should I be beaten up when I'm right?"

"What is wrong then? Isn't what you say or do that is not in line with their wishes?"

"Why are they wrong if they don't like it, and I didn't hit them, why did they beat me?"

"Then why do you want to beat them?"

"Hit whom?"

But there was no response.

The peasant woman seemed to have had a dream, woke up, and the days were the same.

She continued to serve her family carefully, doing the hard work on the farm.

I don't know how long it will take for such a day, and I don't know when it will end.

The strange thing is that such a hopeless and boring life, she is just careful to cultivate, but she never wants to give up.

It was never said that the world is not worth it.

Even if such a world is really not worth it.

The little brother in the dream stood on the ridge of the field, looked at the woman who was farming, and gradually turned into a girl, and raised a disdainful sneer on his mouth: "It's just idle." ”

The last seed was planted, and she looked up to wipe her sweat, and the sun made her almost dizzy. He bowed his head again, and his body was already dressed in a rich brocade robe.

The crowd in front of him came and went, and they all congratulated him.

His wooden return salute was only a moment, and he remembered where he was.

It turned out that he was the master of the Gao family, and this was the New Year's Day, and he invited relatives and friends to celebrate the New Year at home.

He sat down a little distracted, and a table of delicacies was placed in front of him.

Those dishes, though exquisite, were not precious, and he could enjoy them every day. However, on the day of this feast, looking at these chickens, ducks and fish, I felt like a world away.

Everyone present saw him in a daze, and the conversation gradually stopped, looking at him inexplicably.

There is no shortage of astute people who take the initiative to round the field and call: "Gao Gong, we have been waiting for your meal for a year, and you still won't let us start chopsticks?"

Seeing that Master Gao did not react, the man smiled awkwardly and called "Gao Gong" twice.

It wasn't until the corner of his clothes was pulled by the person beside him that he came back to his senses, and said in a hoarse voice: "I've been waiting for this meal all my life......"