After the afterglow of the setting sun was gone, the village was quiet, and the smoke from the cooking rose. He Sanya came back from an unknown nook with a sloppy head full of weeds. She walked like a cat, soft and silent.
Noticing the movement, He Songbai pulled her over with one hand and looked back and forth, his face a little bad: "A fight with someone?"
He Songzhi struggled to the ground and ran behind the eldest sister timidly.
He Songye plucked off the grass on her hair, touched her head and patted her comfortably. It wasn't until she was bathing the little girl that she realized that she had a large bruise on her leg, blood was flowing, and the back of her ear was cut. She babbled in astonishment, and quickly picked up a bunch of stinky grass, chewed it in her mouth, and applied it to He Songzhi's wound.
She comforted her little sister for a long time before she remembered Zhao Lanxiang who had just moved into the house.
"Go and call her for dinner."
He Songye tapped Zhao Lanxiang's house with his hand, made a gesture and told the elder brother.
He Songbai knocked on Zhao Lanxiang's door with a dark face. Seeing that there was no movement inside, he kicked the door harshly and said, "Where are you?"
He Xiaomei's eyes widened, she was so frightened by her elder brother that she didn't dare to say a word.
He Songzhi smiled and wiped the little girl's face with a towel.
"No, fight. He, angry."
"Does it hurt?"
He Xiaomei grimaced in pain, but when she saw a fat white steamed bun in a bowl on the dining table, her eyes were full of unbelievable shock and joy. She pointed at the white bun, and Sister He grinned and nodded.
…
After Zhao Lanxiang came out of the shower, she saw He Songbai standing impatiently at the door of her room. The door was kicked by him and made a crunching sound.
He Songbai lost his temper and was caught, without any embarrassment. He just stood upright at the door of the girl's room, looking at her frivolously and loosely.
Zhao Lanxiang twisted her wet hair with her fingers, glanced at him with extremely cold eyes, and went back to the room to get a towel to dry her hair.
He Songbai knocked on her door again: "My sister sees that you didn't prepare anything for the first day, so let you eat with us. Tomorrow, you can be conscious and make up for what you lack, we don't include meals!"
A woman's clear and neat voice immediately came from the room, "Okay."
He Songbai said again: "You come out immediately."
With such a gibberish, if it were the old man twenty years later, she would have to teach him a lesson. But now Zhao Lanxiang stopped what he was doing and pushed open the door.
He came in with a bunch of grass that he didn't know what it was, and put it in a clay pot.
He looked at the city girl's house in an open and honest manner. He didn't have the slightest intention to intrude into the girl's private territory. His eyes slid over the clothes scattered on her bed. Objects, two sky blue curtains hung on the window, the old table was wrapped with clean floral paper, and a porcelain cyan vase with a few wild flowers in it.
The whole room has a new look, revealing the freshness and gentleness that belongs to a woman alone.
He Songbai closed the windows of the house tightly and said lightly, "Put away your clothes and valuables and go eat."
Zhao Lanxiang only put away the clothes on the bed, but did not leave, leaning against the door to look at him.
He Songbai snorted: "Why don't you go to dinner, afraid that I won't steal your things?"
As he spoke, he struck a match and lit the grass in the pot, and suddenly a thick white smoke rose. With one step on his long legs, he jumped out of the door and pushed out the woman who was standing stupidly at the door, closing the door with a bang.
Zhao Lanxiang's heart suddenly sweetened, he was smoking wormwood in her room.
Unexpectedly, although he is fierce, he is very careful. Wormwood can repel insects and dehumidify, and houses that don't live for a long time are prone to damp and insects. If you fall asleep tonight, you can bite out of a bag the next day.
When he was with him at the beginning, Zhao Lanxiang was the one being pursued. Growing flowers every day, pruning branches and arranging flowers to make tea, and having nothing to do to tease cats and draw pictures, she was caught in the eye of the old man in a daze, and he chased her patiently and confidently for three years. Now... she turned her head away.
At this age, He Songbai is still far from knowing what he is interested in. With such a fierce, cold and hard attitude, it's good not to scare the girls away.
He Songbai added: "We are poor in the countryside, and we have nothing to entertain you."
Zhao Lanxiang snorted vaguely, trying her best to make her voice seem normal, "I know."
He Songbai stepped forward indifferently, leaving the woman far behind and walking back to the main house.
The He family's dinner is very simple.
It is slightly better than the food in the educated youth canteen, and you can see grains of rice. However, Zhao Lanxiang glanced at the sweet potatoes in the bowls of Big Sister He and Little Sister He, and retracted this sentence.
She put the rice grains in her bowl into theirs, smiled and rubbed her stomach, "The buns I ate in the afternoon haven't been digested yet, so they hold up very well."
"You eat."
Zhao Lanxiang glanced at He Songbai. There was almost no rice in his bowl. How could such a big man survive eating these things without oil and water all day long
She just wanted to give him her bowl of rice, but He Songbai quickly swallowed the sweet potatoes in the big bowl in three bites. It was deliciously delicious, and he looked satisfied as if he was eating delicacies from mountains and seas. After he finished eating, he raised his grandmother. The bowl of dry rice walked towards the back room.
He Xiaomei bit the steamed bun in small bites, and she drank the rich soup when she bit into it. When her mouth sucked the oil in the steamed bun, her eyes flashed happily. She had never eaten something so delicious, and the meat she ate during the Chinese New Year was not so delicious, it was so delicious that she wanted to cry.
He Songzhi stopped suddenly in the middle of eating, swallowed his saliva and gave the bun to the eldest sister.
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When the educated youth went to work the next day, Zhou Jiazhen pulled Zhao Lanxiang out alone and asked her in disbelief, "You live in He Lao Er's house?"
She made no secret of the shock and contempt in her tone.
"I was so busy moving yesterday that I didn't have time to ask you. You're in big trouble, move out quickly!"
Zhao Lanxiang was surprised by Zhou Jiazhen's disgusting tone. Why do they always look like this when they mention old men
She smiled and asked, "What's the matter, he is a wolf's den and can't live there?"
Zhou Jiazhen saw that Zhao Lanxiang was still laughing, and said angrily: "It's more than a wolf's den, that person is a rogue! You don't know—"
The more she spoke, the more angry she became, and her face flushed. It was hard to say what she was going to say next. Zhou Jiazhen pushed Zhao Lanxiang into the cornfield.
"Last year, Mr. He and Pan Yu were messing around with men and women, and they were sent to re-education through labor for a period of time. Now it's released, a good girl, what do you say... hey—"
Zhou Jiazhen was full of shame and anger when she talked about this incident. She lowered her voice and said secretly, "Someone saw that they once drilled into the cornfield, and Pan Yu was forced."
Zhao Lanxiang's heart was shocked, she had never heard the old man mention this.
She shook her head, "It shouldn't be as serious as you think. If it were, I would have been shot long ago."
"There may be a misunderstanding here." Zhao Lanxiang said.
In this era, the relationship between men and women is very strict. Zhao Lanxiang has heard of such an example. A man openly broke into the women's toilet and was sentenced to death. Couples are not allowed to have intimate behavior in public. What's more, it's such a big thing as ruining people's innocence.
Zhou Jiazhen gritted her teeth and hummed from her throat, "Who knows, in short, you move out quickly, I feel uncomfortable if you stay in that kind of place for another day."
"I've been in Hezitun for so many years, and I recognize all the people in the brigade. The second child of the He family is really not a good person, even if he was wronged, he is not a good person, otherwise he is still with Pan Yu. Can't figure out the relationship?"
"I'm sure his family is too poor. The Pan family despise him. He has no money to marry a wife."
Zhao Lanxiang said vaguely, "I see, thank you."
Her mood is a bit complicated now, she is not happy, she is very unhappy.
The old man actually hid such a big thing from her. He pretended to be honest and said that it was the first time he was emotionally involved. If his behavior made her feel uncomfortable, please bear with her.
Now it doesn't seem like that. When he was poor and down, the peach blossoms never broke.
She also drilled into the cornfield, huh... She has never done such a fashionable thing.
Zhou Jiazhen was proud of keeping her friends safe. She waved her hand and said, "I'll help you carry your luggage when the work is done."
"I now live in a room with your fellow villager, and I live in the party secretary's house. I heard that there is still a vacant house at the brigade commander's place..."
Zhao Lanxiang decisively refused, "No need, I will go to the county to buy some food later, do you want to come with me?"
The author has something to say: The old man is a bit fierce, and he can't protect his family if he is not fierce.
In addition, drilling cornfields, the male protagonist has never done this.
The little cuties obediently queued up to leave a message, Nimeng's coldness will scare Susu away. /doge face