The black charcoal formed by the burning of wood by Cheng Erhua fills up the missing straight characters on the potholes and mottled walls made of loess. Seeing the four straight characters on the wall, today is the twentieth day when she decides not to go, and lives with Qin Maozi.
It was not that she no longer wanted to escape, but that she fled again and again, was caught back again and again, and was beaten again and again. She was afraid, afraid of being beaten, seeing hope, and tortured with despair to lose her will.
As long as she didn't run away, Qin Maozi would still beat her less frequently, at least he didn't beat her to death, she thought.
She raised her eyes to see the sky, the sun shone on the cedar trees in front of the yellow soil house, and it was almost time to make lunch. He got up and took the half-old Shau Kei, walked to the east vegetable garden four or five meters away from the house, and picked some peppers and eggplants.
Chili is what Qin Maozi likes to eat. In order to avoid being beaten, she began to please the man slowly.
After all, this man is not so poor. The forest guard has some money every month. This man is still hardworking. Every time he goes up the mountain, he will bring some hares or birds back, and then exchange them for money when he comes out.
She was cooking and thinking, if this man was in her hometown, he would be considered a popular one. Apart from his ugly appearance, the conditions were moderate.
Since deciding not to run away, she has always tried her best to dig out the goodness of this man. Only in this way can she restrain her desire to escape again.
She scooped out two pieces of pork suet from the oil can, threw them into the pot and boiled the oil, then poured the vegetables into the pot and fry them. Look, when I'm at home, I'm never willing to put two dollars when I eat oil! But here is no worries, Cheng Erhua feel at ease!
Qin Maozi's footsteps heard loudly as soon as the dishes were on the table, and there was someone else.
When she walked to the door, she saw Qin Maozi with another man who was a little shorter and looked only eighteen or nine years old, with slanted eyes. He was walking towards the house. The two were obviously chatting, passing the news from time to time. To make her listen to a very uncomfortable laugh.
"Erhua, this is Ermao, my brother." Qin Maozi took Cheng Erhua and introduced her.
Cheng Erhua squeezed out a smile and did not speak.
Qin Ermao glanced at her slantingly, exposing a wide range of whites, and looking at her with a smile on her face, making her conditioned to give birth to fear and disgust.
By a woman's instinct, she knew what was in that smile. Qin Damao abducted Qin Ermao, and he returned to his senses and called his sister-in-law.
Cheng Erhua's mouth moved, and he agreed, but made no sound.
In order to prevent Qin Ermao from staring at her, she kept picking Qin Maozi with vegetables, and then sat close to Qin Maozi.
After eating, Qin Ermao took the initiative to pick up the bowls and chopsticks. Cheng Erhua didn't want to see the full-color eyes, so he took it away.
"How long does your brother stay here?" she asked Qin Maozi, who was smoking a dry cigarette.
"Live on, you have to be nice to him. His mind is a little awkward!" Qin Damao looked into the distance through the smoke.
"Where does he live?" Cheng Erhua looked at this room with only one bed.
"Where else can I live? Wait until I'm at the door south of the stove, make a shop for him, and draw a curtain." Qin Damao said.
Cheng Erhua looked at the stove house separated by only half of the wall: "Why don't you sleep here? I sleep upstairs in the pigpen!"
"You live in the same house with my brothers. Don't worry. The pigsty is upstairs and there is no wall. Don't worry?" Qin Damao was very impatient.
"I just find it inconvenient," she said.
"Come on, I'm paying you back, I didn't listen to you to arrange it." Qin Damao yelled, and Cheng Erhua immediately shut up, knowing that it would be another meal.
Cheng Erhua felt that Qin Ermao, who was washing the dishes in the stove, from time to time, listened to the conversation between the two through the half of the wall about the height of her.
That night, the three of them lived in this way. For the next ten days, the three of them were all in peace, and even Qin Ermao took the initiative to do a lot of work.
Cheng Erhua's hanging heart finally began to slowly devolve. The relationship with the two brothers is getting better and better, and she thinks it might be good to continue like this.
(End of this chapter)