After eating the wild berries brought back by Wei Jianwei, He Xiaoyun remembered that at this time of year, there are a lot of wild vegetables and wild mushrooms in the mountains, and it would be a pity not to go up the mountain, so he continued to go into the mountains to collect firewood in the afternoon, and she followed.
Wei Jianwei's destination was still the forest on the top of the mountain, while He Xiaoyun walked all over the mountains and plains.
There were a few clusters of wild onions in a mountain field. When she was squatting on the ground to dig, she heard footsteps behind her. She thought it was Wei Jianwei, and said without turning her head: "It's done so soon?"
The people behind didn't speak, just getting closer and closer, He Xiaoyun glanced back, and immediately stood up vigilantly.
The person who came was a bastard from the Qingshuihe brigade. When he was young, he married a daughter-in-law and was beaten away by him when he was drunk. He is still a bachelor in his 30s and 40s. He was drunk everywhere, because there was a word Hui in his name, the team members simply called him Lai Zihui.
He Xiaoyun would usually take a detour when she saw such a person, but she did not expect to meet them in the mountains today. I don't know if it was a coincidence or he followed them on purpose.
But thinking that Wei Jianwei was nearby, and he would come over as long as she called out, she felt more confident, and frowned and said, "Is there something wrong?"
Lai Zihui grinned, "It's okay, just, just... talk."
He probably drank alcohol and had a bit of a tongue.
He Xiaoyun didn't want to pay attention to it, so she picked up the basket and left.
"Don't, don't go." Lai Zihui chased up and stood in front of her, his body soaked in alcohol swayed, showing a mouthful of yellow teeth when he spoke, "Why are we talking, why...why are you so stingy?"
As he spoke, he even reached out his hand to pull her.
"What are you doing!" He Xiaoyun took two steps back, frowning in boredom, searching the ground for a stone in hand.
For this kind of rogue, the weaker you are, the more aggressive the opponent is. When he comes to tease you, just hit him directly, run away immediately after hitting him, don't really fight head-on, after all, women are often not as strong as men.
Lai Zihui salivated, and the words in his mouth became more and more nonsensical, "I, I saw it the day you came back, and you went to the Ministry, the army with your man, the more... prettier you are, don't you—"
He Xiaoyun finally found a stone, squatted down quickly, and was about to smash it when she grabbed it, but someone moved faster than her.
Like a leopard, Wei Jianwei rushed over from behind her swiftly and knocked Lai Zihui limp to the ground with one punch.
"Ah!" Lai Zihui screamed
Wei Jianwei took another step forward, grabbed his collar with one hand, and punched him with the other hand. Lai Zihui screamed and wailed at the beginning, and he couldn't even scream after receiving a few punches.
He Xiaoyun stood there in a daze, and it took more than ten seconds to react, and quickly stepped forward to hold Wei Jianwei: "Don't hit, don't hit!"
Wei Jianwei turned a deaf ear, he was like an enraged beast, his eyes were red, the veins on his forehead were bulging, and his face was full of cruelty.
He Xiaoyun pulled him twice but did not pull away, so she hugged his waist tightly and dragged him back, calling his name constantly: "Jianwei! Jianwei don't hit him! If you hit him again, he will be killed!"
Wei Jianwei finally reacted a bit, turned to look at her, panting heavily.
He Xiaoyun has never seen him like this before. Wei Jianwei has always been able to do a job with ease in front of her. The old god is there, a little sullen and a little bad. It seems that there are two people with the fierce and violent person in front of him.
Lai Zihui was held in his hand and let out a weak groan.
He Xiaoyun regained her senses, quickly grabbed his hand and shook it, "Put him down, he can't run away anyway."
When Wei Jianwei threw him away like trash, she quickly hugged his hand to prevent him from hitting him again.
It's not that she cares about Lai Zihui, such a naughty rascal deserves to be beaten, she's just afraid that Wei Jianwei will be angry, and the attack will not be serious, if something really happens, it's not worth it to be hurt by this kind of person.
She looked at Lai Zihui again, and saw that he was yelling, slowly curling up and hugging his stomach, he didn't seem to be seriously injured, so she calmed down a little.
She patted Wei Jianwei's hand to comfort him, but what she said was for Lai Zihui: "He is a person who dirty his hands by beating him. We will send him to the police station and punish him as a hooligan. Gun, die!"
These words are also scaring people. In fact, there is no such thing as hooliganism. Even if there is, Lai Zihui's actions are not up to the level of being shot or killed. She just wants to scare him so that he does not dare to retaliate. Just take a detour.
These days, ordinary people are terrified when they hear about the police station, let alone a local ruffian.
After hearing what she said, Lai Zihui really quickly admitted that he was sober, "I was wrong, I was wrong! I drank cat urine, and the lard got my heart! I should fight! I should fight!"
While talking, he slapped his face, not knowing whether it was tears or snot running down his face, it was disgusting.
He Xiaoyun endured her disgust and said: "They are all members of the same brigade, and I don't want to be too unkind, let's forget it this time, let us meet you next time, let's go directly to the police station! I am not someone else, I am not afraid of a bad reputation !"
Lai Zihui nodded repeatedly, and ran away rolling and crawling, clutching his stomach while running, and screaming in pain from time to time.
Seeing him running away, she was really relieved, and looked back at Wei Jianwei. He had calmed down now, but his eyes were still bloodshot, and he stared at the direction of Lai Zihui's running with a gloomy face, with a somewhat creepy expression.
"Don't be angry." He Xiaoyun said softly.
He looked down at her, his expression slowly softened, "Are you scared?"
He Xiaoyun shook her head, then nodded again, "I'm not afraid of him, a drunkard, he'll fall down with a single stone, I'm only worried that you'll break him, it's not worth spending the rest of your life for this kind of person."
Wei Jianwei squeezed her hand, hugged her in his arms, and said, "Don't be afraid, it won't happen."
Even when he was in a rage, he still had sense of proportion, the beatings just now were extremely painful, but not life-threatening parts, at least not immediately life-threatening.
After this accident happened, the two did not continue to stay on the mountain, but packed up and went down the mountain. Wei Jianwei held He Xiaoyun's hand along the way.
She was worried about being seen, but at this moment she was quite willing to be led by him in her heart, so she buried her head and only looked at the road under her feet, not looking at others, as if doing so would prevent them from seeing her.
Sitting under the eaves with her daughter in her arms, Feng Qiuyue saw her second brother walking back hand in hand with her younger brother and sister from afar, feeling a bit novel.
I remember that the day she came back, she went to the room and asked them to have dinner. At that time, the second brother hugged the younger brother and sister, and they looked very intimate.
Feng Qiuyue and Wei Jianguo have a good relationship. They were married for several years before, but they have never been pregnant. She was angry and anxious. If it was another man, she might say all kinds of things like hens that can't lay eggs. Instead, Wei Jianguo kept comforting her, and he didn't blush with her because of this incident.
But even if they have such a good relationship, there has never been such an intimacy between the second brother and the younger brother.
Feng Qiuyue looked at it, a little embarrassed, and a little envious in her heart.
As soon as she got home, He Xiaoyun quickly let go of Wei Jianwei's hand, and greeted Feng Qiuyue as if nothing had happened. Fortunately, the other party was not someone who would make fun of such things, which saved her from embarrassment.
"Mom!" Wei Yuanhang rushed out of the room, throwing himself on her excitedly.
He Xiaoyun rubbed his head, "Are you obedient at home?"
"Yes! I built a house, mom, come and see it!" He pulled He Xiaoyun to the backyard.
On the ground in the backyard, there is a crooked pile of mud, probably the house Wei Yuanhang was talking about.
The child also proudly said: "When I grow up, I will build a big house and live with my mother!"
Seeing his carefree smile, He Xiaoyun also smiled and said, "Mom is waiting, but where does Dad live?"
Wei Yuanhang frowned, he only planned to live with his mother, but he didn't think of other people, but his father is no one else, so he should live together. He reluctantly said: "Then... Dad can live together, but Dad has to sleep on the floor."
"Pfft—" He Xiaoyun laughed out loud, and the last bit of depressed mood in her heart dissipated.
For the rest of the day, she was paying attention to the movement on the team, wondering whether Lai Zihui's beating had been discovered, and whether anyone would pursue it.
But it wasn't until the next morning that I heard Aunt Zhang mention something when she came to visit the door, and her tone was still very relieved: "If you want me to say, the beating was good! I don't know who beat him, why didn't he be beaten into a disability?"
He Xiaoyun heard her conversation with Wang Chunhua, and realized that yesterday was not the first time Lai Zihui did such a thing.
In the past, when he met the big girl and the little daughter-in-law on the team alone, he would say some nasty words, and sometimes touch his hands. It's kind, he took advantage of it, and had to swallow it with tears in his stomach, fearing that it would ruin his reputation if he spread it out.
After hearing this, He Xiaoyun didn't think that Wei Jianwei hit hard yesterday, but felt that he didn't hit hard enough.
If ordinary people are beaten, the family members will definitely help to ask for an explanation, but Lai Zihui's parents are dead long ago, he has neither a wife nor a child, and his brothers avoid him, so no one wants to stand up for him. It passed quickly.
At night, she lay on the bed and said to Wei Jianwei: "If I had known that he had done so many disgusting things before, I should have punched you a few more times yesterday."
Wei Jianwei buried his head in her neck, he seemed to like the smell of her body very much, every time he hugged her, he would do this action.
"It's easy, I'll beat him up again tomorrow," he said.
He Xiaoyun hurriedly said: "Forget it, let me talk about it."
At this moment, when she thought of the way he beat someone, she still had lingering fears. He was so fierce and ruthless, as if he had become another person she didn't know.
But as long as she thought that he was for her, she didn't find it scary at all.
She curled up in Wei Jianwei's arms, poked his chest, squeezed his abdominal muscles, and touched the muscles on his arms, feeling a sense of security.
After poking and pinching, he raised his head and was about to speak, met his eyes, and felt a little bit in his heart, "Then what... I have no other intentions—"
Whether intentional or not, since you tease me, you have to be responsible.
After a while, when He Xiaoyun was about to forget Lai Zihui, she suddenly heard that he drank too much wine and fell from the bridge when he was crossing the bridge at night. Fortunately, he fell on the bank instead of the river Fortunately, he was not drowned, but one leg was limped.
After that, the people on the team no longer called Lai Zihui, but Lai Zihui.