Life is gradually on the right track. From Monday to Friday, He Xiaoyun goes to school. On weekends, she spends time with her children at home, cooks delicious food for the family, and goes to the market to buy enough food for the whole week. Activity.
One weekend in April, the class organized an outing.
Because it was the first group outing since the beginning of school, He Xiaoyun couldn't refuse, so she sent Wei Yuanhang to Xu Lanxiang, promising to buy him a kite when she came back.
The twenty or so people in the class were almost all present, and they went to the People's Park together.
It was late spring, and there were many people enjoying the flowers in the park. They were all young people, youthful and lively, which attracted a lot of attention.
Liu Yangyang was carrying a bag, jumping up and down holding He Xiaoyun's hand, taking out food from the bag to share with her from time to time, just like a child who came out to play with his parents.
"Did you know that Li Lingling has a date." She suddenly leaned over and whispered, looking in another direction.
He Xiaoyun followed her gaze and saw Li Lingling walking side by side with a boy, a little closer.
He Xiaoyun didn't live on campus, and she didn't have much contact with her classmates, so she didn't know much about gossip. In her impression, Li Lingling and Wu Jing had been going in and out together, and they didn't know when they separated.
She searched for Wu Jing in the crowd, but she saw that there was also a boy next to her. The boy looked quite attentive and kept turning his head to talk to her, but Wu Jing seemed calm and not very enthusiastic.
He Xiaoyun suddenly realized that all the classmates in the class had begun to fall in love.
Liu Yangyang wentssiped again: "Our squad leader has been chasing Wu Jing for a long time. Before Wu Jing publicly said that he didn't plan to talk to someone, he didn't let him stop."
"You know quite a lot." He Xiaoyun said with a smile.
"That's for sure." Liu Yangyang was a little proud, "You don't hear anything outside the window, and you only read sage books. I'm definitely not as good as you in reading, but not necessarily in other things."
He Xiaoyun snickered to herself, if Liu Yangyang was born in her era and was a gossip entertainment reporter, she wouldn't have to worry about having nothing to eat.
The weather is getting warmer and warmer. In previous years, Wei Jianwei usually took family-visiting leave in April of the lunar calendar, but this year He Xiaoyun and Wei Yuanhang both have to go to school, so they had to postpone the time to go home until the summer vacation.
He sat at the table and wrote a letter, telling his family about it. He Xiaoyun came out of the kitchen with a plate and stuffed a locust flower dumpling into his mouth.
Right now is the flowering period of Sophora japonica. There are many Sophora japonica trees planted on both sides of the main road in the family area. She and Xu Lanxiang picked a big basket and came back. can be arranged.
"Have you finished writing?" She asked Wei Jianwei, she also took a dumpling, tasted it and found it was a bit bland, and went to the kitchen to pour a dish of vinegar.
Wei Jianwei nodded, "Soon."
He Xiaoyun leaned over to read the letter he wrote, and said while reading it: "Later, I can let the little fat man write a little bit. After reading for more than half a year, he has learned a few words at least, let him write to his grandparents. "
However, his handwriting is extremely large, so I'm afraid I need to prepare a few more pieces of letter paper.
In addition to Wei Jianwei's writing, He Xiaoyun also wrote a letter to her younger brother. After reading it in half a year, He Xiaojun will take the college entrance examination. She is not at home, so she can only write more letters to urge her. The review materials used last year have also been mailed. Go back and use it for him.
Thinking that her brother was several years younger than her, but might go to college only one year later than her, He Xiaoyun felt so young.
Especially after Liu Yangyang reminded her that day, when she was walking on campus again, she found that among the students coming and going, there were really many couples in pairs, the kind of young men and women falling in love, with pink bubbles all over their bodies. The atmosphere made her a married young woman in a delicate mood.
Moreover, due to the imbalanced ratio of male to female, basically every girl has a suitor, so she wondered why there were no boys dangling in front of her. Could it be that everyone knew that she was married so quickly
If Liu Yangyang knew what she was thinking, he would definitely shout, you don't know anything about your own fame!
In the entire Chinese department, who doesn't know that their department flower is not only good-looking, but also ranks third in the capital in the college entrance examination. For her conditions, I am afraid that suitors have already lined up from the teaching building to the school gate
Of course, her husband, the tall and handsome officer who always wears a military uniform, is also well known to everyone. Liu Yangyang has heard girls talking about his appearance and aura more than once, and boys discussing his military rank.
With such an outstanding lover, even if someone admires her, they still have to weigh their weight to see if they are qualified enough to compete with her husband.
"Why are you in a daze?" Wei Jianwei poked her cheek.
He Xiaoyun grabbed his finger and tried to bite. Wei Jianwei was not only not afraid, but also looked like he was waiting for her to bite.
So she threw it away with disgust, "Thirty-year-old meat, it hurts like a toothache."
Wei Jianwei smiled, squeezed her fingertips, and agreed: "It's not as tender as you, one bite will make a mark."
Feeling that there was something in the words, He Xiaoyun slapped his hands away with her mouth curled up, walked to the window, and called Wei Yuanhang, who was playing downstairs, to go home for dinner.
In the season when the city is full of locust trees, behind the school cafeteria, the tall and lush locust trees are also in bloom. Large clusters of white flowers hang down from the branches, and the breeze brings a sweet fragrance. The petals fall like raindrops. For lunch, He Xiaoyun will go for a walk under the tree to digest food, bathe in the rain of Sophora japonica, and feel that she is very artistic.
Today Liu Yangyang has something to do, she walked alone, turned around the back door of the cafeteria, only to find that there were already people under the locust tree, one of them looked familiar, it was Wu Jing from their class, and there was a strange man standing opposite her. People don't know what to say, and the atmosphere is a bit deadlocked.
He Xiaoyun didn't want to gossip and was about to leave when the man suddenly turned around and left. Wu Jing stared at his back, and waited until the man was gone, then slowly squatted down and buried her face in her knees.
He Xiaoyun hesitated for a moment, hesitating between asking her if she needed help in the past, and walking away quietly, before making a decision, Wu Jing raised her head and met her gaze.
Some distance away, He Xiaoyun wondered if she was crying.
Leaving without saying anything at this time, it would be a bit of a waste here, she simply walked over generously and asked: "Are you okay?"
Wu Jing shook her head slightly, her eyelids were a little red, but she didn't shed tears.
She squatted there, as if she didn't intend to stand up, so He Xiaoyun squatted down too, picked up a few Sophora japonica flowers on the ground, and tossed them in the palm of her hand to play, without mentioning the scene she just saw, just said: "If the cafeteria takes these flowers Making Sophora Blossom Cakes will definitely sell well.”
Wu Jing looked up at the dense tree canopy, and after a long time, said in a slightly hoarse voice: "Where I used to live, there was also a locust tree not far behind the house."
According to her words, it was her former residence, not her home, He Xiaoyun thought to herself, could it be when she went to the countryside to jump in the queue
Just as she was about to ask, Wu Jing said again, "It's my husband's house. That person just now was my husband."
Her tone was very flat, and He Xiaoyun was dumbfounded.
Now she understood how Liu Yangyang felt when he found out that she was married.
It is no exaggeration to say that Wu Jing looks like a goddess of literature and art, quiet and cold, with a touch of alienation, and the man just now, even though He Xiaoyun only looked at his back, can still feel his roughness and vigor. The two are completely opposite people, it's not that one is not good enough for the other, it's just that they don't match each other, how can they get together
After saying that, Wu Jing paused for a long time. He Xiaoyun thought she was not going to continue, so she took another deep breath and spoke slowly.
Three years ago, Wu Jing graduated from high school and went to the south with a few educated youths to join the queue. It was a beautiful place with green mountains and green waters and beautiful scenery. Her anxiety was soothed and she had some expectations for the future.
But this expectation only lasted for two days. On the third night, when she finished her work and returned to the farmer’s house where she was staying to rest, the honest son of that family suddenly broke into her room. She struggled and called for help. But the kind and honest old couple did not appear before, nor did the neighbors who were only separated by a wall.
She tried her best to break free, and ran outside with disheveled hair. The doors of all the houses in the village were closed, and behind the dark windows, there seemed to be pairs of eyes staring at her.
People behind her are chasing after her, she has nowhere to go, nowhere to ask for help, rather than being caught...
She ran to the only deep well in the village...
"What about after that?" He Xiaoyun asked with her heart lifted to her chest, holding her breath.
Wu Jing paused, and said softly: "Someone was drawing water from the well, and he stopped me."
Although the two are classmates, they are not usually close. Those things probably have been held in their hearts for too long, and no one has talked about them. It just happened to be an occasion like today, so she just talked to He Xiaoyun.
That man saved her.
Only then did Wu Jing know that this seemingly beautiful village lived with a group of backward and barbaric villains. They separated the educated youths from the city and assigned them to farmers' families one by one. , just to keep these women and have children.
As for the educated youth who went to the countryside, if they had no connections, they would have no way to return to the city. If they ran away privately, they would be considered as deserters. If they were caught, they would face harsh criticism and reform through labor. For so many years, almost no one could successfully escape this mountain.
Wu Jing wrote letters, but there was no response to all the letters. She finally realized her situation and agreed to marry the man who rescued her.
Even so, she wanted to leave all the time, so she couldn't have children, and she couldn't leave worries and burdens behind. The only luck was that that person didn't force her. Later, the college entrance examination resumed, and the other party sent her to leave the village.
When she was leaving, she saw another female educated youth who came with her, with a big belly, holding a child in her hand.
She didn't dare turn her head back.
"He came to me, and I told him that he would never go back, and he asked if we were going to separate, and I said, yes..." Wu Jing's lips trembled, trying to smile.
"I used him and then abandoned him. I'm already bad."
Although she escaped there, she felt that she had already been polluted by that silt.
He Xiaoyun's heart was heavy and she didn't know what to say.
"… it's not your fault."
Wu Jing laughed uglier than crying.
He Xiaoyun knew that her consolation was powerless, but she understood Wu Jing's approach. If it was her, she would not choose to return to that nightmare place.
And due to policy reasons, rural people in this era are not allowed to move casually. That is to say, Wu Jing doesn't want to go back, and that man can't settle in the city, so even if the two don't want to separate, they can't stay together.
Although He Xiaoyun knew that the policy would change soon and the turning point would come soon, she couldn't tell her.
She had no choice but to persuade: "For bad things, just leave it in the past and look forward. The future will definitely get better and better, just like a year ago, you can imagine that we will be in the university, sitting under the locust tree wanna chat?"
Wu Jing knew that she was right. Compared with other people, she was extremely lucky, at least she met a good person.
She raised her eyes to look in the direction where the man left, and said in a low voice, "Thank you, you are willing to listen to me."
"What's the matter?" He Xiaoyun said, looking at her slightly pale side face, she couldn't help but said again, "What we should do now is not to leave any regrets for the future."
Wu Jing was in a daze.
Back home, He Xiaoyun wasn't too emotional. Wu Jing's words reminded her of the place where she was born. Although she also escaped in the end, the scar remained in her heart.
Wei Jianwei was chopping vegetables in the kitchen, He Xiaoyun walked over, wrapped his arms around his waist, and buried his face in his generous back.
She felt that she was so unfortunate in her previous life, she must have accumulated all her luck and spent it on meeting this person.
She didn't dare to imagine what would have happened if she hadn't been reborn in Qingshuihe, but in the place Wu Jing had mentioned.
Wei Jianwei had heard her coming back a long time ago, seeing that she was silent, he asked, "Are you tired?"
He Xiaoyun responded sullenly.
Hearing that she was in a bad mood, Wei Jianwei put down what he was doing, turned around and hugged her, "What's wrong?"
As he spoke, he lowered his head and touched her forehead to see if she was feeling unwell.
He Xiaoyun said softly: "It's nothing, I just want to hug."
Wei Jianwei smiled lowly, and picked her up by her waist and hips, like holding a child.
He Xiaoyun leaned her face on his shoulder.
In my impression, no one has ever hugged her like this. When she was a child, the elders in the family disliked her as a girl. No one to hug.
She never felt that she lacked love, but now she thought that even if Wei Jianwei didn't do anything, just hug her like this, she would fall in love with him.