Spring scenery in the fields

"it is good."

Shen Rongshan dried his hair, went into the house to get a pair of scissors to sharpen, and after a while, he came out with the sharpened scissors.

As she said, it was cut to the middle of the waist and the cut hair fell to the ground.

Ji Wenhe listened to the sound of scissors clicking and pinched the broken hair on his cheek: "It's ugly to have slightly yellow hair, Brother Shen, cut off all the yellow hair."

Not only are the hairs yellow and dry, but some of them have four or five forks, indicating that they are lacking in nutrition.

Shen Rongshan looked at the yellowed hair and said, "It's too short. Wait until it's longer before cutting it."

"also."

After cutting his hair, Ji Wenhe turned around and saw him picking up the fallen hair. He asked curiously, "Brother Shen, can this be burned?"

"No, dig a hole and bury it."

She remembered that hair would not rot if buried in the soil, so it would be better to burn it. It would be so scary if someone accidentally dug it out.

I stood up and looked at the water tank, but there was no change.

She casually tied her hair up with a hairpin and poured out the water in the basin.

Just as I walked into the kitchen, I heard Aunt Lan's voice: "Rongshan, your uncle has asked, and the chicks are seven cents each."

Ji Wenhe quickly put down the wooden basin and walked out of the yard.

Seven cents each, one cent lower than he expected.

"Aunt Lan, let's buy four." Shen Rongshan looked at the people around him, "Or six?"

"Four, please." She decided to raise four first. She had never raised chickens before, and she didn't have much money.

"I'll keep two at home. I'll go with your uncle tomorrow. He's not good at picking, and I'm afraid he'll buy some sick chickens."

"Aunt Lan, wait for me." Ji Wenhe ran into the house to get the money.

After counting the copper coins, he came out and handed them to her: "Aunt Lan, please buy some for our family as well."

Lan Qiuhua smiled and continued: "I came here to tell you that you don't have to go with me. Your uncle and I can go."

"Hey, thank you Aunt Lan."

"You're welcome, you guys are busy, I'll go back first, I'll go tomorrow morning and be back at noon."

The two of them said goodbye and said, "Take care, Aunt Lan."

She waved and went straight down the mountain.

Ji Wenhe helped Shen Rongshan to patch the gaps in the fence and waited for the chicks to arrive home.

at dusk.

Ji Wenhe stood in the yard, looking down the mountain: "It's strange, why hasn't Yuanshan come back yet."

At this time yesterday, they both came back early.

Shen Wenshan comforted her, "Don't worry, sister-in-law. He may have walked a little far today. I guess he will be back soon."

We waited until dark, but the person still didn't come back.

The three of them could no longer sit still.

Shen Rongshan frowned: "Wen He, Wen Shan, you wait for me at home, I will go find him."

Yuanshan is not a playful person. He is very steady in his work on weekdays. Even if he comes home late, he will not be home before dark.

"Brother, be careful."

"Brother Shen, please be careful."

He nodded and walked quickly down the hill.

The two of them couldn't stop worrying.

The meal was ready, and they were waiting for Shen Yuanshan to come back for dinner. But now, they had no appetite to eat.

About half an hour later, Shen Rongshan came back with a man on his back. He shouted, "Wenshan, light the oil lamp."

Hearing his anxious voice, Ji Wenhe guessed that something had happened to Shen Yuanshan.

Shen Wenshan ran into the house, found the oil lamp, lit it, and brought it inside.

"Brother Shen, Yuanshan, how did you become like this?"

His nose and face were swollen, as if he had been beaten. In his arms was a bamboo pole that had been broken into three pieces, and in his hand was a bracelet that had been trampled to pieces.

Shen Yuanshan looked at her weakly: "Sister-in-law, I'm sorry, it's all broken."

Ji Wenhe's nose felt sour: "It doesn't matter, if it's gone, it's gone. We are making it up. You are the most important."

Shen Rongshan had a cold face and suppressed his emotions. He silently carried the man into the house and carefully put him on the bed.

He didn't know where the wound was affected, and he gasped in pain.

"Yuanshan, who hit you?" Shen Wenshan held his hand.

"I don't know. I borrowed a toilet when I came back. When I came out, I was covered with sacks. I couldn't see their faces. There were several people."

He saw a sleeve, made of brown cloth, which everyone has, and he had no idea who it belonged to.

Ji Wenhe asked: "Where are the voices? Did they talk?"

Shen Yuanshan shook his head slightly: "No, they didn't say a word from beginning to end. They just ran away after beating me."

"then you......"

She wanted to ask more questions, but she caught a glimpse of Shen Rongshan turning around and walking out with murderous intent, so she hurriedly chased after him, not forgetting to explain.

"Wenshan, get some water to clean him up."

He took big steps, and by the time he chased after the man, the man had already walked out of the yard.

"Brother Shen." Ji Wenhe ran over and grabbed his arm, "Brother Shen, don't rush over. Now we need to see how Yuanshan is doing and where he's injured."

Shen Rongshan clenched his fists tightly, his eyes flashing with murderous intent: "I know, I'll go find Aunt Lan, she has some traumatic wine at home."

"Okay, I'll go with you."

She was worried. He looked scary and depressed now.

Family is his bottom line.

Ji Wenhe took his hand and pulled him down the mountain: "We will definitely find him. Let's go to the place where he had the accident and ask for details."

"Yeah." Shen Rongshan responded, took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in his heart.

Arriving at Lan Qiuhua's door, Ji Wenhe knocked on the door: "Aunt Lan, it's me, I want to borrow some wine for traumatic injuries."

She was in the house, not resting yet, and asked curiously, "Did you sprain your ankle? I'll get it to you right away."

When he came out with the medicine, he noticed that the atmosphere between the two was not right, and asked in confusion: "What's wrong, what happened?"

Shen Rongshan took the wine and said, "Yuanshan was beaten."

"What!" Lan Qiuhua shouted in surprise, then lowered her voice, "Why was Yuan Shan beaten? Who did it?"

Ji Wenhe shook his head helplessly: "I didn't see it. Those people were on guard. Aunt Lan, we'll go back first."

"Come on, let me go with you to take a look."

"I'll go too." Shen Anguo came out of the house.

Shen Rongshan did not refuse and walked quickly in front. When he went up the stairs, he looked at Ji Wenhe who was following not far behind him.

"Brother Shen, you go first. I'll go with Aunt Lan and the others."

He nodded and walked up the mountain eagerly.

The three of them followed him into the yard and found the door was closed.

Ji Wenhe remembered that he had asked Shen Wenshan to wash him before leaving, and looked at Shen Anguo: "Anguo, you go in, Wenshan is washing him."

"Okay, let me see."

Lan Qiuhua looked worried: "Didn't Yuanshan go out to sell bracelets? How could he offend anyone?"

Speaking of people to provoke, the only person that comes to mind is Shen Hubiao.

"Could it be Shen Hubiao?"

"Him? He hasn't been back for a long time. Even his father doesn't care about him anymore, and his father didn't go looking for him."

The villagers asked his father, and they just thought that Shen Hubiao had died outside and ignored him completely.

Ji Wenhe shook his head: "I just guessed it was him, I'm not sure. Yuanshan didn't see his face, nor did he hear his voice. There were several people."