The husband and wife of a wealthy school

Zhao Yan's face turned green on the spot.

He just saw an iron chain tied to the woman's wrist, and the other end of the iron chain was tied to a tree in the yard.

Generally, livestock such as cattle and sheep are tied to wooden posts with iron chains.

When Zhao Yan returned home with the tofu, his mother guessed what had happened when she saw the expression on her face. She asked Zhao Yan, "Did you see the daughter-in-law next door?"

Zhao Yan put down the tofu, washed his hands, picked up the dumpling skin rolled out by his mother to make dumplings, and said, "Mom, don't you feel pitiful?"

His mother yelled at Zhao Jingjing who was in the yard and told her to come in and make dumplings.

"I think it's useless to be pitiful. Many people in the village feel pitiful, but no one will help and let her go. This is not the first time we have seen this kind of thing in this area. This daughter-in-law was bought with your uncle's life savings Yes, it didn’t fall from the sky. The main reason is that your big brother next door is an inhuman thing. If you don’t beat him, maybe he will settle down and live with you after a long time. I haven't run before, I don't know how many times I have run in the past two years, I ran once two days ago, and I was stopped when I left the village..."

His mother stopped in the middle of her sentence, and looked suspiciously at Zhao Yan several times, "Mom knows you have a good heart, and if you read a lot, you will think that the people in the village are uncivilized, but you really have nothing to do with this matter. If this daughter-in-law really runs away No, the family next door will fight you desperately, everyone in the village can flood our house with spit, mom is not trying to scare you."

Zhao Yan was absent-minded about making dumplings, and the dumplings looked even uglier.

Zhao Jingjing washed her hands and came in to make dumplings. Hearing what she said just now, she remembered what she saw two days ago, and then said: "The last time I played with Chunzi under the tree at the head of the village, I saw the lame brother's wife running away. Passed by, Chunzi's eyes were very sharp, he dropped the chicken feather key and ran home to call his father. Not long after, a group of people came and chased them out in a tricycle. When I came back, I saw a lame leg at the head of the village The eldest brother picked up the crutch in his hand and beat me, I was so frightened that I didn’t even dare to look.”

Zhao Jingjing talked a lot before making a dumpling. When she put the dumpling, she saw the dumpling made by her brother and laughed hahaha: "Brother, look at the dumplings you made, don't they look like the soil in our field?" pimple."

"Your brother's hands will be used to hold a scalpel in the future, not to make dumplings," his mother said, looking at the dumplings made by Zhao Jingjing, annoyed: "You are a girl, and you have the nerve to say that others have made dumplings like this." .”

Zhao Yan's mind was not on the dumplings at all, he was thinking about which year, which year's New Year's Eve this woman jumped into the well and died, maybe it was too long, and he couldn't remember it no matter what.

Unable to remember, he picked up a piece of dumpling wrapper, lowered his head and put a piece of meat on the dumpling wrapper. From the angle of lowering his head, out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the red hat on his sister's head, which was the big one he bought. Red beanie.

red……

In a blink of an eye, he suddenly remembered something that he saw in the next door but had been ignored by him. The dumpling wrapper in his hand suddenly dropped to the ground.

Fuck: "What's wrong?"

"Accidentally fell." Zhao Yan squatted down and picked up the dumpling skin and a small piece of meat and threw it into a pile of garbage by the stove.

He remembered that he just went to the next door to buy tofu, lowered his head to tease the child, and saw the shoes on the woman's feet, red printed shoes, the child may have just learned to walk, standing on the ground with her legs, small feet next to her shoes.

In his memory, on the early morning of the first day of the new year, he passed by the door next door and saw a circle of people surrounded by the well in the yard next door. The shoe that was left alone in the yard was a red printed shoe.

Could it be... is this year's New Year's Eve!

There was a fire in the kitchen stove, and there was smoke, so the kitchen window was open, and suddenly a gust of cold wind came in, and Zhao Yan felt a chill down his spine.

He stood back, made dumplings again, and continued to ask seemingly unintentionally while making dumplings: "Did no one call the police?"

His mother took a look, and the meaning in her eyes was why are you so concerned about this matter, what do you want to do? !

Zhao Yan smiled and met his fucking eyes: "Mom, I definitely won't do anything that will bring trouble to our family, I'm just curious."

His mother: "It's useless to call the police. When autumn just started a few months ago, a lost tourist came into the village. As soon as the tourist left, two men in police uniforms came and called them by name and said they wanted to investigate. What happened? , was chased away by a group of men in the village with hoes on their shoulders, and the police couldn’t shoot and kill people. There’s nothing a scholar can do when he meets a soldier.”

Zhao Yan: "Why do the villagers help with this kind of thing?"

"Several generations have lived in the same village. If you don't help your own people, how can you help others?! Everyone knows that in order to buy this daughter-in-law, your uncle next door has spent his entire life's savings, and he can't just watch it go to waste."

……

After dinner, the setting sun hung on the top of the mountain, reflecting the snow on the top of the mountain red, and slanting down the warm yellow light.

Zhao Yan's house has two doors, a front door and a back door.Inside the back door is the backyard. There is a vegetable field in the backyard. In spring and summer, some vegetables will be planted, not many, but enough for the family to eat.

Now in the twelfth lunar month of winter, the vegetable field in the backyard has been barren.

There is a valley next to the back door, and on the opposite side of the valley is a very large and tall mountain.Zhao Yan stood outside the back door, looking at the seemingly vast and barren hills in winter.

He wanted to send a message to Yan Cheng, lowered his head and took out his phone, and the phone rang just in time.

Zhao Yanwei raised the corners of his lips and smiled, could this be the legendary tacit understanding?He pressed the green button to connect to the phone, he felt better, and the mountain wind was not so cold.

Fearing that the signal would be bad, he purposely walked a few steps closer to the valley, "Hello? Yan Cheng."

Yan Cheng: "Miss me?"

Zhao Yan smiled and said, "It means you miss me?"

Yan Cheng: "Does that mean you miss me too?"

Zhao Yan heard the sound of rolling waves coming from the other end of the phone.

He looked down at the withered and yellow grass branches poking out of the unmelted snow on the side of the valley. The slanting sun cast a long reflection on the snow. The shape of the reflection was quite artistic, reminiscent of lavender.

Zhao Yan knew that Yan Cheng just wanted to hear those two words, so he cooperated very well and said, "I think about it."

Sure enough, he heard Yan Cheng's low laughter, which sounded very clear and sweet from the phone, and he could even hear his breathing.

Zhao Yan: "Where are you? I seem to hear the sound of waves."

Yan Cheng: "You guess?"

Why did he ask him to guess again? Zhao Yan was very honest: "I can't guess."

Yan Cheng: "Barcelona, ​​Spain, by the sea."

Zhao Yan: "Didn't you say you were going to Fengqiao Mountain, why did you go to Spain?"

Yan Cheng: "Coming to Spain is not a tour, but a companion. My dad is here to talk about a high-tech industry investment project. I'm not at home during the Chinese New Year, so I can only accompany him."

Zhao Yan: "Is Barcelona beautiful?"

Yan Cheng: "Well...it's a nice, welcoming city. I'm at the seaside now, and I'm thinking about taking you to see it sometime. The sea is blue, with blue sky, white clouds, seagulls, old wooden boats, and people on the shore. It's all very leisurely, some people are drinking and laughing loudly, some are playing and singing, and some are painting."

Yan Cheng's voice was pleasant, and as he spoke slowly, one picture after another appeared in Zhao Yan's mind.

Looking up, I saw the setting sun, only half of the setting sun was left, and the other half fell behind the vast and desolate mountain.

Zhao Yan: "It's evening on my side, the sun is setting on the mountain, what time is it on your side?"

Yan Cheng: "It's past ten o'clock in the morning. There is a seven-hour time difference between here and China. It should be past five o'clock in the evening on your side."

Zhao Yan took down the phone to check the time, then put it back to his ear and said, "It's true, 05:30."

Yan Cheng: "I stand in Barcelona and look up at the sun. The ancients share the beautiful beauty of thousands of miles. Are we called thousands of miles of sunshine?"

There was a smile in Yan Cheng's voice, and it could be heard that he was in a good mood.

Zhao Yan: "After you say that, I feel that the cold sunset photos on my body have become more intimate."

Yan Cheng was pleased by this sentence, and the smile in his voice became stronger: "How did I find out that your mouth is so sweet."

Zhao Yan was infected by his good mood: "When will you return to China?"

Yan Cheng: "Look at my dad's itinerary, if it goes well, the day after tomorrow."

Zhao Yan: "Isn't it cold over there?"

Yan Cheng: "It's not cold, around fifteen degrees, is it cold in your house?"

Zhao Yan: "It's evening now, it's below zero."

Yan Cheng: "I'll turn on the loudspeaker and let you feel the warm sea breeze in Barcelona, ​​okay?"

Zhao Yan: "Okay."

Then, he heard the sound of the waves more clearly, like slapping against his ears, and the chirping of seagulls.I don't know if the signal is bad, or the quality of his mobile phone is not good, or the reason for the overseas call, there is a little noise in it.

But this little noise did not affect the warmth in his heart, as if he really felt the warm and suitable sea breeze in Barcelona.

Amidst the sound of the waves, he vaguely heard Yan Cheng's voice speaking English. He didn't know who he was talking to, and he couldn't quite understand what he was saying.

Soon, the clear sound of the waves disappeared, and Yan Cheng's clear voice came from the receiver: "A Spanish woman who painted pictures came to talk to me just now, she said that I was the most handsome oriental man she had ever seen, and asked if I would I don't want to be her model."

Zhao Yan was very curious: "What did you say?"

"I said I'm not pure oriental, my grandfather is French and my grandmother is English. But I know a handsome man of pure oriental descent, unfortunately, he didn't come to Spain. She said it was true Spain's loss, I said, to make up for Spain's loss, I'll bring him next time."

Zhao Yan smiled softly while holding the phone.

Yan Cheng: "I'll send you a postcard when I go back to the hotel, but I don't know when I will arrive. Do you think I will arrive in City Z first, or the postcard will arrive first?"

"You come first." Zhao Yan blurted out without thinking.

Yan Cheng: "I know, it's because you miss me."

Zhao Yan, who was caught in the middle of a sentence: "Have you always been so confident?"

Yan Cheng: "Don't you have self-confidence? Do you dare to say that you are not?"

Zhao Yan smiled and said, "Don't dare."

……

In the evening, Zhao Yan soaked the astragalus, red dates, wolfberry and other traditional Chinese medicines that were beneficial to the liver and kidneys brought back from T city into a cup with boiled water, filling the cup with water.

Zhao Jingjing walked in from outside the door, her eyes sparkled, and she looked innocent and unaware of the sufferings of the world. She pointed to the cup and said, "Brother, what is this?"

"Medicine, give it to our mother, you have to remember to remind our mother to drink a cup every day."

Zhao Jingjing: "Our mother is not sick!"

"It's not a medicine for curing diseases, it's a medicine for strengthening the body. My brother will teach you, just take a little of each of these kinds of medicinal materials and put them in a cup, brew them with boiling water, and you can drink them. It's just like tea, it's very simple Yes, if you have time in the future, you can help our mother, you know?"

"I got it, I got it, isn't it like making tea?" Zhao Jingjing turned around in a circle to show off her new clothes, "Brother, don't they look good? I was wearing the one you bought for me just now. The clothes went out for a walk, and everyone said they looked good, and Chunzi even said enviously, "Your brother really loves you."

Zhao Yan: "It doesn't matter whether you look good or not, as long as the clothes are not cold."

"Not cold, not cold at all."

At this time, his mother came out of the house and saw the clothes on Zhao Jingjing's body, she was very angry: "You damn girl, didn't you tell you to wear new clothes for the New Year, why are you wearing them now?!"

His mother called him sister, Xiao Nizi when she was happy, and dead girl when she was unhappy.

Zhao Jingjing pushed back: "I wear it now, and I will also wear it for the New Year."

Looking at his sister's innocent and savage appearance at this time, Zhao Yan can hardly imagine how life used to turn her into what she was later.

In this life, everything has not started yet, how wonderful!