? This Lingxiang is a petite but pungent woman. She has been married to the village for five years and has never given birth to a child. The village has been rumored that she is skinny and has no seeds. Lingxiang secretly went to the county hospital to check herself and found that there was nothing wrong with herself. I also believe that my infertility for many years is a man's problem. But in any case, she will give her husband and give birth to a son for herself. Rural women, if they don't have sons, can't stand up straight after all, and there is no one to rely on when they are old. So, the idea of borrowing seeds gradually took root in her heart. But ideas belong to ideas. She is not a flatterer and will never take the initiative to "borrow" this thing from a man.
Until one day at noon, the arrival of her brother-in-law made her idea come true. My brother-in-law just came back from draining water from the ground and passed by the door of Lingxiang kitchen, when Lingxiang was cooking. Because of the hot weather, Ling Xiang wore a sleeveless cotton vest and a pair of thigh-high shorts. Sweat soaked the thin clothes, and because of repeated washing, the shoulder-length cuffs became big and wide, and all the exposed ones were exposed. Lingxiang's brother-in-law naturally took in everything in a glance. Sister Lingxiang is in poor health and takes medicine all the year round. Unlike Lingxiang, Lingxiang is small but full. Lingxiang's brother-in-law watched Lingxiang waving a spatula for a while and shouted, "Lingxiang, cook!" " "He stood beside LingXiang, watching for a while. Suddenly, a hand jumped on her ass. Lingxiang subconsciously wanted to resist, but suddenly flashed the word borrow. Coincidentally, Lingxiang's man went to work in a neighboring county these days. So, resistance turned into acquiescence. Brother-in-law immediately became enthusiastic and pushed Lingxiang down on himself. Lingxiang shivered, and the spatula slammed on the iron pan ... Later, as long as Lingxiang's man was not there, his brother-in-law went to Lingxiang's house for three days.
On this day, Lingxiang was too affectionate with her brother-in-law who left later than usual, which hit Lianxiang.
The following winter, catkin-like snowflakes floated in this small village on the plain in the middle and lower reaches of the Yangtze River. Bare Gleditsia sinensis trees on the hillside hummed silently in the wind and snow, and some withered Gleditsia sinensis seeds hung sporadically. Small snowflakes stained Wafi with white. The wind that roared all night was suddenly wrapped by the baby's hoofbeat from Lingxiang's house under the slope. Yes, Lingxiang finally gave birth to a son for her husband and herself, son! Since Ling Xiang was pregnant, her man has been pregnant with an uncertain joy, and with the expansion of his wife's stomach day by day, this uncertainty has been dispelled little by little, until finally this little thing with a handle was born, and he just wanted to be happy. He told himself: I have been looking forward to this baby for so many years, and I have been ridiculed behind my back. Today is finally here, and I should be happy; Lingxiang is my woman, and the children she gave birth to are naturally my own kind! He hugged his son excitedly and gratefully and shouted at Ling Xiang: "Son, Ling Xiang, look, our son!" "Lingxiang looked at her exhausted husband, raised her mouth and smiled gently. At this time, she also silently told herself: From now on, I will concentrate on taking care of my son and running this more complete home. Lingxiang told her brother-in-law that when she found out she was pregnant, she slept with him, for no other reason than to have a son. If she gives birth to a son, he won't come to see her again. It is impossible to say that there is no affection between you and your brother-in-law, but Ling Xiang is a person with strong personality and great face, and he will never "penny wise and pound foolish". In any case, she will cut off this romantic history. She took the baby from her husband and watched the healthy baby come out of her body. She smiled firmly and happily again. This should be the happiest moment in a woman's life! "Hey, what do you suggest for your son? "Lingling asked her husband who sent her trotters and soybean milk." I've made up my mind. This year is the year of the horse, and I am my son. I hope he will succeed in the future. If "horse" doesn't sound good, call it "pony", Zhao Ju. "The husband said with satisfaction, well, yes, I like the name, too. It's called Zhao Ju. Lingxiang held her son in her arms. Like all mothers in the world, she looked at her sleeping son and said softly, "My pony, you should grow up quickly." " ? Lingxiang has been immersed in the satisfaction and happiness brought by her son, and almost forgot that she borrowed the seeds from her brother-in-law. ? In fact, from the day when Lingxiang's belly bulged, the villagers laughed at Lingxiang's man behind his back and made his uncle cuckold.
Since ancient times, this kind of affair has been very popular in rural areas, especially the female masses, who tirelessly seek and spread all kinds of legendary stories and tirelessly provide villagers with information to talk about after dinner. Lianxiang is no exception. Since she was lucky enough to capture the explosive news herself, how could she have the heart to let it rot in her stomach? She first vividly described what she saw with her old friend Narcissus that morning, and then further dealt with the scandal in the same seemingly confidential tone when washing clothes by the river. Then all the women who participated in this laundry conversation told their lovers their stories about reprocessing, and the women told their men on the pillow. In this way, everyone in Zhaotang Village knew that Lingxiang was pregnant with a wild species. In the first spring ploughing season after Lingxiang's son was born, Lingxiang had finished her confinement and began to join the farm. The watery fields are inlaid with neat green rice seedlings, surrounded by winding ridges covered with new grass extending in all directions. Three or two egrets adorn it, or stand quietly in the water with their necks crooked, or? Jump with open wings, or peck at something with a long neck. As for farmers, they are all bent over their backs and absorbed, either pulling out seedlings or transplanting them. . Only occasionally at the top of my voice, I shouted a few words to acquaintances in another field in the distance. At this time, Lian Xiang, tied by Wu's short board, was herding cattle on the ridge, with a cow rope tied around her waist and holding the back of her hand. I don't know if she really didn't pay attention or did it on purpose. Less than a cup of tea, the big buffalo behind her actually ate a whole third of the seedlings in Lingxiang rice field. Lianxiang dragged the cow's mouth onto the ridge. It happened that Lingxiang came here with an empty burden to pull out seedlings and saw that she had been chewed into a large paddy field. The spicy index reached its peak instantly. War between women is bound to break out. "How to herd cattle? Look at how my paddy field was destroyed. " ? "Who said that? Did you see my cow eating your seedlings? " ? Lianxiang's cow had eaten on the ridge of another field, so she answered the question confidently. "You are the only one herding cattle here. It was fine when I was here last time. Who are you? " "You bitch, you are shameless. If you have an illegitimate child, you will be very upset. If you have an illegitimate child, you will be wronged at random! " Lotus fragrance is not pleasing to the eye. "Your mother+,who gave birth to a bastard? You fucking gave birth to a bastard!" ? No one knows what Ling Xiang thinks she is. "You are a tight-lipped slut. Mom got an a+. I saw it when I got up to relieve myself that morning. . . ""Look, what are you looking at? . . . ""What do you see? I saw your brother-in-law coming out of your house with pants! " At this time, the villagers near and far straightened up and looked at the two women who were almost fighting. Everyone looked at the excitement and laughed. ? "Your brother-in-law, your sister Momoka man! Look at you, you bastard, what kind of man are you? " Lianxiang shouted with a fork in her waist, and then said to the onlookers, "What I saw with my own eyes can be fake? Her husband and wife have been married for five years and have never given birth. Why did they suddenly have a son? Let's just watch and see what her son looks like in the future! " ?
Lingxiang gradually lost. But she must not show any guilt, she can't put an end to rumors, but she can't punch herself in the mouth. Over the years, I have learned in this village where people's customs have deteriorated since I don't know when: there are no neighbors and villagers here, everything is just a tooth for a tooth, and everything is self-interest. She tried to suppress her panic. When she gradually calmed down and looked at this rather arrogant woman in front of her, a vague image of five years ago was swaying.
Five years ago, Ling Xiang just got married in Zhaotang Village. At that time, Ling Xiang, as the bride, was always a little timid in front of people and had not taken off the innocence of the little girl. It's late summer, and in the evening, the sun is still floating between orange and light gray clouds, and all kinds of insects are singing in the bushes and grass on the roadside, especially cicadas. Grasshoppers (a tiny insect, dialect) pounced on his face in waves. Lingxiang went to the vegetable field to pick peppers at her mother-in-law's request. She is very happy because she always feels nervous when she is with her mother-in-law. Ling Xiang was carrying a basket, picking peppers and humming a song in a low voice. I vaguely heard movement in the bushes: shortness of breath and pleasant groans. Lingxiang was too immersed in her own little freedom to care too much. She just regards this sport as a bug. Just as Lingxiang's basket was almost full, a woman emerged from the bushes and cut her hair while walking to the path next to Lingxiang's coriander field. Pretending to be ordinary, she said to Ling Xiang, "The new wife picks peppers!" Ling Xiang raised his head and opened his mouth dully: "Ah, yes!" "Shortly after the woman left, a man came out of the bushes again. Ling Xiang has never set foot in any field. In her eyes, everything is as normal as the night darkens.
Yes, that woman five years ago was Lian Xiang! That man is a handsome young man in the village and hasn't got married yet. Two years ago, that man demolished a house in the county, fell off the roof and died. Leaving a wife and a half-year-old daughter.
Lingxiang wiped away the dust, so that the memory could be played back clearly, and her eyes lit up in an instant.
"Hum! Don't think that everyone is as slutty as you! You slut, don't forget to have an affair with the man in the bush! "
Everyone is stunned!
"Don't think I don't know what you and Zhao Xiaoguo did in the bushes near my vegetable field five years ago!"
"Zhao Xiaoguo-ah, he wasn't married then!" Some onlookers said.
"If he hadn't died, you might be having sex with him in the Woods now!" Lingxiang stepped up her offensive.
"Put your mother's shit!" Lianxiang was in a hurry and grabbed Lingxiang's hair as soon as she came up. Lingxiang also grabbed her paw together. The two women kicked each other desperately, screaming and madly.
Others have seen enough, if they don't pull, something will happen, and then they will pull the female wolf with bloodshot eyes away.
People can stop fighting physically, but they can't stop fighting in their mouths.
"+your mother's whore!"
"shameless rotten goods!"
"Let brother-in-law be a bastard!"
"You fucking provoke wild men!"
Lian Xiang never dreamed that her relationship with Zhao Xiaoguo would be exposed one day! That evening five years ago, she was sure that Lingxiang had not found anything. She thought Lingxiang would forget this "normal" night. In fact, Lian Xiang herself hasn't thought of the past for a long time. Even if she does, it seems very far away, as far away as another illusion. However, when Lingxiang talked about Zhao Xiaoguo, Lianxiang's heart tightened, and the softest part of her heart twisted like wet clothes. Tears shed by drops are blocked by a secret heart wall and stored forever. Xiao Guo died. He fell dead. After his death, his handsome face was smashed to pieces.
At that time, she married her husband, Zhao Shuigen, in order to escape from the family that had fallen apart. Her father has always been an alcoholic, and the owner of the village shop always comes to her house for drinks. When her father came home drunk, he scolded his neighbors, his wife and children, and even took off his cracked belt and beat his wife and daughter like an animal. More than ten acres of paddy fields at home are all managed by her and her mother. She is fed up with this hopeless and resentful life, and she will leave without hesitation whenever possible. In the spring when she was twenty, she met 32-year-old Zhao Shuigen while picking snow mushrooms on the mountain. She met such a healthy and plump girl here in the wilderness. Over the years, Zhao Shuigen, who mainly releases hormones by watching pornographic films, has been tempted. ? He first accosted Lian Xiang: "Sister, pick up mushrooms!" " "Ah, picking up mushrooms" Lianxiang looked up and saw his one eye. ? Seeing Lianxiang's reaction, Zhao Shuigen tied the cow to the stump, walked into her, glanced at her basket and said with a smile. "Picked up a lot! I can make a snow mushroom soup at noon. " "Lian Xiang, who is that?" Lianxiang's companion at the other end of the bush asked. "Oh, a passerby, I don't know him." Lianxiang answered through the bushes. "Hey, elder sister, you don't know me, but I know you. Are you Lian Xiang, the daughter of Liu Cun drunkard Liu Xi? "
"Well, my father is Liu Xi." "I'm Zhao Shuigen from Zhaotang Village. I had a drink with your father. " Lian Xiang has heard of Zhao Shuigen. His father is a village party secretary and has made a lot of money. A three-story building has been built at home, and it is said that there are several houses in the county. In Zhaotang Village, it can be regarded as the second-to-none "giant". This Zhao Shuigen was engaged several times and spent a lot of money, but in the end no girl wanted to marry him. "Hey, I know a place where there are many mushrooms. I will take you there. " Zhao Shuigen whispered close to Lianxiang's ear, and her voice was full of ambiguity. "Really?" Lian Xiang didn't know what to do at the moment. She was afraid of losing her honor and left with him. If she doesn't go, she is afraid of missing something. "You come with me! Can I lie to you? " Zhao Shuigen's inner impatience has been written on his face. "Really?" Lian Xiang said without any idea. "Really, really, absolutely", Zhao Shuigen grabbed Lianxiang's hand and walked forward. This grab took away Lian Xiang's idea: I want to leave this home. Zhao Shuigen came to the field at the foot of the mountain with lotus fragrance, pushed aside the rape flowers that were half a person high and got in. "Come on, come on, there are many mushrooms here." "Who are you kidding? Mushrooms grow here. Did you plant it? " Lianxiang giggled and said. When the two were submerged in rape blossoms, Zhao Shuigen couldn't hold it any longer: "Sister, come with me. Follow me to eat and drink well, and never have to suffer from your alcoholic father again. " Said has pounced on the lotus fragrance. ..... "You say, tomorrow will go to my house to propose. If you dare not come, it's my treat. " Lianxiang said half angrily. "I don't want you?" Zhao Shuigen looked sideways at Lianxiang's chest and said. "Well, have you seen enough?" Lianxiang gave Zhao Shuigen a hard finger. "My mother must go to your house tomorrow. Then pick a good day, and we'll have a wedding and not get engaged or anything, okay? Come to my house early and have fun. " Zhao Shuigen said. Zhao Shuigen's mother was so happy that she went to Liucun the next day. A month later, Lian Xiang became a native of Zhaotang Village. In Zhao Shuigen's house, Lian Xiang is like a rich woman, doing nothing and living a life of reaching for clothes and full of food. But she gradually discovered that Zhao Shuigen could do nothing but stay with women. He looks so weak in front of other men. Talk big at home, afraid to go out and talk. It's a combination of Kong Yiji and Ah Q. She dislikes her husband more and more, and looks down on him more and more. The summer after her marriage, at 2 o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was burning, the grass on the roadside faded, and the dog lay in the shade with its tongue out to catch its breath. Most people in the village are resting, and few people are walking outside. Lianxiang was washing vegetables by the river when suddenly a man's back popped out of the middle of the river. The man brushed the water from his face with his hand and turned around. When he saw the fragrance of lotus, he was surprised and said, "Oh, my God!" " The man was naked, but fortunately the water was not clear enough for people in the water to understand. Lian Xiang wiped the sweat on her forehead with the back of her hand, and looked at the handsome face that an extraordinary fetus can have with her mouth open, always feeling deja vu. "See what see, have never seen a man. Help me throw away my shorts, the one hanging on the tree. " "Oh, oh, ok." Lian Xiang said that she quickly put down her hand and got up to get his shorts. "After wearing shorts in the water, the man swam to Lianxiang's side, propped up his hands, and landed on his feet. In this short process, the strong white muscles stained with water in the sun brought a visual feast to Lianxianglai. She knew that he had sat under a tree and smoked a cigarette before he left after landing. In fact, her dishes should have been washed long ago, but she couldn't bear to leave. Her face has been burning hot and her chest is pounding. She wanted to look back at him again, but somehow she dared not.
Since Lianxiang met that handsome guy by the river that day, she has been washing things by the river at that time every day. The sheets at home are covered, and the clothes in the cupboard, all the towels and even rags at home have been washed by her several times. She can either go back in high spirits or put her wet clothes back in the bucket dejectedly, depending on whether the man appears or not. Then autumn came, and there was not much farm work. Lian Xiang hasn't seen that man for a long time. However, all the pictures with him are repeated in her heart day and night. ? And life, always inadvertently let people harvest accidents. In the autumn morning, the sky is high and the clouds are light, and a few faint clouds inadvertently pass through the calm and green pond. The air is cool, leaving only a thin layer of water mist on the fields of straw piles. Some people's chimneys have begun to smoke. Dogs, hens and ducks all get up early for a walk. I don't know who the man is "drinking and drinking" to rinse his mouth and clear his throat, and the whole village can hear his majestic voice. She has only heard of such a handsome young man before, but she has been married for a year and has never seen him. And that day by the river, she was sure that he was the legendary handsome Zhao Xiaoguo. Recently, Lian Xiang's mother-in-law sprained her foot and had to work at home. This time, this morning, it was Lianxiang who went to collect the autumn peppers on the ground. Her vegetable field is next to the big willow tree in the upper reaches of that river. She swam up. Just as she walked past the big willow tree, she was surprised to find that Zhao Xiaoguo was sitting against the tree, smoking a cigarette and pulling out the green weeds on the ground. Lianxiang stopped. She didn't know why, but she just found it difficult to move. Smoke filled their eyes, but Lian Xiang clearly saw tenderness in those deep eyes. "Are you Lian Xiang?" "Oh, by the way, Lianxiang, how do you know?" "Don't you know me? I said, "Oh, I know you. You are Zhao Xiaoguo." "Don't you remember at all?" "My previous name was Chen Zixiao." "What are you talking about!" ? Lian Xiang was heartbroken at the name, and she was even more angry with the man in front of her. "It's me, it's really me, Lian Xiang, I'm still alive," Zhao Xiaoguo stared at Lian Xiang's eyes. "Lian Xiang, next summer, I'll come back to catch one hundred fireflies for you, so wait for me-"
? "One hundred fireflies-"Lianxiang's psychological defense line collapsed instantly.
? "Remember?"
? "A hundred fireflies-"Lian Xiang vaguely repeated with tears, "but why did you show up now?" Tears welled up in her eyes, and Lian Xiang whispered painfully.
? Chen Zixiao took the cigarette from her mouth in one hand and put it between her fingers. She held Lian Xiang in the other hand and gently touched her head. ? Chen Zixiao is still alive, but Lianxiang is married to a man she doesn't love. With the resurrection of Chen Zixiao, that part of her mind that was blocked completely collapsed. Because of this fate, the original complete thing is broken and broken beyond repair. Chen Zixiao didn't intend to recognize her, but it was worse than death for him to pretend to be a stranger in front of her. He has been sitting under this willow tree all night, and the appearance of lotus fragrance made him make a decision after fighting with the river all night.
Chen Zixiao's mother is an extremely beautiful woman and is called a prostitute by outsiders. She is an educated youth from Shanghai who jumped the queue in Liucun. Twenty years ago, the beautiful female college students in this city charmed all the men in Shili Baxiang. One night, she was raped by Zhao who was drunk. Later, the female educated youth gave birth to a boy, and the boy never had a father. The educated youth never returned to Shanghai, because her family died in a fire in her second year in the countryside. When the boy was fourteen, his mother took him to live in the county. The next year, the old house they rented caught fire. It is said in Liucun that the mother and son were burned to death, and they have been feeling this way for several years. At that time, Lian Xiang cried in bed for many nights. Before he died, Chen Zixiao's mother told him that his father was Zhao from Zhaotang Village and asked him to find him. But Zhao's wife doesn't want to raise other people's children. So 15-year-old Chen Zixiao lived in the county town, didn't go to school or work, and followed a group of gangsters all day. But some time ago, Zhao's wife, who had never been able to give birth to a son, suddenly changed her mind and asked Zhao to get it back, changed her name and officially recognized her ancestors. So, six years later, Lianxiang and Zhao Xiaoguo met again. I just can't go back six years. Zhao Xiaoguo was an illegitimate child in the village when he was a child. Other children bullied him. Only Lian Xiang, who is two years older than him, is kind to him. They are childhood friends and are closely related. Zhao Xiaoguo told Lian Xiang when she was very young that she would marry her when she grew up. It's impossible now. Zhao Xiaoguo's heart is full of pain, even numb. He hugged Lian Xiang tightly and kissed her madly. From this day on, they met every day until Zhao Xiaoguo married another woman he didn't love.
After Zhao Xiaoguo got married, they both lived a very difficult life. In order to support his family, Zhao Xiaoguo often goes to the county seat to demolish houses. After the death of her mother-in-law, Lianxiang's useless husband only gambled, and the family went from bad to worse, so he had to start doing housework. Zhao Xiaoguo's body was sent to the village at three or four o'clock in the morning, passing by the acacia tree. Zhao Shuigen was called to help. Lianxiang was awakened. Her whole world was destroyed. It is from then on that she will wake up at this point every day, from the beginning to the end. Indifferent time and cruel life gradually rebuilt her world, a completely different world. Without Zhao Xiaoguo, love and sadness, anything that seems melodramatic and unrealistic to rural people no longer exists. She became strong and hard-working and became a famous bitch in Zhaotang Village. Every day, like other rural women, they live tenaciously. Zhao Xiaoguo? He was sealed forever.
When I heard Zhao Xiaoguo's name from Lingxiang's mouth, Lianxiang really felt very sad. But Zhao Xiaoguo is long dead, so he and his past are long gone. Why are you responsible for what's dead? Lianxiang broke free from the crowd and rushed up and dumped Lingxiang with a slap.