Chapter 21 third chapter

I was the last one home. The village sent tea, rice, and wine to the fellow villagers who were in emergency, and the fellow insisted on keeping me for a meal.Or the countryside is more humane than the farm.The cooks on the farm cook three meals on time and then rest, it doesn't matter whether you are emergency or not! "If you don't eat, you should always have a glass of wine, so as to relieve the cold." A person who looked like a village cadre advised me. "I know that you have a good life on the farm, and you get paid every month, unlike our rural areas, where a working day is only five cents..."

"If it's not going to make a fuss, I'll look for it!" The person next to me interjected. "If you don't drink, you're looking down on us." "The Workers and Peasants Alliance," some villagers didn't know what to say, "You workers are big brothers..." In this way, I had no choice but to stay for two mouthfuls of rice and a few sips of wine. At dusk, sunset glow appeared at sunset, and the muddy dirt road was brighter and drier than in the afternoon.Mosquitoes and "little bites" were not washed away by the rain. At this time, they got out from nowhere, gathered in groups in the air, and flew desperately.The frogs also began to croak, and there was a cheerful clucking sound all around.It looks like tomorrow will be fine weather.

Powered up this evening.It was not completely dark yet, and on the road, I saw lights on every house in the village, as if they were going to make up for the loss of electricity that was not used yesterday, and it seemed that every house was celebrating that they had escaped the flood. Ah, I'm a "waste"!I'm just a "waste"!It's a liar! ... All efforts are in vain and boring!But there is still a little ridiculous heroism left in man.This heroism is not used to save others, but to save oneself.Maybe I can still be saved?Not to despair?Only this can be comforting.What a small comfort!I staggered along.The cold wine and cold food from the villagers condensed into lumps in my stomach, and they stuck heavily on my heart.That kind of wine was not made from grain, but probably made from barnyard barnyardgrass or sweet potatoes. It was bitter and astringent. At this time, not only did it not dispel the cold air, but it made my whole body cold and shivering.

I pushed open the door and almost collapsed to the ground. "Oh! Look at you..." She is kneading dough by the stove.In my eyes, she was like a red-hot iron.She put down what she was doing and rushed towards me.I felt that she was extremely powerful, and dragged me into the back room all at once, and helped me onto the kang.The dexterous hands quickly stripped off all the wet clothes on my body, pulled the quilt embroidered with tractors and pressed it on me. "Just count on you!" She scolded me as she worked, "What kind of hero are you?! There are so many people with good backgrounds and high consciousness, why don't you go into the water? I heard it at home. I scolded in my heart: Idiot! Only you, an idiot, can do this kind of thing! You should stand on the dry bank and watch! Watch them do it when they usually shout 'revolution' fiercely..."

She ran to the outer room again and brought a bowl of steaming ginger soup. "Hurry up, drink it while it's hot. It's already boiled for you, and I'll wait until you don't come back! I thought you were drowned in the water..." From her exclamation and a series of nagging, I felt concern.Women are strange, uncanny, and elusive!This is mercy?Is it sympathy?Or the so-called love?Or a little bit of everything and nothing?Just an obligation to help each other when living together? ... After drinking a large bowl of spicy ginger soup, my internal organs warmed up a lot. The ice cubes that blocked my heart melted, but my skin was still cold, as if I was still soaked in a flood.There were goose bumps all over my body, as if I had hives; even my cheeks were shaking.So, she knelt on the kang and kneaded my arms and chest like kneading dough.

"You deserve it! Why didn't you drown?! If you drowned, they will hold a memorial service for you and recognize you as a member of the Communist Party!... Go earn the credit and see if someone says hello to you?! Maybe they will still say hello to you. Say you want to dig that hole deeper! Haven’t you had enough of your past experience?! You’re like a pig: remember what you eat but not what you buy!…” The skin on my arms and chest stretched and turned red, and I suddenly felt like I was riding a cloud, and my heart seemed to soften.Her face is floating in front of my eyes, like a beautiful kite... It's better to have a woman at home!Didn't she say that too? "It's better to have a man in the family!" It turned out that this was what she said, "two self-employed households set up a cooperative"!I can't help but smile when I think about it.

"What are you laughing at? Am I wrong?" She patted my cheek. "Hey! Look at you, your face is still cold... Come, put your face on my chest!" She pinched the bottom of the shirt with both hands, and parted it to the sides, and the button buttons on the front of her chest were all torn open.It wasn't the sound of snapping buttons, but a sound of ripping skin; and it wasn't her blouse she was pulling away, but her breasts.In front of me, two large snow-white lotus-like breasts were suddenly exposed, with red stamens in the center of the lotus, and the flowers were still rippling in a pool of clear water.The flowers and pistils are bigger, brighter and more charming than I remember.

Rock-shattering!I suddenly had an urge I had never had before.This is love?I put my arms around her... "Hello!" Her voice came up from the deep bottom of the water. "Yeah... I don't know..." I laughed.A mournful and ecstatic laugh, a convulsive laugh.The laughter became louder and louder, and the whole body trembled with laughter, and tears flowed from the laughter. "Can you still...can?" A vague voice came up from the bottom of the water again. "Yes!" I said viciously.