Chapter 21 21. Donation of Autumn Fan

When Huang Chang woke up, the room was full of people, all looking at her like monsters.There was only surprise and mockery in his eyes, but no anxiety or concern. For a split second, she thought she had returned to the "ghost house" of girlhood, that loveless space.Those cold eyes all resembled Sun Peilan.But seeing Zhuo Wen in a blink of an eye, she woke up. She was in Caijia Village, looking for her husband. However, is Cai Zhuowen really her husband? She looked at the beauty in front of her, that was his married wife, oh, what was she? Zhuo Wen reached out his hand to touch her forehead, frowned and said: "You are a little hot, it is best to see a doctor. However, there is no hospital here, only a small clinic in the town. After dinner, I will take you to see it Let's go." He looked around in annoyance and helplessness, knowing how much trouble and embarrassment would be caused to Huang Chang by all the discussions in front of everyone, but he couldn't stop it.

It is conceivable what kind of sensation a person like Huang Chang will cause when he comes to a place like Caijia Village. For hundreds of years, the ancestors of Caijia Village have never seen a rich lady who really came from Shanghai.Besides, she is so beautiful, noble, weak and helpless.The villagers who heard the news rushed here like they were going to a temple fair, but the rules of the village were as usual that the gates were open for anyone to come in and out. In Caijia Village, there is only reason, no manners, only personal feelings, no secrets. Everything is open, you can watch it if you want to see it, and say it as you like, there is no need to be taboo.

So people said.The man giggled, thinking that what Cai Zhuowen did was understandable, if such a beautiful woman could sleep for a night, she would be willing to beheaded.For generations in Caijia Village, has anyone ever slept with a lady from Shanghai?Only he Cai Bracelet has this blessing. The men nodded tacitly and said, "No wonder, but..." The women put their heads together and curled their lips at each other: "It's not very good, but..." Although the meanings of "but" and "but" are quite different, the conclusions are almost the same. They all think that this woman is not good enough. After all, she is not the daughter-in-law of our Cai family village, so she married her, and it won't last long. Just flowers.

For this general argument, Zhuo Wen listened to it like a needle, but could he shut their mouths?Can he drive them out without letting them see what they say?He is the son of a widow's family, and he grew up eating a lot of food. The elders with the same surname in the village are all his "benefactors" who survived.But his "feat" of divorcing his wife once made him a "sinner" in the whole village.Now that the "sinner" is down and out, he has received retribution, and when he returns to this remote village, it is already another great virtue if the "benefactors" don't trample on him. What right does he have to speak up and be a man?

If people want to say it, they can only rely on what they say, but he himself has no temper anymore.Seeing Huang Chang fainted, he also felt distressed and sad, but at the same time he also felt that she was far away.After all, she is a young lady in the city who faints at every turn. How can she be a farmer's daughter-in-law? He doesn't regret marrying her back then, but at this time and that time, he married her at that time because they were both in Shanghai, in that prosperous world of flowers and willows, where any kind of story could happen, the princess fell in love with the poor Called a legend.But now, here, the sky is full of waves, yellow land and green mountains, there are only jokes but no legends, and most of them are dirty jokes without wit.As for the princess in distress, it was a joke among jokes, and it had no value other than being played out as a joke.Looking at Huang Chang's haggard and pale face, at this moment, he secretly made up his mind to break up.No matter how pitiful and affectionate she was, he was determined not to show any softness in his heart.Since he has decided to break up, he must break up cleanly.After they are gone, then there is no need to regret today.

As for his mother, Widow He, it was rare to see so many people coming to the house. From the eyes of those villagers, she saw envy and surprise, and she couldn't help feeling a little dazed.The wisdom of her village woman tells her that this is a rare opportunity to be proud, but the way she behaves is by no means complacent. On the contrary, the more strange people are, the more she has to show her indifference, her integrity, and her righteousness. , and arrogance.While beckoning the elderly neighbors to sit down, he knocked on the green heads of the children who were scrambling around in the crowd: "You son of a bitch, why are you squeezing? It's not like watching a big show. I haven't seen the young lady in the city, is she?" Study hard and win the top prize, and ask your mother to marry one for you tomorrow, and put it on the kang to watch every day. But there is one, the paper lamp of the daughter-in-law in the city, bright outside, rattling inside, It’s useless. You can’t afford to be filial if you feel dizzy and feign death at every turn.”

The villagers all laughed.I don't think there is anything wrong with Widow He's words.An old man asked: "Aunt He, your house guest is very beautiful, so you have to take out more money." "Ask for money? I don't dare to ask Miss Huang to open a golden mouth." Widow He gouged out her son's eyes and said, "The bangle with floppy ears (meaning that he is afraid of his wife) didn't get a daughter-in-law when he got married and let me look at it. I don’t dare to be called my mother so easily. I have said this to him a few years ago, he married outside, let him marry outside, let him marry three concubines and four concubines, I only think we are beautiful I treat Xiumei as my own daughter, and I will never allow anyone to bully her. But then again, Miss Huang is a young lady in the city. If you are a guest, you will not get used to our small place, and you will have to leave after staying for a few days. No, you fainted as soon as you came here, and you will stay for another two days, and you will not be killed. So I said, If you want to see it, hurry up and take a second look, there is no such shop after passing this village, so I don’t know if there is a chance for a second look?”

Her tongue seemed to be hooked, decades of widowhood made her meaner and vicious than anyone else.The son is her private property and the only thing she has.Everything about her son should also be about her.But Huang Chang was a robber who snatched her son away from her for a year, and made him live in a place she couldn't see, with a person she didn't recognize.How can she not hate?Now that she finally got the chance to humiliate that robber girl face to face, how could she let go of this chance?What's more, in her mind, she is not taking revenge, but protecting, protecting her daughter-in-law, grandson, and her own family. She is fighting for justice.

So the more noble Huang Chang was, the more she had to describe her as lowly, as low as the mud under her feet, trampled on casually.What is it for a son to marry a young lady to be his wife?It would be a pleasure for her to insult a young lady as a stove maid! Huang Chang couldn't understand all Widow He's words, but he could always guess the general idea.She didn't refute, but just looked at Zhuo Wen to see if he felt happy facing his mother so humiliating her.However, Zhuo Wen's eyes were empty, without any emotion.She looked around, and all she saw were the greedy, surprised, mocking and obscene eyes of the villagers.She was extremely sad in her heart, but her eyes did not show any weakness, she looked back at the crowd openly, and returned all the gazes with various meanings.

Caijia Village people are not used to it.How can a new lady-in-law look at people so brightly?Should she be looking at her with her head down and chest in her chest? How can there be any reason to look back?Such sharp eyes again. Some people couldn't help it, and turned their eyes away to look at the furnishings on the four walls, and then paid attention to the yellow dog that was still wagging its tail looking around, as if it was the first time they saw it, and some people were full of challenge and boldly, jokingly To cover up his embarrassment, he yelled loudly: "Xiumei, your husband and wife are here, why don't you treat her well?"

Xiumei timidly greeted the villagers and Huang Shang at the same time: "Miss Huang, let me pour you a glass of water." Huang Chang hurried on the road, and fainted in a moment of anger. Although he woke up quickly, he was fine, but he was dizzy, thirsty and tired. Bai Kong felt pain from the inside out, and was about to drink something hot to refresh himself, without thinking about it, he just said casually, "Thank you, please give me a cup of hot coffee." "Ka...Ka what?" Xiumei was at a loss. Huang Chang suddenly realized that a country woman would not know what coffee is.She smiled wryly: "Forget it, it's just water." Relieved, Xiumei smiled humbly, took a cup, wiped it with a rag, wiped it again, and poured a glass of water respectfully. Before Huang Chang could take it, the smell of rancid dishcloth came to his nostrils first, and he couldn't drink it even if he was killed, so he put it down after holding it for a long time. Zhuo Wen saw it with pity.But what can he do?She should have known that he was a farmer's son, not a rich man.When he was in Shanghai, he was personable, and he drove in and out of the car, but that was because of his status and official position.Now it's back to the beginning, but it's just like this, just like the white snake that was forced to appear under Fa Haibo. It turned out that she was Xu Xian, and he was the alien! Feeling ashamed and embarrassing for a moment, he couldn't help becoming a little annoyed, and said in a deep voice, "This is not where you came from." Huang Chang lowered his head for a while, full of grievances, and said with a choked voice: "You want me to drink this glass of water to believe that I am sincere?" He hates her, he hates her, why?Isn't he the one who understands her best?He said he didn't want her to shed a single tear, but now he saw her hurt, seeing her helpless among the crowd of the Cai family, there was no trace of compassion in his eyes. Just because all his compassion and pity were given to himself.Who made him come to where he is today?It's her who hides her head and shows her tail when she hides in the village.He couldn't help feeling a little resentful.But now that she came and saw his downfall with her own eyes, it only made him feel more resentful, inexplicably hateful.How deep was the love once, and how deep is the hate now.She shouldn't have come, shouldn't have come.If they don't come, at least they still have memories of the past, but if they come, they can only break everything.How could he let her face his embarrassment today?The eternal rose thorn in my heart is pricking more and more deeply now, but it can no longer bloom. He looked at her coldly, and replied coldly: "The water from the country people is almost like arsenic to you. Where can you drink the people who are soaked in your young lady's honey pot?" Huang Chang was so choked that he couldn't speak for a while, but he couldn't get angry. He picked up the cup again and drank it down. Tears gushed out, but he refused to cry out. Xiumei watched the two of them talking, but she couldn't understand a word. Although every word came into her ears clearly, she couldn't understand what it meant when they were connected together. Suddenly she saw Huang Chang drinking water, She shed tears again, but she understood a little bit, and hurriedly said: "Girl, don't drink if you don't want to drink, why are you crying?" Then she yelled at Zhuo Wen: "My child's father, you are really, Miss Huang is a guest from afar. , you don’t say keep going, you’re still angry with her. Miss Huang doesn’t like to drink water, so why don’t you force her to drink it? People say, ‘A cow doesn’t drink water and presses its head forcibly’, isn’t it you who are talking about it?” Zhuo Wen looked at Xiumei, angry and funny, pity her ignorance, and annoyed her for embarrassing himself, and said coldly: "If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense, go cook." Chang said: "Forget it, you won't eat after cooking, I'll take you to the county town to eat." This is the only inn in Fengdu County. It is built on a high slope. It also manages food and lodging, but there are only a few side dishes to eat, and only a few rooms to live in. The money is more or less. A place where class is completely wiped out. But the people in the county are much more civilized than the villagers after all, they don't look at people so straight-eyed, and they are relatively neatly dressed, at least they all put on their shoes.There is a cotton bag hanging on Xiao Er's chest, it may have been white in the past, but now it is not easy to be sure, because maybe the blue cloth has faded to white.The black oil spots should have been splashed today, and there is still an obvious oily halo, and the bright red color of the chili juice is still fresh, but I don’t know what the reason is for the big black and purple, or it may be shrimp. Sauce?But I haven't heard that the local shrimp paste is rich in it.But maybe it's the precipitation of last year's pepper juice? A bamboo pole protruded from the door of the store to hold a cover, and as usual, the words "Li Bai's Legacy" were written, which had a bit of an ancient meaning of "Apricot curtain is in sight", but it was also dirty and hard to distinguish the color.As for "a golden bottle of sake is worth ten thousand dollars, and a jade plate is worth ten thousand dollars", there is no way to talk about it. In the past, the filth of this small shop was unbearable for Huang Chang.But after the battle in Caijia Village just now, Fengdu Inn is already a paradise. In this slightly more civilized place, Cai Zhuowen was much more pleasant than when he was in the village, and thoughtfully asked Huang Chang what he wanted to eat, whether to put more or less spicy peppers, but in fact it was the same, no matter what you said, In short, the shop assistant brought out those few dishes and two bowls of noodles as before. Huang Chang had no intention of eating, so he stared at Zhuo Wen and asked, "How do you plan to arrange me now?" Zhuo Wen sighed and said clearly: "What other plans do I have? You have also seen that this is not where you came from. Let's break up." "Break up?" Huang Chang was startled, and even spilled the noodle soup in the bowl, "You, you don't want me anymore?" "It's not that I don't want you, it's that I can't afford you." Huang Chang smiled bitterly: "Then you can write me a divorce letter as usual, anyway, you are used to writing this." Zhuo Wen didn't speak anymore, just lowered his head and ate the noodles. Huang Chang looked at him, feeling that he didn't know him, and couldn't help doubting again, could this man who was bent on eating noodles with his head down as if he would never be full, really be Zhuo Wen who tasted freshly ground Brazilian coffee with her in a Shanghai restaurant?Is it Cai Zhuowen who sent her flowers and wrote cards, saying "I just want to be a gust of wind, blow the wind chimes, blow the snowflakes, and wrinkle the waves"?He said: "Maybe it's just a look back, maybe we can share a cup of tea, but that's enough. I only hope for this." If that's the case, it might not be a kind of beauty, a kind of taste.But she gave too much, not just looking back, not just a cup of tea, but giving herself all her affection and love.So he couldn't take it anymore, he was afraid, refused, and fled back to this poor mountain village. "If life is just like the first time you saw it, what is the autumn wind and the sad painting fan. Waiting for leisure to change the old heart, but the old heart is easy to change." It's only spring, but she has already become someone's autumn fan.He doesn't want her anymore.He didn't want her anymore, and hid in this barren place, wishing he would never see her again. However, the more she saw such desolation and poverty, the more she felt that Cai Zhuowen was really an anomaly.To be able to struggle from such a situation is an honor that can only be earned by accumulating virtue in several lifetimes, right?But now because of her, he had no choice but to come back, back to this desolation and poverty. Now she knew exactly what he had done for her.All for her. "I hurt you." She sighed. He paused for a moment while eating the noodles, but then resumed soon after.When it was over, he wiped his mouth horizontally with his sleeve vigorously.Now she found out that he didn't have to be so rude, he did it just to show her and drive her away.She cried, tears dripping into the untouched noodle bowl. He looked at it and felt distressed, but at the same time he instinctively thought that she must not eat that side, so he might as well eat it.You know, noodles are a luxury here.When he thinks like this, he feels sorry for himself.He is finished, completely finished, and he doesn't even know how to be moved.He has turned back into a farmer through and through, with only noodles in his eyes, no tears. After dinner, he accompanied her to get the key to the guest room, put the luggage in place, asked for a fire from the cabinet to light the lantern, and said he was going to leave. "I have to go back," he said. "My mother has something to say, and I have to fix it." Yes, that is his home. There is a mother, a wife, and two children, mother-in-law, wife, and children. The whole family is full of blue, blue, gray, and gray, but for some reason, it is red. With the bright green hue, the whole picture is chaotic, noisy, and colliding with each other, but there is still a strange crowded harmony. You can even add a few more chickens and dogs, but there is no room for a yellow one alone. skirts. It was his world, not hers.Besides, she asked herself that she really didn't have the courage to face his family again, especially his eloquent mother. She stood at the door of the inn and watched him go away. The inn was on a high slope, and she could see Zhuowen's back very carefully—slightly hunched, wearing old clothes of indistinguishable color, shaking with a scarlet lantern Walking away swayingly, walking away swayingly, keeping out of her sight.When she left home just now, she thought it was strange to see him carrying a lantern. She thought it was something special. She noticed that there were a few scattered graves on both sides of the village road, or the red lanterns were for exorcising ghosts. What kind of festival in the lunar calendar, isn't this the ghost country Fengdu, there must be many legends and etiquette about ghosts.Her playwright's imagination was boundless, and even in such a chaotic moment, she couldn't help thinking subconsciously, turning countless thoughts in a moment.But now she knew that it was just for the convenience of walking at night when going back.This is the simplest truth, but for her, there is such a thorough understanding as enlightenment. Gradually Zhuowen turned a corner, and the scarlet fire disappeared.But she still didn't leave, she was still watching obsessively. There is a little moonlight in the sky, with a curved and narrow line, as if it has weight, and it will bounce back crisply when it falls on the mountain road. Follow Zhuo Wen, and clearly follow him into a house surrounded by glass , with his wife, children, and mother. She could see him, but she couldn't hear or touch him, just like watching a pantomime, watching them talking and laughing with their mouths open, playing and making noise, there was a kind of silent noise.She wanted to go in, but bumped against the glass wall, it was cold and hard, she couldn't help it.There is no way. The night sky is as transparent as crystal, but the moonlight is gradually getting colder. Huang Chang didn't sleep that night. Before that, she knew that Zhuo Wen was from the countryside, but she was indifferent to what life in the countryside meant.In her mind, Zhuo Wen's place of origin is an idyllic painting, fresh and elegant, and independent from the world. "Snow", summer is "thousands of miles of orioles singing green and red, water villages, mountains, Guojiu flag wind", autumn is "boundless falling trees, endless Yangtze River rolling".Rain and snow, cloudy or sunny, can be painted, and the four seasons are all articles. However, now that she has experienced it herself, she finds that this is not the case at all.no.Naturally, there are also swallows, fish, deciduous trees, rolling Yangtze River water, and even Shuiguo Mountain Village, where wine flags are waving, but that is not poetry, but dream talk. She thought about the beauty she saw during the day. Xiumei should be the people here——xiu is the beauty of Caijia Village, and beauty is also the beauty of Caijia Village. Everything is marked with the logo of Caijia Village: figure, expression, attitude, manner... The iconic feet are put together. The standing posture, the signature rubbing hands on the skirt, the signature humble smile, the signature buck teeth, the signature slightly parted lips, and the signature blush—not the special blush of a daughter who is embarrassed It is not the bright red of rouge and gouache, nor the vermilion caused by excessive greasy, but the brown red of rain, sun, and wind drying and wrinkling. Huang Chang made a "complexion" and announced loudly and silently that I am the "person of my own" in Cai's village! Zhuowen also had such a logo back then, right?It was only slowly faded by the soft and fragrant wind from Shanghai, and was gradually hidden behind the lights and lights. However, after the wind, rain and sunshine again, it was stubbornly revealed again, and there were also those two bumps on the cheekbones. Hong, wordlessly distanced herself from herself. How long will it take to get that kind of redness?Do I have to roll in the dirt to get close to him again?Take a piece of mud, pinch a you, and knead a me.Break you and me together, mix them with water, pinch one more you, and another pinch me... Is this what you want?Only in this way can I have you, can you have me?Otherwise, will you be you and I will be me, two people always walking on two roads and basking in two suns? They used to go through life and death together, once swore to each other, and once thought they were in perfect harmony.She didn't know until today, what about the harmony of water and milk?So what about a bond of hearts?He and his wife are connected by blood, and they are of the same root and spirit!She thought she had walked into his heart, but she didn't know that he came from another woman's body.Now he is going back, he has already gone back, she can't keep him, can't keep him. How could she keep him?Shanghai has no place for them.Does Feng have them all?Fengdu may be his place, but it is not hers. The women in the countryside are all wives and mothers, and they hold a needle all day long, the kind of "preparing to go to the sea, and the meaning may return later".That became almost a fixed pattern.But she couldn't do it, and she couldn't imagine what it would be like to thread a needle and thread a thread, let alone cast a net to fish and farm with a sickle.Her hand is for holding a pen, and she can't hold a hoe or hold a boat. What can she do?She is just his burden, a person outside of him, no matter how close she was to him, but after all, she is a person in two worlds, and she will return to the two worlds.Even after death, ashes to ashes, ashes to ashes, each has nothing to do with each other. Irrelevant! Two lines of clear tears flowed from the side of the cheeks to the side of the pillow, and the sky was gradually getting brighter.