Chapter 10 chapter Ten

Harvesting wheat and sowing autumn, the sun and the moon in the countryside have passed in a chaotic and orderly manner for half a month.The sky is still hot, and the summer is endlessly long like a mountain range.In people's memory, there has never been a year as hot as this year.It rained a lot, and the corn seedlings were sent out of the ground, and Dido was never seen again. In the heat of this explosion, Sanxing Village was idle.When I am free, I have time to take care of many things.Sima Lan really came back to life like a human being, even the snake scar on her neck turned into a serious complexion, and the flesh on her body was also stimulated by Xinmai's white face.There was strength in him again.Strength was jumping day and night on his arms and legs like a rabbit eager to get out of the cage.After dinner, Teng went to her husband's house, and Ge and Man went to hang out in Lan's alley.The moonlight melted and poured over the courtyard of Sima Lan's house like water.He sat on a mat in the yard enjoying the cool air, and the southerly wind from the pigsty brought the hot food from his wife Zhucui to the pigs.Looking there, I saw Zhucui's wild hair on the hillside, and saw that she was only thirty-five and six, and she began to show her breasts in Xia Tian, ​​and a killing intent arose in her heart.

He has been killing her for a few days. Over the past few days, the killing intent has grown wildly like weeds on a dung pile after rain.He always thought, how could she still be alive at thirty-five or sixty-six, and why it wasn't her that so many people died of a swollen throat just after turning thirty.Pulling his gaze away from her lazily, he stretched his thoughts forward along the track of the day.He remembered that after he came back from the hospital, the thin woman hadn't said a word to him, nor had she served him a meal.When he wants to eat, he calls "Ge---", and when he wants to drink, he calls "Man---".They slept in the same bed and never touched each other.As Lan Shishi said, he became a little disgusted when he saw her undressing and going to bed.He was waiting for Lan Shishi to say to him, "Let's share." Or, to say to him, "Come, come and live in my house." But Lan Shishi never said.Busy days are busy.However, the busy days passed, and Lan Shishi still didn't say anything.A few days ago, he was strolling at the entrance of the village. At Forty, he went to fetch water from the well. He stopped her at the entrance of the alley, and said Forty, don't you want to stay with me?She said that I am thirty-seven, and I don't want to make any more troubles.I hate men.As she spoke, she brushed past him, the frustration on her face as thick as a brick of dust.He didn't know why she came back from Jiudu like this, it was like a different person.It seemed that she had never had any appointment with Sima's family before she went to Jiudu, and she had never had any life-or-death grievances with Sima Lan in her whole life.He watched her walking up the well with a load of empty buckets, muttering, leaving him behind was like leaving a very ordinary person behind, talking to others but laughing loudly, half the alley was covered with red persimmon leaves Swaying her voice.There was an indescribable fire in his heart. If you want to say something long or short, I owe you and I can pay you back with my life. You don't have to be so lukewarm. In human appearance.As he was thinking like this, he turned around and saw his woman Zhucui standing behind him, borrowing a sieve and preparing to go home to wash the wheat.Zhucui looked at him and then at Lan Shishi, and when he turned to leave, she spat heavily on the ground, saying that you chased a sow all your life, but the sow didn't snort at you.After she finished speaking, she left like a dragonfly. At that moment, he was staring at her back, his heart boomed, and a trace of killing intent arose, and the killing intent took root in his heart like a seed.He knew that Shisi's indifference was not because she was still alive in this world, but the idea of ​​killing her flashed in his mind every day, as if as long as she died, Shishi would not use that inexplicable cold face to face her. him.For several days, Zhucui's every move in front of his eyes has nourished his thoughts of killing people, and his thoughts finally flourished.This time I saw his woman riding on the wall of the pigsty, pouring the pig food into the inner trough of the pen, and coming down from the wall of the pen with her breasts open, and his murderous intent ran a dark river in his body again. As it flowed over, the sound of icicles piercing and bloody water colliding with cliffs and falling rocks sounded in his ears.The moonlight turned hesitantly from the side of the tung tree, and the milky brightness spread towards the surroundings.The hot and murderous sweat on his body dripped on every pore of his body, making his hands itchy, and the sweat in his palms was like pinching a nest of scalding water.Zhu Cui came down from the wall with the pig food bowl, and walked into the stove in front of him, the smell of various pig food and the sound of dirty pig chewing collided in the courtyard.

"I'm thirsty," Sima Lan yelled at the stove abruptly, "bring me a bowl of water." He called like this as if setting a trap, thinking that if she brought it, it would be fine, if she didn't, he would jump Go up and strangle her neck and drown him in the water tank.He had already seen a human head floating in the water like a gourd, and the cold water overflowing from the water tank flowed from the kitchen into the yard like moonlight.He waited for her to bring a bowl of water, and handed it to him softly, but he waited so anxiously that he was afraid that the woman would not bring him water, so he lowered his voice, and his voice was soft first. After a while, he called again: "I'm thirsty, please bring me a bowl of water to drink."

He didn't expect his woman to ignore him and walk out of the kitchen empty-handed. He couldn't help but kill her, she forced him to do it.He stood up from the table: "I asked you to bring me a bowl of water to drink, did you hear it or not?" The thin woman stood in front of him like a nail, "Let that meat king serve it. I will serve you like my own father all my life, but you have never thought of me, Du Zhucui. You have always had that meat king in your heart, but she let me Have you ever touched? Have you ever slept? He has had hundreds of men, lined up and piled up in mountains, but have you, Sima Lan, held her hand or touched her belly? She is white And tender, all the women in the village don't have her good body, that body can be climbed by thousands of people, and you, Sima Lan, have seen and touched it except for a little while, have you ever touched it when you grow up?" Zhu Cui handed her hand. Li was originally carrying half a basin of dirty water from washing pots to pour into the pigsty. Speaking of which, she saw Sima Lan sitting up suddenly from the straw mat and swirling towards her like a gust of wind, kicking the moonlight into a mess with her feet. Stepping on the silk.She threw half a basin of water on the ground, squatted down suddenly, and watched the water and the washbasin flow towards the gate. "Father Teng, I know that your throat problem has healed, and you have strength again, and you can beat me like an eagle catching chickens again." She said, "If you want to beat me tonight, you will beat me to death. If you don’t beat me to death, you’re not human. If I bark, I’m not human. If it hurts, I’m a sow, bitch, and I’m a toad.” Then she moved her gaze away from the running water and the basin, and stared at the water in front of her. Sima Lan seems to be staring at a dead tree that is in spring.She really found that he was as usual again, although he was still thin, and the scar on his neck was still like a red hemp rope, but in the water-melting moonlight, the withered yellow on his face disappeared. , his hands were still behind his hips, his face was still the same as before, with an uneven slate-like face, but the slate-like complexion, the murderous green thorns grew wildly like weeds.She shrank back, and quietly took half a step back: "Father Teng, you hit me, what are you doing standing up? Before, you didn't drop a bowl once every month, and you didn't let me loosen my skin every six months. If you are still my man tonight, you will beat me to death as before. If you are not my man, you will stand here until dawn and don’t move. If you want to recite vines, kudzu, and vines, I will give you Daughter, you still throw the bowl if you want to throw the bowl as usual, grab my hair and hit the door against the wall if you want to hit someone. If you think you can’t live without being forty in your life, go to the kitchen Take a knife and kill me. I won’t scream if you kill me. You can kill me or hit me, but you just don’t stand in front of me. If you don’t kill or beat me, you can’t move. Soup."

She was still staring at him intently.She saw the murderous look on his face fade like a cloud in the moonlight, and the fists that were held behind the crotch before beating him drooped on both sides of the crotch. She said, "Father Teng, you won't hit me anymore?" He also said, "I'll bring you a bowl of water. It's not too late to beat and scold after you've quenched your thirst." As she spoke, she stood up from the ground with a flutter like a chicken, and calmly patted her body. Ash, as if he was chatting with his neighbor that it was time to cook, and he went home to cook, walked away from him.Up to this moment, Sima Lan, who had been standing all the time, seemed to have been played by someone, but because it was a child's play, he could not get angry and kill people, but he could not be indifferent and stupid.He watched the woman Zhucui brush past him and walked towards the stove, like a bird flying away from his hand, lifted his falling anger from his stomach to his throat like hot leftovers, You scolded me, your ancestor Du Zhucui, because you told me that Sima Lan would never be able to live with Lan Sisi, and then rushed towards Zhucui.He didn't expect that Zhu Cui had taken precautions, and fled from under his arms as soon as he bent his body. He ran towards the gate like a sparrow, tripped over the straw mat on the ground and fell on the mat.He finally galloped up to ride on her like an arrow, and pinched his hands around her neck.When he was about to strangle her hard, she said a word.She said: "Strangle me to death, you strangle me to kill me, and you don't want to spend a day with Shisi." After that, his hands froze on her neck with a clatter, and he didn't know what to do. up.At the moment when his hands froze, she said that I don't know how she is different from women at forty except that she looks good. When she went to Jiudu before, she used 200 men if not 500.You like a woman who has been used by two hundred men. I have grown up like a skinny hen all my life, but I only serve you as a man like a cow like a horse.Can you become the village head without our Du family?Without me, Du Cui, would you have three girls like green onions?She asked him under him, spitting upwards on his face.He didn't say anything, but slapped her across the face twice, and made her look fragmented and fell under the tree.After this beating, she didn't move at all, and said: "You hit me, you haven't hit me for several months, you can hit me however you want." He rode on her belly, and after hearing this, he continued When I wanted to slap my face, my arm was short of strength, and I couldn't continue the slap.At this moment, the courtyard was very quiet, a clump of leaves swirled down in the air, hitting the moonlight on the ground, like a piece of thin wood falling on the water.The sound of footsteps coming from the village, like hands clapping on trees, from far to near, and from near to far, disappeared like a small white flower under the moonlight.Sima Lan just rode on the woman's belly, and the hand that pinched her neck was no longer able to do so.Zhu Cui's breathing was quick and fast, and her stomach also rose and fell.In the ups and downs of her Jiang Hongyuebai's breathing, Sima Lan was slightly rocked as if she was sitting on a boat.He heard her swaying, like a blade of grass swaying on a courtyard wall.He didn't know what to do.In the midst of not knowing what to do, he saw the breaths of their husband and wife entangled like two clouds of smoke that could not be separated from each other.He was a little embarrassed, he thought he had to do something right now.He couldn't beat her, but he couldn't release the resentment all over his body, so he repeatedly cursed: "My dear ancestor Du Zhucui, you have never let me live a happy life in this life." Then he wanted to beat her hand. It fell from mid-air, and the tigers and wolves went to tear the buttons of her clothes.She was only wearing a foreign cloth shirt, and the little red buttons hung on the front of the cloth like mulberries, and one button was missing, but when he pulled it, all the buttons fell off.At this time, her breasts jumped out of the grass nest like a withered rabbit that had been hungry for a whole winter. She immediately covered her breasts with both hands, first scolding him as a beast, shameless, eating from her own pot and picking it up again. In the bowl of another house, this mountain is as high as that mountain; she also said that you dropped my button, and the button rolled under the mat, and you can't buy three buttons for a dime; finally she asked him what is the gate? The latch is still concealed, don't let the girls walk back from the outside coldly.He didn't say anything at this time, he didn't say anything from beginning to end, he remained silent as if walking into a black dead beard, angrily put her on the mat, and stripped off her clothes like peeling a chicken .He thought that if she refused to let him, he would beat her, beat her half to death, and then he would rape her again.He returned to her all the resentment and hatred he had held towards her since his illness and his entire life in this rape.But her words softened, she moved her hands away from her chest, and even started to untie her pants.The little woman was as docile and docile as before he was sick.He wanted to make her cry, make her cry, make her bleed and hurt and beg him to spare her, his chest was filled with black and miserable annoyance and hatred, and after all the fuss, it was like a tornado trying to pull out a piece of her body. They played tricks on her like a tree, filling a courtyard with fishy bangs.The shadow of the tree above her head was whirling, and under his body, she was twisted all over, her face was swollen, and from her throat, she let out a strange, thin and slight cry like insects or sickness, as if she was about to be tortured to death by him. Moaning bitterly, his eyes were wide and round.She looked out from among the leaves, and the stars were no longer round, but oval like eggs, and the blue tiles came down, soaking her and drowning her.The pigs in the pen didn't know when they were quiet, and they were silent as if they were asleep. Only the crickets were singing in the cracks under the wall.There was a strong white smell of the fishy grandma mixed in the moonlight, and it dispersed like powder dripping in the water.The lost time was jingling, and finally, he was a little tired, and the scar on his neck was swollen and painful, as if someone was strangling him with a rope.

He sits off her, looks at the door, and puts on his own clothes. She was motionless, paralyzed on the mat like mud, and suddenly began to cry softly, her voice was as low as a stream of flowing water. she cried. He felt comfortable and happy because she was crying, as if he had finally got his revenge, thinking that she was crying, and she was no longer as powerful as he was when he was sick.Dao Lili's crying sounded like music in his heart, prolonging the pleasure he had exhausted by a lot.He doesn't look at her.He wanted to leave her here, get up and walk away.But before he got up, she cried and said, Teng's father, I have been married to you for nineteen years, and Teng has married again. I didn't know that women can be so happy until tonight.It turns out that half of my life has been wasted. I have never been so happy like tonight, and my bones are brittle. I always thought that the relationship between men and women is that women serve men and let men get drunk, and that's it.Only tonight did I know that women suffer like this, I realized that life is really good, and I realized why you would rather take your three daughters to kneel down for Lan Shishi and ask her to help you when you are dying Live an extra year or two.Saying this, she folded herself up and sat up, wearing the clothes that Sima Lan had stripped and thrown aside, she suddenly became as comfortable as she was when she was first married.She repeated what she had just said, staring in a daze and dreaming, saying, it is really good to be alive, thirty-five years have passed in vain.The day after tomorrow is my thirty-fifth birthday, and Teng’s father, she looked at Sima Lan who stood up from the table, and said that if you want to split the shop, you can split it. I know why you want to die with Forty-one After a block, you are just for what you just did.She has the ability to make you crazy and happy like just now, but I don't. I am small and thin, and I don't know how to serve men, and I don't make men suffer like crazy every day.You separated from me, and I led Ge and Man to live in this old house, and you went to live with Forty.She said that it is a little bit, you have to come back every ten days and a half months to let me do this once, you have to wait until I am sick and my throat is swollen, and try to get me to go to the county hospital for an operation like yours, you can’t let me I live thirty-eight and ninety-nine before I die.You can live to forty or fifty years old, and I also want to live to forty or fifty years old, seven or eighty years old.Speaking of which, she finished all her clothes, took out the missing buttons from under the mat, combed her hair, rubbed her breasts and tits that were hurt by the man's pressure, and looked at her standing meekly. Sima Lan, who was standing there like a wall, remembered Han Yang and stood up, and asked abruptly, "Are you still drinking water?"

He said nothing, his eyes fell on the door. She said again, "I'll cook you a bowl of poached eggs." He is silent. She asked, "Aren't you thirsty?" He turned and walked slowly towards the door. She said: "I know you want to go to Forty's, you can go. But if you agree to what I said, I will agree to share the shop with you." He ignored her, and opened the door with a bang, and the ice-clear, bright white veneer was pressed against his face.He shivered slightly, then kicked the door suddenly and walked away.