Chapter 3 third chapter

After being black-eyed, Lin Zhi greeted others and spoke the same as before, but when he turned around and returned home, he changed his appearance, silently as if he had something on his mind.Lin Zhibang felt a little flustered when he thought of Heiyanfeng, and felt uneasy as if he had done something bad.Everyone knows that it is normal for a village head to offend people, and there is no need to take it to heart, but he can't do it no matter how much he persuades himself.This reminded him of the year when he ran for the village head, fourteen representatives got twelve votes, everyone congratulated him, and he was very happy, but it didn't take long for him to be restrained by who did not vote for him , because all fourteen representatives have expressed their opinions to him in person.Of course, this time the bondage was different from the last time, this time it seemed to remind him of the past that he had kept for many years.

There are more than 300 households in Xiema Mountain Villa. Lin Zhibang really can't remember which household he has offended since he became the village head. A year ago, he punished the stunned young man who beat people because of a dispute on the border.Afterwards, the young man couldn't afford the medical expenses of the injured, and he helped him to pay them.But there was another incident that made him offend dozens of families at once. It was the spring of the year before last. The provincial foreign trade company came to the town to promote the cultivation technology of gourd strains, saying that gourd sticks are a special vegetable in Japan. Earn five thousand yuan.They advertised with great fanfare that planting vegetables for export is a good way to get rich in the countryside.Because he had wandered outside, he knew that these vegetables exported to Japan had been distributed to batch after batch of suburban farmers. When the mayor of the town was indifferent no matter how much he publicized to the villages, he boldly reported to twenty households without discussion. After returning to the village, he earnestly mobilized the farmers of Xiema Villa.As a result, in the autumn of that year, the provincial foreign trade issued a red-headed document, because the temporary tension in trade relations with Japan would not accept all gourds.Because he believed in the public, there was no contract in spring, and no evidence to rely on in autumn. He had been shrewd and capable all his life, but he didn't expect to be fooled by the public for a while.He would never be fooled like this when he was personally contracting infrastructure outside.At that time, he treated the public privately and was extra cautious. Now that he is a village cadre, he is doing public affairs, and he relaxes his vigilance when he treats the public with public affairs.Later, he conducted an inspection in front of everyone, and promised that he would personally compensate everyone for their losses for three years.The lessons learned this time made him dare not do things recklessly. He began to understand that with the reform and opening up, public affairs will be more difficult to do because they are not as emotionally charged as private affairs. The publicity of Xiema Villa made more people understand that his purpose of returning to the village to become the village head after earning enough money outside was to do things for everyone sincerely.It should be admitted that when he came back to run for the village head, many people resisted at first, thinking that he would turn Xiema Villa into his personal world overnight like the big landlord back then.Over the past few years, he has used his dexterity to install running water for Xiema Mountain Villa, installed electric mills in every household, and done a lot of good things. His running-in with everyone is almost perfect, and he is very satisfied with himself secretly. But……

On the afternoon of Yueyue's "drinking wine", Lin Zhiliang, the third younger brother of the Lin Zhi Gang, hummed a ditty all the way to the Lin family's compound. He seemed to know his brother's heart disease very well. Leaning forward, twisting the waist back and forth, exposing the rough pigskin belt and white belly, the flexible movements are not at all like those in their fifties.After teasing and playing, I walked up to my brother who was dismantling the pots and stoves in the yard, pretending to help, and whispered to my brother, burning the haystacks is a normal thing, just think about it.Seeing that my brother didn't respond, he said, "I like this child too, but she is so weird. You have to find a way to prevent her from ruining our Lin family's life. You said that you have been a village cadre for six years. What is wrong?"This doesn't look like a will-o'-the-wisp.

Lin Zhiliang tried his best to keep his voice down, and his tone was gentle and natural, but he still offended his brother.Lin Zhibang raised his waist suddenly, smashed a piece of adobe under his feet, his dick babbled nonsense, listened to some nonsense, can you throw a living person, kill him, or what?Lin Zhiliang stepped forward despite the difficulty and gave it away.Lin Zhibang coughed heavily and spit out, his tone was heavier than before, as if smashing adobe into a pot, let me tell you Lin Zhiliang, don't tell the old women to talk nonsense every day, what's wrong with you guys?If you can't get through with her, that's a person.Are people still bloody?Brother's words made Lin Zhiliang feel hot and painful as if the match head touched his cheek.Twenty years ago, on a night when the new moon was bright and clear and everything was silent, Lin Zhiliang sent home Pan Xiuying, who was delivered by his wife.It was early summer, and the air was sticky and hot.Pan Xiuying only wore a yellow short-sleeved gown, and the old-fashioned cocoon silk trousers had a tight waist and hips protruding from her round buttocks. Pan Xiuying swayed her arms back and forth when she walked, and her hips twisted back and forth like tofu bags.The two stood in front of each other, and from time to time, a slight scent of sweat came out from the writhing armpits, and the bright moonlight reflected her protruding parts trembling back and forth.Walking and watching, Lin Zhiliang heard something like water flowing inside his body.He hadn't had anything to do with a woman for four months. When he walked to the back slope of Xiema Villa, Pan Xiuying slowed down and held his hand because of fear, and Lin Zhiliang hugged her into his arms like a piglet.Pan Xiuying was different from what she imagined, she yelled loudly at the hooligan, I want to sue you.Maybe it's because he didn't get close to the woman at night and for four months, he twisted her like no one in the land until she finally calmed down, and when her body bloomed like a lotus after his hard work, she was given The ecstasy he had never had before.Near the end, Pan Xiuying snuggled into his lower body and began to cry loudly.She said you stinky rascal, you have corrupted me, you are rape.Lin Zhiliang said that you have not been a good person for a long time.Crack, Pan Xiuying slapped her hard, and then stood up, but was embraced naked by Lin Zhiliang, I was wrong, you are a good woman, I still want you.That night, they got carried away on the back slope of Xiema Mountain, and in the end the two of them cuddled together on the wet grass like a pool of mud.Pan Xiuying said something that Lin Zhiliang will never forget all his life, you are a man with a wicked heart and courage, I like it, and I am willing to be a broken shoe for you.Since then, they have met countless times, without interruption for twenty years.Lin Zhiliang knew that because Pan Xiuying had delivered babies to all the women in Xiema Villa, she was also the most flamboyant woman in her fifties. She must have had trouble with other men, including her own brother, but as long as he was with her, he never questioned her. , he only believed in one thing, that he was her first wild man twenty years ago, and that was enough.

As a man with no job and no power in Xiema Villa, he hoped that everyone would know about his relationship with Pan Xiuying, but he didn't want his wife to know.Ever since Huo Hua found out about his activities, he has always been afraid of Huo Hua's tipping off, but today he came to persuade his brother for his own good, and almost everyone in the street cursed Huo Hua. For the sake of his elder brother, but was reprimanded, Lin Zhiliang left the Lin family compound angrily.However, as soon as he stepped over the wall between the two houses, he saw his brother walking out of the courtyard with Huo Huo in his arms, and walked towards the west of the street with square steps, as if deliberately letting everyone see his firm confidence in adopting Huo Huo.

The man who had never hugged Sparks walked back and forth on the street holding Sparks.Sparks, who was supported by two arms, saw the sun turn into a red fireball, and the tile-roofed houses on Tun Street were shining brightly.Huo Hua was very surprised, since she could remember, this man has been avoiding her most of the time, only when no one saw him, he nodded to her, touched her hand or scratched her slender yellow hands. hair, as if she is an ear of corn on the barley, as if he is the thief who is said to have no food at every turn.When no one is around, his face is very different from usual. In front of the villagers and his elder brothers and sisters, his face is like a ripe corn grain, the skin is tight and oily, but when no one is around, his face is like a grain of corn. It becomes a popcorn flower bursting from corn grains, shining brightly in white.In order for this face to shine brightly, she would often lie at the base of the wall, in the shade of a tree, and hide in a place where most people could not see, waiting for him to come.Sometimes he really came to him quietly, looking straight at her and grinning.She always thought that this man called Dad was the one who loved her the most in this family.However, he never hugged her. She once thought that it would be great if he could hug her like Uncle Zhiliang did. For this, she tried hard in the burning night, but her efforts did not succeed.After she discovered the fire, even when he saw her when no one was around, his face no longer had the light of a popcorn flower.It made her feel like losing candy.But now, unexpectedly, he would suddenly hold her in his arms, walk around Tun Street, and prick and rub her forehead with his short beard... The moment when he walked back to the door, the spark , Xiaozui raised his head high, and kissed the man gratefully.

People can't imagine that the black-eyed storm, which is common in contemporary villages where only haystacks are burned, will cause Lin Zhibang, director of the village committee of Xiema Villa, to fall into deep worry.His anxiety seemed not about who set the fire, but about something else caused by the arson.He seemed to really believe that the fire was not arson, but something in the dark.A week later, he convened a meeting with the captains of all the teams in the village to study the application of fertilizers and arrange a National Day performance, but he didn't say a word about the black eye.

No matter how much Lin Zhibang pondered and tortured himself, no matter how many speculations and discussions people had in their spare time, the villagers of Xiema Villa still did not forget the theme of the farmers in the spring.The old men who stayed at home led the animals to the reservoir area to walk the horses and drink water, while the young men who could not leave due to special circumstances dug the soil in front of and behind the house, and packed the farm tools in the yard to dry the dung, in the prime of life Skilled and powerful masons pack their clothes and prepare to set off.At this time, it was the time when people in Xiema Villa had just woken up from their fascination with the land.Only a few years ago, Lin Zhibang was still a lazy and idle person. He worked as a team accountant, and there was always a chance to be out of production when he walked around the fields. The fine sweet valley three sandwiches are held in a grand gathering in the field, making the villagers who are able to live a life laugh when they see each other.However, in the autumn of laughing, people discovered that Lin Zhibang was not at home. On the day of Xiaonian, a small Jiefang pulled a carload of New Year’s goods and drove across the reservoir dam, and stopped at the gate of Lin’s house in Shanghekou. Beer drinking has just started in Xiema Mountain Village, and people know that outside Xiema Mountain Villa, in the ancient city of Weng or some other city further away, there are places where farmers can go to make money, as long as they are willing to go, they can make a lot of money.However, although people are not without envy for the things unloaded by the Little Jiefang, they still think that the only way for farmers to cultivate the land is the right way in the world, and they don't take Lin Zhibang seriously in private.The Lin Zhi Gang took away a few young people who were unwilling to do farm work in the second year, and another group in the third year.From a mason to a contractor, he worked for six years. In six years, he turned the mountain people's understanding of the land in Xiema Shanzhuang upside down. When he returned home in a fit of anger for unknown reasons, the wave of migrant workers had snowballed like an unstoppable force.The snowball has barren the land of the villa, but the luxuriant grass is growing the hopes of the villagers.The men changed from drinking home-brewed rice wine to drinking beer that smelled like horse urine, and the women put on woolen sweaters of slightly inferior quality over their fluffy padded jackets.In Xiema Villa, there are actually only 3,860 troops who are active in the mountains and fields throughout the year-women and old people, but what is active in people's hearts is the unconcealable hot hope of living. Just like the white mist on the top of Xiema Mountain after a rainy day, it can't hide the bright sunlight on the top of the mountain.

After Yueyue's wedding day, the entire Xiema Villa returned to its usual loneliness.The breakup of a man and a woman is just a squeak and twist of the damper bolt and the door shaft, without the beating of gongs or drums, and there is no inseparability.The man who couldn't leave was watching quietly in the field, waiting patiently for a certain time, when someone shouted at the door, "Uncle, rent the animals for a day, and then drive the animals forward swaggeringly."The migrant workers left their livelihoods to those who did not, and naturally brought sporadic opportunities to make money for those who did not.Although the money is cheap, and they often rent animals to match people, they are more or less peaceful, sticking to their life in the country.However, when people said goodbye silently, there was a shocking news from Xiema Villa. Hou Qingzhu, who opened a barber shop in Xiema Town, fell into the reservoir and was drowned to death.

The one who found Qingzhu was Liu Qingshan, a 50-year-old unmarried security guard from the Reservoir Irrigation District Management Office.Every night at ten o'clock in the morning and six o'clock in the morning, he has to patrol along the reservoir embankment. This duty of the reservoir guards has become his habit of living for many years.He first strode to the east end of the embankment, and then took a handful of water to wash his hair and face. After washing, when he flicked his neck like a duck playing in water, a round thing like a balloon hit his eyes.He was taken aback for a moment, thinking that someone's laundry from the upper reaches had been washed down by accident. After rubbing his eyes, he saw a lock of black hair floating on the front of the green balloon.Suddenly, Liu Qingshan's pores shuddered, he hurried back to the woods on the east side and split a branch, then walked into the water beside the dam, tied his hair with the branch and slowly pulled it out, a black and purple face emerged from the water, There was sticky mud on it.When he saw clearly that it was a woman's face, Liu Qingshan, who had never touched a woman before, instinctively brushed his freshly washed hair, and for a moment, an uncontrollable nausea surged up his internal organs.

Maizi heard people on the street shouting that a woman was drowned in the reservoir early in the morning. At first, he didn't pay attention to it. A night of insomnia tossed his brain like a mess, and an air current that couldn't flow was rushing back and forth in his waist, back, and heart. blocked.He guided the airflow amid the increasingly chaotic shouts on the street, thinking that maybe he was too sensitive or too narrow-minded. Everything was normal in the first place, and he really shouldn’t be petty and let Qingzhu walk the mountain road by himself last night, of course It was she who was too angry with him, and it was she who struggled to leave when she saw him angry.When Maizi was lying there, recalling the long black figure that broke free from him, suddenly, he jumped up like a frightened horse, put on his clothes and jumped off the kang, his face was unwashed. Run down the street to the reservoir. The people of Xiema Villa immediately surrounded the flat land on the east side of the embankment, and the clear and clear cries of several women shook the valley.Maizi pushed aside the crowd with disheveled hair, and went straight to the center of the crowd. When he saw a limp woman's body covered with a layer of water green, his heart that had been moved countless times by this water green suddenly burst into his throat. Son, he threw himself next to the dead body with a bang, calling Qing Zhu loudly, what's wrong with you Qing Zhu... Hou Qingzhu's parents almost arrived with Maizi, and when they saw that it was their daughter, they fell to the ground without crying.The older women fell into a panic at this moment, pinching people, gnawing their heels, and yelling.After a long time, the two old men took a breath.When the old man woke up, the field suddenly fell into silence, and the crying women almost stopped abruptly. The sudden silence contrasted with Maizi's rough cry, and it was heart-wrenching. In the afternoon yesterday, Mrs. Lin Zhiliang came back from getting her hair done on the street of Xiema Town, and went straight to Maizi who was playing with bricks at the door, and asked Maizi why you are not married yet?If you don't get married again, you are not afraid of your daughter-in-law flying away?Maizi looked up at the woman with a head full of sheep rolls, blinked in surprise and didn't speak.Lin Zhiliang's woman squeaked and stopped for a while, wanting to speak and stopping but unwilling, finally couldn't hold it back, so she said frankly, you have to be careful when buying, I'm here today I was having my head permed at Qingzhu, and I saw some young men wearing sunglasses going in and out there, those people were not afraid, Qingzhu is not that kind of person, you must know that it is close to the town government, if some leaders often go there... Seeing that she didn't explain clearly, Xu Shi paused and continued, "I sat there for three hours today, and some mayor went to cut my hair. Qingzhu is very affectionate with her."As soon as the mayor left, those little hooligans came to Qing Zhucha and said some nasty things... After Lin Zhiliang's wife left, Maizi rode his bicycle to the barber shop in the town, entered the door and sat there without saying a word, watching Qingzhu.Seeing him coming, Qingzhu continued to welcome and see off guests as if no one was there, and continued to do her work until it got dark and there were no more guests in the room, then she turned around and smiled at Maizi, signaling to close the door for her.After the two of them closed the door and came out of the store, they rushed straight to the mountain road leading to Xiema Villa.Maizi was speechless all the way, unlike in the past when he picked her up and talked endlessly.Maizi deliberately kept her silent to alert her that he was angry with her—angry at her for being close to the mayor.But Maizi didn't say anything and Qingzhu didn't speak, as if he fully understood what Maizi was thinking and deliberately ignored it.Qingzhu's ignorance made Maizi more and more angry. When he came to Qingzhu's house at the fork in Qianchuan, he saw that Qingzhu had no intention of getting off the car. Without saying a word, he dragged Qingzhu to the grove where he used to get close to each other for a while.Qingzhu didn't force her, and followed obediently to the grove, but her face never showed the usual coquettishness and tenderness after her Qi was cured.When he arrived at the grove, Maizi had a sullen face, his heart was burning with jealousy and anger, but his expression was extremely calm.He stared at Qingzhu's gloomy and unmoving eyes under her long eyelashes, at her neck that had been covered in the house since she opened the barber shop, and imagined her bright face like a trumpet flower when she smiled, coupled with her extra affection How lovely and charming.Maizi looked at it and thought about it, and his heart ached, as if the apex of his heart had been scorched by a flame.The scorching pain a little bit burned the rising fire of desire, making him stand upright and unbutton his shirt along Qingzhu's fair neck.A dog that had been hungry for a long time put its head into Qingzhu's arms greedily like raw meat, and licked the tip of its tongue between its two breasts indiscriminately, just as a torrent of moisture under Maizi's body made him want to forcefully knock down this girl. The body he loves to hate, another stream of wet stuff down his neck.He calmed down from his wandering drunken state, then raised his head and stared at Qingzhu again.At this time, he found that her eyes were full of grievances and an indescribable something close to aloofness. When he touched this aloofness with his feeling, the apex of his heart that had been burned just now ached again.He suddenly pushed Qingzhu away, and shouted in the grievance of wheezing, "Hou Qingzhu, talk to me..." This shout was like a broadcast switch, and it really opened up Qing Zhu's chatterbox.She cried and said, Maizi, you are not the same as before. A month ago, you encouraged me to open a barber shop in the town. You cherish my ingenuity and don’t want me to work in the fields. I swear to make money for you. Treating your sick old mother, for this I endured the bullying of those hooligans in the town, but you are good, you see me in a different way, as if I do bad things outside every day... I really can’t stand it, I really I can't stand Maizi, you are now like a vinegar jar on TV. Qingzhu's tears disappeared as she spoke, her words were clear and soft, and her eyes gradually became charming.Maizi held Qingzhu's hand and said Qingzhu, I love you. I didn't expect the situation to be like this. I didn't know it would be like this. Let's quit, let's get married right away, and come home and do something else, okay?When Maizi heard Qingzhu say what she had been holding back for days, Maizi found that the coquettishness in Qingzhu's eyes disappeared like a thread, and she regained the grievance and arrogance just now.Her expression almost showed a coldness of avoiding disaster, and this coldness contained in Qingzhu's expression suddenly drew a distance.Qingzhu shook her head slowly, she couldn't tell if she was surprised by Maizi's behavior, or she was answering Maizi's words.She didn't pick up Maizi's words, but it took a long time before she added a sentence that was wrong, why aren't you the mayor? ! Maizi has no idea what this sentence means.But these words hit Maizi's restless mood so violently, as soon as he uttered these words, he was shattered by Maizi's cold laughter, and he dropped Qingzhu and walked away. Maizi tossed and turned all night, Qingzhu stabbed him in the heart like an eagle with wings, hovering in his dark room all night.In Xiema Villa, regardless of Weng’s surname, Gu’s, Hou’s or Li’s, every surname has its own root family, and there are no less than five cousins. Comparing the group of voices and families, he is the only one who is alone and pitiful.Maizi’s father, Cheng Yuye, was a farmer who was active and restless. When he was a teenager, every summer, there were too many people in Xiema Mountain Village and there was no work to do. The villagers stayed at home and made five blessings. Retting manure, selling work points to the team, when the villagers found that truckloads of green manure had been dragged to the public manure field, and urged their children to flock to the mountains, he suddenly stopped mowing grass, made fishing rods and hooks, and the villagers never thought anything would happen Fishing in the harvested river loop, one or two catties of sweet potato fish can be hooked and sold in the market every day.When everyone's cats were frozen in winter, he asked his mother to hang a few big pancakes on the handlebars, and took his sister to the harbor of Wenggu City, eighty miles away, to sweep away the fertilizer, coal or rice grains on the boat.Because the actions and harvests are always unexpected, the villagers call him "eyes in the back of the head".Twenty-two years ago, when Maizi was four years old, Wenggu County suffered from floods that had not happened in decades. He fled with his son and wife to Lishu Town, Jixi City, Heilongjiang Province, where he lived peacefully.Fifteen years later, he got lung disease, and entrusted his wife and children to return to the countryside in southern Liaoning, saying that the incense of the Cheng family died in the countryside in southern Liaoning.After the mother followed his father's will and took Maizi back to Xiema Villa, she found out that her grandparents had passed away, her aunt had married into Wenggucheng, and she had no relatives around her.Although the distribution of fields to households did not dilute the friendship of the folks, people took them in for a while and gave them cabbage, potatoes, and lard, but some complaints could be heard occasionally.When people saw a pair of mother and son suffering, they all blamed his father Cheng Yuye, saying that his restless wife and children would not be like this.Maizi's father is a man with a clear mind and a strong sense of responsibility, but he eventually lost his home because of this.In order to win the spirit of his father and rebuild his homeland, he returned a piece of plain land to Xiema Mountain Villa with the plain land he took out from house to house in the team, and then dug deep on the steep hillside to dig out a habitable cave dwelling.The cave dwelling, which is extremely inconsistent with the modern countryside, is a new home he built in Xiema Mountain Villa, and it is also a pain in his heart. Every time he sees it, his heart feels uncomfortable. Its isolation always reminds him of a roadless beast in the wilderness of Heilongjiang. A wolf that can walk, with its mouth wide open and its eyes pitiful.Because the only bit of land was replaced by a cliff, he first helped Lin Zhi to work outside, earned 6,000 yuan in three years, and built two earthen houses under the cave.The earthen house was built, but my mother suffered from rheumatism and could not walk.Because his mother was sick, he stayed for a year and couldn't go out to work.He did not stay idle, but dragged the adobes to the town all year round to sell, earning more than ten yuan for a cart of adobes, and sweating like rain day and night for four or five days for a cart of adobes.One night he was exhausted physically and mentally, sleeping on a large field, looking at the dark cave dwelling, and suddenly had a new idea: put the adobe into the cave dwelling where he used to make a house, dig a deep pit under the cave and light it for fire. He really fired bricks.Several kiln bricks were produced in a row in a few months, making him look like a caveman with long hair and shoulders.The villagers in the villa passed him on amazingly, saying that he obeyed his father's will and went back to the village to dig kilns, and that his father came back to call his wife and son when he was dying, and told them to return to the countryside in southern Liaoning. What if the mother said that there was no house ?My father said it would be easy. There is a steep cliff at the east mountain pass of Xiema Villa, and we will dig a hole there to take care of our family. There is a treasure land of gold and silver, and it will help our Cheng family prosper.Because of this kind of legend, some people say that Maizi always works at night, because he must be afraid of breaking the harmony of Fengshui in broad daylight.Of course, it was also at this time that people attributed the creation of Maizi to his restless blood, and the story of his father's youth was broadcast unprecedentedly in the village. Maizi walked into the Houjia compound with long hair in broad daylight, no doubt full of mystery, and people flocked to the compound.Mr. Hou had nowhere to cut his hair because he hadn’t seen a man with long hair for many years, and his fingers kept trembling. It was at this moment that Qingzhu, who had cut men’s heads all his life, had nowhere to cut them, was in Maizi’s life. Resolutely debuted.She asked her grandpa to scissors three times and five times to get rid of the second and reveal the real identity of her son.It is not so much to rescue grandpa as to satisfy curiosity. When the purple-black face like mulberry jujube reflected in the old-fashioned full-length mirror has white teeth and faint blue eyes, when the white teeth and those blue eyes shine through. When she looked in the mirror, showing a trace of perseverance and stubbornness rarely seen in rural people, Hou Qingzhu's heart, which had never been enlightened, was suddenly shaken. This kind of shocking twenty-six-year-old Maizi couldn't believe it in his eyes, until one day she came to the kiln in a plain coat and stood in the moonlight like a fairy, and he knew that from now on, he would die because of a girl. He is no longer lonely when he is approaching, and his family will be enriched by the beginning of him and the girl.In order to express his gratitude to Qingzhu for not thinking that he has no roots, he put on the stance of a big man from the beginning, and encouraged her to open a shop in the town with great fanfare—a buyer who has never had a sense of family, and regards the Hou family as his own. family, he hoped that Qingzhu would bring the craftsmanship of the old man of the Hou family to the town.Only after Qing Zhu left did he realize that what belongs to others will always belong to someone else, Qing Zhu will always represent the Hou family, and no one will associate her with him.What's more important is that she can be connected with anyone at any time, but she doesn't firmly belong to him who has no roots and no roots. Why are you not the mayor?These words made Maizi's eyes light up overnight.But he never thought that his seriousness in a sentence would cause such a catastrophe. Because the bicycle was fished out from the reservoir at the same time, and the traces of the car rolling were seen from the dam foundation, it is generally believed that the car fell down accidentally without getting off the car when going downhill.Buyer thinks so too.Qingzhu's death had something to do with him, he didn't send her off, but as long as he did, they were destined to cross the dam on foot.Qingzhu must have stepped on the bicycle in a fit of anger and accelerated vigorously, and got into the bottom of the water in a fit of anger.After the death, people naturally notified the police station in the reservoir area. They found the only suspicious person, Cheng Maizi, from the scene. At the entrance of Shanghekou Village, let her go by herself.He withdrew all the details of their anger and breakup over that sentence.When Maizi kept vigil in the Houjia compound, he still repeated what he said in the police station, and no one doubted it at all.It's just that when Maizi saw the flickering eyes of Lin Zhiliang's woman in the mourning crowd, his heart suddenly ached.Yueyue learned the unfortunate news on her way to work with the national army.Qianchuan and Shanghekou cross each other. From the road leading to Xiema Town, Qianchuan is the palm of Shanghekou's shoulder, and the reservoir embankment is an outstretched arm. Yueyue and the National Army rode halfway uphill At the time, Zou Huazhong, who was working at the cotton factory in Qianchuan, caught up with them and told them.At the beginning of Yueyue, I thought I had misheard the name of the person. When I asked again, Zou Huazhong still said that Qingzhu, the old man in Qianchuan, fell into the reservoir and was flooded to death. On the way, tearful eyes turned the national army who was as stunned as himself into scales and pieces.After a long time, she wiped her eyes and said Guojun, I have classes in the morning and I can't ask for leave, so I have to go back to see Qingzhu in the afternoon.The national army said that the dead cannot be brought back to life, so don't get too excited, let's make it afternoon.Yueyue bid farewell to the national army, and when she was walking on the quiet playground of the school, her mind was filled with Qingzhu's smiling face and voice. They are the best classmates in middle school. They both failed the college entrance examination. After graduation, the school kept Yueyue but not Qingzhu. Yueyue seemed to owe Qingzhu herself. talk.And Qingzhu always squints her eyes, saying that you don’t think being a teacher is good, just because you want me to do it too, that’s not my ideal at all, I like freedom.A rural girl, who was not admitted to university, said that being a teacher was not her ideal. Yueyue always thought it was an excuse after she was considerate.But one night, like a pony, she suddenly ran to the Weng family's old house in Xiahekou, dragged Yueyue into the dark moonlight, and told Yueyue bluntly, saying that I am more and more aware, What we are looking for is very different. At that time, Yueyue was as confused as if she could not touch the moon in the sky. After waiting patiently, Qingzhu said to herself, your liking to be a teacher is related to your falling in love with Lin Guojun, they are the same thing, you I like to be disciplined. Don't you?Yueyue asked. Qingzhu said that when I was studying, I thought we were similar. After graduation, I felt more and more that I like to be loose and casual. For example, it is impossible for me to fall in love with someone like Lin Guojun. What kind of person did Yueyue say Lin Guojun was? Qingzhu said that after graduating from technical secondary school, she lost her simplicity, and she behaved elegantly and appeared very cultivated, even and stable. Yueyue said, so which kind of person do you like? I like to be casual and informal, whether in the abyss or in heaven, I can be at ease. Yueyue laughed and said that it was a character in the movie, that kind of person does not exist in Xiema Town. Have!Qingzhu is resolute, and she is in the cave dwelling in Shanghekou. Yueyue suddenly stared at her as if she had discovered a strange monster.Yueyue's astonishment was not because Qingzhu had roots, background, appearance, and Maizi was a savage who had lived in a cave—it was said that he was a savage when she first heard that someone lived in a cave, but because she was very impressed with that savage. The comparison and evaluation between Ren and Lin Guojun.In Yueyue's heart, Maizi can't be compared with the national army anyway. Qingzhu surprised her.At this time, Yueyue knew that it might be true that Qingzhu didn't want to be a teacher, and that people are actually very different.Maizi, who lived in a cave and later built a kiln, lived in the same village as the national army. The national army once used him as a story to tell how he had long hair, how he ate without chopsticks, how the cave had no windows, and the door was nailed with plastic. The cloth is so dark, and the children in the village often rush to the entrance of the cave to defecate and pee.Yueyue saw Maizi once, and the only impression she had was that there were white teeth on the dark skin.If people in the village knew that Qingzhu compared Maizi with the national army, everyone would spread the word as a joke in an instant.Saying this by no means means that Yueyue or the villagers are snobbish, judging people by their appearance and status, absolutely not.People can't help but value a person who has cut off the connection with the land through his own efforts-the national army has cut off the connection with the land through his own efforts, and the country people are running. If they still have dreams, they will all fly out of the land. The obsessive Qingzhu compares the Guojun and Maizi as soon as she sees her, or the purpose of seeing her is to compare the Guojun and Maizi.She said that Maizi's blood vessels are filled with bitter water, while Guojun's blood vessels are filled with sweet water, bitter and astringent, only astringent has a taste, sweet produces sugar, and sugar is the most cloying.Yueyue said that you can't compare living conditions. According to you, foreigners are sticky and greasy big sugar bags.Yueyue's rebuttal made Qingzhu very excited, and she repeatedly emphasized that what she meant was not what she meant, but she couldn't tell what it meant for a while.Until one day, Qingzhu opened a barber shop in the town, and she tried to explain the difference between Maizi and the national army from the fact that Maizi supported and encouraged her to do this.She said that in Maizi's casual and sloppy manner, there is a kind of selfless selflessness, which burns so selflessly that it can roast others, and the elegance and stability of the national army is exactly what will When this kind of fire is extinguished, no one around him will be infected by any of his moods. Because she saw clearly that Qingzhu was obsessed with Maizi's love, Yueyue no longer took Qingzhu's evaluation seriously.It's just that on the day of the wedding, Yueyue urged Qing Zhu, who was a bridesmaid, to call your stove and let me roast it too.But Qing Zhu blushed and shook her head, her eye circles were immediately flushed.Yueyue didn't know what was going on in Qingzhu's mind, but she was sure that Qingzhu had a lot on her mind, because when she was about to break up after lunch, Qingzhu whispered in Yueyue's ear, maybe you are right, wait for you After the wedding leave, I'll go find you.In this way, Yueyue has been waiting for Qingzhu since she went to work, but she never came. When Yueyue came to the Qianchuanhou family compound in the afternoon, mourners crowded the door.Because it was spring, more men were away from home, and most of the heads moving in the yard were women's heads.Pan Xiuying, the captain of the sister-in-law who was always at the forefront no matter when there was a funeral, saw someone coming, so she helped Qingzhu's family to accompany the mourning.Apparently Qingzhu's mother couldn't get up from the kang because of too much grief, and it was Qingzhu's sister who was supported by Pan Xiuying.Pan Xiuying's role is called "supporting the mourning" in rural funerals. This is the hardest thing in funerals. She cannot close her eyes for three days and three nights and stays with the relatives of the deceased to keep vigil. The relatives of the deceased can alternately rest. "No rest, stay up for three days and three nights, and cry for three days and three nights.There are heavy rewards in the custom of "funeral support" - filial piety cloth and gifts.文革前，一般是七尺白布和两袋草子糕，文革后则变成十二尺白布，或四样八样不等的各种白酒和罐头，人们没有因为这个丰厚的礼遇而抢着去做，因为人们认为此人必须是大家公认的有影响的人物。潘秀英三十年前刚结婚时就在歇马山庄做着接生和“扶丧”，多少年来已在村人心中培植了比礼物更重的威望，到后来即使她有一些风流韵事，也被村人视为天经地义。他们向后代传讲，说“扶丧”的人必须是与常人不同的风流人物，只有这样的人传送播放的哭悼才能被已踏上阴间大路的鬼魂收听。至于为什么是这样没有人关心。月月无法像村里人那样一入门口，哭声就招之即来有声有调，她先是无声地抽泣，而后受到无比壮大的嚎啕声的蛊惑，发出一种细细的，只有自己才能听见的哭韵。 在辽南乡下，哭丧是女人无师自通的一种抒发感情的方式，谁家死人，不管是否沾亲带故，只要自家成员曾经与亡者家庭成员有过倒进倒出借借换换之类交往，就毫无疑问要前去哭丧。哭作为一种形式的存在，既交流了两家人的情谊，又抒发了哭丧者自己打发日子的艰难和伤感，嘴上哭是他爷你死得好惨，心里骂的是他爸你活得好窝囊。什么儿媳不孝顺，儿子不听话，什么田里庄稼遭了害虫，队长逼着交税钱，不拘各种内容只要不顺心全可以表达。有的哭着哭着竟忘了亡者，边哭边将委屈说了出来。当然也有日子过得舒坦或无论多难都不知愁的人家，这样人家女人哭丧则更有趣味，她们唱唱儿似的号嘹，调子没有抑扬没有起伏，下河口一对女人哭丧时表达的语言竟被大家讲成笑话。那是给下河口一范姓老人送殡，浩浩荡荡一群女人带着孝帽跟在灵柩后边，前边女人发现道上有牛屎，就边哭边说，她二婶呀，地上有牛屎呀，留心别踩上呀。后边的女人边哭边接上，他大妈呀，俺听见了，谢谢你呀。大家虽讲，却并没有诋毁的意思，只是当成一段生活趣事。 一个年轻漂亮的女子突然的过世，在人们心中产生了强大的悲痛和震撼，为庆珠家哭丧的女人没有一点浪声浪气。她们特别投入，她们的泪融合着鼻涕，每一声哭喊都揪着人心让人心口发疼，她们将心比心，投入而痛切地体会着做母亲失去女儿的滋味，体会着白发人送黑发人的难过，她们在门口随来人一遍一遍走近庆珠尸体，观瞻她那已经完全走了相的容颜，哭已经融会了乡下女人情感里最最无法表达的语言。 买子一直跪在庆珠灵堂旁边，失魂落魄的样子仿佛一尊泥佛。月月撕心裂肺地哭过之后，走到泥佛一样僵直的买子身旁。这是月月与听到过许多描述的买子的第一次走近。作为庆珠的朋友，月月觉得她有这个义务，她走近来当然不是为了说些安慰话——这种时候，说什么话都是雪上加霜。月月是想让买子感到，她是庆珠好友，在这个世界上，她会同庆珠一样来关心他，照顾他，这也一定是庆珠所希望的。月月走近买子，伸出手来轻轻触动他的肩膀，然后慢慢跪下来，伸手去握买子的手。 买子木然地握了握月月的手，目光露出一丝活泛和悸动，跟着，就恢复了原来的僵木。 庆珠出殡那天天阴沉得很，云翳叠成丝织布一样的纹路隐匿了从不疲倦的太阳。十几个年岁大的男人，抬着一只紫红棺木缓慢蠕动在歇马山山脊上，恍如搬家的蚂蚁。因为同庆珠没有结婚买子进不了坟地，他只有退出送葬的队伍跪在村头地边远远地目送。月月请了假传了课一直送庆珠安息到地下。她同许多人一样不想返回厚家大院去吃午饭，潘秀英一路带着小跑撵上月月，要月月无论如何也要守一会庆珠母亲和爷爷。听主事人相劝，月月真的去见了庆珠母亲和爷爷，两位老人握住月月的手嘴唇发抖，眼看月月却喊庆珠。月月见她留下对老人并无好处，就说下午学校有课坚持走掉。月月走出厚家大院时，感到太阳恍如一汪血水。