Chapter 3 Second Vegetable Garden

Second Vegetable Garden The lonely bright red tomatoes on the vegetable garden are turning red.The little girls are picking persimmons, bright red persimmons, filling their baskets; some are also picking green radishes, carrots. Jin Zhi heard the sound of the whip and the whistle, she stood up suddenly, picked up her basket and walked out of the vegetable garden in fear.On the east side of the vegetable field, she stopped at the place where the wicker wall was, and she heard that the flute was getting far away! The sound of the whip was isolated from her!She waited patiently for a while, and the flute tactfully passed through from behind; she was about to get close to him again!Some women in the vegetable field saw her and called out from a distance: "Why are you standing there if you don't come to pick persimmons?"

She shook her twin braids, and said loudly, "I'm going home!" The girl pretended to go home, walked around the fence, avoided all eyes on the vegetable field, and headed towards the river bend.The basket was hung on the wrist, shaking and shaking.The flute kept urging her from afar, as if she were a piece of attracted iron following a magnet. The quiet river bend has a wet smell, and the man is waiting there. Five minutes later, the girl was still like a chick, being pressed there by the beast.The man is crazy!His big hand grasped another piece of flesh intentionally, trying to devour that piece of flesh, wanting to destroy that hot piece of flesh.The blood vessels were inflated as much as possible, as if he was jumping on top of a white dead body, and the woman's red and white round legs could not hold him.So all the sounds were created from the two greedy monsters.

Some fluttering flower spikes trembled there, and the long-stemmed grass behind was folded upside down!Not far away, an old man collecting firewood was cutting weeds.They were disturbed, and the well-developed young man led the girl, like a hound leading a prey, and went down the sorghum field again.He walked with his hands spread out under the girl's clothes. Whistling and whipping, he felt that the world was gentle and happy.His soul and body were completely full. My aunt saw him from a distance, and when she came closer, she said, "Did you meet that girl again? She is such a good girl... Alas... Alas!"

My aunt leaned against the fence tightly as if she was restless.The nephew said to her, "Auntie, what are you doing? I want to marry her!" "Ah... ah..." The aunt was completely sad, and she said: "When you marry, she will change, she will not be the same as before, her face will be blue and white; you will not take her seriously, you will beat her! There is a woman on it, she must be your age!" The aunt expressed her sadness and pressed her hands on her chest to prevent any changes in her heart. She said again: "I think the girl should have a child? If you want to marry her, marry her quickly."

The nephew replied: "Her mother doesn't know yet! I want to find a matchmaker." Leading a cow, Fufa came back.My aunt saw it, and she hurried back to the courtyard, pretending to clean up the firewood.The uncle went to the well to drink water for the cow, and he took the cow away again!Like a mouse, my aunt raised her head again, and spoke to her nephew again: "Chengye, let me tell you! When I was young, when I was a girl, I also went fishing by the river. On a drizzly morning in September , I sat by the riverside in my coir raincoat, I didn’t think about it, and I didn’t want to do that; I know it’s a bad thing to be a man’s wife, but your uncle, he dragged me from the riverside to the stable, and in the stable, I don’t care about anything. It's over! But I'm not afraid, I'm happy to be your uncle's wife. At this time, you see, I'm afraid of men, men are as hard as stones, and I dare not touch him."

"You always sing something like 'When the drizzle falls, I put on my coir raincoat to go fishing...' I don't want to hear this song anymore, young people are not reliable, your uncle also sings this song! At this time, he doesn't want to hear it anymore up! It cannot live again like a dead tree. " The young man didn't want to listen to his aunt's words, so he went inside to drink some wine.For the wine, he boldly told his uncle everything.Fufa just shook his head at first, then slowly asked: Is that girl seventeen years old?You are twenty years old.What kind of work will the little girl do when she comes to our house? "

Competing for mediocre ones, Cheng Ye said: "She looks good! She has a pair of shiny black braids. She can do any kind of work, she is very strong!" Some of Chengye's words made my uncle feel that he was drunk, so my uncle didn't say anything. He sat there thinking for a while, smiling and looking at his woman. "Ah...we used to be like this! Have you forgotten? You have forgotten those things!...Ha...ha, it's interesting, it's interesting to think back to being young." The woman went over and took Fufa's arm to caress him.But she didn't move, she felt that the man's smiling face was not the same as before, her heart was filled with his countless angry faces, she didn't move, she smiled and quickly put the smiling face back.She was afraid that if she laughed for a long time, she would be scolded.The man asked to take the wine glass, and the woman listened to this and gave him the glass as if ordered.So the husband also fell asleep on the kang.

The woman tiptoed out quietly and stopped by the door. She heard the paper window ringing in her ears. She was completely powerless and completely gray.In front of the yard, dragonflies are making fun of sunflower flowers.But this is absolutely different from young women. The paper window gradually turned white, and gradually the window lattice could be discerned!The girl who had been in the sorghum field was crying while fantasizing, her voice was so low, it was not as good as the ringing of window paper. Her mother hummed and sometimes filed her teeth as she turned over.Jin Zhi was afraid of being beaten, so he hurriedly wiped away his tears in the dark.Mice generally seem to sleep all night under the cat's tail.It was like this all night, and every time the mother turned it over, she cursed at the place of her girl's pillow like a burst: "Damn it!"

Then she wanted to spit, all night long, she spit, but she didn't spit on the ground; she preferred to spit on her daughter's face.Turning around this time, she didn't vomit or scold anything. But early in the morning, when the daughter had braided her hair and was about to go to the field, she frantically grabbed her basket: "Do you still want to pick persimmons? Jin Zhi, don't you like picking persimmons? You lost all the baskets! I don't think you have any heart at all. Fortunately, the person who collected the firewood was Mr. Zhu. If someone else picks it up, he can still find it." come out?

If someone else picks up the basket, the reputation will not be good!Fufa's daughter-in-law, isn't she just doing bad things in Heyan?Even the children in the village are legends.well! ...What kind of person is that?In the future, the in-law's family will not be able to find out.She had a child, so she couldn't be Fufa's wife. Her mother was ashamed of this matter, and she couldn't raise her head when she met people in the village. " Looking at Jin Zhi, the mother's face immediately turned pale, and her face became so fragile.The mother thought her daughter was pitiful, but she didn't know that her daughter's hand was secretly pressing on her stomach from under her own clothes, and Jin Zhi felt as terrified as having a child.Mother said: "You go! Don't go to the riverside with the little girls to play again. Remember, you are not allowed to go to the riverside."

The mother watched the girl go outside the door, but she didn't turn back immediately. She stayed in front of the door for a long time, watching the girl join the crowd in the field. When the mother returned to the house, she sighed while cooking, and her body seemed to be dyed. Like a sick person. Farmers can only have breakfast when they come back from the field every day.When Jin Zhi walked back, her mother saw that she was pressing her stomach: "Does your stomach hurt?" She was startled, pulled her hand out of her clothes, and shook her head quickly: "My stomach doesn't hurt." "Are you sick?" "Not sick." So they ate.Jin Zhi didn't eat anything, only ate porridge and rice and left the dining table!Mother cleared the table by herself and said, "I haven't even eaten a cabbage leaf! Are you sick?" When Jin Zhi went out, his mother called out, "Come back, and put on another jacket. You must be suffering from cold and your stomach hurts." Mother added a piece of clothing to her, and said, "Don't you want to go to the ground? I'll go!" Jin Zhi shook his head and left!The mother's small jacket draped over her shoulders was unbuttoned and was blown by the wind. A piece of persimmon field in Jinzhi's house is as big as a courtyard.Walking into the persimmon field, I smell a spicy smell, which is pungent, but I may not know what it is.The tallest persimmon seedlings are two feet high, with golden-red fruits hanging between the branches. There are many hanging on each tree, and some green or semi-green ones are also hung.Except for another persimmon field that is connected with Jinzhi's persimmon field, the surrounding area is full of vegetable fields!In August, people are busy chopping potatoes; some are chopping cabbage, loading them into carts and going to the city to sell them. Erliban is the person who grows the vegetable field.The Mamian woman carried the kohlrabi back and forth and sent them to the cart on the ground. His bandy legs also ran back and forth, and sometimes he hugged two large cypress trees, and when he walked, his arms seemed to be supported by two stones. Mamianpo saw that the pumpkins of other people's houses beside her were turning red.She looked around and saw that there was no one nearby, so she picked off the four big pumpkins that were growing next to the vegetable field.Two were as big as small watermelons, and she asked the child to hold them.His bow-legged face was flushed with exhaustion, as red as a pumpkin, and he couldn't hug him anymore!The two arms seemed to be crushed by something.Before reaching the end of the ground, he had just passed by Jin Zhi when he cried out for help: "Dad, Xi... the watermelon is about to fall, it is about to shatter!" He hurriedly called the pumpkin a watermelon.Many people in the vegetable field laughed when they saw this child!Sister Feng looked at Jin Zhi and said, "Look at this kid, he calls pumpkins watermelons." Jin Zhi took a look, then smiled carelessly with his face.Erban came over and kicked the child; Two big fruits fell to the ground!The child didn't cry, but stood aside in a daze.Two miles scolded him: "Bastard, son of a bitch, I told you to hold cabbage, who told you to pick pumpkins?" Ma Mian Po was walking behind, she saw that something happened to her son, she bent down cleverly, and threw two bigger pumpkins into the persimmon seedlings.Everyone saw her doing this kind of thing, but she thought it was clever.Erliban asked her: "What did you do? You fool! It's not your fault..." The Mamian woman shivered for a moment, her articulate words became even more unclear than usual: "...I didn't..." The child stood aside and shouted sharply: "Didn't you take it off and ask me to carry it to the car? Don't accept it!" Mamian Po's eyes were wide open, and she was anxious to say: "I stole it! Damn it...don't shout, you're about to be caught!" The people who are usually the most heartless to watch the excitement, no matter what happens in the field, the people who are buried there, now come to surround them!It seems like a martial arts show is being sung here, and the three of them are playing on the stage. Erliban scolded the child. "Fucking bastard, if you can't work, you can be ruined. Who told you to pick pumpkins?" The bow-legged child ran over unconvinced at all, and rolled the pumpkin out of the persimmon seedlings! Everyone laughed, the laughter exceeded the head.But Jin Zhi was like a chick suffering from an infectious disease, squatting under the persimmon seedlings with her eyes closed, she didn't pay attention to anything, she escaped from the world in front of her. Erliban was so angry that he could barely breathe. When he said that the "wagwa" was grown by himself to keep the seeds, Mamianpo stood there and was relieved. She thought there was nothing wrong with it and picked her own pumpkin.She raised her head and confessed to everyone: "Look, I don't know, I really don't know that the pumpkin is my own!" Mamianpo didn't care if what she said was funny or not, she squeezed through the crowd, and ended up carrying the pumpkin to the car. So the car headed towards the avenue into the city, and the child with bent legs limped and ran behind.Horses, carts, and people gradually disappeared at the crossing! The field kept talking about stealing vegetables.There are also rumors about Jin Zhi: "That girl is done too!" "I've seen her have evil intentions a long time ago. It takes a long time to watch her pick a persimmon; yesterday I forgot the persimmon basket by the riverside!" "Heyan is not a place for good people to go." Behind Sister Feng, two middle-aged women sat there picking carrots.But during the discussion, sometimes some obscene words were said, which made Sister Feng not quite understand. Jin Zhi's heart is always throbbing, and the time is as long as a spider's thread; his mood is extremely bad. Jin Zhi's complexion was fragile and hazy as if covered with a veil.She listened to the whistle before it sounded.The walls of Fufa's house can be seen from far away, but the brother in her heart never comes out.She continued to pick persimmons, regardless of the color of the blue persimmons.She failed to notice the color of the persimmons and the basket was full!She didn't send the persimmons home, some variegated persimmons were scattered all over the floor by her.There was another woman talking loudly about her on purpose: "Go to the riverside and talk to the man, don't be ashamed, the man ripped off her pants!..." Jin Zhi ignored all the sights and sounds in front of her; she pressed her belly so tightly, as if it was beating inside!Suddenly the whistle came!She stood up, and a persimmon was crushed, like a crushed toad, making the sound of water.She fell, and the whistle went with it!No matter how she listened in the future, the whistle would not sound any more. Jin Zhi had contact with a man three times: the first time was two months ago, but what did her mother do at that time? I don't know, until yesterday when the basket fell into the hands of the woodcutter, my mother guessed vaguely. Jin Zhi was in too much pain, and felt his stomach turned into a terrible monster. He felt that there was a hard spot inside. If he pressed his hand tightly, the hard spot would become more obvious.When she was sure that she had a child in her stomach, her heart immediately trembled like a vomit, and she was seized by terror.Strangely, two butterflies landed on her lap one after the other.Jin Zhi looked at the evil pair of worms without brushing it away.The golden branch is like a scarecrow on the rice field. When the mother comes, the mother's heart is tied far away to her daughter.But she walked quietly, from a distance her body was almost a complete square shape, and gradually one could discern the undulating motion of her pointed feet under the pocket-like skirt.What is her characteristic among the old women in the village?She was as angry as she was smiling, with joyful multi-shaped wrinkles gathering at the corners of her eyes.The corner of the mouth is also completely happy, but the upper lip is different. When she is really happy, her upper lip is shorter; when she is angry, the upper lip is very long, and the small part in the center of the lip is pointed, completely like a bird. sparrow's mouth. Mother stopped.Her beak was the distinguishing feature of her—a full-face smile, but the beak was like that of a bird.Because countless cyan persimmons angered her!Jin Zhi was kicked and beaten by his mother in the abyss of deep thinking: "Are you stupid? Ah... have you lost your soul? I will tear off your braid..." Jin Zhi didn't struggle and fell down; the mother caught her daughter like a tiger.Jin Zhi's nose bled immediately. She scolded her in a low voice, and when she was furious, her face became more cheerful, she slowly lifted her sharp lips when she smiled, and the lines at the corners of her eyes became more organized. "Little wife, you can really be ruined. Pick green persimmons. I scolded you last night, aren't you convinced?" The mother has always been like this, she loves her daughter very much, but when the daughter spoils the vegetable, the mother goes to love the vegetable.Whether it is a vegetable tree or a thatch, the value of a farmer is more than that of a person. It's time to sleep!The fire rope hangs down from the wire hanging the towel by the door, and not a single mosquito can be heard flying in the house!On summer nights, every house hangs fire ropes.The rope burned slowly and long.I am used to it, it is like the incense burning in a temple, everything so heavy that people can't hear it, and it gradually makes people fall asleep.The smell of mugwort gradually weaves into some tired dream souls.Mosquitoes are repelled by mugwort smoke.While Jin Zhi and his mother were still asleep, someone came outside the window, coughing lightly. Mother hurriedly lit the lamp, and the door slammed open!It's two and a half miles away.No matter what, my mother couldn't light the lamp. The water in the wick of the lamp exploded. Mother held a match in her hand and arranged the small lamp as high as her eyebrows. She said, "There is no oil left!" Jin Zhi went to the outer room to pour oil.At this time, they talked about some sudden things. The mother shook her head resolutely and humiliated in fear of this matter: "That's not right, my daughter can't be worthy of that family." Erliban heard the sound of the girl covering the oil tank in the outer room, but he didn't say anything further.Jin Zhi stood at the threshold and asked his mother, "There's no more soybean oil, how about some water?" Jin Zhi installed the small lamp, placed it on the edge of the kang, and lit it!But the reason Erli Ban came to her house was for her, she didn't know it at all.Erliban made fire from the matchlock hanging upside down for the pipe. Mother, holding the pillow with her hands, she seems to be thinking about something, her two straight eyebrows are almost connected.The daughter beside her bowed her head to the little lamp.Every time he took a sip of the two-mile-and-a-half fireworks, it turned red for a while.The mugwort smoke mixed with the smell of tobacco leaves makes the hut as black as an underground cellar!Erliban coughed a few times in embarrassment.Jin Zhi replaced the bleeding nose with another piece of cotton.Because there are no words, each person performs tiny subconscious actions. Sitting like this, the lights rang again.When the oil slick on the water burned up, the small lights were about to go out again, and Erliban left in a dull mood!Erli Ban was rejected as a matchmaker, and left as if humiliated. After the Mid-Autumn Festival, the fields turned into ruined fields; the sun's rays gradually descended from the sky, and the damp atmosphere swept away everywhere in the fields.The sorghum in the south fell asleep completely, and one after another, the soybean seedlings were scattered on the ground like messy hair, and some of the ground seemed to be completely bald. Morning and evening alike, the fields haggard.I saw carts, ox carts and horses rolling their wheels full of sorghum ears and soybean stalks.The cows were salivating, their heads were hung upright, and the noisy cart moved forward. Fufa's nephew drove a blue ox to the family's yard, hauling sorghum.He intentionally took a detour, and that was the gate of Jin Zhi's house. Her heart burst into panic, and the whip rang. Jin Zhi put down the red pepper in his hand and said to his mother, "I'll go to the hut." So the old lady stringed the peppers herself, and she stringed the peppers as fast as weaving. Jin Zhi's braid was fluffy, and his face was completely congested with blood.But the phenomenon of her being sick turned her into a paper doll, appearing on the wall behind the house as if being blown by the wind. Are you sick?But why?But Cheng Ye was a child who grew up in the countryside, and he didn't know how to ask questions.He threw down his whip, fell from the wall like a bird over the top of the wall, and grabbed the sick girl with his wrists; he pressed her on the ashes in the corner, so that he didn't want to kiss her, nor did he want to talk passionately about her. It's just being driven by instinct to want to do everything.Jin Zhi said like fighting each other: "No way! Mother may know, why hasn't the matchmaker come yet?" The man replied: "Hey, didn't Uncle Li come here? You don't know at all! He said your mother didn't want to. Tomorrow he will come with my uncle." Jin Zhi pressed his stomach to show him, while shaking his head: "No!...No! You see this!" The man didn't care at all, he whispered: "Fuck it, it's what you deserve, it's what you do anyway!" His eyesight was out of order again, and the man was still being demanded by instinct. The mother's coughing sound came through the thin wall softly.On the horns of the green ox outside the wall hangs the spring silk of autumn sky, floating gently... The mother and daughter were eating dinner, and Jinzhi vomited, and the mother asked her, "Did you eat the flies?" She shook her head.The mother asked again: "Is it because of the cold! Why are you always sick? You can't even swallow the food. Don't you have tuberculosis?!" As the mother said, she went to press her daughter's abdomen, and touched the jacket back and forth with her hands.Spreading his fingers around his stomach, he thought over and over again: "You have tuberculosis, right? There is a hard lump in your stomach! Only a tuberculosis patient has a hard lump." The daughter's tears will hang down to the edge of the eyelashes.In the end it rolled and dripped from the eyelashes!Even at night, Jin Zhi would get up and go outside to vomit, while his mother listened to the voice of calling mother in a daze. The moonlight on the window was almost as bright as the day, and one could clearly see Jin Zhi's half body dragging under the kang, and the other half body bent on the pillow.The hair completely buried the face.When her mother held her hand, she twitched and said, "Mother... let's marry my daughter to Fufa's nephew! I don't have a... sickness, it's..." At this time, the mother will beat and scold her daughter even more, right?But it wasn't like that, the mother seemed to have sinned herself, and after hearing this, she immediately became numb, as if she didn't exist for a long time.After a while, the mother said in a gentle voice she had never used before: "Are you going to marry me? I came to the matchmaker in Erli half a day, and I pushed him away. So what should we do now?" The mother seemed to calm down, and she wanted to speak again, but the tears blocked her throat, as if her daughter had suffocated her life, as if her daughter had humiliated her to death!