Seventy cannon fodder is a ruthless man

Chapter 1 Through the Book to Seventy

Meng Tao had been awake for a long time. She stared at the room with her breathless eyes, trying not to move, for fear of making a noise, which would attract two people who were whispering outside the wooden door to barge in, breaking the silence in front of her and confirming some of her thoughts. .

She hoped that it was just a dream, and when she woke up, she would go back to the world she used to live in.

A thousand of her are unwilling to stay in this broken room: mottled and old loess walls, not to mention floor tiles on the ground, not even cement surfaces, just ordinary rammed soil layers, with tiles on the roof, right?I don't know how long I haven't cleaned it, the spider webs are hanging one after another, and the spiders continue to make webs.

She was lying on a wooden bed. The mosquito net was very old and patched, but it was still clean. There was no furniture in the ten-square-meter room, not even a wardrobe. There were only two old chairs with broken legs. It was placed in the corner of the wall, full of tattered clothes and sundries, and there was a wooden shelf supporting an old-fashioned large wooden box with brass buckles. It was the only thing in the room that was pleasing to the eye.

There used to be a window in the wooden box. The panes had no glass, but only a layer of newspaper. No wonder the light in the room was very dark. Under the window was a wooden table without drawers. A comb, a kerosene lamp and a box of matches, the most striking thing is a white cup with badly peeled paint, with a line of red letters printed on the wall of the cup, which can be clearly seen: Serve the People.

Two propaganda posters were also nailed on the soil wall, and three figures were painted on them. The elder brother of the worker, peasant and soldier, carrying tools, holding grain ears and holding a steel gun, looked at Meng Tao with a smile on his face.

Meng Tao closed her eyes and dared not think about it...

The wooden door was still pushed open, and a middle-aged woman with short ears and a young girl with two braids walked in. The middle-aged woman approached the bed, stretched out her hand and pushed Meng Tao, and touched it again. He touched her forehead and shouted twice, "Peach blossom, peach blossom?"

Meng Tao pretended to be dead.

The middle-aged woman sighed, "I'm still in a drowsiness, your sister Xianglan is a little harder."

The young girl pouted: "Mom, you also know that this peach blossom is in good health. The day before yesterday, Xiao Liu went up to the mountain to carry firewood with her and deliberately bumped into her bundle of firewood. She rolled down the hillside without breaking it. We will go down the river together this morning. While washing clothes, my eldest sister and I discussed it. Even if I pushed her into the river, she would still get water. The eldest sister had no choice but to knock her out from behind while she was not paying attention. Fortunately, there was only a bag on the back of her head. Bleeding, or the blood is dripping, we are too lazy to carry her back... But my cousin is too slow, he will not come here, if Taohua wakes up, it will not be in vain? "

"You whisper to me, let people hear, say what happened to our Laotian family!"

The middle-aged woman suppressed her voice and said, then pulled the young girl out of the room and closed the wooden door with her backhand. The mother and daughter whispered outside the door again:

"It rained heavily last night, and the road in the mountains was slippery. Your big cousin is lame again. He is leaning on crutches. I'm afraid he won't be able to come until dinner time."

"Then what should I do? Peach Blossom has been asleep for a long time, and may really wake up."

"It really doesn't work - the last time I went to the mountain to hit the rice vertebrae, I encountered a few medicinal herbs, which are the kind of sticky grass, whether men or women, as long as they get a little on it, they become sticky like a beast, and they can't be opened... ... Make a bowl of egg soup for Peach Blossom at night and put it in, don't touch it!"

"No, I want to eat egg custard too. You always save eggs and sell them, and you're greedy!" The young girl coquettishly.

The middle-aged woman patted her helplessly: "Isn't it because of you that I saved my eggs? The weather is getting cold, and you still have to make a red dress that grows to the calf. I saw the Zhou family in the village wearing a red dress that day. , do you want to compare the beauty with her?"

"It's just to compare! The situation of our Tian family is not what it used to be. My brother is very successful, and he has married a daughter-in-law in the city. Our family is not ranked first or second in Linshui Village. Of course I can't be worse than Zhou Daya, she I want to have some, even better and more beautiful than hers!"

"Tsk tsk, what a crazy girl!"

The middle-aged woman groaned, but her tone was as proud as the young girl: "I don't want to sell the eggs I saved recently, I just want to bring some eggs from my family into the city for your third brother and third sister-in-law to eat. I’m afraid it’s not fresh for a long time, so eat it. Just make a big pot of scrambled eggs tonight, so that you can eat enough. Then make a separate bowl of egg soup, it’s just for peach blossoms, be careful and don’t touch it!”

"Got it, hee hee!"

The young girl smiled triumphantly: "Mom, tonight Taohua and Big-headed Cousin are considered bridal chambers... Big-headed Cousin is 30 years old, Peach Blossom has just turned nineteen, and the washbasin is still growing pretty well, Big-headed Cousin is probably going to be happy." It’s bad, he got a wife for nothing, if he dares not honor your aunt in the future, I will beat him to death!”

The middle-aged woman also laughed: "Okay, anyway, it's my sister's son, my nephew, how can I not think about him? The old son-in-law loves his daughter-in-law, your big cousin just has bad legs and feet, making bamboo baskets Bamboo baskets can also do carpentry. The work at hand is so great that they can be sold for money. Taohua has followed the big head, and she can’t go wrong in this life. She has been in our family for more than four years. I'm sorry for her."

"That is, just because she is an uneducated rural girl, she still hopes that my third brother, who has become a cadre, will come back to live with her? It's beautiful! If she can marry the big-headed cousin, she should burn high incense."

"Well. Yalan, hurry up and get ready these days. As soon as your third brother and third sister-in-law hold their wedding in the unit, we will just wait for the big head and the peach blossoms to be completed, and then rush over. Your third sister-in-law is a city. Li girl, but be careful, after your third brother came back from college, he is now the technical backbone of the factory, and he will be promoted to a higher official in the future. "

"Don't worry, Mom, I know this very well!"

"When the sun sets, it's time to make dinner. Today, on Tuesday, Xiaoliu and Xiaoqi live at school and don't go home. The big head will be there in a while. Go see what your sister and brother-in-law are doing, and ask them if they want to come back to eat together. It is also good to measure rice and cook."

"Hey, here we go."

The sound of footsteps outside the door is getting farther away, and the surroundings are quiet. There are still chickens and dogs barking and children crying. It feels quite far away.

Meng Tao opened her eyes, stared at the roof for a while, then got up, feeling a little dizzy, but luckily she was able to move, and there was a big bag behind her head, I don't know if it hurts now , she bared her teeth in pain.

In her heart, she cursed Tian Xianglan who gave her a hammer from behind: The dead woman is cruel enough!There is a chance to return it.

He scolded the old woman and Tian Yalan who came to the bed just now. Listen to what they said?To drug her, let her be with that lame big man... It's just a family of black-hearted scumbags, it's not a thing!

Meng Tao got out of bed, staggered two steps before walking steadily, and went straight to the two propaganda posters on the wall. Under the paintings was a hand-tear calendar that was the size of a palm. The torn date is: September 1974, 9. ,Tuesday.

Meng Tao picked up the mirror on the table and looked at it again. In the mirror, there was an unfamiliar and inexplicably familiar face. The shape of eyebrows, eyes and mouth looked okay, but the skin was too dark and dry, and the hair scattered on the shoulders was dry and yellow like grass. It was full of split ends, and Meng Tao almost didn't hold back—this person wasn't her!
No, it was she who passed through, the soul passed through!
The country is still the same country, but the time has been turned back decades!

From the date displayed on the calendar on the wall, as well as the names and events revealed in the conversation between the mother and daughter just now, Meng Tao can easily deduce that she has transmigrated into a novel she has read and became a rural daughter-in-law in the 70s .

In the novel, when the male protagonist Tian Zhigao was 20 years old, he married a 15-year-old village girl Meng Taohua in his hometown Linshui Village. Tian Zhigao joined the provincial steel factory soon after marriage. In order to make a good future, he spent four years. Not going home, that is to say, I haven't seen Meng Taohua, my daughter-in-law from the countryside, for four years.

The description of this little rural daughter-in-law in the article is not much. He appeared twice in three or four sentences, but such a person with a very low sense of existence actually stole people, betrayed marriage, and was reviled by everyone. I can't raise my head all my life, and I can only live in the corners of the countryside.

Now it seems that the "betrayal" of this female partner Meng Taohua is actually man-made. She is a victim and a very miserable cannon fodder!
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