suspected wife

The first year of Hongwu in the Wei Dynasty.

Shanghe Village, Songshan County, Southeast.

Fang Ru has been lying in bed for three days.

In the past three days, nothing else has been in her eyes, only the thick black beams and the roof covered with sparse mud tiles and straw...

How long had she not seen such a pointed roof?

That is to say, the abandoned old house in my hometown is still this kind of spire with beams.However, the houses built later also had flat roofs, which were poured with cement and painted with white paint, and rice, peanuts, and quilts could be dried on the roof.

This wooden beam is round and thick. How long has it been since I saw this kind of log?

The walls were plastered with red mud, and the plastering was uneven, with layers of traces of smearing.The ground is also muddy, not evenly rammed, and there are water marks in the uneven pits.

The furnishings in the room are extremely simple.

In the corner of the room stood a three-foot-high four-legged wooden shelf, on which stood a red suitcase that was two feet long and two feet wide and deep. The red paint was already mottled, showing that it was old.

Next to the trunk was a bench with some sundries on it against the wall.

Next to it is a triangular wooden shelf against the wall.There are three layers of wooden shelves, each with a wooden basin with a shallow bottom, and a gray old cotton towel on the shelf.

There is a two-foot-high square cabinet next to the bed. There are three buckets, and I don't know what it contains.

Next to the bedside table is a simple table, like a simple dressing table for women. There is nothing else on the table except a wooden comb and a sewing basket.

Other than that, there is nothing else in the house.

Of course, there are still beds.

A very simple canopy bed with shelves surrounding three sides.There are four wooden pillars standing on all sides, and there are old gray curtains that have been patched several times...

Fang Ru lay on the bed, staring blankly at the hole in the curtain above her head.At a loss, I don't know where I am.

There were changes in my mind like a revolving lantern, like acupuncture, throbbing pain.The chest was also blunt, as if being pulled by someone with a blunt knife.

Cold tears rolled down from the corner of my eyes, warming the straw-filled pillow...

Fang Ru woke up drowsily, and woke up, unwilling to move.

It wasn't until she felt someone shaking her gently that Fang Ru opened her sore and swollen eyes and squinted at the person coming.

The visitor has a good appearance, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, a high nose bridge, thick lips, although his complexion is a little dark, but he looks good.The skinny bunt on his body was a little whitish after washing, and there were some wrinkles.But even so, it can be seen that she is a natural hanger.

Tall and well-proportioned, no more than no less.

At this time, the visitor was holding a large coarse porcelain bowl in one hand, and gently shaking her with the other.

Fang Ru blinked her sore eyes and stared at him without saying a word.

The man was a little uncomfortable being stared at by Fang Ru, and felt a little depressed, as if the other party was looking at a stranger.

The man frowned slightly, resisting the strange feeling in his heart, looked down, moved to the bowl in his hand, and said softly: "This is the gruel that has just been cooked. I cut the meat early in the morning and chopped up the companion meat. We boiled together inside. You haven’t eaten or drank all day, so I’ll help you get up to eat.”

The man put his rice bowl on the dilapidated square cabinet by the bed, making gestures to help Fang Ru up.

Fang Ru tilted her head.

There was a glint of darkness in the man's eyes, and he withdrew his hand in a daze.

Fang Ru struggled to support the bed with both hands, gritted her teeth to prop up her upper body, and dragged her whole body back, trying to lean back on the bed frame.

Seeing that she was struggling to get up, the man stretched his hands forward, wanting to give her a hand, but in the end he couldn't.

Clenched his fists, and quickly helped Fang Ru pick up the straw pillow on her back and put it upright behind her, so that she could lean more comfortably.

The straw pillow was erected and leaned against the old gray bed frame, Fang Ru took advantage of the situation and leaned against it.Slightly panting, he hadn't eaten or drank all day, his whole body was weak, and it was so difficult to even stand up.

The man helped Fang Ru pull up the gray and colorless quilt, and lifted the earthenware bowl from the bedside cabinet.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, holding the spoon in one hand and stirring in the bowl, scooped up a large spoonful, blew on it, and handed it to Fang Ru's mouth.

Fang Ru looked at him calmly, then turned his head inward again.

He didn't speak a word, just reached out and took the bowl.The rough porcelain bowl was a bit heavy, and Fang Ru's hands sank down, almost unable to hold it.

The man bluffed with some worry and protected it under the rough porcelain bowl, for fear that she would not be able to hold it for a while.

Seeing that Fang Ru didn't even look at him, her eyes became darker.Staring blankly at the empty hands, a little helpless and a little lost.

After a few breaths, he looked up at Fang Ru again, and saw that she was holding the bowl with difficulty in one hand, and was slowly eating the porridge spoon by spoon with the other hand, her movements were demure and elegant.

Just be willing to eat.

The man secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He opened his mouth to say something, but finally closed it tightly.

Still staring at Fang Ru with a good eye, watching her slowly but gracefully eat the vegetable and meat porridge in the bowl.

It was the meat he bought at the market early in the morning, and he cut it and boiled it himself when he came back.

After Fang Ru ate a bowl of vegetable and meat porridge, Fang felt a little warmth in her stomach, and her whole body recovered a little bit of strength, and she no longer twitched with hunger like before.

The man took the empty bowl, glanced at her, and said, "You can take care of her at ease. If you need anything, call me. I'll be outside. You don't have to worry about Wan'er, there will be sister-in-law and second sister-in-law to help take care of her." Come on, you..."

The man realized that Fang Ru had closed his eyes and slipped under the blanket again, so he stopped talking embarrassingly.Helped her adjust the pillow slightly so that she could sleep more comfortably, and helped to tuck the quilt.

After staring at her for a while, Fang said: "Then you have a good rest, I'm going out first. Call me if you need anything."

As soon as the words finished, Fang Ru heard the man's tiptoe footsteps and the sound of the door closing gently, and the old wooden door creaked twice.

Then I heard a woman's sharp voice coming in from outside the door: "...I've been lying down for three days and still can't get out of bed? This is going to be a young mistress! Waiting for my mother-in-law to serve you with tea and water! ..."

"Mom, keep your voice down."

"What should I do? Be quiet! Ah? Just fell to the ground, oh, this has become Jinggui? Who hasn't fallen to the ground before? Only she is Jinggui! She is asking for a doctor and buying medicine! Eat meat porridge! I have to do all the work inside and out here!... Oh, I'm so evil..."

"Mom, she didn't say she wants to eat meat porridge, I bought it myself and boiled it for her."

"Did you suffer? You suffered! You are a big man, you don't work hard, you come back to serve your wife, and go into the kitchen! You still have the face to say it!"

"Isn't she unable to get up? Besides, it's not a big deal." The man tried to argue.

Then I heard the sharp female voice say: "Oh, why did I give birth to such a disgraceful thing like you! At the beginning, I said that I would marry a wife who could work in the fields, but you didn't. I just liked her face, but you didn't like it. I fancy that she can read a few big characters. Can this knowledge be eaten or drunk?"

After a pause, the voice rang again: "Also, where did you get the meat money today? Did you secretly save money from your own house? Did you get a raise or was it someone else's filial piety?"

"Okay, I've learned how to save my own money now! Oh, what kind of life am I? I'm pulling you five up with shit and pee, and I can't wear a new dress all year round. For a few months I don’t even see the smell of meat, and this daughter-in-law is enjoying the blessing! Ouch, my life is miserable, a son has learned to save his own money behind his mother’s back!”

Then I heard the man's slightly nervous and deliberately lowered voice: "Mom, I don't have any! I borrowed this money from my third cousin..."

The female voice instantly turned up: "Borrowed? You borrowed it? Do you want me to pay back the borrowed money? Oops, I am so evil. Second daughter-in-law, quickly salt that piece of meat in the kitchen, What kind of meat do you eat this year! If I don't open my mouth, no one is allowed to touch that piece of meat!"

"Mother, Mother Jin, she..."

"What about her! She's been lying down for a few days, and she's been taking medicine for a few days. Isn't that money? Who fell to the ground and clamored for meat? Go back to her mother's house! Who will you show me looking like you're going to die?"

……

Fang Ru closed her eyes fiercely, pulled the dusty quilt over her forehead, tears rolled down her cheeks again...