country evil

Lin Le's mind was muddled, and he still couldn't remember what happened after that.

It was noon, and a piece of bright tiles on the roof of the tiled roof projected a beam of bright sunlight, which shone inside through the mosquito net.

In just a few seconds, everything came and went suddenly, and it ended soon.

The two returned to the bench again, but this time the distance was a bit farther, he sat on one end and she sat on the other.

Lin Le was a little ashamed and a little inferior, like the engine had just started and then turned off after a few revolutions. Things were not as good as expected.

"Lin Le, that's it, it's really nothing." After a long silence, she spoke, as if to comfort him.

"Ah."

"I've done it, and it's usually red." She said again.

Hang some red, he knows very well that the locals mean to give some money, a piece of red paper, wrapped in some change.

And she wanted him to be popular, but she couldn't understand it for a while.

Who exactly suffered the loss, I didn't understand for a while.

Fortunately, he still had ten yuan pocket money from his dumb sister-in-law in his trouser pocket. He had kept it in his trouser pocket for several days, but he was still reluctant to spend it. It was wrinkled. After digging for a long time, he took it out and handed it to her.

She put it in her pocket without looking at it, as if it was hers.

"I have to go." Having nothing to say, and of course nothing to do, Lin Le bowed and bid her farewell.

"Okay, come and play when you have time." She sent him to the fence gate.

He got out of the pear orchard and walked on the small path by the pond. His hands and feet were limp and his head was dizzy. He seemed to have a kind of cultivation level mentioned in martial arts novels. If she took it, he should be the one who suffered, so why would he give it to her instead? Where is the money?Greed for petty gain, what do you think of sacred and beautiful things.

Money doesn't matter, what makes him unbearable is the unresolved loss after doing that thing, he suddenly remembered what a writer said: the first time a boy feels regret, not because he regrets making a mistake , but regrets its own origin.It turns out that the origin of man is so simple, and what he thought about day and night in the past was so boring.

Walking and walking, oops, how can I put it, all thoughts are lost, walking in the graveyard, I will fall into the grass, fall into the dust, the ants slowly burrow through the carrion, leaving a pile of dried bones, and the soul is gone. Ascended into the void, a cloud of quarks wandering the sky or something.

Oh, I always thought that he was the most beautiful boy in the world, with big eyes, wide open, like an alien, curiously looking at the flowers, plants, flying insects and animals around him, with protruding nostrils, showing a little Stubborn, with slightly pursed lips, revealing some security and self-love.

In the quiet night, sitting alone in the lonely lamp, he would face the mirror and stare at the beautiful boy inside for a long time.

Alas, it seems that the beautiful boy is no longer a beautiful boy.

On a quiet night in the mountain village, the house with mud walls is so quiet that you can hear a needle fall.

His room is next door to the room of the dumb sister-in-law.

After I became sensible, when I was hiding under the covers and making mistakes secretly, the dumb sister-in-law was always swaying in front of my eyes, even though she was often barefoot, a little dirty, a little sloppy, and she still smelled a little sweaty.

What he often thinks of is none other than his sister-in-law who lives in the same house, eats the same food, and breathes the same air.

People in the village said that if my sister-in-law hadn't been dumb, she would never have married into the countryside.

When she married, her skin was white and greasy, her body was plump, and she exuded a pleasant body fragrance.

She doesn't like to dress up, and she wears old clothes that have been washed white all year round.

If it's not winter, she always likes to go barefoot, because she often does farm work, and her trousers are rolled up high, revealing her calves like lotus roots.

Now, she is 40 years old, a little old, and her fair skin has gradually turned into the color of black mud due to years of hard work and exposure to the sun.

A little uncle and sister-in-law live together, and the villagers will inevitably gossip, but the dumb sister-in-law never cares about it.

She won't say that she is a woman without scheming, she is used to the life in the village, she works at sunrise and rests at sunset, she is content and doesn't feel that she is missing anything.

I don't even feel like I'm missing a man.

According to the villagers, the sister-in-law in her forties is at the time when she is on fire.

Living together, facing his sister-in-law during the day, Lin Le never thought about it wildly, but at night, under the quilt, in his fantasy space, she became a kind of idol, so when he secretly made mistakes under the quilt , I always imagine that my sister-in-law is by my side.

But today, after doing it in the pear orchard, he finally understood what was going on between men and women.

Now that I understand what's going on, living with my sister-in-law, in broad daylight, I can't help feeling a little dazed.

However, she is his sister-in-law, the sister-in-law of the eldest sister-in-law, a mother-like woman.

After the mother gave birth to him, she was too old and left after bleeding too much. When she was a few years old, she and her nephew fought for the sister-in-law's tits. If you eat one, he will grab the other.

So, even though he understood, Lin Le tried his best to be patient and not think about that when he lived with his sister-in-law at night.