military marriage

Chapter 14 The Tragic Intrusion (2)
Chuanjia covered his face, nodded, grabbed the iron rake on the ground, swung it indiscriminately on the grass, and then threw it away violently, running between the mountain paths, stirring up everyone's uneasy fear.

"Heirloom, heirloom!" A few women were like stars holding the moon, worried about something wrong with heirloom, chasing after him cautiously to prevent him from accidents.

In the quiet mountain wind, behind the mountain is the setting sun, and the cold brilliance of the rising moon in front of it is gradually fading, and the other is slowly rising.

The cold wind was like a sharp knife, cutting Yu Suo's thin and bare shoulders.Everyone in the village is escorting the hooligans. In her hazy subconscious, she simply regards the distant love in the military camp as her only refuge. The love in the distant military camp is the source of living water for her to bear the reality and face the future... …

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Ba Po Qiu was sitting on a small stool by the door, the winter sun shone through the narrow alleyway, shining golden and warm colors on her body.In front of her was a basin of soaked laundry. She took out a handful of washing powder from the soap box, sprinkled it on the clothes, then rolled up the clothes on both sides and scrubbed them. The black residue ran between her fingers, like earthworms. Crawling, flowing, twisting on the back of her bony hand...

Jinju and Degen came from the alleyway carrying a basket of eggs.Jinju, who had never paid much attention to this family, now greeted the eighth wife warmly from a distance, the smile on her face squeezed into a dry flower.

"Are you washing clothes? So diligent!" She said, walking up the stone steps with De Gen, and standing in front of the eighth woman, "Why do you have to do the laundry? What about Yu Suo? The young ones are inciting the old ones." Oh, you are too honest! Here—these eggs are for you to take root and nourish your body! You can’t lose yourself!”

The eighth woman was flattered, she stood up and wiped her wet hands on the padded jacket around her waist.Promisingly promised: "She, Moti, like a hero, put a face on me in the morning, as if I owed her, and went up the mountain with a dustpan. Forgive me! The little firewood she collected a day is not enough for my stove, I can't see it!"

Over the years, Jinju has been picking on her in everything, saying that she can't do things, can't manage the house, and only gave birth to a son, Chuanlong, and often gossips in front of Shenggen, which often annoys the old man. Punch and kick her.Ever since Da Yu locked the door, in comparison, Jin Ju has been more polite to her, and now she even gave her family a gift!Especially, as long as she belittles that little fox, she will resonate with Jinju and share the same hatred.People who are used to being bullied are born to do what they like and protect themselves.

"Yes, wait for the matter of my family inheritance to be over! Find another good one for me to pass on the dragon, and throw away this pair of broken shoes. Anyway, there are too many women who want to find me to pass on the dragon now, and they have to be chased away with a bullwhip." Jinju threw the egg Stuff it into the eighth woman's hand.

"This, this, you keep it for yourself, this expensive thing!" The eighth woman wanted to pick it up, looked at the back of her dark hand, shrank back embarrassedly, and wiped it on her waist again, "Why don't you save it up and go When Huo Xiaofan reads the heirloom, bring it to him, my poor son!"

Huoyufan is the county labor camp, the heir who surrendered himself, because he raped the military wife and destroyed the military marriage, it caused a wide range of negative influences in the Dabie Mountains, which has a fine tradition of supporting the army and giving priority to family members. He was sentenced to eight years in prison and is currently accepting remodel.

"Oh, I'm here to inherit the family." Jin Ju's face darkened.

"Tell me, this little woman has caused such a big trouble." The eighth woman seemed embarrassed, "Tell me, I have lived in the village for decades, and I have never had an argument with anyone, and I blush. She's good, she pierced the sky. Oh, I'm not lucky to be an adult, it's good to have her in my family..."

The eighth woman was still trembling, expressing her sympathy for the family heirloom and showing her kindness.De Gen stretched his thin neck impatiently, and kept looking into the room.Thick black smoke billowed out of the house, turning into wisps of light blue in the breezy sun, and drifting around in the alley.

"Telling her is not the same as asking the wall?" De Gen frowned, walking towards the house with his hands behind his back, "Where is Rooting? Why is there so much smoke in the house? It's like a smoked weasel."

The eighth woman murmured into the house: "I'm building a fire pit. The old man is too lazy to be afraid of the cold! The good sun doesn't come out to bask in it."

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Hu Shenggen's house was full of old men, and Sheng Gen stuffed a handful of firewood under the tree trunk, struck a match, and lit the firewood. Billows of thick smoke gushed out from under the tree trunk, filling the hut.

Are you here?A whole room of people stood up and greeted the Degens. They said they hoped to go to Sheng Gen's house to start a fire, but he made the smoke go out, and the fire couldn't be lit anyway.How about it?Has the family heirloom thing been implemented?

Rooting in a hurry, he squatted down, tilted his buttocks and blew towards the fire pit with his mouth. As the fire light flickered on his face, the raging fire finally broke through the layers of smoke and burned.

"It's on fire, it's on fire, it's a big fire!" The old men spread their legs and stretched their hands, rubbing their feet and rubbing their buttocks, and the chairs made a harsh sound on the ground, and they rubbed from corner to corner Arrived at the fire pit dug in the middle of the main room.

They formed a circle around the fire, smoking and drinking tea.They said it was weird, and they said it was a thousand things, and they all blamed Chuanlong's daughter-in-law for causing trouble. She looked like she was not a person who did things, and when they encountered insects and ants in the farm, they would scream like dead moths in fright.The family members are kind and righteous, so they must want to help her out of the siege.Alas, after all, they are young people, who come and go again and again, turning a good thing into a bad thing.If it was my son, forget it, there is no need to call him a hero, why surrender?It's all something that can't be clapped!
Jin Ju wiped her snot and tears into the fire pit, splashing the flames with a "sizzling" sound.She said that fortunately everyone is bright in their hearts. This person is crooked and straight. My heirloom was raised by everyone. I am a very loyal person. I was sentenced to eight years for this matter. How many years are there, and how many eight years are there?So I have to trouble everyone to stand up and prove that he is good in nature and was misled by some people. Only in this way can he save a few years of sentence.People's hearts are made of flesh, water only flows downward, and those who come and go are for the sake of their children and grandchildren, so you can prove it?ah?
Heirloom is a really good kid. Usually, everyone asks him to carry water and help him with heavy work. He never says "no". Anyone in the village who wants to go to the street will borrow his bicycle. No, he never eats alone!We usually go to the streets together, and when everyone buys things that are only one yuan to two yuan away, he will put them first, and he never asks others for them after he comes back. He is very loyal!This kind of kid can't be lost, we have to do our best to get him out of prison as soon as possible!The old men chattered and commented, and the women who were concerned about the heirloom held insoles and joined in in twos and threes, doing needlework while recalling the heirloom's personality. The more they talked to each other, the more they noticed something precious about the heir quality.The glorious image of the heirloom being righteous, kind, heroic, and great has been established in front of everyone like a hero, and is hidden in everyone's subconscious.

"Strike while the iron is hot, strike while the iron is hot!" De Gen shook his head in excitement, "What you say is not proven, you have to write it down! There is no way, the Public Security Bureau believes in black and white!"

"Where's the paper? Paper!" Sheng Gen yelled at his wife who was pouring water for everyone, "Wooden man, I've been shouting for a long time, bring paper and pen!"

The eighth mother-in-law hurriedly put down the teapot in her hand, muttering that I was not playing or idle, and turned around to call Ding Ni, saying that uncle and uncle wanted paper and pen.When Ding Ni presented the pen and paper, the Degen couple said: "Here is a ready-made high school student, a female champion, and a pen. Let everyone talk about it, and let her write it down!"

The sun rises from the east and sets from the west, and darkness pours into the house through the windows.Everyone drank the ten thermos pots made by Bapo, smoked the two low-quality cigarettes contributed by Rooting, and the paper cigarette butts on the ground were piled up to an inch thick. Bit by bit, every pile of good things.The heirloom of the spirit of helping others, bearing hardships and standing hard work, being willing to bear heavy burdens, donating righteousness and giving money, and being brave in dedication, is active in the hearts of the villagers, and is active in Ding Ni's entire ten pages of records...

In the end, the villagers who knew a few words drew their own names, and the villagers who could not read wrote their bright red handprints. The signature and the bright red handprints took up more than half of the paper. Almost all the villagers of Huaowan Village, Speaking and testifying for the heirs, this is not like an explanatory material, but more like a "glory letter" for applying for meritorious service, heroes, and martyrs.

Ba Po and Sheng Gen have never been valued in the village, and this time they became the first to put their fingerprints on paper because "your words and attitudes matter".

When men and women were invited to walk out of Sheng Gen's house, Sheng Gen and Ba Po humbly sent everyone to the gate, saying politely that they just drank some tea and ate a few sticks of bad cigarettes, slow down, walk slowly , Come back to play again when you have time, and come to warm up again.

Everyone walked out the door, their memories of Chuanjia were still unfinished, and they said to Degen and his wife that if he was a soldier, he would be much better than Chuanlong, and the one who would marry back would definitely be the chief's daughter!Don't want to find an embroidered pillow...

Ding Ni recalled everyone's words, and felt that the meaning was still unfinished. She reopened the pen and paper and wrote to Chuanlong: "Brother, the result of what I told you yesterday has come out. Brother Chuanjia is not to blame for this matter! It's just you who are blind." I lost my eyesight and married a daughter-in-law who is not native or foreign. No one in the village thinks highly of her. She is spoiled and spoiled. Without her blessing, it would be better for her to live in the house, to be quiet and at ease, and cause trouble when she comes...

elder brother!You said earlier that you would marry a daughter-in-law who is filial to your uncle and elder brother, but it is not too late to wake up now.Both Uncle and Da asked me to tell you not to interfere in this matter. They are experienced people and know what kind of woman a man should marry to live a life, and what kind of catastrophe woman he should not marry to cause trouble at home.Sister Manxiang came back, and Uncle said that Sister Manxiang has a good husband and helps her husband luck, you have always had feelings for her, and we all still have feelings for her..."

(End of this chapter)