The young woman was sitting by the river. There were flowers and plants on the bank, butterflies fluttering, bees chasing each other, and fish making waves. It was a wonderful world. Although the scenery is pleasant, I feel depressed. Even though there are thousands of customs, it is lifeless.
After marrying such a husband, life is full of life. Other people's husbands are handsome, but my own husband is a thin man. Not to mention the incomprehensible style, not to mention the jealousy, in order to survive, he would give up his woman! For such a man, and he still wants to be his wife, it is true that the sky has no eyes, and it is only fate that manipulates people.
Sitting by the river in such a depressed mood, while the river flows eastward and rushes through the vast sky and earth. Seeing that the sky is already dusk, I look around, where is my return? Speechless for a moment. All that can be heard is the gurgling of water, carrying the smallest flower, gone in a hurry, never to return.
I hate that there is not a strong man in the world, but now he is sitting next to me, leaning against each other, so intimate. If we can stay together like this for a hundred years, when we go to the west, we should also have a smile on our face. However, what else is accompanying him at this time? It's just the cold wind beside the small river, nothing more than one or two small ruthless clouds in the sky, what else is there, nothing.
The young woman thought of her mother at this time, and she was really horribly vicious. There were thousands of men in the world, but she was left with such a despicable thing that matched her face as beautiful as the moon! At this moment, she couldn't help cursing her mother in her heart. No, as a mother, how could she curse? She still cursed the soil by the river, and by the way, she also cursed the beautiful flowers swaying in the wind. Never scold your mother!
At this time, I scolded someone for a while in my heart. I was quite distressed for a while. I felt that marrying such a husband would not be better than marrying this Xiaohe. Yes, when the weather turns hot and the heat becomes unbearable, jumping into the river can cool you down for a while. And what did her husband bring to her? It seemed like nothing. Did God mean that she should take care of this frail man instead of others protecting her? Who knows.
The river gradually swelled, because it rained, and the rain kept washing on both sides of the river. A lot of sand and stones were rolled into the river, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. If only I were like those sand and stones, it would be great if I dare not know anything anymore, not the boring sky, nor my husband's thin body and that disgusting cough.
But how is this possible? It can't be done, it can't be done. The rain was chaotic and ruthless at this time. It sprinkled on the ground and made some splashes, but it didn't look good. No matter how hard I tried, this posture was not good-looking.
At this moment, I heard someone calling me. I must have heard it wrong. On this rainy day, besides the shrill sound of the rain, what else could I hear? I couldn't hear anything anymore. All I heard in my heart was the sound of Uncle Feng sitting in his hut as a drunken scoundrel. What else was there? No, nothing.
Uncle Feng, no matter how old he is, he is still so boring. Could it be that Fenghuaxueyue also belongs to the old guy? The young woman thought in her heart that if she didn't have Uncle Feng, she could still live her life without it being inconvenient to wear clothes, and she wouldn't have to wear a pair of tattered trousers when leaving her hut.
As soon as Uncle Feng arrived, his life was already overwhelmed, but there was nothing he could do about it. Yes, what could be done to him? Besides, my husband had beaten someone before, and now someone came to seek revenge. This was God’s will. Can anyone else blame him?
The young woman was sitting by the river, facing the eastward flowing water, feeling confused, just like this at night. Lights lit up in twos and threes, and as soon as the lights flickered, they seemed to be blown away by the wind. For a moment, the only one left on the bank of the river was himself.
A rope appeared out of nowhere by the river. Although the rope was long and I knew where it was hung, it was really nice to look at under the moonlight. Why does a rope appear in the sky? Where is it hanging? I don’t know, and I don’t want to ask.
The rope was good. Reflecting the moonlight, you could see that the rope was still shining. At this time, I felt extremely depressed, so I walked towards the rope. After touching it, I found that this rope was really good. Touching it in my hand was like touching my mother's face back then. With such a gentle touch, all the terror, all the helplessness and pain disappeared.
However, for some reason, my intuition told me that I must not touch this rope, even though it even smelled like a faint fragrance. Yes, under the moon, the rope gradually turned into a snake, a snake with patterns.
The young woman closed her eyes and did not dare to look again. Not only did she not dare to look, but she also did not want to stay by the river anymore. At this time, she kept walking along the river bed with no purpose and no idea of the direction. But if I don't walk like this, I feel uncomfortable and even want to hit others. But I can't hit others, the only one I can hit is my own child.
The heavy rain became heavier and heavier, and the little flowers on the roadside all fell down in the rain, or it was unknown whether they would die forever. Walking by the river in extreme loneliness, the young woman's mood remained the same as before, without hope or fear. At this time, she really hoped to meet Uncle Feng and sit with him.
However, what appeared in front of him was not Uncle Feng, but his husband, that thin, little husband who kept coughing. Of course, compared to those who were widows and were kicked out of their homes by their husbands for no reason, I was lucky. Although standing in front of him was just such a thin man.
"It's raining heavily, go home." The thin man said.
The young woman lowered her head and looked around. The world was in chaos, except for the miserable wind howling. Where could there be a home? But if you don't follow this thin man back and wander around the river for no reason, what if you encounter a ghost?
He had no choice but to follow the thin man back, and there was nothing waiting for him. There was no delicious food and no intoxicating smile. The one waiting for him was none other than Uncle Feng, and because his husband was afraid of being beaten by Uncle Feng, he wanted to go back to him just to survive. Yes, when Uncle Feng's legs and feet were inconvenient, what did his husband do to him? Can he blame Uncle Feng at this time?
I absolutely shouldn’t have beaten Uncle Feng, but was it my husband who beat Uncle Feng? At this time, the thin man walked in front, while the young woman followed behind, each other slowly walking towards their hut. Even though they knew that Uncle Feng was waiting in their house, they still walked there.
