Uncle Feng was sitting in his room. The sunshine in front of the door was very good, and the golden light was shining. He looked, for some reason, like the beautiful eyes of Widow Liu. However, when he thought of Widow Liu, Uncle Feng felt a slight chill in his heart. It had been a long time since he had seen her.
I am getting ready to go out. Otherwise, it will not be a problem if I do not take good care of the crops in the fields. When autumn comes, people will have piles of millet, but there will be nothing in their own homes. It will also be a problem. Even if you beg from others, they may not give it to you, and even if they do, it is not a good thing.
Why not work hard while you are still young and have plenty of strength, and when the harvest comes in the fall, God is wise and will definitely not let you down, right? With this in mind, Uncle Feng went up to the mountain with a hoe to fertilize and water the crops in the fields. At least he had to go and see, talk to, or talk to them. A scary story that scares them to tears is also very fun.
Of course, this is not the main purpose of Uncle Feng's trip. If he only goes to the mountains for these things, it does not seem to be cost-effective for Uncle Feng. There was Widow Liu on that mountain, and she must have been lonely staying alone on the mountain. If she didn't comfort her, who else would be suitable to do this?
Uncle Feng went to the mountains. My own field is not far from Widow Liu's. At the corner of my field, part of it is even adjacent to Widow Liu's field. Although the part of the field bordering my own has been deserted for a long time by Widow Liu, it is still adjacent after all.
Because Widow Liu was afraid of staying with Uncle Feng, she abandoned the part that bordered Uncle Feng's field. It was now covered with weeds, and there were many undesirable things in it. Sometimes you could even see pheasants. It was a female pheasant. Not long after, a male pheasant came to that place for no apparent reason. They were very affectionate with each other.
Whenever this time comes, Widow Liu deliberately avoids looking at such embarrassing things. Only Uncle Feng, who is not working at this time, sits in the blind corner and enjoys such fun things.
However, Widow Liu pretended not to see it, lowered the bamboo hat on her head, and tied a black cloth around her neck, concentrating on her work. For other things, it had almost nothing to do with her. At this time, Uncle Feng sat aside and applauded the pair of pheasants, which delayed his work time, but he didn't care.
Because she was watching the pheasants, Widow Liu was quite unhappy. She seemed to have heard her curse softly and even spat. Uncle Feng stopped looking and sat quietly aside, smoking the cigarette he had rolled. , puffing away the clouds. At this time, the sun in the sky is still so big for some reason, and it shines on people's bodies, which is quite vicious. However, because of Widow Liu's company, even if there are ten suns in the sky, it is nothing more than that.
At this time, Uncle Feng would always call Widow Liu to say hello, say hello to her, and show his hospitality. These were all good things. However, when Uncle Feng greeted him, Widow Liu deliberately pretended not to hear her. She even pulled her bamboo hat very low and wrapped the black cloth around her neck. For a moment, she felt isolated from the world.
When the sky gradually darkened, there were not many people on the mountain. Even if there were people, they were only some old and weak people with extremely poor families, and even some blind people with broken legs. For Uncle Feng and What happened between Widow Liu and her was totally ignored.
Uncle Feng had been hoeing weeds in his own land for a while. After completing the task, he saw that the sun was still hanging in the sky, but it was not yet time for the moon to hang sideways and the stars to appear. Uncle Feng, who had originally planned to leave, put down the hoe. , looking at the piece of black cloth around Widow Liu's neck, he shamelessly came to her side and helped Widow Liu to work.
Not far away, the pair of pheasants were still talking to each other about love, clucking from time to time, and the sound was very pleasant. Upon hearing this, Uncle Feng inadvertently smiled, and Widow Liu's originally shy face also changed. Came with a smile.
"I'm here to help you with your work." Uncle Feng said as he stood next to Widow Liu.
"This..." Widow Liu was a little uncomfortable with Uncle Feng's visit for a while. She didn't know how to deal with it at all. It wouldn't work if she drove her away. Otherwise, if she had any emergency in the future, , and no one personally lends a helping hand.
At this time, no one could be seen on the mountain at all. Some white clouds hanging in the sky made me feel sleepy for a while, blocking the sun from the earth for a day. It was time to rest and get off work. The moonlight is like frost, shining on the pale mountains. There is silver light everywhere in the grass and gray stones. It looks hazy, giving off a very poetic feeling. At this time, people's hearts , inadvertently, this produced a warm feeling.
Working for Widow Liu was a great feeling for Uncle Feng, and the crops, in this festive atmosphere, were growing gratifyingly, even if they were the ugly-looking, dead crops in the past, at this time , also became more energetic and energetic.
"Do it better." Widow Liu originally wanted to expel this person from her territory, but then she thought that this was very inappropriate, so why not take advantage of him, so she ordered him.
"Okay." When Uncle Feng heard Lunyin, he stepped up to work. Suddenly, the work was much better than in his own land.
Night gradually fell, not far away, at the border of Widow Liu's field and Uncle Feng's field, two pheasants were still reluctant to leave among the weeds, confiding their feelings to each other and telling the good things of the past. Maybe he was a little shy, but when he saw Uncle Feng looking at him from time to time, he quietly hid in the deserted bush, no longer sticking his head out, and seemed to have disappeared from the world.
After a while, there was almost no one left on the mountain. Only the wind could be heard whistling continuously. Dust could be seen flying from time to time in the grass and on the edge of the woods, making the mountain look even more mysterious and strange for a while. , and at the same time it is so poetic and picturesque that it makes people forget to leave. Seeing that there was no one around him, Uncle Feng had a bold idea. Why not hug Widow Liu while there was no one around?
As soon as this idea flashed into her mind, for some reason, Widow Liu left immediately, not daring to stay on the mountain anymore. She seemed to know what Uncle Feng was thinking, and in a moment, a few stars slipped off her face. tears. Widow Liu threw away the black cloth around her neck, revealing her beautiful face and fair neck flesh, which made Uncle Feng drool.
At this time, it would be nice if I could kiss Widow Liu's fragrance, even if I was told to die immediately and no longer be alive. But for some unknown reason, Widow Liu threw away her bamboo hat and took off the black cloth around her neck. Suddenly, like a gust of wind, she left immediately, no longer daring to stay on the mountain.
The night was quite dark, and except for some rocks and woods, Uncle Feng was the only one left on the mountain. I regret it very much at this time. If I had been braver and bolder at that time, I would not have had empty hands and gained nothing.
Uncle Feng looked at the barren bush. The two pheasants disappeared without knowing where. There was almost nothing to see in the empty weeds, only desolation and loneliness accompanied him. Uncle Feng was in such a bad mood. If he had known this, he would not have spoken to her. He just helped her with the hoeing. Why did he have tears on his face and cry quietly?
Uncle Feng couldn't figure it out. He sat quietly on the mountain and felt that his heart had inadvertently turned into a piece of icy wind, melting into the endless mountains as the night fell, and could no longer be found. The ambitions and ambitions of the past have vanished into ashes, and what has been replaced are just some boring sadness and annoying thoughts. If this continues, Uncle Feng doesn’t know what he will become. He may become like the clouds on this mountain. , in an instant, it dispersed with the wind, or even died.
Uncle Feng was on his way home. The sound of Widow Liu's wails could be heard from the valley below. It was so loud that it shook the sky. Hearing it, it really made people wonder what to do. For a moment, a wave of guilt surged in their hearts. Feeling of heaven. Under the influence of this feeling, Uncle Feng was not in good health at first, but now because of the stimulation of this negative emotion, he kept coughing and even vomited blood.
But to Uncle Feng, these are all worth it and are not a big deal. As long as he is patient, I think Widow Liu will not reject him. With such thoughts in mind, Uncle Feng gradually left the mountain and for a while, got into his own house.
The next day, Widow Liu got up early and went to the mountains again. At this time, I really hated that barren land, so I lit a fire and burned away all the weeds that harbored dirt and evil.
Not long after, Uncle Feng also appeared in the field, still doing his own work, but he no longer dared to help Widow Liu. He just stayed in his own field and kept busy.
Widow Liu was still wearing a bamboo hat and a black cloth around her neck. She looked quite mysterious, with a feeling that no one dared to invade easily. Uncle Feng could only take a look, and he could not take any action at this time, otherwise he would anger Widow Liu, which would be a big deal.
Uncle Feng felt that his life was bad. Otherwise, how could he still be single in the world at such an age? But there is no other way but to do this. Otherwise, what else can we do?
For a moment, Uncle Feng was disheartened and even had the idea of becoming a monk in a temple. But as soon as the idea came up, he heard Widow Liu laughing softly. After laughing, he pulled the black scarf lower again. Otherwise, how embarrassing it would be if Uncle Feng looked at his smile.
Uncle Feng felt very comfortable when he heard the woman's laughter. At this time, he wanted to talk to her, or even do things with her on the mountain. With such thoughts in mind, Uncle Feng quietly came over, but at this moment, for some reason, his stomach began to hurt.
I quickly gave up that idea, otherwise, I really don’t know what kind of terrible things will happen.
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