"What are you doing?"
"Here, now that you have a car, it's easier to carry these things."
Mo Yan put the quilt on his back hard, puzzled.
Qiao Nanhai sighed, turned around and took the heavy package:
"Yanyan, from now on, do you want to continue living in the village, or come to live here?"
Now that he had a car to travel around, Mo Yan was not in a hurry and simply talked about the old conversation with Qiao Nanhai.
"I have two plans..."
After Mo Yan finished speaking, Qiao Nanhai praised her for daring to think and act, but also heard the most crucial point:
"So, where to live depends on my mother's plans?"
"Um!"
Mo Yan nodded heavily. Jin Cuihao was her bottom line. The most important thing for her in the future was to let Jin Cuihao live a good life.
"good!"
Qiao Nanhai put the package on his back again:
"Then let's go home and ask our mother!"
It's no big deal if these things are tinkered with again.
By the time the two people returned home, it was already dark. They were far apart, and the whole village was dark. Only when they entered the village could they see scattered lights.
There is no way, Dabozi Village is located in a remote area, the spring breeze of reform and opening up has not yet blown here, and everyone is poor.
It is so poor that many people only eat one meal when they are not working to ensure that they do not die of hunger.
The weather is cold, and some people don't have enough cotton-padded clothes at home, so they put all their children on the kang and wrap them in a tattered quilt.
Everyone eats before dark, so that they don't have to light lamps and can save kerosene.
It is unimaginable to those who have not experienced it.
Fortunately it was dark, otherwise the jeep would have caused a sensation if it entered the village.
Mo Yan's legs were extremely weak. Although it was novel when she took the bus in the morning, she was about to face Xue Jinsong and Sister Wang's anxiety, as well as Qiao Nanhai sitting next to her, which distracted her attention.
Riding in a jeep at this moment made her so dizzy that she could hardly walk.
Qiao Nanhai helped her open the courtyard door and walk into the house.
The room was dark with lights and silent.
"Is our mother asleep too?"
Qiao Nanhai whispered, and immediately realized something was wrong. Why didn't he close the courtyard door when he went to bed?
Could it be that the door was left open for them?
He was about to knock on the door, but before he could reach out his hand, Mo Yan, who had already felt much better after being blown by the cold wind, pushed the door open.
She shouted with a trembling voice:
"mother--"
In the darkness, there was a rustling sound in the house, and then a golden voice sounded, but it was very weak:
"Why……"
"mother?"
Today is the eleventh day of the tenth month of the lunar calendar. The moon is very bright, allowing the two people who have adapted to the darkness in the room to see clearly the scene in front of them.
Mo Yan's foot stepped on something hard, and the sound of broken porcelain pieces was heard.
Qiao Nanhai walked towards Jin Cuihao, and Mo Yan quickly went to his room and found a flashlight.
Shaking and shivering, he found a match and lit a candle.
In the dim light, the room was in a mess, as if it had been beaten, smashed, and robbed by the Japanese.
Jin Cuihao was carried to the kang by Qiao Nanhai, half sitting leaning against the quilt, her face stained with blood.
"Mom, tell me, who is it?"
Mo Yan's eyes were red, and he looked like he was going to fight for his life.
Who the hell is that bastard who did this?
Mo Yan's teeth gritted loudly.
You promised to let your relatives live a good life and be happy. It has only been a few days. What has she done? !
Mo Yan was full of guilt towards the original owner, and her anger had nowhere to vent, making her face distorted and hideous in the flickering lights.
Qiao Nanhai patted her hand to comfort her and asked her to calm down.
After being fed half a bowl of warm water, Jin Cuihao finally moved her lips:
"It's your father..."
As soon as Mo Yan and Qiao Nanhai left this morning, Gao Lamei came. She was worried about Jin Cuihao, who had just walked away from the gate of hell yesterday.
Mo Niushan came back after a while, his body covered with grass clippings and smelling of alcohol.
Seeing that there was no rice in the pot, he cursed and called Jin Cui to go cook for him. His mouth was dirty and he cursed very unpleasantly.
What's the use of you? It's better to feed a dog; Why didn't you drown to death? If he drowned, he could still find another wife, just like Niuxinghua, fat and soft, and he could grab a lot of it. of……
The more he spoke, the more obscene he became.
Jin Cui was so angry that she cursed: "Shameless!"
Mo Niushan was about to take action again, but Gao Lamei stopped him and scolded him.
Mo Niushan was not only afraid of Mo Niujun, he was also afraid of his fourth sister-in-law. Seeing that Gao Lamei was here, he couldn't get anything out of it, and he got anxious. His fourth sister-in-law could really scratch him all over his face, and his fourth brother would have to beat him up. .
Mon Niushan muttered that good men don't fight with women, and staggered away, not knowing where he was going to hang out.
Gao Lamei also has a lot of troubles at home, and he can't let her stay with him all the time.
Jin Cuihao felt really sorry and felt that her body was much better, so she desperately urged Gao Lamei to go home.
Gao Lamei had no choice but to stay until noon, cooked a meal for Jin Cuihao and served her before leaving.
In the evening, Mon Niushan came back again, packed the family's money and valuables in a furoshiki, and smashed the house into pieces with a stick.
He also cursed: "I'm not going to let it go anyway, it's over once and for all!"
Unable to express his anger after smashing the household items, he beat up Jin Cuihao, who had been watching with cold eyes...
"Yanyan, I have decided to divorce!"
Jin Cuihao didn't cry this time and spoke calmly.
It turned out to be Moniushan!
Mo Yan was so angry that he clenched his fists, thinking of killing Mo Niushan.
Unfortunately, it is only 1980, and China did not include domestic violence into law until March 1, 2016.
Otherwise, Mo Yan really wanted to beat that old boy up and call the police, so that everyone could see his hateful face.
"Mom, Nanhai and I went to get the marriage certificate today."
Mo Yan's words made Jin Cui's eyes light up, and she said "Okay" repeatedly.
"We had planned to come back today to ask for your opinion."
Mo Yan told Jin Cuihao his plan, and Jin Cuihao didn't hesitate at all this time.
She began to struggle to get up and go to clean up:
"Let's get out of here, as far away as possible!"
Mo Yan held her down:
"Just lie down and I'll take care of you!"
"Take good care of your mother!"
After giving instructions to Qiao Nanhai, Mo Yan went to work.
Fortunately, I drove back today so I could bring a lot more stuff.
I was still feeling a little annoyed. If I had known this, I would have brought my luggage back without any trouble.
Mo Yan packed up everything that could be used at home.
She thought with some evil intentions: Aren't you unable to explain it? So be it!
She was extremely looking forward to what it would be like to see an empty home when Mon Niushan came back.
Qiao Nanhai was a little surprised when he saw the things piled up in the yard, but he quickly understood what Mo Yan was thinking.
The man said nothing and began to think about how to load all these things into the car and take them away.
Because Mo Yan told him with some embarrassment that he needed all these things to make a living.
