Wang Jiamu looked at Ms. Gong. Her face was covered with age spots and wrinkles, but she was energetic and her eyes were kind. This reminded him of his deceased mother and he was in awe of her. And asked where Huiyun had gone. Mrs. Gong said that she had left with a man with yellow hair all over her body. She didn't know exactly where she went.
Wang Jiamu felt very uncomfortable, and he was a yellow-haired person. He intervened and ruined their relationship as husband and wife for many years. At this moment, he tried his best to calm himself and continued to ask about Huang Huiyun's situation, Gong Ma, do you know when she will return?
I heard she said she would be back in two days! Gong answered truthfully. He also asked Wang Jiamu if he had a midnight snack. Wang Jiamu said he had, so Gong went to the side room and turned off the lights and went to bed.
Wang Jiamu walked around in several empty rooms, regretting that he should not have rented a boat to ferry home in the dark. Now he was at a huge loss because his wife was not at home and was entangled with that yellow-haired man again.
The next day, Wang Jiamu asked people about the yellow-haired man coming from Majiazhuang, 14 kilometers away. He hurried there on foot and asked three or four places along the way before he came to a building with cornices surrounded by green mountains in the back and clear water in front. Majiazhuang is a place with old-fashioned tile-roofed houses scattered in different heights.
Squatting on the dock of Dangjiatang in front of the village is an old woman pounding clothes with a yellow mallet. As soon as Wang Jiamu stepped onto the pond bank, he heard the barking of dogs, as if he was not welcome as a stranger.
He looked up and saw a yellow dog barking at him, its tail raised, as if a whip was about to hit him. Wang Jiamu was a little scared and wanted to find a wooden stick to hold in his hand in case the guy came to attack him, but he couldn't find the wooden stick. He asked the old woman who was pounding clothes on the pier, old mother, if the yellow dog barking at me would bite?
Don't worry about it, it won't bite, it just screams to scare people. The old woman stopped the yellow mallet in her hand and looked at him.
Old mother, let me ask you one more thing. Is there a young man with yellow hair in your villa? Wang Jiamu asked while standing on the bank of the pond.
The old woman was stunned for a moment and couldn't explain clearly.
Wang Jiamu thought to himself: Did I get it wrong? Isn't there that person in this villa? He then asked the old woman if there were any people with yellow hair in the nearby villages. The old woman still couldn't explain clearly, and looked at the stranger in front of her with doubtful eyes. After that, she put away the yellow mallet, swung her clothes in the clear water of the pond for a few times, wrung them out, put them in a bamboo basket, and hurried ashore.
Wang Jiamu was about to leave Majiazhuang and go to a village above to ask. An old man carrying a plow and driving cattle came towards him. He asked again, uncle, is there anyone here with yellow hair on his body?
Yes! That person is from our Majiazhuang. What a strange person! The mother who just ran away in the pond was his mother.
Oops, I asked her and she couldn’t tell.
The old man smiled strangely and was about to leave after driving the cow. Wang Jiamu stepped aside and asked the old man, "Uncle, can you tell me which house the yellow-haired man is in? I have something to do with him."
What business do you have with Huang Maoya? Can you tell me? The old man pulled the rope that controlled the movement of the cattle in his hand, put down the wooden plow on his shoulder and stood there asking.
I asked him to do a business deal. Wang Jiamu felt it was inappropriate to tell the truth, so he lied. Unexpectedly, the old man gave another easy question. Since you are looking for Huang Maoya to do business, you must be familiar with him! It’s understandable that you don’t know which house his family lives in. So let me ask you, what is Huang Maoya’s name?
Wang Jiamu really couldn't answer. He hesitated for a while and only uttered two words: his surname was Ma.
I know his surname is Ma, and my surname is Ma too. We are from Majiazhuang, so do you still need to say the surname Ma? The old man put on the wooden plow and drove the cattle before leaving.
right! Why can't I remember? Wang Jiamu, who was touching his head, continued to pretend that he didn't know Huang Maoya's name in the first place.
At this time, the yellow dog in Majiazhuang kept barking, as if it had given up its intention of attacking the stranger.
Ma Huangmao thought: Since Huang Maoyou is in this villa, he will definitely be found. As long as he asks more, there will always be someone who can show him the way. But he changed his mind and thought: Only when you give up can you gain.
He immediately took out a handful of money from his body, walked over and stuffed it into the hand of a bald boy playing alone in the front yard and said, "Kid, I'll give you a handful of money and ask you something." The bald boy slowly squeezed the dagger in his hand and looked at the stranger in front of him doubtfully.
Do you know which house Huang Maoya’s home is? Wang Jiamu patted the bald boy's bald head.
I know, I'll take you there. Are you talking about Uncle Huangmao's home? The bald boy nodded to the stranger in front of him and said that he saw Uncle Huang Mao bringing an aunt with him.
Wang Jiamu cursed in his heart, as expected, that stinky woman Huiyun came to Majiazhuang with the yellow-haired man.
He was led by the bald boy through several houses with upper halls, lower halls and patios and roofs covered with blue tiles. He pointed to a large house with a single courtyard in front and said that it was Uncle Huang Mao's home.
Wang Jiamu walked to the open door and shouted in, Ma Huangmao...
I saw the old woman who had started pounding clothes on the pond wharf come out, looked at Wang Jiamu in surprise and said, I told you, there is no such person in Majiazhuang. Then he looked at the bald boy standing behind Wang Jiamu and said, "Did you bring him here?"
The bald boy blinked and said nothing. He didn't understand why Uncle Huangmao's mother told lies in front of strangers. Looking at her glaring eyes, the bald boy lowered his head as if he had done something wrong.
Wang Jiamu patted the bald boy's bald head again and said, "Kid, it's none of your business anymore." The bald boy stuffed the pennies he was holding into his clothes, turned around and ran away.
Old mother, I already know that Ma Huangmao is your son, why can't you tell clearly? Wang Jiamu looked at the old woman and said. The old woman ignored him with an old face, but walked into the house and closed the door. Wang Jiamu still stood outside the door and called his mother...
The old woman was, of course, Ma Huangmao's mother, Mrs. Zhao. Half an hour ago, she was pounding clothes on the pond dock. She became nervous and sensitive when she saw this strange man with a thin face and asked about her son.
Because Ma Huangmao brought a woman named Huang Huiyun to his house a few days ago. It is said that she is a married woman. Originally, Mrs. Zhao was not very happy. She even privately scolded her son for not finding any kind of woman. Why are you looking for a woman with a family?
The son patted the one-inch-long yellow hair on his cheeks and said, Mom, you don’t know that I look like a beast and monster. What yellow girl can like me? He was just afraid that he would run away as soon as he saw me. Now I have a woman who doesn't mind my weird looks and is willing to follow me. I'm so thankful.
Mrs. Zhao said worriedly, if you break up her family, her man won't argue with you? The son turned his head to avoid his mother's gaze and whispered, "Mom, you don't know. Strictly speaking, it's not me who wants to break up Huang Huiyun's family, it's her who wants to break up her family. She doesn't like her man, and says her man is a You are a coward who cannot have children even after several years of marriage. She said she liked me. Mom, if you don’t object, maybe I’ll be able to give birth to a great grandchild from you soon!
After hearing this, Mrs. Zhao always felt that her son's behavior was not honest enough. Even if Huang Huiyun likes you, she is a married woman, so you can just reject her. But she is also worried that if she rejects her, her son may not be able to find her. To women. Mrs. Zhao was very entangled. Instead of convincing her son, she was persuaded by her son and acquiesced in her son's approach.
Therefore, Mrs. Zhao became more cautious and conservative in order to fulfill her son's marriage. She hurriedly returned home and put the wrung-out clothes in a bamboo basket to dry in the yard behind the house. Then she came to the wing to tell Ma Huangmao and Huang Huiyun said that a strange man came to the village looking for Ma Huangmao and gave his general description.
Huang Huiyun, who was sitting opposite Ma Huangmao affectionately, cracking melon seeds and gossiping, suddenly fell silent and looked nervous.
Ma Huangmao said knowingly that the strange man must be Wang Jiamu. Huang Huiyun nodded. Mrs. Zhao said it didn't matter, I coaxed the man away, and said that we didn't have any weirdo with yellow hair in Majiazhuang. Ma Huangmao said that he might come again. If he asked others, they might not coax him.
Huang Huiyun said anxiously, what should we do? Ma Huangmao rolled his eyes a few times and had an idea.
