Author: Wuming.

Moonlight

The winter of this year was earlier than usual. It was just winter. It was snowing heavily. The snow stopped and it was more than one foot thick. It was a snow nest when it stepped on it.

In winter, the sun sets early, and the sky is already dark before six o'clock.

Zhao Wenduo cut off firewood on the mountain for a long time, and then went down to the east mountain to turn into the village. A dozen meters away from home could hear a loud noise. Seven or eight villagers stood outside the wall that was more than half a person high, and the road leading to the yard was blocked tightly by people watching the fun.

"Give me, let me-" Zhao Wenduo opened his face gloomy and stood there in a bad mood, blocking the crowd.

These people were watching the excitement, but suddenly they were pushed away and were about to scold someone who had no eyes. Didn’t they see the person standing there? They squeezed in something. When they turned around, they saw the eleven or two-year-old girl with a long face and a knife flew in her cold eyes.

"Oh, it's the third girl who's back, she's all shining—"

Zhao Wenduo dragged Chaihe and swept out a passage. In the middle of the yard, her mother was thrusting her big belly and slapped her waist. She cursed at the tall and thin woman standing opposite her: "Your mouth is a feces tank, and the things you sprayed out are smelly and smelly. If you weren't for your blindness everywhere, how could that kind of thing come out?"

The tall and thin woman turned her head as if she was guilty. Zhao Wenduo recognized her at once. This is Ding Meifeng, the wife of the village accountant Wang Chunmao. This woman has a nickname called Da Laba. She is usually a long-tongued woman who loves the Zhang family and the Li family.

"Li Cuizhen, you-don't blame the good guys." Ding Meifeng said in a defensive manner: "I didn't say anything. Why did your second girl faint at the entrance of the village when she came back? Many people saw it at that time. The mouth was on others. Who can control what they want to say? What do you have to rely on me?"

"You don't want to admit it yet, then you were fooling around outside the gate before. Don't tell me that you are a dog's butt, and you can even stuff the fart you release back." If Li Cuizhen hadn't heard those ugly words in the yard, she wouldn't have run out and pulled the loudspeaker in.

Ding Meifeng's eyes saw her tail being grabbed, her face turned red and white. She was speechless and she made a quibble again. She simply didn't deny it. She wanted to make everyone ugly and let it go. She just sneered and laughed: "What I said was kind. What happened in this winter is enough to say. You, a mother, are afraid of being known to others in order to cover up your shame, so she didn't take the girl to the hospital to see her, and even asked her to go to work hard. I couldn't bear it when I saw it. I just said these two words and asked you to hear it. This led me to the yard and scolded me for so long."

Li Cuizhen was so angry that she spitted on her slap and said, "Don't put the shit basin on my girl. What's going on in this and that matter? Tell you Ding Meifeng, there's nothing wrong. If you spread rumors again, I'll spit your broken mouth."

"I'm spreading rumors? Hum--, come on, Li Cuizhen. Yesterday, someone saw your second girl asking someone to knock her down and she was bleeding. Don't hide it anymore. At this moment, everyone knows that your second girl asked Wu Saner to be on the street to be strong. What else are you pretending?"

"You—my girl didn't—"

This kind of thing is not easy to express, and in front of so many people, Li Cuizhen was angry and couldn't find any words to deal with it. She asked her how to explain it, saying that the blood was not done, but the girl's menstruation was revealed? How could she tell her the private affairs of her daughter's house to outsiders? Most of the people surrounded by these people in the yard were men, and she couldn't open her mouth! Besides, how many people could believe it after she said it?

Li Cuizhen was speechless, and some people spontaneously thought that Ding Meifeng told the truth. The second girl from the Zhao family really told someone to ruin her innocence yesterday, otherwise why wouldn't she come out to prove it?

But I didn't think about it. This innocence is really impossible to prove. Besides, a girl's family is said to me by others, so she doesn't have the face to stand in front of so many people. It would be good not to hide in the corner and cry.

In fact, Zhao Wenlan, the second girl of the Zhao family, was indeed hiding in the house at this moment, crying because she was out of breath. The eldest girl Zhao Wenying and the youngest fourth girl Zhao Wennan stood beside her and didn't know how to persuade her, but she was worried and looked at the movements outside from time to time.

As for the only man in this family, Zhao Mingyu, he couldn't count on it. In front of so many villagers, he didn't even dare to say too loudly. He squatted at the door of the room with his hands, feeling embarrassed and turned his head over, sighing in a silence.

When things have come to this point, it is obvious that nothing can be done. There is a lack of words and powerless refutation. There is no better way to do it except to look at various eyes. It is difficult to prove what has not happened, which is really aggrieved and depressed.

A small chirping began to sound around the yard, and two people were bowing their heads and talking about the true nature of this matter. Some were sympathetic to Wanxi, some were ridiculed and joked, and all were said for a while.

Ding Meifeng was scolded before and lost face in front of everyone. Now she found the place back. She raised her chin and looked around with a smile, without any concealment of her pride.

Li Cuizhen was so angry that she was almost fainting. She was holding her back and gasping for breath. She thought about who could stand up and say justice to her second girl at this moment. She turned around and didn't think of a suitable person.

Seeing that the villagers were talking about it and the Zhao family had no appropriate explanation, and the matter was about to be determined, I heard a cold and crisp voice: "Mom, have you cooked? I'm hungry!"

Zhao Wenduo made a sound, and the people who were focusing on Ding Meifeng and Li Cuizhen came to their senses. They saw the little girl standing there with her face blankly, her cold and indifferent look as if the people around her had turned into air and had completely disappeared into her eyes.

Li Cuizhen's heart was messy and her head became muddy. The cold "mother" called her, and she felt like she was eating a small bean popsicle in her mouth during the summer months, and she immediately woke up.

"...Miss Three, you are back!" Li Cuizhen didn't think about anything else for a while. Zhao Wenduo was usually very persistent in food and food. In addition, the firewood that had been chopped off on the mountain for a day today must be hungry now. He said intuition without thinking: "Let your elder sister cook!" As soon as he finished speaking, he looked like he had a long look at it. When he knew that food, he hadn't seen such a big thing happening, so how could he have the heart to eat?

Li Cuizhen was about to yell, but then she thought something was wrong. The yard was full of people, and all the words just now could be heard. The three girls obviously had been back for a long time, but she had no attention to the argument with Ding Meifeng. Both sides had become like this. As a girl from the Zhao family, she was anxious to get angry. At least she should ask what was going on. What was the meaning of such a sentence that was completely inconsistent?

Zhao Wenduo didn't give her the chance to ask questions suspiciously. She just took out the rabbit from the firewood bundle behind her, and raised her hand to Yang Yang: "Mom, I went up the mountain to chop firewood and beat a rabbit, and I'll stew it tonight."

"Ah?...Oh, OK!" Li Cuizhen, who was still in a state of swearing the previous second, was obviously not in a state. She was still incompetent in her daughter's topic of being out of the battle. Just from this single word, it can be imagined that her brain is still in a short circuit.

The last moment, the gunpowder smelled pungent and it was so bitter that it was a life-and-death struggle. Suddenly, the people present did not react and looked at Zhao Wenduo and the rabbit in their hands for no reason.

None of the families have no surplus food these days, and their half-hungry stomachs cannot get a piece of meat for many days. At first glance, when the nose tip of the carnivore automatically smells the aroma of meat, and the salivary glands secrete unnaturally.

Zhao Wenduo didn't need to look closely and knew that everyone's attention had been attracted by her. The slight sound of swallowing saliva in the crowd was the best proof.

Li Cuizhen's answer was just a lead, and when cooking dinner, it was necessary to have the ingredients for cooking. Zhao Wenduo used this reason to pull out the sickle behind him, holding two rabbit ears in his left hand, and slashed it with one knife in his right hand, and the rabbit immediately had a different head.

(End of this chapter)
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