Ding Hao was feeling surprised when a timid cry suddenly came from behind him: "Brother Hao..."
Ding Hao was startled, but when he looked back, he saw Luo Dong'er standing behind him. It was rare for Ding Hao to see her take the initiative to strike up a conversation with him, so he couldn't help but said with joy: "Why are you acting like a kitten, not making any movement when you walk? He ran behind me."
Luo Dong'er said shyly: "Just now... I saw you and Zhen Bao talking. It was inconvenient for me to come over, so I had to hide aside."
"Oh, what's the matter?"
"It's nothing big, it's just..." Luo Dong'er raised his head and glanced towards the stove pit. When Ding Hao turned around, he saw only a row of stove pits, and several village women were busy there. He immediately misunderstood and quickly felt happy. Authentic: "Do you have anything to say to me? Isn't it convenient for others to see you? Come on, let's find a quiet place."
Luo Dong'er was a little embarrassed and spat softly: "You... what are you talking nonsense about? Who wants to go to a quiet place with you? The slave family... the slave family just wants to ask you to do a small favor."
Ding Hao smiled dryly and said: "Oh, this... what kind of business you are doing, you tell me."
Luo Dong'er said: "The slave family was cooking just now. When I went to move dry firewood nearby, I suddenly saw a human foot and skeleton in the dug mound."
She patted her chest lightly and said, "I'm really scared to death. My heart is still pounding now. Seeing...it's getting dark. I'm really scared. I want Brother Hao to lift that foot." Get it away."
Ding Hao smiled and said: "There are hundreds of men here, full of yang energy. Even wild ghosts are scared away. What's so scary about a foot bone? I'll go and see."
Luo Dong'er led Ding Hao not far from the stove pit, and pointed forward with a little fear. Ding Hao looked up and saw half a leg bone on the pile of new soil dug up. From that look, it was buried in the soil. It was supposed to be a skeleton. When the villagers were digging in the soil, they would not be polite when they saw such an ownerless corpse. The feet of the leg bones are on top of the mound.
The bones are dark white, and due to age, there are pits on the bones. Half of the leg bones are filled with mud, and they are just stuck there. It is said that Miss Dong was frightened when she looked at them. Although Ding Hao looked nonchalant. He looked like that, but actually he didn’t feel very happy after looking at the bones of his feet.
"Do you have a spade?" Ding Hao looked around. He didn't want to pick up the foot with his hands.
"Oh, I have a fire shovel here, just wait." Luo Dong'er turned around and ran away, then came back with a fire shovel.
Ding Hao took the shovel, approached the mound, and asked casually: "After I left yesterday, your mother-in-law didn't give you any more trouble, right?"
"No..." Luo Dong'er raised her fingers, raked the hair on her temples, and said uncomfortably: "You were so fierce yesterday, the whole family was frightened. I think my mother-in-law was like that too. After you left, she was stunned. I stood there for a long time and then went back to the house without even beating or scolding me."
"Well..." Ding Hao was digging a small hole in the mound, turned to look at her, and suddenly said: "Actually, you already knew about Dong Li and Liu Shiyi, right?"
"Ah?" Luo Dong'er was startled and said hurriedly: "I don't know, people... people don't know... how..."
Under Ding Hao's gaze, Luo Dong'er's voice became smaller and smaller, and she slowly lowered her head.
"Haha, does this mean that the son does not complain about his father's fault? Alas, the Dong family has you as a daughter-in-law, and I don't know how many lifetimes they have been burning incense. You are worthy of Mrs. Dong Li, but Mrs. Dong Li is sorry for you. Miss Dong, you
Do you plan to suffer in the Dong family for the rest of your life?"
Luo Dong'er said in a low voice: "This is my life..."
"Fate? I also believe in fate, but I don't accept it. The ancients said, 'one fate, two luck, three feng shui, four accumulation of yin virtue and five reading'. It can be seen that there are too many variables that affect fate. In my opinion, I was born a man
, That’s fate! I was born into a poor family, that’s fate. But if you accept everything and suffer the embarrassment all your life, and attribute that to fate, then you are wronging God. What God gives you is only one life.
It's just a background, how you want to go is your own business."
Luo Dong'er flashed her big eyes, pursed her lips and said nothing. Ding Hao dug the hole, picked the bones in, raised the shovel and said: "In one life, the grass and trees will fall, and after a hundred years, they will all decay with the grass and trees.
Instead of hoping for the next life, it is better to live well now. I don’t want to wrong myself. As long as it doesn’t violate my conscience, what can’t I do?”
After saying that, he smashed it down with a shovel, and the half of the withered bones immediately shattered and mixed with the soil. A faint soot flew up and turned into dust in an instant.
Ding Hao moved some soil to cover the ashes, inserted the shovel into the soil, clapped his hands and walked over, smiling lightly: "Look, this is a person, no matter he was a man or a woman, poor or rich,
Now they have completely turned into dust. Don’t you think that a person should cherish the present?"
Luo Dong'er was stared at by his burning eyes and took a step back awkwardly.
"I have something...I've always wanted to ask you...?"
"What?" Luo Dong'er raised his face, his eyes as clear as water.
"There was a man who didn't have much money. He really liked a woman, but he could only buy the cheapest hairpin as a gift for her. He didn't have much power. When he saw the young master teasing the woman, and saw the evil mother-in-law bullying the woman, he...
He can only help her out in a roundabout way. He also has an old lady who is kind-hearted but frail. If anyone marries this man, he will have to serve her. But I want to ask you..."
"Wha...what?" Luo Dong'er stammered, her face as red as a ripe apple.
Ding Hao stared into her eyes and said softly: "Without silk and satin clothes to wear, a beautifully decorated house to live in, and delicacies to eat, you may have to endure some hardships. With such conditions, are you willing...
Do you call his wife mother-in-law?"
"Ah?" Luo Dong'er suddenly came back to his senses and jumped like a rabbit that had been hit by an arrow. She didn't even dare to take the fire shovel, so she turned around and ran away: "My family... I'm going to cook..."
"Luo Dong'er!"
Ding Hao called out, the sound was not loud, and only Luo Dong'er could hear it nearby. However, this was the first time that Ding Hao called her by her maiden name when she was not married. When Luo Dong'er heard it, it was no less than hearing a thunder, and she was suddenly overwhelmed.
Standing there, at this moment, a strange and strange feeling arose in her heart.
She obviously didn't dare to look back and didn't want to look back, but in the end she slowly turned around as if possessed by a demon. Ding Hao looked at her with a smile and said softly: "Just cook, why are you running so fast? What if you fall?"
, I will feel bad."
"Ah?" Luo Dong'er seemed to be having trouble with her brain and stared at him in a daze.
Ding Hao continued to smile: "When you have time to cook, you can think about what I said."
"The slave family..."
"While eating, you can also think about what I say."
Luo Dong'er was a little anxious: "No, I..."
"Also, when you sleep at night, you can... think about my words over and over again."
"Don't think about it, I don't want it!" Luo Dong'er became angry with embarrassment.
Ding Hao asked: "What don't you want?"
Luo Donger blurted out: "Don't marry you!"
In desperation, she pierced the already transparent window paper herself. As soon as the words came out of her mouth, she felt regretful. Her eyebrows were so ashamed that they were on fire, and two peach blossoms slowly rose on her cheeks.
Ding Hao smiled: "Actually, I planned to ask you a hundred times, and I only planned to ask you if you want to marry me the second time. How could you rush to answer? Okay, let's reverse the order and treat it as my first
I asked you the second time. Okay, now I ask you the second time, are you willing to be my wife?"
"I don't……"
"Don't answer in a hurry!" Ding Hao rushed to say, "Isn't it too insincere for you to answer such a serious matter without even thinking about it? My face is too tender. If you think about it before you say it, my face will look better.
Let’s do this, think about it while you’re cooking, think about it while you’re eating, think about it again when you go to bed at night, and answer after you think about it, I’m not in a hurry…”
Ding Hao turned around with a smile and walked up the hillside calmly.
"Beautiful but not charming, cool but not cold, virtuous in housekeeping, and not afraid of wind and rain, these are the advantages of Xiaojiabiyu. However, she is too shy and shy. To win the heart of this little lady, she must take the initiative to attack, but she cannot
It's not easy to scare her away with a sudden burst of fire."
Ding Hao sighed and thought: "Take your time and let her develop a habit. Once she gets used to it, it will become natural; when it becomes natural, it will become natural; and when it becomes natural, it will become a matter of course. I wonder if she will be able to count tonight.
Where are the stars? You have to get up to cook tomorrow morning. It’s really distressing..."
Luo Dong'er looked at his back and didn't know whether to cry or laugh. She stood stupidly for a long time and then ran away as if she had just come back to life.
From a distance, Ding Hao stood on the slope and glanced at Luo Dong'er from the corner of his eye, squatting beside the stove pit in a hurry, with a proud smile escaping from the corner of his mouth. His eyes were like a bird hovering in the air looking for food.
In his eyes, Luo Dong'er, who was squatting beside the stove with a red face and a moon-white shirt, was just like the little rabbit desperately looking for a hiding place in the grass, a snow-white, cute little rabbit.
rabbit……
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