Zhao Lanxiang should have been awake all night, but it was useless to think of worry. There was still a tough battle to deal with during the day, so he fell asleep.
Thinking of Pan Yu's experience before going to bed, she silently removed the large lock of her suitcase and added a protection to the door lock.
After dawn, she quickly went to the Pan family.
He Songbai squatted under the big tree some distance away from the Pan family, and was tortured by mosquitoes overnight.
She glanced down, and the huge red envelope was scattered with his bare skin.
Zhao Lanxiang joked: "Even mosquitoes know that your blood is more nutritious."
"Go back and rest, leave it to me."
She knocked on the door of the Pan family.
The family of the Pan family had already finished breakfast, and even Pan Yuhua had already carried a hoe to work, and it was Pan Dasao who opened the door to Zhao Lanxiang.
Zhao Lanxiang smiled gently, "Pansao is early."
"I came to find the second sister. I heard that she is also a candidate for workers, peasants and soldiers.
Although Pansao had long complained about her sister-in-law, she closed her door and was still a family. Zhao Zhiqing, who is very cultured in Hezitun, came to the Pans to find her second sister for experience. She was still somewhat proud.
She let Zhao Lanxiang in.
Zhao Lanxiang went to Pan Yu's house. The small room was tightly closed, and the windows were not opened. It was so suffocating that there was no trace of sunlight.
Sister Pan said cursingly, "These two sisters don't know that guilty gangster, they all read silly books, and they made themselves ridiculous. No one was ghosts or ghosts. When my parents-in-law told her to kiss her, she became This dead virtue is done."
Zhao Lanxiang asked Pansao to do her work and walked into Pan Yu's room. A rotten smell came from the deep and narrow room.
She dug Pan Yu out of the bed and said, "He Songbai has something to tell you. He is inconvenient to come to you. Come to He's with me."
Seeing one day, the woman's pale complexion almost faded away. She was like a puppet carrying a thread, and she was numb, and her numbness became lifeless, as if the fire of life was about to be wiped out in the world.
The same woman, Zhao Lanxiang couldn't help but sigh, she washed Pan Yu's face and helped her comb her hair.
She lifted Pan Yu from the bed hard and murmured, "This is not your fault."
"You are still a clean and happy girl."
Zhao Lanxiang is actually quite weak, but she has become stronger through a year of rural labor. The nutritious soup and water that has not been interrupted every day make her body full and energetic. She gritted her teeth and put malnutrition on Pan Yu. Back to back.
She shouted, "Sister Pan, I'll take my second sister as a guest."
Zhao Lanxiang walked out of the Pan family with a shallow foot, and He Songbai, who was guarding outside, quickly carried Pan Yu back to his back. He seemed to be chased by a hungry wolf behind him, three steps and two steps. , And ran back to He's house.It is really the unreasonableness of the Pan family that frightened He Songbai. He Songbai has always wished to leave the family alone.
He put the person in the subject's room.
Zhao Lanxiang said to Pan Yu: "Your brother Xinbo has seen it, and he is very worried about your state."
"We all hope you live well, cherish life, and don't have the idea of suicide."
He Songbai nodded. He followed the subject and said carefully: "You are a good girl, I never blame you."
"Just hope you are alive."
Pan Yu, who had already sunk into his own world, changed his emotions when he heard the words.Her eyes rolled mechanically in her eyes, and tears rushed down suddenly, only to keep flowing, her thin shoulders trembling.
Zhao Lanxiang wiped her tears and said: "During this time, you will live with us. With Brother Bo here, don't be afraid."
He Songbai raised his head in surprise when he heard the subject's words, and then stared down at him with cold eyes.
Zhao Lanxiang was the one who saw this lively life turned into a decaying corpse. When an older man studied psychology earlier, she had listened to it for a while.The girl suffered this kind of stressful psychological trauma and it is difficult to recover.The strong sense of fear made Pan Yu numb and dull and lost his reaction.She also wanted some useful news from Pan Yu's mouth.
I still hope she can live well.
Zhao Lanxiang pulled He Songbai apart and poured a pot of water into the room to bathe Pan Yu.
Pan Yu had a rancid smell on his body. When Zhao Lanxiang opened Pan Yu's clothes, he couldn't bear to look away.In terms of physical strength, women are really born weak, and Pan Yu is also very pitiful.
After taking a shower, Pan Yu's eyes recovered a little.
She shouted, "Thank you, thank you."
She lay in Zhao Lanxiang's clean bed, her body refreshed, and she finally couldn't help crying and crying, almost squeezing out all the water on her body.
Zhao Lanxiang touched Pan Yu's head and comforted her for a long time.
She waited for Pan Yu to stop crying before saying, "Be strong, there is nothing to pass."
She said: "My father and mother will not believe my words, others will not believe it, just say... self-inflicted. I tell you everything I know." She paused and choked:
"I can't stay in this place. It is my nightmare forever. I will go back to school and strive to stay as a teacher. If I become a teacher, I will teach them to be kind people like you."
Zhao Lanxiang wanted to mention something else, and suddenly she didn't want to say anything.In this era, she cannot ask Pan Yu to bravely stand up to the police and confess to the sinner.In this way, Pan Yu would only lose his reputation, and was ridiculed by the backbone of his life.
She only urged: "You can go out, leave, and be careful outside."
"By the way, Tang Qing in the brigade is not doing farm work. He is now a civilian in the county. If you stay in the county, you can contact him. He is an enthusiastic and good-tempered comrade."
Pan Yu took Zhao Lanxiang's letter of introduction and left Hezitun.
...
Zhao Lanxiang wrote all these descriptions of Pan Yu on the paper. They were all messy and scattered, like graffiti.
She couldn't help but miss the little tiger who had grown up in her previous life. If he changed these clues, he could even come up with something called criminal psychology portraits based on these characteristics.After a few rounds of sieve, the sinner can be found.
It's a pity that Xiao Huzi is still a little baby girl licking her thumb.
Zhao Lanxiang pondered for a long time, did not figure out anything, and packed up Pan Yu's records and locked it in his own box.She couldn't help but speculate, was it that Brother Bo had been framed and killed Pan Yu in his previous life, so he crouched into a big prison?
If such an explanation is true, then she can really feel relieved next.But this is only her speculation.
After finishing the autumn harvest, Zhao Lanxiang began to urge He Songbai to study and study every day.
In August, He Songbai's pig farm produced another new pig, which made him earn a fortune.
After sharing the bonus with Li Zhong and Tie Zhu'er, he could still get more than 2,000 yuan.He used a broken bag to hold the money, pretended to be a pile of fertilizers, and back to Hezitun.
When he poured out the scattered and broken banknotes, the lady Li who was sitting in bed drinking soup almost didn't choke.
She opened her eyes wide and stared at the money intently.
He Songbai folded them one by one and wiped away the fertilizer on the banknotes, but only felt hot and heavy.
He said: "I want to use the money to treat the ears of the elder sister. When the brother-in-law was sick, the doctor showed her. At that time, the older sister treated the ears as early as possible. Now."
"Now that we have money, we can show her."
The author has something to say: *
small theater:
Ping Shengjun: Do you pour money in front of Granny, do you want to scare Granny?
Brother Bo: No, is there a lot of money?
Not much.
Granny knows so much that this money can't scare her.
Poor life-saver: "..."
Some digressions:
Minor changes have been made to chapter 106, which adds Bo Ge's narrative about the cornfield events of the previous year.
The recent comments are not very friendly, in fact, life is an encouraging writer,
You are not happy, and I don't want to write more.
I did write slowly, but progress is not as slow as you think.
See you guys here, please stop pushing the schedule.
The theme of this story is not how to get rich with traditional farming
Nor is it how a male lead who becomes a big brother spoils a female lead, because when he does not become a big boss, he spoils the female lead.
I think this is enough.
"Bai Fumei" tells the story of love in a difficult situation. After the reform and opening up, and after marriage, it is basically over.
There is no more story about making a fortune, and the above.
Look, or not, I'm here.
You go, or don't go, I am still here.
Fate is accompanying you all the way, and here is goodbye.
Good night everyone~