Chapter 74： Don’t want to be popular on the 74th day (I’m here to laugh at you (two in one)...)

"I do not want."

Yang Zhaodi didn't even know who Tian Zhuang was in the village next door. Not long after she had just grown up, she would also dream about marriage.

In her imagination, it was a gentle, white, and educated man. She didn't go to school well, so she wanted the other half to be a learned man.

As soon as Yang Zhaodi expressed his opposition, the Yang family's parents changed their expressions in an instant.

How kind the smile was just now, how cold it is now.

The father scolded him and took the wooden stick from the side and beat him towards Yang Zhaodi, "Whoever you don't marry will be married, the male will be married, and the female will be married. This is the truth from ancient times to the present!"

Mother slapped her legs and screamed, "I raised you so big, you just wanted to anger me, didn't you?"

"Your brother has to build a house."

Don't forget to tell her husband, "Pay attention to proportion..." But it's not that she loves her daughter, but.

"Don't slap your face, it's easy to make trouble over there."

Father Yang, "There are counts."

Yang Zhaodi was beaten, but she did not compromise on this. She gritted her teeth and told her parents, "Parents, I beg you, I will make more money. Isn’t it eight thousand? You return the money and I will go out and work. , I work part-time to make more money!"

The village is very closed, but there are also people who go to school or work. Yang Zhaodi heard from them that it is much better to earn money than in the mountains.

She can earn it by herself.

Father Yang, "How easy is it... The money has been spent."

The camera focused on Yang Zhaodi's eyes. She was always alive, her black and white eyes with bright light dimmed.

The gift money has been spent and cannot be refunded, Yang Zhaodi has no choice.

Mother Yang whispered to the side, "Don't resist so much. We are also doing well for you. How can biological parents want their children to have a bad life?"

"Tian Zhuang, we have inquired about it. He is an honest person."

Yang Zhaodi couldn't hear it really.

...

He is an honest person, an honest person who has to bend down when he sees outsiders and dare not look into others' eyes.

The appearance is ordinary, the height is ordinary, and there is no advantage, so honestly it is taken as the advantage of showing off.

Tian Zhuang went to a neighboring village to go to the fair, and fell in love with the young and young Yang Zhaodi, pestering his mother, and going to Yang's family to propose marriage.

Yang Zhaodi is still married. She has nowhere to run or go. She didn't choose the marriage.

She was pushed from one fire pit to another larger fire pit.

"You are my family spent eight thousand yuan"

This is how the mother-in-law Tianmu told Yang Zhaodi on the day of the wedding.

She is not like a person, more like eight thousand yuan.

Tian Mu, "You must take good care of our Tian family."

At night, Yang Zhaodi tried to endure the discomfort, physical discomfort, and psychological discomfort. She told herself to bear with it. Whose life is not like this?

Everyone around him is the same. The husband is not chosen by himself. When he reaches his age, he is the "water thrown out by the married daughter."

Yang Zhaodi felt that it was already like this, and it couldn't be worse.

Husband Tian Zhuang suddenly turned on the light, looking for something in a hurry.

Yang Zhaodi, "What are you looking for?"

Tian Zhuang's eyes were red, "Blood... where is the blood?"

Where is the blood that reveals the sacredness?

...

Yang Zhaodi did not encounter this situation. She ran all over the mountain since she was a child, like a wild child, no one told her these things.

It is not necessarily bleeding, and that layer of membrane does not indicate anything. Cycling, running and jumping...In many cases, it will be traumatized.

The seemingly honest person was angry, and Yang Zhaodi was even more angry than him.

She knows herself, she doesn't!

Yang Zhaodi slapped Tian Zhuang, but some rumors still spread.

"Did you see, Tian Jiaxin married a wife."

"So lovely."

"It looks good for a fart. I heard that it's a prodigal... I have a leg with many men and have passed children."

The voices of people whispering, with malicious gossip smiles on their faces stopped abruptly.

Because Yang Zhaodi went back to the house and took out a kitchen knife.

The kitchen knife was shining in the sun, and she looked at those people, "If anyone talks nonsense, I will tear her mouth."

She didn't, just didn't.

Yang Zhaodi has been a tiger since he was a child. Even if he was beaten all over by his father when he was a child, he still had a vigor in his bones.

It is not only the rumors who are afraid, but the husband is also afraid. Like a victim, he told Yang Zhaodi with grievances.

"Zhaodi, I don't blame you, just let the past go."

"Let's live a good life, my mother said she would try her best to let her hug her grandson as soon as possible..."

It's not trust, it's the past.

That night, Yang Zhaodi sat outside, looking at the dark mountains for a whole night.

...

There are a lot of rules in the mountains. Women can't eat at the table, but can only work on one side; fertility is bigger than the sky, and no fertility is like a sin.

Yang Zhaodi's mother-in-law stared at Yang Zhaodi's belly with suspicious eyes every day.

"Why haven't you been pregnant yet?"

"Don't be a hen that can't lay eggs."

Yang Zhaodi’s mother-in-law took her to watch the customs in the village--

"Pat the hi".

This day was extremely lively. Everyone was standing outside like a big fair, copying their hands, and some even brought pumpkin seeds.

Yang Zhaodi saw the young woman being chased and beaten, and the stick kept falling on her. The young woman who was beaten screamed from time to time, and it hurt just to hear it.

The others booed, "Beat harder, harder!"

The mother-in-law said to Yang Zhaodi, "Don't mess around. She has been married for two years, and if she can't give birth to three melons and two dates, she should be beaten and deserve it!"

"If you can't give birth, you will be the next one."

The old lady next to Yang Zhaodi’s mother-in-law chatted, “Don’t scare your daughter-in-law, I think your daughter-in-law is pretty good...has a good-natured appearance, waiting for me to give you some remedies, let her drink it, and she will definitely give birth to a big Here comes the fat boy."

For half a year, Yang Zhaodi hasn't moved at all, and her mother-in-law's face is getting ugly, and even her family doesn't call Yang Zhaodi.

The younger brother, who built the house with his sister's gift money, spit at Yang Zhaodi.

"Don't come back, you can't even give birth to a child, it's shameful."

...

There are already people in the cinema who want to breathe fragrantly.

After lying in a big trough and shameless, Yang Zhaodi came to this field, isn't it because of her brother, what kind of attitude is her brother?

I can't wait to roll up my sleeves and rush into the movie to beat him.

Yang Zhaodi also wanted to fight, and was beaten back by Yang's father.

Yang Zhaodi became more and more silent, obviously she was still alive when she started, a tireless little calf running in the mountains.

Now her expression is full of exhaustion, her energy has dissipated, and she has become taciturn.

――"What else can I do?"

――"Aren't we women all like this? Our ancestors have come here for generations? We have to admit our fate.

――"Zhaodi, you just think too much, have a son, have a son, life will be easier, and you will stand up in front of everyone."

Yang Zhaodi's childhood friend had a bulging belly, and she was pregnant again.

After giving birth to two daughters in succession, he was pregnant with a third child without stopping.

Her tone was so happy, because the old lady in the village would see that she must be a son with a sharp belly.

My friend persuaded Yang Zhaodi to put Yang Zhaodi's hand on her belly, "I will be happy for you and let you have a son."

Yang Zhaodi didn't want to have a son. She didn't know what she was after, but she was infected by the happiness of her friends, and she also raised a smile.

"Well, when you give birth to a son, I will cook you a large basket of eggs."

My friend said that he wanted to eat eggs and chicken, but they were usually eaten by men.

...

What else can I do?

To admit fate.

We women are like this.

Yang Zhaodi is very confused, is it really the case?

Then she learned that it was not always the case.

In order to subsidize the family, and to get rid of being around the house all the time, looking at her mother-in-law's face, Yang Zhaodi found a job like cooking for elementary school. She didn't earn much, but she could attend classes.

She still likes to go to school. If she can't go to school, it's ok to listen to everyone reading.

There is a teacher in the school who retired from a big city and came here to teach. She came with her husband.

It was through them that Yang Zhaodi opened up a new world.

They are not the same as the couples in the village where they live together.

Looking at the other person, he doesn't speak very much, but smiles. The tacit understanding between the two people makes it impossible to interrupt.

The old teacher is in class, and her elderly husband will wait for her quietly outside with a lunch box.

Yang Zhaodi asked the old teacher, "Do you also arrange it at home?"

No, it's free love.

The female teacher still likes to follow this beautiful young woman with a desire for knowledge.

The supporting female teacher seemed to have a well-known attraction to Yang Zhaodi. She felt that through the other party, she might open up a new and magnificent world, but she was also afraid.

Everyone is like this, ancestors and ancestors have been like this for generations, women have been like this... These are the people around him, Mother Yang, friends... have been advising Yang Zhaodi.

But what if someone is not like this?

After all, Yang Zhaodi still couldn't hold back.

She wanted to know, wanted to know the outside world, that world was so unfamiliar, but soon following the description of the supporting female teacher, she began to become three-dimensional and colorful in front of her.

Love is autonomous over there, you can eat at the table, and women have their own careers.

Yang Zhaodi had insomnia again. She moved the bench and stared at the majestic mountain. Before staring at the mountain was depressed and desperate, this time it was longing.

...

The film's narrative rhythm is very fast, but it suddenly slows down here, blue sky, white clouds...

I don't know why the audience in the movie theater felt a sense of sight of the mountains and the rain.

Yang Zhaodi still often asks the supporting female teacher about the outside world. She is still not pregnant with a child, but her friend is about to give birth.

Yang Zhaodi fulfilled his previous promise, prepared a full basket of eggs, and cooked chicken soup.

She hurried over.

My childhood friend had a dystocia.

"Keep big and keep small?" The midwife opened the door.

The whole house and the whole yard were in a mess, Yang Zhaodi was stunned, and the picture was sometimes bright and sometimes dark.

"big big big--"

She kept repeating it with her mouth open, and her voice increased over and over again, from low to heart-piercing, but everyone, including her friend's husband, was shouting.

Small-small-small-

Yang Zhaodi couldn't change much, she was held back by Tian Zhuang, "What are you doing with other people's affairs? It has nothing to do with us."

With a cry of the baby, everything is over.

"It's a boy!"

The midwife came out with the baby and said joy. She was still wailing, "My poor daughter-in-law." The mother-in-law of her good friend wiped her tears and went to hug her grandson with a smile.

"It's so cute, it looks exactly like you were when you were a kid..."

Yang Zhaodi stared at the baby's face. The face had no eyebrows and was wrinkled. He couldn't tell who it looked like, but that didn't prevent his grandma from bragging.

The friend's husband also held the baby to watch and teased the little boy.

The background music became festive, blowing suona, everyone was around the baby boy, saying congratulations, no one cared about the pregnant woman who had just died.

The pregnant woman's face was waxy white and her belly flattened, like a baby boy sucked her dry.

Stepping on her flesh and blood to make a baby boy, a seedling of someone else's family.

There is a comedy on the one hand, a tragedy on the other, a prosperous welcoming new life, and a pregnant woman who has died without care.

The contrast is strong, and the lens is constantly switched.

Yang Zhaodi thought of his friend and touched his stomach and said, "Zhaodi, you just think too much. Having a son, having a son, life will be better, and you will stand up in front of everyone."

Yang Zhaodi's friend gave birth to a son as she wished, and then she was gone without waiting for the day when her waist was straight.

The eggs that Yang Zhaodi boiled for her friend were eaten by her friend's mother-in-law.

"Don't waste it." The old lady pushed the chicken soup in front of her son, "Drink it quickly, you are tired after tossing all day, so you can replenish your body."

Yang Zhaodi broke down completely, it was she intended to replenish the body of her childhood friend.

Lies, all lies!

What fate, what life is better if you give birth to a son, all are lies! A lie that ancestors have been enslaved for generations!

She stepped forward and knocked the chicken soup over, yelling heartbreakingly in the expression of the old lady's astonishment.

"Where did he toss?"

Did he give birth to the child?

Yang Zhaodi cried and pulled in front of people one by one.

"What are you doing?"

"She's dead...dead!"

"Has no one seen the dead?"

Why are you so calm, why are you smiling?

The old lady hugged the baby and hid far away, "Don't scare my dear grandson."

"Tian Zhuang, take your wife away quickly, is she crazy?"

Yang Zhaodi cried and laughed. She pointed to everyone, "You are crazy, you are crazy."

Everyone was shaking their heads with emotion.

"Really crazy." The young wife, how can she say she is crazy?

...

Yang Zhaodi’s hair was messy, and her forehead had large blood stains. She was hit in the chaos. The red blood snaked on her face and fell in her eyes. She didn’t have any worries this time, just like she did when she was a child. Flying in the mountains.

Tian Mu was still patting her thighs behind him.

"Go after it."

"What if you are crazy? Just have a baby..."

It doesn’t matter if you are mad, it doesn’t matter if you are stupid, as long as you can have children, it means there is value.

Yang Zhaodi was still not chased in the end, she ran wildly and hid.

During the period, it was discovered by a woman in the village.

Yang Zhaodi recognized her, and did not give birth to a woman whose child was beaten with a stick. The so-called "slap joy", but she didn't know who was the joy. Yang Zhaodi only remembered that she cried miserably.

The woman also recognized Yang Zhaodi, the "crazy" wife of the Tian family, and they all wanted to take her back.

The two women looked at each other.

She asked Yang Zhaodi, "Are you leaving Dashan?"

Yang Zhaodi asked her, "Are you going to catch me back?"

The woman shook her head and gestured in a direction towards Yang Zhaodi, "Run over there."

There is no one there.

Yang Zhaodi froze for a moment, ran two steps and then returned, "Would you like to come with me."

The other party stared at Yang Zhaodi's eyes and gave no answer.

Yang Zhaodi left. The sky was getting brighter and the mountains were getting farther and farther. There was a dazzling light in front of her. The blood on her face had solidified, but her expression was relaxed.

It seemed to have become the calf running in the mountains again.

The story has no ending, only Yang Zhaodi walked towards a white light.

The narration is what Yang Zhaodi said, "I don't know if the road ahead is smooth, but I can smell the fragrance of flowers."

Yang Zhaodi knows what she is pursuing, pursuing freedom and independence as a person.

The movie ends.

...

"I don't know if the road ahead is comfortable, but I smell the fragrance of flowers."

Xia An'an muttered these words, her heart seemed to tremble.

She said to Gardenia who was watching a movie next to her, "Why did the Coke I drink come out of my eyes?"

The other party sobbed, "Who isn't?"

"What I got out was milk tea." She took pearl milk tea this time.

"The eye makeup is all spent."

She stuffed Xia An'an with a piece of paper, and she stubbornly put two pieces of paper under her eyes one by one, so as to follow the "milk tea" pouring out of her eyes at any time.

Xia An'an also followed her, and came to pick up "Coke" just like her.

There are still many people like her, and to be precise, almost everyone who has watched this movie has been touched more or less.

Within an hour and a half, my mood was almost depressed, and I felt bored all the time, every single point made people angry, and every point made people powerless.

"It's so difficult." Xia An'an sighed with his companions.

It is difficult for Yang Zhaodi. The most difficult thing is that there are countless Yang Zhaodi in this world.

Xia An'an first came to Shi Zhi, but she didn’t expect to watch the whole movie. She didn’t think about Shi Zhi anymore. She was substituted by Yang Zhaodi and the plot throughout the whole process, and she couldn’t even follow the scene for a while. Come out of it.

Xia An'an said, "This movie may be the top of my heart this year." It's not because of Shizhi filter, from the conception, from the shooting, from the plot, from the acting skills of the actors, she has no choice but to Two brushes, three brushes.

Xia An'an can't wait to see what other people say about this movie.

...

The movie title of "The Weeds of the Far Mountain" was so angry and so crying that it became a hot search together.

Basically take a look at the reviews, and there are comments like it’s too easy to cry.

One of them took a selfie and took a look at his swollen eyes.

Look, today’s tears are for "The Weeds of the Far Mountain". Everyone really eats my Amway. If it is not good, I will give you my head!

Netizen: No, no, no, it's not necessary, it's too scary.

How good-looking is this, how good is it to cry, and it's still a torturous sentiment?

The sudden and spontaneous Amway has already made them curious, but this kind of thing has to wait and see, maybe it is the navy?

This photo made netizens unexpectedly discover.

"If I'm not mistaken, the one who came into the scene accidentally...seems like Teacher Zhang?"

"Fuck, it's really Teacher Zhang, why did Mr. Zhang cry when he went to see Shizhi's movie!"

Teacher Zhang may not find such a person on many people's side, but it is very powerful on the side of many people who like to watch movies and TV dramas.

He has a very clever vision, and every time he writes a film review, he uses very vicious words. It may be possible to achieve a good movie in the eyes of the public, but under his comment, it becomes a trash.

Teacher Zhang had already posted on Weibo to watch "Weeds in the Far Mountains", and the teacher Shi Zhi had also seen the two exploded TV series chapters in front of him. The evaluation was not very good at that time.

"After Inheriting the Richest Man’s Inheritance" is for children to watch, it’s a bit new, but it’s a bit more streamlined. I really can’t eat it..."Yin Yang Snack Shop" was filmed by a famous director, and the quality is better than the former. Better, but didn't poke me too much."

"Also, I can't feel Shi Zhi's acting skills."

This time they were also waiting for Teacher Zhang to comment on "The Weeds of the Far Mountain", trying to poison, but didn't expect Teacher Zhang to cry?

His fans leave messages under Weibo.

"Teacher Zhang, what's the matter, are you okay?"

Teacher Zhang replied, "The people are not very good, and the crying eyes hurt. Finally, the movie that Lao Bai watched has come, but I feel that Lao Bai was killed directly in the movie theater."

"Take my words back, Shi Zhi's acting skills are good, whoever sees and knows."

Although I occasionally saw photos of Teacher Zhang crying in the theater before, his fans have already counted them, but the praise in these two sentences was beyond their expectations.

It's not over yet. Teacher Zhang also posted a few thousand words and a short essay to explain and praise the movie, eloquently.

"There are two breaking points in the whole movie. One is the support teacher, who opened up a new world for Yang Zhaodi. She was shocked and yearned for the outside world even more... Then there was the death of a friend. Everyone said she was crazy, and to be precise, she was awakened. Now, completely open the shackles, wanting to break free from that environment."

"Actually, I have received someone asking me to give me money to complain about this movie. I confiscated the money, but I still think I need to spend money to complain about it?"

"After watching the movie, I want to say, if I really collect the money and tell lies, I won't even be a human being."

Netizens have been attracted by this graphic description.

Aside from anything else, even Lao Bai can cry, collect money and complain, and the prefix that is not even a person is enough to make people contribute dozens of dollars in movie tickets.

Netizen: I, never cry, hard-hearted, it's impossible to make me cry.

Go in confidently and come out.

Hi, hello, may I ask, where can I buy paper, just the kind of toilet paper for wiping tears.

"The Weeds of the Far Mountain" is so angry and crying.

This is actually not a torturous movie, what I think about carefully is--

This movie is clearly realistic.

...

"The Wild Grass in the Far Mountain" has a low rate of filming, but it has become the biggest dark horse relying on word of mouth. This is just the beginning, and the Internet is all tap water Amway.

Mr. Xu wanted to use Lu Yingying’s big production to suppress Shi Zhi, let Shi Zhi autistic, and endure a serious setback. If you don’t listen to him, you don’t even want a big production movie. You can make a small movie with a face to face. Now he knows the consequences. Right?

The consequence is that he has never played "The Weeds of the Far Mountain" with three times the filming rate.

The setback became himself.

"..."

The key is that Shi Zhi also specifically called Mr. Xu.

Shi Zhi, "Mr. Xu, have you eaten yet?" Her voice was smiling.

Mr. Xu was puzzled: Does he have a good relationship with Shi Zhi, so good that she wants to greet him whether he has a meal?

Shi Zhi, "I just cite a topic casually. I don't care if you eat or not... You can't eat if you should be angry. It doesn't matter. This call may make you even more angry."

"I'm here to show off and laugh at you by the way."