In the room next to me, it was dark at night and no one could be seen in the room.
There were only subtle collision sounds and low voices.
The man rummaged through the boxes and cabinets, but found nothing. He sat on the bed angrily, and whispered dissatisfiedly: "Damn, there's nothing. Such a nice house was wasted."
"I looked and there was nothing."
Zhao Shenghua lay on the bed and whispered again: "Don't dig through things, you will suffer if you are discovered later."
After saying that, he whispered "ouch".
If I had known earlier, I would not have mentioned washing the dishes. Doing so would make my back hurt.
Guo Qiang lay on the bed and said "ouch" and wondered: "Do they believe it or not?"
"You must believe it, otherwise we wouldn't be allowed in."
"That's right. This yard is better built than the town. It will belong to me from now on."
"That's not true. If I had known that this kid was so capable, I would have raised him myself."
…
In the town, there are still two quarters of an hour before Chen time. It is a cool day today, and the dark clouds half cover the sun.
There were obviously more people going to the market than usual.
After the two hundred pancakes were sold, Su Yan sat on a stool to take a breath, moved half of it to the man next to her, then sat down and said to the woman selling steamed buns next to her: "Sister, I want three steamed buns."
"It's delicious when we go back and bake it in a pot."
The woman quickly made three buns for her, "I've never done this before. Go back and see if you can still make food. I smell your pancakes and get greedy every day."
"I took the two pancakes you gave me yesterday and gave them to my daughter to eat. My daughter was still licking her hands after eating them." After saying this, she laughed twice.
Su Yan smiled, paid the money, and asked casually, "Sister, how many years have you been selling in this town?"
"Oh, it's been over ten years. I sold these pancakes the year my eldest son was born. The fortune teller said that my family would get rich, so we came to the town to sell pancakes. Unexpectedly, we actually made some money."
There was no one selling steamed buns at this time. He pulled up a stool and came over to talk to her. He glanced at the man who was fanning his wife with a cattail leaf fan.
She has never seen a man love his wife so much.
Thinking of this, she looked at this man who could talk to other people. He looked so excited that he seemed to want to buy other people's stalls.
Didn't see it.
Su Yan said "Oh" and said with a smile: "No wonder many people know you."
She suddenly remembered something and said: "Last time, there was an aunt who sold pancakes. What was her name? She had some pockmarks on her face, small eyes, and a black mole on the left cheek. She asked me to sell her some pancakes. I didn't see her today.
Come."
"Sister, do you know her?"
The woman thought for a moment and waved her hands in disgust, "I know, you are talking about the wife of Guo Qiang from the hay shed in the town. Don't sell it to her. She is not a good person."
"Maybe I won't give you any money."
Su Yan looked curious and asked, "What's wrong?"
"That woman is nothing. She goes to the countryside to buy children and sell them to others. I heard from my mother that she sold her children to other people as sons."
The woman didn't want to talk about this person anymore after talking about it, with a look of unhappiness on her face.
After all, it’s not like I can’t afford to raise a child these days.
Hearing this, Su Yan's expression changed slightly, and she subconsciously looked at the man next to her. She put her hand on his leg, "Ah? When did it happen?"
"It was many years ago. I was still young at that time. Don't pay attention to her. This kind of person will not end well."
When the woman saw someone coming, she quickly stood up and said, "Girl, I want some steamed buns."
Su Yan originally thought that those two people were fake. When she heard what she said, her heart sank slightly. She would rather Qin An's parents had died early.
Suddenly her hand was held by someone, and she came back to her senses. Her wheat-colored cheeks were slightly red, and she said, "There is no rice at home."
"Okay, I'll take the carriage to the donkey shed and have the horseshoes repaired. I guess I won't be able to go back until the afternoon."
Qin An bent down and carried the stool with one hand and put it into the carriage. Just as he was about to hold the horse's rope, a woman suddenly called him, "Big brother."
Neither of them realized it at first, but when the woman in pink dress ran over, they realized she was greeting Qin An.
Qin An subconsciously stepped back, as if he didn't want to get involved.
He knew this man.
Two years ago, the vegetable seller's uncle fell in love with a woman he fell in love with.
He subconsciously looked at the woman next to him. She looked at the woman in front of him. His throat tightened and he subconsciously wanted to explain.
But there will be outsiders.
The woman, Jin Ling, looked up at her pretty little face, unable to hide her joy, "Brother, what are you doing here?"
Qin An did not respond to her, but turned around and hugged Su Yan's waist, "Daughter-in-law, let's go."
Su Yan did not leave, but said generously: "Don't mind if people ask you questions. This is the virtue of my husband."
The last sentence was obviously directed at Jin Ling.
Hearing this, Jin Ling looked at her and her face paused for a moment. She probably didn't expect that Qin An was married. She went to the county town to help her aunt's family last year.
She looked at Qin An, bit her lip and said, "Didn't you say you didn't want to get married?"
After seeing each other the year before last, she agreed, but her uncle said he didn't want to get married.
Qin An had no intention of getting married, but that was before he met Su Yan. After meeting her, he had the idea of marrying her.
She is good at everything, he just wants to marry her.
He also rejoices in the widow.
"I'm done now, don't greet me in the future."
That's how he is, he treats everyone like a stranger.
He held the horse rope with one hand and Su Yan with the other and left.
I thought Su Yan would ask a few questions, but she didn't even ask after buying the things.
I felt inexplicably uncomfortable and a little uncomfortable.
She doesn't care about him.
Although the man didn't talk much, he didn't stay silent all the way.
Su Yan naturally noticed something strange about him, glanced at him, leaned on his shoulder and said, "What's wrong?"
Qin An's hand holding the reins tightened, and he was silent for a while before he said dullly: "Why don't you ask me?"
Su Yan was stunned for a moment before realizing what he said. She was a little dumbfounded, "You just asked the girl to get out of here, what else can I ask?"
"I have nothing to do with her. An uncle wanted to meet me the year before last, but I didn't agree." Qin An still explained.
"Why don't you agree? I think that girl looks pretty good."
"Not happy."
Hearing this, Su Yan laughed happily and whispered: "I know, you are happy with me as a widow." After saying this, her feet hanging in the air swayed twice.
In the distance, there is a winding path, with wasteland on both sides, overgrown with dead grass, and the air is filled with dust.
Everything is obviously not good, but she feels good everywhere.
The rough guy next to me is the best.
Qin An corrected him with a slightly sullen face: "You are not a widow, you are my wife."
The carriage passed by the river, and the bridge was half-built. After walking around for a quarter of an hour, the two of them arrived at the door of their house.
Before entering the door, I heard Zhao Shenghua's voice, "Just tell me if you have anything to do. I'm Qin An's mother."
Su Yan and Qin An looked at each other, and soon the woman entered the yard first and greeted with a smile: "Brother Wang, what's the matter?"
"Someone is looking for you."
When the eldest brother of the Wang family saw that she was back, he breathed a sigh of relief and strode over quickly.
