His eyes were a little warm, and something suddenly moved in his heart. He reached out and took her into his arms, saying -
"I won't hurt you anymore."
Murong Canghai's voice was filled with bone-crushing tenderness, like an oath, sonorous like a song, like spring water in a river, slowly flowing to the deepest part of the years and lingering for a long time.
The herbal medicine in Su Yueming's hand fell out with a splat. The herbal medicine fell on the sheets, and the concoction slowly spread out. The mist in her eyes was like green water, quietly gathering and sliding down, leaving no one behind.
know.
She said quietly and nonchalantly, "Promises in this world, like the wind, are the most unreliable. I only want to live like a zombie without any vows."
In her previous life, she experienced the most tragic betrayal in the world. She didn't want to trust or rely on anyone but herself, because she didn't need it.
Murong Canghai sighed softly, looked into the depths of her eyes, and said, "How can I melt your cold heart a little bit, even a little bit, let me go in and take a look, it's great."
Su Yueming raised her head and said softly, "The medicine has been applied. It's time to go out to eat. I'm afraid it will get cold after a long time."
After saying that, she lowered her head and walked out, while Murong Canghai looked at her back.
"You two, it's time to eat." The old woman put the cooked food on the table, and the old man walked in with a solemn expression, knocked the dry pipe in his hand, took a deep breath, and looked sad.
The old woman stepped forward and asked, "How was your practice?"
The old man shook his head, sighed, and said, "What can I do with a few old bones? No matter how hard I try, I can't beat those young adults. Alas, there is no hope for this year."
Seeing that the couple were so worried that they couldn't even eat, Su Yueming asked, "But what difficulties have you encountered?"
When the old woman heard Su Yueming's question, she started chatting and said, "You two don't know, but tomorrow is the annual dragon boat race between our Xiangyang Village and Taohua Village across the river. More than a dozen young adults in our village have suffered injuries.
, the cripples are crippled, the ones who have no guts have no guts, there are only a few old men left to make a pile, how can it be compared to Taohua Village. Alas, it seems that there is no hope for the harvest of this year's crops."
Murong Canghai asked in confusion, "What does this dragon boat race have to do with the harvest of crops?"
The old man replied, "Because five years ago, there have been new rules for the dragon boat race. Whichever village meets the river will have the right to use the river, and the losing side has to pay money whether it is for drinking water or watering crops.
Give it to the other side. For five consecutive years, we have not won."
Su Yueming remembered what the old woman had just said, and asked again, "Injury, disability, why are all the young adults in Xiangyang Village like this?"
After saying this, the old woman's brows furrowed even deeper, and she said angrily -
"The head of Taohua Village across the street took advantage of the fact that his uncle was the county magistrate. Not only did he secretly accept money, but in order to win the dragon boat race, he sent people to beat and maim all the young people in our village, so that only the remaining
Those bad old men can’t compete with them, alas!”
After hearing this, Su Yueming thought to herself, no matter where you are, there will always be predators of the weak, even in a small village like this.
"Where is the dragon boat?" Murong Canghai suddenly asked.
"I just came back from two rounds of practice. Now I'm parked by the river. I have to go practice after dinner." The old man said.