Bai Fumei in the 70’s

After dawn, the faint sunshine shone warmly on Zhao Lanxiang's body.

She twisted her neck, her thick eyelashes trembled, and slowly opened.

She found that she had slept in the grove that they used to make appointments with, leaning back against the big tree makeup. And her head was resting on He Songbai's broad shoulders. She narrowed her eyes and stretched.

"Brother, early."

Seeing her wake up, He Songbai pulled her up and followed her silently along the way from the tree-lined path back home.

For a few days, Zhao Lanxiang followed He Songbai to guard the valley. The original valley couples were Zhao Lanxiang and Jiang Li. In the eyes of the male educated youth, it was a pleasing landscape. Tired of work, looking over there, it is more energetic than eating. After Jiang Li left, Pan Yu came to guard the field, and the male educated youths gradually discovered the beauty of the girl who was studying in the county middle school.

But she only came one day, which made many people regrettable.

However, when they thought that girl Pan had reached the age of pro-professional, they had hope in their hearts. When all the food was sold, I took out my family's savings and put it together, and I could always make up for the gift money. I just didn't know that when I was in middle school, Pan Niang couldn't see her.

Millet had been basked for three to four days, and the carts that delivered the grain were continuously pushed to the county. Li Dali and Li Laifu decided to "report the data". This year's total output increased by 48% over last year, but the number of reports was the same as last year. It's about the same, only over a ton.

One morning after paying the grain, when He Songbai had just returned from the pig farm to rest, his door was knocked.

He thought the object was a "surprise", so he lay in bed and pretended not to move.

After a while, his door rattled again. He Songbai found out that it was not the object. If it was her, she knocked on the door and just politely notified. The second time, she just broke the door and entered.

He Songbai put on his clothes and went to open the door.

An unexpectedly impossible person stood in front of him.

Pan Yu was wearing a dark blue long-sleeved shirt. In the hot and enduring summer, she wore as if it had passed the late autumn earlier. The huge clothes set on her were quite a bit mean. She was too thin, her healthy complexion no longer existed, the whole person seemed to be salvaged from the deep well, wet and pale.

He Songbai was so surprised that he didn't know what to say, so he said, "Sick?"

Pan Yu shook his head.

She pursed her pale lips and said nothing, but put into the arms of He Songbai, her tears washed down.

"Brother Bo, I'll ask you again, can you marry me?"

He Songbai felt pain in the back of the head, his temple jumped suddenly, he pushed the person subconsciously in black, but the body she cast shivered, and the two huge shoulder blades behind them seemed overwhelmed, as if he pushed the whole People will be fragmented.

He hurriedly caught the person aside and he said sincerely: "I have an object."

"Happily rejoice at her. You only depend on me, not love."

...

After finishing his breakfast, Zhao Lanxiang planned to ask He Songbai to eat it together. As soon as she entered the house, she heard He Songbai speak.

She pushed open the door to see, and the woman in the blue jacket turned back suddenly, her eyes sullen with tears in her eyes.

She has black hair and a melon seed face. Although she is thin, she has excellent breast development. 18. The nine-year-old girl is always the most youthful and energetic, at the best age of her life. Pan Yu's tearful look turned the smile on Zhao Lanxiang's lips, she was about to start a seizure, the woman passed her by, and disappeared like a kite with a broken thread.

He Songbai's head was sweating, and he felt sensitively that he was about to usher in a violent storm. His lips flapped twice, explaining:

"Lanxiang, don't you..."

Zhao Lanxiang's heels were sticking to the ground, and she never looked back. He Songbai could not see her face at the moment.

He walked over, grabbed the subject's hand, and looked down at her eyes.

After a long while, Zhao Lanxiang recovered.

There was a fire in her heart, and the volcano erupted immediately, and her face was quiet and scary.

But Pan Yu's look back before she left shocked her, so that she was immersed in Pan Yu's desperate look, after a long time.

Zhao Lanxiang shook her head.

"I don't want to be angry with you."

She paused and said: "But you have to tell me one by one, fifteen and ten, what are you doing?"

He Songbai said, scratching his head, embarrassedly said: "Just say a word without a borderline, let me ask her to be a mother-in-law."

"I told her clearly."

Zhao Lanxiang recalled the last scene before the attack in the grove, Pan Yu also escaped from the grove with such a sad and tearful picture. She believed He Songbai and thumped him angrily.

"He Songbai, you really have to turn the sky up. Poor Cheng still has the ability to attract bees and make butterflies, you give me a good reflection!"

He Songbai's dark eyes darkened, and he turned to glance at his cabinet, and then looked at the angry object.

"Don't be angry, if you can have such a good object, I must have burnt Gao Xiang for three lifetimes. My poor boy can only be seen with one of your eyes blind!"

He Songbai said another call to coax the object.

Zhao Lanxiang looked at his helpless and innocent look that he wished to take his heart out before the fire in his heart disappeared.

"Go to breakfast." He Songbai touched the subject's head and said.

Zhao Lanxiang went to call the eldest sister and Sanya, and He Songbai was one step behind and silently took out the box in his drawer and threw it away.

Busy days are like running water. He Songbai turned like a tireless machine for a day and forgot to return the box.

At night, Zhao Lanxiang lay in bed and had a nightmare.

When I dreamed that she came out of He Songbai's house, the scene in front of her immediately turned into a whirling river. She heard the crowd shouting: "Come on-I am a Jade Emperor, full of gods, disrespect and disrespect."

The superstitious farmer knelt on the ground and knocked a few heads, and pulled a drowning ghost from the water.

The black hair of the corpse resembled the tangled plants and water under the body, and the body was swollen with bubbles, and there was a bad smell. However, the farmers who were born with pig **** and cow dung have long been accustomed to the odor, and they don't feel dirty and salvage people from the water.

In the end they stripped off the things from the falling water ghost and took them to identify. The Pan family ran over in embarrassment and wept bitterly.

"Two girls, two girls-I'm a good girl."

"How do you look like this."

It turned out that it was Pan Yu.

Zhao Lanxiang couldn't be more shocked. She covered her mouth. The crowd of people crowded her body and her head dizzy for a while.

Waking up again and opening his eyes, Zhao Lanxiang found out that it was late at night.

She came to her aftertaste, just dreaming. But the moment of dizziness when she woke up gave her an inexplicable sense of reality. Pan Yuhua's expression of crying aloud and crying was vivid in her eyes, and even the crowd squeezed her tactile sense. She had never believed in the ox, ghost, snake, and god, thinking of her rebirth, she suddenly jumped up.

Zhao Lanxiang's palpitations were terrible, and her heart was pounding. She hurriedly pushed away the quilt, and even without shoes, she went to He Songbai.

He Songbai was getting dressed now, holding a flashlight in his hand and was about to set off for the pig farm.

I saw that the subject suddenly rushed into his house and asked him in a stern manner: "During the day, what did Pan Yu tell you."

He Songbai was extremely embarrassed.

In front of him, Pan Yu's tearful expression appeared in the morning. She said, "Comrade He, you are a good person."

"They can't understand the valuable qualities of you. I'm sorry for you. I'm a coward, and I will always be a coward in the future... I just hope you help me keep secrets."

He Songbai shook his head seriously.

Zhao Lanxiang got angry and fell into a terrible calm.

She stared at him and said slowly: "If you insist on not telling me, I will pack up my bags and return to the city immediately."

"If there is no such trust between us, I'm afraid I have no need to stay--"

Before Zhao Lanxiang's words were finished, her mouth was blocked by He Songbai. He said helplessly: "You are a very unreasonable mother-in-law, I also admit it."

"Don't say this again in the future, I listened to my heart poke uncomfortably."

He took out the box he had forgotten in the cupboard. "In fact, he didn't say anything. He only said a few words to be my mother-in-law."

"Give me this and leave."

Zhao Lanxiang opened the box quickly, and there was a letter in it, as well as some scattered banknotes, which were crumpled and musty. She glanced at He Songbai.

When He Songbai saw the money, his head suddenly hurt. He didn't do anything, so he had the illusion that he had become a negative heart.

Zhao Lanxiang ripped open the envelope and opened the letter.

She asked He Songbai as she demolished: "She gave you these things, why don't you take a look?"

He Songbai was at a moment of guilty conscience. He wished to raise his hands to clear the relationship. He honestly said: "When she gave it to me, I told me to watch it the day after tomorrow. I didn't want it, I was going to return it to her."

After reading the letter, Zhao Lanxiang said with emotion: "I now know that she really knows you."

This letter is Pan Yu's suicide note. In the letter, she spoke to He Songbai in the tone of her death. Pan Yu did believe that He Songbai had no intention of her. Even he might not even think of opening the box, so she Dare to put the suicide note here in He Songbai.

When news of her accident comes out, he should open the box and see.

He Songbai's face suddenly changed when he heard the subject's words, and he glanced up.

I saw the last paragraph of the white stationery read: "Not much money has been saved in these years, just for you. You can buy decent clothes or buy some meat for the holidays. These are me. I'm ashamed of you. You are the most valuable comrade I know. I'm gone, Comrade He, I hope you will do your best to be happy and have a safe life."

After reading the letter, Zhao Lanxiang stared at the date of payment, and read through it again.

She remembered the scene she saw in her dream. The body was swollen and swollen in the daytime. It was estimated that Pan Yuqing was the thing of the past few days, plus she let He Songbai "see the day after tomorrow", which is today and tomorrow. Things are up. Zhao Lanxiang did not know what God meant to let her see this scene, but the days of the year were calm and calm, and the doom of He Songbai she waited for was waiting to be seen.

At this moment she gave birth to an inexplicable intuition, she said to He Songbai: "Don't go to work today, just stare at Pan Yu."

"She has a promising **** who gave birth to the idea of ​​suicide, which is very regrettable."

He Songbai paused, hesitating for a long time, before ignoring the oath of conscience and the object to describe in detail what happened in the cornfield the year before. He said: "Last year, one night, I was so hungry, and I came up with some corn leaves to eat. I ran into a scene where Pan Yu was being pulled. It was too dark, I didn’t see the man’s face, but Beat him hard..."

While listening to He Songbai's description, Zhao Lanxiang recalled, no wonder he did not want to let her go alone at night.

In front of her, the scene where He Songbai suddenly turned angrily that night when she was digging the wooden box of Grandma.

"Your parents haven't taught you, can't girls run around at night?"

Zhao Lanxiang recalled the little-known bitterness and darkness behind the female educated youths who went to the countryside described in the newspaper.

She could not help fighting a cold war, her lips clenched tightly, and the look on her face became colder.

He Songbai comforted her and said, "Don't be afraid, Lanxiang, I will protect you and not let you lose one strand of hair."

He recalled and said, "That man couldn't beat me. Last time, if he hadn't eaten enough, his head was dizzy, and let him slip away. Otherwise, I'm sure I can beat him to death and grab him. come out."

He Songbai was calm.

Zhao Lanxiang listened to his words, his heart string choked, and glared anxiously.

"The bad guys have the law of the bad guys, he will be punished by the law, and you won't need to be angry. I'm talking about the harsh words first, and I won't allow you to fight anymore. Then come back to the previous set, I have to reconsider us Whether the relationship can last forever."

He Songbai was very helpless after listening.

He sincerely said: "It's just an analogy. I just want to tell you not to be afraid. I will protect you."

Zhao Lanxiang folded the letter and urged He Songbai to say: "You should go to Pan Yu's house to guard it now. When the day comes, I will call her to talk and untie her."

He Songbai couldn't help but kiss her.

"My fragrance is so good, my heart is kind and smart."

He Songbai's delicate thoughts were all consumed by the pig farm. During the day, Pan Yu didn't see anything wrong. But his Lanxiang saw that he was not blinded by Jang Jin'er and guessed something was wrong.

Zhao Lanxiang patted He Songbai's shoulder and told him, "Pad your stomach with a piece of pastry. I'll do it for you when it's dawn."

He said that she tipped her feet and kissed him on the side.

The author has something to say: *

small theater:

Ping Shengjun: There is a professional person who has to kill several people every year.

like me.

For example, other authors.

Brother Bo: "..."

Suddenly Jiang Jiangjun hurt: "..."

Ping Shengjun: I wanted to write Pan Yu, but it was too tragic.

The following series of chain reactions have to write a lot of people crying (Pan Yu of the last life is indeed dead)

However, Si Lai wanted to struggle for a long time, not willing to.

So, you brother Boxiangxiangxiang, come on,

Open the altar to catch the demon!