C2 Make a Racket about the Wedding

Dressed in my mother's red suit, with pale green bell-bottoms on my legs, I crossed the muddy yard, the rain sloshing on my face, cold and cold, tears pouring down my cheeks.

"You crazy woman, you dare to curse again, I'll let you watch …"

My father's angry roar came to an abrupt stop. When my mother saw me come in, she suddenly jumped forward, ready to fight to the death.

I raised my arms to stop my mother. I also blocked my father's charge. The brilliance of my big red coat seemed to have calmed my parents down.

"Stop being so noisy, I've already changed my clothes. Do what you want!"

As I begged for mercy, I couldn't help but bow my head down. In fact, I feel ashamed standing in front of my parents. He was already 18 years old, nearing the age of 19, but he couldn't do anything about his poor family background.

Sigh! Dad let out a low moan, and his emotions seemed to ease a little.

"It's not that we can do whatever we want. This time, it doesn't matter if you're blind or crippled. As long as you're a man, you have to agree. If you dare to be picky, I'll let you see me die."

My mother shouted at the top of her lungs. Her suicidal mantra had long left a callus by my ear. However, listening to her at this moment only made me feel even more uncomfortable.

I didn't know if my mother had seen the tears on my face, but I could see from her eyes that there was no hope for this blind date. I knew, of course, that my brother had been married less than thirty days. And in these thirty days, if he wanted to raise a six thousand dollar gift, even if he gathered almost forty families in the entire village, he still might not be able to raise that number.

"Ah Xiang, just a bit, as long as you can live your life, you don't have to look at people's looks. What we value is family background, family background, land, brothers are few, it's best if you have a single son. You don't have to build another house and you don't have to worry about the branch families, that's the best family."

His father spoke in a muffled voice with a helpless tone.

As far as I can remember, my father didn't have the slightest temper when his mother made a ruckus. No matter if it was a big matter or a small matter, he wouldn't easily say it out loud. However, his words just now seemed to have a deeper meaning.

People living on the Loess Plateau knew the poverty of their brothers and the difficulty of getting a wife for a family. "The number of brothers is a must for the girls here to choose a husband and wife. Although the family can be a bit poor for the time being, they will never marry into a large family.

The Third Plenum of the Party implemented a policy of dividing the land into households and taking responsibility for the rural areas. Although the days gradually got better, much better than my childhood of seven or eight years old, they were not much better. No amount of hard work on barren land could change the reality of poverty.

I turned around slowly, intending to look up at my father, but the red coat I was wearing didn't fit me, and it made me feel a little awkward to continue my curtsy.

"Dad, I know what to do, and I know that this time …"

Before I could finish my words, I was forced by my mother to turn around.

"What do you know? "You are not allowed to randomly question and listen, and are not allowed to show off in front of the men that you are a bit worse for the College Entrance Test. Just pretend to be a girl who doesn't know anything.

The moment my mother's angry voice stopped, she jabbed me hard on the forehead with her straight forefinger. I staggered back half a step, but then immediately moved closer to my mother.

I really did not dare to make my mother angry, nor did I dare to argue with her.

"I guarantee that you won't say anything, and I promise you that I won't say anything. We'll follow your plans …"

Pah, pah, my face stung. I was caught off guard and my mother gave me another resounding slap.

"That's the attitude you know! Your sister-in-law's six thousand yuan gift is waiting for the person your aunt is looking for to come out, but you're actually acting this way, not saying anything at all. "Could it be that you've thought of another trick!"

Mom shouted at the top of her lungs, and spittle splattered my face.

Through the haze of my tears, I saw my mother's angry expression, but I didn't know what to do or what words to promise to stop my parents from cursing.

Helplessly, I let out the most sorrowful cry, but had to turn my face, and cast my lifeless gaze into the drizzle, aimlessly gazing into the distance. However, a sliver of expectation appeared in his heart. If the raindrops continued to fall, the person his aunt had recommended would definitely not show up on time. His blind date would also have to be interrupted.

However, my heart was in a state of confusion. This was just a beautiful wish, and it was definitely impossible to fulfill it.

The raindrops became smaller and smaller. The dark clouds in the sky gradually became thinner. The sunny day after the rain seemed to have become a reality.

"Ah Xiang, stop standing around. Hurry up and get the noodles ready for lunch. When they come, you can eat. You have to act more nimbly and don't let them despise you." I heard from your aunt that Mr. Yin Yang has already lived with Mr. Yin Yang for eight times, and that the brat from Ding Family has the fate of Foufn. "

Father's heavy tone expressed a faint comforting feeling. Furthermore, it even had the intention of helping me solve this difficult situation.

Actually, if he didn't leave now, the result of his waiting would definitely be a disagreement from his mother and they would have to start fighting. At this moment, with my father's instructions, I was able to escape from my mother's presence. As for the preparation of the meal, I wasn't in too much of a hurry.

Just as I was about to run away, the closed door creaked open.

"My baby's uncle, this rain almost delayed something important. Fortunately, it became smaller halfway through."

Before my aunt's people had even entered the door, the loud shouting had already entered my ears, and it was so ear-piercing and shocking.

My subconscious tells me that escaping from the living room is the only thing I am paying attention to. As for whether I should greet my aunt or not, it is already meaningless for me to do so, because when I glance down at the corner of my eye, I vaguely see a short, thin man following behind my aunt, but hiding his face behind a black umbrella.

As I was running away, I secretly glanced at the back of the man. I actually felt a sense of familiarity with him.

"The heavens are not beautiful! I actually let you all get drenched, hurry up and go inside to warm up. "

The sound of my father's laughter drifted from behind me, making me feel a great pressure. The rain seemed to be a bad omen.

"Hello, Big Uncle!" My name is Ding Bufan, and I live in Xiling Village. I am 20 years old and did not graduate from high school last year.

I couldn't help but stop in front of the kitchen door and look back at the back of the boy who had just spoken. I felt that he was a little foolish and honest, revealing his family background the moment we met.