Chapter 8: A Song of Mistaken Accidents

That night, the two rolled off the bed and onto the floor. Li Dafa carried the Sichuan woman to his kang like a little mouse.

From then on, Li Dafa's bed was no longer cold. Those women were shut up.

Almost overnight, the spores on the branches opened up like they had woken up, and a spring flower event was blooming enthusiastically.

At night, the Sichuan woman said, "I'm a little tired. I spent a day collecting coal slag for the coking plant and picked up a lot of large unburned coal blocks. You can save money on coal when you light the stove in winter."

"I'm a little tired. Today I picked garlic sprouts for people all day, three acres of land, you can see my hands are green, I washed them three times with detergent and once with soap, and there is still a little garlic smell, Li Dafa, if you don't believe me, smell it."

Li Dafa smelled the woman's hands, and there was indeed a faint smell of garlic.

Li Dafa said, "I want to occupy your nest."

The Sichuan woman said, "I'm having sex, and having sex is similar to laying eggs, and my stomach hurts. After I finish laying eggs, you come to occupy the nest."

Li Dafa patiently waited for the woman's sex to be over. The woman finally let him into the nest. He crowing like a rooster, and the woman just lay passively. After the sex, he touched the cold sweat on the woman's forehead.

The woman said, "I've laid eggs, why do I still have a stomachache?"

Li Dafa knew that after the first dry firewood and fire, Sichuan women didn't seem to be keen on sex. A chess match meets a good talent. Love is like a flower. Flowers need someone to take care of them carefully and appreciate them to bloom. Flowers will wither if they don't meet a suitable opponent. Every time Li Dafa failed to court a mate, the woman would complain of stomachache after occasionally doing it. Over time, his enthusiasm gradually diminished. He secretly compared Sichuan women with smuggled women. Although smuggled women were also more passive, they relied on him like children and never refused him.

He and the Sichuan woman slept in the same bed, and could hear each other's breathing. It was clear that there was an invisible net between them, blocking their respective thoughts.

There is a kind of man in the world who will treat any woman well unconditionally no matter which woman he is with.

There is a kind of woman in the world who will treat any man well unconditionally no matter which man she is with.

If these two kinds of people meet, the world will be peaceful, and there will be fewer foolish men and women in the world. Unfortunately, most of the time, the melody of fate is a song of coincidence.

Li Dafa is that kind of man.

Although the Sichuan woman tried hard to adapt to the local customs and ate steamed buns, steamed buns and flower rolls very loudly, her appetite was always one-third of that of the authentic Shandong woman. When they were comrades-in-arms together, Li Dafa knew that she loved to eat rice. Unfortunately, rice was not grown in Li Dafa's hometown. Li Dafa went to the market and asked the stall owner a math problem in front of a rice stall: "How to exchange grain for rice." The stall owner said: "Two catties of wheat for one catty of rice. Three catties of corn for one catty of rice. Four catties of dried sweet potatoes for one catty of rice." Li Dafa thought for a while and felt that the math problem seemed to be wrong, but it also reminded him that wheat was the most valuable, and the coarse grains for livestock were the least valuable. The next day at the market, he used a small iron cart to push a large bag of corn and a large bag of dried sweet potatoes and exchanged them for a small bag of rice. He cooked a pot of dry rice for the Sichuan woman. He took a bite of the steamed bun and said: "You eat dry rice, I eat steamed buns. Even if I eat five bowls of dry rice, I still feel that I am not full. Steamed buns and pancakes are still baked solid and strong, and they are energetic." During the day, they worked in the fields together, cut grass in the mountains, and worked in other places. Sometimes Li Dafa took her with him on his big Golden Deer bicycle, which made noises everywhere except the bell. Passing by the bumpy mountain road, Li Dafa deliberately rode the bicycle very fast. The Sichuan woman had no flesh on her buttocks, and was shaken like a bean bouncing up and down. Finally, she couldn't help but jump to the ground. Li Dafa had no idea. He rode a long way by himself. When he reached the flat road, he suddenly felt that the bicycle was very light, so he turned around and saw that there was no one on the seat. The woman was far away, grinning like a small wild flower with her small buck teeth.

At night, the lights in Li Dafa's house were never more than 40 watts. Under the 40-watt bulb, the embroidered woman had sweat on her nose and occasionally looked up at the black and white TV. There were still two channels on TV, Shandong Channel and Central Channel. There was a meeting on TV again, and Li Dafa watched it with great interest. He always understood the meaning behind the announcer's serious face like a big bad wolf. He said: "The world is going to change. Look at so many laid-off people who are re-employed. If they are all employed, there will be fewer and fewer people farming. What should we do with the idle land? We must build many factories to provide jobs for these re-employed people. No one wants to farm, but the country still needs food. What should we do? We must encourage farmers to farm. Farming should reduce the burden on farmers. Otherwise, no one will want to farm..."

After his long-winded speech, the Sichuan woman looked up at the black and white TV again. The woman did not speak and lowered her head to embroider. Sichuan women are a riddle. They speak little and wait for others to guess. Unlike the smuggled woman, who communicated with him in limited Chinese, when Li Dafa delivered a long speech, the smuggled woman always looked at him with admiration. In the heart of the smuggled woman, he was the greatest man in the world.

The Sichuan woman seemed to have a lot on her mind and rarely talked about gourds and gourds with him. Li Dafa still felt a little lost when he thought about it. Men always need a stage to brag, even if there is only one woman as an audience. Li Dafa's two sisters also have their own worries.

The second sister said: "You have four big rooms in the north, and you look decent, but why did you find such a woman, as small as a hen."

The widow in the neighboring village said that Sichuan women are like mice. Her second sister also thought of this word, but felt that it was insulting to the title of scholar's wife, so she changed it to a hen.

The eldest sister said: "That's the truth, but the problem is how old is our fifth son? If you miss that village, you will never have that shop again. If you find a virgin woman, people will not look down on him. It's not bad to have someone who understands you and lives a good life. Although the new era is not conservative, you don't have to mess around like this and make people laugh. If you get a marriage certificate, you don't have to worry about losing everything."

Li Dafa felt that what the eldest sister said made sense. One day he said to the embroidering woman, "Do you know how much it costs to get a marriage certificate in town? It costs 9.9 yuan. It used to be 9.9 yuan. Now the price has increased. You have to buy several bags of goldfish. But it looks like it will continue to increase in the future. Why don't we get the marriage certificate while it's still 9.9 yuan?" The woman smiled, showing her little buck teeth, "You are proposing to me. There is no money for the betrothal gift. It's just that my poor mountain village is too far away. It takes several trains and cars to get the certificate. It costs a lot of money, many 9.9 yuan. It's not cost-effective. Let's live like this for now. You are so good that I can't find you even with a lantern. You are the only one who doesn't want my share, so why don't I want you?" The Sichuan woman's words were like a reassurance to Li Dafa. He was also happy to save 9.9 yuan and more 9.9 yuan. Life seems to have a lot of happiness in it. Although the money is less. The Sichuan woman sent all the money she earned from working back to her hometown. She had elderly people in her family who were in poor health. She could not earn a penny in that poor mountain valley. Her daughter was also young, and the whole family was eagerly waiting for her to send money back.

Li Dafa knew these situations, especially that she had a daughter. Therefore, living with the Sichuan woman, he was not worried at all that his son would drag him to the wall in the future. The new version of the story of the wall, there is no chance to perform.

The unhappiness of life came from the car accident that the woman had on the way to work.

The broken spine was quickly operated on. This time, Li Dafa used wheat, which he thought was very valuable. Wheat and poplar forest saved the woman's life.

After the operation, the woman lay in bed for a month before slowly getting out of bed, and another month before she slowly started working. Li Dafa did not go to the labor market to find work, because after finishing the work in the field, he still had to take care of the woman.

His duckweed floated away again.

The doctor said: "Drink more bone soup, your bones will grow strong."

At first, he bought a big bone for the woman. Later, he wanted to buy half a big bone. The butcher said: "Such a big bone has no meat. Are you buying half a bone to give to the dog?"

He did buy half a big bone and the butcher looked at him coldly. The big bone was boiled in the iron pot for nearly two hours, and he used up a large bundle of branches. Finally, his wife became a mother-in-law, and the bone soup was a bit thick.

He said to the Sichuan woman: "Close your eyes and imagine that you have just finished eating a big elbow. The meat is lean and stewed until it is very soft. There is an elegant saying that it melts in your mouth. This is the feeling. But you have eaten a lot of meat and your mouth is greasy. Now, drink a sip of soup to lighten your tongue. Oh, this soup is so delicious!" The Sichuan woman closed her eyes, as if she had just eaten a big elbow meal and her mouth was a little greasy, so she drank a sip of bone soup, which melted in her mouth... During that period, Li Dafa was extremely poor. It was raining all night when it leaked. There was a war in Liu You's house next door. Liu You's wife took a rolling pin and beat Liu You's leg. Liu You stole the money his wife earned from selling pigs and lost it all playing cards in the neighboring village. Liu You's wife initially thought that a thief had entered the house. She went over the faces of all the villagers in her mind and felt that everyone was hateful and suspicious. She even suspected her honest neighbor Li Dafa. She said to Liu You: "The more I look at Li Dafa, the more I feel that he has three hands. Honest people can do great things. Look at the two women he found, one is from a foreign country, and the other is from another province. They are very capable. Unlike you, you can't go out five miles to find a wife." Liu You said: "Five miles is good, you can even smell farts."

It was not until someone came to collect other debts owed by Liu You that she suddenly realized that the thief was the honest man sleeping next to her.

So, this woman of the pig sign, without saying a word, picked up the rolling pin and beat Liu You's monkey leg with the momentum of beating a pig.

Li Dafa was blown to the neighbor's house by a gust of wind, and he came to act as a firefighter. Liu You's wife cried and said: "We are all men, you see Li Dafa only knows how to work and earn money, and knows how to treat women, you only know how to be idle, you should also lose your wife and children."

Other people's crops are their own children, and sometimes, other people's husbands are their own children, which is also right.

The lame Liu You wanted to say: If you think Li Dafa is good, go marry him. But he was afraid that his other leg would also be broken by his wife, so he had to pretend to be deaf and dumb.

There is a kind of courtesy and reciprocity in the countryside. In addition to wedding and funeral gifts, if someone's family is sick or in trouble, the villagers who get along well with each other always bring three walnuts and two dates to visit. Li Dafa's Sichuan woman doesn't interact with the outside world much, and she doesn't walk around as lively as the smuggled women, so no one came to see her when she broke her spine. Except for the neighbor Liu You's wife who came to send twenty eggs. According to etiquette, Li Dafa couldn't let people go back empty-handed, so when Liu You's wife left, she put five eggs in the basket as a return gift.

In this way, Li Dafa owed Liu You's family fifteen eggs.

Now, Liu You is also lying at home and groaning. According to the rules of courtesy and reciprocity, Li Dafa should go to Liu You's house to visit Liu You.

Li Dafa thought about it for a long time and couldn't think of anything to send. There are eggs at home, and his eldest sister and second sister each sent thirty eggs. However, it was not in accordance with the rules to keep the eggs as eggs. He reached into his pocket and revealed his thumb and middle thumb. His trouser pocket had been torn at some point.

The quacking of two ducks foraging outside the door gave Li Dafa an idea. He slapped his thigh and decided to wait until the big market to sell these two ducks that could eat but not lay eggs.

That day, Li Dafa went to work in the fields. The Sichuan woman had already gotten out of bed, but her lumbar spine was still a little painful.

Collecting junk... The open door revealed a walnut face. The old man asked, "Do you have a paper shell wine bottle?"

Li Dafa was not addicted to alcohol. When he was poor, he quit drinking. Therefore, there was no empty bottle in the house. Paper shells were even rarer.

The Sichuan woman said, "No." The walnut face suddenly disappeared.

Li Dafa's trouser pocket was sewn with a few stitches, and the Sichuan woman felt uncomfortable sitting. She stood up and continued to mend the torn trouser pocket.

After a long series of quacking noises, it returned to silence. The Sichuan woman was sewing and sewing. The pocket was almost finished. She turned the pocket over, adjusted the stitches, and waited for the final work.

Suddenly, she seemed to remember something, threw away her pants and needle and thread, and ran out of the yard.

Her eyes swept past the door of her house and the door of Liu You's house. There was nothing at the door. She turned out of the alley and saw the old man who collected rags in the distance fiddling with his pile of rags. He put a large cardboard on the top, tied a rope, got on the tricycle, and sped away.

After two months of dormancy, Li Dafa's woman suddenly turned into a flying swallow, running forward. She used the skills of the leek shed in the cotton field. After chasing for a while, she caught up with the old man who collected rags.

The old man pedaled the car and shook his head: "No more, no more, it's full."

The Sichuan woman had come to the front of the car. The little girl stood like a compass touching the ground, with a bit of majesty of a doorman. The old man stopped the car.

She moved to the junk cart and found that the paper shells were piled up higher than her. Feiyan jumped onto the tricycle and untied the rope in no time. She threw the junk off the cart, revealing a broken basket filled with wine bottles. She took her two ducks out of the basket. The ducks were choked for a long time and quacked loudly. The Sichuan woman said, "Are you collecting junk or stealing ducks? If you suffocate my ducks to death, I'm afraid the junk you collected today won't be enough to compensate you."

The two ducks that were lost and found brought Li Dafa back ten kilograms of bones and returned the favor of Liu You's wife.

However, the Sichuan woman's lumbar vertebrae took another month to recover.

In the autumn of the third year of their cohabitation, the Sichuan woman went to pick cotton to earn money as usual. When she got up early in the morning to fold the quilt, she said to Li Dafa: "How many years have you used this quilt? It's all cotton covers. It won't be warm even if you cover ten quilts."

When Li Dafa was a child, there was one quilt for one nest, and three children in one nest. The three children scratched each other and fought with each other. Now each of them has a quilt, and no matter whether it is new cotton or old covers, they have lived a happy life.

But the Sichuan woman said: "A happy life is two cotton quilts, one for spring and autumn, and one for winter."

Li Dafa asked: "What about summer?"

The Sichuan woman said: "In summer, you need a cotton blanket embroidered with flowers. When you cover yourself with it, it's like being in a garden, smelling the fragrance of flowers and being drunk."

Li Dafa sniffed, but he didn't smell the fragrance of flowers. The smoke from Liu You's fire drifted over, and there was a spicy smell in his throat.

In late autumn, the Sichuan woman picked up a lot of leftover cotton in the cotton field after harvesting. She used this cotton to make cotton wool and sewed two new quilts for Li Dafa. The cloth for the lining and the cover was taken out of the woman's pocket. The quilt cover was a pair of mandarin ducks and a big red wedding character, and the red and green were full of joy.

Li Dafa covered himself with it, as if he was sleeping in the clouds. At night, he had a dream. He dreamed that gongs and drums were loud and firecrackers were blasting. Someone was getting married. He was watching the excitement in the crowd and saw the groom. The groom had thick eyebrows, big eyes and a square face. He wanted to see the bride, but he couldn't see her face clearly.

The gongs and drums were loud and firecrackers were blasting all night.

In the long winter, the labor market was as quiet as usual. The woman occasionally went to help others harvest leeks, and Li Dafa was idle. He had a Waterloo in the leek field. He had a history of fainting, and the woman was determined not to let him take risks. So, he lived a life of basking in the sun, drinking jasmine tea and watching meetings on black and white TV. However, the very old men didn't have the opportunity to chat with him this winter because those old men went to see the King of Hell. Fatty Wang's jasmine tea was a bit bitter, and the TV was still very busy.

As soon as the twelfth lunar month came, the air was filled with the smell of the New Year. The loudspeaker in the village, which had not been used for a long time, suddenly made a sound. First, a man coughed three times and spit out a mouthful of phlegm, and then a voice like sandpaper was heard: "Li Dafa, Li Dafa, Li Dafa, come to the brigade quickly, come to the brigade quickly..." After a pause, the man in the loudspeaker probably felt that the sentence was asymmetrical, so he added it again: "Come to the brigade quickly!"

Li Dafa was the first person to be named after the long-disrepaired loudspeaker was restored to normal. Everyone in the village knew that the brigade leader was looking for Li Dafa.

Li Dafa's heart was swinging all the way to the brigade. On the way, he suddenly remembered the jeep that suddenly landed at the door like a heavenly soldier a few years ago, and the shrill cries of his smuggled woman.

After arriving at the brigade, Li Dafa realized that the announcer on the loudspeaker just now was the village chief. The village chief's voice no longer sounded like the village chief after passing through the loudspeaker.

The village chief gave Li Dafa a letter. There was a nine-cent stamp on the upper right corner of the envelope, and the words "Ya'an, Sichuan" were written on the lower right corner.

The Sichuan woman received a letter from her hometown, and she became a riddle again, and didn't speak for a long time.

The sun hid behind the western hills, and the black curtain overwhelmed all the desires of the day. The stars began to light up, and the Sichuan woman said to Li Dafa: "Li Dafa, I'm going back to Sichuan for the New Year. I've been out for more than three years. My old mother is sick, and I want to go back to accompany her. I'm afraid that after this year, I don't know if there will be another year."

Li Dafa agreed, and he also became a riddle, and didn't say much.

The next morning, Liu You's family sold a pig. A big fat pig that was tied up and screamed was lifted by everyone to the butcher's tricycle, and then it lost its temper. Liu You's wife looked up and saw Li Dafa pushing a wooden cart full of grain out of the door. It was time for the stars to light up again, and Li Dafa's riddle was automatically solved. He took out a few red bills from selling corn and gave them to the Sichuan woman. Prices went up, and the money he gave the woman went from 10 yuan to 50 yuan to 100 yuan. He said, "I'm alone during the New Year, so I don't need money. You have to change cars and trains to go home, and you have to spend a lot of 9.9 yuan. You go back and give the old man this little bit of filial piety, which is a little bit of the son-in-law's intention." Speaking of the word "son-in-law", he was a little excited and shy, as if it was the first time in his life that he was a son-in-law. At night, the big kang was burning hot, and the man and woman in the new quilt were also a little hot. The woman said, "It's too hot, I won't wear autumn clothes to sleep." As she said that, she took off her autumn clothes, then her autumn pants, and finally, she took off her shorts. She was like a slippery mouse, and she got into Li Dafa's quilt all of a sudden. Li Dafa felt a little dizzy again, just like the first time he held her. The slippery mouse moved restlessly in Li Dafa's arms. Except for the first time three years ago when she took the initiative to throw herself into his arms, this time, her closed desire suddenly opened, and the momentum was fierce. She took the initiative to kiss him. Her mouth was like a river, flowing over Li Dafa's forehead, face, lips, neck, ears, and chest. She was lost and couldn't get out. Li Dafa also lingered in the woman's birdsong and flowers, like a lost child who couldn't get out.

All night long, the big kang was hot.

In spring, the spores on the branches woke up and spread out, and a flower event bloomed alone and passionately. Day after day, Li Dafa didn't see the Sichuan woman come back.

When the cuckoo sang, the village loudspeaker called Li Dafa three times again. The village chief didn't spit, but his voice was still so loud. The village chief handed him an unsigned letter. The village chief also joked: "It can't be a letter from a foreign country? Li Dafa, you are colluding with foreign countries!"

Li Dafa walked out of the village with a foreign letter in his pocket. On the way, he met Wang Dapangzi's wife carrying a large bundle of branches and walking towards the village. In spring, when the grass and trees sprouted and grew leaves, she secretly worked as a pruner. After the branches were dried, they were used as firewood, saving a lot of charcoal money. Wang Dapangzi's wife bent over hard, shrinking herself into a bird nesting in the firewood, pretending not to see Li Dafa, who saw the branches hanging with broken spring leaves.

He walked and walked, and came to the bumpy mountain road, where Sichuan women acted as jumping beans.

The grass on the roadside crawled down, supporting a big one. The wild flowers here are blooming lively, red and yellow. The spring sun was swaying, and the wind was echoing on the mountain road. For a moment, the sun stung his eyes unscrupulously. He tore the letter gently, like smoothing a woman's hair. He pulled out a piece of Tianzi grid paper, the handwriting on the paper was delicate and delicate, he recognized it as the handwriting of Sichuan women to record work.

He lowered his head and smelled the scent of friendship cream on the Tianzi grid.

"Li Dafa, my husband. Forgive me for not being able to come back. I have never told you that I am not a widow. I still have a husband, but he is disabled. His legs are broken and he has been sitting in a wheelchair all his life. It is true that I have a daughter, who is ten years old this year and is in the fifth grade. There was a severe drought in Sichuan that year, and the land was barren. If I hadn't come out to earn money, I wouldn't know how our family would survive. My mother-in-law has been taking care of my children and husband for the past few years. Now, my mother-in-law is dead, and there is no one to take care of my husband and children. I can't bear to leave them and go back to Shandong to live with you.

When I lived in my cousin's house, my My cousin's husband is a piece of shit, he wants to take advantage of me, but I've been lucky enough to meet you, a kind-hearted person, who took me in when I was in the most difficult time. I've spent your money and eaten your food in the past few years, I don't want to go back to Sichuan, because I love you and I'm afraid I can't come back once I leave.

Li Dafa, my husband, you are a good person, I will definitely be your wife in the next life, if you don't want, I will be your slave and serve you for the rest of my life.

Don't come to me, this poor mountain road is not easy to walk, it costs a lot of nine yuan and nine. Take care of yourself, don't work too hard. Smoke less and eat more vegetables.

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