Three days later.
"He Nian! He Nian He Nian!"
Jiang Henian stopped and turned around to see Wang Yuenniu holding several things in her hands and panting.
"Where are you going?"
"Oh, my brother is getting married, and my mother sent me to the sales outlet to buy some goods. Look, he's spending a lot of money, and he even bought some Changbai cakes."
Wang Yuenniu raised both hands. In her left hand were two bottles of wine in a red rope net bag, and in her right hand was a bottle of soy sauce.
There was also a small bag wrapped in oil paper, which I guess was Changbai cake.
Jiang Henian had heard of it but never seen it, let alone eaten it. He wanted to ask if it tasted good, but he held himself back.
Everyone's pockets are tight these days, so it's not easy to ask for this kind of snack that you can only have once a year.
He just nodded.
Wang Yuenniu hadn't seen Jiang Henian for several days, so when they met, they talked as little as possible.
"They said she was a pretty girl from Caojia Village. My brother started dressing up early in the morning and pushed me to work. We even caught up with them getting ready to pick up the goods, so we almost didn't make the purchase."
There is a small sales outlet in Huagou Village, right next to the production team headquarters. You can buy daily necessities such as oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, and cloth there, but they don’t have fashionable things like the transparent tape that Jiang Henian wants to buy.
People from the two nearby villages mostly come here to buy for convenience.
On weekdays, the salesperson would ride his bicycle to the supply and marketing cooperative in the town ten miles away to replenish the goods at the sales outlet.
I don’t know when I can go to town again. The last time I went there almost left a shadow on Jiang Henian.
"He Nian?"
Jiang Henian came back to his senses and looked at Wang Yuenniu: "What's wrong?"
"I'm asking you a question. What happened at your house the other day? Did you really want to see that idiot from Shuiquan Village? I went looking for you that day but couldn't find you."
Jiang Henian got angry when he thought of that day, and he pouted and agreed.
"Oh my god! You're such a piece of shit! Was it your stepmother who instigated this? I told you before that she must be mean to you, but you always deny it!"
Wang Yuenniu was filled with righteous indignation. She waved her hand, and the two bottles of wine in the net bag swung and hit each other.
"Be careful. If it breaks, you're done."
Wang Yuenniu immediately became obedient, hugged the bottle, and came over to ask:
"Hey, don't you have someone you're interested in? If Song Zhiqing doesn't love you anymore, why don't you find someone else? Take the initiative to talk to your dad about it."
"My mother said your stepmother is still looking for a marriage for you. It's definitely not a good one."
Speaking of this, Jiang Henian couldn't help but think of other things. Her little face wrinkled with melancholy. She waved her hand, turned around and left.
"Listen to me! You're so pretty right now, there are a lot of young men in the village who are eyeing you!"
Wang Yuenniu was yelling softly in the back, but Jiang Henian didn't hear a word, his thoughts had already flown away.
She seemed to have made He Jinshan angry.
That day in the small, shabby house, she said she wanted to leave the Jiang family.
"Tell me."
He Jinshan looked at her sideways, seeming quite interested.
"Wang Chunfang has always wanted to marry me off so she could earn a dowry, and she always looks for those who are not good-looking. I can't get along with my family either. They always complain that I earn too few work points and eat for free. I want to go out and live on my own, but I have no place to stay and no money..."
Jiang Henian wrinkled his face with worry, and his fingers in front of him unconsciously scratched the mud spots on his pants.
The man's gaze unconsciously shifted from the fair and tender profile to her hands.
Her hands are so small, they look like a child's hands next to his, but... she is indeed still a child.
The man's beautiful and cool thin lips lifted up unconsciously.
He Jinshan said "hmm", moved his long fingers slightly, and pinched the rebellious little finger as if playing with it, indicating her to continue.
"So I guess, I guess..."
Jiang Henian looked down at his pinched fingers and thought for a long time before speaking:
"Uncle, do you know any old, sickly, or single men in the village who are about to die? I'd like to marry them and see them off to the end. Then I can live on my own."
She is not a boy, so she cannot directly apply for a place to live separately from the team like He Jinshan did.
In fact, Jiang Henian wanted to ask He Jinshan if he could sleep on the floor in his thatched hut for a while, and then find a way to earn money and buy a small shabby house from the team.
But when the words came to his lips, he really didn't dare to say them. This matter was too risky. Not only could he not leave the Jiang family with a legitimate reason, but if the villagers found out, he would be finished.
Maybe they will call the discipline team and arrest you directly, and make you stay behind the fence!
It was already very kind of He Jinshan to agree to help cure his "strange disease". It was really shameless for him to go to his house and rely on others for help. He didn't even know that he had the same disease.
Somehow, Jiang Henian's train of thought wandered back to her original idea of "dividing the family business to make money and kill her husband", and she blurted it out inadvertently.
At that time, He Jinshan stared at her after hearing this.
His eyes are pitch black and very creepy.
After a while, he said stiffly: "No."
"There's no such old man as this that you want to marry."
After saying that, he pinched her fingers hard as if he was still not satisfied, picked her up with one hand, stood up with a stern face and strode out.
Jiang Henian dangled from his arm like a limp noodle, his cries useless. As soon as he left the cabin, he was thrown directly onto a wolf's back and driven through the night in a luxurious, open-top wolf cart, a cold wind blowing across his head.
He Jinshan didn't say another word to her until they returned to Huagou Village.
well……
Jiang Henian pinched his fingers and walked on the road dejectedly.
Although her thoughts were quite unethical, that was just a casual remark...
The real murderer.
Not even a chance to explain.
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