bad seed
Unlike in the city, where trash cans are often found every few steps, Wu Meilai initially wanted to just throw the trash on the ground. After all, wouldn't the fruit in the mountains just fall to the ground if no one picked it? But when she wanted to let go, she felt a little hesitant: Zhou Qianling was right next to her.
So she put a few pineapples in the mangosteen and freed up the bag for a few people to put their garbage in.
This car should be borrowed. My third aunt got into the passenger seat and complained to her husband. Zhou Fang persuaded her and opened the back door.
The trunk was packed full, so Wu Meilai had to put her things on the window seat, close to Zhou Qianling.
They were already so close to each other on the bus, but this time Zhou Qianling was leaning on her shoulder, making her feel very uncomfortable and her back straight.
He glanced at Zhou Fang from time to time, and only calmed down when he found that she was not looking at him.
Why was she so flustered as if she was having an affair? Wu Meilai cursed herself for her abnormality.
The car left the long street and turned a corner. Zhou Fang suddenly stood up and turned to look out the window.
"That's the girl from Old Li's family, she also bought a lot of things."
Her meaning was obvious; she wanted the other party to follow them back to the village.
Third Aunt also glanced back and said, "Don't mention her. It's bad luck during the New Year."
Third Aunt gossiped excitedly, "Last year, he brought home a three-year-old girl without a word. No one knows who the boy is. Her mother was furious. If Old Li were still alive, he'd have been lucky not to have broken her legs. How could he have let her live in the house and bring disgrace upon herself..."
The driver's rat-like eyes scanned the line of people in the rearview mirror, and he coughed, interrupting Third Auntie's words. "If we add one more person, Boss Wu won't have anywhere to put his things."
As the van turned a corner, Wu Meilai looked out the rear window at the frail woman whose back was bent over by the heavy bag of New Year's goods on her back. Gradually, her figure was blocked by the mountain, and she felt mixed emotions.
The weight on my shoulders seemed to be growing heavier.
If getting pregnant before marriage is like this, what about love between two women?
The subtle fear always lingers in my heart and doesn't go away for a long time.
On the way back to Zhoujiazhai, they would first pass Yuxianwan. Wu Mei came to pack her things and pushed the door open to get out of the car. Zhou Qianling also stood up to follow, but was teased by his third aunt: "I didn't realize Xiaoling was so attached to Wu Mei'er. He's been playing in the city for several days and he's still reluctant to leave?"
The speaker may not mean it, but the listener may take it seriously.
Wu Meilai felt a chill in her feet and quickly denied it, saying, "Qianling wanted to help me carry my things." She piled the bags that couldn't be carried off the seat and hung them at her elbow. She said to the others except Zhou Qianling, "Sorry for the trouble. Please take care."
After saying that, he hooked his foot under the door and quickly closed it.
After the car drove away for a distance, Zhou Qianling was still smiling and waving at her from behind the window. Wu Meilai hurriedly turned around and went home.
Zhou Qianling curled her lips in dissatisfaction, withdrew her hand, and saw her mother staring at her quietly again.
"Mom, you keep looking at me like that. It's my fault." Although he said that, his mouth never turned down.
Zhou Fang sighed softly, touched her face, and asked, "How did you do this?"
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Liu Guiyan and others came back in the afternoon and brought her some packed banquet dishes. Wu Mei ate a few bites, sorted the New Year's goods into categories, and started to paste window decorations and Spring Festival couplets and do a thorough cleaning.
Before going into the city, she carefully cleaned her own and Liu Guiyan's bedrooms, as well as the living room. This time, the areas she cleaned were mainly the dam in front of the door and her brother's bedroom.
The dam is easy to sweep. Just sweep away the fallen leaves and garbage, and then rinse it with water and it will be clean. The trouble is the place where Wu Han sleeps.
Wu Meilai put on plastic gloves and a mask and carried a full bucket of water into the alley. The layout of her alley was different from Lin Yue's. The pigpen was at the back, Wu Han's bed was in the middle, and outside were the pig stove and firewood pile.
As soon as I entered the door, a foul odor rushed in from the corners of the mask, a mixture of pig and human feces and urine, which was disgusting.
Wu Meilai first dug out the pig manure and carried it to the manure bag next to the chicken coop outside the door. She would wait for it to ferment and use it as fertilizer next year. She also took a bundle of corn stalks from the pile behind the house and spread them in the pigpen.
The pen became clean and tidy, and two little piglets with obsessive-compulsive disorder ran around on it, grunting.
The pigpen smells much better than Wu Han's bed.
Wu Mei came to clean the area around the pigpen, wiped the sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand, took a long sigh, and walked towards Wu Han's bed with a bucket of water.
The bed and the ground were covered with all sorts of plastics, dead branches and other garbage that Wu Han had collected. Wu Mei came to lift the quilt and couldn't help but retching.
A few years ago, Liu Guiyan changed and washed his clothes, but this idiot didn't learn his lesson and kept shitting everywhere, so she just ignored him later.
Wu Meilai rubbed her chest and slowly thought about the urge to yue, thinking: Forget it, this old shit bed won't be touched no matter how hard she works.
It took her only 0.01 seconds to make the decision. She walked out with the bucket in her hand. When she passed by the bedside, she took a quick glance and her pupils suddenly shrank.
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In the bedroom, Wu Han glared at his mother angrily, stretched out his hands and screamed.
Liu Guiyan hid the snacks Wu Meilai had bought on the top of the counter and coaxed him, "Just one is enough. You can eat more tomorrow, Han'er."
Wu Han's face was ferocious. He roared, "Ah! Ah! Ah!" and smashed the cupboard with his fists.
When the clashing of porcelain stopped, he reached out to Liu Guiyan, mumbling incoherently. Seeing that Liu Guiyan still refused to give in, his voice grew louder and louder, and he seemed to be going crazy.
Wu Baizi was watching TV in the living room. Annoyed by the interruption, he shouted angrily, "You yell again!"
It became quiet inside instantly, and the next second, heavy footsteps were heard outside the window.
Wu Baizi scolded, "Why are you so crazy?"
Wu Meilai ignored him, stepped over the threshold and went straight into the bedroom, punching Wu Han on the shoulder.
"What's wrong with you, little one? He is your brother!" Liu Guiyan shouted.
Wu Han was silent, still glaring at his father through the wall with hatred, when he was suddenly beaten and frightened for a moment. When he found out it was Wu Mei, he raised his hand to hit her, but was stopped by Liu Guiyan.
Wu Meilai spread out her hands and screamed, "You did this?!"
In her palms were two kittens that had died tragically and were already dried up.
When Wu Han saw that the "toy" under his pillow was in his sister's hand, he reached out to grab it, but was dodged and stomped his feet.
Wu Meilai was about to hit him again, but was also stopped by Liu Guiyan. She turned around and asked Wu Han with a complicated expression, "Han'er, was this done by you?"
Wu Han just wanted to get it back and didn't care about the murder he had committed. Or it could be said that his defective brain had no concept of life.
The confrontation between the brother and sister was filled with tension.
Liu Guiyan walked over to Wu Meilai and advised, "Forget it, your brother doesn't understand these things." She patted Wu Meilai's shoulder and muttered to herself, "It's better if he's dead, it's better if he's dead. He keeps me awake at night."
Wu Meilai's chest heaved, unable to contain it any longer. "Ah!" she yelled, and rushed out the door. Only Wu Baizi's "You're really begging me!" remained behind, causing her to scream out again as if to vent her anger.
She didn't stop, but she didn't speed up either. She swore that if Wu Baizi wanted to come out to deal with her, she would bite him to death like Zhou Qianling!
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