Chapter 357: The Escape Plan of the Ming Wedding Bride (7)
After playing football, Yangyang walked to the door of his house, sweating all over. As usual, he saw the young couple who rented his house. One of them was washing clothes,
and the other was lighting a coal stove. He heard from his mother that the couple who rented his house were from another place and had escaped from marriage. The man was called "Feng". The two people who escaped from marriage were afraid of being caught and kept on traveling. They didn't dare to turn back. They had used up all their money and couldn't find a job without their ID cards. So they started begging from house to house and finally fainted at the door of their house.
His mother said that in order to accumulate virtue for herself, she sent them both to the hospital and brought all the clean clothes at home to the couple to wear. Later, the couple rented their house. They had no money to pay the rent, so his mother found them a job as a yard keeper.
The yard was just opposite his house. It was a large factory in the past, and the back was abandoned. However, the boss still paid someone to watch it for various reasons. But the salary was too low, and local people generally wouldn't do it. Feng happily took the job.
"I'm back." Feng liked Yangyang very much. Although he was a little silly, he could most clearly perceive others' true feelings about him. What he felt in Yangyang was curiosity. Yangyang was curious about him and Shiyi, so he looked at them from time to time when he came home.
"Uncle Feng, why did you light the coal stove so quickly?" Yangyang threw his schoolbag on the chair, ran over and squatted in front of Feng.
It was a village that was neither big nor small, and the most talked about was the gossip of these outsiders. In fact, the locals didn't like such outsiders, thinking that they left their hometowns and came here because they couldn't make it at home, so they judged that their quality must be not very good. Otherwise, why would such a good village start to lose chickens and sheep after these outsiders came. But Yangyang felt that Feng and his wife would definitely not be such people.
Feng's appearance was handsome, but he rarely spoke. Because when he spoke, people felt a little silly. Yangyang liked him very much because he didn't have the greasy feeling of adults. Feng often made him feel that they were the same people. Later, Yangyang went to junior high school, high school and university. Only then did he understand that Feng gave him a feeling that could be described as boyish.
Feng's wife talked a little more than Feng. But if she was asked why she ran away from marriage, she remained silent. Feng's wife always controlled Feng. When Feng was guarding the factory, she was also by his side. Later, when Yangyang grew up, he thought of them again and knew the word "inseparable".
"Very good. Wait until you come home early next time, and I will teach you." Feng smiled.
His smile was very refreshing, which reminded Yangyang of the rows of pine trees standing on the mountains. He liked adults like Feng, so he often wanted to be with him. He was about to ask how to light the coal stove, and Feng's wife had already asked Feng to come over to help hang the clothes.
"Then I will come home early next time." Yangyang wiped the sweat from his forehead, straightened up and looked at him.
Feng's attention was now completely focused on his wife. Yangyang heard Feng's wife nagging: the vegetable leaves bought at the vegetable market today are not fresh enough, but they are good for cooking soup after washing; there is a floor tile in the factory that is a little loose, so I have to pay attention to it next time I go; the temperature may drop in the next few days, so she picked up a cotton coat and washed it clean to wear to keep warm; the landlord gave two eggs this morning, and the pigs can eat them with the vegetable leaves later...
They talked in bits and pieces, mostly Feng's wife did the talking, and Feng listened with a smile. Occasionally, when it was his turn to speak, he would look at his wife and respond with a smile.
The November wind made people feel very cold, and Yangyang, standing next to the coal stove, listened to the chatter of the young couple, but he didn't feel it at all, but felt warm in his heart.
There was the sound of a bicycle bell at the entrance of the alley, and he calculated the time. His father was about to get off work. He had to go home and do his homework quickly. Otherwise, his mother would check his homework at night, and scold him again, and he would inevitably be beaten with mixed doubles. As for lighting the coal stove, he still had to learn it. Next time he comes home earlier and doesn't go to play football, he can come to learn. Anyway, Feng and his wife will not leave here for a while.
"You sit down and rest for a while, I'll go wash the vegetables." Feng pushed his wife to sit on the chair.
After he walked away a few steps, his wife stood up again and squeezed next to him and said, "Let's go together."
Feng looked at the woman beside him with a smile, and his hands immersed in cold water didn't feel cold at all.
"Let's move in the spring of next year."
His words made the other pair of hands in the basin pause suddenly.
"Where to move? We don't have ID cards either."
Feng knew what he was talking about and what he was doing. He continued to wash the vegetables and said, "The ID card issue is not difficult. You'll know when we get to the new place. It's definitely not worse than where we live now."
"What new job?"
The two pairs of hands in the basin clearly washed the mud off every leaf and neatly arranged them in the chipped porcelain plate.
Feng smiled and said, "Construction site."
He saw the tenderness in his wife's eyes, and held her hand in the turbid cold water, saying, "Although working on the construction site is hard, the salary is high. The contractor also promised to apply for ID cards for both of us. I can support you when I make money, so you don't have to squeeze to the vegetable market to buy cheap vegetables every day."
"The construction site is too dangerous."
Feng saw his wife carrying a porcelain plate into the emergency room. He brought the coal stove in.
"Many people work on the construction site. The contractor will also buy insurance for us. Even if something really happens, there will be a high amount of compensation." He was tongue-tied and his words were not pleasant.
"If you die, I don't want compensation, I will go with you." His wife buried in his arms and choked, "Do I have to go?"
Feng, who always smiled, did not smile this time, but nodded seriously, "I have to go this time."
He was calculated to become stupid, and when he woke up again, he was trekking on the snowy mountains with her. She had her past, and he also had his past. He couldn't stay in his hometown. They almost fled all the way here, but he had nothing and could not give her anything. But he had brains, hands and feet, and he would not let her suffer with him all her life.
"Why? Isn't it good to stay here peacefully?" The low sobbing in his arms reminded him of the moment when she stabbed the lustful and obscene Wei Yunzhu with a sharp knife on their wedding night. Such a brave girl at that time would bury herself in his arms and cry now. She must love him very much.
"Because I want to marry you home openly." Feng touched her soft hair.
[Mission completed, gain [freedom and love]]
(End of this chapter)
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