Liu Yi regretted it.
Aunt Guo had hinted that she should stay at Widow Ma's house, but she felt that family was unlucky and insisted on choosing this one. Now, looking at Lu Qingyan's increasingly beautiful face, and then at her own sallow face from hunger, a sense of resentment arose in her heart.
That old lady Ma must have a lot of good stuff at home; I even smelled meat coming from inside once when I passed by.
Unfortunately, he can only afford to eat coarse food now, and even if he wanted to eat some meat, he might not be able to hide it from this family.
She had never eaten such terrible food in her entire life. But reality forced her to compromise.
In the end, Liu Yi didn't finish her lunch. Instead, after taking a bite, she gave her portion to the hungry children in the family.
“Our village will all go to the county town on the first and fifteenth of the lunar month. If there’s anything you want to buy, you can bring your money and tickets and ride the truck with the rest of the villagers,” the gray-haired old woman across from us said.
In fact, Liu Yi knew this rule, but in winter and spring, Lu Qingyan distributed her meat to the village, and Liu Yi wasn't tempted, so she didn't use her own ration coupons to buy anything.
The old woman looked at Liu Yi expectantly, hoping that when Liu Yi brought back the things he bought and handed them to her to cook, her children could also have a few bites.
Their family is so lazy that they've long lost all sense of shame, and they never think it's wrong for them to take other people's things.
Liu Yi was unaware that she was being targeted, but she was determined from the beginning to never let anyone take advantage of her, so she hid those receipts well and didn't plan to spend them now.
She has now decided that on the first and fifteenth of each month, she will go to the city with the villagers, use the money and tickets to treat herself to a good meal, nourish her body, and satisfy her cravings.
But this would increase the expenses, and the money and receipts simply couldn't cover it.
Gradually, Liu Yi came up with another crooked idea: to steal Lu Qingyan's money and tickets, or to marry Lu Qingyan off to a scoundrel.
Liu Yi felt jealous of Lu Qingyan. They had both come from the big city together, but Liu Yi was still suffering while Lu Qingyan was living a much more comfortable life. How could Liu Yi not be jealous?
She only feels better when she sees that this person is worse off than her.
One night, Lu Qingyan was sleeping soundly when something came flying at the doorway, almost startling her.
Lu Qingyan went out and picked it up. It was a piece of paper with a stone wrapped inside. There seemed to be a passage written on it. Lu Qingyan held it up under the kerosene lamp and saw that it was a love poem.
It begins by saying it's for Lu Qingyan, and it's written quite elegantly, with all sorts of flower and moon imagery. At the end, it mentions that it wants Lu Qingyan to meet it under the big locust tree at the east end of the village.
Looking at the neat handwriting, Lu Qingyan couldn't help but smile.
Although it was unsigned, Lu Qingyun could tell that the letter was written by a woman, and she had no interest in lesbian relationships. She placed the letter on the kerosene lamp, and the bluish-black smoke rose, turning to ash on the ground.
Liu Yi, who lived at the east end of the village, quietly hid behind a big locust tree, holding a stick in her hand, intending to knock Lu Qingyan unconscious when she arrived. Unfortunately, she waited all night, but Lu Qingyan never came over.
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