Cui Shengli was no longer surprised by the fact that someone entered Widow He's house. Although he didn't see clearly who it was, it did not stop him from being extremely curious.
Then he nimbly climbed to the back of the house and found Widow He's room as if he was familiar with the place. Then he squatted under the window with an excited look on his face, put his rifle on the ground, and listened to the movement inside while sticking to the wall.
After a while, Cui Shengli heard the dull thud of a heavy object hitting the bed and the woman's low moan of pain.
Before he could react, the sound of loud crashing and the creaking of the shaking wooden bed began to sound one after another.
The scene was so loud that both Cui Shengli, who was squatting under the window, and Zeng Shitou, who was sleeping next door, felt hot and uncomfortable.
"It's so annoying!" Zeng Shitou pulled up the quilt to cover his head in annoyance, but it still couldn't block out the familiar growl of the man next door.
I don’t know which woman is so incompetent that she can’t even control her own man and yet she has to rush into the bed of an older woman.
The sound became louder and louder, drilling into his ears without any hesitation. Zeng Shitou became even more irritated. He reached his hand through the gap in the quilt and pulled at the thin cotton inside.
Amid the sound of fierce slapping and Widow He's sobbing voice begging for mercy, Zeng Shitou finally pulled out two balls of cotton and stuffed them into his ears.
Although there were still faint sounds coming, the world was much quieter.
Ever since Dad left, I could hear a man's voice coming from Mom's room every now and then.
At first he was still young, he cried and made a fuss, and even rushed in to disturb the family, but after being slapped a few times by his mother, he became numb.
The older he gets, the less he cares about how many men his mother has slept with. As long as she is given delicious food, it's fine.
When thinking of delicious food, Zeng Shitou remembered that he had an appointment with Brother Feng to go to the county tomorrow. He must have money in his pocket, otherwise those pretty girls would definitely ignore him.
He has to make money, and a lot of money!
Pulling off the cotton and listening to the sound from next door gradually fading away, Zeng Shitou suddenly came up with an idea.
But before he could open the door and leave, the vicious man had already done enough and left with his pants pulled up.
"Waste! Don't you even bother to stay a little longer!" Zeng Shitou stared at the person next to him with resentment, without a trace of respect in his eyes.
Widow He had finally recovered her breath, but before she could put on her clothes, there was a knock outside the window.
Then a familiar male voice whispered through the window paper, "Let me in."
"Five pounds of corn grits." Widow He knew who was coming, so she didn't waste any words and immediately quoted the price.
"Add another pound of eggs and deliver them together tomorrow night." After listening in the corner for so long, Cui Shengli was getting impatient and thought he could come again tomorrow night.
"The bolt has been taken off, come in..." Before Widow He finished her words, Cui Shengli had already climbed through the window and jumped in impatiently.
He didn't even have time to take off his shirt, he just hurriedly untied his belt and started to tidy up without caring about anything else.
Who the hell is so cruel! When he saw the bruises all over his back, Cui Shengli was excited.
He didn't dare to be too presumptuous before, but now with the guidance of his seniors, he dared instantly, and began to pinch her soft flesh without any rules.
Knowing that the situation next door would not end soon, Zeng Shitou quietly opened the window and stuck his head out to look at the ground.
Sure enough, there was a semi-automatic rifle and a bulging bullet bag lying on the ground.
He climbed out of the window quietly, wrapped up his rifle and bullet bag, crawled back into the room, threw the things under the bed, and covered them with a wooden box.
After tossing and turning for most of the night, just when Zeng Shitou was about to fall asleep, the sound of a door opening was heard from the next room.
Zeng Shitou immediately turned over and stood up, pretending to be woken up, opened the door, and blocked Cui Shengli.
Seeing Cui Shengli's instantly flustered look, Zeng Shitou said nothing more, just spread out his palm and said, "One dollar."
"What?" Choi Seung-ri was shocked and looked at him in disbelief.
"You want to work for you for free? If you don't have money, I'll tell my sister-in-law." Zeng Shitou took out a cigarette from his pocket, took out a match to light it, and smoked slowly.
"One dollar, you think you are a virgin!" Cui Shengli looked at the arrogant Zeng Shitou and was so angry!
Could it be that this was a deliberate trap for him? Did the man see that he was alone and set up this trap?
"You want to come again tonight? I'll collect the money in advance." Zeng Shitou's shamelessness shocked Cui Shengli so much that he couldn't utter a word.
He comes here at night? Is he a fool or a sucker? Would he dare to come here at night?
"Give it to me or not? If not, I'll go to your house and ask for it." Zeng Shitou glanced at him sideways.
Normally, these militiamen are so arrogant that they dare not take anyone seriously with just a rifle. Now that they are in his hands, they will definitely be beaten to a pulp.
"You're such a good guy, Zeng Shitou. Don't ask your Grandpa Cui for help in the future." Cui Shengli was so angry that he took out a dollar from his trouser pocket and threw it on the ground.
"Please? It's not certain who will be begging whom!" Thinking of the rifle and the pile of bullets under the bed, Zeng Shitou felt inexplicably excited.
"Widow He, your son is really something!" Cui Shengli had a cold face, pushed the door open in frustration, and strode away without looking back.
Widow He, who had been silent in the next room, only started to cry when she heard the footsteps going away.
Zeng Shitou glanced at the half-open door, stuffed the money into his pocket, and closed the door with a bang.
Widow He, who was crying hard, choked and held back her intermittent sobs.
He is her only child, and she will have to take care of her in her old age and see her to the end of her life, wearing mourning clothes and breaking pots.
In the past, when she was caught, she could act like a mother and beat him so hard that he dared not say anything outside. But now that she was caught, she could only pretend to be aggrieved and sad.
I want him to know that I do all this for him, because I want him to live a good life, and it is not for myself.
Unfortunately, the son is no longer under the control of his mother. It is obvious that he doesn't care about himself at all and even wants to make money by himself.
Zeng Shitou, who had received a dollar and rifle bullets, slept soundly. At dawn, he even walked out of the room refreshed and asked Widow He who was busy in the kitchen: "Is the meal ready? I'm hungry!"
"It will be there soon!" Widow He did not get the sympathy she wanted last night, so she tried to please him this morning.
"Hurry up, Brother Feng and I have an appointment to go to the county town, don't delay me." Zeng Shitou picked up the ladle and scooped half a ladle of water from the tank and drank it until he was full.
"Let's have corn grits porridge." Zeng Shitou curled his lips as he smelled the aroma wafting from the kitchen. "Make me a boiled egg."
"There are no eggs at home." Widow He's words did not win Zeng Shitou any sympathy. Instead, he said disdainfully, "Didn't two people come last night? The person in front didn't bring any eggs."
"No." Widow He felt a chill in her heart when she heard this.
"There's no egg, and you're still shouting so loudly." Zeng Shitou glared at her and said unhappily, "It's unpalatable. Let's go!"
When Zeng Shitou left in the morning light and decided to go to the commune's state-owned restaurant to eat two big meat buns, Yan Mingli was walking on the path carrying an empty bucket.
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