Chapter 05 Chapter 5
Who is Jia Xiang?
Jia Yourui didn't remember the name, and the urgent knock on the door also made her panic. She didn't dare to open the door rashly.
Jia Xiang outside the door paused, cursing in her heart that this little girl really turned her face away from him. The day before yesterday, she touched his hands and back (through clothes), but today she acted as if she didn't know him.
Hey, she pretended quite well.
He looked around to make sure there was no one around.
Jia Xiang put his face against the crack of the door and said in a low and flattering voice: "Xiao Rui, it's me."
Jia Yourui felt a chill in her heart, and she probably understood the intention of the person outside the door.
What kind of person did she invite? This is it.
Jia Yourui silently complained about herself in her heart and felt remorse for her decadence in her previous life.
"Go back." Jia Yourui said mercilessly: "Don't come to see me."
After saying that, she turned around and left, ignoring Jia Xiang who was scratching her ears and cheeks outside the door, jumping anxiously.
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Jia Xiang didn't understand why, thinking that Jia Yourui was angry again. After all, this girl's mood is really unpredictable. When she likes you, she smiles at you, but suddenly she doesn't even bother to look at you without any warning. The degree of difficulty in serving her is comparable to her beauty.
Thinking of that evil face and the hands as smooth as tofu, Jia Xiang touched it, and suddenly felt energetic, and knocked on the door faster.
"Xiao Rui, what's wrong? Are you unhappy?"
"Xiao Rui, open the door first, and tell me what you want to say."
"Xiao Rui, did I make you unhappy? I was wrong, I was really wrong, please let me see you."
"Xiao Rui?"
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Jia Xiang didn't know that Jia Yourui had already entered the house, and the only thing that could respond to him was the air.
After all, it was daytime, and although this place was relatively remote, people from the village could pass by at any time.
Jia Xiang had no choice but to say in a low voice: "Xiao Rui, I'll come to see you next time." Then he ran away in shame on the path.
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Maybe it was really a retribution for having a guilty conscience and doing something bad, Jia Xiang actually ran into a group of people while running on the road.
They all held a bottle of insecticide in their hands, which was the goods that the store had just received today. Walking behind the crowd was Jia Guoye.
Jia Xiang slowed down his pace with a guilty conscience and pretended to be calm and greeted: "Everyone is busy."
Although he did not take Jia Guoye seriously, he felt guilty for doing something like messing with someone's wife, and he did not dare to look at Jia Guoye.
Some of the smart people present looked at Jia Xiang's expression, and then thought about the direction he ran from, and suddenly understood in their hearts.
"You are also hard-working, Jia Xiang."
Someone teased him teasingly, and someone secretly glanced at Jia Guoye.
Jia Guoye looked calm, felt the scrutiny, and glanced at him impatiently.
The sharp eyes, coupled with the large, rugged, and uneasy red scars on his face, were extremely intimidating. The man immediately withdrew his gaze in dismay, not daring to look again.
Humph, the most exquisite flowers were stuck in cow dung. What's so arrogant about an ugly cripple? He can't even control his wife.
The man silently complained in his heart.
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Jia Guoye carried a hoe and walked into his own vegetable garden. The small vegetable garden was tidy and clean by him, and the vegetable plots were neat.
He walked to the corner, put down the pesticide, picked up the amaranth seeds that he had just put aside, and began to dig holes for sowing.
Jia Guoye was a little absent-minded. It was difficult for him not to think about what happened this afternoon.
Xiao Rui's attitude towards him was not bad, she just ignored him completely. She only had dinner with him occasionally, and they didn't talk much at ordinary times, let alone any close contact. She had been married for half a year, and they hadn't even touched hands. But today at noon, she actually hugged him.
Recalling the feeling at that time, Jia Guoye was still confused and hadn't come back to his senses.
Jia Guoye knew that he was not worthy of her, and he didn't complain at all. He ignored the rumors about Xiao Rui outside if they didn't reach his ears, and pretended not to know if they reached his ears. It was good enough to live like this. He has always been a contented person and would not ask for too much.
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After bending over for a long time, he felt a little sore in his waist and back.
Jia Guoye put down the hoe and sat aside to rest.
He lit a cigarette, and the past came to his mind along with the curling smoke.
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Six years ago, he was fifteen years old.
Xijia Village, as the name suggests, is on the west side of the river, separated from their village by a river.
That year, his elder brother was clamoring to get married at home, and the family spent all their savings to raise a dowry for him. His younger sister was in middle school and was asking for tuition.
The atmosphere at home was always tense. His younger sister was crying, his elder brother was making a fuss, his father and mother were arguing, and his mother was clamoring that life was unbearable. He was like a transparent person at home, and all the silence in the house was given to him.
One day, he came home from work and found that his father and brother, who had finished work earlier than him, were eating a small dish of rabbit meat and drinking.
He caught that rabbit in the mountains yesterday.
His mother was sweeping the ground and his younger sister was washing dishes. It seemed that they had finished their meal.
When his mother saw him coming in, she said, "I've left your meal in the cupboard. Sweep the floor after you finish your meal." Then she put down her broom and went into the house to rest.
He put down his farm tools and opened the cupboard. In a small bowl, there was half a cold sweet potato and a few chopsticks of cabbage.
In fact, this didn't surprise him. He also knew about more outrageous things, such as other people in the family secretly eating without his knowledge.
Jia Guoye thought he had become numb, but he couldn't help it that day.
Maybe he was too hungry because he was still growing and working all day, or maybe even a clay man has a temper. He threw the bowl to the ground and walked away with a sharp scolding and cursing.
"You bastard, I'm giving you face?"
"I'm kind enough to leave you food, who are you showing your displeasure to?"
"If you don't want to eat, don't eat! Do you think someone will coax you?"
"Come back and sweep the floor for me. Who will clean up for you?"
"Get out and don't come back!"
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He wandered around aimlessly, just wanting to get away from this cold and disgusting place.
He crossed the bridge and walked across the grass. The autumn wind made his depressed mood even more melancholy. Anyone who saw him on the road would take a few more glances at this strange face.
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As he walked, Jia Guoye saw a big tree.
He rubbed his hands twice, and with a little effort, he climbed up with his flexible body.
Sitting on a high branch, he saw people bending over to work, saw the black smoke rising and disappearing, saw the leisurely dogs and chickens, saw the dried vegetables and clothes drying in other people's yards...
He lowered his head and saw a girl.
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Jia Guoye heard that there was a very beautiful girl in Xijia Village, who was spoiled by her family.
Compared with other people of the same age who were curious about the girl and even formed groups to spy on her, he was very different.
Jia Guoye worked every day and didn't care about any girl. No matter how beautiful she was, how beautiful could she be? She was just a little whiter and had bigger eyes. He sneered at those exaggerated descriptions.