Chapter 2: 2

A/N: Her name was changed to Si Hongcang instead of Si Hong.

Si Hongcang was walking on the ridge and looking from a distance. A small green mountain backed her house. Sitting at the foot of the mountain, there was a colorful forest. Unlike the solidified green of the trees in spring, the intoxicating autumn colors are fluid and have no obvious color boundaries.

Like a jade belt, the Xiaoqing River sprang out from Xiaoli Mountain, first from north to south, turning a corner in front of her house and then flowing eastward.

If you ignore the poverty of that thatched hut, you will see a beautiful picture of the rich and fertile countryside in front of you!

Her house was at the foot of Xiaoli Mountain, a long way from the village to the east.

There were two adobe houses with thatched roofs, surrounded by a bamboo fence along the open space in front of the door; some sweet-scented osmanthus were planted among the bamboo branches, forming a small yard. This reminded her of the extremely beautiful description of "thatched eaves, earthen walls, hibiscus fences, and bamboo slats" that she had read in the book, but it was a man-made farmhouse. Her house was in a really poor state.

On the left side of the small yard near the kitchen is a small piece of a vegetable field planted with chrysanthemums, spinach, green garlic, shallots, etc. The color is green and green. Lentil racks are crawling all over the fence here, but the vine leaves are sparse and clearly about to go out of style.

On the right are the hut and firewood.

Behind the house is Xiaoli Mountain. The dense shrubs and various miscellaneous leaves have begun to turn yellow, some of which have turned red.

Under the eaves of the porch of the house, there were many corn cobs and strings of golden-yellow corn with attractive colors, which looked far more comfortable than eating.

It is backed by the mountains and faces the water in front. According to what Si Hongcang heard in her previous life, this is a treasure land of feng shui! But this house is so poor?

Tired and exhausted from the farm work, Si Hongcang looked at the shimmering waves in the sunset and ate half-cooked rice, but felt very happy. She thought to herself: It is pretty good to live like this; it is peaceful and relaxing.

After eating a large bowl of rice, she exhaled and wiped the sweat from the tip of her nose and forehead. She scooped up a bowl of big bone soup, grabbed the wild water bamboo shoots she found on the river bank, shelled them, boldly cut them into large pieces, and threw them into the rice soup. In the bowl of rice grains with a little oily sauce, She took a bite of the crispy and delicious water bamboo shoots, and drank the sweet big bone soup.

She is very grateful to the bear-like aunt and her family. It was only later that she learned that Auntie had no blood relationship with her predecessor but was merely a neighbor.

However, after seeing her appearance, she thought her predecessor's biological father must be a great beauty. She heard that the father and daughter are not the original residents of this village, but 12 years ago, the father of her predecessor had a big belly and settled here for the sake of the predecessor.

Moreover, her predecessor's father was literate. In this ancient society of women, a man who could read is said to be either a famous man or the son of a high-ranking official…

Si Hongcang thought that was none of her business. Besides, since both the father and daughter had died, isn't it the so-called people take the tea to cool off? There's no need to get to the bottom of it at all. Moreover, she just wanted to live a peaceful life.

The bear-like aunt has two daughters and one son. The eldest daughter, Gao Qianshu, who is seventeen this year, is married to the pregnant man Ah luan who brought them meals before. This would be the second child of Gao Qianshu and her husband. The second daughter, Gao Wanzhi, is fifteen years old. She has already decided on a marriage partner and will have her wedding next spring. The youngest son, Gao Fengxian, a twelve-and-a-half-year-old boy, just ran away shyly whenever he saw her blushing. Obviously a little kid, so precocious! Make her uncomfortable.

In fact, not only Gao Fengxian, but every man who saw her would be as shy as Gao Fengxian, either bowing his head to avoid her or would run away.

As a result, she, who was originally prone to male phobia, was healed unknowingly. Because the boy's family here is a hundred times shyer than her! Every time they would see her they would run away.

Si hongcang is doing well now in this new world. There was even an old trolley, which could be equipped with cattle and borrowed from the bear-like aunt, and staggered to the town down the mountain to take extra food and vegetables to the market. Life is also so-so, not enough to eat, but not starving to death.

To the east, the entire Yannan Village is shrouded in this glow, and the treetops and roofs are covered with a layer of magnificent colors. A small road emerges from the arc at the foot of Xiaoli Mountain in the west, winding and extending into the depths of Yannan Village. Trees in twos and threes are scattered along the road. Yannan Village at the end of the path has tall or short, new or old houses scattered in a patchwork, interspersed with a few tall ancient trees standing out from the middle of the house, overlooking the whole village.

To the north of the village, a large field is spread all the way to the East River, and the rice fields are full of green. The fields and the grass by the river are full of chamomiles in full bloom, which together with the villagers who got up early to work and the shepherd boys grazing by the river constitute a pleasant picture.

Yun Ruo looked up at the picturesque rural scenery, and then looked at the face reflected in Chenghu Lake, although he had seen it since he was a child. However, he still couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart-----The red birthmark, like being wounded by fire marks, spread all over his left cheek, making him an ugly man in the eyes of others!

Yun Ruo stood up, patted the blue and white floral trousers with patches on top of each other, stamped on the rag shoes with exposed toes, and let out a long breath.

You have to live, don’t you? Can’t feel sigh and feel sorry for yourself, no matter how much you hurt yourself, it won't help. What Xu Fumei said is not wrong, who would marry a man with an ugly face and go home as a husband? Yun Ruo couldn't help laughing at himself in his heart.

He slung the bamboo basket over his right shoulder, ready to go home.

When he turned around, he found that on the grass with chamomile blooming in front, an eleven or twelve-year-old girl, bent over, was farming with a hoe in her hand. She had her hair in a bun and was dressed in grey sackcloth with patches on her knees and elbows.

Yun Ruo knew her; she was the famous soft lady in the village who couldn't lift her hand and couldn't pick her shoulders— Si Hongcang, who looked like the man of the family.

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But since her father’s death, he didn’t expect her to pick up learn to hoe and plow the fields?! It should have been like this a long time ago. Otherwise, it wouldn't have caused her father to die of exhaustion, right?!

Yun Ruo was thinking while looking at Si Hongcang's back, and while she was farming, she seemed to feel a gaze staring at her from behind. So she stood up, turned around, and leaned on the hoe with both hands. At first glance, it turned out to be a boy who looked about eleven years old and had a fiery red birthmark on his left cheek.

She didn’t have to think to know that he was the ugly man in the villagers' mouths ------- Yun Ruo.

He was the first man in the village who wasn’t shy or pretentious when he saw her and was just natural.

In Si Hongcang’s eye, she didn’t think he was ugly. When she looked at him carefully, she felt that his facial features were beautiful and attractive. In addition, he has a pair of smart and beautiful eyes, and those eyes are clear and firm.

What was rare is she heard that he is not an introverted person who has low self-esteem and can only blame others but is assertive. This alone made Si Hongcang a good impression of him.

However, at this moment, Yun Ruozheng looked at Si Hongcang in surprise with his mouth wide open, obviously not expecting that she would suddenly get up and look back at him.

Si Hongcang looked at him quietly when she saw him staring at him with a surprised look. She thought he was scared? After watching him for a while, she felt it didn't seem good to look at people like this.

She wanted to say hello to him but couldn't. She didn't know him well and didn't know what to say to him. Smile, but if you smile like this, it will scare people even more! So, she had no choice but to turn around and continue tinkering with her crops.

Yun Ruo waited for Si Hongcang to turn her back to him; he felt something was wrong with his heart: Why did she not ignore him like usual when she saw him this time? But instead, she looked at him quietly with those clear eyes. He felt like a kitten's paws had scratched his heart.

Think this, he felt his face, and it was hot like fire, and he was shy while touching his cheeks!? Swallowing his saliva, he cursed secretly: Damn it! When did you feel shy around a woman?! So he turned around and left in a hurry.

After a while, Si Hongcang heard the faint footsteps behind her and then turned to look at the back of the ugly man, as the villagers liked to call him. And thought to herself: Isn't it just a birthmark on the left cheek that looks like a fire tattoo? Why does everyone think he is ugly? It's incomprehensible.

On a summer afternoon, a gleaming glow shone on Chenghu Lake.

She was harvesting dried long beans, fed up in the sun, emitting a lazy smell mixed with the green aroma of gourd flowers and the hypnotic buzz of bees.

Straightening her waist, the crest vertebrae made a sound of coffee. It's useless. With such little work, She wants to die. At the age of eleven or twelve, the girls in the village can run half a mile carrying water.

There is a well in her yard. Because of the previous fire, she saved up money for drilling under difficult circumstances and asked someone to drill a well in the yard. However, she collapsed after only a few dozen of steps. She knew it should be closer! But the biggest key is the water source, so she has to accommodate it.

This is the world of women, even if she bathes by the well. It's just that she still doesn't have the guts to shower in the yard. However, there is a Cheng Lake in the back mountain; for her who can swim, how can she not be moved to see such a beautiful, clear, and pollution-free lake?

Si Hongcang said to herself: Why don't you just go over and take a cool bath?

Thinking about it, she went into the house to get a few changes of clothes, covered the door, and marched towards Chenghu.

East Village-------

Xu Fumei was very entangled in her heart. Her family was poor, and she couldn't afford the bride price Yang Duoer's father wanted. Her father said that he wanted her to marry Yun Ruo, which was embarrassing!

Yun Ruo is a good boy, and Xu Fumei also knows it. It's just that face of his... Who wants to marry that?!

Xu Yun and her family did not start to discuss marriage -Yun Ruo still has a sister above who has yet to speak of marriage. It was just that Xu Fumei's father entrusted someone to Yang Duoer's house to propose marriage, but Yang Duoer's father actually asked for a dowry of twenty taels of silver.

Xu Fumei's father went home angrily and said to Xu Fumei, “What's so good about Yang Duoer?"If you want me to say, Yun Ruo is more gentle and virtuous. Although this face is not good-looking, he is a good man who cooks well and can live a good life. Can eaten be beautiful? ”

Xu Fumei, was suddenly anxious, "Dad, what are you talking about?" Yun Ruo is a good boy, but his face... If married, and I can't do it every day! ”

As a result, her voice became a little louder, so that the big horn father next door heard it, which means that the whole village heard it-------this big horn father is a typical big mouth!

Then, under the uproar of the whole village, Yun Ruo turned to Chenghu to find a hiding place.

 

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