prisoner in the door

Chapter 13: Chapter 13: "Red Jujube Village"

Seeing Mo Zhenzhen turning her head, she stepped forward in small steps, and when she reached the front and back, her kind and delicate face wrinkled.

"How did you get into this? Did you get bullied?"

The little woman was too enthusiastic and Mo Zhenzhen seemed a little 'overwhelmed'.

Mo Zhenzhen silently took two steps back, lowered her head and hesitated before speaking timidly.

"At home, the wall of the house fell down, I dug some yellow mud and came back..."

Before Mo Zhenzhen could finish speaking, the little woman clapped her hands and spoke anxiously as if she just remembered this matter.

"Oh, look at me, I forgot about this. The wall of your house is down, can you finish it by yourself? When can you finish it with a little girl? Don't bother, I'll let my guy Help you do it, it will be done in a while!"

The little woman was so enthusiastic that she hurried away with the basket on her shoulders without waiting for Mo Zhenzhen's reaction.

After Mo Zhenzhen hesitated for a while, she went home first.

It was only when she went to the kitchen to hide the two paper bags in the basket that there was movement outside the yard.

She poked her head out of the kitchen and saw the little woman running towards her with a basket, and behind her were two dark men carrying poles.

The little woman stood on the edge of the broken wall of Mo Zhenzhen's house and gestured to the two dark men. She spoke very fast and instructed them to get the loess quickly, and it would be dark in the next day!
The two dark men were not angry when they were instructed, they both grinned and responded to the little woman's words, while carrying their shoulder poles to the river.

After the two men left, the little woman stepped over the broken wall and came to Mo Zhenzhen with small steps.

"Oh, you child, why don't you change your clothes when you come back? You are comfortable in these dirty clothes."

The little woman was very familiar with herself, and when she came to Mo Zhenzhen, she stretched out her hand and pushed the kitchen door a little wider, and then stepped into the kitchen with her little foot.

"Oh, this kitchen..." The little woman glanced at the kitchen with only one big iron pot, but couldn't find a suitable adjective for a long time.

She walked to the iron pot without saying a word, raised her hand and lifted the lid of the iron pot. The leftover 'wild vegetable soup' that Mo Zhenzhen ate before was still inside.

The word "dislike" was clearly written on the face of the little woman, and then she put the lid on the iron pot, and then put the basket on her wrist on the dilapidated stove, and lifted the lid on it. Cloth took things out.

"You live this day, and this is too good."

In the little woman's basket were three white face masks, four or five eggs, and a strip of boiled meat.

Mo Zhenzhen's sharp eyes also saw the white candles, paper money and incense inside, and she knew what these things were right away.

And while the little woman was digging out something, she was also thinking about it.

"I originally wanted to visit my sister. Today is her death day, so I still think about her. But you have been like this these days, so I won't take these things. You Don't dislike it as a sacrifice, it's a good thing, and don't be so stupid thinking about your father, mother, and your heartless brother, seeing that you're so skinny that you're so skinny, your family still doesn't care. Wanting to exchange you for money is really heartbreaking..." The little woman suddenly shut up when she said this, thinking that she knew that she had made a slip of the tongue, and she shouldn't have said what the family said in front of Li Azhen.

But there is something to say, this little woman really can't vomit.

So after struggling for two seconds, she spoke to Mo Zhenzhen again.

"Don't blame your aunt for talking too much. What age is this? Your parents still want to arrange a marriage for you! Although our Hongzao Village is poor, we still have a lot of college students. We are also sensible. So don't be too obedient. Your parents, if they want money, let them marry. Speaking of which, your mother is only five or six years older than that old bachelor, if she really treasures her son, why doesn't she marry herself!"

The more the little woman said, the more unreliable she became. Mo Zhenzhen didn't refute, she just lowered her head and listened, but she could clearly feel her resistance.

The little woman shut her mouth quickly after she said this casually.

She is the kind of person who can't control her mouth. She is not a bad person, but she has a quick mouth.

After hesitating for a while, the little woman smiled at Mo Zhenzhen, and then spoke slowly.

"Ah Zhen, go and change your clothes. Don't worry, the fence can be repaired today, and my aunt has to leave beforehand."

The little woman came in a hurry and left in a hurry.

Mo Zhenzhen looked around at the food on the stove, and after thinking about it, she packed the food, closed the kitchen door, and left with the basket.

Mo Zhenzhen walked along the village road to the ancestral hall with a basket on her shoulders, observing her surroundings as she walked.

The village was quiet before, but now there are many people.

Some sat in the yard choosing vegetables, some chatted across the wall, and some sat in the shade to enjoy the cool.

These people were very friendly when they saw Mo Zhenzhen, some would greet her directly and ask her where she was going, some would give her something, in short, they were all kind.

"Where are you going, kid? Why did you get covered in mud? Did someone bully you?"

An aunt was washing vegetables in the yard, and when she saw Mo Zhenzhen passing by, she called her to stop, but instead of washing the vegetables, she brought over two red tomatoes and a handful of cabbages.

The little cabbage was stuffed into the basket by this aunt, but she stuffed two tomatoes into Mo You's palm.

"Try these persimmons. This year's persimmons are growing well. They are very sweet and taste good... Where are you going? Are you going to worship?"

Mo Zhenzhen's big basket was uncovered, so everyone could see what was in it.

When she saw the white masked eggs and boiled meat, she immediately guessed what Mo Zhenzhen wanted to do.

Now the aunt looked at her with more pity.

"Good boy, I know you are suffering in your heart. Your parents are really not a thing... You can talk to your grandparents about this matter, and let their two elders beat your father to death in a dream!"

After saying this, the aunt wiped her wet hands on her clothes, and went into the house while wiping.

"Wait, it's impossible to go to the grave without incense, you wait for your aunt to get it for you!"

The aunt went into the house and came out with a small bundle of incense, two white candles and a stack of gold paper for folding gold ingots.

My aunt stuffed things into Mo Zhenzhen's basket, and told Mo Zhenzhen after stuffing them.

"Worshiping ancestors requires sincerity, but you can't rely on your ancestors for everything. Some things have to be done by yourself. You are too soft, and your parents dare to bully you like this!"

Mo Zhenzhen said "thank you" in a low voice, and the aunt's expression became more sympathetic after hearing this.

Under such sympathetic gazes, Mo Zhenzhen continued to walk towards the cemetery.

(End of this chapter)