After Meng Siniang woke up from the kang and saw the sleeping eldest sister and second baby, what else could she not understand?
She sat on the bed and took a few deep breaths.
Then he got up under the moonlight and walked a few steps outside without waking the child on the bed.
Sun Aniu sat in the yard.
On a sunny summer night, the bright moon is in the sky, and the night sky is clear and clear.
The dry air had no movement of wind.
Meng Siniang walked out of the room, looked at her man, and said nothing for a long time.
Sun Aniu's reticence back then was not an illusion. After so many years of marriage, Meng Siniang always talked a lot, and Sun Aniu listened quietly.
Now, Sun Aniu was speechless.
The two of them sat in silence in the yard for a long time.
Then Meng Siniang stood up and said,
"I'm going to heat up the soup. It's too hot. If it's not hot, it might spoil."
< p> "It's a pity if it breaks."Sun Aniu just nodded.
He just talks less, not without emotion.
I don’t know what words to use to express my feelings.
What was mixed in my heart at this moment was relief, or feeling ashamed of my wife.
Meng Siniang returned to the stove alone.
She seemed to have given up on herself and accepted the terrible secret that she could not tell.
But beside the stove, Meng Siniang saw a pair of shoes.
After the drought, there was a shortage of food, and everyone was tight-lipped and had no money left to buy any clothes or shoes.
So Meng Siniang took apart a small coat of hers and made a pair of shoes for each of the three children.
It was her own fabric for clothes and her own needlework, how could she not recognize it.
Meng Siniang stretched out her hand to pick up the shoes in a daze, and finally couldn't help hiding her face and burst into tears.
These small shoes seemed to cruelly tear away the disguise, revealing the truth that Meng Siniang tried to pretend she could not see.
Her baby died.
Her child was killed by her husband.
It turned into the little remaining condensed broth that is now in the pot.
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In an environment like the village where food is not sufficient, the small cabinets next to the stoves that store valuable materials such as oil and salt are usually locked.
The key to the cupboard lock is usually in the hands of the hostess.
It’s just that there is a famine now and everyone has no food, so there is no oil or salt in the cabinet next to the stove.
But the cabinet next to the Sun family stove was still locked.
That was earlier, when the family situation is good, sometimes there will be mice in the house.
Meng Siniang spent three copper coins to buy rat poison from the salesman.
On weekdays, I was afraid that the children would eat by mistake when they were greedy, so I locked them in the cupboard.
The drought is so bad now that even the rats, not to mention humans, are dying, so the rat poison in this cupboard has not been used for a long time.
On this terrible night that no one knew about, Meng Siniang took out the key and opened the cupboard again.
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"My lord, do you want some soup?"
Meng Siniang's eyes were lifeless, staring straight at Lu Yi .
Lu Yi felt something was wrong and took a step back.
"No, eldest sister, I have to go to the next house to inform you. There is little food now, so you can keep it for yourself."
But Meng Siniang refused to let him go. , a hand as dry as a branch suddenly grabbed Lu Yi's arm.
Lu Yi felt bad.
But a literati who has been studying since he was a child can't get away from a farm girl who has been doing hard work in the fields since she was a child.
Even if she was so hungry that she almost died of hunger.
But Meng Siniang still stared at Lu Yi, and repeated again,
"My lord, please drink some soup."
Lu Yi tried hard to pull his arm out, but those seemingly skinny hands had amazing strength and grabbed Lu Yi like iron pliers.
"Sister, I won't drink anymore, please let go first."
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Lu Yi knows that under suffering, people's emotions will go to paranoia and extremes. So I'm not angry, I'm still trying to persuade him.
Meng Siniang seemed stunned, grabbed Lu Yi's arm and dragged her to the kitchen.
"You drink, you drink."
He kept mumbling.
Lu Yi naturally refused and struggled on the spot.
While the two were fighting in the yard, the clerk finished the meeting with the village chief and came to look for Lu Yi.
My lord has warned me to be more careful.
The Holy Emperor asked this Wenquxing to come to the disaster relief because he wanted him to accumulate some achievements and experience, not to delegate.
You have to be careful, don't let the victims touch the Tanhualang.
The clerk who hurried over followed the sound and came to Sun's house.
Then he saw a woman who looked like a mad woman, dragging Lu Yi towards the house.
The petty officer was so frightened that he quickly stepped forward and separated the two people.
"Sun A Niu's family, you are crazy, why are you trying to drag the official!"
The clerk turned aroundHe cursed angrily.
Meng Siniang sat on the ground while being pushed, her eyes still staring blankly.
It doesn’t look normal.
She just sat on the ground, mumbling like she was possessed.
"Crazy, crazy..."
"Master official..."
"Disaster relief food..."
This Sitting on the ground, the peasant woman looked a little crazy. It seemed that her entire body had been drained of water, so dry that she was almost turning into a mummy.
But suddenly she shed tears.
Tears flowed down the face with deep dry ravines, and soon evaporated.
The water stains disappeared on the cheeks.
"Relief food, disaster relief food would be better if it arrived one day earlier."
"As long as it arrives one day earlier, it would be better if it arrived one day earlier."
Meng Si My mother said these two sentences confusedly.
Back and forth, they just kept saying "disaster relief food" and "one day early".
Seeing that she did not continue to pull him away and that the clerk had arrived, Lu Yi became a little bolder and walked towards the kitchen.
This is the direction Meng Siniang dragged Lu Yi to just now.
Before Lu Yi entered the door, he saw someone's legs lying on the ground outside the kitchen door.
In line with the "one day earlier" that Meng Siniang had been repeating just now, she only felt worse.
Walking further inside, I saw a middle-aged man lying on his back on the ground.
It’s not that Lu Yi thought he would starve to death.
Although the man on the ground looked haggard and looked like he had been hungry for a long time, he did not starve to death.
The man's face was blue and purple, his eyes were wide open, and there was foamy vomit at the corner of his mouth.
It looks like he was poisoned.
Just when Lu Yi felt a little confused, the clerk suddenly shouted from behind,
"Hey, sister-in-law, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me. !"
Lu Yi turned around suddenly and saw Meng Siniang, who was so full of energy just now that she could even drag herself away.
She had fallen to the ground and was twitching.
p>There was also foam overflowing from the corner of the mouth.
It looked so similar to the body of the man in the kitchen.
Lu Yi stepped forward in a sprint.
He didn't know how to detoxify, but he was a little helpless and knelt on the ground to support her.
Even if he knows how to detoxify, judging from the appearance of the village woman, it may be too late.
Meng Siniang was twitching on the ground, with a convulsive rattling sound coming from her throat.
"One day earlier... it would have been better."
"Morning..."
Meng SiniangJust like that, he died in Lu Yi's arms with resentment and unwillingness.