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The sun was just right, and even the cold white snow was dyed a warm golden yellow. An old locust tree in the yard stretched its vicissitudes branches in the chill all around. There are strands of rime hanging from time to time.

The sun had just risen to mid-air, like a newly married young woman exuding a shy but gorgeous color.She unreservedly showed her charm to this ice and snow land. The rime on the branches did not melt into water vapor under the direct sunlight of orange red, but refracted a dazzling halo like a rare treasure.

It snowed heavily last night, and the thick, white snow on the ground absorbed all the noise, making the whole space appear pure and peaceful.

Such a quiet and white snow country scenery is extremely beautiful, but at this moment the little boy standing under the pagoda tree, squatting on horseback and practicing boxing, seems not to enjoy the scene leisurely. He is about ten years old, holding his small fist in the pagoda tree. The trunk of the locust tree was hit, and the cotton cushion used as a cushion on the trunk of the locust tree was broken, and the yellowed cotton scum was exposed to the air, and with each blow the boy raised a burst of fine golden dust .

"Ahei! Ahei! Ahei!"

The boy was so excited by the dust that he couldn't bear it anymore. He had to stop what he was doing and sneezed several times. The sound echoed in the empty yard for a long time. With a cry of alarm, they fluttered away with flapping wings, and went to search for a new quiet land together.

"Energetic? But did you catch a cold?"

Liang Jiangshi, who was sitting at the door of the main room mending his son's worn-out trousers, put down his work and looked up, calling out his son's nickname softly.

Liang Jiangshi has just turned [-] after Chinese New Year. Her skin is very fair, her nose is straight and her cheekbones are high, her eye sockets are sunken, and her eyes and hair are black but curly. She looks different from ordinary women.Her waist is not as slender as other women, and her hands are broad and rough but delicately hold the needle and thread.

Liang Jiangshi is not a beautiful woman, but when she becomes a mother at her age, even if a woman is ugly with squinting eyes and mouth, she will naturally have an indescribable beauty.

The boy named Jin'er heard Liang Jiangshi calling him, so he raised his head, showed a mouthful of neat white teeth to his mother, and said to Liang Jiangshi:

"It's okay! Mom, I'm not cold."

He walked up to Liang Jiangshi as he said so, and wiped the sweat from his forehead. The sweat inadvertently stained the small wound on the back of his hand from boxing practice. The boy bared his teeth and wanted to put his hands behind his back, but Liang Jiang grabbed it.

Liang Jiangshi wiped his son's hands with a damp cloth in distress, and couldn't help complaining:

"It's all your father's fault, he insisted on letting you practice boxing."

The boy sat on the small stool and let his mother wipe his hands and face, while comforting Liang Jiangshi:

"Father said, I'll take me to the mountains to fight wolves after I've practiced boxing! After I beat the wolf mother, make me a wolf fur hat, okay?"

Liang Jiangshi rubbed the boy's face with a cloth towel a few times to wipe off the unknown stains on the boy's face, then patted his son's arm and said angrily:

"Beat wolves? I think wolves eat you pretty much. Don't listen to your father, you're going to go to the spring school, do you hear me? Mother, I just hope that after you know a few words, you will be able to go to the town to find an errand. Don't be like your father who went into the mountains for several days and didn't come back, I'm so worried."

The name of this place is Jiang’s. Because the village is close to the northern border, Tatars often come here with herds of cattle and sheep. They are visitors from the colder northern land. Both men and women are tall and handsome, with thick hair and chattering Tatar In the Tartar language, they wrap their whole bodies in sheepskin clothes, and the eyeballs in the eyes protruding from under the sheepskin hats are blue like monsters.

The climate in the extreme north is harsh, and the land of the Tatars is frozen all the year round, so they can’t grow food, so they exchange dry food and cloth with the people in northern Xinjiang with livestock and animal skins. Some Tatars are nostalgic for the warmer climate here than their hometown. Choose here Settled, married and had children.

Many Tatar bloodlines have been left in this land, and Liang Jiangshi is one of them. His father is both a hunter and a businessman. He brought animal skins and marijuana from the Tatar land He bought some real estate in Jiangjia Village and married a wife. However, not long after Liang Jiangshi was born, the Tatar man with the beard left a fortune and went back to the north. Never came back either.

Coming to Jiangjia Village may be the roughness brought out by the Tatars. Liang Jiangshi was taller than girls of the same age when she was a girl. In fact, she is not ugly, but her broad frame makes her always seem to deviate from the general aesthetics. After all, men always like weak women. Most of Liang Jiangshi's female companions when she was young were married before Jiji. Liang Jiangshi, the daughter of a Tatar, never saw a matchmaker come to her house until she was eighteen.

Just when Liang Jiangshi, who was not yet married, almost gave up the idea of ​​getting married and decided to stay alone with his old mother until she died alone, Liang Changhu came to propose marriage.

Speaking of this Liang Changhu, no one knows where he came from, and he won't tell anyone who asks him. This man is about [-] years old, speaks with a southern accent, but is very tall. He is a good hunter. Come on. After only half a year in Jiangjia Village, he saved up his savings, and because he was an outsider, he built a small courtyard near the village.

Liang Changhu has always been an outsider with no support and no family property. It is still not easy to get married. This matter has spread to the ears of Liang Jiang's old mother. Liang Jiang's old mother has been widowed for many years. Hard work, she couldn't bear her daughter being alone after a hundred years, so she asked someone, Liang Changhu was older, but he was reliable, so she decided to find someone to go to Liang Changhu's house as a matchmaker.

Thinking of this, Liang Jiangshi's face couldn't help but feel hot. She will never forget the day when she saw Jin'er's father for the first time. She wore a new jacket that Liang Jiangshi's mother sold for an acre. One of the few dowries that Shuitian bought for Liang Jiangshi, but he didn't expect the weather to warm up so quickly. When he put on new clothes, he realized that the season for wearing cotton jackets was over, but Liang Jiangshi didn't wear this one, could it be Wear patched clothes and see Liang Changhu who came to propose marriage?

She was anxiously wearing a new jacket and sitting upright on the kang, buttoning the cotton jacket to the top button, until the man walked in behind the matchmaker, Liang Jiangshi only gave Liang Changhu a look and immediately lowered her head, she Her face seemed to be on fire, and she had no impression of what the man looked like. She only remembered Liang Changhu's thick eyebrows and a pair of extremely bright eyes under the eyebrows. In her heart, it was like a spring rain after lightning and thunder, nourishing Liang Jiangshi's long-dried heart.

The life after marriage is even sweeter than Liang Jiangshi imagined. Liang Changhu did not dislike Liang Jiangshi for not binding his feet, nor complained that his wife was not enough to be a little bird. On the contrary, he loved his wife who was 15 years younger than him. Liang Jiang The kind of meticulousness unique to Liang Changhu enjoyed by the family is something rough men in the north can't learn. This is really the envy of other women in Jiangjia Village.

In the second year after their marriage, Liang Jiangshi gave birth to a chubby boy. Liang Changhu had a middle-aged son. Overjoyed, he named his son Liang Jin, nicknamed Jiner. As the son grew up, the family of three The little days are peaceful and joyful.

Thinking back to this point, Liang Jiangshi's eyes were filled with tenderness. She wanted to touch her son's head when she saw that Liang Jin was like a pup with his ears up, and yelled happily:

"My father is back!"

Saying "bao", he jumped up from the stool and ran towards the gate of the courtyard. Liang Jiangshi also showed joy on his face, brushing his temples and following to the gate of the small courtyard.

Liang Changhu is a hunter, and the place is not close to the mountains, so every time he is away from home, he will return home after two to three days or ten days, and he has never returned empty-handed every time he comes back, but this time Liang Changhu's back The thing in the back basket was neither roe deer nor hare, but it was actually a big living person.

Liang Changhu didn't say anything, and as soon as he entered the house, he carefully carried the basket into the room, put it down and lifted the quilt covering his head. Liang Jin was surprised to see Liang Changhu carried a child about Liang Jin's age from the basket and put it on the kang. road:

"Father, who is he?"

Liang Changhu was still unexpectedly silent. Liang Jiangshi saw the child blushing abnormally at a glance, touched the child's face on the bed, touched the child's forehead, and exclaimed:

"It's terrible, don't burn out your brain!"

Speaking of Liang Jiangshi, who had no time to ask about the child's origin, he wanted to take the child to the village doctor, but Liang Changhu stopped Liang Jiangshi, frowned and said:

"No!"

Liang Jiangshi said inexplicably:

"Why are you stopping me?"

Liang Changhu was also anxious, and whispered to Liang Jiangshi:

"Someone outside the village is arresting him! If someone finds this place, let alone this baby, even we will not be able to protect ourselves!"

Liang Jiangshi's face turned pale, and he covered his mouth and said:

"Then you still..."

Liang Changhu squeezed Liang Jiangshi's hand and comforted him:

"It's okay, I'll go to the village doctor and tell me that we're sick and get some medicine, and you can take care of it first."

Liang Jiangshi's hands trembled a little, she couldn't bear to see the child on the bed who was about the same size as her own son but her face was flushed red, after all she couldn't bear it, she pinched the corner of the quilt for the child, and finally nodded to Liang Changhu as if she made up her mind:

"Father, go and come back!"

Liang Changhu heaved a sigh of relief. The husband and wife had been together for more than ten years. He knew that his wife no longer objected to this matter, so he immediately left in a hurry with his money.

The cloth towel that was just used to wipe Liang Jin's face was soaked in cold water by Liang Jiangshi, wrung out and applied on the forehead of the child on the bed. Liang Jin, who was ignored by his parents, sat on the kang and looked at the child on the bed curiously.

I saw that the child on the bed was a little thin, and the thick eyelashes trembled like a butterfly with drooping wings, casting shadows on the child's red face with moisture, small nose and small mouth, lips so dry that the white skin was cracked mouth.

It must be painful!Liang Jin couldn't help baring his teeth in empathy.

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[Liang Changhu carried Jing Biguo out of the basket]

Liang Jin: Dad!What a big rabbit!

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