"Mom, I'm afraid!" The big girl's chicken coop-like little head kept sticking into Han Xiu's arms, and two dirty little hands pulled her mother's clothes tightly.
"What the girl is afraid of, call me Uncle!" Han Xiu wanted to get over the child's thin body, but the girl did not dare to look up at "Zhao Huapen". Even Han Xiu is like beating a drum, can't you be afraid? This man looks too scary. The mother and daughter are like two little house finches, falling at the feet of the evil dog, dumbfounded and wondering what to do.
"Then, what, your wife, rest first, I'll go out to buy some food", he flees like a criminal, as if ugliness is the worst sin, he knows that the mothers have to adapt a little bit to their ugly face.
Zhao Huapen knows that his appearance scares them, let alone them. Sometimes he passes through the closet in the middle of the night when he urinates and is scared by himself in the mirror. What a human face! It is clearly the monsters in Journey to the West.
Zhao Huapen was not ugly when he was born. He was also a very lovable child before the age of five. If it hadn't been for the fire, he would have had a family and a baby. In the autumn of the five-year-old, Zhao Huapen was locked at home by his parents. They went to the field to collect soybeans, but he didn't return at noon, and he was so hungry that he screamed, so he started cooking with the fire like his mother. Because the door of the stove pit was not cleaned, he went into the house to read Journey to the West, and he didn't expect the flames in the stove pit to spread to the pile of firewood. When he found out, the kitchen was already surrounded by smoke and fire. He was scared and silly, crying! But at this time, all the adults in the village were harvesting crops in the fields, and the rest of the family were old people and children.
The fire was getting bigger and bigger, Zhao Huapen ran into the house like a headless fly, and finally fainted by the heavy smoke. When he woke up, he was already lying in the hospital with severe facial burns and three grasses in the house. The room was also burned to the point that only wall stompings and a few girders were left.
After experiencing heart-shaking pain, Zhao Huapen took his life back, but his face was useless. The eye calluses turned out to leave bleeding red flesh, only one nostril was left, and the mouth was crooked. As long as the five-year-old is not in pain, he will be more happy. Zhao Huapen even feels that his face is like a monster, and he is a little bit contented, so he doesn’t need makeup to play games.But the parents looked at the dilapidated home, and the ugly son was dead.
Zhao Huapen only knew that when he grew up, everyone was terrified and disgusted with this face. The family was already poor and ugly. No one gave it to a daughter-in-law, when he was in his 30s, he was still a bachelor. He and his parents burned flower pots in a simple hand workshop. People have forgotten his real name, so they called him "Zhao Huapen." He also thought about his favorite name, he was burned like this ghost, do you care about another name?
One day, he had just packed the flower pots out of the kiln one by one. Li Dahui strode towards him in the front yard and shouted excitedly: "Flower pots, great things!"
"Brother, what can I do as an old bachelor".
"It's a good thing, do you know Han Xiu in our brigade? Just the white and tender woman, the one whose brother is contracting the project in the field." Li Dahui lowered his throat.
"I know, what's the matter?" Zhao Huapen is still somewhat impressed. When Han Xiu was a child, she caught and clams in front of her mother. The whole brigade was full of uproar. The pretty fair girl was blinded by one eye, and her mother almost didn't drink medicine because of this.
"Isn't Han Xiu married to a lame in Yaohe County, and gave birth to another girl. But this man said that he didn't want the two of them, so he said that Han Xiu was sick and his body smelled very bad."
"If you are sick, just treat it, if you don't want it, then don't. Do you count as a man?" Zhao Huapen was a little angry.
"Isn't it? The old Han family said, whoever can cure Han Xiu’s disease should be a wife for someone. You try, then Han Xiu is not only blind, but honest and capable. The figure is good, and the skin is white and tender." Li Dahui lobbied vigorously.
"People can't dislike me, I'm not a human, a ghost is not a ghost." Zhao Huapen was a little tempted, he was also a man, I don't know how envious it is to look at other people's wives and children.
"I'll ask you, I will go ahead." Li Dahui said, patting his chest.
only half a day later,Li Dahui sent a message, as long as Han Xiu's disease can be cured, no matter who it is, it will do. Zhao Huapen's silent heart has ripples unexpectedly. He really has some savings over the years. He ran to the next room and took out a small cloth bag with three layers inside and three layers from a black jar. There was neatly packed money inside, no more, no more than 5,000. Piece. He proudly handed it to Li Hui: "Brother, you can send this money to Han Xiu, so that she can treat the illness with peace of mind, and I will trade it if it is not enough."
"Brother, my dear man, it's bright enough." Li Dahui thumbs up.
Han Xiu didn’t expect someone to be herself so soon. In the past few years, she had tortured herself with this strange disease. Since she gave birth to a big girl, her body stinks every day. At first she could only smell it. The lame husband, then everyone around you can smell it. It smelled a bit like rotten fish, which was nauseating.
Later, the lame husband disliked her more and more, often punching and kicking her, and once used a stove hook to plan her. Finally they drove them out, and the door was changed with a new lock. He knew it well, anyway, he didn't get the certificate for fear of being a hairy.
Han Xiu took her daughter back to her family's home. His parents didn't say anything, but the brothers and daughters-in-law pinched their noses and beat them every day. Han Xiuniang did not know how many times she cried secretly before she thought of the next move.
"Oh, the money is here, then you still don't take the child, don't you pay the money and deliver the goods?" The brother and daughter-in-law couldn't help Han Xiu get out.
"Then you can't go right away!" Han Xiu whispered.
"Then you are still waiting for the eight big sedan chairs to carry you! Don't you know who you are?"
"You! You...". Han Xiu was trembling with anger.
"You, what are you? This has a place to eat, and I still don't leave, who is disgusting!" The brothers and daughters-in-law said more and more unpleasantly.
Han Xiu got angry, picked up big girl and ran out. Her mother wiped her tears and chased for a few steps, but was pulled back by Han Xiu's father. Han Xiu knew that when he left, the family died out. The water thrown out by the married daughter, besides, she became "smelly water."
Han Xiu shed tears all the way to Zhao Huapen's house, which scared him enough, so he took the money away , The back footer came.
He carefully let Han Xiuniang into the house,"This room is too messy, and there is no place to get your feet, you two, be careful." He wanted to smile, but his burned skin was tearing like a tear, and the tangled flesh would no longer laugh.
Zhao Huapen went to the county to buy two catties of peach crisps, a small piece of pork, and a few apples. When he entered the village, it was dark, and his lamp turned on. When I went home before, the room was always dark, but this time there was an orange light waiting for him. Zhao Huapen's heart was hot, and a tear slipped across his uneven cheeks.
He couldn't help speeding up...
(to be continued)
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