Heroine’s Road to Becoming Scum: The fifty-third bowl of soup (1)

The fifty-third bowl of soup (1)

Early in the morning, not long after the thin mist in the air cleared, Xie Ze was standing at the door of his mud house with a simple bag on his back. He hasn't come back for a long time, it should be... It must have been five or six years. He hasn't come back since he came to this world. Now that he finally has time, he wants to come back and have a look. After all, for the host, this is the only place where is his home.

While Xie Ze was observing whether the roof was rotten, a question suddenly came from behind him: "...is it Xie San?"

Hearing the sound, Xie Ze turned his head away, quickly found the face and address in his heart aligned with the other party, and nodded: "Aunt Wang, it's me."

"Are you back?!" Aunt Wang asked in disbelief. "It's been so many years, and we thought you'd already—but just come back, just come back."

She looked at Xie Ze now in amazement, and she was completely different from five years ago. Five years ago, Xie Ze was thin and dark, with no strength in his body. He stopped studying when his parents died in his early years, and he couldn't grow crops by himself. In short, he was a very useless existence, and few in the village looked down on him. But now this Xie Ze has a tall and straight stature and a healthy bronzed skin. The most important thing is that his temperament is completely different from before, otherwise it would be easier to recognize him just by looking at his face.

Xie Ze smiled at Wang's aunt: "I'm back."

"Then... I'm back, do I have to leave?" Aunt Wang asked curiously, seeing that Xie Ze didn't mean to answer, and seeing that he was wearing only ordinary clothes, and the luggage on his back was also thin Thin and small, he cleared his throat embarrassedly, feeling that he had asked too much. If the family doesn't get along well, doesn't it hurt people? He hurriedly said: "Quick, go in and take a rest. Your house has not lived in for five years. It took a while to clean. My aunt went back and called Uncle Wang to help."

"Don't bother." Xie Ze declined her kindness. "I can do it myself."

After he finished speaking, he took a step forward. The wooden door was mottled and the locks were rusted. When I left, I took the key, but I don't know where I lost it. Xie Ze stretched out his hand at will, pulled the copper lock off, smiled at the stunned aunt of the Wang family, and stepped into the yard.

Although the house is a mud house, although there is nothing in the yard, although the whole house emits a musty smell... But it doesn't matter, he won't live here for long anyway.

The key to the door is gone, let alone the other rooms. Xie Ze rudely tore off all the locks, and then went into the house, the doors and windows were opened and the smell was scattered. Fortunately, the weather was good. Five years ago, Xie Ze was very poor again. There were not many things in the house. When he left, he took all the valuables with him. He moved the table, bed, and bench out, and washed it with well water first. After a while, it was exposed to the sun. The old clothes could no longer be worn. Xie Ze packed up the trash and threw it all away.

Of course the pots and pans have to be washed. After a while, he will be hungry, but unfortunately there is nothing to eat at home.

The uncle of the Wang family came back from the ground. He heard from his daughter-in-law that Xie San was back next door. He hurriedly came to have a look and warmly invited Xie Ze to come to their house for dinner at noon, but Xie Ze refused.

He is not a host, he never knows what rejection means, and he is even more delighted with the kindness of others. He doesn't need anyone to come into his life, besides, he doesn't want to accept anyone's love.

Seeing Xie Ze's refusal, Uncle Wang didn't force it. He patted him on the shoulder and said that although he hadn't seen him for many years, his personality had become a lot more angular.

In the afternoon, the uncle of the Wang family came to Xie Ze's house with a shovel and hoe, and he just wanted to help Xie Ze **** the ground. When Xie Ze left in the yard, the vegetables he planted were all rotten and gone, and the ground was turned over. Even if nothing was planted, it looked cleaner.

It was just like that, Xie Ze could finish it by himself in a quarter of an hour. He also saw that Uncle Wang didn't make a special trip to help him turn the ground, so he calmly waited for the other party to speak, anyway, he wouldn't speak first.

Not long after, Uncle Wang finally couldn't hold back: "Xie San, where have you been for the past five years?"

"Go south and north, go anywhere."

Uncle Wang nodded and didn't ask any more questions. The villagers basically knew that Xie San was back, and they all knew that Xie San didn't mix up, so he returned to the village and returned to his roots. Everyone doesn't say anything on the surface, but they are quite sighed in their hearts, so if you say that you should plant the land, then plant the land for a lifetime, don't think too much.

Xie Ze was going to go into the mountains after he had finished flipping through the ground. He didn't have much money on him. When he came back, he didn't bring anything except the thin suitcase. He came back lightly, not as good as when he left, at least it would He still has several hundred pennies on him.

He doesn't get close to anyone, not even the Wang family who have shown goodwill towards him. In fact, he doesn't know why the host still wants to come back to this village, what's the point? Here he has no relatives or friends, just a group of ignorant villagers.

It was early spring, when there was a lot of game in the mountains. Xie Ze killed a wild boar. The winter has just passed, and the wild boar is not fat, but the money sold is enough for Xie Ze to live for a few days.

Five years ago, Xie Ze didn't have such skills. He could only make a living by writing for people and set up a stall in the town. He didn't earn much money, just enough to make ends meet. Fortunately, he is young. Although he is not strong enough, he is in good health, and he has no other expenses except food, clothing, housing and transportation.

In exchange for money, Xie Ze bought some rice, noodles and vegetables, basically everything he needed. Few of the people he knew before can recognize him now, because his temperament is really different from before. , Although it is still the same height, but the strong muscles are not easy to mess with. It is a world of difference from the weak chicken five years ago.

An old man who sold roasted sweet potatoes thought he looked familiar. Xie Ze used to set up a stall next to him. The old man was very kind and could talk to Xie Ze. Xie Ze never charged him for writing.

But the old man didn't dare to recognize it. Xie Ze gave him a light look, stood in front of him, and asked, "I want to buy some sweet potatoes."

The old man won't go home until he sells all the sweet potatoes, but now it's early spring, and summer is coming soon. By then, the business of roasting sweet potatoes won't be able to go on. He has to take advantage of the good time to sell more Save some money for a few months. Wait until it's cold before turning the stove back on.

Seeing the business, the old man didn't want this man to look so familiar, so he quickly asked Xie Ze for a few. Xie Ze said lightly: "Give it all to me."

The old man was stunned: "Buying so many... why?"

"Go back to dry." Xie Ze said, and took out the bank loan. He helped the old man take out all the sweet potatoes and packed them, and then gave the other party all the money in the silver bag.

Anyway, he's young and strong, so he can go hunting in the mountains when he has no money.

The old man stood on the spot, opened the silver bag and was shocked. The money here was enough to buy so many sweet potatoes. He wanted to catch up, but Xie Ze disappeared into the crowd after a few steps and disappeared again.

I came home with the things I bought. The sun had already set. Walking on the dirt road, I could see from a distance that the whole village was shrouded in a layer of smoke. From time to time, a few dogs barked. Every house was lit with lights. While dinner was being cooked, the children were laughing and laughing around the village, and the elderly and men chatted in groups of three and five.

Xie Ze is undoubtedly strange and superfluous, and he is out of tune with the entire village - whether it was five years ago or now.

He walked forward without squinting. He had excellent ears. He could even hear people talking about him. Even a daughter-in-law can't marry Yunyun.

Men seem to have a natural sense of superiority in front of Xie Ze, no matter how tall and strong Xie Ze is now, if he can't marry a wife, he just can't stand it. After going out for five years, I still have nothing, and even the land at home is deserted. Isn't this enough to be laughed at?

This unconscious malevolence is most terrifying because people often don't realize how outrageous their thoughts are. Xie Ze ignored everyone and carried his things all the way home.

Firstly, I lit the oil lamp, washed the bed and table during the day, and now there is no musty smell. The quilt at home can't be covered for a long time. Xie Ze plans to wash it with water tomorrow. He will sleep with his clothes first tonight. Fortunately, it is not cold.

The old man's sweet potatoes were still hot, which made Xie Ze, who had planned to cook some porridge, give up the idea, sat on the threshold and ate a few sweet potatoes, looking up at the sky. He didn't get any skills in the previous two worlds, so the little boy will help him with the task extra. At this moment, the moon is round and big, and it is as clear as water. Xie Ze closed his eyes, waved off the face that always appeared in his mind, got up and went to the yard, poured a bucket of cold water and poured it from the head, cooling his heart, and then heaved a long breath.

Think about nothing.

It's not too early. Tomorrow morning, he plans to go to the field to take a look. In any case, he has to take care of the things that belong to the host. As for the rest, he can talk about it later.

But lying on the bed he still can't sleep, his eyes are staring at the dark room. Over the years, he can't help reaching out and groping for the position next to him, but it is always empty. He felt that he didn't fall in love with anyone, but if it was a habit, it would have lasted too long.

In the middle of the night, hunger and misses can only be endured.

However, Xie Ze thought about it, how could she live such a hard life when she was by her side? Even if she didn't care, as a husband and a man, he would never let his woman live like this.

Thinking about it like this, I don't know when, I fell asleep in a daze.