The black-hearted lady brought space to the countryside(2)

Chapter 385 These days are for myself

"Sister Yajun, why do you say that?"

"Look at the people in the Youth Farm, who doesn't even care about their face for a few bites of food? It's really hard.

But more importantly, they always feel that it is the countryside that caused their situation, and at the same time, the only way for them to get rid of it is to return to the city.

So you see, they have been complaining, complaining that their parents are unfair, society is unfair, and the village is unfair.

And you have all the things they envy but can't do, so they are both envious and jealous of you."

As she spoke, Tan Yajun talked more,

"Haha, in fact, in the first few years after I came here, I was just like them, tensing myself up every day, always feeling that God was really unfair. I went to the countryside, why was I getting more and more miserable?

At that time, I really Yes, I was like an old ox all day long. Sometimes I didn't say a word. Someone hit me with stones and mud, but I didn't react. Not to mention the villagers, I was actually very distant from the educated youth.

Every day after they finished eating, I would cook for myself. Sometimes the firewood was wet and couldn't be lit, so I had to go hungry. There were several times in winter when my firewood was splashed with water. The firewood was soaked and frozen. I couldn't cook or heat the kang. I lay on the cold kang with an empty stomach, curled up, and I was really cold from the bone. I was shivering all over.

As a result, when I woke up from the cold the next day, I found that my quilt was soaked with water from someone. The temperature in the room was not high at that time, and the corners of the quilt were covered with ice.

At that time, the cotton clothes were placed in the quilt. When I escaped, I was very cold. I survived.

But the cotton shoes on the ground suffered the same fate, and even the remaining coarse grains were not spared.

I burned for three days that time, and I don't know who saved me in the end. Anyway, on the last day, I took advantage of the fever and confusion, while they were eating, I took a kitchen knife and threw it directly into their midst.

I said, anyway, I have saved this life, if anyone makes me unhappy again, then I will make everyone unhappy, anyway, I have lived enough, and it is worth it to have so many lives to accompany me.

Didn't you see that the gang was so scared that their faces turned pale. When I woke up again, the quilt was dry, the shoes were dry, and even the food was replaced with dry ones.

Then for a long time, no one dared to provoke me in public.

In fact, now think about it, even this I don't want my life anymore, and it's not just because of that incident. That was just the last straw that broke the camel's back. The most important thing should be that I have no hope for myself, so what else should I worry about? Just make a fuss, the bigger the better. "

Jiandan didn't know these things, and she felt a little stuffy when she heard them.

"At that time, I realized that the old saying is not without reason. The stupid ones are afraid of the arrogant ones, and the arrogant ones are afraid of the ones who don't want to die."

"Sister Yajun, you didn't say these..."

Jiandan quietly leaned over and held her hand.

"Yes, I don't want to think about those things myself, but after seeing you, I suddenly felt that your life was so wanton. Even though you are tired of farm work like us, I have never heard you complain about the world. You are always very, very casual and comfortable.

It seems that except when others provoke you, you are always that kind of calm.

In fact, I am not trying to persuade you to agree or disagree. I just want to say that no matter what, I hope you can always be so comfortable. "

Tan Yajun has a dignified appearance. It's not that no one likes her in the past two years, but she has never agreed. Perhaps, she really envied Jiandan.

Jiandan didn't expect that she came to persuade her, but she ended up making herself sad.

"Sister Yajun, this life is for yourself. What does it matter if others are optimistic or pessimistic?

Can he suffer for you when you suffer?

Or can he taste the meat when you eat it?

Not only me, you can also live a good life. We don't steal or rob. We support ourselves with our own hands. Why do we care about others?

This life is not long or short. It's only a few decades at most. Why do you feel depressed for others?

To put it bluntly, one day less is one day less, right?

If you still have a few days to live, how do you want to live? Do you live as happily as you can?

If you don't live for yourself now, will you regret it when you are old? "

I came here to gossip and try to persuade Jiandan, but I was successfully turned over by Jiandan.

It's a bit inappropriate to say that she was turned over. Maybe the little bud of freedom and rebellion in her heart was about to emerge. After Jiandan's little wind blew, she was completely free from entanglement under the silent catalyst.

"Yes, if I don't have many days to live, it's useless for me to think about anyone. When I die, in a few days, people will talk and laugh, and I will be buried in peace. Who will remember what I did for them? "

Jian Jian was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but give a thumbs up. It's true, he got it right at a glance. This joke is clearly news from the future.

It's said that someone died, and on the day of the burial, the family was grief-stricken, but within three days, it was as if this had never happened. They talked and laughed, went out for travel, and had fun. Everyone seemed to have completely cut her out of their lives.

To be honest, it's a bit sad, but this is the reality.

There are also stories like those that have been passed down, where people have remained chaste for many years for their deceased wives and husbands. People may think that it is a kind of loyalty to their lovers, but it turns out to be deep affection in the mouths of others.

In fact, it's hard to say whether it's the vagueness of morality or the indifference of emotions.

In short, people still have to look forward and move forward. , no matter who leaves whom, the other person always has to live and adapt to life without the other person.

People live in reality, and no one's life is only about lovers. There will also be elders, parents, children, brothers and sisters, friends, and even opponents. Every person and every love is a kind of bond.

Like the kind of desperate love suicide, it seems that it is only suitable to appear in romantic novels.

There are no other factors in the lives of two people except love. There is no need to consider the sadness of parents and relatives sending off their children, nor the helplessness of young children who lose their parents at the same time, leaving the old and the young behind, and rushing to the love that they think can replace everything.

Some people may think that this is romantic, a beauty that transcends everything, but I don't know if this kind of romance mixed with the daily necessities of real life will be sublimated?