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Case Six: Burning the Heart with Fire ¡¤ 1

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    As soon as it was dawn, the sound of pots and pans clinking could be heard in the village houses in Hewan Village.  With smoke rising from cooking stoves and cows mooing, villagers are busy preparing an extremely important meal of the day during the golden time of farming. This meal will support them in completing a morning of heavy physical work.

    ¡°While everyone in the village was closing their doors, a young man stood on the main road of the village and looked around.  After making sure that no one was around, he quickly walked to a red wooden door.

    ¡°Squeak,¡± he pushed the wooden door open, leaving a finger-wide gap.

    "Feng'er!" He whispered to the crack in the door.  The yard was dark and there was no response.

    The man rubbed his hands anxiously and glanced at both ends of the path from time to time.  After making sure everything was safe, the man slightly raised his voice: "Feng'er!"

    As soon as the man finished speaking, the main room lit up with warm yellow lights.  The newspaper on the window was illuminated by the light, revealing the figure of a woman with long hair reaching past her shoulders.  A "shadow puppet show of beautiful women wearing clothes" makes men excited.

    The man narrowed his eyes slightly and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

    Creaking, the window was pushed open, and the woman rubbed her sleepy eyes and looked outside.

    "Chuangzi? Is that you?" the woman asked tentatively.

    "Yes, please keep your voice down so that others don't hear you." Chuangzi squeezed his lips into the crack of the door and said.

    "Alas!" Feng'er said and was about to close the window.

    "Don't panic."

    When Chuangzi stopped her, she stopped what she was doing: "What?"

    "The water at Nanwan Bridge has dried up. I'll wait for you at the end of the bridge. Hurry up, it's almost time to work."

    "Look at your bearish behavior, I know." Feng'er scolded with a smile and waved to Chuangzi.

    Chuangzi picked up the hoe by the door and walked towards the south of the village singing a ditty.

    Feng'er got up and opened the yard door, looked around outside the door, and after making sure Chuangzi was gone, she took a patched dustpan and opened the two sacks in the corner.

    Whoa, a scoop of millet.

    Whoa, a scoop of corn kernels.

    She quickly mixed the two small piles of yellow grain together.

    ¡°Kick, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck,¡± she walked up to the chicken coop and sprinkled half of the grain in the dustpan into it.

    The sun in the distance was about to show a little light. After finishing her busy work, Feng'er picked up a handmade flower cloth bag in her left hand, picked up a hoe on her right shoulder and walked out of the courtyard.

    It rained a few days ago in Yunxi City, making the dirt roads in the village a little muddy. Feng'er wore embroidered cloth shoes and carefully selected the dirt that could bear the load.  The light outside was getting brighter and brighter, which made her anxious, taking three steps at a time and then two steps at a time.  Not long after, she turned into the last section of the road. At the south end of the road was an arched concrete bridge.

    She had just walked halfway when a strong figure jumped out of the cornfield on the roadside and held her tightly in his arms.

    "What are you doing?" Feng'er half pushed and half twisted on the ground, trying to get away.

    "What have you been doing for a long time? I almost want to die." Chuangzi kissed Feng'er on the face.

    "You're not afraid of someone coming over." Feng'er said shyly.

    "This place is thousands of miles away from the village. Who will come? Just be worry-free!" Chuangzi tightened his arms.

    "Let go, let go quickly." Feng'er struggled hard.

    "What happened again?" Chuangzi reluctantly let go of his hand.

    Feng'er reached into the floral cloth bag and took out something wrapped in a white plastic bag: "Pancakes rolled with eggs, eat some quickly."

    Chuangzi smelled the tempting aroma of pancakes and swallowed with a gulp: "Wait until I finish eating and see how I deal with you!" Chuangzi took the pancakes with his right hand and pinched Feng'er's butt hard with his left hand.  A handful.

    ¡°Damn it, it hurts so much to pinch me!¡±

    "Don't call me a dead ghost. Your dead ghost is working hard to make money for you in other places." Chuangzi smiled with satisfaction.

    "How can he compare with you? A useless coward who can do nothing but make money. I have been with him for more than ten years, and his grandma has never changed his tricks. At most, he can only be a quick shooter in ten minutes." Feng  The son complained with dissatisfaction.

    "No wonder people say that they are not as delicious as dumplings, and they are not as fun as sister-in-law. This is really true." Chuangzi poked Feng'er with his elbow with a lewd smile on his face.

    "Where do you come from with all this nonsense? If you try to compete with me again, your brother will come back during the Chinese New Year. Let's see how he deals with you. He loves me, I tell you." Feng'er said in ChuangziHe shook his fist in front of his face and pretended to warn.

    "I love you more than my brother!" On a whim, Chuangzi wrapped the half-eaten pancake and threw it into the calico bag. "If you don't want to eat it, come with me." Chuangzi straightened Feng'er up.  He snatched the pancake that was about to be handed to his mouth, stuffed it into his bag randomly, took Feng'er and ran towards the bridge.

    "Where are you going?" Feng'er asked breathlessly as she was dragged a little too hard to keep up.

    "Go to the bridge cave."

    "Going to the bridge cave? Are you crazy?"

    "Don't say anything. You'll know when we get there." Chuangzi smiled mysteriously at Feng'er.

    Soon, the two of them walked to the side of Shidun Bridge one after another.

    Chuangzi glanced under the bridge and saw the weeds as tall as one person at the bottom of the ditch, which made him extremely happy: "Look, the water in the bay has dried up, and the outside of the bridge is covered with grass, which can just block the bridge.  Go down to the bridge cave, who do you think can find it?"

    "How did you discover this good place?" Feng'er shyly arched into Chuangzi's arms.

    "When I was passing by here on my way to town a few days ago, I noticed that the water here was almost drying up. I checked the weather forecast and it said there had been no rain in the past half month. From now on, let's not dig into the cornfield. Every time we finish drying,  It makes me all scratchy. It¡¯s so cool here, with such a big bridge opening, we can do whatever we want.¡±

    Chuangzi happily picked up a piece of hay and pinched Feng'er's chin: "Come on, give me a smile."

    Feng'er knocked Chuangzi's hand off: "The sun is shining on your butt, are you still going to do your work in the morning? Hurry up."

    "Good boy, no wonder people say that women are like wolves at thirty and tigers at forty. I will take care of you, the she-wolf, today." After Chuangzi finished speaking, he picked up Feng'er and got under the stone bridge.  of culverts.

    The sun has not yet appeared, and with the obstruction of weeds, it is still difficult to see in the culvert.

    "What does this smell like!" the woman complained with an echo.

    "It probably smells like mud. It will be fine if it is ventilated." Chuangzi said as he took off Feng'er's coat.

    The gasping sounds became more and more unbridled, but this special smell made both of them a little unbearable.

    "Grandma, why does it smell so bad!" Chuangzi stopped what he was doing.

    "What the hell is this smell? It makes me breathless." Feng'er held her nose and stood at the entrance of the culvert to breathe.

    "It's okay. I'll pull down some weeds on both sides of the culvert to let the air out. It'll be fine in a while." Chuangzi reluctantly picked up his bloomers and gritted his teeth as he pulled out the weeds on the west side of the culvert.

    As the weeds were removed, a ray of light shone into the culvert.

    "Chuangzi, what do you think that is?" Feng'er pointed to the eastern end of the culvert.

    "Woven bag?" Chuangzi rubbed his eyes.

    "Yes, there are two big bags."

    "Is it possible that someone hid the millet here?" Chuangzi walked towards the other end of the culvert with some doubts.

    "X His grandma, why does it stink so much?"

    "You are such a big man, you act like an old woman, look at your virtue." Feng'er leaned against the culvert, pouting while arranging her clothes.

    "What are you wearing clothes for?"

    "What else can you do? Just go to work. It's too smelly here. Your sister-in-law and I are not in the mood today. Let's talk about it tomorrow." After Feng'er finished speaking, he patted the dust on his body and stepped onto the riverbank.

    Chuangzi looked at Feng'er's leaving figure and stamped his feet angrily. He spread all his resentment on these two packs of stinky woven bags.  "Damn, you ruined my good deeds." Chuangzi grabbed the hoe and walked up to him in one breath, "I'll fuck you, I'll fuck you!" Two hoes went down in succession, and one of the woven bags was cut open.  Big mouth.

    At this time, it was already bright outside the bridge cave, and Chuangzi finally saw everything in front of him clearly through the morning light.  Time seemed to stand still as he stood there like a nail. If it weren't for the beads of sweat the size of soybean grains oozing out from his forehead, it would be hard to tell that he still had a breath of life.

    With a bang, the hoe in his hand fell to the ground, breaking the deathly silence.  Chuangzi seemed to be awakened by this voice: "Help, save, save, save, help" A miserable cry came from the bridge hole.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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