Shanzi was lying on the bed, resting his head on his hands, "You tell me."
Shanzi's mother whispered: "The little beggar just now is a girl who also escaped from famine. She is fifteen this year, mother. Thinking about it, it's expensive to get a wife in this city now. We can't even afford the bride price. How can we afford a wife? This girl has no one in her family. It's a good idea to be your wife."
Shanzi sat up from the bed suddenly. "I don't want it."
"Even if I don't want to marry a wife, I can't marry a beggar. It's dirty, smelly and disgusting!"
Shan Zi's mother patted him and said, "Keep your voice down."
"Are you stupid? Is that beggar born? Is she just a beggar?"
"She was originally a daughter of a good family. Wasn't she helpless?"
She sighed, "If my family hadn't followed Uncle Gu's family, how much better do you think we would be now?"
"Didn't I tell you before? The two sons of Tao'er and his wife are gone, and my mother is also dead. She only got to Ping'an City by begging for food on the street."
Shanzi didn't say anything, and Shanzi's mother said again: " Mom just saw it, and the girl is quite handsome after she has been cleaned. "
" Mom will buy a pair of dragon and phoenix candles when she comes back tomorrow, and they will be married after paying homage to heaven and earth. We will live a good life from now on, and we will not think about those who shouldn't. Don't think about it."
Shanzi remained silent.
Shanzi's mother also knew what her son was thinking, so she said: "Her name is Dujuan. She should be sleeping now. Come with me and see for yourself whether she is handsome or not."
Shanzi's mother picked up the oil lamp and walked ahead. Shanzi hesitated. After a moment, he stood up.
The mother and son walked to the opposite room and opened the door. Du Juan was already fast asleep in bed.
Shanzi's mother flicked the oil lamp towards Dujuan, and Shanzi saw clearly that there was indeed a girl lying on the bed.
Now it is June, the weather is hot, Du Juan is not covered with a quilt, she is wearing Shanzi's mother's old clothes. Shanzi's mother is tall, and this dress is much bigger on Du Juan. Du Juan is lying on her side, with her slanted collar open. He slumped to one side, exposing his bellyband.
Shanzi stared at the red bellyband, looking at it, and his breathing became rapid for a moment.
Just as Shan Zi's mother was about to call him out, Shan Zi's face suddenly turned red and she whispered: "Mom, I, I will sleep in this room tonight."
Shan Zi's mother was startled, and when she was about to say something, she thought about it, and it was rare that Shan Zi was willing. She was afraid that Shanzi would still miss Xing'er and refuse to get married.
In this case, what difference does it make between today and tomorrow?
She lowered her eyes, took the oil lamp and went out quietly, walked to the door, closed the door with her backhand, then blew out the oil lamp, and stood quietly in the darkness.
In the room, Du Juan suddenly woke up, and saw a man's face close at hand under the faint moonlight.
She was shocked, "Who are you and what are you going to do?"
Shanzi buried his head in the crook of her neck, greedily smelling the faint smell of acacia and the girl's body fragrance.
The two hands below began to tear off Du Juan's clothes, and said vaguely: "You are my wife, and I want to sleep with you."
Du Juan knew who this person was, and pushed him hard while shouting, " Not yet, we haven't gotten married yet, please go away, don't you—"