Shigouzi Mountain.

In a poor and bad place, several families that originally lived on the mountain began to move away one after another. There was really no way out in these poor mountains and valleys, and there was no way out.

There are not many people who are still in this poor mountain, just a few families, just like the few cents in their pockets that are almost clean.

Mute is one of them.

The mute is deaf, and the mute in his twenties cannot hear or speak. It is not like this when he was born. When he was sick, he had no money or conditions when he was young, so he survived and became a mute.

The mute family is poor. He has not yet said he has a wife when he is in his twenties. He wants to go out to be a son-in-law. He has not found a suitable one after another when he goes out several times.

There is no way, my family is poor, I am still a mute and I can’t speak or hear. Who would want to marry such a son-in-law? No one can like this, but who would be willing to be a dumb and deaf person?

This is how life is lived.

Nan Minglang knew very well that such hard days had no end, but these were not what he, as a mute, had to think about.

It was during this period that Nan Minglang felt the peace that had never been seen before.

He is a mute, and he is the role of mute as always.

He couldn't hear the sound outside. At the beginning, he was still a little uneasy because he was too calm and there was no sound at all.

He couldn't speak, so he used his own sign language to try to make others understand him.

But few people care about the mute in this poor mountain.

These people are like weeds in the mountains, growing there, no one cares.

But this does not mean that he can play the role of the character Mute. In the past memories, he needs to let himself put aside those distracting thoughts and return to his most authentic and primitive self.

Because people in the mountains don’t have that much thought, especially poor and mute people like him, who live facing the loess and back to the world.

The world of mute is to sleep in darkness and work in dawn. It is strange to have other thoughts.

...

The mute got up early in the morning, brought a bowl of soup and two buns of buns to the old man lying on the bed.

The old man's eyes were sunken deep, and he was so thin that he was only covered in skin. He leaned against the edge of the bed tremblingly.

The mute helped the old man break the steamed buns apart, break them up, and stuff them into the old man's hand.

"Your second uncle found you a wife, but it's a pity. He's a fool. He wants you to marry into a wife, but it's pretty good, it's pretty good..."

The old man was chewing steamed buns and chanting something.

Even if the old man knew that he couldn't hear the mute son saying this, he couldn't help but recite it, "It's pretty good..."

fine.

The mute couldn't hear it, and he didn't know that he would have a wife. After the old man finished eating, he brought a bowl of soup himself and sat at the threshold with steamed buns and started eating.

The threshold was smooth.

Nan Minglang knew that he was a mute in this poor valley now, and he didn't need to have too many thoughts and just lived as usual.

When my second uncle came, it was already dawn.

The mute was carrying a hoe and was about to go out. My second uncle asked the mute to change into a clean dress and shouted at the old man in the dirt house, "Let's go, I'll take the stone over."

Mute, nicknamed Shitou.

"Go...go..."

A cough came from the rumbling earthen house, but the sound was filled with energy, but it became weak and vast.

...

Nan Minglang followed his second uncle to the foot of the mountain like that, and it took him a long time to reach his destination.

In front of us are two adobe houses with a large yard and are surrounded by wooden stakes.

Before my second uncle and the mute entered the door, the aunt in the yard saw it and quickly put down the work in her hands, with a happy expression on her face, and shouted, "Oh, this is coming."

"The head of the family, the head of the family!"

The head of the family didn't come out, and a girl came out. She was in her twenties and looked very ugly. She had a big red spot on her face. She was holding a handful of mountain flowers in her hand and giggled constantly.

The aunt led her second uncle and the mute in to sit in. There was still some wooden furniture in the room and a plate of fire kang, but it looked empty.

The head of the family talked to his second uncle, and the aunt pulled the girl to see the mute.

The girl is just a fool, and Nan Minglang naturally saw it.

He couldn't hear the voice, but he vaguely guessed that the mute was not a fool after all.

The girl didn't even look at the mute. She pulled the handful of mountain flowers in her hand and was forced to sit next to the mute by the aunt.

The mute stood up a little crampedly.

The girl was unhappy when she was pulled by the aunt like this. The mountain flowers in her hand fell off and she immediately cried, and she kept crying like that.

The aunt looked embarrassed and looked at her second uncle and said, "I don't know what's wrong today."

"Big girl, stop saying this, we know it in our hearts. If you don't dislike him, he will stay here in the future and be your sons. If the two of you can have a baby in the future, that would be a good thing..."

The old man in charge smoked a cigarette and nodded and said, "Yes, yes, it's a good thing..."

The mute picked up the mountain flowers on the ground and handed them to the girl.

The girl took the mountain flowers, laughed again, and ran outside.

My second uncle signaled the mute to help with the work.

The mute understood, and he had the strength to walk to the yard to help chop firewood.

...

After dinner, my second uncle and the mute had to rush back.

The old man in the dirt house listened to his second uncle's words and talked about the other party's family background. He nodded from time to time and continued, "It's pretty good, it's pretty good..."

After my second uncle left, the mute let the old man sleep.

The old man took the mute's hand and pointed to the cabinet. The mute walked over to open the drawer of the cabinet, and there was an iron box inside.

The mute walked to the bed with the iron box.

"When the money is bought for your father and me, the rest will be yours. Your second uncle knows it. I will go and choose a cheap coffin tomorrow..."

"When you die, once the graves are buried, you will live together. It's great..."

The old man asked the mute to put the iron box back.

In the dark mountains, the sky became dark, and the darkness was invisible and there was no light.

The old man's gasps and coughs didn't sound at all in this quiet mountain, silent.

I just waited for the coffin behind to be bought, and it was really silent.

...

"Hahahaha, the mute married a fool!"

"The mute is in the door and the fool!"

"Haha, the mute and the fool are together..."

The day I married into the family was good. With the sound of children playing and the crisp sound of firecrackers, the mute entered the door of the family and married into the family.

That's it, it's pretty good...

The mute held a handful of mountain flowers and handed them to his fool's wife.
Chapter completed!