In the early spring, buds had just sprouted on the dry branches. The hazy rain fog weaved dreamy bead curtains on the branches, white walls, black tiles, small bridges, flowing water, pavilions, and pavilions. The bluestone paths linked the houses in the alley together. The south of the Yangtze River was as beautiful as a painting.
However, in this beautiful, poetic morning, there was a voice in the Liu Family's courtyard that made people unable to bear to listen. The sharp curses, the sound of the board hitting flesh, and the neighbors closed the windows and shut the vicious curses and aggrieved cries outside the window. It was not that they were cruel, but that they really had no way to deal with it. This kind of thing did not happen every few days, but it happened countless times a day. It was the only son of Old Madame Liu, who had lived alone for 18 years, who " little revenge"!
Where did this revenge come from?
Tao Yi got up from the ground and slowly walked out with the help of the wall. Five years ago, she was sold to the Liu family by her uncle as a burden. That night, her husband died. Old lady Liu actually took her as the murderer of her son's death. She vented her anger on her every day. It was not a big deal to abuse her. It was normal to beat her up.
She could bear it. What she couldn't bear the most was that in the middle of the night, the son-in-law who came to her door often harassed her, opened the door, climbed through the window, and made her hardly dare to sleep at night. And the result of these things often brought her a beating.
It had been five years. From the age of eleven to sixteen, she was frightened day and night. She did not look like a 17-year-old girl. Instead, she looked like a little girl who had not fully developed.
"Get out of here, wash your clothes clean and come back. Otherwise, you are not allowed to have dinner!" The extremely ugly but extremely beautiful older sister threw a basin of clothes to her, pointed outside, and shouted.
It was a very painful thing to go to the river to wash clothes in the cold spring. The bone-chilling coldness had already covered her slender fingers with frost.
"Tao Yi." As soon as he walked out of the alley, a green-robed figure flashed out and grabbed her hand without saying anything.
"You were beaten again?"
Tao Yi quickly withdrew his hand and whispered, "It's okay, young master."
"Don't call me nephew young master. Call me Yun Mo. Humph, those beasts! Tao Yi, I'll go and tell Dad to redeem you." Yun Mo gritted his teeth and said.
Tao Yi raised his head. Yun Mo's slightly immature face was full of love. Tao Yi, there is still someone in this world who cares so much about you. What else do you have to sigh about?
"Tao Yi, I'll wash it for you." Yun Mo's eyes suddenly broke into a smile. He took her cold little hand and led her to the river.
Tao Yi followed him obediently. Looking at his tall and straight figure, the ignorant girl's heart beat fast. "Yun Mo, how can I be worthy of you? I am a married woman, and you are the proud son of the city, the pillar of the other country."
"Tao Yi, you are so beautiful!" The willow trees by the river had just sprouted. Yun Mo bent down and picked up a small flower from the grass. He praised her. On his white oval face, his beautiful almond-shaped eyes were shining brightly. Although he had suffered a lot, he had never shown a self-deprecating look. He was a little dry, but his lips had a beautiful curve, like the flowers at the beginning of spring.
He lowered his head slightly, and his slightly hot lips fell on Tao Yi's lips.
Tao Yi did not hide. She opened her black eyes wide and looked at the young man who was tasting her first kiss.
Yun Mo's hands trembled a little. He held her tightly in his arms and whispered, "If I get it someday, I will definitely carry you back to the mansion."
Yun Mo, do you know that with your words, I'll be willing to suffer for the rest of my life?
She smiled. Her smile was as bright as the spring sun, lighting up the youth's eyes.