Liu Yue, Du Fei's colleague.

I come from a small village in northern Shaanxi, and my parents are honest farmers. My parents said it was spring when I was born. That year, the willows in front of my house grew lush and more enchanting than in previous years. After I was born, the whole village came to see me. They all said that I took the baby away from the New Year pictures. The cultivators have their backs to the loess for many years, and their skin is always tanned. Girls in the village are also used to running. In winter, it is high plains, and in summer, it is a little black face. But I was born with snow-white skin and can't get a tan, which makes me more different from the girls in the village.

Children in the village have fun going up and down mountains in their childhood, while my fun is reading and writing. I like the ink in the book, which is the distant call from the other side of the mountain. I believe that I will definitely walk out of this mountain and go to the big city I yearn for. /kloc-When I was 0/2 years old, my mother begged the village gentleman to give me a nice name: "Liu Yue".

I remembered that sad ancient poem: Last year's Lantern Festival, all the lights were on. The moon rose to the willow tree, and he met me at dusk.

When I was 16 years old, the dog left in the neighboring village entrusted our village head to come to my house to propose marriage. Dog's father was also a strong man in the village when he was young. He has run a donkey and horse business and a brick factory. There are three brothers left in the dog family, and the dog is the third. The two brothers are married. There is a big yard in the village, two rows of brick kilns, one with two holes. It is an enviable good family in the village. My parents are happy from ear to ear, but I have my own plans. .....

It was a dark night. I packed my bags and left the place where I was born and raised, leaving my parents.

When I came to Xijing, I was shocked by the scenery before me. This is not a city, this is heaven. Those women are wearing beautiful and sexy suspenders. Oh, those breasts are about to jump out. They are too shy. I quickly covered my eyes with my hand, but I couldn't help but look. Women's faces are painted with exquisite costumes, just like singers. I couldn't help looking at them again. The young man hugged the scantily clad woman around him and kissed her from time to time. The woman walked past me with a smile.

I am sleepy, tired and hungry. I looked at the roadside food stalls and thought that I had no money, so I had to lick my lips and leave.

I need to find a job to make a living first. I saw a sign at the door of a small restaurant: the waiter is required to have a good image and temperament and work neatly. I walked in without hesitation. Fortunately, my boss asked me to help clean chopsticks and wash dishes.

Life in a small restaurant is fairly stable, except that the hotel owner tells me some dirty jokes when something happens. I avoided him at first, but then I got used to it. Once, some drunken gangsters touched me, and the boss helped me out. Otherwise, I don't know what to do. Later, the boss told me dirty jokes, and I just smiled. The proprietress usually doesn't come to the hotel, but she always stares at me like a thief when she comes. I always feel that I won't stay here for long.

One night, the cook and the cook left first, leaving me alone to wash dishes and clean up in the kitchen. The boss suddenly appeared behind me drunk, hugged me, and his stinking lips fell directly on my face, mouth and neck, pushing me against the wall. Panting heavily, he said in a trembling voice, "Liu Yue, Liu Yue, my dear, I miss you so much." Put your hand in my clothes. I felt ashamed and resentful, pushed him away with all my strength and ran out crazily.

I'm unemployed again, walking alone in the street, feeling abandoned by the world.

Those rich people live in luxury. They regard money as dirt and people like us as playthings. Why can they ride on my head? Two lines of clear tears fell on my palm. What should I do?

I stayed at home for a few days and felt that this was not a long-term solution. I'm in good shape and ready to try my luck in the labor market.

It's my turn to get lucky. Not long after, I saw a family calling a nanny, making phone calls and talking. The host told me the address and told me to go straight home. I went to find the address and looked at the house number. That's No.37 Sifu Street. Into the gate, face a wall, both sides connected. On the one hand, it is a "bamboo pole of storms", on the other hand, "I only write Qingyun all the year round". After entering the hospital, residents divided the hospital into a mess, with wire for clothes and sheds for clothes. Everything is patchy, with a face sticking to the shelf, a sewage bucket and a garbage basket. A man stood there in briefs with a glass of water, said a word, took a sip of water and spat back the tea.

I quickly found an aunt and asked the address of my main house. Aunt pointed to a family in the east and said, "This is it. It's weird. His child cries all day, I don't know what to do next? " I thanked menstruation and went straight into the house.

The family just gave birth to a baby. This man is a businessman and earns a lot of money. This lady is an office worker. It's just me and the kids during the day. Strangely, this child can cry especially, and has been crying since the moment he saw me. I've cried away three nannies, and I've tried my best to get to know my children better and stop being so exclusive. I finally brought this bowl of rice.

During the day, when the host family is away, I am bored at home alone. Trying to buy some books to kill time, the unlucky child cried. Once I chatted with the nanny next door, and she told me that as long as I secretly gave my child some sleeping pills, the child would always fall asleep. I think that's crazy, but you can't do that. But the child loves to cry too much. At the end of the day, I was so tired that my eyes were dim and my back ached. When the host comes back in the evening, I will cook, wash dishes and clean the house. After a few days of tossing, my body is a little overwhelmed. A woman bears a grudge against me and says I can't work hard. A man can say a word for me, and a woman can enjoy the weather with him for several days.

Later, I tried to add some sleeping pills to the baby's milk. I was scared at first, but I got used to it later. Just add a little less and let him sleep for two more hours. Now I have more free time. I bought a lot of books written by Zhuang Zhidie. I like reading his books. I even admire him a little. I can find my own shadow in his works. Maybe we met in a previous life.

There lived a big brother named Zhao across the hall. It is said that this quadrangle is the ancestor of their family. For about 50 years, the urban poor lived in it, and once they lived in it, they could not get out.

One day, I came to Zhao's house with a man. They have been whispering and don't know what they are talking about. Anyway, they're looking at what they're holding. I was fascinated by Zhuang Zhidie's book across the street. I have to finish reading this book before that little friend wakes up.

At this time, a businessman dressed as a nouveau riche came. As soon as he entered the hospital, he shouted, "Jingwu, Jingwu." Zhao opened the door and said to the nouveau riche, "Oh, Director Huang, Teacher Zhuang has been waiting for you for a long time." Then the three exchanged pleasantries for a long time, talking about literati, writing and teacher Zhuang, and one of them even wrote a poem. I feel like it was written to me: "Food comes with the wind, and people are bored when they go to the moon." Wait a minute, Mr. Zhuang. The dishes come with the wind. Is that him? No, what a coincidence. I was going to read with my head down, but that poem lingered in my ear for a long time. Forget it, go and have a look.

As I approached, I heard them talking about the value of their words. I can't delay. Stop dawdling. The child woke up and went straight into the door and asked, "Who is the butterfly in the writer's village?"

All three of them looked up at me, and one of them gently said to me, "I am the butterfly of Zhuang."

I am happy, excited and nervous. I really saw my idol. I'm a little at a loss, but the thought that he's gone, I may never see him again, not even a thought. It happened that they were writing. Let Teacher Zhuang send me a photo, which I will carry with me all my life. So he boldly said, "Teacher Zhuang, I am a fan of your books. My name is Liu Yue, and I am a baby-sitter. Today is fate. If you don't dislike my identity, you should also send me a painting and calligraphy. " I didn't expect Teacher Zhuang to write two poems with a pen? "How wide the world is, how close the trees are to heaven, and how close the moon is to the water! ."

Just finished writing, Zhao told me that he wanted me to help Teacher Zhuang find a nanny in our village. I thought: just those girls in our village? Which one can be on the table? If I can follow Teacher Zhuang, then I can be with my idol every day. How happy I am.

So I said, "Then it's just me." I didn't expect Mr. Zhuang to be as happy as a child He said, "I'm waiting for this sentence.

In the following days, I was suffering and expecting, just waiting for the contract to expire, and I left with this family happily.

However, it is difficult to live under the fence after all. Women look at me with a straight face all day and don't let me talk to men like thieves and be wronged. One day, when I had my period, I had a terrible stomachache and asked a man to help me wash the dishes. As soon as the man started washing, the woman scolded me, which was the last straw. Men are very kind to me, help me everywhere, speak for me, and sometimes forgive me and feel sorry for men leaving like this.

One day, a woman thought I was dragging the floor too slowly and said I was stalling on purpose. I left the mop as soon as I got angry. I don't care who I love.

On this day, I went directly to the Federation of Literary and Art Circles and arrived at their door according to the address given by Teacher Zhuang. After all, educated people have different families, and the room is full of books. It happened that their home hosted guests that day, and the guests were very friendly. The hostess Niu Yueqing is a traditional beauty, gentle and dignified, and friendly to others. I am very happy to come to this family.

Happy families are all the same, but unhappy families are different. I found that this seemingly harmonious and happy family has long been riddled with holes.

I like teacher Zhuang. As long as I have time, I will go to Mr. Zhuang's study to read. In fact, I just want to be with him, and he likes me around. This is probably called tacit understanding. One day, Mr. Zhuang actually put his hand into my clothes. We rural people are not used to wearing bras, but he caught me. He also laughed at me for not wearing a bra.

I was shy and surprised. I like Mr Zhuang, but I can't just give myself to him for nothing. The book says it's too easy to cherish. Thinking of this, I broke away from him and ran out.

I want to wait for the right time, I want to be slow and steady, without mercy. When I have the right time, place and everything, I can give myself to him. I want to be Mrs. Zhuang in the future. For the sake of long-term consideration, don't rush into it.

However, people are not as good as the sky after all.

That day, I bumped into Teacher Zhuang and Tang Waner having sex in the study. I want to leave quickly, but my feet can't move. Just a few steps later, I collapsed on the sofa. Teacher Zhuang caught up with me and had sex with me. Is this hush money? This is a great irony to me. I lost to Tang Waner after all.

I have to re-plan my future.

Teacher Zhuang said that Zhao liked me that day. I've thought about it for a long time, and I think this is also a way out. Follow Zhao, at least you won't be short of money. Zhao is also a prominent figure in Xijing, and I am not bad here. I want to have a good appearance, figure and temperament, so I plan to try to get along with Zhao first. After a few days together, I found that he really loves me. For me, he is naturally not as good as Mr. Zhuang, but he can also help me solve my hukou and life problems. The point is that he really has a crush on me.

I don't want to go back to the village anymore, and I don't want to go back to those helpless days. Now I can wake up in my dream. I want to seize this lifeline.

Wild lilies also have spring. Just as my relationship with Zhao was heating up sharply, Mr. Zhuang and I mentioned the mayor's son Dazheng, saying that he had a crush on countless women and finally on me. Teacher Zhuang didn't go on, but I knew what he meant. The mayor's son Dazheng got polio when he was a child, leaving a disability in his leg and walking unsteadily.

I couldn't sleep that night. I've been comparing Zhao and Dazheng all night.

I have met many lovers in the world, but they were weak when they were alive, and they broke up when they walked. Teacher Zhuang and elder sister, even if they are not Tang Waner, there will be others. Director Huang's wife committed suicide in despair. The marriage between Ruan and his wife is just a scam. Let's not worry about those celebrities. Even Hongjiang abandoned his wife after getting rich. A small restaurant owner will also eat in the bowl and think about the pot.

I don't know how far Zhao and I can go. If she hates me, where will I go? Dazheng is different. With the support of the mayor, I can live a master's life. At least I will have more resources to run my own business. I don't want to stay with people like Niu Yueqing and others all my life and end up with nothing.

I figured it out. The next day, I told Teacher Zhuang that I agreed to marry Dazheng.

On the wedding day, it is like a great event celebrated all over the world, with colorful lights, colorful songs and drums and music. Teacher Zhuang and my sister participated as my mother's family. It's a pity that teacher Zhuang left halfway. Of course I know where he went, but my poor sister sat there on pins and needles with mixed feelings.

After I got married, I was unhappy at home and wanted to have sex outside. My mother-in-law couldn't help me, so I told Ruan to work in his ballroom. I am a princess and a star there.

I really live to be a person in the eyes of others, a talk after dinner, and an inspirational story of a country girl. but .......

On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the flower market is brightly lit.

The moon rose to the willow tree, and he met me at dusk.

On the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first month of this year, the moonlight and lights are still the same as last year.

I will never see my old friend last year again, and my tears are soaked through my clothes.