Ask for a folk story, about 200~300 words.

The story happened in the northeast countryside at the beginning of last century.

In the southeast of Heilongjiang, a remote mountain village, because the village is too small and only a few families are scattered in the hills surrounded by mountains, no one has given this village a suitable name for a long time. On the mountain road out of the village, there lived a family named Liu, and two small adobe houses had begun to change their walls because they had not been repaired for a long time. During the rainy season, it rains heavily outside and it rains lightly inside. They come out and go in. Being blind for many years, he was affectionately called old blind by his wife. His name is Lao, and his wife Zhang Ziran is much younger than him. She is only in her early thirties this year. However, after more than ten years of marriage, the hard days, long-term malnutrition, sallow and emaciated, and rags have made her look much older than her actual age.

It is said that in the early summer of this year, although it is a day when the people in the same village are labor-intensive, it is still a day to go up the mountain to pick mountain products to sell or go out to do odd jobs to supplement the family. As the old blind man's family said, because there is no such income, let alone three meals a day, two meals are a problem. Seeing the rice jar that gradually bottomed out, the big stone in Zhang's heart became heavier and heavier.

On this day, she said that she would go to the vegetable field behind the house to cut some leeks for lunch, but she cried when she was alone. Zhang is thinking about these two lives of himself and the old blind man. This is really a piece of bitter cloth in a Chinese medicine shop. At that time, she fled to Kanto with her family and endured the pain of relatives dying on the road one after another. She persisted until the end, just to live a stable life one day and marry an old blind man. Although he is kind and kind-hearted, he is old and blind. The more sad Zhang Yue thought, the tears streamed down her face like a broken bead. No wonder Zhang was so sad. She was originally a competitive person. Just because her husband couldn't go back to mountain products to pick up mountains, he couldn't plow the fields, and there wasn't even a protective stick outside the house, so the pigs that were fed into small pieces were taken away by a few hungry wolves.

In the room, suddenly came the cough of the old blind man. Zhang stopped his tears and looked up at the sky. The burning sun indicates that it is time to cook lunch at noon. So Zhang quickly cut a lock of leek, got up and went back to the house. Before cooking, Zhang was in a hurry again. What should I do if I see the bottom of the grain box? Finally, Zhang decided to thin the leek, stir some corn flour and cook it. Zhang only took a big bowl and brought it into the house. He smiled reluctantly and said, "old blind man, if you smell this delicious, it must be delicious." Unexpectedly, the old blind man did not respond as happily as before. Come and eat together. At this time, she can lie that she has finished eating. This bowl is reserved for kind Zhang. I don't want this poor old blind man to worry about his miserable life any more. What is she suffering from? But at present, I saw that the old blind man was still carrying a big tobacco pouch and didn't want to eat, so I quietly put the porridge bowl on the kang and sat down on the edge of the kang. Suddenly, Zhang saw muddy tears dripping from the old blind man's sunken eyes, and he spoke at the same time. Honey, don't give me soothing pills. I know everything about our family! A few words made Zhang feel sour, and tears began to fall down one after another. At that time, he didn't know what to say and sighed helplessly for a long time.

The old blind man spoke again, his voice trembling. Honey, I have an idea that we can all live, but don't hate me. The old blind man always doesn't like to talk much. Today is so abnormal. Zhang knew that there would be great changes. What can I do to upset you? Tell me, old blind man, as long as you can live well, you can let me die without regret, saying that you can't die. What's the point of living if you're dead? I want you to find a good family, remarry and leave me some money, so that you can have a good life for the rest of your life. I won't starve to death. What Zhang said was like a sap. She has always been faithful to life. I really want to say that even if I die, I am a ghost in your family, but I can swallow my words back into my mouth. Kind Zhang asked himself, can I really make a determined effort to watch the old blind man starve to death? I can't, I can't, my mouth is full of bitterness. Now that you have made up your mind, do what you want. I didn't say Zhang didn't cry. I was not alone when the old blind man was crying. After I married my wife, I didn't enjoy a day with me, and finally I sold my wife! God, let me die.