Holding the bright, thick hundred-yuan bills in her hand, Ye Yun felt an unprecedented sense of security. These bills would provide for her and Qin Zheng's future livelihood.
Seeing Ye Yun's happy expression as she held the money, Qin Zheng's stiff face softened considerably.
"What do you plan to do with this money?" He sat down on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), staring intently at Ye Yun.
Ye Yun thought for a moment.
"Let's buy a 28-inch bicycle first." As she spoke, she counted out two bills.
Transportation is expensive these days; a decent vehicle costs around 200 yuan. But it greatly alleviates the inconvenience of going out, especially for Qin Xiang'e, saving her the trouble of walking back and forth between her husband's and her parents' homes.
Qin Xiang'e was a woman with a tragic fate. Because of her bad class background, she married a bad man. After marriage, she gave birth to three girls, but one of them died. Her mother-in-law favored boys over girls, and her husband was an alcoholic who went crazy. As a result, she was often beaten and scolded by her husband's family.
Later, she finally gave birth to a son, and could finally hold her head high.
As a result, the man drank himself to death in his excitement.
After she painstakingly raised her children, her family suffered another misfortune. Her only brother died unexpectedly, and before his body was even cold, Li Xiuying remarried without warning, taking Qin Zheng with her. The old lady cried until she went blind, and the heavy burden fell on her shoulders alone.
She shuttles back and forth between her husband's family and her parents' family, a round trip that takes an hour or two.
Normally, Qin Xiang'e wouldn't stay at her parents' house for so long, since someone also needs to look after the house at her husband's house. It was only because she came that Qin Xiang'e stayed to take care of her. If there were a cart for her to ride, Qin Xiang'e could travel back and forth between the two places more freely.
Qin Zheng nodded in agreement.
It is indeed appropriate to provide Qin Xiang'e with a rickshaw, but he was so busy preparing for the wedding upon his return that he forgot about this.
"After that, I'll buy a house in town."
Ye Yun counted the eight bills she had left in her hand, kept one, and put the remaining seven on the kang (a heated brick bed).
In the early stages of economic reform, the overall environment is sluggish, and the housing market is particularly depressed. At current prices, you can probably buy two small courtyard houses in a similar location in town for 700 yuan.
Qin Zheng nodded again.
"And what about the last one?" He looked thoughtfully at the banknote in Ye Yun's hand.
Ye Yun thought for a moment, then smiled and said, "Shall we go to town tomorrow?"
"Um?"
"Buy some chickens and ducks to raise at home, and add some other things to the house."
"Add some things..." Qin Zheng rubbed his forehead as he mentioned this, realizing that the furniture he had promised Ye Yun hadn't been made yet.
"I'll take you to see the carpenter's house tomorrow."
"There's no rush." Ye Yun didn't care much about these things. "What we have at home is enough. If we're talking about what we lack, we might need a large wardrobe. I didn't have time to pack up my old clothes when I went back to my parents' home last time. I'll go back to Yejiagou another day to pack them up. We need to have a place to put them then."
"Okay," Qin Zheng said. "There's still some left over. What do you want to do with the rest?"
"Buy some chickens and ducks to raise."
Ye Yun smiled and said, "I don't want anything big in this life. I just want to buy some chickens, ducks and poultry, live in a small courtyard with you, tend to our little plot of land, have two more kids, and live like this for the rest of my life. That's enough."
Hearing her say that, Qin Zheng looked at her with a slightly surprised expression.
He didn't reply for a long time.
The sudden silence made Ye Yun realize something was wrong. She looked at Qin Zheng and suddenly met his eyes, which were fixed on her without moving.
She was slightly taken aback. "What's wrong?"
Qin Zheng stared blankly, seemingly lost in thought, before blurting out, "Wife, everything else is fine, but where are we going to get the two kids?"
Swish... Ye Yun's face flushed red.
Isn't this person strange? Every time he picks a point, it's both so important and so unimportant?
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