Chapter 77 Chapter 77 Fangfang’s little temper.
On Monday morning, Lin Quansheng had breakfast with them as usual before setting off to pick up his girlfriend outside the city.
Before he left, Liu Suqin grabbed a wrapped sandwich from the refrigerator. "It's so early, I don't know if Xiao Li has eaten yet. You can give it to her to fill her stomach. After all, sandwiches don't need to be heated up."
Lin Quansheng didn't bother to be polite with her. He took it with a smile and asked, "Do you have a bag or lunch box?"
"Yes, yes." Qian Juxiang took out a small knitted bag in time.
They've recently been learning to knit from the older women in the neighborhood. When it comes to rural women, many people's first impression is that they're hardworking, simple, and skillful, capable of everything from sewing clothes and knitting sweaters to making shoes. Unfortunately, the reality is often quite different.
When Qian Juxiang was young, tailoring was a popular craft, and ordinary people had no chance to learn it. Most women could only sew clothes. When they encountered tailoring work, they either did it themselves or asked someone who really knew how to do it for help. Sweaters were even more precious. You have to know that wool coupons were rarer and more precious than cloth coupons at that time.
Sewing shoe soles is an old craft passed down from generation to generation. Almost every rural woman knows how to do it. After all, shoes, especially soles, are consumables for farmers. The harder the pillars of the family work, the faster the soles will rot. If women don't learn to make shoes, the whole family will probably have to go barefoot.
So when her own children were young, they never had the chance to wear the sweaters knitted by Qian Juxiang. When it came to her grandchildren, they didn't need tickets to buy wool and the family was well-off. Qian Juxiang wanted to knit a few sweaters for her grandchildren, but unfortunately they were of little use.
Mrs. Liu Dasao and Mrs. Liu Ersao were young at the time, with dexterous hands and good eyesight. They started learning to knit sweaters for their babies while they were pregnant, and soon they became good at it.
Qian Juxiang's life was not easy at that time. In addition to doing farm work, housework and helping to take care of the children, she spent the remaining time on sewing and mending shoes. She had no time to learn this. When her daughter-in-law politely said it was not necessary, she was relieved.
The reason why Aunt Zhang can't knit sweaters is similar to Qian Juxiang's. When she was young, her family was poor and she was busy working in the fields all day long. Besides, the winters in Shenzhen are short, so sweaters are not a necessity.
Unexpectedly, the old sisters in the city did not care about the low utilization rate. Everyone gathered together to chat, and the wool in everyone's hands kept flying, which was very lively.
Qian Juxiang and Aunt Zhang were shocked and confused at first, but later they actively joined the group of people knitting sweaters downstairs and found that this job was really enjoyable.
It doesn't matter if the utilization rate of sweaters is not high. After they are knitted, someone will always wear them. If someone wears them, it won't be wasted. The key is that the process is interesting and can kill time. Sometimes they have just learned a new knitting method, or just finished discussing the color matching of yarn, and when they look up, it is dark. Since they started knitting sweaters, there are not enough sweaters every day.
Liu Suqin knew about their new hobby and expressed her support. She also asked local colleagues where to buy brightly colored and high-quality wool yarn, and accompanied them to choose wool yarn from time to time during holidays.
Aunt Zhang is currently knitting a sweater for her son who works far away in Northeast China. Following Liu Suqin's advice, she chose several dark gray cashmere yarns, which are low-key, warm and practical.
Qian Juxiang had a wide range of choices. She said that she would knit for her daughter and granddaughter first. It happened that both mother and daughter had fair skin and beautiful looks, and the brighter the colors, the more they would highlight their beauty. So, before she had even finished knitting a sweater, she had already accumulated a drawer full of colorful balls of wool in her bedroom drawer.
This is not because Qian Juxiang is lazy. Liu Suqin paid for her mother to buy wool and made a request. She had enough sweaters, various styles of cashmere and wool knitwear, which were more than enough to last through several winters. In comparison, she wanted to carry a handbag knitted by her mother, preferably a mother-daughter style, one large and one small, which could not be bought on the market. That was the unique love of her mother/grandmother.
Qian Juxiang was so confused by the last sentence that she agreed without hesitation. After that, she went back to her old sisters for advice while cursing.
Unfortunately, there are people knitting scarves, gloves, socks, and even TV curtains, but few people are knitting bags. Everyone can only give some suggestions.
She was a beginner, and her careless daughter asked her to work harder. She studied for a long time before she successfully knitted her first bag. Well, it was a bit terrible, so she hung it in the bathroom as a storage bag.
The small bag that Qian Juxiang found for Lin Quansheng was also one of her early practice works. The stitches were relatively smooth, and the colors of the wool were matched with the help of Liu Suqin. It was pink, purple, orange and yellow, full of dopamine style, and at first glance it looked a bit small and exquisite.
Lin Quansheng swung it in his hand, almost laughing. "This little bag, barely bigger than a palm, is perfect for sandwiches. The strap is neither too long nor too short, and it fits perfectly on the handlebars after wrapping it around twice. But I remember this was Fangfang's little bag, right?"
"Bag!" The little girl who was lying on her father's shoulder and pulling his hair seriously suddenly answered loudly, as if to say: Yes, this bag belongs to her, Xiao Fangfang!
Lin Nanjiang picked his ears and said helplessly, "Be quiet, my girl. You are so cute, why are you so loud?"
When the little girl was just born, she either didn't cry at all or started crying so hard that the whole place would shake. He kept comforting himself that the child was still young and would become a cute and well-behaved little princess when she grew up. After all, her facial features were more like her mother's delicate ones, and she would definitely be as gentle as her mother.
Lin Nanjiang used to be so confident, but now he is becoming less and less confident.
Liu Suqin saw through his little thoughts at a glance, but she didn't care and was even happy to see it happen.
In her past life, she'd also struggled with her daughter's belated rebellion, often complaining and nagging about how she'd become such a sweet, sensible, and caring child as a child, only to become so much more troublesome as she grew older. This was especially true when her daughter was around 27 or 28, a typical older, more rambunctious child. The more she tried to persuade her, the more she'd contradict herself, as if deliberately trying to piss her off. This wore her out, and at one point, their relationship was on the verge of breaking down.
Later, it seemed like she was the one who compromised first, but in reality, she had no other options. Her daughter was already over 30, and she couldn't find a suitable partner in her small town. After all, she herself was obsessed with looks, and when she was young, she only looked at looks when looking for a partner. A girl who had raised herself to be a beautiful woman, and who was still approached by men at the age of 30, had bought a car and a house in the city where she worked. She had both money and good looks, so how could she be paired with an ordinary, greasy man?
Rather than being abused by a pig-head, she would rather her daughter be single for the rest of her life.
So after looking around and finding that most of the tall, handsome and well-off young men around her were already taken, Liu Suqin immediately stopped urging her daughter to get married. But no matter how much she urged, she couldn't find a tall, rich and handsome guy for her daughter to meet. So she decided to say less. The older this girl got, the more stubborn she became. The more she talked to her, the more she would object. If she didn't say anything, maybe if she met the right one, she could let things take their own course.
Of course, those were all old ideas. It is said that if the knife does not fall on yourself, you will never feel pain. The same is true in reverse. In her previous life, Liu Suqin questioned and scolded her daughter, but when she returned to her twenties, she began to envy her daughter and even wanted to be her daughter.
Just imagine, if she had no memory of her past life, and had never married and had children after being reborn, but had a stable job like Fangfang, with a car, a house, and no worries about food and clothing, then she would most likely not enter into marriage.
Isn’t it good to concentrate on enjoying life? Why do you want to be so desperate and work like a slave for others?
But there are no ifs.
The experiences in her previous life made Liu Suqin complete, but also framed her. The perfect happiness she envisioned was that the four of them would stay together and everyone would get what they wanted.
The changes she wanted were to bring the whole family along, not just leave any one behind.
But she will no longer ask her children to live according to her expectations. Each generation has its own ideals and pursuits. If her daughter doesn't want to get married, then she doesn't have to, and it's up to her whether she wants to have children or not.
I work hard to make money just to give my children more choices. Apart from anything else, after they pass away, the cash from these houses can be divided equally between my sister and my brother, which is enough for my daughter to live in a mid- to high-end nursing home for twenty or thirty years.
Maybe she and Lin Nanjiang will live in a nursing home before their daughter. Before Liu Suqin was reborn, she had seen those high-end nursing homes on the Internet more than once. They were located in Beijing, Shanghai, Guangzhou, Shenzhen and other major tourist cities. They had spacious venues and beautiful environments. All the facilities were equipped with those of a five-star hotel. There was also a professional medical team to meet all the needs of the elderly.
The cost is also not low, starting from five figures per month. If professional caregivers and medical equipment are required, it is possible to spend millions per year. Liu Suqin was dismissive of this at the time, mainly because she had no money in her pocket. She felt that this was a bit fragrant in her life.
If there really comes a day when they become financially free, they can simply retire and live in a high-end nursing home to enjoy life. When they get tired of living there, they can move to another city and open their eyes every day to start a new day.
This way, when the children need it, I can share my rich experience of living in a nursing home. How cool is that?
So she doesn't even care if her children don't get married or have children. Would she still care if her daughter isn't gentle and sensible enough?
Of course not.
As a gentle and virtuous mother who swallows all the hardships and fatigue, endures and digests them silently, which leads to an overflow of negative energy. In the end, she is full of resentment and turns herself into a shrew. The last thing Liu Suqin wants to see is her daughter following her old path.
As long as Fangfang has a normal outlook on life and a decent character, what does it matter if she has a bad temper? In this society, girls are being disciplined everywhere, so a bit of a temper isn't a bad thing; it can save you a lot of trouble.
Rather than fulfilling the wishes of others, Liu Suqin wanted her daughter to fulfill herself. She hoped that she would grow up freely and be as free as the wind.
So she didn't take Lin Nanjiang's distress to heart at all. She just replied with a teasing "Isn't my personality like yours?" and then said softly to the little guy, "Yes, it's yours. Fangfang, can you lend me your bag? I'm carrying the new bag that grandma knitted for you today."
Xiao Fangfang tilted her head, still trying to understand what her mother meant. Lin Quansheng came over and pinched her cheeks, "Thank you, dear uncle."
She understood what he said and responded loudly, "You're welcome."
Mom and Dad often taught her words like "thank you" and "you're welcome". Little Fangfang remembered them very clearly and could pronounce them clearly with clear pronunciation, which made the adults laugh.
Qian Juxiang also smiled and reminded Lin Quansheng, "Why don't you go pick up your partner? Leave early so you have plenty of time and don't have to rush. Ride slowly and be careful."
"Okay, I'm leaving." Lin Quansheng responded straightforwardly, but he did not do that at all. He left at eight o'clock and brought his girlfriend to the door before ten o'clock, which was extremely fast.
Liu Suqin and the others who came to the door to greet them after hearing the noise were also stunned. It was understandable that Xiao Li would not come empty-handed for his first visit. Even if they had asked him in advance, it would not be surprising if he brought some fruits and children's toys. But what about that bag of salted duck eggs?
After exchanging introductions and greetings, Li Xiaoqing sat on the sofa in the living room, took a sip of the hot water in her hand, and then took the initiative to explain, "Um, sister-in-law, has Brother Quansheng told you about my hometown? My family is in a small fishing village in the neighboring province. In addition to farming and fishing, we have another source of income in our hometown, which is raising ducks. When the tide goes out, we drive the ducks to the beach and let them forage for food on their own. This way, the ducks can eat themselves fat and strong without any cost. The duck eggs they lay are also larger than those of ordinary ducks that eat rice bran. The salted duck eggs made from them are very fragrant, and the egg yolks are all oily. In addition, when the ducks are old, they are slaughtered and eaten for meat. We are very good at cooking duck there. Lemon duck and snail and duck feet stew are both very delicious!"
"Someone from the factory went back to his hometown a while ago, and my family asked him to bring some salted duck eggs over. I brought them here today for you to try." Li Xiaoqing was indeed a cheerful and enthusiastic girl. After Liu Suqin and the others had just introduced themselves to each other, she had already successfully opened the conversation. She talked nonstop, explaining the reasons and consequences of sending the salted duck eggs. At the end, she smiled and said, "If my sister-in-law and aunt like the salted duck eggs pickled by my mother, I can bring more over next year."
It turned out that these were salted duck eggs made by Li's mother and sent all the way from their hometown. This was a sincere gesture. Liu Suqin glanced at Lin Quansheng, who could only smile foolishly, and quickly said in praise, "Great, we happen to have chicken wings at home. I'll make egg yolk chicken wings with the salted duck eggs you brought for lunch. They will definitely be delicious. By the way, Xiaoqing, is there a famous island in your hometown that tourists occasionally visit on their own initiative?"
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