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Grain and oil coupons were limited. Yang Qiujin had previously bought grain and oil at the service center, and those coupons had basically been used up. Where did Chen Shengqing get the coupons to buy so much grain and oil?
"I exchanged the receipts with my comrades." Chen Shengqing put all the food and oil into the kitchen, turned around and walked to the living room. Suddenly he realized something was wrong and looked at Yang Qiujin in surprise, "Did you cut your hair?"
"Why, it doesn't look good?" Yang Qiujin asked, ruffling her hair.
Chen Shengqing held his tongue for a long time before he said, "I think you look good with long hair."
"Do you think I don't look good with short hair?" Yang Qiujin's mood suddenly turned bad. She stood up from the stool and glared at Chen Shengqing and said, "Do you know that when I came to follow the army, the wives of the soldiers here laughed at me, saying that I was a country bumpkin and very rustic?"
"Who said that?" Chen Shengqing raised his eyebrows, his eyes suddenly becoming cold and fierce, "One by one, you don't care about yourselves, but just gossip about others. Tell me your names, and I'll go find their men and have a good talk with them."
"Come on, why do you, a grown man, have to interfere in our women's affairs?" Yang Qiujin rolled her eyes at him.
"You are my lover. Whoever bullies you is bullying me. I don't care whether they are men or women. Anyone who dares to bully me will have to pay the price." Chen Shengqing's aura was low, and he turned around and walked out of the yard.
"Hey, what are you doing? Come back!" Yang Qiujin quickly grabbed him, "I just said it casually, why are you so angry? They are right. I used to stay in the Vanguard Brigade and rarely went out. Women in our country don't like to be particular. They dress and have hairstyles as they please. Now that I am in the army, many of those wives of soldiers are educated and knowledgeable, and they come from big cities. It is normal for them to look down on my rustic dress from the country. I tell you, I have decided to change my image, my past style, and my future decisions. Whether you like the way I cut your hair or not, I will cut it the way I want in the future."
Chen Shengqing turned his head to look at her, the light in his narrow eyes was frightening.
Yang Qiujin was frightened by his gaze and slowly withdrew her hand. She thought, no matter whether Chen Shengqing liked cutting her hair or not, she could never be like those women in the countryside who depended on men for life, treating men as their gods, listening to men in everything, revolving around men and children all day long, completely losing herself and living in darkness all her life.
Chen Shengqing looked at her for a long time, then raised his lips and said, "It's a good thing that you have such an ideological realization."
Yang Qiujin was born in a family that favored boys over girls. Her mother was too weak to stand up, and her father was a bad man who did all kinds of things, including eating, drinking, gambling, and smoking.
Yang Qiujin grew up in such a family and was subjected to all kinds of beatings and torture. Chen Shengqing was always worried that she would be influenced by her natal family. She looked strong on the outside, but was as weak as her mother on the inside. She couldn't stand up when encountering problems and had no opinions of her own.
Now seeing her insisting on herself and deciding to change, he felt good. At least when he went to the border patrol and was away from home for a long time, he didn't have to worry about her and the children being bullied.
Yang Qiujin: ...
Chen Shengqing is weird. He has a gloomy face in one second and smiles in the next.
Since he stopped talking about her haircut, she was too lazy to continue arguing with him. She sat down at the dining table and said, "There is something I feel I need to talk to you about."
She told him what Chen Tianyou said at noon, lowered her head and said sadly: "When you were not at home before, I knew how hard it was for you to be a soldier outside. No matter how reluctant I was to marry you at that time, we are husband and wife after all. After we have children, I have the obligation to protect this home for you.
I tried my best to be good to your parents and children, giving them everything I thought was the best, and I never thought about being nice to myself.
But when I arrived at the military, I saw how glamorous other military wives lived and heard others mocking me one after another. Then I realized how harsh I had been on myself in the past.
And the child whom I had carefully taught and raised said such hurtful words to me after just one day of playing at someone else's house. I was very sad and felt that everything I had done before was a joke.
You said that I have awakened to my thoughts, but actually that is not the case. I just suddenly realized that a woman can't rely on anyone in her life. The only person she can rely on is herself.
From now on, I will live for myself. You two, please stand aside. We can get by if we can. If we can't, I don't care about the identities of wife and mother. "
She spoke out her grievances and determination in a rush. Chen Shengqing was shocked at first, then silent. He then stood up straight and saluted Yang Qiujin: "You have suffered. From now on, you can do whatever you want. As long as you don't do anything illegal, I will never stop you."
A woman gave birth to children for him and endured so many hardships for so many years. The children were ignorant and hurt her heart. He was also an incompetent husband and made her suffer so much injustice, but he was completely unaware of it.
She could tell him all these grievances directly, and besides being shocked, he was more relieved.
Husbands and wives should speak openly to each other, correct mistakes and resolve problems. If they keep hiding things and refuse to say anything or resolve problems, all conflicts will continue to deepen. In the end, when neither of them can bear the explosion, their marriage will come to an end.
He was very fortunate that Yang Qiujin could tell him all her grievances and give him a chance to solve the problem.
He scooped two bowls of rice from the table and placed them in front of Yang Qiujin, "Let's eat first."
"God bless you..." Yang Qiujin subconsciously looked towards the yard.
"Don't worry about him." Chen Shengqing said seriously, "I need to talk to you about educating Tianyou. As you said, Tianyou is a child who has been holding your breath in his stomach, so his reaction may be a little slow. But his character and behavior don't show where he is slow at all. You want to educate him well, but he always makes trouble. You are exhausted taking care of him alone, and it is inevitable that you can't control your temper and scold and beat him. He He is the kind of dog who only remembers the food but not the beating. He only remembers that he was beaten, but not why he was beaten. That's why he said those hurtful words to you. Since he can't realize his mistakes, we will change the way to educate him. From now on, you just need to ignore him and take care of yourself. Boys are all bastards from childhood to adulthood. The more you ignore him, the more obedient he will be. When the time is right, give him a few candies, and you can basically control him."
"You speak as if you know him very well." Yang Qiujin listened to Chen Shengqing's clear and logical explanation and looked up at him. "You were not like this when you were a child, were you?"
You know, in the eyes of outsiders, Chen Shengqing is a good-tempered young man.
Can Chen Shengqing admit that he was also very naughty when he was a child? When he was a child, he was much smarter and more perceptive than Tianyou. He only made mistakes at home, and was good at making his parents happy and forgiving afterwards. Unlike this kid, his words could make people angry to death.
The couple ate in silence in the living room. During the meal, Yang Qiujin wanted to save some food for Chen Tianyou, but Chen Shengqing stopped her in a tough manner, "If you want to find another way to deal with Hun, you have to be ruthless."
Yang Qiujin thought about it and it made sense. She thought she was strict enough with her children, but many times she couldn't help but be soft-hearted and indulge the children a little, which made the brat think that she was tough on the outside but kind on the inside.
From today on, she should listen more to Chen Shengqing's advice and fix all the problems of this brat.
After dinner, the couple washed and cleaned the house. Chen Shengqing went next door to find Wang Jianjun and told him about how he was going to deal with the bad boy. Then he returned home to repair the broken lights and wires in the house.
Chen Tianyou was at Wang's house, having fun with the Wang siblings. Wang Songyang was two years younger than Chen Tianyou and had the same personality as Chen Tianyou, both were naughty and would not listen to anyone's advice.
Liang Xueqing is a clean person and keeps the house tidy every day. However, the two naughty kids got together and made the house a mess, which gave Liang Xueqing a headache.
It just so happened that Chen Shengqing and Wang Jianjun were partners in the army, and they saw each other every day. It was normal for their children to go to each other's homes to play. All they had to do was wait until the children left and then clean up the house. Liang Xueqing couldn't say anything.
Especially in the afternoon, Chen Shengqing came over specially and brought several kilograms of food coupons, saying that he wanted to teach Chen Tianyou a lesson and asked them to take care of Chen Tianyou's food for a few days. Wang Jianjun could not refuse, so he asked her opinion and had to agree.
Liang Xueqing looked at the clean wool blanket she had placed in the living room, which was now covered in mud and dust after the two boys played marbles with their butts raised. Her blood pressure was rising little by little, so she simply asked her daughter to watch over them and went back to the house to read, so as to avoid having to see them.
It was getting dark. After playing at Wang's house for the whole day, Chen Tianyou finally felt something was wrong. Why didn't his mother call him home today?
In the past, if he played at someone's house, his mother would yell at him to go back in less than half an hour, mainly because she was afraid that he would fight or quarrel with other children in other people's houses or take other people's things.
Why didn't you call him today?
Chen Tianyou was getting more and more bored with playing, so he sneaked back home and found the door was closed. He panicked and ran to knock on the door and shouted, "Mom, I'm back, open the door."
Yang Qiujin was sitting in the house, rummaging through the cloth that she had intended to use to make new clothes for Chen Tianyou, and she also found a piece of cotton cloth that had been at the bottom of the box when she got married. She planned to go to the Wang family tomorrow and ask Liang Xueqing to help her plan and cut a new dress.
Most of her clothes were patched, so it was no wonder that those brightly dressed military wives looked down on her.
She had treated herself too badly these years. Since her son was useless, there was no need for her to focus all her attention on him and keep him company with all the good food and drink.
From now on, she will be a selfish woman who always puts herself first. She, Yang Qiujin, wants to be reborn and become a new person!
Chen Tianyou was knocking on the door outside, but Yang Qiujin was calmly rummaging through the drawers, pretending not to hear.
Chen Tianyou heard the noise in the house and knocked on the door even harder, "Mom, Mom, open the door, I'm back! Why don't you open the door!"
Chen Shengqing was sitting at the end of the kang bed, at a small elm table, writing a report on troop training. He heard loud knocks on the door outside. He turned around to look at Yang Qiujin, and seeing that she didn't react, he smiled with satisfaction.
The couple tacitly understood each of them doing their own things, completely ignoring Chen Tianyou who was outside the door.
Gradually, Chen Tianyou's knocking on the door became tearful. He had just arrived and was unfamiliar with the army and the place. His parents locked him out, so he was inevitably scared.
But he also knew that his mother, who had always been good-tempered to him, must be angry about what he had said before by locking him out. So he cried and said, "Mom, I know I was wrong. I didn't mean to say those things. I was just joking."
The house became quiet, but no one opened the door. Chen Tianyou cried and apologized again and again, and the women from several nearby houses came out to see the excitement. Only then did Chen Shengqing open the door and said with a sullen face, "Come in."
Chen Tianyou walked into the room in a panic. Yang Qiujin was already lying on the kang bed, covered with a quilt, with her back to him and not looking at him.
"Kneel down!" Chen Shengqing shouted angrily.
His expression was so scary that Chen Tianyou knelt down immediately and glanced at him secretly, "Dad..."
"Who is your father?" Chen Shengqing stood beside the kang bed, staring at him coldly: "Your mother was pregnant for ten months, and she went through countless hardships and dangers, and almost lost her life to give birth to you. In these years, your father was not with you, and your mother played the role of both father and mother, raising you alone. Whatever you wanted to eat, drink, wear, and play with, your mother tried her best to satisfy you and give you the best in her ability. But how do you treat your mother!
You didn't listen to your mother's teachings day and night, and you quarreled and fought with the children in the village for no reason. You bullied cats and dogs, caused trouble everywhere, and were extremely naughty. You caused your mother countless troubles.
Your mother spends her days cleaning up your mess, but you don’t repent, don’t learn from your mistakes, and continue to do as you please. You only remember to eat and not to be beaten, and you don’t even remember why you made a mistake that earned your mother’s scolding and punishment. Now you’re complaining about your mother to outsiders, and you even want to recognize someone else as your mother.”
At this point, he sneered, "If you want to recognize someone else as your mother, then go ahead. Why are you coming back?"
Chen Tianyou's head was buzzing with anger from being scolded by him. He finally realized that he had made a big mistake. He hunched his neck and whispered, "Dad, I'm sorry. I was wrong."
"Can a simple 'I'm sorry' or 'I was wrong' make up for the harm you have done to your mother?" Chen Shengqing half-knelt in front of him, angrily saying, "I'm telling you, Chen Tianyou, in our family, your mother is the one who has the final say, she is the head of the family, and she is always the most important. She is my wife, your mother, and she is also a lesbian who needs protection and love. If you don't respect your mother, don't listen to her, and we have repeatedly taught you but you don't listen, you are stubborn and hard to teach, then you can go back to your hometown and raise yourself. Then I will bring your grandmother here, and we will send you money checks on time, and our father-son relationship will end from now on."
Chen Tianyou didn't take the first half of his words seriously, and was even a little happy. He thought it would be good to send him back to his hometown, where his grandmother was very kind to him. He didn't care about these fierce parents.
After hearing the second half of the conversation, he realized the seriousness of the matter. They actually asked him to fend for himself and severed all ties with him. Are they still his biological parents?
He was extremely shocked and felt extremely wronged, so he started crying again, "Mom, I know I was wrong, please don't send me back home, I will never say that again, I will be obedient in the future, please forgive me!"
In the past, if he had admitted his mistakes like this, his mother would have been soft-hearted and forgiven him, but this time his mother didn't even look back at him.
Chen Shengqing was impatient to hear him crying, so he pulled him up and locked him in a small room next door, leaving him to sleep alone.
This time Chen Tianyou cried even louder. Although he usually looked like a troublemaker, it was because he knew he had made a mistake and had someone to support him that he dared to do bad things. In fact, he was very timid and did not dare to sleep alone at night.
This time he was locked up in a small room all by himself, which was really a death sentence for him. He cried for most of the night and only stopped when he was tired.
Early the next morning, Yang Qiujin got up after hearing the military call and found that Chen Shengqing had not gone to the army but was squatting outside, doing something unknown.
"Aren't you going to the camp today?" she asked, combing her hair.
"I'll go in the afternoon." Chen Shengqing poured out all the more than ten bags of clay that he had carried early in the morning, and stirred them with water in a large iron spatula until the mud was half wet. He put a wooden grid about ten centimeters long and wide on the ground, put the mixed half-wet mud in it, spread it flat and stepped on it, and then hit it hard with a wooden mallet, and a clay brick was ready.
"What is this for?" Yang Qiujin walked over and asked curiously while touching the clay brick.
"Make mud bricks and build the courtyard wall."
Last night, Chen Tianyou was knocking on the door and howling like a ghost, which attracted many military wives to look in. Chen Shengqing didn't like people paying too much attention to his family affairs, so he went to an empty place outside the station early in the morning, dug up clay and brought it back to build the courtyard wall to block the sight of those gossipers.
"This mud wall won't collapse when it rains," Yang Qiujin expressed deep doubt.
"No, the border area is dry and rainy, and the soil is very sticky. After being piled up layer by layer to form a wall, it is harder than stone after being exposed to wind and sun. Even if it rains, it is difficult to be washed away." Chen Shengqing said.
"So that's it." Yang Qiujin suddenly realized.
Chen Shengqing had been busy all morning and was sweating all over. He took off his coat early, revealing his muscular upper body.
Under the golden sunlight, as he hammered the clay, the muscles on his arms bulged, and sweat flowed along his muscle lines, slowly sliding down to his solid chest muscles and perfect abdominal muscles...
Yang Qiujin's first reaction was to look away, but she could not ignore the horrific knife and gunshot wounds on his stunning body.
Two of those wounds were as hideous as centipedes, twisted and long, and looked very scary. It was hard to imagine how badly Chen Shengqing was injured back then. Even after so many years, the wounds were still difficult to heal.
Chen Shengqing had never mentioned his injury in his letters to her before, and his monthly allowance was mailed to her on time, and he never complained.
Yang Qiujin felt sad and decided to be nicer to the man. After washing up, she went into the kitchen, kneaded the flour, and made three bowls of Jindao ramen noodles, which she usually found troublesome because of the kneading and rolling process.
The noodle sauce is made of diced potatoes, onions and radishes, stir-fried with the leftover fried shredded lamb from last night.
After frying the noodles, she heated a small bowl of rapeseed oil and poured in the chili powder she had pounded in Sichuan Province and brought back. She boiled it in rapeseed oil and a sizzling sound filled the kitchen with a pungent aroma of chili peppers.
When the noodles are cooked, add the leftover mutton soup from yesterday, the noodle sauce, a spoonful of chili oil, and a little pepper powder. A bowl of slightly reddish, tempting mutton ramen is ready.
After crying for most of the night, Chen Tianyou fell into a deep sleep. He woke up from his dream when he smelled the fragrance. He ran to the kitchen and saw Yang Qiujin serving noodles. He cried out aggrievedly, "Mom, I'm hungry..."
"Go wash your face and brush your teeth." Yang Qiujin looked calm as usual. She brought the noodles to the living room and invited Chen Shengqing to eat.
Before Yang Qiujin urged Chen Tianyou to wash his face and brush his teeth, he would take a long time to finish. Today, without Yang Qiujin's urging, Chen Tianyou brushed his teeth quickly, washed his face, and sat obediently at the dining table.
When he saw the noodles on the table, he dropped his head and said, "Noodles again? I don't like noodles."
"If you don't want to eat it, forget it." Yang Qiujin said without saying anything. She picked up the noodles that belonged to him and poured them into Chen Shengqing's big bowl: "If you don't want to eat it, it's just right for your father. Your father still doesn't have enough to eat."
Chen Shengqing glanced at her, picked up the chopsticks, picked up the food, put it into his mouth, and ate it quickly.
Yang Qiujin knew that he had a big appetite, so she specially gave him a large bowl of noodles. His bowl of noodles was like a small basin, and with Chen Tianyou's small bowl, the small basin was piled up like a mountain. However, he ate it all in no time, even leaving out the soup.
Yang Qiujin and Chen Tianyou were stunned. Chen Shengqing deliberately said, "Qiujin, you are a great cook. These noodles are so delicious. Let's continue eating noodles tomorrow morning."
Yang Qiujin smiled: "As long as you like it, I'll make more tomorrow." After saying that, she didn't even look at Chen Tianyou and picked up her chopsticks to eat her bowl of noodles.
Chen Tianyou cried for most of the night, exhausting all his energy and his stomach was already growling with hunger.
He smelled the fragrant aroma of noodles and meat in the air, looked at his empty bowl, listened to the sound of Yang Qiujin eating noodles, and an unprecedented feeling of grievance surged in his heart.
"Mom, I'm hungry." He burst into tears.
"Oh." Yang Qiujin responded calmly, finished the noodles in a few bites, put away the bowl, went to the kitchen to wash it, returned to the house, picked up the cloth she had found last night, and went out without looking back. She never thought about taking him with her like before because she was worried about him being alone at home.
Chen Tianyou stood at the door, watching her leaving. At that moment, with his indifferent mother, his hardworking father and himself helpless, he felt like he was about to break apart.
When they arrived at Wang's house, the Wang family had just finished breakfast. Liang Xueqing greeted her: "Comrade Yang, come in and sit down."
"Sister Liang, Tianyou caused you trouble yesterday." She said in a few words that she and Chen Shengqing were determined to deal with Chen Tianyou. "I have no choice. What the kid said yesterday really hurt my heart. I must teach him a lesson and let him know how ungrateful he is. Only then will he slowly change his temper and be obedient in the future. He may stay at your house for a few days. You don't have to pay attention to him. Just do what you need to do and pretend he doesn't exist."
"I was wondering why he cried for so long yesterday and you didn't try to comfort him. So this is what happened." Liang Xueqing brought her a wooden stool. "This child is really hard to teach. Personality is determined by nature. If you meet a child with a good personality, like my daughter Songyue, who has been smart, sensible and obedient since she was young, you don't have to spend any effort on her. She is well behaved and knows everything. I think that giving birth to and raising children is just like that, so I thought about having another one to keep her company. But the second one is exactly the opposite of her sister..."
She sighed as she spoke, "My son Songyang is also very naughty. I am worried about him too."
"Your Songyang is always more obedient than my Tianyou." Yang Qiujin smiled and said a few words to her, took out the cloth in her hand, and talked about business: "I found two pieces of cloth, Sister Liang, can you help me see what kind of clothes will look good?"
Liang Xueqing took her cloth and looked at it carefully. One piece was gray-black cotton and linen, only about three feet long, and the other piece was light blue homespun cloth, about fourteen feet long.
"It's three inches long. I can't make it into a garment, but I can make it into a jacket. I can wear a long-sleeved shirt inside and a jacket outside. It's perfect for spring." Liang Xueqing touched the material and said, "Homespun cloth is soft and fluffy. The fabric wrinkles easily and fits the body. I can make it into a Republic of China-style student outfit with a slanted collar, long sleeves on top and a long skirt on the bottom. It looks nice and helps to improve your figure."
"What do the two types of clothes you mentioned look like?" Yang Qiujin had no idea.
"Let me draw it for you." Liang Xueqing went into the house, got out two pieces of sketch paper, and drew it with a pen.
"You paint so well!" Yang Qiujin envied her sincerely.
The shapes of the two pieces of clothing in the painting are so lifelike, just like what you see with your own eyes.
"This is the only thing I can show off." Liang Xueqing's eyes were dim.
Ever since she was beaten into a ***, her painting skills and design expertise, which she used to be proud of, became weapons for those people to fight against her.
In order not to cause trouble for her husband, she never dared to show these things in front of outsiders and could only paint them secretly at home.
That is, because Yang Qiujin looked honest and not so cunning, and the relationship between their husbands was relatively good, she dared to paint in front of Yang Qiujin.
"If it's gold, it will always shine." Yang Qiujin saw her thoughts and comforted her, "The light will come one day. Before that, just lie low in the dark."
Liang Xueqing smiled faintly, "I hope so."
Now that the drawing is drawn, the next step is to take the fabric and cut and sew it according to the drawing.
Liang Xueqing was born into a wealthy family and did not know how to sew clothes, but she had a sewing machine at home, which was her own dowry.
Yang Qiujin could cut and sew clothes by hand, but she didn't have a sewing machine at home. Chen Shengqing said he wanted to buy her a dowry of three pieces of silver and one ring, but she was reluctant to spend the money, so she didn't buy anything except a watch, so she didn't know how to use a sewing machine.
The two of them complemented each other. Yang Qiujin cut the cloth, and Liang Xueqing took the cloth and sewed it quickly. Soon, a jacket and a set of Republic of China style skirt were ready.
"Try it on." Liang Xueqing made the clothes and took Yang Qiujin to the room where her daughter slept, asking her to change and try them on.
Yang Qiujin was not hypocritical. She tried on both sets of clothes when she entered the house. The top was quite formal, while the skirt was close-fitting and the color suited her better. When she put them on, her figure became slim and graceful, and her facial features became delicate and beautiful. Her hair was cut short to cover her ears and cheeks, making her face look even smaller. She walked out of the house, looking graceful and elegant, and she didn't look like she had given birth to a child at all. She was like a female college student from the Republic of China.
"Beautiful, really beautiful." Liang Xueqing looked her up and down, her eyes full of amazement.
"Auntie Yang is so beautiful." Wang Songyue, who was watching the excitement from the side, praised.
"Good, looks good..." Xiao Songyang parroted.
"Thank you." Yang Qiujin said with a smile.
When a man says you are pretty, he may be just trying to please you, but when a woman or a child says you are pretty, then you are really pretty.
Yang Qiujin's confidence rose, and she took out a piece of money from her old clothes pocket and put it in Liang Xueqing's hand, "Thank you for your help. I have never asked a tailor to make clothes, so I don't know how much it costs to make a piece of clothes. I'll give you a piece of money, do you think it's enough?"
"We are neighbors. We will meet each other sooner or later. I help you today, but tomorrow I may need your help. You don't have to pay me." Liang Xueqing was stunned for a moment and quickly returned the money to her.
"That won't do. Let's put things in perspective. I asked you to design clothes for me, you helped me draw the blueprints, and sew clothes for me. You put in a lot of effort and care. This is the money you deserve. If you don't accept it, how can I dare to come to your house and ask you to help me make clothes in the future?" Yang Qiujin pretended to be angry.
Liang Xueqing had no choice but to accept it.
After Yang Qiujin left, she sat in the living room, holding a piece of money in her hand, not knowing what to think.
"Mom, what's wrong with you?" The sensible Wang Songyue asked with some concern.
"I'm fine. I just didn't expect that I could make money now." Liang Xueqing choked up at the end.
Since she was beaten into a madman, her family has undergone tremendous changes. She has suffered all kinds of insults and unfair treatment. If she had not met Wang Jianjun, who married her at all costs and gave her a complete family, she would have become a fierce person by now.
However, because of her identity, she was looked down upon and ridiculed everywhere. She was unable to go out to work and earn money, and could only rely on Wang Jianjun for her life. For her, who had received higher education, advocated gender equality, and was determined to make a career, this was undoubtedly like accepting a delay.
Now, she helped Yang Qiujin for some selfish reasons, but she gained her respect and received her rewards.
Liang Xueqing held a piece of money in her hand and gradually burst into tears. It felt so good to be respected by others.
When Yang Qiujin returned home carrying the clothes, Chen Shengqing had already built the wall, which was about 1.5 meters high, neither too high nor too low, just enough to block the view.
Seeing her coming into the yard in a skirt, Chen Shengqing thought he was seeing things and looked at her carefully.
Yang Qiujin smiled at him somewhat uncomfortably, revealing her white teeth, "I asked my neighbor Liang to help me make this dress. Does it look good?"
She turned in front of him, like a mountain orchid, quietly blooming in front of him.
Chen Shengqing's heart seemed to be touched by someone, and he felt an indescribable feeling. His throat moved slightly, and he said in a low voice: "It looks good."
His eyes were sincere and passionate. Yang Qiujin felt inexplicably shy when being looked at in that way. She walked lightly back into the house and saw Chen Tianyou still standing at the door staring at her. She quickly turned her head away, pretending she didn't see him, and went back to the house to enjoy herself.
At noon, she steamed some sweet potatoes and added a plate of fried onions, which Chen Tianyou didn't like.
Chen Tianyou had been hungry all morning and originally wanted to skip lunch out of spite and go to the Wang family next door to eat.
But he didn't know that Wang's family had already informed his parents, and they had onions for lunch too, from a big pot in the cafeteria. The onions tasted even worse, and were paired with a few gray steamed buns made of three-grain flour. He lost his appetite just by looking at them, and ran back into the house in shame.
When he saw that Chen Shengqing had eaten so much of the sweet potato that only the size of a fist was left and there were still a few onions left on the plate, he didn't bother to get angry or be stubborn, so he picked up the sweet potato and onions and stuffed them into his stomach.
But poor him, even after wolfing down the food, his stomach was still growling with hunger. His parents didn't even think of making more food for him. They cleared the plates after he finished eating and locked the oven and house tightly to prevent him from stealing food.
Chen Tianyou felt so aggrieved that he covered his stomach, fell on his own kang, and sang in tears: "Little white cabbage, yellow leaves, no parents..."
Yang Qiujin heard his singing in the west room and almost died of laughter.
She was originally worried that the couple might go too far and leave a shadow on their children.
Now it seems that Chen Shengqing is right. Tianyou, a boy with a short memory, needs to be severely punished so that he will know what to say and what not to say.
For several days, Yang Qiujin ignored Chen Tianyou's existence and continued to do what she was supposed to do. When Chen Tianyou called her, she pretended not to see or hear him and treated him as air.
Chen Tianyou has cried and made a fuss, acted like a spoiled child, but she was completely unmoved.
Chen Tianyou, who was always in a state of hunger, was very picky about food at first, but in the end he ate whatever Yang Qiujin cooked. He followed Yang Qiujin around every day, saying sorry with tears in his eyes, helping her do this and that, and never ran around again.
Seeing that this boy seemed to have learned his lesson, Yang Qiujin discussed it with Chen Shengqing and decided that he really knew he was wrong, so she took him to register for the military school and let him start attending school.
With her children in school and her husband at work, Yang Qiujin was the only one left at home. After taking care of the various vegetable seedlings that were sprouting on both sides of the yard, she went to find the director of the family women's department, who was also the wife of Political Commissar Liao, to ask if there were any vacant positions in the family area that she could work for.
Fan Qionghui told her with regret: "The positions in the various units in the family district are limited and all are full. If you want to find something to do, you can go to other towns to look for work."
The permanent population of Tianli Town outside is no more than 500 people. The town is even poorer than the Pioneer Brigade and there is not even a factory. It is not easy to find a job in the town.
Yang Qiujin hit a wall for several days, but she did not give up and asked around.
Seeing that she insisted on finding a job, Zhao Erfeng said to her, "If you really want to find a job to make money, there are places to go. There is a military farm 50 miles away. They are recruiting farm workers. The conditions are harsh and the work is hard. It is not something that ordinary people can do. When I am short of money and have nothing to do, I will take a donkey cart from my fellow villagers to work there and earn some money. If you want to go, I will take you there."
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