Chapter 13 Ruchun (Catching Bugs) What’s the matter? We all farm the same way,…
Chapter 13 Like Spring
"Well, I'll go take a look tomorrow after work at noon."
Yan Jiuru agreed immediately and put the cold cream for Ruchun in the bag as well.
We need to find out what is going on first.
At the same time, he was thinking about whether there was anyone among his childhood friends who could communicate with each other, and he wanted to find out from the side.
Yan Jiuru took out a horseshoe watch, commonly known as an 'alarm clock', as well as vanishing cream, clam oil, soap, a towel, a toothbrush, toothpaste, and a canteen with an imitation military canvas strap.
These were all bought at department stores with industrial coupons. The price was not expensive, but the prerequisite was that he had to have industrial coupons. Even including the money he paid for the coupons, it was not much cheaper than on the black market.
The last one is the home medicine cabinet.
He briefly explained the medicine inside and said to the four old men, "Don't bear the headache and fever now. We have medicine and medicinal wine for traumatic injuries at home. If anyone has pain in their back, give it to me and rub it."
The Yan family had never had so many good things all of a sudden after all these years, and everyone was silent for a moment.
Yan Jiuru noticed and said, "It's so rare for me to go out, so I try to bring back as much as possible. Otherwise, the money for the train ticket, food, and hotel accommodation will be wasted. There won't be many opportunities like this in the future."
In fact, he felt this was just the beginning.
***
at night.
Yan Jiuru took out a few small boxes from her bag by the light of the oil lamp and handed them to Chen Yin.
"Sanitary belt?" Why did you think of buying this?
"The department store is having a sale, and this manufacturer is offering a buy two, get one free deal." As a grown man, he couldn't say anything. Anyway, he felt that both his wife and mother could use it.
Chen Yin blushed as she put one away and said, "Give this to mom and elder sister. It's too early for younger sister." She was still breastfeeding and didn't need this for the time being.
Yan Jiuru showed her half a bag of money, and Chen Yin was so shocked that she couldn't speak.
"W-What are you doing?"
Yan Jiuru leaned close to her and whispered, "I also picked up two small yellow croakers. I didn't dare tell my father and grandfather. I hid the money first. Anyway, I won't let you and the child suffer because of me in the future."
Chen Yin looked at him, nodded, her eyes red.
"Look, look, why are you still crying? You're almost happy, come and smile for me!"
"Go away~" Chen Yin burst into laughter, "Brother Jiuru, you are so nice."
"That's right, there aren't many men like me."
Yan Jiuru was possessed by the devil. He moved Zhuangzhuang aside and squeezed in front of his wife, "Let me give you a massage~"
"No need, the milk is ready now." Chen Yin pushed him.
"Then let me rub your stomach. Didn't mom say that you need to get rid of the blood as soon as possible? I'll help you."
He reached out to Chen Yin's still slightly bulging belly, "Like this, or like this? Is it comfortable?"
"Stop it, ah~"
"Brother Jiuru~hmm~"
Without stopping, Yan Jiuru's head had already been buried in his clothes.
"Cough, cough, cough," his mother coughed forcefully outside the window. "It's so late, why aren't you sleeping yet?"
***
The next morning, Yan Jiuru was found twisting his ear by his mother and being scolded.
"Your wife is in confinement after giving birth. I told you not to bother her, but you didn't listen. What if the milk comes back?"
Yan Jiuru defended herself, "I was just rubbing her stomach to help her get rid of the blood."
His mother slapped him and said, "Don't think I don't know what you are up to. Stop it, or I will make Yinyin go back to her parents' home to recuperate after giving birth. See if you are embarrassed enough."
His mother even complained to his father: "You used to be more straightforward, less talkative, and not so shameless."
His father: "You were the child before, and now you are the child's father. How can it be the same? You used to blush when you spoke to people, but now you are much more capable."
It's about chasing away Mrs. Zhang today.
"That can't stop people from pretending to be deaf and dumb."
***
After lunch, villagers came to Yan's house one after another to broaden their horizons and see the bicycles.
Originally, the village brigade had only one bicycle, and it was very old. Villagers could only ride it when they had urgent matters or when brigade cadres went to the commune.
Now, there is suddenly a new car in the village, so shouldn’t we take a good look at it?
However, most people are particular and won’t join in the fun as soon as someone else arrives home.
Who doesn’t need to settle down after just returning home?
Of course, everyone was more curious about why the Yan family suddenly started buying bicycles. Where did they get rich?
The Yan family has already spoken with one voice, telling everyone that they wanted to buy a bicycle when their two children got married. Now, after saving for nearly two years and finally getting a ticket, they went to buy one.
Everyone understood where the tickets were exchanged, and nodded in agreement, "It's not easy to save up a ticket in two years."
Others said, "I heard from Mr. Li from the commune cafeteria last time that even if you have a ticket, you may not be able to buy it because the supply and marketing cooperative is out of stock."
"It has to be the eldest son of Yan. After all, he has attended high school. He knew that this place is not good, so he simply went to the county. Look, he bought it back."
"It's not like some people who hold onto their tickets and wait for the supply and marketing cooperative to deliver goods."
People came and went, and after a bag of candy was distributed, it finally quieted down for a while.
I say temporarily because in the next few days, there will still be a few people coming to see it, and even borrow cars to try it out.
Yan Jiuru packed a bag, hung it on the handlebars of his bike, and rode to see his sister Ruchun.
The two little ones insisted on following me, so I could only bring one in front and one in the back.
"Don't put your feet too close to the wheel. The spokes will get you caught in them."
This is what the salesperson reminded me of. Many children have had their ankles sprained. In mild cases, they will just be left with a scar after a while of recovery, while in severe cases, they may even become disabled due to leg length differences.
As he was talking, he thought about making something to protect the rear wheel on both sides. Well, like the postman's bicycle.
***
Yan Ruchun married into the Wen family in the neighboring Liutiaoweizi Brigade last year.
The two families are somewhat related, although not real relatives, but the younger generations can call each other cousin when they meet.
It takes less than ten minutes to ride a bike from Xinghua Brigade and you can see the big willow tree at the entrance of Liutiaoweizi Brigade from afar.
Suddenly a bicycle appeared in the village, and the little kids who were playing under the big tree ran after the bicycle happily.
The third brother looked at these little brats and suddenly wondered if he was the same as them - just stupid?
The "squeaky" bicycle stopped outside the Wen family's gate.
The two little ones jumped down by themselves. They love this way of playing and haven’t had enough of it yet.
"Uncle Wen, Aunt Wen, someone is coming to your house~"
There are children shouting outside.
"Go away! What are you shouting about?" A man's voice rang out in the yard.
The children were all anxious, why didn’t they believe him: “Really, I came here by bicycle~”
Yan Jiuru also heard the noise and said loudly, "Uncle Wen, it's me, Jiuru."
Someone came to open the door with a clatter of feet. "Oh, it's really you, young man. Why are you here? Come on, get inside."
"Uncle Wen, there are still us."
The two kids squeezed through the door and looked around, "Where's my sister?"
There was quite a commotion outside, and the Wen family members who were taking a lunch break came out one by one to see what was going on.
"Sister~"
The younger sister went up to hold the older sister's waist, looked up and smiled, "Sister, older brother bought a bicycle, and he rode it to bring us to see you today."
Now, not only Ruchun, but everyone in the yard had their eyes on the bicycle in Yan Jiuru's hand.
"Brother is here, come in and sit down." Ruchun's husband Wen Weidong was busy preparing to entertain his elder brother, younger brother-in-law, and younger sister-in-law.
Ruchun's eyes also turned red, and her voice was choked with sobs, "Brother!"
This was the first time someone from her parents' family came to visit her after she got married. The feeling in her heart was sour, sweet, and a little bitter. It was really hard to describe.
Yan Jiuru looked at his sister. She was so thin that her clothes looked empty. He frowned, "Why are you so thin?! Are you not giving me food?"
He was asking about his younger sister, but his eyes fell on Wen Weidong and Wen's parents.
Yan Jiuru's current aura is not the same as before. Now, when he gets angry, some of his profound and majestic aura comes out.
"Tell me, what's going on?"
He rolled up his arms as he spoke, "Tell me, if you get bullied, I'll take care of it for you."
He looked her up and down with a distrustful gaze, and his spiritual sense also swept over insensitive areas to see if there were any hidden injuries.
Suddenly hearing that their elder sister might be bullied, the two younger ones couldn’t stand it anymore. They had been raised under the care of their elder sister, so how could they let her be bullied?
The third child jumped up and immediately looked around for something. He found a broken brick and picked it up, glaring at the people in the yard, as if he was going to hit anyone with a brick if his sister pointed it out.
The younger sister put her hands on her hips and made a kettle gesture, "Who of you bullied my sister?"
Ruchun is only a 19-year-old girl, how mature can she be?
In this situation, she couldn't hold back any longer, she covered her mouth, shook her head, and started to cry.
Seeing his sister crying, Yan Jiuru was so angry that he kicked over the basin of water in the yard with a bang.
"If it's inconvenient for you to talk here, then come home with me. We have enough for you to eat. Go, pack your things and follow me."
"Oh, brother-in-law, please don't wrongly accuse me. We didn't bully Ruchun."
Aunt Wen was shocked and only then realized that if her brother-in-law took the child back, how would their family live?
"No bullying?"
Yan Jiuru snorted coldly, "My sister wasn't like this when she got married. Now she has lost at least ten pounds!
What's going on? We all farm the same crops, and you're eating swill? Can it make you so skinny?
Or is your family a Zhou Paopi, who keeps you awake in the middle of the night and forces you to work?"
Ruchun was already crying and hiccuping.
Wen Weidong felt both distressed and scared, and could only mutter "Ruchun, Ruchun" to himself, not knowing what to do.
Yan Jiuru got angry just by looking at him. She pushed everyone aside, helped her sister up, clumsily wiped her tears, and coaxed her, "Don't cry. Crying too much will make you lose water, like a dried-up potato."
"Puchi~" Ruchun was amused.
"Look, your nose is full of snot, wipe it quickly. If you have anything to say, tell me and I'll take care of it for you. At worst, we can just break up with him and go home to support you."
Wen Youliang, the head of the Wen family, glared at his wife fiercely, then smiled and said, "What are you talking about? Well, nephew, let's talk inside. Let's talk inside."
Yan Jiuru ignored him.
As the head of the family, how could you not know what's going on at home?
It was obvious that my sister had suffered a great injustice, and maybe it was because of this old man.
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