Chapter 77 Don’t go~ Yan Jiuru stared at the backs of the two people who were fleeing...
Chapter 76 Don’t Go~
Yan Jiuru strolled on the newly decorated street.
There is more greenery on both sides of the streets, pots of flowers are in full bloom, and brand new red flags are fluttering in the wind. The streets of the entire capital are particularly festive.
Pedestrians and bicycles were bustling about, and groups of people holding banners were heading to the largest square. They were representatives from various industries and advanced workers from all over the country.
Grocery stores, department stores, and supply and marketing outlets were all packed with people. A female announcer's beautiful voice rang out from the loudspeaker at the entrance: "...Festival market, the capital has an ample supply of all kinds of goods, with a rich variety..."
The Revolutionary Committee changed its policy in the first half of this year, allowing individuals to raise poultry and livestock and grow their own vegetables. Therefore, this year's non-staple foods are not as scarce as in previous years.
However, people coming out of the store still had things in their hands and were smiling happily.
Yan Jiuru smiled slightly, that's good.
***
When I got home, there was no one in front of me. They were all in the vegetable garden behind me.
Yancheng is much warmer than the northern province.
The first frost may have fallen in the northern province by now, but the temperature here is still around 20 degrees Celsius. For the Chinese who love farming by nature, they simply can't stop planting.
Eggplant, green pepper, beans, cucumber, tomato, carrot, potato, sweet potato...
There were also vegetables like xinlimei and mustard greens that had never been planted before, as well as various melons. In short, even if there was a palm-sized vacant space in a corner, the old lady would throw a loofah seed or something like that.
Now is the time when you can’t finish eating beans at every meal, especially the long beans. If you don’t pick them after two days, they will swell up, so you must pick them quickly and dry them.
Every year, their family dries a lot of long beans, which are then used to stew meat. The aroma is so delicious that even meat may not be as good as it.
When I walked to the back, I saw that the whole family, including Ruyue, were busy picking beans and drying them.
Yan Jiuru said, "I see the streets are full of people. Let's go to the department store and buy something."
His mother gathered a handful of long beans and put them into a large basket. She replied, "If you're bored, come and help me. I heard that the train station is packed with people from other places rushing to Yancheng. Why should we join in the fun?"
His grandfather also said, "I heard yesterday that there was a big department store where so many people squeezed the glass counters that they broke them."
This... He just came back and really didn't know.
However, "they probably all go there for the abundant holiday merchandise and large supply."
"You're on vacation for a month. We can go any day. We don't have to squeeze in, and we might not be able to buy it."
"That's fine. But even if we don't buy anything, it's still a holiday."
His grandmother felt sorry for her grandson and said, "Then go for a walk this afternoon. It's such a nice morning, who would go out and hang out instead of working? God would not tolerate that."
Yan Jiuru thought to herself that God didn't have enough time to take care of such a small matter, but she still had to follow him and pick beans.
"You've planted quite a lot of beans. How do you grow these old beans?"
Looking around, there are long beans, rice beans, early beans in spring, yellow beans in summer, fat beans, red and purple flowered kidney beans. In such a big back garden, there is no idle space.
"You never think it's too much when you eat. You love it more than anyone else." His mother retorted.
"We have gained experience this year. Next year, we can adjust what to plant more and what to plant less. No matter what we plant, the land will not be wasted." His grandfather hated to see the land being wasted the most. If the land is idle, it must be because people are lazy. They deserve it when there is not enough food.
Rushan and Rushong were thirsty but didn't want to drink water, so they called Ruyue, "Go wash some tomatoes and eat them."
Yan Jiuru also ate two. The variety of tomatoes grown by his family was not the big ones. There were seven or eight fruits in a bunch, which were slightly larger than ping-pong balls and had a rich flavor.
"It's delicious," he commented.
His mother sighed and said, "It's delicious, but it ripens too quickly. It won't keep well, and it can't be dried in the sun. If you can't finish it, it'll break apart and go bad."
"I can only pick them up more diligently to feed the pigs."
Their family now has a fenced-off area in the backyard, which houses three pigs and twenty or thirty chickens, ducks, and geese.
The original Huang Huang couldn't move with the family, so he was given to Ruchun to raise and help her look after the house. Now the backyard is dominated by geese.
"Why feed the pigs? Make persimmon jam."
***
Yan Jiuru took another persimmon to eat, and something flashed through his mind so quickly that he couldn't catch it.
"By the way, Rushan, aren't your schools holding any activities for National Day?"
He suddenly remembered that there was a student parade rehearsing on the street, so why were his brothers and sisters at home?
Rushan scratched his head awkwardly. "No, there was an event at school and we weren't selected. They wanted talented people."
Ruyue was very clever and said immediately, "We need to choose someone who can play the small drum, the big drum, hold the flag, blow the trumpet, or even dance. My second and third brothers wanted to learn boxing, but the teacher said they couldn't."
"I was supposed to sing, but during rehearsal, I didn't understand the harmony the teacher was talking about. When I started singing, they were so annoyed that I couldn't sing at all."
Finally, she had to be swiped down.
Yan Jiuru was helpless. The school in the past few years really didn’t teach him much, so as long as he didn’t cause any trouble, it was considered good enough.
Not to mention beating drums and blowing trumpets, there is no such equipment in the countryside.
"After school tomorrow, go to a cultural center or a children's center to learn, so you don't miss out on activities later. Mom and Dad, I can give you this little bit of money."
Rushan and Ruyue's eyes immediately lit up: "Can we learn martial arts?"
"Yes, as long as you learn not to bully others, otherwise, I will personally destroy your martial arts!"
"It's a deal!"
"It's a deal!"
"Well, Rushan, the same goes for you. If you want to learn something, go and see for yourself. If you really want to learn, big brother will pay for it."
Rushan nodded and smiled: "Thank you, big brother!"
The two younger ones also shouted: "Thank you, big brother!"
The old man snorted, "Why can't you perform if you learn from me? It's better to pay money to learn it outside?"
Rushan said helplessly, "Master, your master is a wandering Taoist priest, and the skills he taught you are all life-saving skills. As soon as we tried, the physical education teacher said it was not acceptable. Performances require beautiful routines, not life-threatening ones like ours."
The old man thought about it and stopped talking.
The younger ones now thought happily: Humph, when they have learned it, we will perform a set of martial arts at some event.
Wow, my blood boils just thinking about it!
Ahhh, the school will hold a sports meet after National Day, and she must perform well then!
However, whether in the Cultural Palace or the Children's Palace, the teachers are busy guiding and rehearsing programs, and all interest classes have been suspended.
I have no choice but to wait.
***
While shopping in the afternoon, a few of the kids went straight to the sporting goods counter.
Not to mention, during the holidays, the other counters were so crowded that it was impossible to get in, but the sporting goods counter was okay.
"Brother, look at that!" The little girl Ruyue pointed at a set of pure white training clothes on the counter.
This kind of training clothes is often worn by old men and women who do Tai Chi or sword dancing in the park in the morning. It is loose, stretchy, convenient and good-looking.
This group of people, young and old, looked like a family, and they all picked up good clothes to wear when they went out, so naturally there was no such thing as looking down on others.
The salesperson immediately introduced it with a smile: "This is the new rayon material from the Jinshen Petrochemical Factory. It's durable and breathable. The manufacturer is conducting a trial sale for the first time. An adult set only costs five feet of cloth coupons, and a small set costs three feet."
"What's the price?" Aunt Yan asked hurriedly.
The salesperson paused for a moment and said, "The large size is 15.8 yuan a set, and the small size is 10.5 yuan a set."
Aunt Yan and Grandma Yan almost sighed at the same time. If they bought cloth themselves, it would cost at most thirty cents a foot. Even if it was seven feet of cloth, it would only cost a little over two dollars. Including sewing and miscellaneous ingredients, the total cost would be at most three dollars.
Why wear nice clothes when practicing martial arts where you fight and fall all the time? Any old jacket will do.
However, Yan Jiuru found it pleasing to the eye: "Let me see the large size."
The other party immediately took the sample down to him and said, "Take a look at it, and feel the material. You can't make something like this yourself."
Yan Jiuru touched it and found that this chemical product was mixed with cotton, so it felt different.
"Then get me a suit that the old man can wear."
Grandpa Yan stared at the clothes and declined, "No need to buy it for me. I don't need to wear this for practice."
The salespersons all had sharp eyes and knew who was the one making the payment. They immediately said with a smile, "Old man, you know Kung Fu, right? You look different. You look so energetic!"
The old man was so overwhelmed by the praise that he agreed to buy it without thinking.
***
He said he didn't want to buy it, but in the end, not only did I buy him a training suit, I also bought him a long sword for training.
The swords sold by people who specialize in sporting goods are real weapons, just unbladed.
Rushan also boldly chose a sword. He now insisted on learning from the old man for an hour every day, which was just right for them to practice sword together; Rusongxuan and Ruyue both asked for long sticks.
Yan Jiuru didn't expect that his younger sister would choose a stick.
People have something to say, "Grandpa said that if you encounter bad guys outside, just pick up a stick. It's convenient."
***
Since they were already there, Yan Jiuru also bought a pair of loafers for the other elderly people, both in men's and women's styles. These shoes are particularly popular this year.
The elders refused to buy clothes, so I had to settle for the next best thing and bought a few pieces of cloth.
My younger brothers already have two pairs of sneakers for school, so I didn’t buy them any.
My sister still needs to be pampered a little, so I bought her a beautiful red plaid suspender skirt and a tin frog toy for Zhuangzhuang that will jump when it is excited.
He also bought a pair of loafers and a pair of calfskin shoes for Chen Yin.
In addition, he also bought badminton rackets, table tennis rackets and other things. His front yard is also large, so he can play with them when he has free time.
He originally planned to buy a lipstick for his wife, but unfortunately, after finally squeezing in, he couldn't even tell the color or brand.
He knew nothing, so he could only touch his nose awkwardly and retreat.
He even gave the customer behind him a good scolding.
Forget it, I'll take my wife shopping some other day and let her choose by herself.
***
After picking up my wife and children in the evening, I happened to see five or six old men and women sitting there chatting at the street corner.
Chen Yin nudged her and gestured with her chin: "Look, those two old ladies."
At this time, the old men and women were still talking to Yan Jiuru one by one, "Hey, Jiuru is back?"
"When did you come back?"
"How long can you stay this time?"
Yan Jiuru squinted at the two old ladies who looked like nothing had happened, and said with a forced smile: "Well, I took a special leave to come back and see my wife. The mission is important, and my wife is important too. If I don't come back soon, my wife will be framed and killed."
"What are you all talking about? I just want to listen. Who's so fond of gossiping about my wife?"
Several old men and women suddenly remembered that the eldest son of the Yan family was not a good person, and it seemed that Yin'er was going to settle the score with someone.
"Oh, we didn't say anything. The people's army is here to protect the people, so we don't talk nonsense. Well, you guys can chat, I have to go home."
"That's right, who has soldiers at home every day? If you gossip about soldiers, you should ask them to write a self-criticism. Well, I have something to do at home. See you later!"
Wow, each and every one of them speaks better than anyone else and slips away faster than anyone else.
Yan Jiuru stared at the backs of the two people who were fleeing in panic and shouted, "Two aunties, don't leave. Otherwise, I will come to you another day and we can have a good chat~"
Humph, if you have the guts to gossip, then don’t run away!
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