"Ahem..." As soon as Song's mother returned home, she sat on a stool in the yard, staring blankly.
Seeing this, the father and daughter exchanged glances.
Song's father went back to the house and got the frozen pears that Song's mother liked to eat, while Song Wanyue told her mother a joke.
It took a long time to make Song's mother laugh, "Okay, I'm fine, you guys go do your own thing."
After sending the two away, Song's mother went to prepare teaching materials. She was so busy that she had no time to be sad.
In the next few days, Song Wanyue did not go out and concentrated on writing. The editor was urging her to finish the book, which would be published at the beginning of the year. She was worried that writing 5,000 words a day would not be enough.
It took me several days of hard work to save up some manuscripts.
All my relatives have passed away, and I rarely go out unless necessary.
Seeing that Song Wanyue had stayed at home for several days and felt very depressed, Song's mother sent her out to buy fish.
"My daughter, if you stay at home for too long, you will become stupid. You should go out and get some fresh air. Didn't you say Jiang Ze wanted to play with you? He has to go to work soon. You have to cultivate your relationship with others. Mom is waiting to hold her grandchildren."
"You go to the market early in the morning, buy some meat or fish, and invite me to have lunch with you at noon, understand?"
"Invite Jiang Ze to our house. We will observe him more. His ability to do housework is his biggest advantage. Next, your father and I will observe Jiang Ze's temper and see if he talks nonsense when he is drunk or has a bad temper."
Father Song chimed in, "That's right. They say that drinking reveals a person's character. We need to investigate. No problem. Next time Jiang Ze mentions your marriage, we will talk to the Jiang family."
They can't keep dragging it on. Usually, they get engaged after just a few months of dating. They try to marry their daughter off before she turns 20.
Father Song added: "That's right. I also want to have grandchildren. Dad is already this old. Please have pity on him. Your mom and I will take care of the children. You and Jiang Ze can live a good life."
"Your mother and I both have experience in taking care of children, so you don't have to worry about not being able to take good care of them."
These words were purely to flatter herself. Song Wanyue was woken up with a wooden face.
Today, Song Wanyue was wearing a light yellow thick cotton-padded jacket with a slim fit that made her waist look slender.
She was carrying a military green cloth bag across her shoulder. She had ignored the words that urged her to have a baby and nodded, "I understand. I'm going out."
Seeing his daughter dressed youthfully and beautifully today, Song's father warned her, "Be careful when you go out. Don't eat anything given by strangers, especially men. Do you understand?"
"Men are not good things. If they are nice to you, they must be attracted by your appearance. Dad gave you ten dollars, buy whatever you want."
Song Wanyue was tired of hearing these words. Her father would tell her the same thing every time she went out.
After going out, Song Wanyue went straight to the meat processing factory. When she arrived, it was not yet eight o'clock.
The meat processing factory is not far from home, only half an hour's ride on bike. Looking at the long queue, Song Wanyue took a deep breath.
There is no way, just queue up. She has space, but raising pigs is too smelly. It is better to raise chickens and ducks.
By the way, the chickens and ducks she has raised in her space are two months old. They will be ready to eat in another two months. Free-range chickens are chewier than chickens fed with feed. When the time comes, she will find a chance to get one to eat once a month.
She didn't know how to hatch chicks, so she had to find time to go to the market to buy them.
After waiting in line for ten minutes, Song Wanyue spent 80 cents to buy a pound of pork, strung it with a straw rope, and hung it on the bicycle.
Just as I was about to ride away on my bike, I ran into Du Xiaoxi. It seemed that she was also here to buy meat.
Du Xiaoxi was a little excited: "Wanyue, I haven't seen you go out for several days. I know you are writing an article, but I haven't come to visit you. Are you done with your work?"
She believes that writers need inspiration to write, and it is not good to disturb them rashly.
Song Wanyue: "I think you're done. Are you here to buy meat too? Hurry up and get in line. If you go too late, they might be sold out."
She had to go to the Free Market to exchange something.
Du Xiaoxi shook her head: "No, I saw you waiting in line, so I wanted to talk to you. I'll treat you to a meal. You helped me so much, I'm very grateful. You heard that after Li Gang married Du Xiaoqing, he was kicked out of the Li family because he lost face."
"When Du Xiaoqing was kicked out, she was still arrogantly saying something like don't regret it when you become rich in the future."
"The Li family's grandparents are very traditional people. Now that four generations have lived together, they haven't split up the family. Now they just kicked Li Gang and Du Xiaoqing out."
Song Wanyue understood that the Li family was relatively united. Of course, the older generation all loved face.
He asked back: "Sister Xiaoxi, if you find out that Li Gang becomes rich one day, will you regret it?"
Maybe asking now will give one answer, and another one later, and it won't affect her curiosity.
Du Xiaoxi smiled in relief: "No regrets, I've seen a lot of marriages, children are more reliable than men. Even if Li Gang gets rich one day and finds women outside, I won't divorce for the time being, because marrying anyone is marriage, at least this man has money. Of course, if he doesn't have money, I will definitely turn around and leave."
"You have to have one of money and love. I'll just have to wait until my kids get married and have children and then get divorced. I won't be stupid enough to give my wealth to someone else."
"But if the man doesn't have me in his heart, and he doesn't have money, and we can't treat each other with respect, then I'll divorce him and find another one."
Song Wanyue nodded.
He refused, "My boyfriend is coming to my house for dinner today, so I won't go with you. Let's talk about it later when we are free. We live close to each other, so I will invite you to watch a movie or hang out with me later. By the way, I heard that you are preparing for the college entrance examination. I wish you success."
Du Xiaoxi wanted to hold Song Wanyue's arm, but said regretfully, "Okay, I'll treat you to a movie next time. Thank you for your blessing. I will prepare for the exam seriously."
She did not lose confidence after failing the college entrance examination for the first time. Instead, she persisted in taking the college entrance examination even more firmly. Going to college does not cost money and there are even subsidies. What a great thing!
After saying goodbye to Du Xiaoxi, Song Wanyue came to the Free Market and rode his bike for half an hour.
We still barter here.
He took out the sugar coupons, eggs, industrial coupons and other things that he had prepared in his backpack and prepared to exchange them for some dishes.
She was tired of eating radishes and cabbages all day long.
He put all the things in the backpack, and took the opportunity to throw in a two-pound crucian carp that had been strung with a straw rope, and placed it at the bottom.
She is a fish farmer, with a pond full of fish in her space. Each fish weighs two kilograms and is ready for her to eat.
When he was about to ride away on his bike, he was stopped by a man with a bowl-cut haircut.
The man smiled lewdly: "Comrade, what's your name? I'm the youngest son of the deputy director of the Revolutionary Committee. My name is Su Zhiwei. Would you like to meet me?"
After saying that, he lifted his hair a few times, making it messy as if it had been chewed by a dog.
Song Wanyue hates the bowl cut hairstyle the most. A bald head looks better than this hairstyle.
There was a flash of dissatisfaction in his eyes, and he said indifferently, "I don't want it, get out of the way, I want to go home."
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