Chapter 123 Brother Fu is determined to make money
"I said that I don't plan to participate in the team's collective labor for a while."
"I want to go to the town or county and try to find a job."
"You're looking for work? What kind of work can you find with your class background? Working in the team might give you fewer work points, but it's safer! If your class background gets out, who wouldn't criticize you? Who wouldn't fight against you?"
He Hongjin is a typical example of an old father who knows there are dangers outside and dares not let go even a little:
"You're still going out to look for work! If work were so easy to find, would you even have a job?"
"Give up your thoughts as soon as possible and stop doing these stupid things that confuse me!"
While He Hongjin was speaking, Fu Jingyou remained silent and was scolded. As soon as He Hongjin finished speaking, he spoke frankly and calmly:
"There's no money in farming, so I need to make some money."
The words "make money" shocked He Hongjin.
He Hongjin slammed the table and shouted:
"Money, money, money, what do you need so much money for? These days, it's all about being proletarian! The poorer, the more glorious. So what? You still want to act like a capitalist while wearing the name of a "Black Five Household"?"
He Hongjin also saw through Fu Jingyou's purpose. After all, all the trouble was just because of that girl!
"You are really out of your mind! You are so brave that you risk your life for a girl!" To go on a long journey, you need a letter of introduction. The only person Fu Jingyou can contact to issue him a letter of introduction is He Hongjin, and it is impossible for He Hongjin to give him one.
Fu Jingyou had anticipated this situation when he came here, so it didn't matter if he didn't have a letter of introduction.
He didn't understand the situation in other places, and he might not succeed if he tried to go there. He could start with his own town, neighboring towns, and his own county.
The reason he came over and said these words was to reveal to He Hongjin and Chen Guifen his intention to no longer participate in the production team's labor.
Fu Jingyou had good intentions and was prepared to be beaten, scolded and rebuked, but he could not tolerate any direct or indirect accusations or belittlements of Lu Miao by He Hongjin.
"I'm not against the notion that being poor is glorious. I'm also proud of being proletarian, but that doesn't conflict with my desire to be rich and make money!"
Everyone thinks that the poor are noble, but he insists on playing the pipa!
Is it wrong to want to make money, have enough to eat, be with the person you love, and give your family a good life?
With the world described by Lu Miao before him, Fu Jingyou couldn't help but ponder:
Why must wealth be compared with poverty?
Is being “rich” necessarily wrong?
In other words, even if he is now labeled as a person of bad character, does that necessarily mean that he is wrong?
He Hongjin was furious, but he had no way to refute what Fu Jingyou said.
But the child who had been honest and down-to-earth for twenty years suddenly became rebellious overnight, as if he had grown a rebellious nature all over his body.
He Hongjin couldn't accept it, and was even more worried that Fu Jingyou would really put himself in danger!
He Hongjin did not forget that the Fu family now only has this one child left.
"You were born on this land, and your destiny is to farm it! Behave yourself, do you hear me?"
"Uncle, I have made up my mind."
Fu Jingyou refused to give in and was determined.
He Hongjin was so angry at his stubbornness that he looked around and took out a scale from the table.
He Hongjin angrily pulled off the weight and scale pan, and then pointed the scale bar at Fu Jingyou.
The flesh exploded with a "crackling" sound, and the scale bar sounded like it was whipping the spine, which made people feel painful just by listening to it.
He Hongjin asked angrily:
"Will you change it?"
Fu Jingyou clenched his teeth, clenched his fists, and straightened his back in silent resistance.
Seeing that he was so persistent, He Hongjin continued to hit him with the scale in his hand.
Every time I hit you, I would ask you, "Will you change?"
But even though blood seeped from the back of Fu Jingyou's jacket, and even though the solid wooden beam of the scale broke into two pieces, Fu Jingyou never said a word.
He Hongjin gasped and stared blankly at the broken-in-two weighing rod in his hand for a long time. He threw away the half of the weighing rod, as if he was conquered by Fu Jingyou's stubbornness, and as if he became the last party to compromise in this matter.
He slowly took two steps back and said:
"Okay, you're tough, I can't control you now."
"You're grown up now, your wings are strong, if you want to fly, just fly! You will return to this home in the future, and you will die outside!"
This means to sever ties.
Although He Hongjin was angry, he was also really hurt by Fu Jingyou. He just walked into the inner room and didn't care about anything else.
He said that he was determined not to interfere in Fu Jingyou's affairs from now on.
Chen Guifen came into the room with red eyes and persuaded:
"His father, don't worry, I'll go and persuade Jingyou..."
As she was speaking, Chen Guifen came out of the room, but there was no sign of Fu Jingyou in the main hall.
She quickly looked around the yard and saw Fu Jingyou's blood-stained back facing her as he stepped over the threshold and walked further and further away.
Chen Guifen hurriedly chased after him:
"Jingyou, where are you going?"
Fu Jingyou walked with great speed, without replying or stopping.
For Fu Jingyou, what he was about to do was indeed risky, and it might be better if he drew a clear line with the He family in advance.
As for Lu Miao...
If he dies, then she will be married to a good man for the rest of her life...
If he could survive and make a name for himself, he would definitely go find her.
The surging love can not only fill the emptiness in your heart, but also become a spiritual sustenance.
Fu Jingyou returned home and quickly changed into clothes suitable for going into the mountains. The injury on his back seemed to have no pain at all.
He put the backpack on his back, took the backpack, bolted the front door, picked up the hatchet and walked out the back door.
Growing up in the mountains, Fu Jingyou is quite familiar with the conditions there. He had seen a large area of wild tobacco before. The resource is scarce, and there are traders in Yanji who are buying it.
Fu Jingyou thought that maybe he could start from here, but before leaving, he saw more and more red tomatoes in the backyard, and he couldn't help but stop again.
Perhaps he still had a glimmer of hope that Lu Miao would come back, and remembering how much Lu Miao had hoped for these tomato plants in the past, Fu Jingyou couldn't bear to see them wither and die on their own.
I picked most of the red tomatoes and put them in a backpack as food.
Where the branches were bent, Fu Jingyou took some thin bamboos on the spot and organized them into supports to help them straighten up.
After finishing everything, he stood up, closed the back door, and quietly stepped into the territory of the mountains...
Let’s talk about Lu Miao on the other side.
After two days of quiet waiting in the county, the day finally arrived to board the train.
At that time, the train started slowly. Lu Miao was sitting in the sleeper compartment, holding the dry food package that Hu Zhiyuan had helped him prepare. He looked sideways at the silhouettes of flowers, trees, and small houses flying past outside the window.
Besides a little reluctance, I feel more confused than ever before.
Confused about the future...
Lu Miao's eyes struggled and shook, his eyebrows slowly frowned, and his teeth unconsciously bit his lower lip.
She asked herself silently:
What should I do after leaving here and returning to Beijing?
Have you made up your mind? Lu Miao.
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