Chapter 250 Ideas
"Then don't come. If you've chosen someone like Lin Dahai, you'll have to bear the consequences yourself!"
Song Lubai had been holding a grudge for days.
She didn't know what those dreams were about, but she suspected they had happened before, or perhaps there was another world—yes, the world in the book!
In the world of the book, she suffered that kind of loss, and that's how her mother treated her.
Even after saying those harsh words, she wasn't really happy.
But her mother was so angry that she was trembling and tears were streaming down her face.
She couldn't say anything even more hurtful, because her mother wouldn't understand, and it would only make her seem like a lunatic.
After entering the room, Song Lubai closed the door and lay on the bed with her eyes open, trying to avoid seeing or worrying about the sight of the door.
When the Lin brothers returned, they found the house quiet.
The two brothers couldn't see Zhang Cui wiping away tears in her room.
The two brothers pushed open the door to their room.
Lin Jianshe peeked around in front of Song Lubai.
"Sis, what happened between you and Mom? Did you two have a fight? What was it about? Was it because of Dad?"
Song Lubai raised her eyelids but didn't say anything.
Lin Jianshe said, "Sister, if it's because of my dad, please don't be angry with Mom. She's suffered a lot these past six months."
Song Lubai wanted to say that she was suffering because she had married a rotten man like Lin Dahai.
Song Lubai turned over so that her back was to the two brothers.
Lin Heping tickled her waist, "Sis, you've only been back for a few days, don't be angry with Mom. She's been thinking about you all the time. She made you cloth shoes, sweaters, and long johns."
Song Lubai didn't want to hear those words. After dodging Lin Heping's pig's trotters, she said, "Eat all the food on the table. Don't leave any."
After the two brothers finished eating, cleaned up, and washed up, they went back to their room and went to bed.
To tease Song Lubai, Lin Heping strained his breath and let out a really loud fart.
Song Lubai rolled over as he wished, and cursed, "You can't hold it in!"
Lin Heping chuckled.
Lin Jianshe pinched his nose and said, "He farts every day. I don't even want to share a room with him anymore. Sister, take me with you. I don't want him anymore. He farts every day."
Song Lubai deliberately said, "What's the use of pinching your nose? If you breathe with your mouth open, you'll just swallow your farts."
Lin Jianshe was startled and quickly let go of her hand, exclaiming, "No way, no way!"
Does that mean he used to inhale a lot of Lin Heping's farts?
Lin Jianshe sat up and punched Lin Heping.
The two brothers were playing around on the bed, and the room was filled with their laughter.
Song Lubai lay down again with her back to the two men, unaware of the brothers' winking and exchanging glances.
She didn't know when she fell asleep. When she woke up, Zhang Cui had already made a lot of dry pancakes and boiled ten eggs.
These were all prepared for Song Lubai, so she could eat them on the train.
Song Lubai and Zhang Cui remained silent, while the Lin brothers looked around at each other.
After finishing the meal, Lin Heping said, "Mom, my sister is leaving today. Why don't you bring out all the things I made for her?"
Zhang Cui silently went into the house and took out two pairs of finished cloth shoes and a set of sweaters and trousers.
Wei Yang said that winters in Xinjiang are very cold, and that she had worked hard to get this yarn, which she used to knit sweaters and long johns for Song Lubai.
Zhang Cui put the things on the cabinet, and Song Lubai pretended not to see them.
Song Lubai's luggage was packed by the Lin brothers.
As she left, she said, "Don't come to see me off, I know how to get there on my own."
Zhang Cui, who was about to lift her leg, sat back down upon hearing this.
She hadn't slept all night and was furious.
Her daughter acted as if it was her own fault and blamed her for everything, which made her heart ache with anger.
The two brothers followed Song Lubai out of the residential area. Just as Song Lubai was about to send them back, a group of teenagers approached them, laughing and joking.
"Hey, isn't this the murderer's son? What are you doing here?"
Song Lubai pointed at the child who was speaking and said, "Say that again, or I'll tear your mouth apart!"
The teenager made a face and said with a "lè lè lè lè" sound, "What did I say wrong? Your dad was a murderer."
Lin Jianshe, his chest puffed out, clenched his fists and said, "You're asking for it!"
"Come on, come on, you're the son of a murderer, you want to eat gunpowder like your dad!"
"Lin Jianshe has killed someone! Lin Jianshe has killed someone!"
A group of kids finished insulting someone, made faces, and ran off.
This made the Lin brothers so angry they were almost convulsing.
"Come on, take me to the train station."
The two brothers carried Song Lubai's luggage and followed behind her, looking sullen the whole way.
Song Lubai said, "Go back and tell Mom that you two changed your surnames. From now on, one of you will be called Zhang Jianshe and the other Zhang Heping."
“Tell Mom to buy tickets to Shicheng. I’ll find her a job when I get back. Once it’s settled, I’ll write home and you can come over directly.”
The Lin brothers nodded in agreement.
Sitting by the train window, Song Lubai watched the scenery rush by and saw the two brothers waving to her.
She wants to arrange for someone to go to Shicheng. If she can't find a job for her mother in Shicheng, she'll have Wei Yang arrange one at the Sixth Branch Farm. In any case, she can't let her mother leave with her and Wei Yang.
If she sees her mother every day from now on, she'll definitely keep thinking about what happened in her dream.
She felt guilty about completely ignoring the three of them.
The train rattled westward, and it was eight days later when it returned to Shicheng.
Inside and outside the station, a bunch of people covered in dust and dirt were lying around, and there was a lot of garbage piled up outside, attracting flies everywhere.
Stepping over a puddle of vomit, I went out the door and saw a group of people dancing ahead.
Song Lubai was very familiar with this dance; she had learned it in the department before.
After passing the dance test, she successfully left the station.
We rode a donkey cart into the city and returned to the dormitory in the late afternoon.
Sun Hong was not in the dormitory, and her neighbors were all at work and had not yet returned.
She fetched water and washed herself, changed into clean clothes, and put on her new cloth shoes.
She took off the shoes as soon as she put them on because she had grown taller and her feet were too tight to wear them.
After she finished washing the clothes, Sun Hong returned.
When she saw her, Sun Hong was pleasantly surprised. "You're finally back today. I should have gotten you some food from the cafeteria."
Song Lubai said, "I'll go to the cafeteria to eat right away. Can you lend me one of this month's food coupons?"
When Sun Hong took out the grain coupons, she said, "Your boyfriend came here half a month ago, and I told him you went back to your hometown."
Song Lubai asked, "Did he say where he would be transferred to?"
Sun Hong frowned as she recalled, and said, "I heard him say it, but I forgot the place name. It was something like Ke or Qi something. Oh right, it's the 16th Regiment. I heard it's in southern Xinjiang, about a thousand kilometers away from here. Don't worry, he told me to tell you that he'll wait for you to come back so we can go together."
Many of the place names here are transliterations of Uyghur, which are difficult to pronounce. It's normal that Sun Hong couldn't remember them after hearing them only once.
Song Lubai nodded, thinking to herself, "It's good to be more than a thousand kilometers away! I want to go far away!"
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