The sun slowly sets as everyone faces the earth and their backs turn to the sky.
The horn sounded, signaling the end of work. Nanqiao stood up with his back full of fatigue.
Looking at Shen Nian not far away, he said with a smile, "The great and glorious work is over!"
"You are really energetic," Shen Nian praised Nan Qiao, who was laughing happily.
"What can I do if I don't have energy? I still have to work. It's a day to be happy, and it's a day to be unhappy."
After that, the two of them went to the scorekeeper to return the tools and register their work points.
Nanqiao and Shen Nian each earned 6 work points today, which was very good for someone who was working for the first time. Shen Nian and Nanqiao were very proud of this. If they continued like this, they might be able to send some food and money back home by the end of the year. This was their first income, and it was very precious.
When registering work points, Shen Nian laughed uncontrollably when he saw the number 2 next to Dong Jiayan and the others' names.
After leaving the registration office, Shen Nian secretly said to Nanqiao, "Qiaoqiao, have you seen the work points of Dong Jiayan and the others? They only earned two work points a day!!! Even a child picking up firewood would earn more than this."
"I guess they are just gossiping..." Nanqiao didn't expect that these people only did so much in one day. Their families are not well off. I don't know how they plan to live by the end of the year.
But chatting is just chatting, she doesn't have time to worry about how these people live their lives, she doesn't even know how to live her own life...
Instead of worrying about them, it is more reliable to think about what they eat at night...
After Chen Nian and Nan Qiao finished recording their work points, they strolled back.
The streets are filled with aunts and uncles rushing home.
Occasionally, three or two people who were not in a hurry to go home sat on the stone pier at the door and chatted. When they saw Shen Nian and Nan Qiao coming over, a nosy lady asked
"Girl, you two are living at Xiumei's house, right?" The lady shouted towards Nanqiao.
"Yes, Auntie, the houses for the educated youth have not been built yet, so we are temporarily living in Aunt Xiumei's old house," Nanqiao explained.
"Don't you want to eat at her house?" the old lady continued to ask, with no intention of letting her go.
"No, we'll do it ourselves."
"Hey, look at how pretty this girl is, and she can cook. She's a good match for Xiumei's youngest son, but I wonder if that boy's unruly personality can be changed." The old lady looked at Nanqiao and said with some regret.
Upon hearing this, Nanqiao knew who the lady was talking about. If one were to ask what the ladies in the village like to do besides gossiping, then matchmaker would definitely be at the top of the list!
It only took a few words to bring her and Sheng Yanchuan together again.
Sumu's problem had not been resolved in the afternoon, and she didn't want to be gossiped about, so she said to the lady, "Auntie, I'm still young, it's too early to get married."
Without waiting for the old lady to say anything, Nanqiao spoke first, "Auntie, we'll go home first. We still have to cook when we get home."
After saying that, Nanqiao smiled at the two aunts, took Shen Nian and left.
As he walked, he complained
"These village ladies are really scary. They do nothing but gossip all day long. They want to pair up all the young girls and boys in the village..."
"They are still idle. Now that they have finished work, their daughter-in-law is at home to cook for them. They just need to wait for dinner. They are just sitting there doing nothing. If you ask me, they should find something to do so that they don't gossip about others..." Shen Nian said indignantly.
There is also such a gossipy old lady in the alley near her home. It’s fine if she doesn’t just gossip about other people, but she also likes to exaggerate. It’s the most annoying!
Nanqiao looked at Shen Nian's angry look, raised his eyebrows, and asked doubtfully, "It seems that our Nian Nian has suffered this hardship."
Chen Nian looked at Nanqiao's sly expression, hit her lightly, and then said, "It's not that I suffered, I just don't like it. There was a sister on my street who had a very bad reputation because of these ladies' random comments on other people's private affairs. In the end, she married a widower and her life was ruined..."
Shen Nian became more and more angry as he spoke, and Nanqiao frowned slightly when he heard this.
It's your own business to love gossip, but if it can harm someone's life, it's not just gossip.
Although she didn't care much about the comments of these aunts, in this era, these must be paid attention to.
After this topic, both of them fell into deep thought.
Because he was thinking about something, Nanqiao didn't pay attention to the road ahead and accidentally bumped into someone.
I subconsciously dodged and stumbled, almost falling.
The man who was hit by Nanqiao reached out and grabbed Nanqiao's arm, but when the other party stood firm, he let go immediately as if it was too hot.
Nanqiao looked up at the person coming. It was Sheng Yanchuan.
It’s fine that she was thinking about something and didn’t see the road, but this person was coming towards her in the middle of the road and she couldn’t see her?
Although I thought so in my heart, I still apologized for not looking at the road.
"Sorry, I was just thinking about something."
Shen Nian, who was standing by, saw that Sheng Yanchuan seemed to have something to say, and they had just reached the gate of the courtyard. There were not many people around, so there was no need to avoid suspicion. So he said, "Then you guys talk. I'll go back to the house and light a fire first."
Shen Nian had discovered that her enthusiasm for making fire was growing!
After Shen Nian entered the room, Sheng Yanchuan said, “What are you thinking about?”
"Ah?" Nanqiao was a little stunned. Who would really ask someone what they are thinking?
Seeing that she didn't answer, Sheng Yanchuan asked again, "What are you thinking about without looking at the road? Are you thinking about this kettle?"
Sheng Yanchuan's eyes moved from Nanqiao's face to the kettle in Nanqiao's arms, and asked in a faint tone:
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