The harsh tone sounded like a naked threat.
Qian Guihua had a heart attack. Seeing her son's stubborn attitude, she waved her hands helplessly: "Give it to me, give it to me. As long as you are happy."
What you can't bring with you when you are born and can't take with you when you die, there is no point in keeping it, so she might as well exchange it for some delicious meals.
The old lady only figured it out in the past two years, but figuring it out is one thing, and doing it is another. Even though she had said it, her heart ached.
I thought my daughter couldn’t be like my son, the third one would regret it.
Qin Jianye put the jewelry in his pocket, still not very satisfied. He thought, what's wrong with not having a son? His daughter is excellent and thoughtful, isn't she better than those lazy and good-for-nothing boys?
Besides, his wife has seen all kinds of good things. When he was rich, he gave her gifts every year.
Although it doesn't have imperial green, it has diamonds and pearls. Ms. Chen Yunwei's taste is too good, and she doesn't even look at these things.
Of course, there was no need to be angry with the old lady. That was the way it was these days; ordinary people really didn't have much to offer. Believe it or not, those few rings alone would have made Zhao Dandan envious to death.
Qin Jianye took a deep breath, took out two White Rabbits from his pocket, and his voice became soft again: "Mom, go to bed early, I'm going back first."
The old lady breathed a sigh of relief, watched him leave, locked the door, and then sat down on the kang.
Looking at the food on the kang table, my eyes became red. I slurped my saliva, drank some millet porridge, ate some salted duck eggs, and then nibbled some beef jerky. I felt that life was becoming more and more promising.
Qin Jianye came out of the old lady's room and went straight back to his room. Without waking Chen Yunwei, he wiped his hands and face with a wet tissue, took off his cotton jacket, and got under the quilt.
Even though his movements were very gentle, he still managed to wake his wife up. Chen Yunwei shrank to the side and asked drowsily, "Are you back?"
Qin Jianye hummed, patted her shoulder across the quilt and said, "Go to sleep!"
A light snoring sound was heard again beside him. Qin Jianye closed his eyes and fell asleep soon.
Early in the morning, after the old lady got up, she specifically told her family not to make noise and let the third child sleep a little longer.
Qin Jiandang and Qin Jianjun had a full meal last night, and they thought that they were the only ones who received special treatment, so their favorable impression of Qin Jianye was increasing.
He didn't refute the old lady at all. Instead, he followed her words and praised Qin Jianye highly.
Daya's eyes flickered as she understood something. She quickly finished washing the clothes and sat in the yard, waiting for her uncle and aunt to open the door.
Qin Jianye had something on his mind and woke up not long after sleeping.
He took out the clay pot and shared the remaining millet porridge with his wife and daughter. Each of them had two pieces of bread and a boiled egg.
Chen Yunwei said, "You can't eat too much of this, it'll make you sick of it. Let's go out and steam some buns sometime!"
"Let's do it another day. I plan to go to the city again today. I'm going to look for textbooks for my daughter and call my father-in-law to ask him to pick up the package from the post office early."
Chen Yunwei's feet were still hurting, so she said, "Then I won't go. Say hello to my dad for me, and see if I can send them something."
"Don't worry, I'll take care of it." Qin Jianye put the garbage into the space and looked at Qin Siyue: "My daughter, Daddy knows how difficult it is to keep watch. You worked hard for the past two days."
Qin Siyue scratched his head, looking confused. Qin Jianye didn't explain, left some food for the mother and daughter, and then went out.
When Qin Jiandang and Qin Jianjun saw their third brother going out, they greeted him enthusiastically, but the old lady said she couldn't bear to watch.
Qin Jianye nodded, said something to the old lady, and left.
Chen Yunwei came out with the clay pot, ready to wash it. The old lady snatched it away, rinsed it twice with hot water, and then returned it to her: "What are you standing there for? Go wash it!"
"Oh!" Chen Yunwei glanced towards the kitchen in confusion, and saw the old lady hiding the bowl in the cabinet and locking it.
Daya came over to help clean the clay pot and asked Chen Yunwei, "Is Siyue still awake?"
"I'm up and making the quilt."
"Then I'll pour her some water for washing her face!" he said as he was about to run away.
Chen Yunwei hurriedly grabbed her arm and said, "No, no, let her do it herself!" After all, she was not used to being served by others.
In other words, I couldn't bear to bully the little girl.
Daya didn't care: "It's okay, Third Aunt, I'll be back soon."
After saying this, he left and brought the basin filled with warm water into the house.
Qin Siyue was not used to sharing a basin with everyone, so in the face of Daya's kindness, she could only endure it.
After washing my face, I was about to go out to get some water, but Daya snatched it away again.
Qin Siyue felt a sense of crisis in his heart. After Daya came in again, he asked, "Sister Daya, is there something wrong with you?"
Daya tugged at the corner of her clothes, feeling a little embarrassed. After a while, she said, "Siyue, can you teach me how to read?"
Although Uncle San said that she could ask Siyue's sister for advice, her sister didn't express her opinion, which made her feel anxious.
Qin Siyue breathed a sigh of relief and thought, that's it, a piece of cake, there's no need to be attentive to her at all.
He smiled and nodded: "Sure! Wait a minute, I'll think about what to teach you, we'll start in a moment."
Daya was delighted and ran away, telling Erya the good news.
Chen Yunwei overheard the sisters' conversation and understood their unusual behavior this morning. While she was pleased with her daughter's choice, she also felt deeply worried about her future.
When I returned to the house and saw my daughter's calm face, I smiled. Well, why think so much? There will always be a way when you reach the mountain, and you will find a way when you reach the bridge.
On the other side, Qin Jianye once again used his legs to prove how fast he could be without the burden of his wife and children.
The journey, which should have taken two hours, took only forty-five minutes. Qin Jianye sat at the county gate, pounding his aching legs. He stood up and walked towards the scrap yard.
This place is not as neat as described in the novel. The garbage scattered everywhere makes people feel sick.
Qin Jianye followed the routine taught by Chen Yunwei, gave the gatekeeper a dime, and was let go.
Looking at the wood scattered around the yard, he knocked left and right, and found that there were no secret compartments. It was just ordinary wood, and some of it was rotten.
There wasn't any dusty old furniture, and the ones that were sent here were the kind you wouldn't even want to use in a fire. There were no old newspapers either, as they were said to have been used to start fires.
Qin Jianye hadn't gained a cent and even lost a dime. He left with a frustrated heart, but the old man stopped him and said, "You've been looking around for a long time, but you didn't find anything useful?"
Qin Jianye nodded: "Uncle, do you know where to buy books? Just the textbooks issued by the school!"
"The bookstore has everything, but you have to go to the city!" He slapped his forehead and said, "My grandson has a set. If you want it, I'll give it to you at a discount!"
"Yes!" Aren't second-hand ones cleaner than those in the garbage dump? Qin Jianye nodded excitedly: "Is your grandson still studying?"
"I stopped studying. I started working last year. Someone in the factory died of starvation, and a vacancy opened up."
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