Chapter 118: Children, do not know how to make friends
A few days ago, she heard from the aunts in the compound that Sister Ning Yue brought a beautiful sister home, and the beautiful sister was Brother Zhou’s wife!
She was very curious at that time.
What kind of beautiful sister is worthy of Big Brother Zhou?
The beautiful sister was not scared away by Brother Zhou’s cold face and was willing to marry him.
When she saw him today, she was stunned.
Brother Zhou’s wife is even more beautiful than the most beautiful elder sister in the art troupe that she has ever seen!
Sister Guo chatted with Gao Sulan for a few words, and saw that her daughter was staring at Song Shuyan blankly without blinking.
He poked his daughter's forehead with a finger and laughed at her, "Are you dumbfounded?"
"Have you never seen such a beautiful sister?"
Song Shuyan's face turned red again and he picked at his fingers awkwardly.
Xiang Wan nodded vigorously and honestly.
In fact, her mother saw Brother Zhou passing by her house and took the initiative to ask Brother Zhou if he wanted to bring some hot water to her house.
Brother Zhou did not refuse.
Nodding, she said, "Thank you for your help, sister-in-law."
She had a fight with her younger siblings and got the chance to come over with her mother.
So, why did her mother laugh at her?
Didn't she come here for Sister Song as well?
Sister Guo openly admired Song Shuyan for several times, feeling very satisfied. She smiled and asked Gao Sulan, "Are you still missing anything? Just tell me and I'll send it to you!"
Gao Sulan almost couldn't handle this enthusiastic attitude.
He hurriedly said, "No, we don't need anything."
Sister Guo didn't believe it and glanced around. "Are you staying here tonight? Do you have a blanket? It will get cold at night..."
She took a look at the two rooms. There was only a bed board on the bed. How could someone live there?
Gao Sulan smiled and said, "We bought a new quilt, and it's in the car. It's raining so hard now, it's hard to move it down."
Song Shuyan patted the seat next to him, asked Xiang Wan to come sit over, and chatted with her, "What's your name?"
Xiang Wan blushed and sat down, feeling a little flattered. "My name is Xiang Wan. You, you can come over next door to play with me later!"
Song Shuyan was surprised, "Aren't you going to school?"
Xiang Wan nodded and shook him. "I used to go to school, but now the school is often closed, so my dad lets me study at home."
Song Shuyan understood. She came to the town occasionally.
Song Shuyan asked her again, "So what grade of textbook are you studying now?"
"The first day of the new year."
"Can you read the textbook?"
Xiang Wan made a bitter face, "Some can, some can't."
Xiang Wan complained, "I feel like reading is pointless. The knowledge in books won't be useful when I grow up! Like my dad, when he was in the army, all he needed to do was stay fit and endure hardships. Like my mom, before she married my dad, she did the laundry, cooked, and worked in the fields at home, and she's still the same now."
"So what's the point of studying?"
"This..." Song Shuyan was sweating profusely. The little girl came up with her ultimate move and had no intention of talking too much.
She racked her brains and thought, "Do you think your parents are hard-working? Are they tired?"
Xiang Wan hesitated for a moment and nodded.
"It must be hard work."
Song Shuyan smiled and said, "If you study hard now, you might be able to do an easier job when you grow up."
Xiang Wan wondered, "What is an easy job?"
Song Shuyan frowned, "Working as a teller at the supply and marketing cooperative? Counting at the grain station?"
At this time, jobs like teaching were no longer popular; on the contrary, they were considered somewhat dangerous. The most popular job now was working at a grain station.
Every brigade has to curry favor with them.
Giving the grain a good rating in one sentence can determine how much grain the brigade has to hand over.
"If I study hard, will I be able to work at the grain station when I grow up?"
Song Shuyan thought to himself, by the time you grow up, all the grain stations will be closed!
Moreover, sometimes, hard work does not necessarily lead to results.
Meeting the child's sparkling eyes, she cleared her throat and said, "In short, you have to remember that if you read more books than others, there is a high probability that you will live a better life in the future than those who read less."
At Xiangwan's age, what else can she do besides studying?
Xiang Wan nodded ignorantly.
All right.
She understood what Sister Song meant, that even if she studied more, she might not be able to get a job at the grain station.
But those who have less education have a little more chance to get in.
When Sister Guo heard Song Shuyan advising her daughter to read more, she disagreed.
Now that the college entrance examination has been cancelled, how many intellectuals have been sent to farms.
I don’t know what the child’s father was thinking. Even though the school was closed, he still required the child to read every day.
Instead of spending this much time, it would be better to let the children follow her and paste more matchboxes!
Of course, Sister Guo is not stupid, so she will not reveal her true thoughts.
While the child was chatting with Song Shuyan, she found a job for herself and took over Gao Sulan's order to make a wedding quilt for the young couple.
"Ms. Gao! Don't worry, I know exactly who in this family compound is good at sewing. I'll bring them to you tomorrow morning!"
Gao Sulan smiled happily, as one of the things that had been weighing on her mind was relieved.
"Then thank you for your help, Comrade Guo!"
"Oh, calling me Comrade Guo is so strange, just call me Little Guo!"
The two told each other their ages, and Gao Sulan was five years older than Guo Yuxia.
At this time, footsteps were heard outside.
Guo Yuxia looked around curiously, "Who's coming this time?"
When I looked, oh, it turned out to be Battalion Commander Zhou.
She smiled ambiguously and looked at Song Shuyan meaningfully.
These two people have already obtained their marriage certificate, so no one can say anything if they live together.
But the custom in the countryside is that a marriage is not considered a wedding without a wedding banquet.
Zhou Jingshen held up the umbrella with his slender fingers, his knuckles turning white. The dim light blurred the sharpness of his facial features, making him look a little softer.
He folded his umbrella and went into the house.
Greeted everyone.
Guo Yuxia tactfully pulled her daughter up and said, "Ah, it's getting late. We should go back. Xiangwan, let's go!"
Xiang Wan was pulled away by Guo Yuxia and turned around to wave to Song Shuyan.
"Sister Song, goodbye!"
Gao Sulan looked at the rain outside and sighed, "How long will this rain last?"
Zhou Jingshen took off his coat and threw it to Song Shuyan, "Take it."
Then he walked into the rain again with an umbrella.
He got into the car and first took the small things down. He carried them in one hand and held an umbrella for the things that couldn't get wet with the other hand, completely ignoring his shoulders, which got mostly wet again.
Gao Sulan felt distressed when she saw this and said, "Ah, why are you in such a hurry to move these things?"
Zhou Jingshen said, "We have to return the car. Another comrade will need it tomorrow morning."
He moved his things into the house, and Song Shuyan helped Gao Sulan to sort them out. It would be inconvenient to just stand there and watch him work.
After a while, Ning Yue also came with an umbrella and a cloth bag in her hand.
"Shuyan, are you staying here tonight? Do you have a change of clothes?"
Ning Yue also received the news that Song Shuyan was coming. She was itching to see her at home. After thinking for a long time, she finally found an excuse to come and see her.
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