47 Are you all at home?
But Ruan Rou immediately retorted: "What, if I want to do this kind of work, can't I get into some better schools according to my grades?"
"As for me, I'm planning to report to a criminal investigation or secret service-related major. ”
"I think about it, this world is too dangerous, whether it is you or me, we need a solid backing to protect everyone. ”
How did this kind of hot-blooded and second-class remarks appear on a girl in a key middle school?
Shen Du's eyes when he looked at Ruan Rou were both surprised and speechless.
He thought about it later, with a family like Uncle Ruan, he would never let his children embark on such a dangerous path as the criminal investigation police.
In turn, it was relieved.
Shen Du sighed lightly, not wanting to puncture Ruan Rou's beautiful illusion about the future, so he had to point to the courtyard with his finger, trying to divert the other party's attention.
"I said, it's all at the door, don't stand here, didn't you say you want to eat meat?"
"I'll make you a fish-flavored shredded pork in the evening. Let's have another garlic lettuce, let's finish our homework early. ”
Hearing that there was something to eat, Ruan Rou's attention was really diverted.
She nodded vigorously at Shen Du, and followed the other party into the courtyard.
Who would have thought that when the two walked in front of the corridor less than a meter long at the main entrance, they saw their mother's bicycle parked in the aisle, which made Shen Du suspicious.
"Huh, my mom seems to be back. ”
Normally, at this time, I still embroider in the unit.
Their small factory is about to become an individual enterprise for the team leader to receive private orders.
But now, before six o'clock, this one left work early.
This is so abnormal, there must be a situation.
After saying this, Shen Du pulled Ruan Rou by the hand, made a 'shh......h
It doesn't matter if you look at it, not only is there his mother in this house, but his father, who should have gone out to work the night shift at this time, is also at home.
Two people and one chair, sitting facing each other, one will raise their heads, and the other will sigh, as if they have encountered some great difficulty.
Seeing this, Shen Du shrank his head and made another silent gesture towards Ruan Rou, then poked out a little bit, put his finger on the edge of the window, and secretly looked inside.
The two people in the room didn't talk loudly, but you came and went...... Every word is very clear.
It was Shen Yaojun who opened his mouth first, in order to comfort his wife.
"Hongying, don't be too sad, the scale of the reemployment agency run by this street is still too small, what good job can you have?"
"I see, tomorrow we still have to go to the talent market in Xuanwu District to take a look. ”
"It's a big place, and there are a lot of companies that are stationed there all year round to recruit people. ”
"Maybe there is some professional counterpart factory that can recruit us?"
These words were very good, but they didn't comfort He Hongying at all, she smiled bitterly and said, "Yaojun, don't comfort me." ”
"With my education and work experience, where can I find a job making clothes?"
"It's not the recruitment season after the year, and I'm not a scarce talent in Kochi. ”
"I think the first thing we need to do is to find a job first, not that the job is right for me. ”
"I think the job of the janitor introduced to me by our street is very good. ”
"It's the savings house next to the house, and the insurance family also pays it, and the environment is very comfortable. In addition to the low monthly salary, there is nothing to pick on the side. ”
But as soon as Shen Yaojun heard this, he immediately stopped doing it.
He grabbed He Hongying's hand, spread his wife's white and delicate hands in his rough palms, and said bitterly: "No! I don't agree!"
"Do you have hands that can clean the toilet and clean up?"
"If you look at your hands, they should be embroidery, cloth cutting, hands that need to be cared for. ”
"Your good craftsmanship, if you really go to do rough work, you can't even touch the fine silk. ”
"Once the hands become rough, no matter how good the embroidery is, isn't it for nothing?"
"Otherwise, Hongying. ”
"We're not in a hurry, we can't find a suitable job, let's look for it slowly. ”
"If it really doesn't work, let's do some small business ourselves?"
"You're a craftsman, you rely on your craft to eat, and you can't always go hungry, right?"
Speaking of this, Shen Yaojun's eyes were full of tenderness: "Do you remember when I followed the introducer to your house to see people for the first time?"
"As soon as I entered the courtyard of your house, I saw that you were dressed in a gown made of gray cloth, and that you were sewing buttons under the big banyan tree.
The hands were thin, white, and dexterous. ”
"But after two or three strokes, the clothes were sewn and ironed. ”
"At that time, I thought, what kind of manpower is this, this is a fairy daughter. ”
"It's the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl in it, it must be the Cowherd who came down to find her. ”
Then I thought, I guess I'm the cowherd. What about me, farming, herding cattle, earning money, supporting you, a weaver girl, for a lifetime, let your hands, what was the original, and when you are old, what is it like. ”
After speaking, Shen Yaojun shook He Hongying's hand, carefully pinched it in the palm of his hand, and carefully comforted: "So you still listen to me about this matter." ”
"Let's prepare with both hands. ”
"Say, how much does it cost for us to set up a small tailor's shop first?"
"How much money do you have in the family, daughter-in-law, can you give me a real number?"
Hearing this, He Hongying didn't speak for a long time, and when Shen Yaojun felt strange and wanted to raise his eyes to look, he was hit by the hot tears that fell from the back of his rough hand......
Burned.
Starting from this tear, He Hongying's tears were like beads with broken threads, crackling down.
Shen Yaojun's heart was panicked, and he hurriedly raised his hand clumsily, and was about to wipe He Hongying's face.
"No...... I'm happy......"
"I, I'll get you a passbook. ”
He Hongying couldn't stop crying, but she couldn't stop laughing.
She wiped two handfuls of tears with her hands, got up, turned her head, and opened the cabinet on the side of the large table.
He took out a file bag with a buckle from under the box where Shen Du usually kept the change, poured out the bits and pieces of it, and handed the only red passbook to Shen Yaojun's hand.