37. Chapter 37

As soon as Wen Qing looked up, he saw that outside the car door, Yao Shiling and Wen Peng were standing next to the ox cart, looking at themselves.

"Mom, Pengpeng." Wen Qing shouted happily.

"Big sister." Wen Peng ran to the side of the car.

There were too many people on the bus, and Wen Qing couldn't squeeze in.

Wen Peng ran to the side of the car and pulled Wen Qing's backpack hard, so Wen Qing was able to get down and squeeze a sweat.

"Mom, why are you here?" Wen Qing asked while wiping the sweat from his forehead.

"I'll pick you up." Wen Peng said: "When my mother went to the ground, I saw that the student from Nanzhou No. 1 Middle School in Shanwan Village came back, and asked him if he knew that the whole school was on holiday at half past three in the afternoon, so he took me to pick you up." ā€

"Mom, you're so smart." Wen Qing said with a smile.

Yao Shiling was disgusted: "The child's family, can you say that about your mother?" ā€

Wen Qing smiled, caught a glimpse of Wen Peng's difference in the afterglow, turned to Wen Peng and asked, "Peng Peng, where did you get the red scarf?" Yo, and the regimental emblem. ā€

"I bought it all." Wen Peng touched the red scarf with pride on his face: "Eldest sister, I am now an excellent young pioneer, and I will ascend to the country. I was in the front row when the flag came. The teachers praised me. ā€

Young pioneers?

Wen Qing couldn't hold back her laughter.

"He's been proud for days." Yao Shiling took Wen Qing's backpack and put it on the ox cart, and then the mother and son walked to the big dirt road: "The red scarf was bought by himself." ā€

Wen Qing was surprised: "Pengpeng, you bought it yourself?" ā€

Wen Peng pulled Wen Qing and nodded: "Well, my climbing monkey shell is sold." ā€

"How much does it cost?" Wen Qing asked.

"Four dollars and five cents."

"That's a lot."

Yao Shiling answered: "Those who know the shell, he has been saving for two or three years, and he sold it for the first time. ā€

Wen Qing: "......"

Wen Peng made so much money for the first time, and said happily: "The red scarf is a dime, and the regimental emblem is also a dime, and I still have four yuan and three cents left, at my mother's." ā€

"Awesome!" Wen Qing touched Wen Peng's head.

Wen Peng grinned.

Yao Shiling took the opportunity to ask Wen Qing some things about school, and Wen Qing answered them one by one.

When the three of them were about to go on the big dirt road, Wen Qing asked, "Mom, how is the situation of Aunt Xiao's tailor shop recently?" ā€

Yao Shiling paused, frowned, and then said directly: "It's not good." ā€

"What's wrong?" Wen Qing asked suspiciously.

"There is a new tailor shop opposite Aunt Xiao, which is bigger than Aunt Xiao's, and it sells fabrics, shoes, and clothes, and the price is cheaper than Aunt Xiao's, so the business has been robbed." Wen Peng said.

Wen Qing looked at Yao Shiling and asked, "Mom, is what Peng Peng said true?" ā€

"It's true." Yao Shiling looked at Wen Qing, she originally thought that Wen Qing would be angry, surprised, or angry, and then rushed straight to Aunt Xiao's tailor shop to find out, and even started a war with the opposite tailor shop, but there was no result.

Wen Qing seemed to have expected it, and said calmly: "Then I'll go and see it tomorrow." ā€

Yao Shiling was surprised and asked, "Aren't you annoyed?" ā€

Wen Qing smiled: "What's annoying? If you are allowed to open a tailor shop, no one else is allowed to open a tailor shop? ā€

"However, they are obviously imitating Aunt Xiao's tailor shop."

Wen Peng answered: "That's it, it's exactly the same as what Aunt Xiao's tailor shop sells, and the shoes are also the style you make, eldest sister." ā€

Wen Qing smiled and said, "Those who learn from me live, and those who resemble me die, what are you afraid of?" ā€

"Eldest sister, what do you mean?" Wen Peng asked with wide eyes, feeling that the eldest sister had been in school for half a month, and her level had improved.

Yao Shiling didn't understand either.

Wen Qing said: "It means that those who learn from me may succeed." But those who only know how to imitate, but do not know how to innovate, will definitely fail. ā€

Yao Shiling and Wen Peng nodded as if they didn't understand.

"And what are you going to do?" Yao Shiling asked.

Wen Qing said: "I don't know yet, I'll talk about it tomorrow, let's go home first." ā€

Yao Shiling saw that Wen Qing had a relaxed smile on her face, thinking that her daughter had sold a piece of broken manuscript paper for six hundred yuan, and her behavior was becoming more and more restrained, Yao Shiling's worries were slightly reduced, and Wen Qing finally went home, and Aunt Xiao's tailor shop was not in a hurry, so she asked: "Wen Qing, what do you want to eat at night?" Mom will do it for you. ā€

Wen Qing supported the ox cart, followed on the big dirt road, and said: "Mom, let's eat cold noodles at night, I have two packs of noodles in my backpack, after the boiling water is cooked, scoop it into the warm water, grate off the warm water, and then mix with chili peppers, fry two vegetables, put more salt, and drop two drops of cooked oil." ā€

Wen Peng's saliva flowed.

Yao Shiling frowned: "Cold noodles are too wasteful, one cold noodle meal is enough for our family to eat three or four meals of noodle soup." ā€

"Mom, I'll make the noodles, let's stir-fry some wild vegetables and eat them." Wen Qing said.

"Mom, I want to eat cold noodles too." Wen Peng expressed his position.

Yao Shiling couldn't help but say, "Okay, just eat this time." ā€

"Okay." Wen Qing, Wen Peng is happy.

As soon as the words fell, Yao Shiling began to babble again, if you want to save your life, how can you eat like this, saying that Wen Qing has learned her second uncle's stinky problem, which is not good. You must know that in the 60s, you can't even eat the bark, what if you encounter a famine year again, there is no food to store, what to eat with a few mouths?

Wen Qing used to be impatient to listen to this, but now he feels very warm, nods, smiles, and keeps saying, "Well, I know." ā€

"Mom, you're right."

"Absolutely no waste next time."

Yao Shiling saw that Wen Qing was so obedient, so she stopped being verbose, and asked Wen Qing carefully at school, what she ate for three meals a day, whether she could keep up with her studies, and so on.

The mother and son entered Shuiwan Village, and the neighbors greeted Wen Qing and Yao Shiling warmly when they saw them: "Wen Qing is out of school?" ā€

"Wen Qing is on vacation?"

"Wen Qing is back?"

"The most knowledgeable girl in our village."

"Wen Qing looks good again."

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Wen Qing was not used to the enthusiasm of the neighbors, and Yao Shiling replied with a smile one by one.

After arriving at the yard of his fence, Wen Qing asked, "Mom, why are they so enthusiastic about me?" ā€

"Because my mother persuaded Aunt Wang to compensate them for their wheat straw." Wen Peng said.

Wen Qing looked at Yao Shiling: "Mom, how did you do it?" ā€

Yao Shiling stopped the ox cart and said, "Aunt Wang is not a bad person, didn't we lend her corn cobs and sweet potato seedlings last time?" ā€

"Hmm."

"She treated me as a great benefactor, especially for me. That day, she said she probably didn't have enough wheat or anything to eat. I asked yƬ to go with her to pick ears of wheat and straw. In the fields, on the road, and by the river, after picking up for a few years, she picked up more than 20 catties of wheat, and hugged several wheat straws, and was overjoyed. I took the opportunity to say this, saying that the wheat straw should be repaid in installments, and one family should be repaid in a year, or half of the family, and it would be a few years, but in fact, they are all neighbors, and it will not be too forceful. And then she said yes. ā€

Wen Qing asked, "That's it?" ā€

"In this way, everyone is rural, and they are very simple." Yao Shiling said.

Wen Qing was right to think about it, and only after carrying her backpack did she take out the sesame flatbread, fruit cake, apples and salt and golden dates, Yao Shiling asked, "Why are you spending money indiscriminately!" ā€

Wen Liang looked silent.

Wen Peng's eyes lit up.

Yao Shiling nagged and nagged, but when she was cooking at night, she still roasted pork cabbage, pork was she heard that Wen Qing might come back, so she went to buy it on purpose. But this time, Yao Shiling bought mostly thin ones, because Wen Qing likes to eat thin ones.

"Mom, you're so good to me." Wen Qing was holding a bowl of cold noodles, looking at the scrambled eggs with chili peppers, salted duck eggs, pork cabbage, and shredded potatoes and meat on the table, all of which Yao Shiling was usually reluctant to eat, and specially left them for Wen Qing, Wen Qing was very moved.

Yao Shiling didn't eat her set, sandwiched a piece of fatty meat and put it in her bowl: "If you are someone else's daughter, I will definitely not be good to you." Eat it. ā€

"That's it, that's it, eldest sister, if you don't come back, I won't even be able to eat meat." Wen Peng said.

"Mom, you eat too." Wen Qing sandwiched a piece of meat and eggs for Yao Shiling.

"Okay, okay, I'll eat it myself, you guys eat it quickly."

After a meal, the family sat under the tree to enjoy the shade, chatted for a while, and then went back to the yard.

Wen Liang and Wen Peng exercise a lot during the day, and they are sleepy and sleepy early, so they go to bed early.

Wen Qing was sitting in front of the sewing machine, she hadn't touched the sewing machine for a long time, she still missed it, she suddenly had a bold idea, what if she brought the sewing machine to school?

As soon as she proposed it, Yao Shiling refused.

"And how do you still study?" Yao Shiling said: "Can you fit in the dormitory?" ā€

Wen Qing dispelled this thought, and while she was not sleepy at the moment, she stepped on the sewing machine one by one and sewed all the work she saved in her backpack.

Yao Shiling urged her several times before she went back to her room to sleep.

Wen Qing lay on his bed, looked at the beam, looked at it, and found that he could see the stars in the sky through the beam, and Wen Qing was embarrassed.

This house has too many loopholes, right?

Her house is all mud houses, bricks are mud bricks, that is, the use of viscous soil, mixed with wheat husk and the like, into mud, made of bricks to build a house, the beams are not a floor concrete, the beams are wood, the roof is not a tile, but with bamboo poles to support, on top is mixed with soil wheat straw, these wheat straw is to act as a tile, different from the tile, the wheat straw will be black and rotten by the wind and rain, must be changed once a year, so as not to leak rain, this is why the people in Shuiwan Village cherish the wheat straw so much.

Between her family piled a pile of wheat straw, ready to repair the house, but was burned by a cannon battle by Erhuzi, and it was completely impossible to repair the house.

Wen Qing didn't have the heart to appreciate the stars, what she thought was that since she was reborn, she thought that she had made money and could support her family, and that she would buy food and drink for her mother and brother, and they would live well.

As everyone knows, she thinks too narrowly, and now she doesn't even have the money to stamp the tile house, how can she let her mother and brother live well.

Think about it again, she died of illness in her thirties in her last life, and she will definitely die of illness in this life, in case she is eighteen years old in this life, her brother is still young, her mother is lonely, and she doesn't even have any savings left, how will they live?

Thinking like this, Wen Qing couldn't sleep, stared at the loopholes on the roof and began to think about what he should do next? How do you balance learning and earning?

After thinking about it, she felt sleepy, turned over, and fell asleep peacefully.

The next morning, the whole family had breakfast together.

Breakfast is corn paste, pickles, and coarse bread.

"Mom, I'll go to the county seat in a while to see Aunt Xiao." Wen Qing said.

"Shall I go with you?" Yao Shiling said.

"No need, you can rest at home, I'll go by myself."

"Eldest sister, I'll go with you." Wen Peng said.

Wen Liang asked rhetorically: "Have you finished your homework?" ā€

"It's only the first day of vacation, and I'm doing my homework on the last day."

Wen Liang: "......"

Wen Qing said, "Just let Peng Peng go with me." ā€

After breakfast, Wen Peng changed into clothes without patches and followed Wen Qing along the big dirt road to the county seat.

Wen Qing was still carrying a cloth bag in her hand, and the cloth bag contained the shoes she made in school.

"Wen Qing, yo Wen Qing is back!" Before arriving at Aunt Xiao's tailor shop, the shoe repair uncle saw Wen Qing and hurriedly greeted him.

Wen Qing said hello with a smile, and then followed Wen Peng into Aunt Xiao's tailor shop.

Wen Qing remembered that when she was leaving, Aunt Xiao and Baohong were too busy in Aunt Xiao's tailor shop, and the store was deserted today.

Aunt Xiao was sitting on the sewing machine and bowing her head to make a plate, as if she was settling accounts, and the sewing machine was no longer as clumping as before.

"Aunt Xiao." Wen Qing shouted.

As soon as Aunt Xiao looked up and saw Wen Qing, she stood up in surprise: "Wen Qing, are you back?" Is it a holiday? ā€

"Yes." Wen Qing smiled, and surrounded the consultant: "Where's the treasure red?" ā€

Aunt Xiao smiled and said, "Her beans are more premature than ours, so she went back to cut them." After speaking, Wen Qing looked at the storefront, felt a little uncomfortable, and whispered: "There is a new tailor shop opposite." ā€

Wen Qing said, "I saw it just now. ā€

"It must be that our business was too good some time ago, so we opened a store that is the same as ours, even the shoes are the same style, and the clothes are also from the Tangquan Garment Factory." Aunt Xiao was very worried: "I have been running a tailor shop for a few years, and I have never encountered such a blatant business. ā€

Wen Qing nodded and said lightly: "I know, but it's okay." ā€

Never mind? How can it be okay, Aunt Xiao looked at Wen Qing: "Many old customers, although they don't know how to go over there to make clothes and buy clothes, but I know that they go secretly." ā€

"It's okay, Aunt Xiao." Wen Qing said again.

Is that okay? Aunt Xiao looked at Wen Qing in surprise.