Chapter 11: The Future
Xiangmei said: "Not only is the rabbit meat delicious, but even the fried tofu is also good, it tastes like scrambled eggs." β
As he was talking, Ping'an had already eaten a bowl of rice, and entered the house without saying a word, and he served another bowl of rice, picked some of each dish, and went out again.
Feng Lao Niang also said; "Why did your brother eat such a piece today, can't he just pour it into his stomach? I hadn't even been halfway to the bowl before he added more. β
Xiangmei said: "It must be Sister Song's craftsmanship is good, and the dishes are fragrant, so let's eat." I don't believe my mother and ask my brother to go. β
"I didn't ask him, and I couldn't make a fart for half a day."
At this time, Tian Tian smiled and asked Mrs. Feng: "Grandma, why do you have to be beaten for farting?" β
This made everyone in the room laugh, and Yun Zhu pinched her daughter's face and said, "Eat your food seriously, why are you talking so much." β
Everyone ate happily, Xiangmei washed the dishes, and Tian Tian kept circling around Xiangmei. Feng Ping'an was still nowhere to be seen.
Here Feng Lao Niang and Yun Zhu gossiped.
"Child, is her father really not coming to you?"
Although Yun Zhu had memories of the previous events, she had no feelings for the man who abandoned their mother and daughter, so she replied a little indifferently: "I'm more comfortable if he doesn't come." What a day you can't live. β
Feng Lao Niang hurriedly shook her head: "How can you do it without a man, and a daughter must have a father to be like that." Besides, you have to eat and dress, you are still too hard as a woman, you can't let such a young child suffer with you, right? β
Yun Zhu lowered his head, looked at his figure on the ground and said, "Auntie, do you think he drove us out, and he will want us again?" I'm still holding that I have to rely on him to survive, so why bother coming out again. There is no one in this world who can't live without him. Besides, how can I get him to accept us again, do I go back and kneel and cry and beg him to take us in? No, not to mention whether he agrees or not, even I can't do such a thing. β
Old Lady Feng sighed: "You, you're still too young, and you can't figure out some things." The temperament is also a little stubborn. Wait a few more years, maybe everything will be understood. β
Yun Zhu smiled bitterly: "If you have a bad temper, you may be destined to take some detours and suffer some hardships." But it's all come to this point, and there's no reason to turn back, so let's grit our teeth. What about women, it's okay to support a family. β
Listening to Yun Zhu's words, Feng Lao Niang remembered how she had lived her life in widowhood over the years. Her husband died in Xiangmei before the full moon, and she raised her two children by herself, and she tasted more bitterness in it than anyone else.
"And what are you going to do next?"
Yunzhu thought for a while, smiled and said: "There will always be a way, as long as you are diligent, willing to endure hardships, and have good hands and feet, it will not be difficult." β
Mrs. Feng was satisfied when she heard this, and said with a smile: "You are good at cooking, why don't I inquire for you where there are any big families who want cooks, maybe you can go and get a name." β
Be a cook? Yunzhu really didn't think about it, but she dragged a daughter who was not in good health, and the hired family would feel that it was a burden, so she might not be willing to accept it, and there were a few big families in Qingtang Town who could afford to use the cook.
"Thank you for your kindness, I'm afraid this road is not easy to walk. I'd better think of another way. β
Old Lady Feng nodded and smiled: "That's right, but I can keep an eye on it for you." β
Later, Xiangmei joined their conversation: "Sister Song can open her own restaurant, anyway, your stir-fry is so delicious, there will definitely be no shortage of diners." β
Mrs. Feng glanced at her daughter: "You think you don't need capital to open a restaurant, it's easy to say." Besides, what kind of restaurant does she open as a woman? It's not good to do business, firstly, women have limited vision after all, and secondly, she is the only one in their family, and her daughter can't help, how can she support herself alone. Besides, you think it's so simple to open a restaurant, in addition to being able to cook, you also have to be able to write and calculate, and have brains. β
Xiangmei listened and was speechless: "When my mother said this, it makes some sense." It's that I'm naΓ―ve to think about it. β
Yun Zhu also nodded and said, "Auntie is right, what kind of restaurant do I open like this, first coax my belly to be full and get dressed." β
After chatting for a long time at Feng's house, he later saw Tian Tian rubbing his eyes and yawning, so he got up and said goodbye: "Thank you for your hospitality, let's go back to sleep." β
Feng Lao Niang smiled and said, "Okay, go ahead, I've been talking to you for so long, it's time to sleep." If there is any money in the village, I will help you keep an eye on it. β
Yunzhu thanked Mrs. Feng again, and said goodbye to the Feng family with Tian Tian behind her back.
After Yunzhu's mother and daughter left, Feng Lao Niang also wanted to sleep, so Xiangmei went to boil water to freshen up, and when she passed by the safe room, she saw him sitting under the lamp and rubbing hemp rope.
"Why didn't my brother say a word today?"
Ping'an didn't raise his eyelids: "What is there to say." β
"It's okay if you don't speak, and you don't even show your face much. Sister Song also asked me to thank you on her behalf. β
Ping An thought, he didn't help the Song family much, what was there to thank. Seeing that her brother was a little dazed, Xiangmei leaned over and smiled: "It's the last time my brother sent her to the second aunt's house before dawn in the morning." She said that she had always wanted to thank you, but it was difficult to talk to you. β
"Is this worth worrying about?" Ping An continued to rub his rope.
Xiangmei went to the stove room to boil water, thinking that her brother was old, and he should talk about family affairs and start a family seriously, but he was such a character, and he was not born to please the girls in the village too much, so he was delayed until now. She knew that her mother was anxious, and she was also anxious for her brother.
The ancestors of the Feng family were also rich and noble, with land and land, but Ping'an's grandfather was a gambler and lost a lot of land, and when it reached Ping'an, the paddy field and dry land together did not have four acres of land. A family of three all lives on these three acres of land.
Feng Ping'an was a good trick in the crops, and he had great strength, so he borrowed cattle from other families, and within a few days, he cleaned up the family's fields and planted winter wheat.
There is still unfinished work in other families, and Ping An also goes to help people do it, and he can earn a few hard-earned money.
Liu Xiucai's family has a lot of land in the village, a total of more than 20 acres of land, but there are few people who can work at home. This season is certainly no exception.
Ping An heard that there was still a lot of work in their family, so he took the initiative to come to the door and say help. happened to encounter a manure field, he picked up a courage, it was very easy, and he walked with wind under his feet. Among these short-term workers, Ping An suddenly found that Song Yunzhu was also inside, just her and another key woman in the village.
Ping'an looked at Yunzhu's figure carrying the burden and trembled a little, his feet were not stable at all, as if he was about to fall down at any time, the flat shoulder pressed his body bent, and he knew where the Song family had done these jobs when he was in the city before. Women's strength is already smaller, and it is inevitably difficult for some strong people.
Ping An couldn't stand it anymore, and stepped forward and said, "You put it down, I'll take it for you, right?" β
"Hey, how did this work?"
Ping'an didn't say any more, but quickly carried the dung to the field, and after a short time he came back and took Yunzhu's burden.