Before the separation, Bao took the family's cash to buy a lot of cultural and antiques in the glaze factory, insisting that it was a family heirloom, and she was not allowed to divide it if she did not die.

Song Ziming took a little money and looked for work everywhere in order to support his two children. In the first two years, he was considered to be rich in the old school, and when he was a school teacher at first, his life was not bad. Later, the domestic situation changed dramatically, and after several years of disputes, prices rose, but the people's money bags shrank.

After the situation stabilizes, it will be a new era, and the old ones will not be popular. Seeing that private schools were closing one by one, the teachers had to learn from scratch to cope with the teacher qualification exam, which they were not familiar with, if they wanted to continue to support their families by teaching. In addition, the recruitment of workers in the city also speaks of a new school of civilization, and he likes the diploma of the new-style school more than the old-style poor sourness. Therefore, Song Ziming only barely worked as a teacher in a primary school in Fangshan.

I don't know why this year, since the end of the New Year, Song Ziming's school has been in arrears, and the family's food has been difficult.

Mrs. Song also agreed with Song Ziming's idea, but when she went there, she inevitably had to ask for peace. Bao's nails, Mrs. Song didn't want to send them to the door to touch anyway. However, seeing that the rice jar at home was about to bottom, he had to bow his head.

Early in the morning, she wore the most decent clothes in the house, and she still listened to the most unpleasant words, and came back like a defeated soldier.

Song Yufang was thinking about the problems at home while adding oil to the lamp.

In the first two years, life was better, and Mrs. Song always boasted about her granddaughter's scenery in the girls' school for the Bao family, so she made every effort to let Song Yufang go to Beiman Girls' High School to study, so as to fight for the family.

According to the original plan, Mrs. Song also wanted Song Yufang to go directly to Concord Women's University, so as to compare the so-called eldest ladies of the Song family. However, judging from Song Ziming's situation this year, perhaps going to the bank is the best choice, after all, there is a younger brother at home.

Song Yufang is very content with her parents allowing her to study, and she doesn't have a lot of luxury for college.

This night, with the infinite thirst for work, Song Yufang lost sleep.

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In the afternoon of the next day, Song Yufang, who had finished school, walked home as usual.

On the way, she heard a newsboy shouting outside what seemed to be related to the banking industry. With curiosity, she walked over and bought a newly released "Declaration".

On May 12, the fifth year of the Republic of China, Premier Duan Qirui issued a suspension order. The city of Shanghai was in turmoil, and fooled depositors stormed the Zheng Mansion building. The China Federation of Banks and Stocks sent a letter to the Shanghai North-South Chamber of Commerce, announcing its refusal to implement the suspension order and proposing five measures to preserve the Bank of China. Bank of China also expressed its deepest apologies to all customers for the chaos of the past two days.

After reading the newspaper, Song Yufang's expectations for the future immediately turned into worries.

It turned out that the chaos I encountered in the lobby of the Bank of China that day was actually for this.

She was still worried about not being able to pass the exam, but now she has to worry even more about whether she will be unemployed again in a few days even if she is admitted, wouldn't it be in vain?

Thinking about it, his heart became more and more uncomfortable, so he turned his head and ran to Fu Yongxi's house.

What Song Yufang didn't expect was that the Fu family was making a big storm at this moment.

The eldest patriarch Fu Peiyong held a leather whip and chased most of the courtyard along the corridor, scolding angrily in his mouth: "You dead girl who loses money and collects debts, Lao Tzu must beat you to death today!" ”

Song Yufang opened her mouth wide, watching Fu Peiyong's round belly swaying behind Fu Yongxi one by one, not daring to speak, and unconsciously chasing after their father and daughter.

Across an uninhabited courtyard, there was a low wall under it, and a ladder stood under it, where he leaned on the beams of the house. Because there are not many people here, the maid doesn't pay attention to it when he is spotting.

Fu Yongxi turned his heart sideways, learned from his father's appearance of getting up early to practice, took a step on the horse, took a breath, and climbed the low wall in three steps and two steps. His legs trembled, and when he looked down, he felt that the wall was high enough to kill a man.

However, the scolding, shouting, and crying of the family have already caught up at their feet. Fu Yongxi took a deep breath, closed his eyes, stood up straight, stretched out his arms, swished a few steps, and lay on a gray wall at the end.

It's a small covered transept, so the roof isn't high.

Fu Yongxi looked back at the large group of people who came over, raised his dusty hands, and turned his face into a cat.

"Are you looking for death? If you want to die, you are only allowed to die under Lao Tzu's whip, come down to Lao Tzu! If Lao Tzu doesn't kill you with his own hands today, he won't be surnamed Fu! Fu Peiyong scolded fiercely, not to mention how worried he was, and waved his hand to signal the messenger to hurry up and put the ladder over.

"Oh, my mother!" Mrs. Fu chased after her breathlessly and took a look, so anxious that she rolled down like a flood of tears, sat on the ground as soon as her legs were weak, and cried loudly, "Don't be stunned, hurry up and bring all the quilts at home, catch her, catch her!" ”

Fu Yongxi is running more and more boldly, and after a while, he has climbed to the roof of the ear house, and sat on it domineeringly and shouted at Fu Peiyong, who was scolding himself: "I don't need you to fight, it's really embarrassing, just from today on, I won't have your surname Fu De!" Is their family embarrassed to say that they will withdraw from the marriage, and how was the marriage decided back then? For the sake of his old lady's body, I don't know which broken temple it counted, so I was falsely accused of it, and I had to decide on this family matter. If I hadn't been eight years old at the time and didn't understand these things at all, I wouldn't have looked down on such a feudal family at all. My bald head is really shaved correctly, even if I keep celibate for the rest of my life, it is impossible for me to marry into that kind of family! Speaking of excitement, he unconsciously stood up again.

Song Yufang knew a rough idea when she heard this, she heard it in the school early in the morning, don't look at Fu Yongxi's civilized words when she opens and closes her mouth, in fact, she is a person with a fiancé, and she is very feudal. However, Fu Yongxi has always avoided talking about this matter because it is very embarrassing and cannot be solved for a while. Until she heard her say the words of divorce, Song Yufang didn't even know what the family's surname was.

At the moment of distraction, Song Yufang vaguely heard the roof tiles clanging on the ground. When he came back to his senses, he found that a tile had slid down a few inches under Fu Yongxi's feet, and he was so frightened that he couldn't help but shout: "Miss Fu, you, you...... Don't move, if you fall off the roof, it's big or small! ”

Mrs. Fu heard Song Yufang's voice, as if she had been savior, and a guy turned over and rolled on the ground for half a circle before being picked up. With two tears in her eyes, she kept pounced on Song Yufang and cried: "Oh, Xiaoyu, I knew that you were the living bodhisattva in our family's life." Our in-laws in Tianjin took a telegram and said that it was ......" Although she cried, she did not forget to glance at her husband's expression vigilantly, and did not dare to announce it loudly, so she leaned into Song Yufang's ear and whispered, "It is a violation of customs and customs for us to shave our heads, and we want to withdraw from the marriage!" ”

According to Mrs. Fu's meaning, of course, she wanted to explain the reason in a low-key manner, but she was too nervous and too excited, and she didn't realize what she said at all, it was a word that rang a word. Not to mention Fu Peiyong, even Fu Yongxi on the roof listened to it all.

"What kind of wind did I hurt, what kind of vulgarity did I lose, where is his turn to look down on me? I'm going to fight a lawsuit with him, accusing him of being uncivilized, unprogressive, and discriminating against women! Hmph, aunt, I still have to go to the Ministry of Education to sue his school, how can I teach such a rotten student! With such students, the Republic of China is hopeless! ”

Fu Yongxi's iron-toothed statement once again angered her father.

"You fucking ......" I saw Fu Peiyong flick his whip in the air, and when the sound fell, he scraped off the red paint on the pillar.

This movement made Fu Yongxi panic, thinking that he was still on the flat ground, and ran a few steps in a daze. Then, several gray tiles shattered into several pieces.

With Fu Yongxi's panicked crying father and mother, the messengers held a thick quilt and struggled to rush to this side, and finally caught it without danger.

Mrs. Fu's body was soft, paralyzed in Song Yufang's arms, and after reciting a string of Amitabha Buddhas, she supported her body, grabbed Fu Peiyong and hugged his arm: "Her father, her father...... Okay, okay, the child has to teach slowly. As he spoke, his face changed, and he yelled viciously at the daughters-in-law and daughters who were lined up behind him and had different heights, "You are all dead people, won't you come over and pull a hand?" ”

So, several young grandmothers responded, and then ran forward to restrain Fu Peiyong's arms.

and the little daughter, who was not tall enough to reach his waistline, sat on his instep with a flutter, hugged her thighs and refused to let go.

Fu Peiyong looked down, this cute appearance was a little funny, but he couldn't laugh out at once, which damaged his majesty as a father, and his face turned red.

Song Yufang was extremely nervous when she saw it, and thought that he was getting more and more angry: "Uncle...... Uncle, Yongxi is so good, and she doesn't have to worry about no one marrying ......" She moved a fast and anxious small step, protected Fu Yongxi, and said good things incoherently, "Don't worry, when she is admitted to the bank, the male colleagues are all foreign talents, understand English and can do economics, and they are still good-looking!" The opportunity for her to meet her confidant in the future is gone, isn't it better than a blind marriage and a dumb marriage? ”

"Yes, it's better to be a bank than a local owner." When Mrs. Fu heard this, the shame and indignation when she was divorced turned into joy. even clapped his hands excitedly, chattering endlessly, "To put it mildly, if it weren't for Yongxi's grandfather who had to talk about friendship, I wouldn't have agreed at all!" The older generation farmed and sold vegetables together, and carried the burden from the countryside to Tianjin Wei to do business together, so we have to be tied together for generations? With the same hard background, he earned money for his children to study. But sir, you have breathed the air of civilization, and you are the one who can guide the country in the parliament. But their family only guarded the ancestral property and collected the rent. In such a different environment, Yongxi is really going to get married, and she can't suffer that sin! ”