Chapter 71: Playing the Piano to the Cow

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On the evening of the same day, Song Yufang, who had been blowing a cold wind all the way, sat by the fire and roasted her hands, and asked Aunt Wang: "I know that the rural people are very miserable, but I can't understand why the landlords are getting wider and wider, and the rich peasants are just middle peasants after a few years, and the middle peasants will become poor peasants in a few years, and in the end they can only live on the streets." It is said that this depends on the sky to eat, although there is a disaster year, but there will be a good year to survive. Isn't it just two good years and two bad years, saving when you make money, surviving by saving money when you lose money, and then you can make money again. Why is it not like that in the countryside? ”

Aunt Wang smiled bitterly: "My eldest lady, you don't go to the street to buy vegetables and you don't work in the field, how do you know the hardships here." There is nothing to say in a disaster year, and there is no harvest but hunger. When it's a good year, you think you'll be fine? Come on, when people harvest grain, they cross their waists and tell you, this year's success is good, who is not piles of grain, if you don't sell me, I will go to another house. People are sure that the poor have no land to store food, and kill the price into the meat. There is nothing to sell in a disaster year, and there is no good price in a good year. Tell me, can the countrymen not be bitter? ”

"Hey, I've been working hard for half my life, and I'm used to having a problem, I can't hear the word 'bitter', so don't say it." Mrs. Song rubbed her eyebrows and came in to interrupt.

"yes, it's all closed in recent years, isn't it good to be a little happy?" Aunt Wang also changed her sad face, walked to the chair, picked up the unfinished needlework, and said with a smile, "We are no better than those who have not eaten or drunk, what kind of worries do we have, isn't it that we can't get along with ourselves." ”

Song Yufang didn't answer, just pondering what she had just said in her heart.

Although there is considerable resistance to this investigation, since the General Office has such an attitude, coupled with the improvement process of civilized countries, the trend of agricultural loans will be revealed sooner or later. Even if she can't put a lot of effort into research, for the sake of the future, Song Yufang thinks that it is necessary for her to understand the real situation in the countryside, and maybe it will come in handy at any time.

And Mrs. Song and Aunt Wang on the side kept squeezing their eyebrows.

After a long time, Mrs. Song tentatively asked: "That Mr. He last time...... Just your boss? ”

Song Yufang's sloppy eyes focused on this question, she blinked, looked at her mother's smile with deep meaning, and sneered and asked: "I want to say that it is my enemy, do you like to hear it?" ”

Mrs. Song twisted her face, frowned and said angrily: "Don't be so poor with me, let's get down to business!" You are not too young, you can't point to me to protect you for the rest of your life, if I keep you at home all the time, I will be poked in the back! ”

"You're still protecting me?" Song Yufang deliberately said sarcastically.

Seeing her prickly attitude, Mrs. Song's face sank, slapped the table, and muttered: "I might as well raise a cat or dog, as soon as I come back, I will know how ......to find food."

Song Yufang was also afraid of her mother's easy inquiry, if she continued to say it seriously, she would not be ashamed to die, because she was about to slip away: "You have to get it, I can't stand you, so let's get it." ”

"Come back!" Mrs. Song screamed to stop her.

Aunt Wang got a look, and hurriedly stepped forward to pull: "What are you busy with, it's still early." Mrs. is a knife-mouthed tofu heart, although she always talks with Miss, in fact, she still thinks about not seeing her during the day. Miss, sit down with your wife. ”

Mrs. Song's face softened, and she squinted her eyes and continued to ask softly, "You don't have anything to do with others?" Not at all? ”

Song Yufang pouted, stomped her feet and asked, "Mom, you just want to kick me out so much?" I can't afford you a few dollars at the moment, and I can still help you go to school, but I just occupy a bed at home. ”

"There's also a study." Mrs. Song was quick to talk for a while, and her words made Song Yufang really angry, and she turned around and wanted to leave.

This time, Aunt Wang will not be used.

Mrs. Song hurriedly chased after her, stopped at the door and laughed: "Don't go, don't go, it's just a witty remark." Why are you really angry, I can't mean that! ”

Interrupting the train of thought for a while, saying something boundless and endless, and picking out some misleading witticisms for a while, Song Yufang was very upset, and she couldn't leave, so she could only sit back and sulk.

Mrs. Song also stood beside her daughter, trying to persuade her: "The sooner you settle down for the rest of your life, I will be at ease sooner." One is to have something to rely on, and the other is to be afraid that the old lady will have another incident. I'm worried that she won't succeed in one move, and there will be a follow-up move, one won't succeed, and there will be a second or third. ”

After the last conversation, Song Yufang will no longer believe Mrs. Song's attitude towards marriage. So I didn't fall for this at all, and pouted: "I, I don't have the same interests as you and the old lady." It's the two of you, you've been-for-tat for a lifetime, but in fact, there are some things that fit very well. You want me to marry, I think it's the same kind of person. It's just that the old lady hopes that she chose that person for me, so that she can take credit for her, so that we can respect her and flatter her for the rest of our lives. As for you, although you agree with the direction of her picking, you can't let her do that. Am I right? ”

Although Mrs. Song hid her stomach with words, she didn't have a word to use on it, so she had to shake her head and laugh dryly.

Song Yufang raised her eyebrows, snorted, and said, "I don't want to marry yet, let alone marry any high-ranking dignitaries." Even if you want to marry someone one day, you have to marry someone who is motivated and has real skills. ”

Mrs. Song still didn't give up, and continued to test with this sentence: "If Mr. He doesn't have the ability to go out, I'm afraid he can't go out in a car, right?" If you entrust it to me, ......"

Song Yufang couldn't believe that her mother had already thought so far. Rubbing the ground and standing up, wanting to break her illusions: "Mom, people are big families in their hometown Nanjing. The ancestors rolled in the ticket number foreign bank before the Qing Dynasty, and entering the bank can be regarded as a family style inheritance. I'm a poor girl daydreaming like this, isn't it out of sight? ”

Mrs. Song put her hand on her waist and raised her voice and said, "Hey, I don't like to hear this." Aren't you young people advocating the idea of not having a family, but what you say has a retrogressive meaning? ”

This is a complete refutation.

Song Yufang used flashing eyes to hide her embarrassment, and then calmly began to explain the truth: "The door is not only material and money, but also the forging of character, but also the vision, pattern, faith, pursuit, etc. There's a lot going on here, where can I explain it clearly in one sentence or two. You, you have to listen to the whole obedient box in the future, don't just memorize a sentence and a half, and then take it out and raise the bar. The most basic thing about marriage is that two people must love each other, without this prerequisite, everything is in vain! ”

Seeing that the mother and daughter were always raising the bar and couldn't talk together, Aunt Wang on the side also stopped what she was doing. When I was in a hurry, I heard the word "condition" and thought that I finally had a place to interject, so I nodded my head hurriedly and said, "What Miss said is yes, it's better to make a list of marriages first." We have to make it clear what conditions we have and how much they can agree, otherwise it will be easy to form a feud. ”

Song Yufang was completely defeated by the master and servant, and at the same time, she felt that she didn't talk more than half a sentence, because she wanted to try to communicate with her mother with extravagant thoughts. Now I completely understand that the gap between the two is not as simple as a generation gap, and if you have the heart to cross it, you may not have the strength, so you should rest as soon as possible, and do what you have to do.

Seeing that Mrs. Song was successfully taken away by Aunt Wang's words, her eyes lit up, and when she said that she was excited, a few drops of saliva flew out of her mouth: "You have seen the fifteenth of the opposite door, you were not here when his daughter was married." I know, not to mention the pomp, but the matter of marriage is not mentioned. The sister-in-law Zhang who sang the big drum next door was learning from me two days ago, saying that she heard it during the singing meeting, and the ...... "When it came to the important place, she suddenly held up again, and then she came back to her senses and slapped her legs, "Hey, nonsense, isn't this nonsense, let's talk about ourselves, why did we go to someone's house?" ”

However, if you want to talk about the topic again, Song Yufang has already slipped away.

"No, I'm sleeping in her room today, and I have to tell the truth." Mrs. Song made up her mind and trotted out all the way.

"Mrs. Song." At this time, someone stood outside the street door and shouted, and then came in familiarly, and said with a smile, "I'm looking for Miss Song." ”

It wasn't the living, it was the servant of a mimeograph workshop in this alley.

Mrs. Song had to press the family matter and not mention it, and went to call Song Yufang's door.

When someone came out, the errand officer said, "Miss Song, I have your phone." He saw that Mrs. Song suddenly stood upright, her body threw forward, and quickly turned to Mrs. Song and said, "It's still the daughter of Councilor Fu, and when she used to study, didn't she often call." ”

Song Yufang turned around, stuck out her tongue at her mother, and then trotted out all the way.

After a while, Song Yufang stood at the door of the street, dragging a tune and whispering: "Aunt Wang, Aunt Wang......"

Aunt Wang followed the voice and came out.

Song Yufang poked inside on tiptoe first, but didn't see Mrs. Song coming out, so she said: "You go to my house and bring your coat, my mother asked, and you said that I was going to the female classmate, the one who called." Don't wait for me, if it's early, I'll come back in her car, and if it's late, I'll stay at her house for the night. Tomorrow at five o'clock in the morning, you go to my house to take a look, and if you want to see that I am not there, just talk to Li Dahu. But don't forget, even though I'm not in the industry, I don't want to be late. ”

Aunt Wang did as she said, and Song Yufang put on her coat and hurriedly got into Li Dahu's car.

"Brother Li, at five o'clock in the morning tomorrow, if Aunt Wang tells you that I don't live at home, you can go to Fu's house in Liushui Lane, East 46 and wait. If she doesn't come, she'll come to my house and wait. ”

Li Dahu responded, and while it was not snowing at this time, he wanted to pull the cart quickly.