The old lady here had already placed the two futons in the middle of the hall.

Today, the eldest lady went out to meet friends, and only the third wife accompanied her.

The old lady of Song, Bao Shi, who had her hair brushed up at all, nodded, and didn't look at their father and daughter at all.

The third lady smiled dryly and said some gossip, and asked with a smile, "Doesn't Xiaoyu have to go to school today?" ”

Song Ziming explained: "I just finished the bank exam, and I rested at home for two days. The schoolwork is over, and the next month is waiting for graduation. ”

Hearing this, Bao put down the teacup and squeezed out a cold snort from his nostrils: "Didn't you go to college, why did you go to the bank again?" Her eyes were full of disdain, as if she was disgusted with Song Yufang's restlessness.

Song Ziming didn't speak at first, looking at Bao's face with sincere fear, and then replied cautiously: "It's not bad for a girl to finish high school." The bank has a good salary, and it is the first year to recruit female workers, so it is also a good thing to be admitted. ”

Bao didn't say anything, just sighed heavily.

Song Yufang, who was sitting on the side, didn't say anything, but she didn't dare to slack off at all. He straightened his back, erected his ears high, and unconsciously tightened his skirt with one hand. She was afraid that Bao would also ask her some difficult words, so she prepared her words in her heart first.

Song Ziming lowered his head and added: "Can you be admitted...... It can be regarded as a glorious ancestor. ”

"Hmph, I can't tell." Bao shook his head and swept Song Ziming with the white of his eyes. He cleared his throat again, looked like he was working hard in vain, and continued, "It was said that there is a young master of the same age in the old Fujin family, who is a new-school figure with excellent character and good looks, and I intend to set a good family for Xiaoyu earlier." This time, even one day I closed my eyes and went to see the old man below, and I was not afraid that I would not be able to open my mouth. However, if you don't even study in college, you can match the eldest young master who has stayed abroad, and there is always something missing. Why don't you study, it seems that I am an elder with a ruthless heart. In fact, I saved all the money for Xiaoyu to go to college. ”

Song Yufang secretly counted with her fingers, if she wanted to pay the tuition, Bao didn't say three or four times a year, but she never saw her really take it out.

Next, Bao's words became more and more true, and he almost burst into tears. I don't know, I really believe that her hard work has been let down in vain.

As for the third wife, she didn't dare to talk about other people's family affairs, so she just added tea and waited on the side.

And Song Ziming only accepted "yes yes yes", and from time to time he made a few words of no, blaming himself for having too short knowledge and worrying about the elders.

On the way home, Song Ziming started his daughter's work first: "Or ...... Forget about the bank, you should go to school. ”

Song Yufang wanted to go back, but she thought that she was a female student who could only spend money and couldn't earn money, and she was probably not qualified to disobey her father, especially her grandmother. Moreover, if you want to fight for freedom in the hands of a powerful feudal patriarch, you will not be able to succeed by relying on the word "brave" alone.

Because he temporarily endured the grievances in his stomach, he whispered: "I said this earlier, and I don't know if the bank will accept me." In this case, tuition is just a sentence. If you want to be like me in high school in the past few years, I will meet and say that the tuition is all inclusive, and I won't see a child, isn't it still a dry stare? ”

One sentence made Song Ziming a little embarrassed. Coupled with Song Yufang's performance, it is indispensable for the future. Song Ziming didn't continue to speak, thinking about going home to discuss with Mrs. Song.

In fact, this is also a careless question. In his opinion, such a major event should always be agreed upon by the elders, where is it the turn of the yellow-haired girl to say whether it is good or not.

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"I think, let's let Xiaoyu continue to study." Song Ziming sat down on the bench, picked up the teacup, and muttered, "Now the times are different, both men and women in relatives' families send their children to college, and there are ...... who stay abroad."

Looking at her husband's pity on his face, Mrs. Song couldn't help but sneer: "I'm afraid that others don't know how rich your relatives are, and they will talk about it all day long." But people are people, what are we? ”

Song Ziming took a sip of tea and buried his head very low, not only because he couldn't open his mouth to refute it, but also because he was worried about his daughter's future, and he didn't have the heart to talk about it.

Mrs. Song couldn't see his silence, in fact, he understood everything in his heart, but he seemed to be so cold on purpose. Because these words broke the crazy villains in his family, even if Mrs. Song's words were true, he didn't bother to deal with them.

The two men were in a stalemate for a while, and the copper kettle that was boiling water first put the lid on it and screamed.

Mrs. Song turned her face away, lifted the copper kettle and filled the bottle with water, while babbling and venting: "I said that I was a relative, but I was embarrassed not to move around during the three festivals a year because of the rules of my ancestors." As for the relatives, who pity us, loaded the surplus things at home into carts; looked down on us, and threw our souvenirs into the chicken coop in a blink of an eye, as if they had never seen it. ”

Song Ziming blushed when he heard this, and sighed dissatisfiedly: "What are you doing with these old accounts?" It's not just our family, people live in the world, and they will always encounter some warm and cold ......"

"I'm just fed up with this kind of normalcy!" Mrs. Song bent over, slammed the empty copper kettle to the ground, and said with red eyes, "Let me ask you, why did you suddenly change your mind and want Niu'er to go to college?" Yes, four years ago, I was unconvinced by the people in the short wooden warehouse everywhere, and I had to be angry with the old lady, and I wanted to send Niu'er to college with all my strength. But at that time, you could get money home every month! Now it's different, first what kind of revolution is there, and what day is going to sacrifice after the revolution. Today's army, tomorrow's army, not to mention the famine of the poor, even the broad people began to run the pawnshop twice in three days. Our family of four has a problem with eating, and where does the tuition come from? Besides, you should have a better idea of her grades than I do. It's not bad, if we have spare money for her, it will naturally be a matter of glory, but it has not reached the point where not going to college becomes a loss. Even her teacher didn't say that she had to continue studying, so what are you against? ”

Song Ziming looked at his wife, as if he was angry and wronged, and he couldn't cry with a whimper. He didn't dare to raise his voice, but said his truth softly: "A teacher is a teacher after all, if my students come to ask me, what if my family is not allowed to study because of difficult conditions, I can only play haha." Otherwise, if the parents of the students ask me to count their family's chewing, I can't say that for the sake of the child's future, I will share it. However, from the parents' point of view, this is not the case, and whether or not to go to college depends on the parents' own consciousness. ”

Mrs. Song also sat down at the square table, ready to formally negotiate: "What do you want to be enlightened?" My realization is that starvation is a big deal! ”

Song Ziming turned sideways slightly, looked at her head-on, and retorted: "You are too exaggerated, our family will not be able to open the pot." The old lady said about the tuition......"

"Don't be an old lady, an old lady, an old lady, I don't care what she promised you, in short, I don't want to ask anyone to ask for money anymore." Speaking of this, Mrs. Song raised her hand to wipe her tears.

Regarding the matter of going to Song's house to ask for money that day, she never mentioned it to anyone. She thought, saying it was just adding some anger. As long as she can live a peaceful life, she feels that she is a little wronged.

However, Song Ziming has always pretended not to know about Bao's angry ability, or deliberately pretended to be stupid, and blindly corrected: "The old people are anxious about the situation of the younger generation, and sometimes it is inevitable that the words will be more intense, don't say it too badly." ”

When Mrs. Song heard this, she slapped the table and sneered: "Dare to love, you are a good scar and forget the pain!" Oh yes, where do you have any scars. I borrowed the money; The words are also spoken to me. Second master, in your heart, where will you know about suffering?! ”

At this time, Song Yufang, who heard them talk more and more, hurriedly stopped at the door of the kitchen, and asked: "Jinfang is about to get out of school, this child is hungry when he sees the world, does he have anything to eat at home?" ”

"On the stove." Mrs. Song opened her mouth, her face was cold, and she continued to wait for Song Ziming to answer.

Song Yufang sighed in her heart, took out a clean bowl, filled half a bowl of hot porridge, put some pickles, tore off half a white steamed bun, took a pair of chopsticks and prepared to walk away.

"You wait a minute." Mrs. Song stopped her daughter, put her legs together, and interrogated her in a matter-of-fact manner, "What did the old lady say over there?" It made your dad change his mind. ”

Song Yufang stood still with a red face, pinched and didn't mention anything about family affairs, only saying that Bao intended to pay for her college expenses. After speaking, he looked at his father.

Song Ziming continued: "I also thought about it, her cousins are either already in college, or they are preparing to take the university entrance examination, and she should also ......."

Mrs. Song's eyes widened, crossed her waist, and snatched the conversation away: "She, a young lady of the Song family who came out of the big wooden warehouse, how can she fall behind, right?" I know you, and my mind is full of the decency of your Song family. But why didn't the old lady think about it at the beginning, the man who came out of the big wooden warehouse, with a few pitiful foreign money in his pocket, bought the courtyard here, and then painted the wall and added furniture, how much money could be left? We came out of the door of your mansion, except for a slight resemblance to someone's house, but we didn't get any good. Your brothers also came out of the old school, and their knowledge may not be better than yours, relying on the old lady's partiality, they gave money to walk around and go to the yamen as an errand, have they ever treated you as a brother, have they ever carried you? ”

"Now the yamen may not be able to pay salaries." Song Ziming was so anxious that his forehead was sweating, eager to resolve these suspicions.

Song Yufang retreated to the corner and sighed, adding a sense of desolation to her heart.

Her parents are both good people, even though they both have flaws, there is nothing bad in the end, but these two people are not compatible. If it weren't for the fact that the past era didn't talk about love, I'm afraid we wouldn't be able to get together, or we were barely together, and there would be no good ending. The feudal marriage system tied them together and hurt each other, and this injury gradually consumed Song Yufang's otherwise carefree childhood.