Looking at the crying Xu Jiazhen, Wang Xu felt a sense of guilt that Huang Shiren forcibly bought Xi'er.

Of course he didn't really want to, he forced Xu Jiazhen to sell the house, his tone slowly softened, and said: "Don't cry, I'm not in a hurry to let you pay back the money, are you satisfied?" ”

If you are a person who loves to take advantage of small advantages, you will definitely be ecstatic to hear that you don't have to rush to repay the money.

Xu Jiazhen didn't, although the tears couldn't stop flowing, the stubbornness in his eyes did not diminish at all, and he said strongly: "I don't need your pity, even if I go to borrow usury, I don't want to owe you money." ”

At this moment, Xu Jiazhen still has no idea of selling the house to pay off the debt, because this is a rich home.

Xu Jiazhen is stubborn and distressing, and strong makes people speechless.

Wang Xu suddenly understood that his words just now deeply hurt this stubborn woman, as well as her fragile self-esteem.

For a while, Wang Xu regretted it a little, and he wanted to slap himself.

Knowing who Xu Jiazhen is, he has nothing to do to provoke her, isn't it difficult to ride a tiger.

More than a dozen oceans, put on him is a drop in the bucket, but in Xu Jiazhen's body it is heavier than Mount Tai, it is difficult to let her borrow usury.

Thinking of usury, Wang Xu's mind automatically appeared with a certain treasure.

Modern people, bound by law, under the temptation of a certain treasure, also came to a loan door past.

He really didn't dare to imagine what terrible things would happen to such a beautiful woman as Xu Jiazhen who went to a loan shark to borrow money.

"Drunk, drunk!"

Wang Xu didn't have the idea of forcing Liang to become a prostitute, he was drunk with two sentences in his heart, and hurriedly said: "There is no need for usury, you still give me some virtue." In this way, since you want to pay back, I can't say anything. Now, I'm alone at home, you cook for me every day, wash my clothes, and I'll free you three yuan a month.... No, a big ocean, what do you think? ”

Wang Xu wanted to say that he would be exempted from three oceans a month, but when the words came to his lips, he found that Xu Jiazhen could not agree to such good conditions.

In those days, there weren't so many electronics factories, garment factories, and mobile phone stores that allowed women to work.

Even the running hall of the restaurant is taken care of by men, and the status of women is really not high.

Three oceans a month, all of which are about to catch up with the wages of the Mibu Merchant House and those official guys.

Judging from Xu Jiazhen's character, giving her so much money not only does not bring gratitude, but also has the opposite effect if she doesn't get it right.

"Wash your clothes, cook for you, and you can get rid of a piece of the ocean?" Xu Jiazhen was moved, if she had a choice, she didn't want to borrow loan sharks.

As soon as Wang Xu saw that there was a door, he immediately nodded and said, "Of course, washing clothes, cooking, cleaning the yard, you help me work, of course I have to pay the salary." ”

When Xu Jiazhen heard this, she finally stopped crying, and her whole person became radiant.

Wang Xu was just about to say something, and in Xu Jiazhen's house, there was a sound of milk, crying and calling for his mother.

"Qiuxia, Qiuxia is awake!" Hearing the cry, Xu Jiazhen was overjoyed, how could he take care of Wang Xu.

Bang!!

There was a thunderclap in the sky, and the wind gradually rose.

Wang Xu, who was forgotten, glanced at the location where Xu Jiazhen disappeared, looked up at the sky again, and said loudly: "Xu Jiazhen, it's raining, quickly collect your clothes!" ”

Thunder comes, the wind rises, the rain falls...

The days of May and June are like the faces of children, and they change when they say.

Wang Xu leaned under the eaves and saw Xu Jiazhen who hurriedly ran back to the house, and hurriedly ran out after hearing the rain, and couldn't help but smile on his face.

Whoa!!

The drizzle of wind and wind kissed the earth over and over again.

It was already noon, and it was very dark outside because of the rain.

In the room, Wang Xu sat on the clay kang and smoked a cigarette, surrounded by Qiuxia, who had just recovered from a serious illness, and was lying on the window watching the rain.

In the living room, Xu Jiazhen was wearing an apron and cooking dumplings.

Originally, according to Xu Jiazhen's idea, she would not eat here when she cooked for Wang Xu.

But Wang Xu said that Qiuxia was recovering from a serious illness, and it was the time when she needed nutrition, and it would not be good if she couldn't eat enough.

On the one hand, it is her daughter's body, and on the other hand, her own persistence.

Xu Jiazhen was still unmoved at first, but when Qiuxia pulled the corner of her clothes, she asked vividly, Mom, are the dumplings delicious.

When she heard this, Xu Jiazhen couldn't hold on any longer.

Tianjin was a Japanese-occupied area, and the supply of materials to the troops was given priority, which caused the price of grain to skyrocket.

Ordinary people can't afford to eat rice and white flour, and only eat sorghum rice, or cornmeal nests.

Xu Jiazhen's conditions are not as good as those of ordinary families, and the cornmeal nest does not dare to let go of eating, and the white flour dumplings are even more unthinkable.

"Qiuxia, how old are you this year?" Wang Xu threw away the cigarette and asked Qiuxia.

Qiu Xia's high fever had just subsided, and the whole person was still listless, and replied in a low voice: "Six years old..."

"Six!" Wang Xu touched Qiuxia's head, looked at Xu Jiazhen, who was cooking outside, and said, "Fugui was arrested in 1937, right?" ”

"Yes, Qiu Xia was less than three years old at that time, and now he can't even remember what his father looks like." Xu Jiazhen is cooking dumplings, cabbage and pork filling, there is more meat and less vegetables, and there is a fragrance when you smell it.

Wang Xu nodded slightly, the story of Qiu Xia and Xu Jiazhen is just a microcosm of this era.

There are thousands of people like this across the country, and it makes people's hearts heavy when they think about it.

Wang Xu is not a second-year teenager, and he doesn't think that he can cross the Republic of China, but with the mission of saving the world, and he doesn't think he can save the world.

Therefore, all he can do is sigh and say something that others don't understand: "Soon, soon, there are still five years, just..."

Speaking of this, Wang Xu suddenly discovered that five years later, the Japanese surrendered, and Huaxia did not enter a happy society in an instant.

The tragic remains miserable, and the unfortunate remains unfortunate.

There is a literati named Lao She, who used his pen to criticize the old society and wrote many famous chapters. But after surviving the old society, he chose to commit suicide by throwing himself into a lake in the new era, which is even more ironic than the famous chapter he left behind.

Of course, this is only a microcosm, and in general, the new era is still progressive.

Is it useful to just say these things to Xu Jiazhen, it is only 1940 now, and she obviously can't survive the dawn of the day.

"Alas, it's all fate!" Wang Xu retracted his words, and his tone was full of sighs.

Xu Jiazhen didn't understand this, just swallowed his saliva, sandwiched a dumpling, and said with little confidence: "I haven't cooked dumplings for a long time, have you tasted them first." ”

Wang Xu didn't say a word, he took it directly with his hand, put it in his mouth and took a bite.

Well, the taste is not very good, the seasoning is only salty salt, and the oil is not much, and it is not as delicious as the quick-frozen dumplings.

Seeing Wang Xu frowning, Xu Jiazhen's face turned a little pale.

She is now a maid who cooks, and the twelve oceans she owes are all directed at cooking to pay off her debts, and if she doesn't make it delicious, what will happen to the money.

"Okay, good..." Seeing Xu Jiazhen's expression, Wang Xu said two good words in a row, because he knew that it was not Xu Jiazhen's fault.

Xu Jiazhen looked at him expectantly, just like a child who went to school and got a little red flower, with a sweet smile on his face.

Wang Xu was a little stunned, the dumplings were not very delicious, but this sister-in-law of the Xu family couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

"Hmph..."Seeing that Wang Xu's eyes were full of fire, Xu Jiazhen's smile disappeared, and he snorted coldly and went to serve the dumplings.

After a while, the beautiful woman went and returned, holding a few plates of dumplings, and said loudly: "Eat dumplings!" ”

"Eat slowly, eat slowly..."

At the dinner table, Wang Xu ate the most, but he ate the least.

The taste of dumplings is not very good in his eyes, but on Xu Jiazhen's mother and daughter, who have not known the taste of meat for three years and can't even eat enough, it is more satisfying than the delicacies of the mountains and seas.

Wang Xu looked at Qiu Xia, who was reincarnated like a demon, for fear that he would kill her directly.

Of course, Xu Jiazhen is not much better, although he chews slowly, the speed is not slow at all, and a plate of dumplings disappears in a blink of an eye.

"Qiuxia, are the dumplings delicious?"

"Delicious..."

"Braised pork is more delicious, we eat braised pork at night, do you say it's good?"

"Good..."

Dumplings with a little less flavor, if they are plain, they are combined together, but they have a warm ...... It's warm.