235 Mrs. Gan's selfishness
And in his house, he took care of the child for a few months, even if he couldn't appreciate it, the salary was not high, and he had to stay up late.
These women let him do the math for himself, and if he could do it!
Zhao Bei had two dark circles under his eyes, tired and holding his forehead, he really couldn't afford to get up and feed at night!
And he began to wonder why there were children in this world.
At this time, Adou's cry came out, Zhao Bei now has experience, and when he heard it, he knew that this kid was pulling poop, and he was humming uncomfortably.
Zhao Bei hurriedly extinguished the fire in the stove and walked to the house with the boiled chicken soup.
Mrs. Gan was already able to get out of bed and walk around, but according to the old rule, she could not leave the house if she did not sit for a month, and in the cold of early spring, she was inevitably infected with the wind cold, so she stayed in the house all the time.
When Zhao Bei came in, she had already changed Adou into a clean diaper, hugged him in her arms and coaxed him gently.
"Madame, you drink some soup first, and I will make you other food later according to the recipe." Zhao Bei handed over the chicken soup and said.
He is not as enthusiastic as he was at the beginning, but he is a little more skilled, so he naturally takes Adou over, and when Mrs. Gan finishes drinking the chicken soup, he puts down the child and takes the dirty diapers in the basin to wash.
Zhao Bei was used to the smell of, and he was unconscious.
Since Mrs. Gan was able to get out of bed, taking care of the children has become easier, but there are still too many tedious chores to make people headaches.
In order to hire a servant or a nurse, Zhao Yun has already gone out to work, as long as you are willing to work in Xujiazhuang, then there is no time when you don't need people, Zhao Yun follows Lu Meng to patrol in the village, or help escort the iron ore from the mine or something, you can get 15 points a day.
That's it, it's still for the sake of his superb force.
For others, workers who cannot pass the primary literacy class in Shonai will only receive a maximum of 10 centimeters a day.
Tortured by the empty money bag, Zhao Yun is now eager to enter the literacy class to learn the strange simplified Chinese characters and pinyin in Xujiazhuang.
It's a pity that since the last time they rejected the Xu family's fat sheep roll hot pot, the Xu family's attitude towards them is vigilant and friendly, it's okay to work, but it's not okay to go to the academy or the arsenal at present.
This gave Zhao Yun a little headache, but for now, it was better than no income.
Zhang Fei went to the city, planning to invite an old mother over cheaply.
It's just that he neglected one point, invited people over, and they had to open a room, prepare an extra set of bedding, and arrange for one more person to eat and drink.
Which of these things doesn't cost money?
Zhao Bei never thought that he would be so poor, no matter where he went in the past, there would always be local gentry to provide him with food and lodging.
generously prepared soldiers for him and supported him in his career.
It's like now that I'm at Xu's house, I get a job and get a pay, and if I want to get some extra money, I am stared at by Xu Da, and I'm embarrassed to start.
Zhao Bei has lived for more than 30 years, and for the first time he feels what it means to be really poor.
However, the Xu family's life-saving grace cannot be forgotten, they have taken them in for so long, and there is no shortage of food and drink, if they complain about the other party cutting off their financial routes, they are somewhat unknowable.
Zhao Bei's sorrow couldn't help but be revealed in her daily life, and Mrs. Gan gradually felt her husband's tiredness, she didn't know when he would leave, and she didn't know if Zhang Fei could invite a nurse.
But she knows that there is a shortage of female workers in the textile factory in Xujiazhuang.
Because Zhao Bei's boudoir is interested in teaching her women to read and write, and Mrs. Gan also knows a few words and can do simple arithmetic, she thinks that she may be able to apply for female workers.
So, she said what she thought.
Unexpectedly, it aroused strong opposition from Zhao Bei, and asked her a series of questions:
"If Madame goes to the textile factory, who will take care of Adou? I will go back in a few days, and Yide will also leave with me, Zilong is a man, and it is not convenient to take care of it. ”
"Besides, Mrs. hasn't been out of confinement yet, so it's better to recuperate your body first."
"As for the matter of money, I am here, and my income is meager, so I will find more to make a living, help people copy and write, and make straw sandals to sell, so that I will not ask my wife to go out and show her face and be made fun of."
Mrs. Gan's eyes were slightly condensed, why did she show up and be teased?
When she saw the women in Xujiazhuang, they were all full of confidence and happy, so why did they have to be laughed at?
Who's going to laugh?
Afraid of who laughs?
Mrs. Gan felt that she was not afraid of anyone, but when she thought that when she first arrived in Xujiazhuang, she also felt that those women were rough Meng Lang, and she suddenly fell silent.
Zhao Bei proposed to take Mrs. Gan and Adou into the city together, there is also a small courtyard over there, and there is a widow next door to make some money, so she should be willing to help take care of it.
When Mrs. Gan was just refused by Zhao Bei to go out to work and make money, Mrs. Gan didn't have much reaction, but at this moment, when she heard that Zhao Bei was going to take herself and her children into the city, Mrs. Gan suddenly sat up excitedly.
But that look was not ecstatic, but a look of rejection.
Zhao Bei looked strange, frowned and asked, "What, Madam doesn't want to?" ”
Mrs. Gan did not answer directly, but asked weakly: "Is the house in the city as bright, spacious and warm here?" ”
Zhao Bei was stunned for a moment, and then said: "There are also fire kangs, and now there are fire kang gangs everywhere in the north, and they are dedicated to making kangs for people, and Yuyang County is naturally also coiled." ”
Mrs. Gan counted this level as if she had passed the level, and continued to ask: "Is there peace here in the city?" If the old man is busy with official business and does not go home for a long time, a weak woman in the slave family is afraid that the thief will worry about it. ”
The most important thing is that Mrs. Gan didn't say it, she privately felt that the women here in Xujiazhuang could live happily, she was here, and she could often go out and walk around, and she didn't have to shrink into a dim room every day because of the small size of the place.
Also, although the women here are vulgar, they are wanton and happy, for example, there is a cleaning lady at the front desk of the hotel who comes to clean every day, she can talk to them, she is reluctant.
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Women are at home and can't go out all day long, and they don't feel like anything in the past, after all, women are like this.
But now, after feeling that little bit of freedom and happiness, I don't want to go back to live that boring and panicary life.
In the days after entering the city, Mrs. Gan could already feel the darkness and loneliness without thinking about it, and she resisted more and more.
Zhao Bei saw that she was in a hurry, and he was afraid that she had just given birth and hurt her body by having too many mood swings, so he comforted:
"Madame, don't worry, if Madame still wants to live in the Xu family, then live in the Xu family."
Thinking about the situation in the city carefully, Zhao Bei himself was not at ease about placing his wife and children in that environment.
But he does have official business to do, and he will take a leave of absence for half a month at most, and he will have to go back as soon as the time comes.
At that time, only Mrs. Gan was left alone, obviously unable to take good care of Zhao Adou, this person still had to be invited.