At night.

Rong Rong finished delivering dinner and returned home.

The child in the mother-in-law's arms was already asleep.

"We were waiting for you to have dinner, and he was asleep, so we let him eat first, and then he fell asleep." Xiao Dongxiang carried the child into the house and came out again.

The family began to eat dinner.

Rong Rong doesn't like to talk much, so the dinner table is often quiet.

After eating, Xiao Dongxiang took a mouthful: "Summer is also here, I'll take you to the county seat to buy a few new clothes after a while, just go and see how Yong'er is doing there." ”

"I don't need to buy clothes, I have enough clothes to wear, go see him." After Rong Rong finished speaking, she went back to her room.

Yong'er is her husband, who now works in a blind massage shop in the county and comes back once or twice a month.

She went back to the room, looked at the sleeping child, took the older child to wash, the eldest child was making noise on the bed after washing and refused to sleep, she coaxed for a long time, before she would be sleepy, and the little one cried again.

She went to coax the small one again, and the little one stopped crying, and the big one made a fuss to pee.

She took her two children to pee again, and it took a long time to lull the two demon kings of the mixed world to sleep.

After the child fell asleep, it seemed that she finally had time for herself.

I went to the bathroom, wiped my body with a handkerchief dipped in water, and changed into cool short-sleeved shorts.

She slept with her two children, and her husband felt that one bed was crowded, so he put together a bamboo bed next to it, which is equivalent to two beds together.

The child slept on the wooden shelf bed inside, and she slept on the bamboo bed outside.

The ceiling fan overhead was a little old, rusty, and creaky when it turned.

I turned off the light and lay down, and the old wooden glass window just allowed me to see the moon outside.

The moonlight poured in, and it was not as bright as the faint light in the room.

She couldn't sleep in the light, so she simply turned her head to the other side, and saw the bottle of ointment she was casually resting on the bedside.

She remembered what her mother-in-law said that she was going to see her husband after a while.

The last time I went to see him was the first month of his first visit to that massage parlor.

Mother-in-law took her there.

When she went to the store, the boss looked her up and down, and said in a mocking tone: "Yong Zinai, you are so blessed to marry such a beautiful wife." ”

In this way, it may be a compliment to others, but to her, it is a mockery.

She lowered her head at the time, very angry, knowing that the other party was deliberately amusing her and her husband.

Her husband was like a fool, he didn't seem to be able to hear the meaning of other people's words, and he smiled happily on his face, and responded: "Yes, it is indeed my blessing to be able to marry such a beautiful wife." ”

The beauty in his words is sincere.

But when she got married, the matchmaker clearly said that she had burns all over her body, and besides, he was a blind man, who knew if she was beautiful or not.

Marriage is a choice that cannot be changed, can only be passively accepted.

He's just the best of her choice.

It's not about love.

But at that moment, when she heard what he said, she was really moved.

Maybe because of love, he cares about his face in front of outsiders.

She never visited the massage parlor where he worked again.

My mother-in-law mentioned it a few times, but she always refused.

She looked at the vague outline of the bottle in the dim light, and a voice came out of her heart.

Give it a try, it's useless if it doesn't work, and the disappointment isn't once or twice anyway.

She got up, took off the cork of the ointment, and smelled a faint fragrance of Chinese herbs, a very calm aroma.

Then, slowly wiped it on the hands, arms, neck, and face......

The place where the ointment was applied, the wind was blown by the ceiling fan, and there was a cool feeling.

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It's another sunny day.

Xu Zijun drank porridge, chewed dried chili peppers, and mentioned to his parents that he was going out to work for the summer vacation.

Xu Fuqiang followed him.

Ms. Wang didn't agree, "There is a shortage of people in this house, what kind of summer vacation work do you still go out to, you can't finish picking watermelons at home, you will work at home for summer vacation, I will be the master, you pick ten watermelons, and give you one dollar." ”

Wang Yanmei finished speaking very seriously, and even gestured with a finger to indicate the dollar.

Xu Qingzhi just drank a sip of porridge and almost didn't squirt out.

Black-hearted, capitalists don't have a mother to squeeze.

Xu Zijun said: "Mom, I want to go out and exercise myself." ”

"Isn't it the same to exercise at home?" Wang Yanmei's eyes widened, "Maybe it's easier to make money outside?" You also have to look at other people's faces, you work at home, your parents have to pay you a penny, and they won't ask you to look at your face. ”

Xu Zijun can't resist his mother, after all, the world is big, and his mother is the biggest in the family.

"Okay."

Wang Yanmei took a sip of porridge, "Since you agreed, after breakfast, you will go to the watermelon field to pick watermelons, your fat uncle and they have already gone to the field." ”

"Got it."

The Xu family is like this, when they were studying, they read the most, and after they finished the exam, they couldn't work in the field.

As for the degree of conscience of the remuneration, Xu Qingzhi suddenly remembered that when she was a child, her mother let herself wash the dishes, and the bowl was two cents at a time.

I had to save up five cents before I gave it out.

She didn't insist on washing it a few times, after all, she could have a few cents to pick up iron on the road at a time, and it was not cost-effective to wash dishes.

In such a comparison, ten watermelons for one dollar, her mother has a little conscience towards her brother.

Xu Zijun changed into a pair of tattered shoes, and went to the ground with gloves.

As a result, the unlucky child did not work carefully, broke a watermelon, and was criticized by Ms. Wang.

Xu Qingzhi remembered that when she had breakfast, her mother's sentence: If you work at home, your parents will not miss a penny from you, and they will not ask you to look at your face.

It seems like...... That's not the case.

Xu Qingzhi stepped forward to relieve the siege, simply moved a few more watermelons, cut them with a fruit knife, and distributed them to everyone to eat, and rested.

Xu Zijun has been doing this job for half a month, and the results of the college entrance examination have finally come out.

When Xu Zijun took his mobile phone to check the score, the whole family gathered around him.

His hands trembled slightly and he took a deep breath.

All eyes of the family were on him.

Wang Yanmei saw that his face was getting more and more solemn, thinking that the child had failed the exam, so she comforted: "It doesn't matter if the exam is bad, don't be pressured." ”

Xu Zijun's face was heavy, and he handed his phone to his mother, "Look at it." ”

Wang Yanmei sighed in her heart, took the phone, saw the score on it, and read it out: "673 points." ”

She didn't know whether the score was high or low, and asked, "How many books can I get on?" One or two? ”

Xu Zijun sighed: "Let's re-entrust the book, anyway, the school I want to be admitted to will definitely be able to go." ”

He wants to go to Kyoto Agricultural University, and it will definitely be no problem to choose crop science with this score.

"It's okay, it's good to be admitted." Wang Yanmei thought that she didn't do well in the exam when she heard his tone, so she comforted the child along the way, and when she reacted, her usual loud voice suddenly changed: "What? Got a heavy book? ”

Xu Qingzhi smiled and said: "The total score is 750, and my younger brother took the test 673, which is higher than I did back then." ”

Xu Fuqiang on the side was also very excited, and as if he was clenching his fists forward, he held back a sentence for a long time: "Zijun, you are too competitive!" Dad is really proud of you. ”

Although the people in the village have moved away, most of the people who come to the Xu family to help are still from the original village.

I also know that Xu Zijun took the college entrance examination this year, and the results of the college entrance examination came out today.

Without anyone else asking, Wang Yanmei has spread everywhere, saying that Zijun was admitted to Chongben University.

When Xu Zijun went to pick watermelons, those people gave him a thumbs up one by one.

"Zijun, you are really this, good, you are one of the few people in our village who are born again."

"This year, there are a few universities in our village, and you are the best to take the exam."

There are also a lot of people who are touted in front of her mother.

"How do you raise your children, one by one they are raised so well, you look at how much more water you know, you used to be a star, and now you go home to grow vegetables and do it well, your son is still so good at reading, and he was admitted to the heavy book."

Wang Yanmei waved her hand, her face was full of pride for the two children, and said with a smile: "Reading is still dependent on the two children's self-consciousness, and it has nothing to do with me." (End of chapter)