"Uncle Song, is there any news about Xiaoping's work?"

After eating, Song's mother and Song Yunping grabbed the work of cleaning up the mess, and Wang Chong followed Song's father to make a pot of tea and sat by the stove and chatted.

Father Song sighed when he heard this, shook his head and said, "Hey! I went to the medicinal herb station to ask, and at the health center, Xiaoping's mother didn't run less, and she didn't have a suitable position. ”

Speaking of which, it is still because of the composition of the Song family, otherwise, with Song Yunping's high school diploma, although the work is a little difficult, it can still be arranged.

"Now that a lot of educated youths who have gone to the countryside have returned to the city, there are so many jobs to work for, it's really hard to find!" Wang Chongdao.

Father Song looked at Wang Chong, his eyes flickered, and after a moment of confusion, he asked, "Xiao Wang, do you really want to marry Xiaoping?" ”

Wang Chongdao: "Uncle Song, we've known each other for several years, do you think I'm the kind of person who jokes about this kind of thing?" ”

Father Song still had concerns in his heart, and asked in a tangled manner, "You really don't plan to go back to the city?" ”

Wang Chongdao: "I am the only seedling left in my family, it is the same whether I go back or not, besides, I have been here for so many years, I am used to it, I really want to go back, and I may not be used to living." ”

Looking at Wang Chong's calm gaze, Father Song also had a bottom in his heart.

After sitting and chatting for a while, Song's father led his wife and daughter back to his house.

As the night deepened, the village, which had been a little noisy, gradually quieted down, the bright moon hung high in the sky, and the bright and soft moonlight was like silky wisps, enveloping the entire village of the mountainside brigade.

Under the moonlight, Wang Chong's house at the end of the village, on the wooden bed in the West House, Wang Chong sat cross-legged with his upper body bare, pinched his hands, placed on his knees, five hearts to the sky, closed his eyes and meditated, his flat lower abdomen was slightly raised, and his whole body was red, like a boiled prawn, and there was a curling white mist rising above his head.

On the red skin, there are convex meridian blood vessels like earthworms, and the muscles and flesh are knotted, not like the water chestnut drilled in the gym, but it is very well-proportioned, revealing a full sense of strength.

Today, even though the nameless Qi practice method that he learned from his child brother has been practiced by Wang Chong to the seventh level of supernatural ability, and he can perform exercises while walking, sitting and lying down, as long as there is nothing to do, meditating and practicing Qi every night has become Wang Chong's habit.

As the practice of Qi Kung Fu became more profound, the more Wang Chongcai felt the benefits of meditation, in addition to accumulating true qi, it can also nourish the spirit, which is also the reason why Wang Chong insists on meditating every day.

Moreover, in the state of meditation, the accumulation rate of true qi in the body is much faster than the spontaneous operation of true qi in normal times.

Over time, dripping water pierces stones, accumulates sand into mountains, and gathers rivers into seas.

Early the next morning, before dawn, the rooster took the lead in reporting the dawn, and Wang Chong also opened his eyes, it was pitch black outside, and the bright moon did not know where to hide.

Wang Chong practiced his fists and feet in the house and moved his muscles and bones.

Not long after, there was movement from the old Song family in front of him, and after a while, smoke rose from the chimney.

As the morning dawned and the sky became brighter, Song Yunping, who was wearing an old cotton jacket, came to the door of Wang Chong's house.

"Brother Wang Chong, are you up?" The courtyard door and the door of Wang Chong's house were closed, but Song Yunping knew that Wang Chong was sure of this, and this time he was moving his muscles in the house, but out of politeness, he still didn't enter the door by himself, but stood outside the fence and shouted.

"Up! What's the matter? ”

"Breakfast is ready at home, and my dad asked me to call you to eat at home."

The king replied: "Okay, I'll wash my face and come!" ”

Wang Chong didn't talk to Song Yunping politely, simply wiped his face, put on his coat, and went out to Song Yunping's house.

The rural breakfast is not so particular, but for the New Year, the Song family still steamed dry rice and made a radish stew.

Although the composition of the Song family is not good, thanks to the identity of Song's father, he often goes to the mountain to collect medicine and sell it to the medicinal material station, and Song Yunping and Song's mother earn work in the brigade, so the Song family's family background is not bad, and it is even good in the village, after all, the people in the village have a headache and brain fever or something, and before Wang Chong came, he was still looking for Song's father.

Although there is Wang Chong now, there are fewer people who come to see Song's father, but the medicinal materials sent by Song's father have always been accepted at the medicinal material station, and Wang Chong basically does not go to the areas where Song's father often goes to collect medicine, but goes deeper into the inaccessible mountains and old forests, and even often leads Song's father to those areas where Song's father rarely set foot alone in the past.

"Uncle Song, you've made a lot of money!" Smelling the rich aroma of meat, Wang Chong smiled and joked with Lao Song.

Lao Song also showed a rare smile on his face: "It's not comparable to you." ”

Last night's Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, just before liberation, when he was treating those large landlords, Father Song had only seen it in people's homes, ordinary people's homes, which families were not so luxurious.

Wang Zhong smiled and said: "This meat is really fragrant, and Aunt Song's craftsmanship is getting better and better." ”

Mother Song also walked out of the kitchen, still holding a pot of rice in her hand, and said with a smile: "It's not that you teach well." ”

Song Mu's method of stewed meat was pointed out by Wang Chong when he first came to the Shanbei Brigade in his second year.

"Xiao Wang, two cups?" Lao Song took out a jar from the house that looked quite old on the outside.

"Medicinal wine?" Wang Zhong asked.

Lao Song said: "The year before last, I used authentic sorghum wine. ”

"Then I'll accompany Uncle Song for two cups?" Wang Chong's eyes lit up when he heard this, he rubbed his hands, and his two eyes stared at the wine jar in Lao Song's hand without moving for a moment.

Song Yunping, who was next to her, also helped the two of them get the cup with a smile, and when she put the cup in front of the two, she didn't forget to instruct: "In the morning, you can't drink too much!" ”

"I know what I know." As he spoke, Father Song opened the jar and poured the wine full.

Wang Zhong sniffed lightly with the wine glass, then looked at Lao Song with a smile and said, "Uncle Song, you are not small in this Tianlong!" ”

Lao Song immediately gave Wang Zhong a thumbs up and said, "Amazing, you can smell this!" ”

"Carving insect skills! Insect carving skills! Wang Chong held the cup with both hands: "Come, Uncle Song, let's take a sip first." ”

Lao Song was not polite, picked up the wine glass and drank with Wang Chong.

If it is other wine, Wang Chongtie will definitely not drink it with Lao Song, but the specially concocted medicinal wine is different, Lao Song's body has not completely healed, it is a bit weak, and now it is the cold winter wax moon, the weather is cold, drink two cups, warm up and replenish qi, it is only good for Lao Song, there is no harm.

After a while, two glasses of wine entered the stomach, and before Father Song could find it again, the medicinal wine on the table had been put away by Song Yunping.

After breakfast, Song's father recuperated at home, and Wang Chong followed Song Yunping and the two out for a walk to eat.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, the dolls in the village are spreading joy all over the mountains, and the men and women are also gathered somewhere, chatting over the fire, talking about the harvest of the year, and the head of the family and the Li family are gossiping.

The two of them went up the winding mountain road behind the village to the top of the mountain, standing on the platform at the top of the mountain, looking out at the village below the mountain and the mountains in the distance.

Looking at Wang Chong next to him, Song Yunping suddenly asked, "Brother Wang Chong, is it true that you said you wanted to marry me last time?" ”

"Of course it's true!" Wang Zhong replied.

"You really don't plan to go back to the city?" Song Yunping asked again.

"It depends on whether you agree to marry me or not." Wang Chongdao: "If you agree, then your parents will be my parents in the future, after Xiaohui graduates from university in the future, he may not be able to assign it back, Uncle Song and Aunt Song are not young, there must be someone around to take care of them, and I will be with you in the future, and I will honor them as my own parents and give them a pension." ”

Song Yunping was a little moved by what Wang Zhong said, as the eldest daughter in the family, Song Yunping was already precocious, not to mention that she is now in her early twenties, although she still has dreams in her heart, but she is no longer the ignorant girl who can abandon everything for her dreams.

"But what if I don't agree!" Song Yunping still looked at Wang Chong.

Wang Zhong chuckled and said, "If you don't agree, you won't agree, I will still stay in Hongwei Town, but in the future, the two of us will have to have a part." ”

Listening to Wang Chong's realistic words, Song Yunping didn't feel that there was anything wrong, but turned her head to look into the distance, and said lightly: "Xiaohui wrote back, saying that the above policies have changed again, and next summer, I still have the opportunity to take the university entrance examination." ”

As he spoke, he changed his voice and asked again, "What if I still want to go to university?" ”

Wang Chong did not answer Song Yunping's question directly, but turned to look at Song Yunping and asked, "Fish, I want it, bear paw, I want it!" You can't have both, give up the fish and take the bear's paw! ”

"Is going to college a bear paw for you, or is it a bear paw for your elderly parents?"

"I ······" Song Yunping was stunned by Wang Chong's question, and for a while, she didn't know how to answer.

Wang Zhong said frankly: "What I want is a daughter-in-law who accompanies me, not a woman in the new era who goes out to pursue her dreams after getting married and throws all the burden of the family to me." ”

"In a few days, I will go to Secretary Yang to propose marriage, and you will slowly consider it in the past few days, whether to stay and marry me, or to review at home and take the college entrance examination again, it's up to you."

With that, Wang Chong turned around and left, leaving only Song Yunping, standing alone in the wind.

The north wind was howling, and Song Yunping's heart lake was also blown with countless ripples.

On the evening of the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, Wang Chong came to Secretary Yang's house with a few packets of herbs.

"Doctor Wang, who are you?" Secretary Yang looked at the packets of herbs that Wang Zhong put on the table and asked puzzledly.

"This is medicine for the old man, a pair for seven days, and it should be almost the same if you take it for another month, but after all, the old man is a lot older, and his body bones are not as good as those of young people, this disease can only be reduced, and there is no cure for it, and there is still a possibility of recurrence in the future."

"It's good to be able to lighten it! It's already good! "My family knows about my own family affairs, my father-in-law's problems, Secretary Yang also knows in his heart, and the county hospital has been to the county hospital several times, but the high treatment fee is not something that Secretary Yang's family can afford, and as Wang Zhong said, the hospital does not dare to guarantee that his father-in-law can be completely cured.

"There's another thing, I have to trouble Secretary Yang, you can help me run again." Wang Chong didn't hide it, and after finishing the business, he went straight to the point.

Secretary Yang immediately showed a meaningful smile on his face, looked at Wang Chong and said, "It's your business with Xiaoping!" ”

"It's worthy of Secretary Yang, I can't hide anything from you."

"Xiaoping agreed?" Secretary Yang asked curiously.

Wang Zhong shook his head and said, "Not yet!" ”

"Aren't you afraid of rejection?" Although Wang Chong is also very optimistic about Wang Chong and Song Yunping, but before the matter is done, she doesn't dare to pat her chest to give Wang Chong a guarantee, after all, Song Yunping's girl was also watched by Secretary Yang Grow up, that stubborn, like a cow, if Song Yunping decided to do something, even if the king of heaven and Lao Tzu came, she couldn't change her mind.

"I'm afraid of what's the use, the achievement is successful, and if it doesn't work, it won't be successful, and we can't force it."

Looking at Wang Chong with a calm face, Secretary Yang immediately said: "Okay, you said so, then I'll help you run again." ”

"Is the time set?" Secretary Yang asked again.

Wang Zhong said: "It's noon tomorrow, I've bought all the things, I'll come to you tomorrow first, and then we'll go over together." ”

"Okay! Listen to you! ”

After deciding to go to the door tomorrow to propose marriage, Secretary Yang pulled Wang Chong to eat at home, but Wang Chong couldn't help it, so he had to eat at Secretary Yang's house.

At noon the next day, Wang Zhong carried twenty catties of rice, two pieces of meat, two salted fish, and a bag of brown sugar, and first found Secretary Yang, and then went to Song's house.

Secretary Yang didn't beat around the bush, and when he entered the door, he directly explained his intention to the old Song and his wife.

"Old Song, it's not me boasting, Wang Chong, this kid has been in our brigade for some years, people live behind your house, and you also know the character and virtue in your heart, I won't say more, your Xiaoping is not young, sooner or later she will marry someone, rather than let Xiaoping marry outside, it is better to marry Wang Chong."

"Now Xiaohui is going to college outside, and after graduation, he has been assigned a job, and he may not be assigned to where he will be assigned, you and your sister-in-law are not young, and you should also consider thinking about the future pension."

Yesterday when I was having dinner at Secretary Yang's house, Secretary Yang was angry with Wang Chong in advance, although these words were reminded by Wang Chong, but most of them were Secretary Yang's own meaning.

"Secretary Yang, of course the two of us are satisfied, but Xiaoping has to agree to this matter." Song's father didn't speak, and it was Song's mother who answered.

"Xiaoping!" Secretary Yang naturally knew that the final decision on this matter was on Song Yunping, and the reason why Secretary Yang said these words to Song's father and Song mother was naturally to stimulate Song Yunping.

"Xiaoping!" Secretary Yang grabbed Song Yunping's hand and said kindly: "You and Xiaohui both grew up with me, I know, you are all good children, especially you, smart, sensible, able to endure hardships, willing to work, if it weren't for the problem of ingredients, you would have gone to college with Xiaohui last year." ”

"But things in this world are like this, there is always no way to be perfect, and there are some things that should be given up or given up."

(End of chapter)