Qin Huairu was angry that Mrs. Jia and Zhang suspected her, so she went to tinker with the sewing machine with a face and did not want to talk to her mother-in-law.
Mrs. Jia Zhang knew she was in the wrong, but she didn't take it seriously. She was an elder and could not apologize to her daughter-in-law. She snorted coldly and went to cook.
It's said to be cooking, but it actually means starting a fire, boiling water, and then adding corn stubble to make porridge. The steamed buns have been prepared a long time ago, so just heat them up.
It's quite simple.
After a while, all three children came back together.
There was no overnight feud between the children. Banggeng was chatting and laughing with his two younger sisters, and the previous conflicts had long been forgotten.
"Mom, I want some bean curd candy!" Little Sophora japonica was still thinking about her delicious food, so she ran to Qin Huairu and shouted as soon as she came in.
"Go, go, don't you see mom is busy?" Qin Huairu said impatiently, "I can't forget your bean curd. I will buy it for you when I get home from work tomorrow! Don't worry!"
"Ah? There's still tomorrow?" Little Sophora japonica looked disappointed, "Mom, Sophora japonica has no nutrition today, and tomorrow will be too late."
Even though Qin Huairu was in a bad mood, she was amused by this little cutie. He couldn't help pinching her face and kissing her on the face. She said dotingly: "Mom, if you kiss you, you will be nourished today."
, Good Sophora japonica, if Mom promises you to buy it tomorrow, I will definitely buy it for you."
"Okay then." Little Sophora Flower reluctantly agreed, but she still pouted and was unhappy.
"Mom, is this our new quilt?" Xiaodang is a little girl who is very interested in fabrics and other things. As soon as she comes back, she touches it here and pinches it. Everything is new. "Mom, this fabric feels so good."
It’s so comfortable, soft and soft.”
"You are quite knowledgeable." Qin Huairu felt better, and a smile couldn't help but appear on her face, "Our family can't afford such good fabrics, and it will take a while for food to be ready. Come, help mom cut the fabrics."
"Okay!" Xiao Dang came jumping up and down, "Mom, who are you making this for? Is it the uncle who just moved here?"
On the other side, Banggan was lifting the lid of the pot and looking through the cupboards, complaining about eating corn stubble porridge and steamed buns. Mrs. Jia Zhang comforted him with a smile: "Wait for your stupid uncle to come back later and see if he comes back with his lunch box."
Just as Bangge was about to speak, he heard Xiaodang asking his mother, and immediately raised his ears and looked over.
Qin Huairu didn't notice Banggeng's reaction and said with a smile: "Yes, that's him. When you meet people in the future, you will call him Uncle Yuan Chao, so be polite."
Just as Xiaodang was about to reply, Banggeng suddenly rushed over like a madman, snatched the cloth from Qin Huairu's hand and threw it to the ground. He turned around and kicked the stool over, shaking the cotton cover all over the floor.
"I don't allow you to sew a quilt for him!" Banggeng yelled, glaring like a calf, "He bullied me, Mom, you are not allowed to sew it for him!"
Bangge's behavior was so sudden that no one reacted. Everyone in the family was shocked, and his two sisters were even more frightened.
Qin Huairu was the first to react, and her anger suddenly rose, and her face instantly turned livid.
Without saying a word, she raised the wooden ruler used to measure the cloth and slapped Banggeng's butt several times.
Banggeng screamed in pain and burst into tears all of a sudden.
"Why are you beating your child?" Mrs. Jia Zhang finally realized what she was doing and pulled the stick behind her. "You can't just hit your child when you have something to say!"
"Mom, get out of the way!" Qin Huairu raised her eyebrows, "I have to beat this little bear to death today! I'll pay you back if you go against the will, I won't pay for the house and tiles for three days! If it weren't for you, that fifty cents would have been used by the third aunt
Earn money? You almost missed the $1.50 offer! The little kid is greedy enough and doesn’t know who he learned it from. Now he’s yelling at your mother to do it! You’re not allowed to do it? Who do you think you are? Do you want to do it to your mother?
The owner? It’s not your turn to take charge of this house now!”
"Hey, hey, hey! Don't use the child to tell me!" Ms. Jia Zhang was not happy, "If the child feels wronged, just let him express it..."
"Mom, can you stop stopping me from disciplining my child?" Qin Huairu stomped her foot angrily, "Every time you protect him, look at how spoiled I am by you! I don't know how serious it is! This cloth
If we are destroyed by him, can our family afford to pay compensation?"
"It's so easy to be ruined..." Mrs. Jia Zhang muttered, turning back to the sobbing Banggian: "You too, what's the matter that you can't talk to your mother about? You see, your mother is angry, so is your mother.
For your own good..."
Qin Huairu rolled his eyes, exhaled a long breath, and said with a slightly calmer expression: "Su Yuanchao said, these cloths will be used to make two sets of bedding for him, and I will make him two sets of autumn clothes and long trousers, and the remaining
Give it all to us!"
Jia Zhang's eyes suddenly widened and both eyes shone brightly.
"You said I'll give you all the rest?" Her voice changed, revealing excitement, "Oh my god, have you measured how much this big roll of cloth is?"
"I just measured it, it's twenty-two meters in total!" Qin Huairu said angrily, "I did the math. After making two sets of bedding and two sets of autumn clothes, there are still more than four meters of cloth left, plus some rags.
, I’m still a little rich even if I make clothes for each of the three children! I sacrificed my face to play tricks with a young man for the sake of this family, and when I come back, you still accuse me of being shameless. Who can I talk to about my grievances?
?”
"Oh, this... Mom doesn't understand the situation?" Mrs. Jia Zhang smiled happily, quickly calculated with her fingers, took Qin Huairu's arm and said hurriedly: "Huairu, save this cloth.
, at least it can be evened out by one meter!"
"Don't cut corners, Mom!" Qin Huairu frowned and said, "We have been getting along with people for a long time. We can't deal with people too much the first time. If we make people disgusted, we won't do it again! Let me tell you, this college student just
One month's salary in the factory is 49 yuan and 50 cents, and after one year you get more than 60 yuan when you become a full-time employee. They are not short of money, as you can see, and they are generous. In the future, if there is any leakage between their fingers, they can help us.
Stay home."
"I'll listen to you, I'll listen to you!" Jia Zhang said immediately, "You're smarter than me. You can make the decision on this matter. You're right!"
After a pause, he rubbed Banggeng's head happily and said: "Banggeng, the cloth you threw on the ground is our family's cloth, your new clothes for the New Year! Silly boy, how could you throw your new clothes on the ground? I'm dumbfounded.
Right? Haha..."
Banggeng looked at his grandma and then his mother. Knowing that he had lost his biggest supporter, he immediately became calm and did not dare to speak anymore.
Jia Zhang thought for a moment and then said: "Huairu, that's what I think. The remaining cloth will be used to make two sets of clothes for Banggan, one for spring and autumn, and one for winter.
Sophora japonica is still young, wait two years..."
"Mom, I can't listen to you on this matter!" Qin Huairu interrupted her, "Xiao Dang and Huaihua have been picking up leftovers and wearing them since they were born. They have never worn new materials since they were mended.
.We didn’t have the conditions in the past, but now that we have this opportunity, you can’t just think about your grandson!”
"Grandma, I want to wear new clothes!" Xiao Dang heard what the adults were saying and immediately shouted anxiously.
"I want it too! I want it too!" Little Sophora Flower doesn't understand yet, but her sister wants it.
Jia Zhang smiled coquettishly and said: "Isn't it enough for ordinary people to raise daughters with food and clothing? They are all raised by other people's families. Do you think whose daughter is not like this? Our family is like this, so don't be so delicate.
...Besides, it would be a pity to make such good fabrics for them."
"You, even if I ask Potian today, I will make a set of clothes for each of the three children!" Qin Huairu said angrily, "You are not so partial. Xiaodang and Huaihua are not your biological grandchildren, are you?
You should also love them more!"
"It hurts, why don't I feel pain?" Mrs. Jia Zhang touched Xiaodang's head, then looked at Xiaohuaihua who blinked and looked up at her. Her heart softened immediately and she sighed: "Okay, okay, do it!
Whose family hasn’t had a good year yet?”
"Hey, that's pretty much it!" Qin Huairu smiled happily, "If I still have rich cloth, I'll make a small one for you."
"I don't want it!" Ms. Jia Zhang waved her hands hurriedly, "I'm already half buried in the ground. It's a waste to give me clothes. If you want to be rich, you can make my grandson a pair of trousers and sew on a pair of socks."
"Just spoil him!" Qin Huairu glared at the stick, pointed at him and said: "It was your grandma who saved you again today, otherwise I would have to spread your ass open! But I can tell you, you
If you continue to behave like this, even if your grandma protects you next time, you won’t be able to do it! I have to give you a good beating! If you don’t believe me, just give it a try!”
"Tell your mother, you won't dare to do it next time!" Mrs. Jia Zhang hurriedly poked the stick twice.
"Mom, I won't dare to do it next time..." Banggeng muttered.
Qin Huairu then gave up and took Xiaodang to pick up the cotton cover on the ground, dusted off the dust, and continued cutting cloth.
The little Sophora japonica looked interesting and came close to make trouble.
Seeing that the three people on the other side were not paying attention, Mrs. Jia Zhang secretly gave Banggeng two cents and said in a low voice: "Don't let your mother and your two sisters know about it. Use it to buy delicious food! Don't be afraid, dear grandson.
Grandma is here, your mother doesn’t dare to do anything to you..."
BangGeng happily put away the money.
the other side.
Su Yi was very efficient and quickly arranged everything in the house neatly.
There is a bedroom and study room inside, and a living room, dining room and kitchen outside.
Thirty-six legs are still a bit crude. Su Yi thought that he still lacked a bookcase, two bedside tables, a coffee table and a sofa...
There was also a saying in this era called "three turns and one ring". The three turns were bicycles, sewing machines and watches, and the first beep was the radio.
These items are considered necessities, and Su Yi plans to prepare them all.
"Inspecting" his new home, Su Yi felt as if he was playing a business strategy game. He was looking forward to making this simple home more and more beautiful step by step.
Considering that he would have to live in this world for a long time, Su Yi felt that he could not completely mess up and waste his time.
Although it cannot cultivate the body, it can arm the mind.
Su Yi decided to spend more than ten years or even decades studying.
He secretly arranged a study plan for himself, starting with philosophy, and gradually dabbling in Chinese studies, Buddhist and Taoist classics, medicine, and then science and chemical engineering to recharge his batteries.
Soon this country will usher in a special decade. Su Yi has no intention of changing anything, but he also does not want to be affected by the current situation or even be harmed.
"Take root at the bottom" is a good strategy. With Su Yuanchao's background and status, he is considered to be well-established and has nothing to worry about. Therefore, as long as he adheres to the word "low-key", he can safely survive this turbulent era.
.
But you have to buy books early. Things will change in China in three months, and the only books you can buy will probably be red books.
Before it was too late, Su Yi decided to buy all the books he would read in the next ten years in these three months.
This requires a lot of money, and Su Yi only has about forty yuan left on him now, and he also has to buy firewood and grain, which is obviously not enough.
But money is not a big deal, the key is books and a place to put them.
"Collecting books" is also a big trouble for Su Yi. If he doesn't do it well, he will be taken advantage of by villains and cause trouble.
Su Yi was afraid of trouble, so he came up with the idea of setting up a secret library at home.
In such a big place, if you want to keep it secret, you have to go underground.
Su Yi looked under his bed thoughtfully, thinking that he should read books on civil engineering and carpentry first...
Within three months, build yourself a secret underground library that needs to be opened by a mechanism. It can also be regarded as a safe at home.
Su Yi has always been an action person, and he does what he says. Seeing that it was not too late, he immediately went out and went straight to the largest bookstore in the capital.
On this trip, in addition to buying books, he also planned to come back after eating.
The door was unlocked, not because Su Yi forgot or didn't care about his neighbor, but because he didn't buy a lock.
This time I go out and solve this matter.
Regardless of whether other families have the habit of locking their doors, Su Yi is used to locking the door when no one is home.
Banggan, this kid is known as the Saint of Thieves, and it’s no joke. Su Yi doesn’t want his own things to be patronized by this kid.
Soon after Su Yili left, smoke rose from every house in the courtyard.
The working day is coming to an end, and the women at home start cooking to welcome the return of their husbands and children.
Looking at the entire capital at this time, the streets are full of people returning home from get off work.
Most of them are on foot, but there are also quite a few people riding bicycles.
In the first few years, in order to withdraw currency and curb inflation, the country introduced a policy of high-priced goods. Bicycles that originally cost 120 or 30 yuan were sold for 600 yuan each. According to the per capita income of the capital at that time, this was equivalent to a bicycle today.
Ordinary people spend five years' savings to buy a bicycle.
Ridiculously expensive.
But even this cannot stop the enthusiasm of Beijing citizens to buy bicycles. Especially after the country adjusted its high-price policy last year, the price of bicycles dropped significantly to an average price of about 160 yuan. People in Beijing ushered in "retaliatory consumption".
At that time, there were bicycles everywhere in Beijing.
On average, one in ten households owns a bicycle.
To the great surprise of the residents in the courtyard, the first and so far only bicycle in the courtyard was actually bought by Yan Fugui, the third most searched-for man in the courtyard, "Yan Lao Xi'er"!
When the third uncle pushed his new bicycle into the yard, his eyes were really shocked.