Looking at the crying Xu Jiazhen, Wang Xu felt as guilty as Huang Shiren, who forcibly bought Xi'er.
Of course, he didn't really want to force Xu Jiazhen to sell the house. His tone slowly softened and he said, "Stop crying. I'm not in a hurry for you to pay back the money. Are you satisfied now?"
If you were someone who likes to take advantage, you would be ecstatic to hear that you don’t have to pay back the money in a hurry.
Xu Jiazhen didn't. Although her tears couldn't stop flowing, the stubbornness in her eyes did not diminish at all. She said firmly: "I don't need your pity. Even if I borrow money from loan sharks, 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 wealthy home.
Xu Jiazhen is so stubborn that it makes people feel heartbroken, and so strong that it makes people speechless.
Wang Xu immediately understood that what he just said had deeply hurt this stubborn woman and her fragile self-esteem.
For a moment, Wang Xu felt regretful and wished he could slap himself.
You clearly know who Xu Jiazhen is, but you have no problem provoking her to do anything. Isn't this riding a tiger with difficulty?
More than a dozen yuan, which was a drop in the bucket for him, was worth more than a mountain for Xu Jiazhen. Could it be that he really wanted her to borrow money from loan sharks?
Thinking of loan sharking, a certain treasure automatically appeared in Wang Xu's mind.
Modern people have legal constraints, and under the temptation of a certain treasure, they also come to borrow money from the past.
He really couldn't imagine what terrible things would happen if a beautiful woman like Xu Jiazhen went to borrow money from a loan shark.
"I've been drunk, I've been drunk!"
Wang Xuk had no intention of forcing her into prostitution. He muttered a few words in his mind and hurriedly said: "There is no need for loan sharking. You might as well accumulate some virtue for me. In this way, since you want to pay back the money, I can't say anything. Now
, I’m the only one at home, you cook for me and do the laundry every day, and I’ll give you three yuan a month for free... no, a big ocean, what do you think?”
Wang Xu originally wanted to say that he would be free of three yuan a month, but as he spoke, he realized that Xu Jiazhen could not agree to such a good condition.
These days, there are not so many electronics factories, clothing factories, and mobile phone stores where women can work.
Even the waiters in restaurants are all men, and women's status is really not high.
Three yuan a month is almost as much as the wages of the regular clerks at Mibu Trading Company.
Judging from Xu Jiazhen's character, giving her so much money would not only fail to earn gratitude, but would also be counterproductive.
"Wash your clothes and cook, and you can save a fortune?" Xu Jiazhen was moved. If she had a choice, she would not want to borrow a loan shark.
When Wang Xu saw that there was a door, he nodded immediately and said: "Of course, if you do laundry, cooking, cleaning the yard, you help me, of course I will pay you."
When Xu Jiazhen heard this, she finally stopped crying and became very energetic.
Just when Wang Xuda was about to say something, the sound of milky milk and the cry of mother came from Xu Jiazhen's room.
"Qiuxia, Qiuxia is awake!" Hearing the cry, Xu Jiazhen was overjoyed and could not care less about Wang Xu.
Boom!!
There was a thunder in the sky, and the wind started to blow.
The forgotten Wang Xu glanced at the place where Xu Jiazhen disappeared, then looked up at the sky, and said loudly: "Xu Jiazhen, it's raining, hurry up and put away your clothes!"
Thunder comes, wind blows, rain falls...
The weather in May and June is like a child's face, it changes at will.
Wang Xu leaned under the eaves and saw Xu Jiazhen running back to the house in a hurry, and then ran out again after hearing the rain. He couldn't help but put a smile on his face.
Wow!!
The strong wind mixed with the drizzle kissed the earth over and over again.
It was already noon at this time, and it was extremely dark outside because of the rain.
In the room, Wang Xu was sitting on the Tukang, smoking a cigarette. Next to him was Qiuxia, who had just recovered from a serious illness. She was lying on the window watching the rain.
In the living room, Xu Jiazhen is 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 just recovering from a serious illness when she needed nutrition, and the disease would not be cured if she did not have enough food.
On the one hand, it’s my daughter’s body, and on the other hand, it’s my persistence.
Xu Jiazhen was unmoved at first, but when Qiuxia pulled the corner of her clothes, she asked her, "Mom, are the dumplings delicious?"
When she heard these words, Xu Jiazhen couldn't hold on any longer.
"Qiuxia, how old are you this year?" Wang Xu threw away the cigarette and asked Qiuxia.
Qiuxia's high fever had just subsided, but she was still listless. She replied in a low voice: "She is six years old..."
"Six years old!" Wang Xu touched Qiuxia's head and said to Xu Jiazhen who was cooking outside: "It was 1937 when the rich and powerful were caught as young men, right?"
"Yes, Qiuxia was less than three years old at that time, and now she doesn't even remember what her father looks like." Xu Jiazhen is cooking dumplings, stuffed with cabbage and pork, with more meat and less vegetables, and it smells very fragrant.
Wang Xu nodded slightly, the story of Qiuxia and Xu Jiazhen is just a microcosm of this era.
There are thousands of similar situations across the country, and it makes people feel heavy just to think about them.
Wang Xu is not a middle school boy. He does not think that he can travel through the Republic of China with the mission of saving the world, nor does he think that he can save the world.
Therefore, all he could do was sigh and say things that others did not understand: "It's almost, it's almost, there are still five years left, then..."
Speaking of this, Wang Xu suddenly discovered that after the Japanese surrendered five years later, China did not enter a happy society instantly.
The miserable are still miserable, the unfortunate are still unfortunate.
There was a scholar named Lao She who used his own pen to criticize the old society and wrote many famous chapters. However, after surviving the old society, he chose to commit suicide in the new era by drowning himself in a lake. This is worse than the famous chapters he left behind.
, but also ironic.
Of course, this is just a microcosm. Generally speaking, the new era is still progressive.
Is it useful to just say this to Xu Jiazhen? It's only 1940, and she obviously won't be able to survive the dawn.
"Oh, it's all fate!" Wang Xu took back his words, his tone full of sighs.
Xu Jiazhen didn't understand this, so she just swallowed her saliva, picked up a dumpling, and said without confidence: "I haven't cooked dumplings for a long time. Please try first to see if they are cooked."
Without saying a word, Wang Xu took it directly with his hand, put it in his mouth and took a bite.
Well, it doesn't taste very good. The seasoning is only salt and not much oil. It's not as delicious as quick-frozen dumplings.
Seeing Wang Xu frowning, Xu Jiazhen's face turned pale.
She is now a servant who cooks, and she owes twelve thousand dollars, all of which she has to pay off by cooking. If the food she cooks is not delicious, what will she do with the money?
"Okay, okay..." Seeing Xu Jiazhen's expression, Wang Xu said "ok" twice, because he knew it was not Xu Jiazhen's fault.
Xu Jiazhen looked at him expectantly, like a child going to school who got a little red flower, with a sweet smile on his face.
Wang Xu looked a little dazed. The dumplings were not very delicious, but this sister-in-law of the Xu family made him swallow his saliva.
"Humph..." Seeing Wang Xu's fiery eyes, Xu Jiazhen's smile disappeared and she snorted coldly and went to bring the dumplings.
After a while, the beautiful woman came back, carrying several plates of dumplings, and said in a loud voice: "Let's eat dumplings!"
"Eat slowly, eat slowly..."
At the dinner table, Wang Xu ate the most, but he ate the least.
The taste of dumplings was not very good in his eyes, but for Xu Jiazhen and her daughter, who had not known the taste of meat for three years and could not even eat enough, it was more satisfying than delicacies from the mountains and seas.
Wang Xu looked at Qiuxia, who was taking each bite, as if she was reincarnated as an evil spirit, for fear that he would strangle her to death.
Of course, Xu Jiazhen wasn't much better. Although she chewed her food carefully, she didn't eat it slowly at all. The plate of dumplings disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"Qiuxia, are the dumplings delicious?"
"tasty..."
"Braised pork is more delicious. Let's eat braised pork tonight, do you think it's okay?"
"good..."
The dumplings, which are slightly less flavorful, are bland, but when put together, they feel cozy...very warm.