Chapter 70 Bad news

Li Weihong walked in with a dignified expression, seeing Jia Haohao laying on the kang, stroking the kitten and talking, he looked a bit childish, and couldn't help laughing: "You are really patient, don't you worry about the kitten being dirty? "

Jia Haohao knew that Xiaoqi hated being rejected the most, and was deeply afraid that it would be bad for him to meow and look too smart, and it would be miserable if he was treated as a monster.

Although he is.

"Xiao Qi likes to be clean," Jiahao yawned lazily, "It's raining and you don't have to go to work, why are you getting up so early?"

Li Weihong's face was gloomy again, she frowned and sat on the kang, leaned towards her and whispered: "I was going to make breakfast, but when I heard Meili and Lou Jie were arguing, I came back first."

It seems to be talking to himself: "Recently, I often see them getting together in private. I thought they had something to say? I didn't expect it to be a conflict."

Jiahao hadn't paid attention to Zhao Meili for a long time because she didn't like her in the past. Now after she got off work, she came back to cook when it was her turn to cook. When she was full, she went to help clean up in the new house and came back. Falling asleep, naturally I don't know what conflicts there are between them.

Therefore, he responded with a bit of perfunctory: "Really? Lou Jie has a good temper, so he wouldn't bully her."

She stretched and got up to put on her coat: "I don't know when the rain will stop, but fortunately, everything that should be collected has been collected."

"Yeah, when the rain stops, we will have to plow the land and use plant ash to raise the land. We can only plant winter wheat after the Spring Festival next year."

Li Weihong looked at her and asked: "By the way, Zhao Meili's wedding day is coming soon, right? I heard it's the end of the lunar calendar, isn't it? Cui Xiucheng said that he still gave one yuan as happy money, how about you?"

"It seems to be October 10th at the end of the month." Jiahao also echoed: "Then I will be as good as you."

Anyway, even if I give it away now, after a while when I get married, I can still get back the happy money.

Nowadays, the eldest brother usually gets married first, and there are not many people like them whose younger brother gets married first.

However, considering that the family can be separated without getting married, it is not unacceptable now.

...

She didn't know that Zhao Lanfang planned to make Zhen Youqin look bad, so she took advantage of the opportunity of her son pestering her to marry a wife, and agreed.

Zhao Lanfang also heard that Zhen Youqin had borrowed a lot of foreign debts to build a new house, so it was impossible for the wedding to be very lively or rich.

Then he made the matter of his son's marriage lively, and if they were crude, everyone would gossip in private.

If his son gets married behind Zhen Youqin and holds the banquet too well, he is worried that they will say that he deliberately overwhelms the eldest son.

"Why is it raining today?" Zhao Lanfang brought him a cup of tea: "By the way, it will be Baoqiang's wedding day in a few days. Would you like to send a letter to Da Niu?"

She pretended to be uneasy: "It was true that I was hasty in the big girl's marriage before, and I really want to make it up to her."

Zhen Dahai's dead daughter-in-law and Zhao Lanfang were all outstanding in appearance, and even the five biological children and stepdaughter below were all neat children.

When he thought of the wretched appearance of his elder son-in-law's short stature and small eyes, he hated to see him.

But now that his son is getting married, if no one comes over there, then his family will be pointed behind his back and gossip.

It will be rumored that they sold the eldest daughter, which is tantamount to breaking off the relationship, and even the younger brother of the natal family will not come to get married.

Moreover, the eldest son-in-law, Lu Dazhu, is also a relative of Zhao Lanfang's natal family, so it is impossible not to invite her.

"Then ask someone to bring a letter." After Zhen Dahai finished speaking, he thought that the eldest son-in-law's house was on the mountain fifty or sixty miles away, and this letter was not easy to carry, so he frowned and said, "Or let Baoqiang ride the horse himself?" car?"

Zhao Lanfang couldn't bear to let her son go to the lump, so she hurriedly said, "No, I'll ask Dagang to help and talk to the postman who is in charge of that piece of mail."

The current postal staff is really hard. The north is vast and sparsely populated. Although there are no deep mountains and old forests, there are no shortage of high mountains, especially some small villages are still on the top of the mountains or in the valleys.

The Lu family lives on the mountain, fifty or sixty miles away from Nanshanwu. Although it is not too far, there is a section of the road that is particularly steep when going there, with the mountain on one side and the cliff of Baizhang on the other.

Fortunately, the postmen deliver letters and packages every few days. If they go every other day, they will be exhausted.

Zhen Dahai also felt that his idea was good: "Well, you can wait and talk to Da Gang. If he is not here, let Baoqiang go to town by bike."

"Okay, you're still thoughtful." After Zhao Lanfang finished speaking, looking at the rainy day outside, she said regretfully, "You have burned a lot of charcoal. If the weather is good, you can ask Baoqiang to take a few bags out. I want to come It's almost time for the town to use charcoal."

When Zhen Dahai heard her mentioning this, he couldn't help frowning. He also started making charcoal secretly. He used to be his eldest son and his helper, and he could produce a hundred catties of charcoal in three to five days.

But now the youngest son is not good at work, so he is asked to saw the tree, and he can’t stop sawing for a long time.

He said he was going to help, but in the end he found that he couldn't help much, but instead caused a lot of trouble for himself.

He was also exhausted.

After all, he had to do all the work of the two of them by himself now.

"By the way, is there any news about a job at Yonghua?" He really knows now that his youngest son is not suitable for working in the fields. .

Zhao Lanfang smiled when she heard the words: "Last time, Qianqian didn't bring a letter to say that Yonghua had already asked someone to find a way, saying that there was a person who was old and had bad legs and asked for a refund, and there was also the dispensing side. Some people may want to retire, so we can only wait for the news from there."

After finishing speaking, she couldn't hide her joy and smiled: "Qianqian also said that she has a good relationship with the vice president, and she asked him for help in private."

After all, the current jobs are all iron rice bowls, one radish and one pit, the people inside are about to retire, and there are many people staring outside.

Now that my daughter and the vice president can get in touch, it is possible for her to change from a temporary worker to a regular worker.

The most important thing is that if his daughter becomes a regular worker, then she can choose a marriage partner from a good family in the town.

Zhen Dahai also nodded in satisfaction: "That's good, by the way, Qianqian is not young anymore, you hurry up and find someone for her, if she doesn't like this country place, I will entrust your brother and sister-in-law Watch more."

"Needless to say, I have told them a long time ago." Zhao Lanfang felt that her daughter was promising, and she also gave herself a good face, so she smiled very satisfied: "After the Chinese New Year, I will visit a few more families, and she should make up her mind."

……

Zhen Dagang works in the Post Office, but he is not an expatriate, but he has a good relationship with the postmen, and he is happy to help with the matter of asking them to bring a message.

The postman in the Jianshan area went there three times a month. On the early morning of October 10th, when he set off with a few letters and rode an old bicycle, Zhen Dagang told him not to forget to take them with him. About the message to Lu Dazhu.

The postman also responded with a smile, and set off on an old bicycle that jingled from time to time.

After going back and forth, by the time the postman came back, it was already after get off work time and it was already dark.

The postman returned to the dormitory and poured an enamel mug of tea, and saw Zhen Dagang coming back with a washbasin: "Brother Zhen, I brought the message, but the daughter-in-law of that family broke her leg, so I don't think she can make it here."

"Oh, that's it, thank you." Zhen Dagang didn't take it seriously at first, he also has a bed in the post office, and he lives here in winter or rainy days. After all, it takes more than an hour to go home by bicycle, and it's too tiring to go back and forth every day.

He smiled and said, "I'm tired of delivering letters to several places a day. There is still food in the cafeteria, so hurry up!"

"Hey, then I'll go first!" When the young postman was about to leave with his lunch box, Zhen Dagang felt something was wrong.

A better hospital nearby is in the town, and there are local doctors in the villages outside, but breaking a leg is not a trivial matter. If you go to the hospital, then the Zhen family will not let you ask someone to take care of you. After all, Zhao Yonghua and Zhen Qianqian They're all in the hospital.

But if he didn't come to the hospital, the broken leg would not be a trivial matter. Would the herbs used in the local doctor be effective?

"Xiao Li, wait a minute." He asked anxiously, "Have you seen the patients in that house? Does their house smell like medicine?"

Xiao Li scratched his short hair, and tried to recall: "I didn't go in and saw anyone outside. It must be her mother-in-law who told me? Well, I didn't smell any traditional Chinese medicine."

"Hey, thank you so much, I have to go back and tell her brother."

Zhen Dagang didn't dare to be negligent when he heard it, he quickly packed his things, got on his bicycle with a flashlight, and hurried home.

Nanshanwu is not too big, there are only dozens of families, and children love to play together in groups.

When he was a child, he also had a good relationship with the Zhen family siblings. At that time, Zhen Jinghao's grandparents were still alive. Although they loved the eldest grandson more, they were also good to the Jinghao sisters.

He still remembers that once when he went to her house to play, he happened to see Zhen Youqin eating delicious egg pancakes. At that time, he was so hungry that he swallowed his saliva, but he was too embarrassed to stay and watch her eat, and when he left unhappy, Zhen Jinghao chased it out from behind, and quietly gave herself half of the omelette.

Moreover, Zhen Jing was so beautiful that he had been thinking about it, but the two families were distant cousins, so he had no choice but to give up this idea.

Later, when he knew that she was married to such a person by his stepmother, he still felt uncomfortable for many days.

Now that she knew that something happened to her, he had to do his best to pass the news to Zhen Youqin.

...

Taking advantage of the darkness and no one was paying attention, Jia invited Grandma Su to come to her new home to help cut clothes.

She originally wanted Aunt Zhen to help her get married with Zhen Youqin, but Grandma Su asked her to help when she saw her last time.

Anyway, Jia Haohao hasn't gone to tell Aunt Zhen yet, so she is naturally very happy to hear what Grandma Su said.

Therefore, in the past two nights, Grandma Su brought her grandchildren over after dinner.

She not only tailors, but also teaches these four girls, big and small, very carefully by the way.

Now there are indeed ready-made clothes to buy in the supply and marketing cooperatives, but the price is expensive, and everyone is generally used to tearing the cloth and taking it home to make.

But Er Niu's eyes were not very good, so Zhao Lanfang asked her to do housework, or sew and mend the soles of shoes, but she was unwilling to teach her these life skills.

San Niu was still young, and her own mother didn't expect that she would die early, so naturally she wouldn't teach her these important cuts, because she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to hold the scissors steadily, which would be a waste of good material.

Not to mention Jia Haohao, she has been clumsy for sewing and sewing for two lifetimes, so she can only guarantee that she can sew buttons, and she will stop cooking for the rest.

On the contrary, it was Su Wenmin who watched Grandma Su's cutting since she was a child, and now she is more adept at getting started.

"Forget it, I admit that I am not this material." Jia took a few cuts according to the line drawn by Grandma Su's chalk, and then gave up simply: "I overcut again, and my clothes will depend on it from now on." A few younger sisters, please please."

Su Wenmin glanced at the cloth she cut as if it was eaten by a dog, and admired her for being so handicapped, she pursed her lips and smiled: "Good lady, I will study hard."

Zhen Erniu tried her best to open her eyes wide, and took a closer look at the cloth she cut out. She secretly breathed a sigh of relief. She originally thought that her eyes would be the worst one, but now she found that someone was at the bottom.

This feeling is really indescribable.

She comforted her in a soft voice: "Good sister, you are already very good, let's take care of these small things."

"That's right." Although Zhen Sanniu wanted to comfort her, she cared more about the cloth in her hand, and said quickly, "Fortunately, you used inferior cloth, so it would be a pity."

These defective fabrics have many small flaws, such as broken threads, which are trivial, and there are small holes left by broken threads and knots in the weaving.

But in everyone's eyes, this is also an excellent fabric, and it is also a rare new dress. How can you be willing to be ruined by her like this?

The few of them don't mind that Jia is so stupid now, as long as she doesn't come to make trouble, thank God.

Grandma Su still wanted to save her again: "Okay, why don't you try again? Girls are going to get married when they grow up. When these girls get married, you can't let your children bare their butts?"

Jia Haohao didn't want to force himself, so he served them tea and water, and said plausibly: "It will take at least five, six, seven or eight years for them to get married. At that time, fashionable clothes can be seen everywhere outside, so I just buy them." .”

Zhen Xiaoer and Su Wencheng were taking a bath for Xiaoqi, they rarely smiled at each other when they heard her words, and said teasingly, "Good lady, didn't you say you can't do it without it?"

Jiahao had a cheeky face: "You don't understand, people can't be too perfect, they will be envied by heaven."

Zhen Xiaoer was still about to say something, when he heard an urgent knock on the door from outside, he immediately became vigilant.

You know, Zhen Youqin in the backyard is quietly making charcoal. If someone finds out, he is afraid that something will happen.

(End of this chapter)

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