Chapter 157

After sending the doctor away, grandmother Zhao slapped her face on the spot.

She looked like she was in her fifties, with her gray hair neatly pulled back behind her head. She has a long face, her eyelids are slightly sunken, and when she pulls her face, her eyes become triangular.

Without Mrs. Zhao's words, Mrs. Sun said: "Zhao'er, it's not my aunt talking about you, you girl likes to make a fuss. Could it be that you deliberately torment us all, even if you don't like it..."

Before she finished speaking, she was pulled by the man Xue Qinghuai.

"Okay, let's say a few words, Zhao'er is not ignorant, besides, the dog is already sick, so it's better to find a doctor to take a look, so the family can rest assured."

"I said less and said less, and I didn't say anything..."

"You also said..."

The couple went out while chatting and tugging. The eldest aunt Yang smiled at Zhao'er before saying to the mother-in-law: "Mother, let's go too, let the dog have a good rest."

Mrs. Zhao glanced at the dog on the kang, snorted coldly, turned her head and left. Just from her posture, it can be seen that she is very angry.

In fact, it is true. The Xue family can't be called a rich family. It costs at least one or two hundred dollars to invite a doctor from the town. ! In particular, the doctor's pulse just now confirmed Zhao's guess that Xue Gouzi was deliberately pretending to be ill, and it was only strange that she was happy.

Let Mrs. Zhao see that the two little boys in the second room are deliberately torturing the family, but since the eldest daughter-in-law has come forward to persuade her, Mrs. Zhao will naturally not say more.

Generally speaking, among the three daughters-in-law of the Xue family, Yang is the one who wins Zhao's heart the most. The eldest has an unusual status, and Zhao is willing to show the eldest daughter-in-law some face.

After Mrs. Zhao and Mrs. Yang left, only the third uncle Xue Qingbai and the third aunt Zhou were left in the house. The two were not used to talking much, and they didn't stay long, Zhao'er thought that the third uncle had worked hard just now, so he sent the two of them out with a smile.

When he turned his head and came back, he saw Xue Gouzi lying on the kang with his eyes open, his eyes staring blankly, as if he had lost his mind.

She didn't think much about it, she came to the side of the kang and patted his head: "Dog, don't think too much, they don't believe that you are sick and have a headache, sister believes you. Take care of your illness and don't think about it anymore. "

Xue Gouzi glanced at her, his mouth was dry and his throat was tight: "Zhaoer..."

"What's wrong? Is there something uncomfortable?"

Feeling these undelicate but very warm hands touching his head and face, Xue Gouzi had a sense of reality and gratitude that he had never had before.

She wasn't dead, and neither was he.

Although he didn't like some of her daily actions, and even hated her as his child bride-in-law, but he never thought of letting her die, so how could he be the one who killed his wife and son.

But Xue Gouzi was still very flustered, because that dream was too real. After going through that dream for more than seventy years, it seemed that he had also experienced that life. But after waking up from the dream, the vicissitudes of life have changed, and he dare not look back.

"Zhaoer..."

"Why!"

"Zhaoer..."

"Um."

"Zhaoer..."

A hot stream suddenly flowed out unconsciously from the dry eye sockets.

This scared Zhao'er quite a bit, and he didn't care to think that the little man would never call her that, let alone let himself get close to him. He hugged his head into his arms and asked him anxiously up.

Seeing that he didn't speak, but just buried himself in his arms and cried, Zhao'er couldn't help but wonder if those people made him think too much just now. According to Zhao'er, the little man has a lot of things on his mind, and he never speaks out, otherwise he wouldn't have this serious illness.

She patted him on the back, hugged him like she did when she was a child, and comforted him: "Don't be afraid, dog, even if they don't send you to study, sister will send you there, and sister will send you even if she sells everything." go."

*

After all, Xue Gouzi had just recovered from a serious illness, and after experiencing such an incident, he fell asleep after drinking some porridge for dinner.

Zhao'er covered him with a quilt before tidying up the basket she had just brought back.

The back basket is full of needlework and cloth, which are rags that Zhao'er bought in the embroidery workshop in the town. The reason why I started this business was because I used to recruit children to carry the finished purses for the women in the village to sell in the embroidery workshop.

There is no adult in the second room. Although the family is in charge of eating, after all, the pen, ink, paper and inkstone used by Xue Gouzi to study, as well as the clothes, bedding and some odds and ends of the two people on weekdays, etc., all need money.

Wanting to ask for money from Mrs. Zhao is more expensive than ascending to the sky, and although the uncle Xue Qingshan is determined to treat his nephew as if he were his own, but Zhao'er usually only sees the big family's child with greasy lips, and Xue Juncai never Lack of pens, ink, paper and inkstones. In contrast, the little man was as thin as a bamboo pole, and he picked up a bald pen that Xue Qingshan didn't use back then.

Zhao'er has always been a strong one, she couldn't bear to wrong the little man, so she could only find money everywhere by herself. There was no opportunity to make money in the countryside, so she went to the town to look around, as long as it was within her power and did not require capital, she would try to do it.

In the past few years, she has collected vegetables from the village and sold them in the town, picked up work from the embroidery workshop and assigned them to women with good craftsmanship in the village, and usually went to the mountains to find mountain products to sell.

And now this business has been done several times, Zhao'er has a sweet mouth and a thick face, the boss of the embroidery workshop can't hold her back, so he sells the unwanted rags to her in bags. She took it back, sorted and cut it, and then asked the women in the village to help make purses and other things, and she could earn a lot of money by reselling them in the embroidery workshop. It is much better than before just receiving the purses made by others, and earning a penny for a few purses.

If he hadn't made some money by doing this business, he didn't know when Xue Gouzi would recover from his serious illness. Mrs. Zhao would have given up the money to get the medicine for a long time ago, and Zhao'er used his own money to catch the medicines later. I still have to hide it, for fear that other members of the Xue family will find out.

Thinking of this, the corners of Zhao'er's mouth tightened.

She has always been agile in her hands and feet, and seeing that she picked out some usable cloth heads, she stopped tossing about. I chose clean ones and spread them out on a square table, and cut these strangely shaped cloth heads into a uniform shape with scissors.

This is Zhao'er's own calculation based on how much fabric is needed to make a purse, no more and no less, she will not take out these rags for people to see.

It is not easy for country people to earn a penny. If someone finds out, the designated way to earn money will be robbed within a few days.

Zhao'er also wants to use this to make money for the little man to go to the town to study, so that she can only go to see Xue Jun, and her little man can also go. Zhao'er has always been prepared with both hands when doing things, and she knows in her heart that the big house will never let such a good thing happen to the little man.

It is better to ask for others than to ask for yourself, and it is better to rely on yourself than to rely on mountains and rivers.

Zhao'er has understood this truth since she was seven years old when she was going to be exchanged for money by her grandmother and father.

After Zhao'er finished what she was doing, seeing the little man was fast asleep, and seeing that it was already dark outside, she wrapped the tidy cloth in something, and hurried out with it.

Under the night, Yuqing Village was exceptionally peaceful, and the light silver moonlight shone on the trails in the village. Although the road was still unclear, it was not completely dark after all.

Zhao'er walked all the way and didn't even startle a dog.

This is not an ability that ordinary people can have. You must know that in places like the countryside, almost every household has a dog. Dogs are very alert at night, and whenever someone walks past the door, they bark wildly. Even if a petty thief came to the door, he would have been scared away by the dog long ago.

Zhao'er also developed this ability after walking a lot at night.

Of course, it was also related to the sunspot following her legs.

Heizi is a country dog, but it is stronger and bigger than ordinary dogs. There are not many dogs in Yuqing Village that can beat Heizi, and it is because of Heizi that Zhao'er dares to walk alone at night.

She went all the way to a family's house with ease, and it was strange that the other party knew that she would come at this time and left the door open for her. As soon as she entered the door, the family's dog rushed over. Before she could reach her, a black shadow rushed over and threw the other person to the ground. The dog was so frightened that it fell on the ground and stopped barking.

Zhao'er gloated at the side: "I don't have a long memory!"

At this time, a person came out of the house, and he smiled as he walked up to the front: "This black man is here to bully our family Wangcai again, Zhao'er, come in and sit down."

"Aunt Osmanthus, I won't go in, I'm still rushing back."

Zhao'er handed over the things in his hands to the visitor, took some things from the other person, wrapped them in cloth, and then went to the next household.

Zhao'er went to five families.

She is anxious to make money, but there are few women in the village who are good at needlework, and she needs to find someone who is tight-lipped and reliable. shit money.

The reason why she said that was because when she collected vegetables from the village and sold them in the town, she was publicized by people who didn't know the door, causing her to be pointed at all day long. She was not afraid of being pointed out, but these things finally reached the ears of the little man, and some villagers made fun of him, which caused a lot of conflicts between her and the little man. And after that, she won't receive any vegetables in the village, even if someone sells them to her, it will be at a high price.

In the end, she had no choice but to go to other villages to collect vegetables. It was not a waste of time. Since then, Zhaoer has developed a memory.

When Zhao'er came home, Xue Gouzi on the kang was still sleeping soundly.

She went to get some water to wash her face and wipe her hands before getting on the kang. The second room only had this kang, and she had slept with Xue Gouzi since she was a child, and she was used to it.

Heizi slept under the kang, just now when he invited his son into the house, he slid in at his feet and chose a random place to lie down. It seems that the dog's eyes have been closed, but in fact the two ears are standing up, and they move from time to time.

Before Zhao'er lay down, she bullied herself over to look at the little man, and touched his forehead, before falling asleep in peace.

*

Compared with the second room because of the sparse population, there are only two rooms and one kang, the treatment of the first room is obviously much better. The entire three east rooms were occupied by the big room, and at this time in the east room, Mrs. Yang was talking to Xue Qingshan.

Yang narrated what happened during the day, Xue Qingshan immediately frowned after listening.

He was not at home during the day, so naturally he didn't know what happened at home. Nowadays, some respectable families will invite scholars to preside over their weddings and funerals, but where rural families can afford to hire scholars, some will invite children to make up the number.

No matter how they are all scholars, they are different from ordinary people.

Today, Xue Qingshan was invited by a family in a nearby village to have a wedding. It doesn't matter what the etiquette is.

But the people in the countryside are poor, so the happy money will not be too much, at most a few tens of pennies.

Xue Qingshan likes this kind of work the most. Every time at this time, he will randomly assign articles to memorize for the students in the school, and then go out for a whole day, and no one will say anything. What he likes is not only having money to take, but also when this time is his happiest time.

He was sitting in the position of the guest of honor, and the men who came to have a wedding banquet were all proud to have a conversation with him.

He is the master of Tongsheng!

Of course, it would be even better if Tongsheng could be replaced by a scholar, Xue Qingshan would have dreamed of it. But for so many years, he has more or less self-knowledge, so he can't help pinning his hopes on his son.

It's a pity that someone is blocking this way now.

Xue Qingshan drank a lot of wine, his chubby face was flushed, and he was holding his breath in his heart, so he spit and scolded: "What kind of moth is this son of a bitch, I really want to open a dyeing workshop just to give him some color. !"

Yang sighed faintly: "Who told you that you agreed to the second child so easily at the beginning, but now it's hard to get off the tiger because of our talents."

"In that situation back then, the second child seemed to be honest, and he wanted to accompany his elder brother when he was about to die. If I knew that he was paying attention that day, I would have found a way to shut him up, but so many people I was present, and the accident happened because of me, if I don't even agree to this matter, how can I gain a foothold in front of others."

Of course, Mrs. Yang knew this truth, but she couldn't calm down. Just because of that bullshit promise, Da Fang kept her hands tied. Her son wanted to go to the library to study, but he had to hide and beg the other party to show his respect.

She was always proud and arrogant, so naturally the more she thought about it, the more annoyed she became, her eyes sparkled, but she sneered on her face: "Because he fell ill suddenly, originally Dad planned to make decisions for us, so we can only endure it. But he has been sick for these days, and today he has such a scene, and my mother is already annoyed. I asked the fourth daughter-in-law to tell my mother that the dog is probably pretending to be sick. I think my mother has already decided that he is pretending. sick."

Xue Qingshan's eyes lit up: "That's good, I'll go talk to my parents tomorrow and let them put this matter into practice." He put his arms around Yang's shoulders with a smile, and said: "My wife is smarter. , Prepared a backhand early."

Yang gave him an angry look, and the two of them rested together, without speaking for a whole night.

Zhao'er was not annoyed, but said aggrievedly: "Then how can the eldest aunt stay, she is not a woman? Besides, the dog can't talk, I don't look at it, I am afraid that what he said will anger me Lord."

In fact, her subtext was just to say that she was afraid that others would bully Xue Tingxiang, and no one present could hear it.

Mr. Xue stared at her. Now he really doubts that all this was made by this girl. He knew that Gou'er child was a bored gourd, why didn't he go to the grave early and complained that he would not go later, but why did he go at this time.

Thinking of all the disobedient things this girl did in the past, Mr. Xue felt disgusted in his heart. But he also knew that now was not the time to vent his anger, but to settle the matter.

"Since you want to listen, then listen." The tone was the same as before, but anyone could hear the dissatisfaction in his voice.

Zhao'er couldn't hear it, so he stood aside.

Seeing this, Mrs. Sun hurriedly dragged Xue Qinghuai to stay.

"Since Zhao'er has stayed, let's stay and listen too." She laughed along with her.

Mr. Xue was immediately furious: "Since you want to listen, stay and listen."

So everyone stayed, including the four-year-old Mao Dan, and even Mrs. Zhou, who was busy in the kitchen, stayed behind under the guise of cleaning the table.

In the huge main room, only an oil lamp was lit on the square table. The wick was jumping and shadowy, and everyone's eyes were on Mr. Xue. But he suddenly didn't know where to start. He looked around everyone's faces with heavy eyes, and finally fell on Xue Tingxiang's face.

"Actually, it's nothing. I just want to talk about what the boss said a while ago that he wants to send the child to the school in the town."

Zhao'er was inexplicably nervous, and couldn't help but glance at Xue Tingxiang, and then went to see Mr. Xue.