Chapter 31: A Guide to the Scholar of the Seventies
Ever since he got a sewing machine, Fu Shu didn't earn any more work points every morning.
Fu Wenhao didn't complain at all, so he took over her job. It was not a busy farming period, and it was not so tiring to work for a whole day, not to mention Fu Shu promised to give him a dime every day.
Fortunately, the news of Xue Cheng and Li Xiuxiu's engagement has spread in the village recently, which arouses everyone's concern. Even if she doesn't show up for a few days, no one will know.
After three full days of working on the sewing machine, Fu Shu finished sewing two long skirts, two bragis and a short-sleeved shirt.
Early in the morning on the 22nd, Fu Shu wrote a letter of introduction and took a car to the county on the pretext of telling his sister the news of his parents' divorce.
She was indeed going to tell her sister about this today, but she would only do it after making money.
Before noon, Fu Shu arrived at the county supply and marketing cooperative. Xu Xintong was already waiting there with a few little sisters. The two parties exchanged glances and headed towards the alley next to them.
Xu Xintong brought a total of five girls today, including two twins who looked almost identical. It was not easy for the Jingsheng twins to survive this year. Even Fu Shu looked at them twice.
These two girls are not good-looking, but their clothes and trousers are all made of brand-new and good-quality fabrics. Indeed-good fabrics can be regarded as nobles. The styles are not novel, but the workmanship is very sophisticated. It can be seen that their family background is good.
So even though the two girls looked at her with unfriendly eyes, she still smiled gently, saying that customers are God.
Tang Jingjing and Tang Wenwen were pulled over by Xu Xintong early in the morning. They were already in a bad mood, but when they saw that the clothes seller was a country girl with two braids, their expressions became even worse.
If they weren't afraid that their good sisters would be caught, they wouldn't follow her into the alley.
"Fu Shu, why did you come here? You made me wait for so long, don't let me down!" Although Xu Xintong was very impressed by the clothes she wore last time, she couldn't figure out Fu Shu's clothes at all.
What level is it?
I took the risk this time and brought so many little sisters here, so naturally I didn’t want to lose face.
"Coming here by car took some time." Fu Shu smiled gently.
Hearing what she said, the Tang sisters lost their expectations and even thought that this country girl was probably a liar who wanted to defraud their friends of money.
But when the clothes were taken out, they had no time to think like this.
Look at this long skirt with blue and white stripes, and the braji with yellow background and white flowers trimming the waistline. Who has the time to take out these clothes? Is she a country girl?
In the end, these pieces of clothing were swept away. There was also a girl who hesitated for a while and her floral shirt was hugged by her good friend. She could only leave empty-handed with sadness.
Tang Jingjing and Tang Wenwen were quite happy. The two sisters had similar figures and bought two pieces of clothing that they could wear interchangeably.
The happiest person must be Xu Xintong. The braji in her hand only cost ten yuan. It is half cheaper than the supply and marketing cooperative, and it is better-looking than the supply and marketing cooperative. Now she feels that Fu Shu is simply the best in the world.
The nicest people!
After making an appointment for the next transaction, Fu Shu counted the money in his hand, which amounted to fifty-seven yuan. Finally, he no longer had to worry about 10 or 20 cents, and Fu Shu secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
I bought a ticket to Hongxing Farm. I'm going to my eldest sister's house now. I should be able to get home before dark.
Fu Hua married the Xin family of Hongxing Farm two years ago and gave birth to a daughter, whose first name is Xin Zhiyue and whose nickname is Doudou. The Xin family has good conditions and everyone in the family is kind, so she is living a good life.
Fu Hua didn't know that Fu Shu was coming today, so Fu Shu still went to the fields to find her.
Sister Fu is a little taller than Fu Shu, about 1.7 meters tall. When she saw her sister, her eyes were full of surprise: "Erya, why are you here?"
Xin's mother was also a cheerful person. When she saw Fu Shu coming, she asked her daughter-in-law to go home and entertain her: "Xiaohua, my sister is here. You can go home too. Shaoping will do the rest for you."
Xin Shaoping is Fu Hua's husband.
Fu Hua had a gentle temperament and had a good relationship with her mother-in-law, so she agreed directly. She took her one-year-old daughter out of her husband's basket and took her sister back to Xin's house.
"You didn't tell me why you came so I could pick you up." Fu Hua held the child with one hand and touched his sister's head with the other, smiling softly.
There are many children in the family, and Fu Hua is the eldest in the family. Her parents are busy earning work points, and she brought up her younger brothers and sisters, so she naturally has a deep affection for them.
Fu Shu knew that she loved him, so he touched his niece who was neither crying nor fussing, and said with a smile: "I'm such an old person, why do I need my sister to pick me up?"
"Yes, you're a grown up girl. It's time to get married. How are you and the three boys of the Xue family doing?" She heard her family talk about it once when she went home during the Chinese New Year. Now, more than half a year later, she feels it's time to make a decision.
"He and Li Xiuxiu will get engaged next week, and they said they will get married by the end of the year." Fu Shu said calmly.
"Oh, what's going on? Why is he such a bastard!" Fu Hua has a soft temper, and he is also gentle and soft when he is anxious. He shook his two braids and looked particularly good-looking.
"We've found each other, I think they are a good match." Fu Shu really felt this way, shouldn't a scumbag have to match a pitiful little white flower?
"Sister, I have something else to tell you when I come back." She added, "My parents are divorced."
"Divorce?" Fu Hua was obviously not familiar with this word, and frowned his delicate eyebrows: "I don't quite understand, what is the law of divorce?"
"In the future, not only will they no longer live together, but they will also no longer have a relationship with each other regarding food. The two of them will no longer have anything to do with each other."
Fu Hua opened his mouth wide, but did not make a sound. He was stunned for a while and then murmured: "Oh...it's better to leave."
Although she has a gentle temperament, she is not stupid. She knows best what kind of life her mother has lived after being at home for twenty years.
But after all, she is the first child in the family and has enjoyed Fu Changjun's love. It is impossible to say that she is not sad.
But in the final analysis, she is also a married girl and cannot influence her parents' choices.
After getting rid of the depressed mood in his mind, Fu Hua put the child back into the house, stood up and asked his sister: "Will you stay here tonight? I'll cook you something delicious."
Fu Shu also stood up: "No, sister, I just came over to tell you that Mom and Wen Hao have gone to the fields, and I have to go back to cook."
Fu Hua married into the Xin family, and no matter how reasonable her husband's family was, they were no better than her parents, younger siblings. Fu Shu's visit had already delayed Fu Hua's work in the field, so there was no room for food or accommodation.
"That's OK." Fu Hua knew what his sister was thinking, so he grabbed two handfuls of fruit candies from the house and handed them to Fu Shu: "Your brother-in-law bought them from the county, you can take them back and eat them."
"Thank you, sister." Fu Shu did not refuse, but pretended to be casual: "Two days ago, the village criticized those people in the cowshed again. I remember that sister gave them potatoes before?"
"It's time Teacher Yuan gave our family two buckets of cow dung, otherwise Wen Qing would starve to death." Fu Hua sighed: "What a crime. When will it end?"
After Fu Hua became sensible, he began to take care of his younger siblings and went to primary school for one year. He has respected scholars since he was a child.
She remembered that when Teacher Yuan's group first came here, although their spirits were not good, their bodies looked strong. When she went to take a peek at them before she got married, they were all skinny and suffering from injuries and illnesses, as if they were old.
Ten years old.
Fu's family was close to the bullpen and had some contact with those people.
If Teacher Yuan hadn't secretly sent two buckets of manure to her family before, several of her brothers and sisters would have starved to death. Therefore, Fu Hua would always give some food to the people in the cowshed.
In my memory, after Fu Hua got married, Fu Shu always went to deliver the things, but he always wrapped the things, secretly put them in the cracks of the stones where the hay was pressed, and left. He never spoke to those people.
Aimin Village is remote, and although the management is not that strict, the strong winds of this era are such that you need to be extremely careful when doing these things.
"Sister, don't worry, I will watch." Fu Shu agreed.
"Yes." Fu Hua told his sister: "Pay attention to safety, and if you are strict, don't give anything away."
"I know, sister, I'm leaving first."
Even if Fu Shu was not procrastinating, the transportation was inconvenient at this time and she wasted too much time on the road. When she got home, Xiong Guizhi and Fu Ping had already prepared the meal.
Xiong Guizhi had just gotten divorced. Although she felt relaxed, she also felt stressed and worked extremely hard every day.
Fu Shu felt sorry for her. After dinner, he called her to the hut and took out twenty dollars from his pocket: "Mom, here you go."
Xiong Guizhi had never seen so much money except for her wedding dowry. She was surprised and said: "Erya, where did you get so much money?"
"Last time I went to town, I met an old tailor who had trouble with his eyesight. He asked me to help him make clothes. I gave him two yuan for each piece he made."
Fu Shu didn't tell the truth. A tailor sells his craftsmanship by making clothes for others, just like a carpenter. This kind of thing is just a side issue, and it's okay if no one takes it seriously.
As for someone like her who buys fabrics to make clothes and then sells them, that's standard speculation. She thinks it's better not to irritate Xiong Guizhi any more.
Fortunately, she didn't take out all the more than fifty yuan, otherwise Xiong Guizhi would be frightened.
"Here... be careful yourself." Xiong Guizhi pushed the money to Fu Shu again: "Keep your own money."
"Mom... you've been too tired these past two days." Fu Shu put the money into his mother's hand: "You still have me, don't carry the burden yourself."
Xiong Guizhi's eyes were full of emotion, and she hugged her daughter: "Erya feels sorry for Mom, Mom knows..."
In the end, Xiong Guizhi didn't give in to her daughter, so she took the twenty yuan and saved it for her daughter. It was all Erya's dowry!
Lying on the bed at night, Fu Shu took a deep breath. This period of time was much more stressful than when he first came here.
But after finally making money and finding a new path with Xiong Guizhi, she felt a lot more relieved. Today she also found out that the Peking University teacher in the bullpen was indeed named Yuan, which confirmed her previous guess.
Now there is only one opportunity left to realize what I have always planned.
Chapter completed!