Chapter 43 He Meiying beats her daughter at the market
Time flies like water. After the Mid-Autumn Festival, it will soon be the National Day.
"Tsk, tsk, the 35th National Day parade last year was very grand, but it was a pity that we could only listen to it through the loudspeaker in the village. There is no such thing this year. It would be great to go to Tiananmen to see it during the 50th National Day."
Qiao went forward to sort out the orders in hand. Since Qiao Xiangxiu quit, he has taken over again. There have been many new customers and a lot more varieties. Especially autumn chestnuts, walnuts, and persimmons, which are mountain products, are particularly popular.
"Go forward, you are too tired to ride a bicycle and carry so many things every day. Now that we have saved a lot of money, why not buy a motorcycle. You can also save effort."
Sun Huifang felt sorry for her husband.
"If I save more, I still want to buy you a color TV."
Qiao moved a large nylon bag forward and placed it on the bicycle rack, then tied it carefully with hemp rope and rode off.
There were only two mother and daughter left in the courtyard.
"Lingling, I heard that your teacher Bai was transferred? Your grandma Han also said that she wanted to thank you, but I don't know what she was thanking for?"
Sun Huifang was taking off and washing the cotton quilt. The weather was getting colder. She had to pick up old cotton, pat it and dry it in the sun, and then put the quilt back on. It would be warmer in the winter.
Qiao Jinling teased Xiao Hei. Of course she knew what was going on. She pretended to be Qiao Fugui and was reincarnated. With a casual word, she made Teacher Bai's good marriage.
In fact, it doesn't have much to do with her. If Grandma Han refuses to listen and forces her daughter to marry, it will be of no use to Guanyin Bodhisattva.
The air is crisp in autumn, and the sky looks so high. Although there are no flowers in bloom, it feels majestic and lonely.
"Let's go! It's soaked. Let's get back from the market and Mom will wash it again."
Sun Huifang was in a good mood and happened to be in time for the fair to take her daughter out to play and buy some candied haws to cheer her up. She thought Qiao Jinling was reluctant to let Teacher Bai leave.
"Great! Lingling likes going to the market the most!"
Qiao Jinling jumped up, going to the rural market was much more interesting than visiting a big shopping mall.
The men and women at the market, old and young, all bear more or less traces of physical labor on their bodies. When they go out to the market, they wear clothes that show off to others. No matter how hard the life is, the market is still lively.
During the people's commune period, commune members were not allowed to go to the market to sell things privately, ranging from self-criticism to parading in the streets. It was not until 1978 that rural markets gradually became more active.
After 1980, rural markets were opened to the public. The hours vary from place to place, but generally every five days. They have become a distribution center for rural commodity exchange.
Wherever there is a market, people from Sanli and Wuxiang will come to visit.
Everyone pushed the wheelbarrow and picked some home-grown vegetables, tobacco leaves, brewed bulk wine, and raised live poultry in exchange for some living money. Those who were skilled in crafts put up a few wicker baskets, dung baskets, broomsticks, and fences.
It can also be sold for money.
If it doesn't work, they can sell herbal tea or boiled water for 1 cent a bowl. Mosquito legs are also meat.
There are also rural cooks who prepare banquets for weddings and weddings. They set up a large pot on a stove and sell large pot dishes for 30 cents a bowl, accompanied by 10 cents of laobaigan and 10 cents of flatbread.
Those farmers who came to the market before dawn were sweating on their heads and had a big bowl of sizzling, which was a great feeling!
Qiao Jinling loves this kind of fireworks in the world, noisy and fiery.
"Mom, I want to eat popcorn."
Qiao Jinling pointed to the stall in front of the stall where children were gathering. She couldn't see inside, but could tell by just smelling the fragrant smell.
"Children, run away! It's going to explode!"
Lao Jin shouted, and the children who were watching were so frightened that they covered their ears and ran away. Some of the brave ones did not run far.
I saw him stepping on his foot, loosening his hand, and there was a loud "bang" sound. After a cloud of smoke rose, the corn turned into popcorn like a magic trick.
Some popcorn that slipped through the net was scattered on the ground. If the brave children got close enough to pick it up quickly, it would burn their mouths when they ate it.
No one knows where Lao Jintou lives. He has been to markets all over the country.
A stove, a bellows, a popcorn machine, a long cloth bag, and a cart were all he owned.
Qiao Jinling quickly pulled Sun Huifang in and squeezed in. Before she could get closer, she heard harsh curses.
"He Meiying, what are you so anxious about? They say there is a daughter in the family, but no one can ask. Is your daughter made of gold?"
A woman with a pockmarked face folded her hands and had a sneer on her face.
"I'm going to fuck you up! Don't worry about what it's made of, it's not made of pockmarks anyway."
He Meiying retorted, poking at the other party's heart. Sure enough, the other party jumped!
"He Meiying! You don't even know what kind of cave you are. Even if I have pockmarks, I'm still ten thousand times stronger than you!
"Fart! If I want to drill into a bridge hole, I'll drill it with your old Hu! Haha..."
"Bah! He Meiying! You don't know where to put your farts. You're afraid that others won't know that you are a shabby shoe. Your husband's family has been scolded by you. If a man is useless, there is no way to retreat, right?!"
"My broken shoes? How can they compare with your sister-in-law's white dough and willow-shaped waist? Your old man can't be tempted after seeing it? No matter how useless my man is, he is still more useful than your man!"
"I'll tear your mouth apart!!"
The pockmarked woman was completely angry. Her beautiful sister-in-law was the bomb in her heart. He Meiying lit it with her own hands!!
Rural women generally adhere to the principle of "you can talk but don't fight" when fighting. They can curse all afternoon and get away unscathed. Even if they fight, they just stomp their feet and clap their hands from a distance. When they really fight, they are really anxious!
He Meiying is first-rate at scolding, but not good at fighting. So after a few rounds, she was completely defeated!
The pockmarked woman put back her hair and returned to the court, leaving He Meiying sitting on the ground crying and wiping her tears. She directed all her anger at her daughter Qiao Jinfeng.
"You bitch! Do you want to get married early and leave this family? You slut! Do you want a man at such a young age? I'll tear your rotten mouth off and see why you still go out and talk about flirtatious things?!"
Qiao Jinfeng pulled Qiao Jinfeng's hair, cursed her, and pinched her mouth hard with her hands.
"Mom, I don't have it, please spare me."
Qiao Jinfeng's voice was timid, like a sheep caught in a tiger's mouth, with no strength to resist.
The more He Meiying scolded, the more unpleasant she got. When she got carried away with the scolding, she even scolded herself, which made the onlookers laugh. They couldn't say much. It was inappropriate for outsiders to say anything about mother and daughter.
When He Meiying let out such a bad breath, she retracted her hand angrily, put on the bamboo basket, twisted her waist and walked away.
Qiao Jinfeng stood there blankly, her expression dull, as if she was used to enduring all this.
Qiao Jinling originally wanted to step forward to comfort her, but when she thought about how yesterday she separated herself from Pang Dun, she was just afraid of being seen being beaten, so she pretended not to see anything.
Sun Huifang's throat was rolling. She knew that this child was often beaten, but she had never seen it with her own eyes. The aggrieved and pitiful look reminded her of her own daughter.
Qiao Jinfeng combed her hair and lowered her head, like a big gray mouse, quietly sneaking into the noisy crowd.
Qiao Jinling quickly grabbed her mother's hand and followed Qiao Jinfeng all the way to the river.
Could it be that she couldn't get over it and wanted to jump into the river?
Both mother and daughter were shocked and stared at Qiao Jinfeng closely, fearing that she would do something stupid!