The news that Song Shi was going to Rongcheng to buy a house and move quickly spread in the village. Many people didn't understand it and were not optimistic about it at all.
A good friend who grew up together came here to ask, and said that if the project in province Z is difficult to do, you can follow him to do it online. It just so happened that he had several small projects in hand and few people were needed.
It would be a pity to give up.
It would be great if a good buddy is willing to help him.
Song Shi naturally refused.
The other party meant well, but he didn't know anything about the line, so he forgot about it.
The original residue was also rejected.
Reluctance to change industries is one thing, but reluctance to work under a brother is also a big factor.
"Don't worry, it doesn't matter where you move the bricks. It's not like I won't come back. After the Chinese New Year, we can all drink together and brag."
The two chatted for a while, recalling the past and thinking about the future.
A few days later, Song Shi and Xu Cuifang went to Rongcheng to settle the house matters and consulted the agency about the relocation. The agency said they could help with the process, but they only needed to pay a small handling fee.
Song Dynasty: "Okay."
After paying the fee and providing the corresponding information, the rest is left to the agency.
After coming out of the agency, Xu Cuifang sighed, "From now on, the fourth generation of our family will be children from big cities, born and raised in the city."
It makes people feel taller instantly.
She had it all figured out.
Then make good connections with the old ladies in the neighborhood and ask them to help introduce you to someone.
The children are all grown up.
Marriage is a worry to death.
The two came back from Rongcheng and stopped by their mother-in-law's house. They saw their nephew Xu Yuan carrying something out. His wife Fan Yue was wearing a thin cotton-padded jacket and standing in the yard with a fat, white and cute child in her arms. She There was a boy with a dirty face following him. When he saw someone coming in, he quickly shrank behind him with a timid look on his face.
"This is..."
Xu Yuan smiled brightly, put down the bag in his hand, and passed the cigarette as he walked, "Uncle."
Say hello to Xu Cuifang again.
"Are you moving?" Xu Cuifang asked.
"Yes." Xu Yuan nodded, "Fan Yue's health is much better, so we discussed renting a house. My parents..." sighed, "She was already very weak after giving birth. My mother He hid all the meat and vegetables in the house, even the oil was locked in the cabinet, and salt was not allowed to be used. My father didn’t say a word and relied on my mother for everything.”
"It's not convenient to do anything upstairs or downstairs."
"My mother has found trouble several times in the past month or so of the New Year. I really... I just remember what you said, endure it, and stay calm."
"Rent a small house outside to live in. You can eat and drink whatever you want without looking at other people's faces."
What Xu Cuifang meant when he heard his words was that she had opinions and complaints about her biological mother, the old man.
I'm not saying that your mother just has a hard time thinking and will be fine after a while.
Useless.
Feng Xiuzhen's brain is right.
But she was born with it.
Just like her selfishness, she can never change it in her lifetime.
Anyway, the nephew and his wife have been taking care of the child since he was born. No matter how hard he cries at night, the grandparents pretend not to hear him and never reach out.
Moving out is a good thing.
Moreover,
Her eyes fell on the three-year-old boy behind her niece-in-law. He was Xu Yuan's stepson. He was not allowed to serve at the table when he came to this house. He disliked his younger brother and sister-in-law the most. Due to the pressure from his parents, Xu Yuan and Xu Yuan both People don't dare to show any kindness to him.
More of a disregard.
As a result, this child, who is only over three years old, cannot speak and is also afraid of meeting people.
Very timid.
Song Shi glanced at the yard and asked, "Where are your parents?"
"Going to the fields." Xu Yuan rubbed his fingers, feeling a little unhappy. In order to save money to buy milk powder for his son, he even quit smoking.
"Then what are your plans?" Song Shi handed over a piece of candy. He had also quit smoking recently. He was an old smoker. It was not easy to quit, so he always had a handful of mints in his pocket.
The nephew has no education and only has the skills to move bricks.
In my hometown, a small 18th-tier city, there are very few projects and low wages. It is really difficult to support a family of four.
Life teaches people a lot.
The most helpless thing is compromise.
To survive, compromise.
Xu Yuan looked at his wife, who was leading his stepson back to the house. He lowered his head and said, "Move out first. I still have some money. After two months, when the child is older, I will go to Province Z. My skills are okay, and then If we work harder, we can keep the whole family fed and clothed."
Unpopular.
He has been angry for half his life, and there is no reason why his wife and children should also be angry with him.
Song Shi nodded, "You are right to plan this way."
"Don't be impulsive if you have anything to do. Calm down and think about it more. If you encounter something that you really can't solve, you can call your aunts."
What this means is that your parents’ virtues are unreliable.
"Um."
Xu Yuan's voice was muffled.
Born into such a family, there was nothing he could do.
Before leaving, Xu Cuifang secretly gave Xu Yuan two thousand yuan. Her ability as an aunt was limited and she could only help him so much.
Song Dynasty also pretended not to know.
The family packed up their belongings, counted the days, and moved.
Something else happened before leaving.
Just like Xu Cuifang said, Old Man Song suddenly regretted leaving.
Live and die without moving the ground.
Song Shi sneered and asked his wife and children to pack their luggage.
"Walk!"
Soon the car started moving.
Never looked back.
Old Man Song leaned on crutches and watched the car getting farther and farther away, and soon disappeared from the end of his sight. He was not afraid at all, nor worried. His back was straight, his chin was slightly raised, and his posture showed that he was confident.
How fast you run now will be how urgent you are when you come back.
Want to leave your hometown?
Can.
Let’s wait until he’s dead!
In the car, Song Zidong looked forward and concentrated on holding the steering wheel.
a long time.
Xu Cuifang asked tentatively: "You really don't care about the old man anymore?"
"Don't worry about this, I have my own idea." He sat leisurely and leaned on the back of the chair. At this time, the phone rang. He looked at the call notification and picked it up quickly, "Hey, Lao Zhang, it's Yes, I can't help it. My children have grown up and have their own ideas. I really can't resist them. Of course I still think the old place is good. After all, I have been here for thirty years and I can't bear to leave. I can't bear to leave you good friends. Alas... .Yes, yes, okay, I will contact him directly when the time comes, okay, um, thank you, um, good brother... That's it, goodbye."
Xu Cuifang tilted her head, "Is it Zhang Shunyi?"
"Well, he has a lot of connections and introduced me to an engineering guy from Rongcheng."
"That's good."
Her heart finally fell to the ground.
It’s a new arrival, unfamiliar with the place, and the whole family doesn’t know how to live.
The future is murky.
Fortunately, Song Gou had been unreliable and did whatever he wanted for most of his life. This time he finally had some success, otherwise the family would have to suffer from the northwest wind.
The original dregs have a foundation, and to be precise, they are doing pretty well, so there is no need for him to throw them away.
