The journey from the Red Flag Brigade to the city is almost twenty miles, and it takes more than four hours to walk.
This does not include rest time on the road.
It would probably take longer if we rested.
But if you take a big mule into the city, you will be there in two hours.
We set out from the village at seven o'clock, dragging so many people with us, but we arrived in the city at nine o'clock.
This is the speed of a big mule!
After arriving at the location, we agreed on a time to gather, and everyone dispersed.
But because Aunt Song had brought food, one hundred and fifty kilograms, and a big bag of dried mushrooms and fungus, so she asked Uncle Hu to help deliver it to Aunt Song's house.
Zhou Dong knew the way and led the way.
Qiao Nianyao did not come over with Aunt Song to save money immediately because she saw two educated youths, Zhao Yulan and Chen Xuemei, also going to the post office, probably to send letters to their families or something.
So first come to the black market to buy brown sugar.
Aunt Song knew that she was going to buy brown sugar, so she quickly said: "Yao Yao, no need, why are you going to buy anything again?"
"I only come here with you, my aunt, at the end of the year. It's not good to go empty-handed."
Of course, the most important thing is that Aunt Song helped her sell the pair of jade bracelets for more than two thousand yuan without taking a penny from her.
This is the last time I went out this year, so I always bring something with me. It would be unreasonable to take nothing.
At the same time, Qiao Nianyao also thought about selling bracelets.
Aunt Song had never mentioned it to anyone before, but now that something happened to Song Qingfeng, she would probably talk to Aunt Song.
With this thought in mind, he wrapped his face with a scarf, covering most of it, and then quickly entered the black market. After a while, there were two more pieces of brown sugar wrapped in oil paper in the vegetable basket on his shoulder.
Most of the brown sugar nowadays is this kind of ancient brown sugar, which is a whole piece and hard.
If you want to eat it, you have to smash it with the back of a knife.
It would be a nice idea to bring these two pounds of brown sugar with me.
"In the past, your sister-in-law didn't really need to spend more money." Aunt Song said.
"I know my sister-in-law doesn't care, but this is also a little bit of my thoughts."
Aunt Song didn't say anything else. After going around for a while, she came to the post office and didn't see Zhao Zhiqing and the others.
Aunt Song comes to see Aunt Song every year, and she also drops in to save some money.
Originally, people in my hometown didn't have this awareness, so even if they had money, they kept it at home.
But isn't it true that Aunt Song, who married into the city, has the awareness to save money and earn interest on a regular basis?
Aunt Song asked Qiao Nianyao to go in and deposit it first, but she didn't follow. She didn't want to know how much money her nephew, nephew and daughter-in-law had, so the couple could just keep it to themselves.
Qiao Nianyao had two thousand yuan in her bankbook, and this time she used Song Qingfeng's bankbook to deposit it.
The money he brought back was deposited on a regular basis.
After she deposited it and came out, Aunt Song came in to deposit it herself.
Compared with Qiao Nianyao who deposited a large amount at once, Aunt Song only deposited thirty yuan.
Farmers who dig food in the fields will not get much money after earning enough food for next year.
It’s not easy to save thirty to enter.
Of course, it doesn't mean that the brigade just divided the 30 yuan, and there are still some spares on hand. The current situation is only possible because of God's blessing!
The past few years have been really good, and the weather has been smooth. However, if anything goes wrong, it will be a problem whether we can have enough to eat, let alone share the money.
How about asking Zhou Xiaoshan and Wu Meilan to pay ten yuan a year, which is similar to cutting meat.
It is really not easy for people in the countryside to save some money.
After saving the money, we came together to Aunt Song's house.
Aunt Song lives in the east of the city, and they walked for more than twenty minutes to get there.
Aunt Song's daughter-in-law Zhang Aimei was about to go out. When she came out, she saw them and immediately rolled her eyes and said, "Auntie is here!"
Aunt Song glanced at her, "Where is your mother-in-law?"
"Mom, auntie and the others are here!" Zhang Aimei shouted, then said perfunctorily, "I'm going to get busy first."
He immediately ignored Qiao Nianyao completely.
Although she is good-looking, she is not from the country, and she doesn't want to be entangled with them!
Qiao Nianyao's expression was also pale.
"That's what she has. She always looks at people with her nostrils. Don't pay attention to her!" Aunt Song said.
Zhou Dong and Aunt Song, who had delivered the food first, had already come out of the house.
"Come in, come in." Aunt Song greeted happily.
"How have you been lately?" Aunt Song was also happy to see her little sister, and she smiled and called Qiao Nianyao into the house.
"Auntie. Cousins." Fang Chunhua, who was doing laundry, saw them coming in and greeted them with a smile.
Zhang Aimei, whom I just met at the door, is the youngest daughter-in-law, Fang Chunhua is the eldest daughter-in-law, and there are three daughters in between.
Aunt Song gave birth to two sons and three daughters.
Aunt Song and Qiao Nianyao also greeted her. As for Zhou Dong, he was not young yet but he was younger, so he had to call Aunt Song, his aunt, and his cousin Fang Chunhua.
Aunt Song is going to make sugar water. At this time, it is popular to use plain water with sugar to greet important guests.
Aunt Song hurriedly said: "Don't make sugary drinks. If you are so panicked, just give us a glass of water."
Aunt Song smiled and poured each of them a glass of water. After they finished drinking, she made each of them a glass of sugar water before sitting down.
First, I chatted with Aunt Song about the family situation and Third Aunt Song.
Aunt Song and Third Aunt Song are twins. The two sisters look very similar.
Their mother's belly was very big when she was pregnant, so she was happy to hear experienced people say that they might be twins.
If you think about two people, no matter what, you have to have a son to come out and control the house, right?
The result was a pair of sisters.
Not to mention four girls at one time in those days, even now, the neighbors would laugh at the fact that it was necessary to cancel the household registration book.
Especially after their mother gave birth to the two sisters, she didn't get pregnant again for the next ten years, and they thought that would be like that for the rest of their lives.
He even wanted to keep Aunt Song, the youngest, as his son-in-law.
But they didn't expect that after so many years, their mother would be pregnant again, and a son would be born.
Needless to say, that kind of feeling.
Although it doesn't sound nice to say it, after having a son, I feel really proud and proud.
This also led to the spoiling of his son, which also led to the subsequent tragedy.
When Qiao Nianyao saw Aunt Song, she really had the illusion of seeing Aunt Song. But after all, she lived in the city. Aunt Song looked a little slender than Aunt Song. She was not as strong as Aunt Song who had been working all year round. She was also paler and younger. .
There is a difference between living in the city and in the country!
After caring about Aunt Song, Third Aunt Song felt relieved after knowing that everyone in the family was fine. As for Second Aunt Song, she didn't ask.
Aunt Song also annoyed her.
After exchanging pleasantries, Aunt Song told her about the injury to her nephew, Song Qingfeng.
"What?" Aunt Song was stunned for a moment and looked at her eldest sister, "Sister, are you kidding me?"
Although Zhou Dong came first, he didn't say anything about it.
"Can I still make such a joke with you?" Aunt Song also thought this was a joke, but her nephew would really have to spend the rest of his life on the kang.
