Siheyuan: Starting from Saving Qin Huai Ru

Chapter 10 Tell you the story of the crescent moon

The future that Qin Huairu imagined is very simple, and it can be said that it has the characteristics of this era.

At this time, the worker is the big brother, it is not a lie.

I work and commute on time every day. Although the standard of living is not too high, it is really relatively fair. I have a house to live in and food to eat. Compared with farmers who can only earn work points in the countryside and eat moldy sweet potatoes and steamed buns, they are really much better. .

Moreover, work is prepared to be passed on from generation to generation. When the father dies, the son takes over. This family has an iron rice bowl, and no one can move it.

So in Qin Huairu's imagination, Bang Geng got a job with an iron rice bowl, and his two daughters married iron rice bowl workers, so he was satisfied.

The children have no worries about food and clothing, and can be fed and warm. What else can she worry about?
This is the simplest value.

Unfortunately, she doesn't know that after the wave hits in the future, people's minds will catch up with the trend and be blind to consumption. If you have a black and white TV, you will want a color TV, if you have a color TV, you will want an LCD TV, and you will want a house and a car.

In the end, if you don't have the ability to catch up with the trend and don't have enough money, you will be deprived of your human attributes.

What's more, she doesn't know that her children are equally insatiable, and she will never be able to satisfy their needs.

All the supposed happiness and iron rice bowls will come to naught in the future.

He Yuzhu smiled after hearing Qin Huairu's words: "Where's Aunt Zhang? You haven't thought about her future?"

"she?"

Qin Huairu smiled: "She is sick all over, complaining of pain all day long, and taking painkillers every day to be able to sleep. How can she be an old man in the future?"

The implication is that Jia Zhang, who takes painkillers all day to sleep, will definitely not be able to last for a few years.

Qin Huairu's judgment was obviously wrong. She only knew that Jia Zhang's painkillers were taking more and more, but she didn't know that Jia Zhang's was a typical drug addiction - taking medicine mainly for the pursuit of drug stimulation and satisfaction, not for What a pain reliever!
Jia Zhang is not a veteran who has been on the battlefield, and she doesn't have old injuries all over her body. How can she need to take so many painkillers every day?
"You're wrong, Miss Qin!"

He Yuzhu said slowly: "Did you know that there is a kind of medicine in the painkiller tablet, which can soothe people's nerves and relax people's mind, even if they are used for sleeping?"

"Aunt Zhang is addicted to this painkiller. It's like a child playing glass balls. The more she plays, the happier she is."

"In the future, your family's money in this area will be indispensable."

"Besides, Aunt Zhang eats and drinks well, and the painkillers let her sleep well. Just think about it, will this kind of person live long?"

Qin Huairu stood up in shock, and lost her voice: "No way?"

"No, He Yuzhu, how do you know so much? Have you asked the doctor?"

What He Yuzhu said was not at all the same as he used to be, a stupid cook, so Qin Huairu immediately thought of this possibility.

He Yuzhu couldn't explain it, so he simply nodded and admitted: "Well, I asked the doctor if eating, drinking and sleeping well alone can lead to a long life, and the doctor told me that it must be a long life."

"Sister Qin, look at your mother-in-law, what does it seem like she can't live long?"

"She has lived a long life, what can I do?"

Qin Huairu whispered subconsciously, seeing He Yuzhu's surprised gaze, he explained: "Yuzhu, you don't know, my monthly salary is only more than 20 yuan, and the painkiller pills cost [-] to [-] cents a day."

"I used to buy painkillers for five or six yuan a month, but this year I bought painkillers for ten yuan a month. The children in my family can't get enough of stick noodles!"

"I was still thinking that her old man will have to go down in less than two years."

"If she lives so long, she will eat half of my salary every month, what should I do?"

After saying these words, Qin Huairu also felt a slip of the tongue: her character has always been filial to the elderly, why did she say such things to He Yuzhu today?

He won't have any misunderstandings about himself because of this, right?

Unexpectedly, He Yuzhu didn't mean to ridicule or discriminate at all: "Sister Qin, what you said is true, you really told me the truth."

"If you tell me that no matter what, you have to provide Aunt Zhang with painkillers, then there is really no need for us to talk about it today!"

Qin Huairu listened carefully, seeing He Yuzhu's completely different expression from before, for some reason, he remembered the lump under his long johns before.

My heart trembled slightly, and I couldn't help listening more seriously.

He Yuzhu talked eloquently: "Now that we are liberated, it is a new era."

"The concept is very different from before. Even a mother-in-law has no reason to force her daughter-in-law to death just to make herself more comfortable."

"Aunt Zhang is not too old, is she? You can still do sewing and mending, right?"

"Sister Qin, I will give you such a suggestion. Let Aunt Zhang do some odd jobs to make money for herself. You don't have to worry about how much she earns. Give her food and drink every day. This is considered filial piety."

"Painkiller consumption, if she has money, she can take it by herself, but she can't drag you down, especially the three children; without money and conditions, she shouldn't take painkiller."

Qin Huairu showed embarrassment: He Yuzhu's words are nice, but Jia Zhang is not a person who can reason at all!
Can she agree to do odd jobs?Could she not reach out for painkillers?
That's the sun coming out of the west!

"Yu Zhu, you think everything is right, but—"

Qin Huairu hesitated, obviously he didn't have the guts to speak to Jia Zhang.

When a shrew like Jia Zhang started a scene, she didn't care about Qin Huairu's face at all, she would say all kinds of nonsense.Whenever Qin Huairu wanted to save face, he didn't want to touch this explosive bag that exploded when poked.

He Yuzhu smiled: "Sister Qin, let me tell you a story."

Qin Huairu didn't know how many times he looked at He Yuzhu differently tonight, but when he heard He Yuzhu's words, he still couldn't help laughing.

"Yu Zhu, you are a cook, you can tell stories?"

"What's wrong with the cook? The cook is not allowed to read and write?" He Yuzhu smiled mysteriously, "I have read a lot recently."

This sentence can be regarded as saying the reason for today's temperament change. When Qin Huairu looked back and thought about it again, he immediately "understood" that He Yuzhu had read a lot of books, and that's why his temperament changed.

"Okay, tell me, what is the story?" Qin Huairu waited for He Yuzhu to say with an interesting attitude.

He Yuzhu said calmly: "That's the story of "Crescent Moon"."

Crescent Moon is a novella written by Lao She. It tells the story of a mother and daughter who become prostitutes in the despair of the old society.

Speaking of it, He Yuzhu said that the core of the story has not changed, and he specially made an adaptation for Qin Huairu.

It was changed to a story of two mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, her husband died one after another, and she was helpless and unable to live.

In order to bring up the children, the mother-in-law first became a prostitute, and the daughter-in-law became a prostitute again...

In the end, in order to increase the "toxicity", I deliberately hinted that the children raised in this way will become the third generation of prostitutes...

Don't kill people, just kill people!
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