Go back to the prosperous days and become a layman

Chapter 323 Chapter 322 Aftertaste
The packaging box of the sewing machine was large. With the help of two girls, Tang Zhitong tied it firmly to the back seat of the bicycle with a lot of effort.

After saying goodbye to Cao Shuangshuang, the young couple rode their bicycles and hurried home cautiously.

"Wenwen, I just remembered something. If this sewing machine is seen by a neighbor, I will probably ask you to process clothes in the future. How about we go back after the party?" Tang Zhitong thought of his childhood, where the stitches of the sewing machine were even and fine. The clothes made are very straight, but due to the scarcity of sewing machines, many neighbors who don't have them at home will ask for help in processing.

"It's okay, just do it according to your temper. It's just a good time to ease the relationship with the neighbors. Now there are many people outside who are jealous of our family." Xiao Wang is not indifferent to what is going on outside the window. He has also heard some rumors about the independent house and the three houses. A bicycle and two regular workers have caused many neighbors to suffer from "pink eye".

"Okay, let's go back now." Since Xiao Wang was mentally prepared, Tang Zhitong stopped trying to persuade him.

Since it was almost time for dinner, there were not many neighbors enjoying the shade at the intersection of Shijia Hutong.

Uncle Zhu was a single man, so the whole family was not hungry after one person had enough to eat. He finished his meal early and swung a cattail leaf fan to enjoy the coolness next to the water station. A few neighbors were fetching water for the family.

"Hey, Guzi, is this going to be a big item?" Lao Zhu saw the word "Sewing Machine" on the wooden box, and his one eye revealed the edge of gossip.

"Uncle Zhu, have you eaten?" Tang Zhitong nodded with a smile, slowly stopped the bicycle, put one foot on the ground, got off the bicycle, and switched from riding to pushing.

"It's done. You can get these four big items together soon." Lao Zhu stared at the wooden box, his eyes full of envy for Tang Zhitong, a beautiful wife, three times to get it together, the good life is just that.

"Mom, we can carry it, it won't sink." The wooden box was not light, but fortunately there were nailed crossbars on both sides for grasping. Wang Jingwen did not let her mother-in-law intervene, but carried it herself with Tang Zhitong.

Although Xiao Wang was mentally prepared, Tang Zhitong still related the purchase of the sewing machine to the thank-you letter sent by the street two days ago. It can only be said that Wu Haiyang's help came at the right time. After the street beat gongs and drums to promote it, some ghosts and snake gods were attracted in a short time. I won't openly argue with the Tang family.

"Did you buy it? I'll help you carry it to the wing." Zhang Guifang had already prepared the meal and was waiting for the young couple to come back for dinner. After hearing the noise, she went out and said.

"Let's eat first, the food is cold." Zhang Guifang ignored her little daughter and called her son and daughter-in-law to eat.

After more than a quarter of an hour, a brand new sewing machine was placed in front of the family.

"Haha, I made some contributions not long ago. The unit awarded me a ticket and we borrowed some money. We are going to fight famine next." Tang Zhitong's lies came out of his mouth. The reason why he said this was to make people laugh. People need to find some balance, Ah Q. The more unsatisfactory life is, the more you need this kind of spirit of masturbation.

"Brother! Brother! Open it and take a look, open it and take a look!" Fengzhi grabbed the steamed bun with one hand and put it into his mouth, while murmuring encouragement.

After eating, Tang Zhitong gathered his tools, followed by two followers, and started unpacking.

Even though classmate Xiao Wang would occasionally hit Tang Zhitong lightly, it was just a little fun between husband and wife. She still had the strength, and it was not weak. Tang Zhitong knew this very well, so he did not stop Wang Jingwen from joining her.

"It's a great contribution. This is the first time in our flower market in more than ten years." Lao Zhuba smacked his lips twice. He couldn't even envy him, so Tang Zhitong successfully changed the topic.

Tang Zhitong used pliers to unscrew the wire and dismantle the shelf.

"Okay, you can play. I'll clean up." Tang Zhitong handed the instructions, screwdriver and sewing needle that came with the sewing machine to Xiao Wang, and then turned to clean up the wood on the ground.

After arriving home, Wang Jingwen first put away her bicycle, and then held down the head of her husband's bicycle. Tang Zhitong took the opportunity to untie the rope and move the wooden box down.

"Go, you're not the one who's hungry for feelings, right?" Tang Zhitong rubbed Fengzhi's little head, this time using both hands.

As the main earners of the family, Tang Zhitong and Wang Jingwen definitely received preferential treatment at home. Although Fengzhi was hungry and grabbed the steamed bun to eat first, Zhang Guifang fried two vegetables and did not let her touch any of them.

The sewing machine is fixed by a wooden frame and iron wire, which is very strong. In addition, there is no such thing as violent transportation these days, so the sewing machine is intact.

Since the sewing machine is on the back seat of the bicycle, the head is light and the tail is heavy.

The wooden box of the sewing machine was nailed up with pine boards. Tang Zhitong first used a claw hammer to pull out the nails on the top of the wooden box. After seeing the fixed structure inside, he opened the box in a step-by-step manner.

Since the sewing machine had not been unpacked yet, no one said anything. In fact, they were all looking forward to seeing it, so the meal was eaten very quickly.

"It's so beautiful!" Fengzhi touched the workbench of the sewing machine with her eyes full of joy.

"I'll talk to you later. Let's go home and have some food first." Tang Zhitong didn't chat too much with Lao Zhu and pushed his bicycle back home.

Due to papermaking technology, only small items are now packaged in paper shells, and most heavy items are packaged in wooden boxes.

The wood removed from these packaging boxes generally becomes hidden benefits for the sales department.

Tang Zhitong assembled the wooden box as it was, carried it to the main room, and handed it to Zhang Guifang. When winter turns to spring, it will be perfect for storing quilts.

When Tang Zhitong returned to the wing, classmate Xiao Wang was threading needles and preparing to try out the sewing machine under the watch of two sisters-in-law. Tang Zhitong did not bother him, he found a pair of clean clothes and went to the bathroom to take a bath.

It's early autumn, and there's a bit of coolness in the morning and night. No matter what you do, it's most comfortable.

Tang Zhitong took a nice dip in the warm water of Huaqing Pool, dried his body, put on his clothes, and gave classmate Xiao Wang a new pool of water. When he returned to the wing, the two expressionless sisters were still there!

"What time is it? Stop looking and go to bed." Tang Zhitong went over, one in each hand, put his hands on the heads of the two sisters, turned slightly toward the door, and motioned for them to leave.

Fengzhen had no intention of resisting at all, so she took her sister's hand and started to walk out.

Fengzhi was a little reluctant, staring at the thumping sewing machine and muttering: "The gray magpie has a long tail and forgets his sister when he marries his wife."

"Hey, you unlucky kid. I'll see you tomorrow." Tang Zhitong gave Fengzhi a blow. This kid, as long as his nutrition can keep up, his mind will be active. When he was young, he also had a lot of magic to change ancient poems, lyrics.

I didn't wake up from my spring sleep. I was bitten by mosquitoes everywhere. I was infected with dichlorvos and I don't know how many people died.

The sun is shining in the sky, and the flowers are smiling at me. The little bird said early, early, early, why are you carrying your little schoolbag, what kind of school do I want...

The list goes on and on.

"And you, stop practicing, put some water on me, and go take a bath." Tang Zhitong sent his two sisters away, first found some clothes for Xiao Wang, then returned to her and rubbed her earlobes with both hands. said.

"I hate it." Xiao Wang pulled her husband's hand away, reluctantly stopped, got up, took clothes and towels and went to take a shower. Tang Zhitong took out a poetry collection from the bookshelf and flipped through it.

The development of poetry is very interesting, from the earliest Book of Songs, to the later Chu Ci, Han Yuefu, to Tang poetry, Song lyrics, and Yuan opera.

There are many popular masterpieces in every period.

The Book of Songs is subtle and beautiful, and the Tang poems are majestic and majestic, all of which make people enjoy talking about them.

In the Song Dynasty, the lyrics became more petty, and the Yuan poems were mostly love-related. After that, there were even fewer excellent works. Modern poetry...

The poems and songs of each period have their own characteristics, but each period will be mixed with some complaints about "talents not being appreciated".

Tang Zhitong was young twice. When he was young last time, he didn’t understand why the poem was not reused if it was so good.
Only when I get older do I realize that no one likes people who like to complain and are arrogant.

During the last 280 years of the Tang Dynasty, there were many poets, but those who could reach high positions were the ones who complained least or even not at all!
If you complain too much to prevent your gut from breaking, you should keep an eye on the scenery.

Tang Zhitong did not read those complaining poems, but caught a poem by Tang Yin to read carefully:
The clothes are faded and half shy, like hibiscus, timid in autumn. The heavy wetness makes the rouge penetrate, the peach blossoms are on the ferry, the red leaves are in the ditch...

Wow, what a rich experience, and the writing is great!

After bathing, classmate Xiao Wang has a snow-skinned appearance, graceful eyebrows, soft jade and soft flowers, and Tang Zhitong with graceful lips.

A very fitting poem, it’s another beautiful day…

On Tuesday, the Ghost Festival, Zhang Guifang led her two daughters to complete the memorial service at home, while Tang Zhitong went to work as usual.

After arriving at the unit, Tang Zhitong went to find Fangyuan first, but he couldn't wait for Fangyuan to find him. That would be too ignorant.

"Brother Yuan." Tang Zhitong saw that the door to Fangyuan's office was open, so he walked straight over, saw that he was inside, and knocked on the door.

"Euclidean, come in. How was yesterday?" Fangyuan had laid out the newspaper on his desk and was staring at it. He looked up and saw Tang Zhitong and asked cheerfully.

"Hey, I asked for a sewing ticket." Tang Zhitong handed Fangyuan a cigarette and handed over the money at the same time.

"It's not much. Lao Su didn't give me more?" Fang Yuan took the cigarette and was a little dissatisfied with the ticket.

"Chief Su let it slip. Bureau Hu suggested this. I personally don't think it's appropriate to ask for too much. In addition, we just lack a sewing machine at home, so we didn't make any other requests." Tang Zhitong lit up his cigarette and put the Yesterday, Lao Su described it to Fangyuan.

"That's pretty much it. When are you going to buy it? Do you have the money to spare? I still have a little more to do." After knowing the cause and effect, Fangyuan nodded and approved of Tang Zhitong's approach.

"I have enough money, and I have some tiger skin money from the ancient capital. To be honest, brother Yuan, my wife and I went directly to the department store yesterday and took her home that night." Can you take the initiative to lend you money? His friends were all very interesting. Tang Zhitong cherished this friendship and did not hide it.

"Hey! You guys are so fast." Fang Yuan laughed after hearing this and brushed off the matter.

"It's fresh. I'll buy it first to practice my skills. My sister-in-law is also a few months old. If you have any sewing work at home, you can leave it to me to ensure the quality and quantity." Fangyuan has been a regular practitioner for a long time and has a monthly salary of 100 yuan. , I have saved up money to buy one, and Tang Zhitong saw it when he went to Fangyuan's house.

"Okay, I won't be polite to you when I need it." Fang Yuan responded with a grin, thinking of the third child who was about to be born, the joy on his face couldn't be hidden.

The two brothers chatted some more about how to write large characters, and then Tang Zhitong went back to his office to fish, read newspapers, and practice calligraphy. It was still a good day...

When she got home, Zhang Guifang saw Tang Zhitong coming back, choosing vegetables in her hand, and told her son what happened today: "Today, the threshold of our house was almost trampled down."

"What's wrong? I came here to make clothes for you?" Tang Zhitong washed his face and responded cheerfully.

"How can it be so fast? I'm still full of energy. I want to see if I can live well first." Zhang Guifang was not confused and was not dazzled by the compliments of her neighbors.

"Then what did you say?" Tang Zhitong sat down and helped choose vegetables. They had finished eating the vegetables in the yard. They were bought from the grocery store. They had old stems and rotten leaves, and the quality could not be compared with those grown by themselves.

"I said I don't know how. Let my daughter-in-law learn first, and then help the big guys after she has mastered her skills. This will save me from ruining the material." Zhang Guifang's words revealed a shrewd energy. She would not refuse, but she would not give anything. Just put off the exact date.

"Jingwen said yesterday that if anyone came to her door with a request, she would be willing to accept it, which can be regarded as improving the relationship between neighbors." Tang Zhitong told Zhang Guifang what Wang Jingwen said yesterday.

"Then you have to practice with your own hands first. You are all busy and don't hear much about the neighbors. A while ago, a family bought a sewing machine in the Xihua Market. Someone came to ask for help, but they couldn't resist. As a result, the work was not satisfactory, and the owner asked them to pay for it. ." After hearing this, Zhang Guifang shook her head and added: "It won't cost much to hand it over to an outside shop. I just want to take advantage. It's not an old friendship for many years, so I can't accept this matter."

"Okay, I'll listen to you. I'll tell Jingwen tonight." Maybe it's because he doesn't live in a large courtyard. Tang Zhitong has never paid much attention to these things in the neighborhood. He has been on good terms with the Ma family since he grew up. We are just acquaintances.

"If we eat at the same table, I'll tell her myself to save you from saying the wrong thing." This matter involved her daughter-in-law, Zhang Guifang was worried, and decided to discuss how to deal with it.

When facing Zhang Guifang, classmate Xiao Wang is easy to talk to.

When her mother-in-law asked if she could help, Wang Jingwen said with a smile: "Mom, this matter is entirely up to you. You can take over the work from whomever you want to help. If you really can't shirk it, just tell me and I will handle it."

"How do you deal with it?" Tang Zhitong asked curiously. He had never seen Wang Jingwen deal with neighbor relations.

"Let's look at the fabric. It took more than ten days to make it according to our family's measurements. Just say that the craftsmanship is trendy. If it's not done well, I'll give you a smile and compensate them for the fabric tickets and money. I just happened to plug this hole. Let's close it. From the beginning, we only make our own products." Wang Jingwen is just impatient to deal with such trivial calculations of ordinary people, and usually worries about her mother-in-law's feelings and is unwilling to use outside tactics.

"That's a way. Mom, does the store in Xihua Market also use this trick?" Tang Zhitong sounded familiar to his ears and remembered the example Zhang Guifang mentioned before cooking.

Zhang Guifang heard her son ask this question, and after thinking about it carefully, it seemed that this was really the case.

"What happened at Xihua Market?" Wang Jingwen asked her husband.

Tang Zhitong recounted to Wang Jingwen what Zhang Guifang said in the afternoon.

"It's not surprising. Don't be afraid of old age in the moves, as long as they are easy to use." Wang Jingwen smiled at this.

(End of this chapter)