Suisui at Seventy

Song Weizheng withdrew his eyes on the book casually, and looked at Jiang Suisui: "Did you find it? If you don't find it, forget it. If it's okay, I'll leave."

Jiang Suisui hurriedly said: "Wait, right now!"

She turned her head and rummaged twice in the cabinet in the main room, and quickly found the bottle of medicated liquor.

"Look! I found it!" Jiang Suisui said happily, "Sure enough, it was put here."

Song Weizheng took the medicine bottle and said lightly: "Then I'm leaving."

Jiang Suisui looked at the back of his leaving, curled his lips and said to himself: "This person, it's really difficult to communicate."

·

"Educated Shen? Is Educated Shen here?" Zhang Wenfang stood outside the gate of the Educated Youth Institute, shouting inside.

After a while, a tall girl with shoulder-length short hair opened the door from the inside, gave her a strange look and said, "Looking for Shen Zhiwen?"

Zhang Wenfang nodded quickly.

Tall girl: "You will wait."

After speaking, she turned her head and walked to one of the rows of houses on the side of the yard, knocked on the door a few times, and shouted, "Shen Zhiwen, someone is looking for it!"

There was a vague reply in the door, and the tall girl didn't care, turned and left and went back to her room.

As soon as she walked in, she couldn't help but dislike her companions in the room: "This Shen Zhiwen is really accustomed to messing with flowers. It used to be the girl Miao Miao, but recently she changed another person."

Sitting by the bed, sewing and mending was a round-faced girl named Wang Xiaoyan. Without raising her head, she smiled and said, "Where are you in charge of other people? It is also the skill of other people who can provoke flowers, and it does not hinder us anyway."

On the other side, a thin and thin back was sitting at the table, holding a jar of cream and smearing it on. After listening to the conversation between the two, she chuckled lightly, with a little disdain: "Yes. Zheng Qing, you are Are you jealous of Comrade Shen, or do you like Comrade Shen? Why do you always make irresponsible remarks behind your back."

"Li Wanyue!" The tall girl, Zheng Qing, suddenly became anxious, "What are you talking about? Don't ruin my reputation! I just look down on Shen Zhiwen, can't you? A big man, weaker than a woman, shoulders You can't carry your hands and you can't mention it, but only hang the girl to help him. This kind of person really insults our reputation as an educated youth!"

Li Wanyue couldn't help but looked back, and looked at her twice: "Come on? What reputation do we have? If you are still a city person, then others might look at you high. Now, let's take a look at your five big and three rough styles. , Working faster and stronger than a man, his hands are as thick as tree bark, his face is as rough as sandpaper, and he has merged with the people here. Becoming a villager, is this the reputation you want?"

Zheng Qing was inexplicably humiliated and blushed with anger: "Li Wanyue, did I mess with you? The words are so bad!"

"I just let you recognize reality." Li Wanyue said quietly, "Zheng Qing, you came earlier than us, five or six years? Do you still want to go back?"

Zheng Qing stopped when he heard the words, and his expression gradually dimmed. Wang Xiaoyan, who was sewing and mending, also stopped her work and sighed.

Seeing the atmosphere stagnating, Li Xianghong, who hadn't spoken in the room, said: "Yes, let's, who can't think about it? But thinking is one thing, whether you can go back is another thing. Take one step and take a step to live your life. Let’s talk about the days of the past, you have to live well wherever you are."

Wang Xiaoyan echoed the rounds: "Yes, Sister Xiang Hong is right. Moreover, we are educated youths, who are from all over the world and get together. It is also fate. It's rare, so don't think about being unhappy."

"Hey." Li Wanyue didn't appreciate it, she snorted and said bluntly, "Of course you are happy, and everything is enough if you have someone."

Wang Xiaoyan blushed slightly. She went to the countryside with her partner Zhou Qiang three years ago. Her family had only one daughter, and she could have applied for the exemption from cutting the queue, but Zhou Qiang had already been called up. Wang Xiaoyan was reluctant to separate from him, so she secretly registered her name without telling her parents and went to the countryside with Zhou Qiang.

Wang Xiaoyan pinched the needle and thread and said embarrassed: "I am not..."

Seeing her like this, Li Wanyue silently shook her head and rolled her eyes. She had seen a silly person, had never seen such a silly person. She went to the countryside to stay for three years for a man. She didn't know when and what year she could go back. What did she want? Can Tu become a countryman with him?

On the side, Zheng Qing said to Li Wanyue with an unpleasant expression: "Envy Xiaoyan who has an object? Find someone yourself. There are so many lads in the village who are courteous to you. If you just order one, someone will be willing."

"Huh!" Li Wanyue snorted lightly, "What do you want you to find by yourself and push me? I'm looking for, and I must find the best, but I can't just do it casually."

"Okay, okay." Wang Xiaoyan saw that they were about to quarrel again, and hurriedly stopped. "Don't you two quarrel at a time when they don't agree with each other all day. Isn't it amiable?"

Li Wanyue didn't speak any more when she heard that, she turned her back again, took her box of cream and smeared it.

Zheng Qing held his breath and sat down by the bed, feeling very upset.

Li Xianghong walked over and patted her shoulder and said, "Okay, what a big deal."

Zheng Qing sighed and said with a bit of sorrow: "Sister Xiang Hong, do you think we can go back? Unconsciously, I have been here for almost six years..."

When I first came, I felt that life was so bitter and life was so difficult, but slowly she got used to it. After more than five years of this day after day, she went from hopeful to gradually desperate.

She met an educated youth who was not a young girl, because she could not see the hope of returning to the city, she silently accepted the reality, and finally got married with a similar villager, married and had children locally, and completely cut off everything in the past.

When doing farm work, I can’t get up because my back is sore. The work points earned each year are not enough to cover food. I am lonely and have no family members. When I am tired, I am hungry and sick, I can only take care of myself. At this time, she often thinks, or she should find someone to marry, with a support, maybe it can be easier.

Zheng Qing felt that she was almost unable to hold on, but Li Wanyue's words just stung her severely. Her hands are used to the hoe. How long has she not read a book?

Seeing her look sad, Li Xianghong also sat down and said, "What are you doing? I've been here for ten years, don't you still live like this?"

Zheng Qing asked, "Sister Xiang Hong, have you ever thought of just making a home here?"

Li Xianghong smiled and said, "I never thought about it."

"Why?"

Li Xianghong: "Why not, because this is not my home. My home is in the north, and all my relatives are there. I will go back someday."

Wang Xiaoyan leaned over and said weakly, "Sister Xiang Hong, but you have been here for ten years. If you can't go back later, will you stay alone?"

Li Xianghong: "What's wrong? I can just support myself by myself, and I have to take care of a large family when I am married. Bibi knows which one is better."

"And..." she said in a deep voice, "I always believe that one day, I will go back."

Zheng Qing didn't say anything, but he didn't agree with him. For ten years, Li Xianghong was almost 30 years old, and she couldn't imagine herself being smashed to 30 years old.

At that time, you may not be able to marry even if you want to marry.

Zheng Qing sighed, and fell into his thoughts again.

Seeing that she was in a bad mood, Li Xianghong didn't say anything, got up and went out, preparing to cook dinner.

Outside, the courtyard door was open, and Zhang Wenfang was no longer seen.

·

At this time, Zhang Wenfang was walking and chatting with Shen Zhiwen on the small road behind the educated youth office.

"Comrade Wenfang," Shen Zhiwen said with faint excitement, "Thank you for bringing me this good news."

Zhang Wenfang lowered his head slightly, and the temperature was so soft that water dripped out: "Shen Zhiqing, we are quite familiar, so don't call me comrades."

Shen Zhiwen showed a gentle smile: "Yes, even though we met by the water, we are very close to each other, Fangfang, can I call you that?"

Huh! Zhang Wenfang blushed immediately, and said overjoyed: "Of course you can, then, Shen Zhiqing, can I call you Brother Zhiwen?"

Shen Zhiwen: "Of course, it is my honor."

"Brother Zhiwen." Zhang Wenfang yelled sweetly, and then randomly said, "The news I just told you, don't tell others, my second uncle said it, and I have to discuss with the village head to determine the date. Announced."

Shen Zhiwen nodded quickly: "Of course, everything depends on the meaning of the village. But as far as I am concerned, I am really happy to help the villagers literacy. I think the progress of literacy is as fast as possible. After all, it is not now. Do they all advocate raising the knowledge level of the broad masses of the people? I also hope that our village can take the lead in this regard."

Zhang Wenfang looked at him admiringly: "Brother Zhiwen, what you said makes sense. I turned around and told my second uncle to let him run a literacy class quickly. I, I am also anxious to learn knowledge!"

"It won't be long before I am going to change my tongue again and call Zhiwen a teacher." Zhang Wenfang said shyly.

Shen Zhiwen waved his hand and smiled: "Everything hasn't been settled yet, not so fast."

"Don't worry, Brother Zhiwen," Zhang Wenfang packed up and said, "I told my second uncle, let him choose you to be the teacher of the literacy class, no problem."

"Then I would like to thank Fangfang again." Shen Zhiwen pretended to be teased, which made Zhang Wenfang shy again.

After bidding farewell to Zhang Wenfang and returning to the educated youth institute, Shen Zhiwen was full of joy, and he couldn't cover it.

Zhou Qiang, who was in the same room, was lying on the bed and doing nothing. Seeing him like this, he immediately teased: "Oh, after seeing the girl back, I am so happy to be like this? Tell me, what have you done?"

Shen Zhiwen waved his hand and said: "Don't think about it, just talk about conversation without doing anything."

Zhou Qiang "cut" and said, "Don't say forget it, men and women, it's not just such an idea, who doesn't know who?"

"Hey, if I want to tell you, you can do it too, with Miao Miao at the front and Fangfang at the back. Brothers admire it."

In front of his roommate, Shen Zhiwen seemed to have taken off his gentle disguise, and he smiled complacently: "It's nothing, women, don't you just like to listen to good things and like men to coax you? If you want, you too. Can."

"Hey..." Zhou Qiang folded his hands behind his head and said in a melancholy tone, "I'm like you, so free..."

"What?" It was Shen Zhiwen's turn to laugh at him, "Wang Xiaoyan is strict with you?"

"Can't be called Yan, she is staring at me all the time, she wants to follow me whatever I do!" Zhou Qiang said and became irritable, "Woman, once you have a fresh energy, you start to become annoyed."

He lay on the bed and complained to Shen Zhiwen about how boring and boring his subject was, while Wang Xiaoyan in the other room was still ignorantly mending the torn clothes of his subject...