Chapter 7 Chapter VII

The small gravel rolled and rolled, making a creaking sound.Shuqin pushed the ladder-shaped long-handled puller to crush on the field allotted to her family.There was a heavy rain last night, the scene was softened by the rain, and the potholes were stepped on by people's feet. It must be crushed as soon as possible before the ground dries.In the past, the work of grinding the scene was always done by men, but now each family farms and farms, and each family sweeps the snow before the door.Her dear man, Zhao Peng, went to the factory to negotiate with foreigners, so naturally she was the one to push Xiaoluan in the mill.

She removed a layer of firewood ash on the soft dirt field, put wet soil on the place where there were foot pits, leveled the scene, and then pushed up small creaking gravels and placed them side by side. Push it over, push it over.The noon sun hung over her head like a fire, steaming up the water vapor on the ground, the air was stuffy, and beads of sweat dripped down her face. She was very happy and proud. Her man was picked up in a shiny car and sat across the table with the blond foreigner to negotiate. What a glorious and great thing this is!Not to mention the peasants in the small village of Zhao, among the 10 and 20 cadres, teachers and workers who work in the county or in Xi'an, who has ever sat in a car?Who has the ability to deal with foreigners?Only his man Zhao Peng!These self-evident decent things, in any case, cannot but make our lovely rural woman Jiang Shuqin feel radiant on the face, full of heart, and feel proud from the inside out.She pushed the little luan, wiped the sweat with her sleeves, and walked forward, her steps were light and quick, and she didn't feel tired.

"Sister-in-law Shuqin!" Shuqin turned her head and saw Wang Xiuzhen walking into the arena with a basket of firewood, her thick waist was twisting, her big nipples were trembling under the thin polyester shirt, her red face was bulging out from her overly plump muscles , The eyes are also squeezed flat, always seeming to be smiling.She hurriedly replied, "Are you here too?" "When you're done using it, lend me the luke." Wang Xiuzhen bent down, pouted her fat buttocks, and wiped ashes from the nearby scene, "Is it possible?" "It's done! Why can't it be done!" Shuqin responded happily.

After she finished spreading the ashes, Wang Xiuzhen threw down the bamboo cage and came over to help her push the bag.This chubby sister-in-law of the same generation is like a melon, walking side by side with her, she can feel a warm breath all over her body. "Sister-in-law—" Wang Xiuzhen called affectionately. "Well—" Shuqin responded affectionately. "You are so blessed!" Xiuzhen made no secret of her envy. "I have a 'tofu'"!Shuqin said with a reserved smile. "Brother Peng, sit in the sleeping car! Tsk tsk!" "I'm still the same as you——Tui Lu Ke."

"I heard that brother Peng is going to meet foreigners today?" "Foreigners are also human!" Pushing to the west end, the two turned around at the same time, and walked backwards holding the dial with one hand. "Sister-in-law Shuqin, will you move into the city after receiving Bi Mai?" "Ok!" "You don't push Lulu anymore!" "I still like to push! Zhier——Guer's strange sound is very nice!" "You are so blessed! You followed Brother Peng and went to the city to become a resident!" "The countryside is better now..."

Wang Xiuzhen suddenly put her arms around Shuqin's neck, crawled up to her ears, and said, "Sister-in-law, you are really lucky and lucky to sleep with a man of great knowledge like Brother Peng for a lifetime!" Shuqin blushed, broke away from Xiuzhen's embrace, glanced left and right, fearing that the men wearing straw hats pushing her back would hear, she lightly punched Xiuzhen in the waist, signaling with her eyes not to say the name again. The sour words, the defensive men listened. Xiuzhen looked around, didn't care, and said even more vigorously: "Sister-in-law! The intellectual is holding you in the dark, I'm afraid it's you..."

"Aha! You rotten mouth!" Shuqin's face was hot and embarrassing, and she scolded, "Make me happy with my old sister-in-law!" "Your life is not in vain..." "Don't you have a man?" Shuqin lowered her voice and attacked the opponent, "Brother Cangwa looks like a stallion, it's not enough for you..." "My idiot! Kissing your time, it's almost breaking a person's bones! Annoying your time, one punch can make people turn over eight times!" Xiuzhen counted her man, Cangwa, Reckless, can't tell if it's resentment or love.She smiled and said to Shuqin, "If I had a gentleman like Brother Peng, I would respect him like a god all day long!"

"That's great! I'll tell Brother Peng later that you don't like him as a man!" Shuqin smiled cheerfully, "Let him sleep with you!" "If you don't interfere—" Xiuzhen couldn't keep her mouth shut even more, "I can't wait! Hahaha..." "Xiuzhen, you are so cheeky! Yay!" Shuqin herself had already burned her cheeks and scolded, "Say it in front of your Brother Peng!" "Huh——" Xiuzhen restrained her smile and said dejectedly, "Really! We were talking nonsense together, but when I saw Brother Peng, I couldn't even say a single strange word. He is a man, it's time for us to deal with it. Bajing respects him!"

Shuqin wiped off her sweat and smiled: "Okay, my scene is done, let's do it for you!" "Go back!" Xiuzhen said, "With my fat body, it's not worth pushing this little piece of wood!" Shuqin let go of her hand, believing the words of this open-hearted sister-in-law of the same generation, and handed Xiao Luzhen into her hands. "My sister-in-law, don't take it seriously!" Xiuzhen pushed Xiaoluan towards the scene of her house, then turned around and said, "You and I don't dare to say those bad things to Brother Peng! If you say it, I will be afraid in the future." How should I meet and talk to Brother Peng?"

"Ha! You're so timid!" Shuqin smiled vindictively, "That thick face of yours won't bleed even with an awl, so I'm ashamed!" Xiuzhen has already pushed Xiao Luzhen in her family's scene.Shuqin sat under the big-leaf poplar tree at the head of the field, fanning herself with a straw hat to catch the cold.Xiuzhen's husband, Cangwa, works as a porter in a factory in the city. He is a temporary worker under contract and is not allowed to go home when the wheat is harvested.Xiuzhen mowed four or five acres of wheat on the sloping field by herself, and pushed back cart after cart, which was more agile than ordinary soft-hearted men.She doesn't complain about Cangwa, the contract in the factory is strict, if Cangwa comes back to cut the wheat and the factory changes people, their family will not have a monthly income of 100 yuan; once the summer harvest is over, what can Cangwa do with free time!She gritted her teeth, harvested and transported with one hand, freed up her baby to earn money in the factory, and her enthusiasm for living was so high!When Cangwa comes back on Sunday, she beats eggs and makes dumplings for him, just for fear that his health will suffer!She was talking nonsense about a man as knowledgeable and gentle as Brother Peng, she was just joking!With her open mouth, from the east of the village to the west of the village, she doesn't even care about her seniority!

Shuqin pulled down the piled wheat sheaves and planted them on the ground. She had covered them all night, and the wheat sheaves were already hot after being exposed to the rain. What blood and sweat!She was pulling the sheaf of wheat with great vigor, and Xiuzhen made jokes, but it aroused her affection for her dear Zhao Peng.Not only Xiuzhen, but many sisters of the same generation in the village said that she was lucky! In the past, the working day of the production team was worthless, and the food was not enough to eat every year. Few of the purely agricultural families without fixed income lived a relaxed life.Her Zhao Peng is a genuine university graduate. Although she works in the factory like a worker and is reformed, she is a smelly intellectual, but her salary is very handsome, with sixty-five yuan a month, excluding living expenses and smoking. , he gave her forty yuan a month, which is already very enviable in the small Zhao village. Thanks to Zhao Peng!Shuqin pulled down the sheaf of wheat on the evaporating pile of wheat, sweating profusely, staining her eye circles and cheeks with burning pain.More than just money!Zhao Peng has lived with a rural woman like her for more than 20 years, and has never disliked her, nor played tricks in the city's flamboyant world, which has made it impossible for her to respect him everywhere and take care of him enthusiastically! She remembered the first time she met him.My brother brought his classmate to the house, and she really didn't like him when she saw his stupid look!Unexpectedly, he fell in love with her.She had just passed the radio technical school, and this Zhao Peng found her school, and within ten words, he said that he was in love with her, and that he had fallen in love with her since the first meeting a year ago.She felt it was absurd, she had only met twice, and she hadn't said a dozen words, and it was absurd for her to express her opinion!How many times did the lovers described in the novel have to communicate with each other before they uttered this crucial sentence.She hadn't walked with him, or seen a movie, or even passed a single letter, which was ridiculous!She resented him a little at that time, she shouldn't have found the school rashly, and said such difficult words in person, she should have written a letter first... She said yes!Whether it was absurd or frivolous, she only felt flushed and hot, her heart was almost suffocated, her throat was squeezed by the swollen blood vessels, and she couldn't speak, so she nodded silently.There was no way, she only had a vague but undeniable feeling at the time: she had to agree to this person! She nodded, and before she could look up at his reflection, Zhao Peng had already jumped over from the table and hugged her shoulders. Her girly cheek was stabbed by a man's stubble for the first time. mouth, almost dizzy. "Don't worry!" he said as he left, "Just ask your brother what kind of person I am!" "I don't ask anyone," she said, "I go by my feelings." After studying in a technical secondary school for a year, the country is entering a year of severe economic difficulties. Finally, a decision has been handed down. The school will be closed and the students will return to their hometowns.She didn't panic. It was no surprise that several secondary technical schools had already closed.She completely listened to the mobilization report of the school's party committee and wrote a letter of determination to share the country's worries and bear the pressure of difficulties. She is a member of the Communist Youth League!Her feelings at that time may only be understood by passionate youths from the early 1960s. She didn't tell him that she was afraid that he would have unnecessary burdens that would affect his studies.She planned to write to him after returning to her hometown by the Weihe River, that would be more calm.She wanted to offer to break off the engagement so that she would not be a burden to him. Just as she was packing up and preparing to leave school, Zhao Peng rushed over and got the news from nowhere.Without saying a word, he walked out of the school gate with her quilt on his back.They didn't take a car, and walked to the city center along the wide, green road in the southern suburbs of the city.He dragged her into a restaurant and spent nearly ten yuan to buy four dishes, one soup, two liang of wine, and put them on the table. Regardless of her dissuasion and opposition, he insisted on buying these meals without spending money. Come on, let her sit at the table stupidly, ten yuan, in such a difficult time, what does it mean to the two poor students from the countryside!She was puzzled, seeing her off shouldn't be too far beyond their economic power! "Shuqin, here's a glass of wine!" He opened his mouth solemnly at this moment, handed a small glass of wine to her, and picked up another glass himself, "I announce that we are getting married today!" "Ah—" she couldn't help shouting out in shock. He tilted his neck, poured a cup full of wine down his throat, stared at her eyes passionately and solemnly, expecting. She wanted to cry, but couldn't speak out.She fully understood his intentions, and she couldn't predict his decisive and abrupt behavior, and now she was moved to tears.She really wanted to rush over, hug his neck, and yell "Brother" three times!There were so many people in the restaurant that it was not a place for her to indulge her emotions. She picked up the transparent glass and poured it into her mouth without spilling a drop. For the first time in her life, she tasted all the mellow aroma of this strong liquor.She couldn't restrain herself, she tilted her head to his chest, and called out softly, "Brother Peng!" They sat down to eat and drink, and there was not a mouthful of food left, and not a drop of soju, and they ate it cleanly. "You carry the quilt back to our house!" He said, "Let's go to the commune tomorrow to get a marriage certificate. Don't hold any ceremony, so as not to make it difficult for the old people at both ends! When relatives ask, they say that we are here. There was a wedding at the school!" He had laid out everything exactly, so what could she say?She completely trusted Zhao Peng and carried her luggage to Zhao Village. "We live together, and you'll know what I am!" he said to her. "I don't like making wishes much." She and he walked into Zhao Village and the gatehouse of Zhao Peng's house.Zhao Peng announced to Lao Cheng's parents that he and she had held a "new revolutionary wedding" at school.The two old men were completely convinced, and moved out of a small house, and she and he walked into the bridal chamber like this... Shuqin planted all the sheaves of wheat, and the summer afternoon sun was like fire, and the wheat awns softened by the rain were tied up again, making crunching noises in the sun.She felt thirsty, and her throat felt dry and astringent, as if she had choked on a puff of smoke.She was going home, and she took a look at Wang Xiuzhen, who was pushing the small rollers and crushing the scene. Her red face had turned into a purple-black pig's liver due to sweat and sun exposure. She freed her right or left hand from time to time, Pushing the little luke forward with the waist against the rack, lifting the left or right side of the skirt to wipe the sweat on the cheeks, the white belly is exposed, and the men nearby are not afraid of seeing it.Shuqin looked at her, amused in her heart, this savage Wang Xiuzhen said such sour and filthy words just now, it's really funny!Her dear man, Zhao Peng, is such a straightforward and single-minded real man!Well, you bastard Wang Xiuzhen, even if you use steel bars, you won't be able to tie him around your waist...