Chapter 12 Lao Zhang's Philosophy (12)
Wang De ran back to Li Ying's aunt's house from Finance Department Street.Li Ying's uncle runs a small shop and is not often at home.My aunt is out today too.Wang Dejin went to the courtyard and walked dejectedly to the hut where he and Li Ying lived.
"Wang De! You came back early, what's going on?" Li Ying's sister asked through the window. "Auntie isn't home?"
"No, come in and tell me about you. Come in and see how hot it is in the yard!"
Wang Decai felt that his face was covered with sweat, and while wiping it, he went into the upper room. "Sister Jing! Does uncle have a letter?" Wang De seemed to have dissipated his anger, and began to care for others again.
"Sit down. Uncle has a letter, asking about Li Ying. At the end of the letter, it is mentioned that Lao Zhang has no intention of granting Mrs. Zhang's freedom."
Wang De, Li Ying and Li Jing - Li Ying's older sister - grew up together and met every day when they were young.Since her uncle's career was not going well, Li Jing went to the city to live in her aunt's house.She goes to school to study during the day and helps her aunt with housework at night. Now that she has graduated, she will no longer go to school.
She is two years older than Li Ying, but from the appearance, she is the younger sister and he is the elder brother.She has two gentle eyebrows, a round face, and her eyes are extremely bright, showing a calm and delicate appearance. When she was young, she loved Wang De more than she loved Li Ying. She loved Wang De's naughtiness, his It's funny, his smile has a dimple, his dark eyes...
Wang De loves her. From the perspective of environment, there is no other woman in the village who is more handsome than her, no one who loves him as much as she does, and no one who has read more books than her...
When they were young, she would tell him jokes, and in a blink of an eye, he would remake her jokes and tell her, sometimes the donkey's lips didn't match the horse's mouth.They see each other several times a day; they really don't see each other, they see each other several times in their dreams.When they can't see each other, it's like digging out their hearts and throwing them in the desert. The strong wind is blowing, the flying sand is blowing, and the hot sun is scorching; their hearts are broken, scorched, and turned into flying ashes!They saw, comforted, rejoiced, and their hearts were sewn together with love!
They are still as affectionate as they were when they were young, but they unconsciously have something more in their hearts, some unspeakable emotions.Not seeing each other when they were young, they cried; crying really comforted them.Now they can't see them, they just sit blankly, thinking dully, they would rather kill themselves than be isolated.They don't know why, just like a yellow butterfly chasing a white butterfly for no reason.
Their love grows with age.When they were lonely, they were vaguely a little bit starry, a little bit energetic, covering each other and stirring.Their deep heart fragrance, separated by three thousand worlds, seems to be able to connect into a thread for a long time, floating in the sea of love.When they met, they talked and laughed without shame; if they didn't meet, they thought about each other without shame, so that they were willing to sit together, live together, and die together without shame... "Sister Jing! Do you know Mrs. Zhang's history?"
"One point, I don't know the current situation."
"You—you and—"
"Wang De, what joke are you talking about?"
"The jokes are all gone today, you and the old—"
"What's the matter, Wang De?"
"Sister Jing, do you have a new novel, can you lend me one?"
"You tell me what you want to say!"
"I tell you, are you going to cry?"
"I won't cry, come on, Wang De, tell me!"
"Lao Zhang wants it," Wang De said here, when he heard the street door slam, and his aunt came in with big bags and small cans in her hand.
The two rushed out to pick up the things in her hands. My aunt glanced at Wang De and said nothing.Wang De put the things on the table, blushed and went to his hut.
Li Jing's aunt is in her sixties and is still in good health.Her appearance, figure, and clothing are no more novel than others.Put her among ordinary Chinese women, so that you can't tell which is her and which is someone else.You can describe her with everything about ordinary Chinese women, or you can use her to represent them.
She really loves Li Ying and Li Jing, and she really takes care of Li Ying and her brother, Li Ying's uncle.She is also really responsible for Li's ancestors, not only for the family, but also for all social morals and family discipline, she has a very righteous and self-respecting and responsible expression.She is a good woman, a good Chinese woman! "Girl! You are not a child of seven or eight years old. You should know how to be cautious in everything. Do you understand my words?"
"Aunt, you probably don't want me to talk to Wang De? Wang De is like my brother. I love him as much as I love Li Ying."
"Girl! Girl! I've lived to be almost sixty years old, and I've never seen a woman love a man with no evil intentions. Girl, you have a face to say you love him!"
"Aunt, what are you afraid of when you say 'love'?" Li Jing asked with a smile. "Girl, you want to talk back to me today, okay! Be so quiet! My old lady won't let you say it! Why don't you know the word love? Don't think I haven't studied!" No way?" Li Jing stepped forward to hold her aunt's hand, shaking it up and down, in order to please her. "Ah! Good boy! Don't talk about it from now on! Go make a pot of tea, and I'll buy you something good to eat."
The good woman was relieved, and happily put all the fruit snacks she bought on the plate.
Li Jing made the tea, and Li Ying came back.My aunt called Wang De over and shared the snacks and fruits with everyone. All she wanted was a rotten peach and a piece of crushed pastry. "Auntie, I can't eat so much, I'll give you some." Seeing that Auntie's snacks were too little, Li Ying handed her his plate.
"No! Li Ying! My aunt is willing to watch you eat with all my heart. As long as you have fat heads and big ears, it is my creation. Amitabha! The Buddha blesses you! If you have money, you can buy food for you besides asking Gaoxiang to offer Buddha!"
Good women don't lie, they really do!
"Li Ying, how is your business?" Li Jing deliberately avoided Wang De.
"I have some eyebrows. When my uncle comes back, I will discuss with him."
"You saw him?" asked the aunt.
"Yes, uncle will come back for dinner tonight."
"Li Ying! Go get some wine! Your uncle has no other hobbies, but a glass of pickled wine! Good boy, go!"
"Li Yingcai came back, tell him to rest for a while, I'll go get some wine." Wang De said to the good woman.
"Good Wang De, you go, you go!" The good woman took out the hot and shiny copper coins one by one from the one-foot-long pocket more and more slowly. "Do you know that hotel? Get out of this street and go south, not far away, on the east side of the road, there are five golden gourds hanging. It costs five coppers, one tael and two taels. Do you understand? Go! Good boy! Come back! There are pig ears in the pork shop across from the hotel, pick a thick one and buy one. He just likes to eat a crunchy sauce ear, doesn’t he? ——I Don’t worry, you young people are unreliable. Give me the wine bottle, and I’ll go. The mutton that Li Ying bought last time was blunted, and the meat was not cut open. I’ll go by myself!”
"I know how to buy it! I'm an expert in buying sauce ears!" Wang De wanted to laugh but was embarrassed, and then sneaked a look at Li Jing.
"I remember." The good woman really thought for a while. "You two don't need to go out to eat, can you eat with your uncle?"
Wang De didn't dare to answer first, but Li Ying suggested using their money to buy more vegetables, and everyone had a good time.The aunt agreed, and asked Li Ying and Wang De to go shopping and drink together.Because businessmen are good at bullying men, two people have four eyes, so they can be less deceived.Then he gave the two teenagers a meal before letting them go.
Li Jing helped her aunt to prepare everything in the kitchen. Li Jing handed over the spoon, and her aunt asked for a ladle; — and did not do a single thing right.