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"Strong plum! It was alright. We are both knowledgeable and cultured people, unlike the Da Ha couple who only have primary school education. Although we set up our stall in the same area as them and live close to them, we can be like lotus flowers that grow out of mud and remain unstained!”Xing Zhong said with a smile. The first time they met, he had brought her to Da Ha's house. He had also spoken in a low voice. The character he hated the most was tacky. If he encountered such a person, he would rather not marry a wife for the rest of his life!
"Xingzhong, you're right!" On the spot, she realized that their conversation was surprisingly consistent, as if they regretted not meeting each other earlier.
Zhang Luo looked at Da Ha and his wife, but at the same time, he was thinking about their own!
They were both very confident, although they were unfamiliar with each other's image in their family life. They had formed this kind of consensus since the day they met at the temple fair.
Later on, when they met at the second stone table in the east corner of the Martyrs Cemetery by the Wan River, they all talked about this matter. All the sweetness of love was shared there. It was not until they were introduced by the circus leader, Uncle Jianmei (formerly Xinghua's godfather), that they had a place to vent and store their love in the only best room in the Huang family's attic, which was facing the street.
"Ah, love!"
"Ah, life!"
At that time, they thought about this and walked into the simple and crude new room that they had decorated. They were ecstatic and emotional as they shouted the two sentences above. Later, they opened their arms at the same time and hugged each other tightly, as if they were embracing the whole world…
"You hypocrite. If you have the guts, do it with me on the street!”The naughty little woman was quarreling with Da Ha again, complaining endlessly. She stomped her feet! His hands clapped loudly!
In this situation, Jianmei thought again, perhaps Da Ha's business has been good recently, and he's fooling around with other women outside? Thus, she trembled in shock and hurriedly walked out of the place where they were quarreling.
"Yes, I was too excited today. I was angry in my heart. How did he know? You can't blame Xing Zhong. Why am I so angry all of a sudden? He would laugh at me for looking down on me over such a trivial matter. He would blame me! He closed the painting stall early today, so he must have prepared the food. Wait for me to go home--because during the last meal, I told him that I was going to visit my old classmate in Wanshi!”Jian Mei walked out of the attic at home and passed by Da Ha's stall to Wan Shi. After meeting her old classmates and understanding some of their form teacher's situation, she was on her way home from his school. She had been thinking about what happened that day. However, she could not bear to see her house empty and empty when she reached home!
On the table in her room in the attic, there was a cursive note written in excitement.
Dear Mei, my best classmate, Niu Zhigai (when I was studying in Wanzhong, I also chose him as the deputy head of the class), this time he took a leave of absence from the National Normal University because of his marriage. He is already at his fiancée's house. I'm only looking for him this time to help me revise a set of poems that I've recently written. I'll also visit my sixth grade class teacher and my two daughters at her house. As the White Jade and Black Jade sisters are both at home, I might be back a little late! Also, I bought a few cold medicine pills. I'm worried that a northerner like you won't be able to adapt to the Jiangnan water and soil and will easily fall sick! There's also the ginger soup and food that I've prepared. You can heat it up with the kerosene stove and eat it first…
Jian Mei opened the small stove they had set up downstairs, but there was nothing. What to eat? I'm starving. It's so uncomfortable! As for her father's student, her classmate who graduated from junior high school asked her to eat at the canteen of Dawan Normal University. She was embarrassed (her secondary school classmates still relied on the country to study at the Normal University for free food and lodging). She got married and started a family without being accepted. She should treat the poor student to a good meal!
What darling, what cold medicine, what ginger soup, what cooked food, all go to hell!
Her anger surged. The momentum was very fierce. Once it came up, it could not be stopped!
No, why not blame Xingzhong? He was a real man to his wife (especially since Jianmei was from another country!)）He didn't understand at all. What kind of man was he? What kind of loving husband and wife is this! Vulgar? How could this be called vulgar! How could she be compared to her old classmates, especially her father's primary school students who were in the same class and table as her in the same elementary school?
In her anger, Jian Mei had already crumpled the note into a ball and threw it on the desk in the room. She knew that Xingzhong had always been keen on amateur creation. He had written some poems (folk songs) many times at the construction site of the provincial capital's Linhua Factory. When they were printed and published in Changjiang Literature and Art, he was transferred from the provincial capital to the place where his uncle lived in Shancheng. Unfortunately, he had not even received his first payment! Later, when he entered the county's small chemical plant to produce turpentine and pine resin, he published several poems in the Shancheng County newspaper in succession. Only then did he get a few yuan in remuneration, which ensured that his manuscript was low and the cost of shipping was low!
When they were dating, Xingzhong had written a love poem for Jianmei. She also felt that it was not bad. It was better and more exquisite than the poems published by her class teacher in the county newspaper! However, when she suggested that Xingzhong submit another article, he was full of bookworms! He said that he would give it to her and didn't want a second reader. The times had changed, but he still insisted on throwing out those poems dedicated to all mankind and the Great Leap Forward. He would not regret it even if he missed a hundred times. He was such a stubborn and straightforward person, but he was also like a man! Page 14
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