Chapter 8 It is difficult for every family to recite sutras
Fang Bai didn't know what others thought when they saw him riding a new bike, but he was quite happy anyway.
I am getting closer and closer to home, I feel timid in my hometown, and I feel a little nostalgic for my home.
"Hey, isn't that Fang Shi's son? A villager who works in the same valve factory as him said that three of his fingers were cut off by a machine. Hey, he's so young. It's really tragic."
"Yes, it will be difficult to find a job and find a wife in the future. It's really unlucky."
"Whose car is he borrowing? It's a new car."
Many villagers on the road looked at Fang Bai with pity and started gossiping.
Fang Bai didn't ride very fast. He heard a lot of things but didn't say anything. He was used to it in his previous life.
Moreover, these villagers are right. If the three fingers are broken and the right hand cannot use strength, it means that it is difficult to make a living.
When we were still a hundred meters away from home, we met our neighbor's second aunt, who also said hello to Fang Bai. Fang Bai had no choice but to brake and stop to talk to her.
"Fang Bai, you are discharged from the hospital."
"Well, I just came back from the hospital."
"Oh, you are making trouble, what are your plans for the future?"
"Just take it one step at a time, haha." Fang Bai smiled and answered perfunctorily. If he was told to re-read, people thought he might not be able to read it.
If he talks about doing business, wouldn't he be laughed at? Maybe within a few hours the whole village will know that he doesn't know the limits of the world and is still doing business!
"That's not possible. You can do some easy work, save more money, and marry a wife early. You see, there are many unmarried people in their thirties in the village. Don't join in the fun with them."
Fang Bai still has a smile on his face. Now, as long as he is not married after the age of thirty, he will be criticized by the villagers for being mentally ill. But after thirty years, there will be many unmarried bachelors over the age of 30 in the village.
Chatted for a while and then continued riding home.
Judging from the attitude of the villagers towards him, they were not optimistic about his future, and he was basically sentenced to death.
Whenever there is something new in the village, it quickly spreads around the village. The old ladies and old men who gather under the banyan tree at the head of the village to chat are all propaganda activists, and they can reveal everything about his family.
As we got closer and closer to home, the road that followed was narrow and winding. The road that had been damaged by bullock carts was filled with ravines, making it inconvenient to ride a bicycle. Fang Bai had to get off the car and push him to walk.
I met a few villagers who had just returned from working in the fields carrying farm tools, and there were also many children. Most of them I knew, so I said hello.
"Brother Bai, I heard from the villagers that your hand is broken and you can no longer work or marry. Is it true?" A five or six-year-old child saw Fang Bai and chased him in the car. , the child didn't think so much when talking, he just asked whatever he wanted, which made Fang Bai slightly embarrassed.
"Well, it's a broken finger and it's been reattached. It's not a broken hand. Who's talking nonsense?"
Seeing that Fang Bai was angry, the kid took one more look at his hand, then ran away and shouted to several friends: "Brother Bai has a broken finger, not a broken hand. I can see clearly." "
Hearing the little brat shouting like this, Fang Bai smiled bitterly and continued walking towards home.
Fangbai's village is built at the foot of the mountain. Most of the houses in the village are brick and wood structures, with red walls and black tiles. They are simple and warm.
In this era, building buildings in rural areas is still relatively rare, but in rural areas of Jiangnan Province, where people are generally wealthy, building buildings in rural areas is more common, and most of the floors are prefabricated panels.
It can be said that in Fangbai Village, 60 to 70% of rural households have built buildings, mostly in recent years.
However, his family had no money to build a building.
Fang Bai's home mainly consists of three south-facing tiled houses and two side rooms.
The parents occupied one bedroom, the middle room was the central hall and the living room, and the other bedroom was shared by Fang Bai and his sister, each with a bed.
The side room contains the kitchen and bathroom, which are very simple, especially the bathroom. It's raining and the room is ticking, and there are no electric lights installed, so you have to take a bath early.
There is a vegetable patch in front of the house, where some seasonal vegetables are grown.
Fang Baigang parked his bicycle in front of the main hall. His sister Fang Tingting was reading in the bedroom and saw a sound outside the house. When she went out, she saw that it was her brother and she looked happy.
She is in the second grade of junior high school in Oubei No. 1 Middle School. She came back from school yesterday afternoon and will go back to school tomorrow and Sunday.
"Brother, you are back from the hospital. I originally wanted to go to the hospital to see you, but mom said you have been discharged from the hospital and there is no need to go." Her eyes turned red as she spoke, "I only found out when I went home yesterday and listened to people in the village. This thing scared me."
Fang Tingting checked her brother's hands as she spoke. When she saw the obvious scars on her brother's middle right three fingers, she couldn't help but shed tears: "Brother, does it still hurt now?"
Fang Bai touched her head, which was a head shorter than him, and looked at her thin body, which looked like it could be blown over by a typhoon. He felt bad inside.
Although my younger sister is careless, her grades are pretty good. She was admitted to a second normal university and became a teacher.
When he got married, his sister was as happy as a blooming flower, and her laughter filled the whole village. For her, it makes her very proud that her brother can marry a beautiful and educated sister-in-law.
Later, when she learned that her niece and sister-in-law had passed away one after another, she herself was very sad. She saw that her brother was so choked with grief that he could not cry, and she cried while holding her brother in her arms.
In her eyes, her brother was the spiritual support of the family. He sacrificed himself by not repeating his studies and working part-time to earn money for her to go to school. She felt that she owed her brother too much. It was just because of her character and lack of ability that she always felt guilty.
During those few years when Fang Bai was confused, his sister lost the joy and vitality of the past, so she tried her best to help him regain his fighting spirit.
Putting aside the past, Fang Baiwen smiled and said, "It doesn't hurt anymore. I have recovered. Don't worry. Are your parents here?"
"Dad is here. Mom just left home not long ago and said she was going to my second aunt's house. Hey, who owns this car? It's so new, brother, you can't be..." Fang Tingting wiped away her tears and turned into surprise.
"Go away, I bought this." Fang Bai rolled his eyes at his sister and cursed, "Can you think in a better direction?"
He didn't intend to hide the car. After all, it was more convenient to have a car. He could use it himself and his family could use it too.
He planned to tell his family that he would get a thousand yuan back from his boss as compensation plus salary. He planned to give his family eight hundred yuan for emergencies first and save some money for his own plans.
Fang Bai doesn't plan to talk about the remaining money. It will cost 3,000 yuan to buy equipment, another 360 yuan to rent a house, and there will be some unknown expenses. He has to keep some funds for turnover, and he can make up for his family after he makes money. Okay, about a month or so.
Fang Bai now has to plan carefully when spending money, wishing he could break one dollar into two.
"Ah, where did you get the money?"
"Robbing a bank. Fortunately, your brother is fast."
"Exactly, don't say pull it down. Mom will ask you tonight, why don't you tell me honestly, can you escape mom's needle prick."
"Haha, I remember the year before last, someone did something naughty and bad. His hand was pricked by a needle and he burst into tears. He hid in the corner and said he didn't want it..."
"Yeah, don't say it, don't say it!" After hearing the embarrassing incident, the younger sister was so shy that she quickly covered her brother's mouth to prevent him from continuing to speak.
Fang Bai was amused and laughed. He pushed her little hand away, wiped his mouth and said disgustedly: "Your hands are so dirty. You didn't wash your hands when you went to the toilet."
"Hehe, you discovered it." Fang Tingting joked.
"Disgusting, to be serious, why did mom go to the second aunt's house?" Fang Bai was a little curious that his mother went to the second aunt's house at this time, but he could probably guess that she was probably borrowing money to repeat his studies.
Even if the second aunt had money, she wouldn't lend it to them. In his previous life, he had an accident, and his father couldn't borrow it either.
Fang Bai was very familiar with his second uncle and aunt's family. There were many conflicts between the two families, mainly due to the preference of the grandparents and the elderly.
His grandfather had four children. The eldest and fourth uncle died in infancy, and Fang Bai's father was the third.
The second uncle, Fang Lei, was five years older than Fang Bai's father, Fang Shi, and had better academic performance. His grandparents fully supported him and he loved the third child equally. To save trouble, he named him directly from the second uncle's name.
Grandpa asked Fang Bai's father to give up his studies and help earn work points to support his second son's education. Later, his second uncle was admitted to a technical secondary school. It was very impressive to be admitted to a technical secondary school at that time, but after graduation, the second uncle looked down on the third son who was working in farming.
After Fang Bai's mother got married, she kept talking about this matter. She quarreled with her grandparents, saying that the old man's actions were unfair. Forget it that her second uncle was studying in a technical secondary school. It was not even fair for her to get married and separate the family, so there was nothing.
Over the years, Fang Bai's mother has always been resentful. She doesn't want to interact with her second uncle's family, and they don't want to interact with them either.
In recent years, Fang Bai's mother has been working as a support worker at Yongjia Middle School. When she met her second aunt, who was a teacher at the school, she had to say hello.
Now that the child is older, Fang Bai's mother has no choice but to borrow money from all the relatives who can borrow it. She has no choice but to come to ask for help with a frown, hoping that his second aunt will forget the past and help her for the sake of her child.
If Fang Bai's mother really comes to borrow money, she will probably be rejected.
Around 2010, Fang Bai's hometown was undergoing development and a lot of money was allocated for demolition. His second uncle and second aunt jumped out and said that they should have a share.
At that time, Fang Bai's mother scolded: "The production brigade allocated farmland in the 1980s has nothing to do with you city people!"
The grandma who was still alive gave the old man and her share of the demolition money to the second uncle's family instead of Fang Bai's.
However, Fang Bai's mother was too lazy to care. Maybe she would just curse the old man and die, not to mention that she had not had a good relationship with the old man over the years.
Fang Bai was deeply impressed by these things. This was not a specialty of his family, but the situation of many families.
It’s not that I hate my grandparents and my second uncle’s family, I’m just very indifferent to them and don’t care, everyone lives their own lives.
Alas, every family has its own sutras that are difficult to recite.
"I don't know, just ask dad."
The brother and sister were talking, and the father who was busy in the kitchen came out of the kitchen when he heard the voices. He was also surprised when he saw his son coming back pushing a new car, but he was more concerned about his son's hands. He observed carefully and saw that his son said he didn't care. I was relieved, but still a little guilty. If my family hadn't been poor, my son wouldn't have gone to work in a factory.
"Your mother went to your second aunt's house and told your second aunt about your repeat studies. She hopes you can repeat your studies at Yonga Middle School. After all, you can repeat your studies there. The teachers are good and it will be easier to get into college."
"What's the use of looking for her? I already plan to study in Oubei No. 1 Middle School." Fang Bai said with a frown.
Yongjia Middle School is a key high school, much better than Oubei No. 1 Middle School. He failed to pass the exam that year.
"I also told you that your mother didn't believe it, so she wanted to give it a try." Fang Shi sighed. He also borrowed money from his brother, but he didn't get it. His sister-in-law even ridiculed him, saying that his son was studying He didn't have much money, not even two to three hundred yuan, but he didn't plan to tell his son this.
"Let me go, so mom won't have to worry about it." After Fang Bai finished speaking, he turned the front of the car, quickly got in and left, regardless of the bumpy road.
Fang Shi watched his son leave, but it was too late to persuade him.
However, I still hope that my son can catch up and avoid being nagged by his sister-in-law.
Seeing his son leaving, Fang Shi planned to buy some pork and make a meat dish for his son to try tonight.