I bought the mule at home, used my own grain and money, and got half a cart of flour from the grain depot, and my father drove the car and went to the streets to do business.
I won't take my mother with me anymore this time.
Originally, it was also successful, and it didn't make much money, but it was also profitable.
But the good times didn't last long, Daddy was first pitted, and more than half a bag of sand was mixed with the soybeans that were replaced, and then a bag of noodles was stolen, and finally the straw that crushed Daddy's noodles business was a person who used three loopholes to break the noodles pocket for Daddy's four intact noodles pockets.
Song Ersheng felt that the fundamental reason for the failure of his father's noodle business was that his father had a good face and couldn't give up his face.
Daddy always held on to his intellectual identity and refused to allow himself to be completely reduced to a businessman.
Opening my mouth is that I don't live by this, but I train myself.
The customer gave him beans and a noodle bag, he didn't look at it, he was generous and didn't care, if he was willing to take a look, he wouldn't be deceived again and again.
If he is willing to lower his posture, he will not be seen to have taken advantage of the loophole.
My father came from a good background and studied a lot of books, so he was originally a person who could have the opportunity to become the first batch of college students in Dongpo Township, but in the end he became a hawker that even the peasants looked down on.
The glory of his ancestors and the dignity of his fathers created his stubbornness and dignity.
And such a background and character do not allow him to grovel to the guests who are not as good as himself.
This is also the reason why he used to have a bad relationship with his colleagues at work and always fight.
He always felt that he should not be in such a life, and he always felt that he was superior The lotus flower is out of the mud and not stained, so that it can be truly superior.
But Daddy, his repeated efforts have not gotten rid of the mud that constantly wants to drown him Daddy is simple and stubborn.
He doesn't understand the world at all, and even if he does, he refuses to be embarrassed to bow his head and give in.
Now, the burden of the family is on him, and his father lacks some of the responsibilities and responsibilities that a man should have This is probably the sequelae of his favored child in a big family, which was not manifested in the first place, but after being oppressed and hit by life, this sequelae attacked, he chose to stay away from the group, chose to rely on his wife's strength, chose to complain and cling to the glory of the past, chose to deceive himself, and used alcohol to kill his sorrows He stopped trying, and his ambitions were gone.
He is tired, happy to be content with the status quo, and use what he has at home to work hard to make a deal that will never lose money.
He no longer thinks about supporting his wife and daughter, but hopes that his wife can help him and his daughters can make him happy.
His courage, his boldness, and his wisdom were gone Song Ersheng was stuffed in the quilt, bursting into tears.
The lacrimal glands are too developed and annoying.
When a person, especially a man, has lost his heart and is very difficult to recover, so she has never been able to think of how to help her father.
It's not simply a matter of money.
No amount of money can buy back the heart qi.
She can only help Daddy find another path that suits him and is liked by him, so that he can get another ambition that can cheer him up.
It's not just money that can be fixed.
Although, she can't make any money now The means of making money that she knows can't do now.
The time and place are favorable, but there is none.
Therefore, she can only make Daddy as happy as possible, slow down the stinky sludge that swallows him, and before she comes up with a way, she must not let Daddy fall completely, because to prevent Daddy from falling, it is to save her mother and sisters, which is a bit incredible in her opinion, and the fate of a family of women is maintained on a man, but the reality is so.
She understands her father, but she feels more sorry for her mother.
Song Ersheng's biggest wish in this life is to let his mother live a carefree and happy life with beautiful clothes, red nail polish, casual TV, casual singing, casual snacks, no need to worry about crying for money, no need to be frozen in winter and sunburned in summer, carefree and happy days.
After a night of tossing and turning, Song Ersheng fell asleep in a daze.
But the more she slept, the more tired she became, until she could barely open her eyes, and found that through the whitish pink floral curtains, the sunlight was already very dazzling.
Looking at the sun, it's almost noon.
Song Ersheng sat up suddenly, but his head buzzed, his head was dizzy, and he shook it and planted it back on the pillow.
As soon as she closed her eyes, Song Ersheng heard the sound of the door curtain turning, and soon, a soft palm that was not soft was attached to her forehead.
It's Mom.
Song Ersheng opened her eyes, her mouth was dry, this familiar feeling, she knew that she had a fever again.
"Mom" called hoarsely, and Song Ersheng was hugged into the arms of Zhu's mother, "Hey" Answered, Zhu mother used her face to stick Song Ersheng's head again, although she was used to it, but she still breathed a sigh of relief, "The fever subsided before dawn, your sister came to call us, your father saw that you had a fever, and you didn't vomit or have chills, so you didn't go to Master Yongxin."
When you wake up, you don't have a fever, and when you retreat, you can eat some porridge, that's what the master said last time.
If I don't return, I'll look for him to take medicine and take it to eat, it's always troublesome for people to take it, your dad still wants to stuff you with an analgin, I stopped the child or take less medicine, your aunt said, I always take medicine, eat too much, and it doesn't matter how good the medicine is in the small clinic of the old Guyi's house, it must be not as good as the medicine in the health center, stupid to come to you, eat early, I heard that you were sick, so I went by myself, and bought meat buns to come to you, I left two for you, and the rest for your sisters to eat" After chattering for a while, Song Ersheng nestled in his mother's arms and listened quietly.
Zhu mother felt that she was sitting with her old son in her arms, she didn't feel uncomfortable, she knew that it was okay, she had experience, "Wait, I'll go serve porridge, soak white sugar or eat soy tofu" said and let go of Song Ersheng, pulled up the pillow for her, and let her sit on her own.
Song Ersheng compared his finger to the right, and wished his mother to understand, "Pickled sauce tofu, okay, wait" After eating one less breakfast, Song Ersheng felt hungry and panicked. sighed and ate a bowl of porridge, wiped his mouth, and Song Ersheng had the strength to speak well.
She is very prone to fever, she is really weak, and it is quite common to have a fever like this that comes and goes quickly, that is, she didn't sleep well because she thought too much last night, and her body was warning her to protest.
Song Ersheng also knew that excessive worry hurt her body, and her poor physique was already bad, which made it even worse.
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