Chapter 29 Women

"Uncle Fan, why don't you wait for him outside our class?" After Ding Shichen came to his senses, he asked curiously.

"I haven't been here, and I don't know where Class One is. Later, I asked the doorman, and the doorman told me that it was on the second floor, and I came here. I'm afraid that it will affect your study, so I'm going to find him when the bell rings. I didn't expect that after waiting for half an hour before class was over, my old legs were numb. Oh, wait a little longer, I'm afraid I won't be able to catch the last bus back to the village. Fan Zhiran explained a few words with a wry smile, while pounding his thighs hard.

At this time, the bell just rang, the students in each classroom surged out like a tide, and the footsteps in the corridor suddenly rushed like a thousand horses.

"Uncle, are your legs and feet all right? Fan Fei has finished class ahead of schedule, and now he may be on the playground. I'll take you to find him quickly, or he should go to class in a while. After listening to Fan Zhiran's last words, Ding Shichen couldn't help but be anxious and hurried forward to help him.

"Well, I think so too. I have to rush back to the village later. I'm afraid I only have a few minutes to see him. Fan Zhiran even nodded rudely and let Ding Shichen help him and walk downstairs slowly.

When he went downstairs, Fan Zhiran kept smiling and looked kindly at every student passing by. However, when he occasionally glanced at Ding Shichen beside him, there was a touch of relief in his eyes, and there was even a little cunning.

After going downstairs, Fan Zhiran's legs were not numb, and he walked fast, so he no longer asked Ding Shichen to help him. At this moment, Fan Fei also ran all the way and stood in front of Fan Zhiran with a gasp.

Just now, Fan Fei lay on the parallel bars a little bored and closed his eyes to refresh his mind. By the way, he habitually listened to the chirping of a few birds and all kinds of noisy reading sounds from the classroom with Superman's listening, but he unexpectedly heard the conversation between his father and Ding Shichen, so he quickly jumped off the parallel bars and ran over.

"Dad, why are you here?"

Seeing his father dressed in shabby clothes, Fan Fei felt a little sad and quickly shouted.

Every time Fan Fei sent home, the money was forwarded to Fan Fei's sister Fan Qing by Fan Zhiran, and he was reluctant to spend a penny on himself. Although Fan Fei repeatedly told his father to buy decent clothes before going out to do business, and also bought him new clothes and so on, Fan Zhiran still went his own way. He just picked up the leftover clothes and shoes that Fan Fei wore, such as the patch clothes that his son was embarrassed to wear, but Fan Zhiran regarded him as the demeanor of going out to meet guests. Clothes...

Poor the hearts of parents all over the world!

"Feifei, I'm going to do something in the city today. I want to take time to see you before I go back. It's a pity that I came in a hurry and it's not convenient to bring anything, otherwise I'll get you some pickled kimchi..."

After seeing his son, Fan Zhiran smiled happily, but rubbed the big hands covered with coings with some regret. Obviously, he felt a little embarrassed that he came to see his son empty-handed.

Although Fan Zhiran has both children, they are all studying in the city, so Fan Zhiran has entered the empty nest stage of old age in advance in recent years, which makes him quite lonely and uncomfortable. However, Fanjia Village is far away from the county seat, and the traffic is extremely inconvenient. It always costs some money to come to the city. What's more, Fan Zhiran is afraid that after his son sees him, he will be distracted by family affairs and affect his studies. Therefore, Fan Zhiran has been restraining his desire and never comes to the city to see his son and save all the money to do it. Tuition fees for children.

In addition to saving every dollar sent by his son, Fan Zhiran himself took advantage of his spare time to go to the countryside and town to do some odd jobs, such as helping people build houses, and he can also get some pocket money back all year round. It's just that Fan Fei knew that his father had some lumbar muscle strain due to overwork, and he liked to beat his back with his fists when he had nothing to do. In fact, he is no longer suitable for heavy work such as picking sand bricks, otherwise it is easy to cause problems such as lumbar disc herniation.

Fan Fei's family does not have a phone and a mobile phone, so Fan Fei often calls his neighbor's house and asks his father to answer the phone. He tried his best to persuade him not to do these jobs and say that he has a way to make money. But Fan Zhiran agreed, but he still went his own way. As long as he was free, he slipped to the countryside and town to find work. Fan Fei refused to listen to his advice.

"What if I owe so much money to others and don't make money? Let people come to the door to force debts?"

Whenever Fan Fei is in a hurry, Fan Zhiran will answer with this sentence, making Fan Fei speechless.

At this moment, looking at his increasingly haggard and old father, Fan Fei suddenly felt extremely guilty and began to think about his self-esteem and face - Xu Jing was right just now. His poor little self-esteem is really "a broken self-esteem that you can't eat and wear." If I accept Ding Shichen's kindness today and borrow 30,000 or 50,000 yuan from her, the family's financial problems can be solved. Compared with this, what is that little bit of self-esteem?

But self-esteem is really not a virtual thing. Fan Fei was also bitten by a snake once, and he has been afraid of the well rope for ten years...

Fan Qing's grades have always been good, but he unexpectedly failed in the college entrance examination and was not ideal. In order to send her to Mingzhu University, Fan Fei's family spent a lot of money and spent a lot of money. For this reason, they borrowed money, owed a lot of debts, and listened to a lot of gossip.

In order to raise Fan Qing's tuition, Fan Fei and his father have experienced several humiliating experience of borrowing money. Once the father and son went to a distant relative who opened a small mine to borrow money. They not only sent the last old hen in the family and a basket full of eggs that no one was willing to eat, but also said a lot of good words with a smile. But as a result, the relative and his wife had a red face, a white face, a white face, and a poor cry. They persuaded Fan Zhiran that there was no need to invest in such a "losing money". They even satirized that Fan Zhiran was heavily in debt and could not pay it for eight lifetimes. In short, they made their father and son suffer all kinds of cold words and humiliation and sarcasm, and finally returned empty-handed in anger. .

"Cousin, that girl Qingqing is going to get married sooner or later. Think about it. Your cousin and sister-in-law are not wrong. The married daughter, the splashed water, is just a loseter. Now that she spends so much money for her to study, she may not even be able to find a job in the future. It's not worth it.

When sending them to the entrance of the village, the relative also pretended to persuade.

The more remote and backward places are, the more patriarchal than girl is. Although it has been much better over the years, the concept that daughters are losing money is still very marketable. But Fan Zhiran didn't think so at all. In order to provide his daughter Fan Qing to go to college, he smashed the pot and sold iron, bowed his head and begged for help, so he almost knelt down and kowtowed.

He kept saying, "If you don't study, Qingqing will always be a carp, and you won't have a chance to jump into the dragon gate. I have been poor all my life, and I can't let Qingqing be poor all my life.

The words and reason are very simple, but Gui walked like this all his life according to the path he set, and he would not turn back when he hit the south wall.

This is also the most touching and admirable point for Fan Fei.

He has always felt that although his father is an authentic farmer, he may have the courage and backbone that even many people in the city can't reach.

"Get out of here, my sister will be ten thousand times more promising than your family in the future!"

After listening to the words of the distant cousin, Fan Zhiran, who had always been kind, said nothing with a straight face, but Fan Fei finally couldn't help swearing and swung his fist to beat people, which scared the relative to roll away.

On the way home, Fan Fei couldn't help shouting at the sky, vowing that he would never borrow money again in his life, and he would never let his father borrow money again. He had to work hard with his own hands to pay off all his debts and build the most beautiful house in the village...

Fan Zhiran, who was pale at that time, listened to his son's bold words and finally smiled. He patted his son on the shoulder, handed his son a cigarette, and said, "From today on, you are a man. You can smoke in front of me."

Fan Fei has been worried about the plight of his family, so he occasionally stole two mouthfuls of his father's inferior cigarettes and tried to find comfort from the cigarette like his father. As a result, he couldn't throw it away as soon as he smoked, which added to the trouble of not smoking when he had a cigarette addiction. In the end, he could only often ask his friends in the village for cigarettes, and then steal his father's cigarettes when he didn't.

Fan Zhiran looked at it very strictly after he found that there were fewer cigarettes, but when he heard that his son asked his friends to smoke, he turned a blind eye to this matter. Although he never breaks it, he always loses half a pack of cigarettes in the drawer.

But this time, when Fan Fei was happy to pick up cigarettes, Fan Zhiran withdrew his hand and put forward a condition, that is, let Fan Fei also go to college, find a decent job, and not allow him to leave school to work to earn money.

In one sentence, he broke Fan Fei's mind. Fan Fei hesitated for a long time. Finally, he couldn't stand his father's sad eyes. He nodded and agreed. At the same time, he also made up the idea of working and frugal.

From that day on, Fan Fei began to smoke openly.

Since that day, Fan Fei and his father have never borrowed money from the villagers and relatives.

In fact, since that day, no one has dared to lend them money. Fan Fei's cousin shouted around, saying that Fan Fei did not borrow money and was so angry that he wanted to beat him... It was obviously a big scandal to beat the elders, and Fan Fei's family was also blackened. No matter how they explained, the hearts of distant neighbors were still overshadowed, so later Fan Zhiran angrily announced that he would be with the distant cousin from now on. Break up.

Because of this, when it comes to borrowing money, Fan Fei's heart trembling, even if Ding Shichen wants to lend him money.

It's hard to beat a hero for a penny. Such a story is helpless but realistic, and it happens in this world every day, just like the reincarnation of spring, summer, autumn and winter.

"Dad, how's my mother?" Fan Fei put aside his thoughts and looked at his father fixedly.

"Uncle Fan, you can talk first. I'm going to class." Seeing the Fan family and his son talking about family affairs, Ding Shichen walked away knowingly and added before leaving, "Fan Fei, spend more time with your father. I'll ask for a class leave for you."

"Well, thank you, Shichen." Fan Fei said gratefully.

"You're welcome." Ding Shichen smiled and left quickly.

And Fan Zhiran stared hard at Ding Shichen's back, and he was reluctant to blink.

"Dad, what's wrong with you?" Fan Fei asked doubtfully.

"What's her name?"

Fan Zhiran stretched out his right hand and pointed straight at Ding Shichen's back with his forefinger full of cocoon, just like a soldier aimed the sniper gun in his hand at the enemy.

He squinted and said these six words, and his voice was a little loud.

"Her name is Ding Shichen... What's wrong?" Fan Fei was shocked.

In Fan Fei's impression, kind father rarely uses this kind gesture and tone. Only when his father took him up the mountain to catch the hare would he use this gesture to point to a rabbit running away in the grass and tell Fan Fei in such a calm tone: "Catch it!"

Fan Zhiran did not answer, but slowly withdrew his right hand, then put his hands behind him, strode forward, and Fan Fei quickly followed.

After walking all the way to a secluded place, Fan Zhiran suddenly stopped.

"This girl can be your wife! You hold her and don't let her run away!"

Fan Zhiran whispered word by word in an unquestionable tone, as if he were talking about a big secret.

"Wowoman?"

Fan Fei, who didn't figure out the situation, was suddenly confused and full of surprise: his father is a very steady person and never easily makes judgments about people and things, but once he makes a judgment, Fan Fei has to implement it.

And the word "woman" is a dialect of Wuzhao County. It is a new word extracted from the words "daughter-in-law" and mother-in-law, which has been used in Wuzhao County for hundreds of years.

In short, a woman means a wife.

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(Special thanks to Yu, a book friend who just joined the group today. I found Longkong from the starting point and posted everywhere to inquire before I found the two new books I opened vertically and horizontally. It gave me a lot of encouragement. Thank you for your hard work.

In the new week, the new book list is recalculated, and strive to rush to the list. Ask for tickets and collections. Brothers, please give me some strength. Thank you, hehe.)