Ordinary world Chapter 7

After Sun Shaoan came home, it was still dark. The family has finished their dinner-the rice left for him is hot in the pot. As soon as my father put down his bowl, he w

After Sun Shaoan came home, it was still dark. The family has finished their dinner-the rice left for him is hot in the pot. As soon as my father put down his bowl, he went to the dry land in the yard. Xiulian is washing her face-when he has finished eating, she will prepare a piece to follow back to the old feeding room of Tian Jiage.

Shao An gave the fruit candy in his pocket to his son and put it on the kang. Then he smiled apologetically at other adults at home and said, "I was too busy to buy something for you when I came back ..."

The adults didn't say anything or even listen to him-they wouldn't want to buy things in time.

Shao An then grabbed two bowls of rice and said to his wife, "Go home first. Dad and I have something to discuss. I'll be back soon. "

Xiulian didn't kiss anything, so she got up and left. Nothing. I've been sleeping here with my grandparents.

Shao An put down the bowl and wiped her mouth. He went into the yard and said to his busy father, "Dad, I have something to talk to you about ..."

Old man Sun flapped his hands covered with mud, turned out of the dry land and squatted face to face with his son in the open space of the yard.

Shao An rolled a cigarette, and when his father put it on, a match lit two people's cigarettes.

Then, he told his father what the commune Liu Genmin told him.

Sun listened to his son's words and wait for a while looked at it carefully for a long time. Then I couldn't help but draw a road on the ground with my fingers-this is a calculation activity. Instead of numbers, he painted small lines, like ancient stars and pictures; No one can understand the secret except him. Usually, simple accounts are calculated by the elderly; When he came across a complicated number, he drew this "star map" on the ground with his finger. Sun scratched on the ground for a while, then looked up and said, "You can make a lot of money a day without these messy things."

Sun Shaoan has calculated the account. He said, "Yes." "But animals can't afford it!" Sun Houyu looked at her son and said. "This is a hard job. Donkeys can't do it. You must use a mule. But it takes thousands of dollars to buy it! We were all shaking when we borrowed 120 or 80 hands. How dare you borrow so much money? It is easy to say whether the government has borrowed money. But people only gave 700 yuan, and the rest would be wrong to individuals. Who has so much money in private? Someone else does. Can we borrow it? Can't talk to Jin Junhai's family anymore? The money you borrowed when you got married, if it weren't for subsidizing Shao Ping to teach twice, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to pay for it now ... Then again, it's a public loan with a time limit and interest ... "

"Anyway, as long as you can buy livestock and work for a month or two, you can make a lot of money when these debts are paid off!" Shao An saw that his father was afraid of borrowing money and forgot the favorable account he had just calculated.

Sun Houyu didn't react again. Borrowing money this time is different from getting married in Shao 'an-it's borrowing money to make a profit!

However, he said to his son anxiously, "This is a lot of money! I'm afraid of borrowing money. Who knows if this matter is dangerous? Besides, who did you borrow a few hundred dollars from? "

Shao An stopped talking. Who can he borrow these hundreds of dollars from? He let out a long sigh, threw away his cigarette butt, put his hands around his knees and buried his head deeply. He only heard his father smoking hard beside him. In the silence, the Cleisthenes sound of cattle came from the channel of Dongla River in the distance.

It is getting dark.

After a while, Shao An looked up and said to his father, "Then I will send a message to Genmin tomorrow and ask him to find someone else to take this job."

Father said helplessly, "Let others do it. Without Jin Gangzuan, you can't live with porcelain ... "

After Sun Shaoan returned to the nursing home, Xiulian was already lying in the quilt, but she didn't fall asleep and the light was always on.

Shao An took off his clothes and said to her, "How do you light a lamp to boil oil when you sleep?"

"I'm afraid of loneliness …" said the wife.

Lying with Xiulian, Shao An couldn't help sighing that he had lost the biggest income in his life.

Xiulian stared warily at a pair of big-flowered eyes and asked her husband, "What's the matter with you?" Shao An then told his wife about pulling bricks.

Xiulian listened to his words, uncovered the quilt and half-naked, and said happily, "If we can earn such a large sum of money, we can not only play with earthen kilns, but also hard hoop several caves!"

She suddenly thought of her theme.

Shao An pulled his wife under the quilt and said, "Look at you! Be careful to catch cold ... it's all empty talk! How can I borrow those hundreds of dollars to buy livestock? "

The excited Xiulian got up again, put her hands on her husband's strong chest and said, "Don't cook this thing! Let's write a letter to my father in Shanxi and ask him to find a way to lend us money! I know, my brother-in-law has some money on hand! "

Shao An listened to Xiulian's words and sat up from the bed and said, "This method can be tried!"

The couple sat naked on the bed and discussed borrowing money from Xiulian's family.

"simply! Let's write home now and send it tomorrow! " Anxious Xiulian jumped off the kang without hanging a thread, found Shao An's rotten pen when she was at school on the opposite dirt table, and tore off some blank sheets of paper left after spearmint's exercise book. She returned to the kang and moved the kerosene lamp to the bed.

In this way, two primary school graduates lay in bed, put paper on pillows and wrote letters to He Yaozong in Shanxi. Xiulian knows how to impress her father, so she dictated the content and wrote less. The couple struggled for a long time before writing the letter.

Now both of them can't sleep, and they are in a good mood to end their relationship and hug and pull for half a night. The two men excitedly recalled their past acquaintance, talked about their present life and designed the future ... At breakfast the next day, Shao An told his father that he had written to his father-in-law to borrow money.

Sun said to him, "Your husband's family is not a bank! Can you afford that much money? If he can lend you the money, you can do whatever you want, and dad doesn't care about you. " "If I go out, it will be a big favor for the autumn harvest, and you will also be involved. In addition, I don't know if several other people in the group are willing to let me go ... "

"Why don't they want to? You gave the bag to the group, and everyone can get some cash at the end of the year. At first glance, eating today is not a big problem, but money is as short as housing, and everyone is eager for a place to pay the bill! As for the autumn harvest, this is different from the previous production teams, and they are all cautious! In a few days, the big head will pass. I can do it myself in our house. As long as you can afford livestock. You go! You go! Besides, you're not a contractor all the year round. Won't it be over in a month or two? " Shao An said: "According to the current contract market, I will pay 50 yuan a month, and I will pay 10 yuan more ..."

His father's attitude dispelled Shao An's other concerns. He is just waiting for a reply from Shanxi now.

However, are he and Xiulian too confident in lending them money at home? Is the husband's family rich? Even if you have the money, will you lend it to them? Often Lin is the son-in-law, that is, the father-in-law has the heart to help them. Will "picking up" get in the way? They haven't been back to Shanxi since Xiulian married him, and now their eyes are black there ... A few days later, the letter from Shanxi finally came.

This letter makes Shao An and Xiulian smile! Lin often writes to them. My brother-in-law told them in the letter that he would be happy to help them get the money after receiving the letter. Chang Changlin told them that he had inquired that the price of large livestock in Shanxi was cheaper than theirs, so he suggested Shao An come to Shanxi with a loan. He helped them buy a good mule ... After Shao An received the letter, he discussed it with his family and immediately went to Shijie to find Liu Genmin. Genmin now helps him borrow 700 yuan from the commune credit cooperative and tells his cousin in the county high school that Shao 'an is coming to pull bricks. I paid less for the loan, took the wool pocket I left in Genmin private kiln last time, went to the mountain village next door and bought a 70-yuan shelf car, and didn't return to Shuangshui Village until dark. The next day, he went to his father's in-laws in Shanxi by bus.

After arriving in Shanxi, Lin Chang took out 400 yuan from home and led Shao An to Liulin Town to buy a three-year-old mule with 990 yuan ... When he came back from Shanxi, Shao An didn't have to take a bus. He put a thread pocket on the back of the mule and rode back. This mule is magnificent, green and strong, and its fur is as bright as satin, and it has been praised everywhere along the way. Just before crossing the Yellow River, someone offered 1 100 yuan to buy it. But no matter what the price is, Ann won't sell it now.

The next afternoon, Shao An rode a mule to the Yellow River Bridge.

I used to take a bus to and from Shanxi several times. After crossing the bridge, you can't have a good look at the Yellow River. It's urgent. Now he can't wait to jump off the mule's back, tie the animal to a stone, and with an indescribable excitement, walk to the middle of the bridge and squat down on the bridge railing.

He immediately felt dizzy and palpitations ... in front of him was a yellow like a wheat awn. Mao turned the waves and roared from the distant canyon, crowded together like countless wild animals and rushed to his chest. The cliffs on both sides stand upright like knives. The rocks are black and blue, like iron. Behind the iron dikes on both sides, there is the endless Huangtu Mountain. These days, the sunset in the west is red, big and round, which has dyed the Yellow River in Huang Tu orange. Between the turbulent waves in the distance, black spots suddenly appeared, and there was a faint cry of tearing the gallbladder. Gradually see clearly, this is a ship with a deep draft. Generally, the ship's arrow drops from the waterline and reaches the front of the bridge mouth in the blink of an eye. This is a small wooden boat full of Carboniferous period, and it seems that it will fall into this boiling yellow soup at any time. The boatmen, naked and shouting desperately, crossed the bridge. ...

Shao An immediately turned around and saw that the boat reached the downstream in an instant-the downstream water was open and the boat seemed to slow down.

At this time, he saw another rising ship moving slowly towards the bridge by the river like a beetle. The rope holding the boat is buckled on the cliff of the river bank like a taut bowstring and hung on the shoulders of a bunch of naked trackers. These people are almost crawling on the narrow path of half a cliff; The groan of "mm-hmm" sounds like it came from the depths of the earth ... In this painful groan, the descending ship has floated to the calm water; Then came the unrestrained singing of the ferryman-

You know,

How many bays are there in the Yellow River in the world?

Dozens of boats in dozens of bays.

Dozens of boats, dozens of poles.

Dozens of smokers came to pull the boat.

The chorus of the boatmen is like a muffled thunder-I know,

There are ninety-nine Yellow River bays in the world. There are ninety-nine boats in ninety-nine bays. There are ninety-nine poles on ninety-nine ships. Ninety-nine sailors will pull the boat!

The boat and the song gradually disappeared ... Sun Shaoan stood by the bridge, clutching the bridge railing with both hands, and his ten fingers seemed to be caught in the concrete column. He felt his chest burning and his mouth a little thirsty. His heart is beating with irresistible passion, as if the raging river has flowed into his veins!

He left the bridge, went over to untie the reins of the animals, turned over and rode on it, and the wind quickly crossed the bridge and ran to the west bank of the Yellow River ...?