On a rainy day, Han Ze continued to carve Boss Chen's Ruyi Guanyin root carving in the carving room next door. Yang Qiubai couldn't go out to work, so she dug out the sewing basket and shoe patterns, preparing to make cloth shoes for Han Ze. She didn't know what was wrong with this man. When she bought him new shoes, he kept muttering that the shoes didn't fit his feet and were not comfortable to wear. She thought unhappily that before they got married, he wore the shoes he bought all day long. She didn't know how he got through it.
Even so, she felt bad for her husband. Since he was uncomfortable wearing the shoes she bought, she would make him a pair of cloth shoes while she was free. It was such a simple thing. Fortunately, when she made shoes for the two children, she had the pasted cloth ready. She cut the soles and uppers according to the shoe pattern. Considering that Han Ze's left foot was shorter and his right foot was taller, she deliberately made the sole of the left foot thicker when she was making the thousand-layer sole. In this way, when the shoes were made, Han Ze would not have uneven feet when wearing them.
The couple was carving in the house and making shoes in the main room, and the arrival of Hu Guiying broke this rare peace.
Hu Guiying's cloudy old eyes swept around the yard, but she didn't see Han Ze. Her face was a little dark, and she asked expressionlessly, "Where's Han Ze?"
"Mom, are you here?"
Yang Qiubai put the shoe soles he was sewing into the sewing basket, stood up, moved a chair, put it behind Hu Guiying, and said with a faint smile: "Mom, please sit down. Han Ze is busy in the room."
Hu Guiying didn't sit down, and asked with a bad look on her face, "What are you busy with?"
Yang Qiubai smiled and ignored her tone, saying, "I took a job a while ago and was busy rushing to finish it so that I could hand in the work. During this time, Wu Bin and the others asked him to go out for a drink and play cards, but he didn't have time to go. He was carving at home all day."
Hu Guiying's face became even worse, and she said, "Ask Han Ze to come out. I have something to ask him."
Yang Qiubai didn't plan to disturb Han Ze's carving. She smiled and said calmly, "Mom, it's the same if you tell me what's going on."
Hu Guiying felt a little upset. She came to her son's house to look for him but couldn't find him. However, she also knew that Han Ze should not be disturbed when he was carving. She had no choice but to say, "Your eldest sister is too busy building a house. Han Cheng and Han Sheng don't have time, so Han Ze has to go. Tell him to go tomorrow morning."
Yang Qiubai frowned and said in embarrassment, "Mom, Han Ze is busy with the work and can't spare the time. Boss Chen is waiting for the Ruyi Guanyin to be carved and given away. We have signed a contract with Boss Chen. If the work is not completed by the deadline, we will have to pay compensation. Besides, Han Ze's hands are used for carving. If his hands are rough, it is disrespectful to the work. How can we let him do rough work? What if he hurts his hands?"
Hu Guiying snorted coldly, "Before you got married, Han Ze didn't care about these things. You said that rough hands are disrespectful to the work. You are talking nonsense. He used to hurt his hands with carving knives, but he didn't say anything."
Yang Qiubai didn't care about her tone, and smiled and said, "Mom, let's not talk about the things before I got married. Since I got married, whether it's at home or in the fields, I have never let him do any work. His hands are treasures, and what he carves out with his hands is a work of art. We are all rural women who don't understand art, and we don't care about art or not. I know that Han Ze can make money and support the family with his hands, so I have to protect his hands well and carefully, and can't let them get hurt. I'm also thinking about going to the market to buy him some facial cream to wipe his hands."
Han Ze finished carving a part and came out to pour water. He happened to hear the conversation between the two and was very moved. He looked at Yang Qiubai and said deeply: "Wife, you are so kind."
Hu Guiying glanced at her son with a disgusted look, her face was not very good. Yang Qiubai's long string of words almost accused her of not taking good care of Han Ze's hands and making him do rough work. It would be strange if she had a good look on her face.
Yang Qiubai, who was standing next to him, had goose bumps all over her body. She turned around and glared at him: "What are you doing out here?"
Han Ze shrank his shoulders, raised the cup in his hand, and said weakly, "Pour some water."
Yang Qiubai's face straightened, he took the cup from his hand, and said nonchalantly: "You are more important to carve, I'll be at home, if there is no water in the cup, just call me and I'll pour it for you, don't delay your work."
Han Ze said vaguely: "But, but I still want to go to the toilet."
Yang Qiubai: "... "
When Han Ze came back from the toilet, Hu Guiying said directly: "Han Ze, your eldest sister is building a house, you have to go and help her. Your eldest brother and second brother don't have time, so you are the only one who can go."
Han Ze looked at Yang Qiubai and felt very embarrassed. He said, "Mom, didn't Qiubai just say that my hands can't do rough work? Logically, my elder sister is building a house, and as a younger brother, I should at least help. But building a house and moving bricks and cement are rough and heavy work, which has worn my hands rough. When the Ruyi Guanyin root carving is painted and polished, it will be ugly if it is scratched by my hands. If Boss Chen is not satisfied, I will have to pay a lot of money. When my elder sister finds out, she will be embarrassed."
After saying that, he looked at his hands proudly, thinking happily that his hands were actually treasures, and why didn't he know this before.
Yang Qiubai echoed, "Actually, it's better to have your hands roughened. I'm worried that you might get your hands hurt while moving bricks. If your hands get hurt, how can you carve? Boss Chen's Ruyi Guanyin root carving is to be given to a noble person. If we delay his work, we can't take the responsibility. Who will trust you in the future? Who will ask you to carve things?"
Han Zeyizheng also realized the seriousness of the matter. He looked at Yang Qiubai with a very soothing gaze and thought to himself: It turns out that men with wives are different from men without wives.
Han Ze looked at Hu Guiying and said, "Boss Chen trusts me so much, I have to finish the work within the contract period and not delay his work. Mom, you have to understand me. What if no one asks me to carve things in the future? How can I support my family and take care of you in your old age? I was born with uneven feet, and no one wants me to work outside."
As he spoke, his tone became very depressed.
Hu Guiying's face was stiff and she was speechless for a moment.
Yang Qiubai glanced at Han Ze with a reproachful look and said, "You are my son, so of course I understand you. Right, mother?" Then she looked at Hu Guiying.
Hu Guiying pulled the corner of her mouth uncomfortably and said, "Yes, yes, Qiu Bai is right. Since you are busy, I will ask your elder brother and second brother."
After saying that, she turned and was about to leave.
Han Ze sighed and said with a smile, "Mom, then take your time. Tell my eldest sister that I am carving a Ruyi Guanyin for Boss Chen, so I don't have time to help her. Tell her not to think too much. If I wasn't afraid of hurting my hands and not being able to complete Boss Chen's Ruyi Guanyin root carving, I would go to build a house for her, even if it would make my hands rough. There is not much work in the fields now, and no matter how busy my eldest and second brothers are, I believe they will be able to find time."
Hu Guiying kept her head down and said nothing.
Han Ze added: "Besides, even if the eldest and second brothers don't have time these days, it will take more than one or two days to build the house for the eldest sister. After they are done with the work, they can take time to help the eldest sister for a few days, isn't that enough?"
Hu Guiying didn't want to hear this. She came to Han Ze because her eldest and second sons were unwilling to help their eldest sister. Now Han Ze didn't go either, and she didn't know how to tell her daughter. She said impatiently, "Okay, stop talking. I'll go back and talk to your eldest and second brothers."
After saying that, she left in a hurry. If she continued to listen to these two people, she would think that Han Ze's hands were really a great treasure.
After watching Hu Guiying leave, Han Ze looked at Yang Qiubai with shining eyes. He said, "Wife, I didn't expect you to be so good to me. Wu Bin and the others said that you controlled me too much. You should let them see how good you are."
Yang Qiubai narrowed his eyes and asked casually, "Wu Bin and the others said that I was controlling you too much?"
Han Ze nodded and said proudly: "They said that a wife like you is not good, and they also urged me to divorce you..."
When he said this, he suddenly covered his mouth and turned his head away, not daring to look at Yang Qiubai.
Yang Qiubai looked at him with a half-smile: "Divorce from what? Keep talking."
Han Ze shook his head fiercely, picked up the cup, and said, "I'm going to the house to carve."
Yang Qiubai grabbed his arm and said, "Don't worry, let's make things clear first."
Han Ze looked at Yang Qiubai hesitantly, "Wife..."
"Even my mom can't do that. We have to explain it clearly." Yang Qiubai's tone was neither soft nor hard, but she had her own stubbornness.
Han Ze hung his head and said with an attitude of being a dead pig that is not afraid of boiling water: "They urged me to divorce you."
Yang Qiubai suddenly felt a chill in her heart. She asked sarcastically, "What about you? What do you think?"
Han Ze shook his head and said awkwardly: "I don't want to divorce you. They don't understand you and don't know how good you are, but I know you are a good woman."
Yang Qiubai was also a little awkward. She asked in a bad tone, "How do you know I'm a good woman? I control you so strictly and take all the money in your pocket. When your friends ask you to borrow money, you don't have money to lend them. I also make you lose face. I also threaten to break your legs at any time. How can I be a good woman?"
Han Ze frowned, looked at her with pity, and said, "That's because I know you feel insecure. Your previous man treated you badly, and you've been cheated before. That's why you keep a tight rein on me. I know everything."
Yang Qiubai: "... "
Han Ze said a little embarrassedly: "As for you saying you would break my legs, as long as I listen to you, you won't break my legs, right?"
Yang Qiubai: "... "
Han Ze pulled her arm and asked persistently, "Is that right, wife?"
Yang Qiubai's cheeks flushed, and he broke free from his arms: "Yes, yes, that's enough, go back to work."
After saying that, she picked up the sewing basket and went to the bedroom. If he continued to pester her, she didn't have to work anymore. She went into the room and touched her hot face. What a shame, a grown man could pester her like a child.
However, when she thought of what the man said, she felt bitter in her heart. She had to admit that this man had a lot of shortcomings, but he was willing to protect her and understand her in front of outsiders. He was more suitable for her than any other man.
Han Ze looked at the closed door and smiled softly.
... .
Han Ze put on the cloth shoes made by his wife and walked out of the yard. He happened to meet Han Dazhuang and his wife coming back from the fields. Han Dazhuang saw Han Ze from a distance and found that he was different from usual. He walked closer and stared at Han Ze again and again. In an instant, he suddenly realized and exclaimed: "Han Ze, is your leg okay? No longer uneven feet?"
As soon as he said this, Liu Qingmei next to him also looked at Han Ze.
Han Ze glanced at them, pointed at his feet and said, "Qiu Bai made shoes specifically for me according to my body shape."
As he said that, he took two steps, looked at Han Dazhuang proudly, and asked, "How is it? Can you still tell that I have uneven feet?"
Han Dazhuang shook his head and said, "Your wife is quite thoughtful."
Han Ze was so arrogant that he pointed at his shoes and said, "That's right, my wife treats me very well and always thinks of me. Look at my shoes, they are the evidence."
Han Dazhuang's face was full of envy, "You are so lucky."
Han Ze put his hands behind his back and said with a smile: "Not everyone has such a blessing."
Han Dazhuang deeply agrees with this. How long has it been since his tigress made shoes for him? If he has no shoes to wear, he can just spend a few dollars at the market to buy a pair of Jiefang shoes. You really can't compare people. The more he compares, the more uncomfortable he feels. They are all men, why is there such a big difference
He looked at Han Ze with envy, and suddenly his eyes rolled. Although Han Ze looked very respectable among his friends, he was actually a coward when he was young. People say that it is difficult to change one's nature, and Han Ze's cowardly nature has always been with him. So how did he subdue Yang Qiubai, a woman who was more ferocious than his own tigress
He looked at Han Ze with a wolfish look in his eyes. It seemed that he had to ask Han Ze for advice. Thinking of this, he smiled and glanced at the tigress next to him, to see how he would deal with her and make her pull his ears all day long.
Liu Qingmei was stunned. She was greatly shocked by the envy on her man's face and the boasting on Han Ze's face.
He sighed, Yang Qiubai was indeed a resourceful person. She was also considered a tigress by the villagers, but in Han Dazhuang's heart, she was a real tigress. Look at Yang Qiubai, she controlled Han Ze like a lady from ancient times, never leaving the house, and Han Ze was full of praise for her. This was the highest realm of a tigress. It seemed that she had to seek advice from Yang Qiubai and learn from her how to control a man.
...
Wu Bin's wife Fang Xiuling, Cao Hua's wife Zhang Shunjuan, and Wang Licheng's wife Pi Qingmei are close to each other because their husbands are brothers.
Wang Chunli broke her arm, Fang Xiuling and Zhang Shunjuan came to see her, Pi Qingmei brought a bag of melon seeds and put them on the table for them to eat. Fang Xiuling grabbed a handful of melon seeds and said while eating, "The other day, I heard that Chunli broke her arm and went to ask Han Ze for money, but she didn't get it, right?"
Speaking of this, Pi Qingmei was furious. She said, "Ever since Han Ze married that woman Yang Qiubai, has anyone of you borrowed money from Han Ze? Xiuling, I remember your brother-in-law needed a few hundred yuan to marry a wife, and Wu Bin went to ask Han Ze for money, but he didn't get it, right?"
Fang Xiuling shook her head and sighed: "The little money Han Ze earned was all in Yang Qiubai's hands. Yang Qiubai broke a man's leg before. Han Ze saw Yang Qiubai like a mouse seeing a cat, afraid that he would break his leg. You said his leg didn't work well to begin with, and if Yang Qiubai broke his other leg, he would definitely jump into the river."
Zhang Shunjuan was very disdainful: "It's not a good thing for a woman to be too powerful. She is now relying on violence to make Han Ze surrender. Once Han Ze becomes rebellious, divorce is a matter of time. A woman who is getting married for the second time and still doesn't know how to restrain herself is too unkind."
Pi Qingmei and Fang Xiuling looked at each other, and Pi Qingmei said, "Han Ze didn't go when your family built the wall, did he?"
Zhang Shunjuan snorted and said, "Cao Hua went to ask Han Ze for help. Han Ze said that Yang Qiubai had given him a task and that if he failed to complete it, she would come back and break his legs. A woman who always shouts about breaking men's legs thinks she is quite capable."
As they were talking, Han Jiaojiao came over. She saw them and called out sweetly, "Aunt Zhang, Aunt Pi, Aunt Fang."
Pi Qingmei smiled and said, "Jiaojiao, what's the matter with you coming here?"
Han Jiaojiao took out Wang Chunli's homework book from her schoolbag and said, "Aunt Pi, Chunli's arm is broken, and the teacher asked me to bring her homework book back to her. The teacher said that although Chunli can't do her homework because her arm is broken, she can read more books at home, so that she won't forget all the knowledge in the books when her arm is healed. She must consolidate the knowledge she learned at home."
Pi Qingmei took the homework book and said, "Oh, look at this child, he is so sensible, his little mouth is so sweet and he knows how to talk."
Zhang Shunjuan curled her lips. Even though this child was adopted, the little girl was full of ideas. Thinking of this, she smiled and looked at Han Jiaojiao: "Jiaojiao, is the mother your father married to you good to you?"
Han Jiaojiao smiled and said, "Mom is very good to me."
Zhang Shunjuan raised her eyebrows, smiled, and asked, "So is your mother better to you or to her own son?"
Han Jiaojiao felt that the smile on her face was very dazzling, and she didn't like it. She said, "It's all good. My mother even bought me new clothes."
Zhang Shunjuan lifted her hair from her forehead and smiled meaningfully: "Your mother is nice to you now, that's because your mother hasn't given birth to a child for your father yet. If she gives birth to a younger brother for you, do you think she will still treat you as well as she does now?"
Han Jiaojiao looked at her and said nothing.
Seeing that she didn't say anything, Zhang Shunjuan didn't care and continued, "Do you know the red mud in our village?"
Han Jiaojiao nodded.
Zhang Shunjuan said: "Have you ever heard of Hongni's stepmother being so kind to her at first? But when she gave birth to a younger brother, she either beat her or kicked her."
Han Jiaojiao pursed her lips and said nothing.
Zhang Shunjuan smiled and said meaningfully, "I heard that the mother your father married to you broke someone's leg. It seems that she likes to beat people. Do you think she will beat you?"
Han Jiaojiao's eyes were red. She glared at her fiercely, then ran away quickly with her schoolbag on her back.
Pi Qingmei watched the little girl run away, patted Zhang Shunjuan on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "You, if Yang Qiubai knew that you instigated her relationship with her stepdaughter, do you think she would forgive you?"
Zhang Shunjuan said indifferently: "I am not Han Ze. Yang Qiubai can do whatever she wants. If she dares to come to me, I will let her know that our village is not a place where she can do whatever she wants, and not everyone can spoil her."
Pi Qingmei and Fang Xiuling looked at each other helplessly.
...
Han Jiaojiao ran home, threw herself into her father's arms, and started crying while hugging her father. Han Ze was startled. Yang Qiubai came over to hug her. She was so scared that her face turned pale, and she quickly buried her head in Han Ze's arms.
Yang Qiubai was startled. Han Ze glanced at Yang Qiubai and asked hurriedly, "What happened? Who bullied you?"
Han Jiaojiao's eyes were red from crying. She raised her head and quickly glanced at Yang Qiubai. Yang Qiubai was stunned. Han Ze frowned and said, "Tell Dad who bullied you. Dad will go and settle the score with him?"
Han Jiaojiao sobbed and said, "Aunt Zhang from Uncle Cao's family said that my mother stopped loving me after giving birth to my little brother and even beat me. She also said that my mother had broken someone's leg before... She will definitely beat me, and I don't want to be beaten."
Yang Qiubai sneered. These people really had nothing to do after eating.
Han Ze wiped her tears with a handkerchief and asked her patiently, "How does your mother treat you?"
Han Jiaojiao sniffed and said without thinking: "Mom is good to me."
Han Ze looked at her seriously, his tone a little harsh: "Since mom treats you well, how can you worry about mom beating you just because of a few words from others?"
Han Jiaojiao's tears fell down her face, she held the handkerchief and said nothing.
Han Ze said seriously: "Jiaojiao, your mother treats you as well as Lekang. You doubt your mother's love for you and even beat you just because of a few words from others. Have you ever thought about how sad your mother will be?"
Han Jiaojiao pursed her lips and whispered, "Yes."
Han Ze softened his tone: "Then should you apologize to your mother?"
Han Jiaojiao turned her head and looked at Yang Qiubai, her nose red, and said, "Mom, I'm sorry."
Yang Qiubai sighed and said, "It's okay, it's okay."
The child is still young and cannot distinguish the truth, goodness and beauty in the words of adults. Can she still argue with the child
Han Ze suddenly stood up and said, "I'm going out for a while."
Yang Qiubai looked at him in surprise: "What are you going to do?"
Han Ze snorted, "Cao Hua often complains about you in front of me and even urges me to divorce you. Look at his wife, what kind of person is she? The child is so young, and she actually talks nonsense in front of the child. Such a woman has a problem with her character. Cao Hua is always worried about you controlling me, but I think he should be worried about himself. He doesn't even know the character of the person next to him, and he keeps his mind on other people's families all day long."
With that, he strode out of the yard.
Yang Qiubai: "... "
This man says wind is rain.
...
Han Ze went to Cao Hua's house angrily. Zhang Shunjuan had just returned from Wang Lihua's house and felt a little guilty when she saw Han Ze. But she was telling the truth. Even if Yang Qiubai was unhappy, she had no choice. Words spoken were spilled and could not be taken back.
"Han Ze, aren't you carving Guanyin at home? Why are you here?" Cao Hua asked unhappily when he suddenly saw Han Ze coming home after not seeing him for a while.
Han Ze looked Cao Hua up and down, his eyes full of contempt.
Cao Hua was so angry at his stare that he asked, "What are you looking at?"
Han Ze frowned and said, "Hua Zi, you still say that my wife is not good. I think your wife is not a good person either."
Cao Hua was stunned, his face looked a little bad: "What's wrong? What did she do?"
Han Ze's face was very ugly. He said, "It was not easy for Yang Qiubai to marry me. Your wife went to Jiaojiao and said nonsense, saying that Yang Qiubai would not like her anymore and would beat her after giving birth to a son. Don't you think that by saying this, she is trying to sow discord between Qiubai and the child? Huazi, we are iron brothers. We can't let a woman ruin our relationship! This woman needs to be taught a lesson. Don't let her be too proud. If she is too proud, she will climb over your head."
Cao Hua's face turned pale: "This woman needs to be punished, I will go and teach her a lesson later."
Han Ze looked proud, looked at the shoes on his feet, and said, "Hua Zi, didn't you notice anything different about me today?"
Cao Hua was stunned. How could the topic change so quickly? He asked, "What's the difference?"
Han Ze turned around in front of him and asked him with a smile: "Did you find anything?"
Cao Hua shook his head, "No."
Han Ze glanced at him with a look of disapproval on his face: "Your eyesight isn't very good, you can't even catch up with Han Dazhuang. Han Dazhuang noticed something different about me today at a glance, but I was in front of you for a long time and you didn't notice anything."
Cao Hua laughed: "What is it? Why don't you just tell me directly?"
Han Ze coughed and said with a smile: "Didn't you notice that I walked normally today?"
As she spoke she began to circle in front of him again.
After he said that, Cao Hua looked at him carefully. It seemed normal. He pointed at his feet and asked, "I haven't seen you for a few days. How come your legs are suddenly healed?"
Han Ze laughed and said, "What's good about it? This is all thanks to Qiu Bai."
Cao Hua looked at him, waiting for him to continue.
Han Ze explained: "Thanks to the shoes Qiu Bai made for me, my feet are back to normal after wearing them. You said my wife was not good, but I said she was good, and you didn't believe me. Do you believe me now?"
Cao Hua curled his lips: "It's just a pair of cloth shoes. Any woman can make it. It's nothing special."
Han Ze glanced at him and muttered, "Any woman can make shoes. But no one has ever made me a pair of shoes that would make me look normal. My mother and sister never thought of making me such shoes..."
Cao Hua pointed at him blankly, looking like he had nothing to say.
Han Ze added: "That's why I say Qiu Bai is good."
Cao Hua: “…”
Han Ze continued, "Better than your wives."
Cao Hua: “…”
Han Ze continued: "So, don't push me to get a divorce in the future."
Cao Hua: “…”
Han Ze came back from Cao Hua's house and saw Han Dazhuang standing at the gate of his yard, looking around and wondering what he was doing. He stepped forward and patted his shoulder heavily. Han Dazhuang was startled and turned around to see that it was Han Ze. He covered his beating chest and complained, "Han Ze, it's you. You scared me to death."
Han Ze glanced at him and asked, "What are you doing so sneakily?"
Han Dazhuang took Han Ze's arm and walked to the corner of the wall. He looked around and saw that there was no one around. He leaned close to Han Ze's ear and whispered, "My tigress went to your tigress to learn from her. I was hiding at the door just now and heard my tigress ask your tigress..."
Han Ze suddenly interrupted him and said unhappily, "Stop."
Han Dazhuang looked at him blankly: "What's wrong?"
Han Ze looked at him and said with a half-smile: "Your wife is a tigress, but my wife is not. Have you ever seen a tigress as good as my wife? So, my wife is not a tigress, understand?"
Han Dazhuang nodded stupidly, then shook his head, and continued, "I was hiding at your doorstep just now and heard my tigress asking how your wife controlled you. She controlled you so strictly, and you were full of praise for her, and wanted to learn from your wife and then come back to use it on me. Han Ze, how did your wife control you? Tell me, so I can deal with my tigress when I go back."
Han Ze clicked his tongue twice and patted his shoulder: "Han Dazhuang, Han Dazhuang, you two are really nice. My wife doesn't control me, I am willing to be controlled by her. My wife has been hurt, I love her, so I obey her in everything. I am willing, do you understand?"
Han Dazhuang rubbed his head and said, "Han Ze, I know you are willing, but it is true that your wife treats you well. Tell me how you deal with your wife. I also want my tigress to kill chickens for me and make shoes for me."
Han Ze smiled at him, his face full of mystery: "This kind of thing can only be understood but not expressed in words. If you want your wife to treat you well, you have to figure it out yourself."
Han Dazhuang looked bewildered: "How do you think about it?"
Han Ze shook his head: "Then I don't know. You know your own wife, don't you? You have to prescribe the right medicine according to her personality, so that you can cure the disease. Only then can you achieve the desired effect."
Han Dazhuang seemed to understand, but not quite. He muttered blankly, "The medicine works, the medicine works. OK, OK, I think I understand a little bit. I'll try it when I get back."
Han Ze raised his eyebrows: "Just give it a try. How do you know it won't work if you don't try it?"
Han Dazhuang felt that what Han Ze said was absolutely right. He was indeed a man who had fought against a vicious woman who broke her leg.
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