Yang Shifeng's worries were not superfluous at all. Next, many villagers came to borrow money one after another, all because they wanted to spend money to buy peace.
However, among these borrowers, it is not that they can’t afford the money. Some people have money and can’t bear it. Yang Shifeng, as he said before, will always ask for interest. When these people hear that they want to give so much interest, Then he retreated and went back embarrassedly, but there were naturally a lot of nasty things behind his back.
As for those who have to borrow no matter how high the interest rate is, Yang Shifeng knows that they really need money, so he borrows generously.
Growing up with Yang Shifeng, Dazhao, who is as close as a brother, also came to the door.
Dazhu and his wife came together, they brought a basket of sweet potatoes, and said embarrassedly, "There is nothing good at home, I can only bring some sweet potatoes for the children, don't take it offense."
Yang Shifeng looked at Dazhu disapprovingly, "What are you doing? Is it difficult to bring something with me when I come to my house? Then, should I bring something with me next time I go to your house? Take these sweet potatoes back!"
Dazhu patted Yang Shifeng's shoulder, "Shifeng, I didn't give it to you, I brought it to Tuanzi. This is my little intention. It's just that my uncle is too shabby, and there is nothing good to bring him."
Yang Shifeng frowned, "What is shabby and not shabby, dumplings can only eat milk now, and he can't eat these things if you bring them. You can eat them when he is older, and take them back now." Yang Shifeng knew that the villagers had nothing to do in winter. For food, sweet potatoes are a good thing. Some people rely on them to survive the whole winter. Now the villagers are in difficulty, and the Dazhu family must not have a good time. He will not accept them anyway.
Dazhu ignored Yang Shifeng and pushed the cleaned sweet potato to the dumpling who was in Eleven's arms and rolled his eyes curiously, "Duanzi, Uncle Dazhu brought you the sweet potato, keep it, I won't give it to you. Dad."
Danzi is very sensitive to his name. Hearing Dazhu calling him, he immediately said "ah" twice, as if responding, and then turned his eyes to the red sweet potato, his eyes widened, and his little hands started again. Can't wait to grab and grab enough sweet potatoes.
Dazhu's daughter-in-law saw the dumpling's chubby, glutinous yet smart and lively appearance, her heart almost melted, she couldn't help reaching out and grabbed a small hand of the dumpling and rubbed it, "Look at how much we like the dumpling, we all I want to reach out and take it, how can I be so smart at such a young age."
Dazhu added on the side, "Look, Danzi likes it very much, you can't reject us instead of Danzi."
Yang Shifeng was quite dumbfounded, knowing that it was impossible to return, so he had no choice but to say: "Okay, okay, then I'll accept it instead of the dumplings, but don't do this next time you come again, or I'll be really angry with you."
"Okay, not next time."
Eleven sighed silently, pinched the flesh on the little fat man's cheek, and scolded him with hatred, "Little fat man, why are you being so rude? You like everything they give you!"
"Wow--" The little fat man waved his little hand, very dissatisfied with his old lady talking about him.
Dazhu's daughter-in-law looked hot and couldn't help asking eagerly, "On Eleven, can I hug the dumplings?"
"Okay, why not." Eleven patted the little fat man's butt, "Fat, come, give Auntie a hug, don't move around, or Auntie won't be able to hold you."
The little fat man looked at Dazhu's daughter-in-law who stretched out his hand, said "ah" at her, and was hugged obediently.
"Oh, it's really sturdy. This weight is comparable to someone's child for several months." Dazhu's daughter-in-law couldn't help sighing as soon as she hugged the dumpling.
"Giggle... ." The little fat man laughed suddenly, and his little hands were waving to and fro, too happy.
Dazhu's daughter-in-law was very rare by his small appearance, so she carefully kissed his fat cheek, "Did Auntie say you are strong, are you happy?"
"what-"
Eleven said from the side: "Sister-in-law, don't praise him. He still thinks it's a big thing that he is fat. He is happy to be a fat man."
Dazhu's daughter-in-law didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "You, the dumplings are so good, others can't envy them.
"Ah—" Tuanzi exclaimed in agreement.
"Okay, you are fat, you are amazing! I won't say you are fine." After speaking, Eleven stood up and said, "Sister-in-law, the dumpling is probably hungry, it's time to breastfeed, let's go to the room and talk."
Dazhu's daughter-in-law glanced at Dazhu, knowing that Eleven was deliberately giving space for the two men to talk, she picked up the dumpling and followed into the room.
The two men also knew that the door was closed, and Yang Shifeng asked: "Dazhu, are you looking for me for something?"
Dazhu sighed, "Shi Feng, I won't go around in circles with you. I'm here today to ask you for help. I, I want to borrow some money from you."
"Is it because of the conscription?"
"That's it, no one else in my family can go except me, but how can I go to war? After I leave, how will the four of them survive at home? The eldest of my family is only seven years old. If I leave, their mother Not one of them will survive."
Yang Shifeng frowned, "Don't you have four brothers in your family? Why do you want to go? Even if you want to go, your parents should pay for the head, why do you want to borrow money?"
The folds between Dazhu's brows deepened, and his expression was full of anger, "Don't talk about that big family, they don't treat me as a family at all, my father is a biological father, but he is no different from his stepfather, that family has a black heart. The unanimous agreement instructed me to send me to my death, and I demanded to split up the family in a fit of rage. After the split, I still want to go, but they also have to send another person, I will see what they will do!"
Yang Shifeng is also clear about the situation of the Dazhu family. As the saying goes, if you have a stepmother, you will have a stepfather. This is true.
Patting Dazhu's shoulder, Yang Shifeng said, "It's a good thing to split up the family. In the future, you will live a good life with your sister-in-law." After speaking, Yang Shifeng took out eight taels of silver and handed it to him, "This is eight taels of silver. , take it."
Dazhu wiped his eyes, stretched out his hand to take the money, and said in a low voice, "Brother, thank you, I will pay you back next year, together with the interest."
"What is interest without interest, that's my rhetoric to the outside world, lest the whole village come to my house to borrow money, and I can't afford it, but if you borrow money, I'll still be a brother! Just pay the interest.”
Dazhu smiled and punched Yang Shifeng, "Okay, I see.
The two men were talking outside, and in the room, Dazhu's wife also nervously told Eleven about borrowing money, Eleven didn't care: "It's okay, the two men will handle this matter, don't worry. "
Seeing that Eleven didn't care, Dazhu's daughter-in-law breathed a sigh of relief. Originally, she was afraid that Eleven would have an opinion on borrowing money. It seemed that she thought too much.
The little fat man was being played on the bed by Eleven. He couldn't turn over yet, he could only stretch out his hands and feet like a tortoise and fluttered around on all fours.
Eleven squeezed Little Fatty's little fat feet and laughed at him, "Look, you're just like a little tortoise now, you're still a fat tortoise."
Being pinched by his feet, the little fat man shouted "Wow".
Dazhu's daughter-in-law was so rare that she could not wait to take the little fat man home, and she also reached out and carefully held the little fat man's other foot, her eyes full of love, "Eleven, how did you raise it, how come the dumplings are so good-looking. "
"There's no way to support him. He is so powerful. He absorbs nutrients when he is still in my stomach. He looks more powerful than anyone else. Now he is even more powerful. Eat, can he grow up eating like this?"
Dazhu's daughter-in-law nodded enviously, if only she could give birth to such a fat boy.
"Eleven, you... Do you have any way for me to have a son?"
Hearing such a sentence suddenly, Eleven was stunned, "What?"
Dazhu's daughter-in-law pursed her lips, a little embarrassed and a little melancholy, "I have given birth to three girls for my Dazhu, and I don't have a son. Fortunately, my Dazhu doesn't care, saying that rebirth is just a matter of rebirth, but I also I don't know what's going on, since I gave birth to my third child, there has been no movement. It's been several years. Am I not able to conceive from now on? But I still want to give birth to a son to my family. , If my family's Dazhu is really conscripted this time, I can't leave him behind."
Eleven can't stand the idea of having a son to have a future. I really don't understand why people's thinking at this time is so ignorant and feudal, but she won't be stupid enough to reason with others. Anyway, everyone The patriarchal ideology has been deeply ingrained, and she cannot change it.
Eleven said the truth: "Even if you can get pregnant again, it doesn't have to be a son. Having a child and a daughter is a matter of fate. Doctors can't change it."
"I know this, I just want to try again. I'm still young and I can have a few more years. I don't believe that I can't give birth to a son, as long as I can get pregnant again. But I'm obviously in good health. It was fine when I was a daughter, why can't I conceive?"
Eleven admired her persistence and said directly, "Put out your wrist and I'll give you a pulse."
Dazhu's daughter-in-law hurriedly stretched out her hand.
Eleven took her pulse carefully, withdrew her hand, and asked, "What are the ages of your three daughters?"
Dazhu's daughter-in-law quickly replied: "The oldest is seven years old, the oldest is two or six years old, and the oldest is three or five years old."
"Huh? You just got pregnant again after giving birth." Eleven was amazed.
Dazhu's daughter-in-law blushed and was speechless.
Eleven said: "Your body is not as good as you think. It is because you have given birth too frequently, and you are pregnant again before your body is well cultivated. This has caused damage to your body, so it is not easy to conceive now."
"Ah? That's the case, so what should I do? Is it okay?"
Eleven nodded, "It's okay, I'll prescribe a side drug for you to go home and recuperate. You'll be fine in less than three months, and you'll be able to get pregnant by then. However, you'd better take a break after giving birth. It takes two years to regenerate, which is good for the body, and can no longer be born continuously."
Dazhu's daughter-in-law nodded quickly, "I will remember it in the future."
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After sending away the couple, Dazhu and his wife, Eleven carried the little fat man and followed Yang Shifeng into the kitchen. Yang Shifeng wanted to bake sweet potatoes for Eleven.
Eleven loves to eat roasted sweet potatoes. One person can eat three. Now Dazhu brings a big basket, but it will go into her mouth.
"Fatty, Mommy has touched your light. Anyway, you can't eat it now, so Mommy will eat it for you first." Eleven kissed the little Fatty as a thank you.
"Wow--" The little fat man waved his fist at his old mother.
Eleven took a bite of the meat on his cheek, "It's no use calling, you can't eat it anyway, you can only watch me eat it."
"Wow-wow-" the cry grew louder.
Yang Shifeng looked at it funny, but when he saw the sweet potatoes being roasted, he couldn't help sighing, "It's so difficult in the village now, so many sweet potatoes are probably enough for Dazhu's family to eat for a few days."
Eleven didn't fully understand this place, and asked inexplicably, "Isn't it okay before? Is it so difficult?"
"Yeah." Yang Shifeng explained to her, "In winter, there is nothing to eat and nothing to do. Most people have to live with their belts tied. The villagers usually rely on sweet potatoes to feed themselves in winter, but this year they are recruiting troops at this juncture. Those People who have paid for it will probably not be able to survive this winter."
"So serious?" Eleven frowned when he heard this, and forgot to tease the little fat man.
"Eight taels of silver is a large amount. The family basically has no money if it is given out. It's going to be New Year's Day soon, but now there are no people coming to buy New Year's goods."
When I think about it on Eleven, it's true. When the New Year was approaching last year, the shop was full of people, and the goods were sold very quickly. Yang Shifeng went to replenish the goods several times, but now it was almost the end of the year, but no one came to buy the goods. , the shop is very deserted. It looks like it's really a conscription.
Yang Shifeng looked out the door, his voice sighed, "Every time the imperial court comes to recruit troops, the common people have to suffer a disaster, especially our poor mountain family, it is tantamount to being peeled off. This winter, I I'm really afraid that people will starve to death."
"Starving people? So serious?"
"In the past, the imperial court also came to recruit troops. At that time, some family took out their wealth and sold out their food, and finally the family almost starved to death. Anyway, this year, everyone has a bad life."
Eleven was a little stunned. For the first time, I realized how poor and difficult the people here are. It is so difficult that a small conscription may bring a catastrophic blow to the family.
In contrast, her and Yang Shifeng's home is like a paradise on a barren land, carefree and free.
The little fat man saw that his father and mother were no longer teasing him, so he opened his mouth and clenched his fists and said "Ah" twice.
Eleven came back to his senses, lowered his head and held the little hand of the little fat man and took a bite, and the little fat man laughed again.
"Forget it, this is not something we can change."
Yang Shifeng also knew that his worries were useless, so he could only take one step at a time, so he didn't say more. Just as the sweet potato was baked, he picked up the sweet potato and blew it, then peeled off the charred skin and handed it to Eleven. , "Be careful of scalding, eat slowly."
Eleven took the sweet potato, and a strong sweet smell entered her nose, which made her appetite greatly increased. She immediately opened her mouth and took a bite. She felt soft and sweet, and smiled sweetly at Yang Shifeng, "Brother Shifeng, this is really delicious. ."
Yang Shifeng touched her face, "Eat slowly, there's more."
Probably because the fragrance was too strong, the little fat man smelled it too. He immediately wrinkled his little nose and took a breath. His eyes were firmly locked on the sweet potato in Eleven's hand. cry.
Eleven squeezed his belly, "Do you want to eat it too?"
"Wow-ah-" The little fat man kicked his feet with excitement.
Eleven took another bite of the sweet potato, gloating over the misfortune, "You can't eat it if you want, you don't have teeth, you can only drink milk, hahaha..."
The little fat man watched as the sweet potato was eaten by Eleven one bite at a time, his little mouth opened and closed, and his little tongue stuck out, almost drooling.
Eleven complained to Yang Shifeng, "Look at your little fat man, he knows he wants something to eat at such a young age. In the future, I will see that the food sold at home will suffer, but I have to be optimistic."
Yang Shifeng didn't say a word, but stretched out his hand and hugged the little fat man, so that the little fat man would not feel uncomfortable when he saw that he couldn't eat.
The little fat man was hugged by his father, there was no fragrance, his small mouth suddenly flattened, and a "woo woo" sound came from his mouth, which was extremely aggrieved.
Yang Shifeng looked distressed, and hurriedly took the little guy into his arms and patted it, "Don't cry, you are still young, you can't eat that, and it's not delicious at all, let's not eat it."
"Woooo-" The little fat man cried aggrievedly buried in Yang Shifeng's arms.
Eleven stretched his head to look at the face of the little fat man in Yang Shifeng's arms, and immediately smiled, "Yang Shifeng, please ignore him, you see he is not really crying at all, and he is lying, and there is not a single tear on his face. "
Yang Shifeng looked down and smiled. His little dumpling was sobbing, but his eyes were still wandering, and there were no tears in his eyes.
Yang Shifeng fondly kissed Xiao Tuanzi's fat face, "My dear, why are you so smart? Dad was deceived by you."
The little guy smacked his lips and continued to howl.
Eleven rolled his eyes at the little guy, "I'm afraid you're not a showman, little fat man?"
The little fat man ignored him and continued to whimper.
Oh, there is no doubt that the drama is good!