Old Song accepted the flour and told her that he would return it to her when he caught more fish and shrimp.
But it has to be kept secret.
So, the two sides stopped talking nonsense, and after the exchange, Old Song took the children and left quickly.
He brought a small cloth bag in advance.
He put all the money in it and gave Song Yu Nuan one dime so that she could buy some candy later.
Song Yunuan was holding the cloth bag. Song Mingsheng originally wanted to jump into the fish basket and let his grandfather carry it on his back, but Song Yunuan said that it had a fishy smell and he would become stinky.
Song Mingsheng pouted, looked at his clean clothes, and no longer insisted on squatting in. Old Song went to the grocery store and bought a pound of pork belly. This one didn't require a ticket, but it was one cent more expensive than the one that required a ticket.
It takes two hours to walk from the county to Erdaohe Village. Considering his delicate granddaughter, Old Song did not choose to walk home, but went to the bus station.
Seeing Song Yu Nuan, the ticket seller's eyes lit up and she greeted her enthusiastically: "Miss Xiao Nuan, are you going to Sunflower Commune?"
"Yes, sister."
"Get in quickly, the car will leave soon."
So, the three of them, grandparents and grandchildren, bought two tickets and got on the bus.
Even the driver was smiling.
They were praised by their leader.
In this era, letters of praise are extremely valuable.
When one person is praised, even the whole family feels honored.
Not to mention the heartfelt letter of praise from Song Yu Nuan, which described how they endured the daily bumps, going through wind and rain, and serving the vast number of farmers, and expressed the farmers' heartfelt gratitude.
The letter was posted on the unit's bulletin board.
For example, how could the conductor not be enthusiastic when he saw Song Yunuan?
Song Yunuan sat behind the conductor, and Old Song went to the co-pilot. This seat was not sold out, the view was good, and it was not so bumpy.
The old man held A Sheng and chatted with the driver.
"This stretch of road is not easy to drive on. The driver is a very good driver. You are an experienced driver. This trip has made life more convenient for us farmers. We are very grateful to you..."
Song Yu Nuan was talking to the ticket seller.
After introducing themselves, one was called Xiao Nuan and the other was sweetly called Sister Niu.
By the time we arrived at Kuihua Commune, we had already become familiar with the place.
Before getting off the bus, Sister Niu asked Song Yunuan in a low voice: "Do you have shepherd's purse in your village?"
Song Yu Nuan nodded: "Yes, my mother picked a lot yesterday morning. Sister Niu, do you like to eat them? If you like, I will wait for you at this intersection at this time tomorrow..."
Sister Niu waved her hands hurriedly, "No, no, Xiao Nuan, I want to tell you something. Several people from Beidu have moved into Xiaozhao, the country government. This season is the lean season, and the canteen has no fresh vegetables. The buyer for the canteen of the guesthouse is my second uncle, and he asked me to go to the commune to collect some shepherd's purse. If you have any in your village, I'll give you this job. My second uncle said the maximum price is five cents per pound, and you can take as many as you can. If Xiaozhao canteen can't use it all, we will distribute it as welfare to the unit employees. But we only want shepherd's purse, and it must be of good quality and clean. If you can do it, I won't go to the commune."
Old Song had sharp ears. After hearing this, he thought of the fields of shepherd's purse on the river bank, and his heart suddenly became excited.
But he didn't say anything.
Song Yu Nuan happily agreed, agreed on the time and place, and the three of them got out of the car.
"Grandpa, did you hear that just now?"
"I heard it. I also know where there is the most." Old Song said enthusiastically.
This time, the grandfather and grandson walked with the wind.
Little A Sheng ran to Song Yunan happily and put his little hand into Song Yunan's hand.
He was held by his sister's hand, and he looked up at his sister, his eyes full of admiration. His sister was so great!
He wanted to follow his sister for the rest of his life.
Eat delicious and spicy food!
When they got home, Song Liang and his others had just returned from working in the fields.
The wicker basket in the yard was full of shepherd's purse.
Song Ting is chopping stuffing.
In the evening, I would make dumplings stuffed with shepherd's purse.
Old Song over there took a look at Song Liang who looked depressed, and told his family about the job assigned by the ticket seller.
Old Mrs. Song was so happy that she didn't know what to say.
He also warned everyone not to tell anyone else and asked Song Ting to talk to the second brother's family.
Song Ting put down the kitchen knife and was about to leave, but Song Yu Nuan grabbed her and stuffed the musical scores in her bag into her hands, smiling: "Aunt, the county art troupe is recruiting a soprano. I've signed you up. There will be an interview in three days, and I'll go with you then."
Everyone: ...
They looked at Song Yu Nuan in disbelief.
Xia Guilan was even happier: "Is it true?"
Tingting is my mother-in-law's daughter who came later in life, but she is not spoiled at all. She is three years older than Song Yunuan and Song Mingbo. When she was five years old, the task of taking care of the twins fell on her.
To be honest, Siqi and Apo were almost raised by Tingting.
But Siqi had no conscience. When she was leaving Tingting tried to pull her back and asked if they could communicate in the future. But Siqi pushed her away and said many unpleasant things to her.
It was her fault for not teaching Siqi well.
When she heard the good news, she was so happy that her breathing became rapid.
Unexpectedly, I was poured cold water on the next moment.
"Mom, although it's true, there are hundreds of people who have signed up. Aunt, you have to work hard in these three days. I believe in your ability."
Song Ting's heart skipped a beat.
It's over. There are so many people, how could a country girl like her be chosen?
My niece's kindness was wasted in vain.
Song Ting seemed to have seen her own fate and was about to cry.
[Speaking of my aunt being poisoned and mute, it might be related to her voice. After the Song family got into trouble, my aunt was rejected for marriage, so she took me to the county town. The county guesthouse happened to be recruiting temporary workers to wash vegetables, so my aunt took me in to work. At night, we slept in the utility room behind the cafeteria. I couldn't sleep, so my aunt sang lullabies for me.]
Everyone in the room heard this.
Everyone pretended not to hear and turned away hastily.
Old Mrs. Song couldn't resist crying , so she hurriedly picked up a kitchen knife and started cutting green onions to cover herself.
Song Liang, who was feeling sorry for himself, immediately came to his senses.
Quietly slap yourself.
You idiot, it's already came to this and you're still thinking about that useless thing?
Without Xiao Nuan, you won't even know how you died.
[The lullaby was sung by my aunt in a melodious and soul-stirring way. At that time, my aunt did not know that the famous Chinese singer, Teacher Zhu Man, was listening not far away.]
Everyone felt their breath was suffocated.
Zhuman, is that the Zhuman on the radio?
[Teacher Zhu Man wanted to take in a disciple, but it was too late so he didn't bother her. He wanted to come find her the next day, but my aunt and I were kicked out before dawn the next day.]
[When Teacher Zhu found my aunt, she was in another county, but by then, her voice had been ruined.]
Song Yu Nuan didn't notice the expressions of others at all. She was mainly focused on hearing the panicked Ah Sheng insisting on being held by his sister.
So Song Yu Nuan carried Ah Sheng to fetch water.
Everyone heard the last words:
[My aunt will definitely be selected. The director of the county art troupe is a kind man who loves talents. According to his opinion, the selection should be open. He is kind and fair. Besides, my aunt, who is favored by Teacher Zhu Man, how could she not be selected into the county art troupe? ]
Song Yu Nuan stood at the door and encouraged her, "Aunt, they say that sharpening a spear before a battle is a good idea. Come on, you can definitely do it!"