Chapter 183: Ruan Siyi vs. Joe's

???? Joe's jewelry did not get much silver.
Those jewelry were expensive when they were beaten, but they couldn't get them back when they went to the pawnshop.
I changed almost three hundred and two silvers. This time, instead of letting the injured Ruan Siyi go out, Qiao's changed his humble clothes and took Chuntao and Ms. Chen out in person.
After two days, I finally bought a small house in a slum area outside the city.
On the day of the move, Qiao's chatter explained to Ruan Siyi that there was not much money at home, and the houses in Beijing were expensive. This kind of place was bought for more than two hundred.
The house is small, looks old on the outside, and old on the inside, but it is very clean. Upon entering the yard, there are two main rooms, a hall and a bedroom. There is a small room on the left and right, one is a cabin and the other is a stove. There is a well in the courtyard, and there are latrines behind the house.
Then the days passed.
When I first bought the house, there was no furniture in it, and Qiao's pre-takes Chun Tao Chen's mother to buy some cheap furniture. This time, Ruan Siyi did not have the intention to stay in the house, but with them.
He changed to an ordinary cloth shirt. Mother Chen borrowed a board car from the neighbor next door, and then directed her kind neighbor to go to the bazaar and found some furniture on the bazaar.
After piled up a big car, Ruan Siyi overestimated his physical strength, and finally four people pushed back together.
I bought the house, the things used on the stove, and some food, and there was little silver left in Joe's hands. After two days, Qiao Shi gritted his teeth and took her and Ruan Siyi's good clothes as pawnshops. Although she didn't have much silver, she thought about it, but she couldn't put it on anyway in the future, and she didn't need to wear silk satin in such places.
Living in Beijing is not easy.
Ruan Siyi didn't understand this principle before, and Qiao's didn't understand either. They were born rich and rich, born with golden spoons, they ate the taste of mountain and seafood, and they were the best to wear. Who still cares how much silver a bucket of rice requires.
But now it's different, because sitting in the mountains and eating the sky, Qiao Shi carefully calculated the last dozens of silver in his hand.
She began to deal with the neighbors in the neighborhood, asking where the freshest and cheapest dishes are, learning how to make delicious and inexpensive food with others, and working with the women she knew to buy cheap dishes at the end of the morning market ...
Qiao's is no longer like that of your former lady. It has become very ordinary and very unremarkable, but it is ruddy and full of spirit.
On the contrary, although Ruan Siyi was wearing a cloth shirt, she was still graceful.
It's just silence, few words, slowly starting to lose weight ...
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After a long depression, Ruan Siyi was finally ill.
When I couldn't afford it, Qiao's doctor was in a panic, but a dose of soup would not help ...
The more silver, the fewer flowers ...
Chun Tao once said that he would accompany Qiao's life, but suddenly he said that there was a family in the alley who was willing to marry her. Although the man was about forty, he also brought a child, but he was a good person. Chuntao said that she did not grow well and was not too young, so just marry it ...
When Chun Tao said this, Qiao Shi was crying sadly while sitting outside. She knew that Chuntao didn't want to marry, but knew that her family couldn't afford to raise a mouth ...
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Mother Chen also cried, she cried that she had no family, only a young lady, she was useless when she was old ...
Qiao Shi held her and cried, saying that starving to death would not let Ms. Chen go ...
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On the second day, Ruan Siyi stood up and trembled and said she wanted to eat.
He could get up in two days, but he was still very thin. When he was able to get out of bed and walked around, he was moving in the yard every day.
Suddenly one day, Ruan Siyi disappeared.
Qiao's panic searched everywhere, but did not find it. Just in despair, Ruan Siyi stepped into the hospital door.
"where did you go?"
"I just go for a walk ..."
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Ruan Siyi started to walk out every day, and Joe couldn't rest assured that he would follow, he refused.
In fact, Ruan Siyi didn't do anything. He just swayed around his residence. No starting point, no destination, just walking ...
The sun was so bright outside that day that he couldn't open his eyes. Ruan Siyi went out of the house and was lost after a few steps.
"Are you the man of the Ruan family?"
An old man sat at the door of a family not far away, looking at him kindly.
Ruan Siyi nodded blankly.
"Come, come sit down and see you don't seem to be going out." The old man took out a small ladle and patted it.
He walked blankly and sat down.
The little lazi is very small and very short. He had never sat on such a thing. Suddenly he sat down as if he suddenly became shorter and smaller, and became extremely low. Occasionally, one or two people passed by, obviously dressed like a poor family, but at this time his eyes were taller.
Ruan Siyi was at a loss for a while ...
The old man had knives in his hands. His hands were very rough, and the sharp bamboo strips seemed to be nothing in his hands. Ruan Siyi felt that if he changed himself, his hands would definitely be cut with blood, but the old man did not.
"After being a neighbor for such a long time, I rarely see you go out, and listen to your woman, you are sick. How is it, is your body better?"
Ruan Siyi is not very suitable for this state of gossip. Ai Ai said: "Okay."
"It ’s fine, our poor people ca n’t afford to be sick. The days when you were sick, you see your woman in a state of disarray. Alas ... this man is still the backbone of the family, there are men, The family has the backbone ... "
"Yes Yes."
"I'm angry when I see you full of books. I'm a reader. Good readers, I can shine on the lintel in the future. My little grandchildren will prepare for him to study in the future. When he comes back to take the first exam, the old man can wake up laughing when I dream. "
Ruan Siyi looked sorrowful and lowered his head. "It's useless to be a scholar ..."
"How can I say this? The old Confucius said that reading is good ... Of course, it is not easy for us poor people to want to come out as a scholar. Alas, to say so, it is still a matter of livelihood. Also useless. By the way, what kind of livelihood is your family doing? "
"No, no livelihood."
The old man looked at the thin-skinned and tender-skinned scholar in front of him, and suddenly nodded, "No wonder you said that uselessness is a scholar ... Actually, it's a mistake to think about it, we also have scholars on this street, usually Helping people write a letter and copy a book or something that can maintain their livelihood is the hardship of life. Study hard and study hard, and once you can pass the exam, you will be able to get ahead. "
Ruan Siyi froze.
After a while, when Ruan Siyi left, the old man sighed.
The woman of Ruan's family is also pitiful. The man is a scholar, too high-spirited, and his family life is unsustainable. Feeling that it would damage the dignity of the man, he actually asked him to say this.
After thinking for a while, the old man stopped thinking.
After all, I have to live by myself, and I have lost my head and suffered a loss, so that I can understand the truth in this period. I hope this posterity can understand it.
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Ruan Siyi continued to sway around with a hesitant attitude, but this time it had a purpose, not a vain.
After reading for a few days, he also had some ideas in his mind, and turned home to find things after returning home.
"Xiang Gong, what are you looking for?"
Ruan Siyi froze for a moment, and said softly: "I remember when I moved over, there were some pens, ink, paper and inkstones."
"You're talking about those." Joe turned around to open a box and hugged a pile of things. "Well, it's all here."
There is an inkstone with missing corners, two nib ink has clumped the brush, and a stack of white rice paper.
Ruan Siyi is fond of elegance, and the books and calligraphy and paintings placed in the study room are all very precious. At first, those people ran away with objects, but in the end they had nothing to roll, so they wiped out the study room. After all sorts of picking, everyone left this thing to Ruan Siyi.
Ruan Siyi touched these things with a complex expression, but did not speak.
The next day he asked Qiao's for two or two silvers, he didn't say what he did, and Qiao's didn't ask.
At night, he returned with a special bookcase. It's the kind of box that is one foot, half width and half person high, which can be carried behind the back and can also be used as a simple small desk.
The next day, he went out with the book box and pen, ink, paper and inkstone.
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It is easy to think, but difficult to do.
When Ruan Siyi was carrying the bookcase out of the house, he didn't feel it. When he saw the place he had looked at in advance, he stood there stunned for a long time without putting the bookcase down.
On the street, the crowd was bustling. On both sides, small business hawkers shouted and begged for their livelihood, and he was going to beg for livelihood in such a place.
Ruan Siyi stood there, a strong sense of shame and shame invaded his heart.
"Hey, are you a scholar or not? I wrote the letter, and I'm waiting for something."
He glanced sideways, and a woman in her fifties stood there looking at him impatiently.
"Put it, put it."
He put the book box down mechanically, removed the small stool above it, took a thin sheet over the book box, and removed the pen, ink and paper ink from the side cover.
Mo was ground in advance, he walked carefully, and did not spill out. Spreading a piece of snow-white rice paper, he took a deep whisper and asked what the aunt needed to write.
The aunt seemed to write letters frequently and spoke quickly.
Ruan Siyi listened and pondered, and after retouching, he wrote the first family letter written in his life. After he finished writing, he followed his example and repeated it to the maid.
After listening to the aunt, she said anxiously: "Will you scholar write letters? You can't understand what you write. If you can't write, I'll find someone else."
Ruan Siyi was blushing, and she didn't know what to say.
He was a little confused and didn't understand why he didn't write well. He was proficient in poetry and song. How could he even write a letter that was not good?
Suddenly he passed the aunt's phrase "Unintelligible" in his mind, and suddenly realized that he was busy: "This aunt, I will help you rewrite another one."
"Then this one is not worth money?"
Generally, people write books for people by bills. One page of correspondence, only three penny for self-provided paper, or five pens if you do not bring your own paper.
Ruan Siyi smiled bitterly and said, "I don't need it."
With that said, he was in a hurry to write the book, but in a few breaths, another vernacular version of the family book was released.
The auntie was a little surprised to see him write so fast, "Are you writing it right? I didn't even start dictating, did you write it?"
Of course Ruan Siyi understands the meaning of this maid. He has always had a good memory. This is only a short time later, and he will never forget it.
Seeing that the aunt did not believe, he took up the letter and dictated it.
After listening to it, the aunt looked at him in surprise: "You are a good student and have a good memory, you do n’t know, my girl is married to a foreign country, and I will go to the family book a few days later. I have written, and they have to repeat me several times each time to finish one. "
Ruan Siyi was pleased and bitter in his heart and said, "Aunt Xie's praise, this is not appropriate."
Auntie found out a ‘min seal’ and handed him,
You help me dress up and write a cover for Sun Yuejiao.
"Ok."
Auntie walked happily with the letter, leaving five copper plates.
Ruan Siyi looked at the five dirty copper plates and stayed there for a long time. . .