Chapter 5 Night Talk
This was not the first time that Wang Deming had suggested that his godmother move to the city to live with him. He had only asked briefly twice before.

Why twice? Because once Wang Deming published a novel, Red Star Shines on Me to Fight, and received a considerable amount of royalties; and once he unearthed a huge treasure.

Although his royalties were used to support the Korean War in order to keep up with the trend and establish his image, he did make a few windfalls with the help of his golden finger, and he also took on tailoring work with his sister, so he had no shortage of money.

What is lacking now is how to spend money in an upright manner.
Wang Deming had personally seen enemy spies being reported for spending money lavishly.
"Hey, Deming, you, stop trying to persuade me." Wang Shuqin sighed deeply, "I'm going to be honest with you today. I will never go to the city."

"Mom has experienced those hard times in the past few years. No matter how chaotic the city is, the countryside is still relatively stable."

"And now the government has classified my mother and me as poor peasants and allocated us land."

"It is also thanks to your godfather's good reputation for providing free medical treatment to the villagers and donating money to build schools that mother has a way to survive."

"Mom is going to protect this piece of land in the countryside, just like your godfather did when he was alive. Although mom doesn't have your godfather's ability, this is a way out for you and your sister in the end."

"As the saying goes: Always think of the days ahead! If the situation changes again, we won't be left without food or a place to live."

Wang Deming admired his godmother's idea of ​​being prepared for danger in times of peace. Of course, this was also related to her previous experiences, such as the warlords' fighting, the Japanese invasion, the Kuomintang coming to power, etc. The situation was always very chaotic in those years, and a family could be broken up if one was not careful.

If we follow the previous living standard, my godmother's family would have been dead.
But Wang Deming couldn't tell his godmother that he had traveled from the future. Since the founding of the People's Republic of China in 49, our country has been developing rapidly and steadily, and in a few years, even the streets will be deserted.

But my godmother's thinking has already formed a fixed pattern. It seems that I can't convince her for the time being. I can only wait for the future.
"Alas," Wang Deming also sighed and looked at the dilapidated earthen house. His mind turned. He realized that he was just thinking about how to show his strength. It would be nice to build a house in the countryside first.

"Mom, in that case, let's build a new house?"

"I'll give you 200 yuan next time I come back, and we'll build the house with bricks and tiles."

"No need to bring the money back!" "Mom has enough money. I've saved the five dollars you and your sister gave me every month in the past two years. And I also have more than 300 dollars from selling eggs. It's enough to build a house in the countryside."

"We can't build a house that's too eye-catching. Three rooms are enough for now, so you have a place to sleep when you come back." When Wang Shuqin mentioned this, her eyes suddenly filled with tears. "Mom knows you've suffered a lot in the past few years. You can only sleep in the main room when you come back."

"Mom, what are you talking about?" Wang Deming turned around and took his godmother's arm. "If it weren't for you, I would have been reincarnated long ago; if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have studied in the capital; if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have thought of writing a book..."

"You are the stabilizing force in our family. We can never go wrong if we listen to you!"

"You always taught me that the closer we are to the countryside, the more we should keep a low profile."

"No one else has built a house before, so if only ours is built, it will really stand out."

"Well," Wang Shuqin wiped her tears and smiled, "Son, you really understand me. People's hearts are complicated, whether they are in the city or in the countryside."

"Why didn't mom spend money to buy land after she returned to the countryside before liberation? Why did she move to a shabby house on the edge of the village?"

"One is that we didn't know how to farm before, so we have to rent two acres of land for a few years to learn. The other is that you shouldn't show off your wealth. When people get jealous, they don't care about whether you live in the city or the countryside."

Wang Shuqin wiped her tears with a handkerchief. "Now if we build a house in the village, we don't have to worry about attracting attention. I was chatting with the sisters-in-law of several uncles a few days ago. Life has been good in the past two years. Many families in the village are thinking about buying houses and finding wives for their sons..."

"Mom, that's perfect. I'll go to the city to register with the Chinese Medicine Association in a couple of days and come back to help you build the house first."

"Deming, you don't need to come back. You should focus on your own business in the city. Your career is more important! Building a house in the countryside is very simple. It's all about helping each other. Just hire a few bricklayers and carpenters from the village, and ask a few sisters-in-law to help with cooking, and it will be built quickly."

"Mom, this is too hard for you. Anyway, after I sign up for the Chinese Medicine Association, I will wait for the Ministry of Health to issue the examination notice for the Chinese Medicine practitioner license. Once I pass the examination and get the license, I can open a clinic in the city."

Wang Shuqin was silent for a while, and then persuaded: "Deming, are you really not going to continue studying?" "Mom knows that after graduating from high school in this city, you can go to university, such as Fu Jen Catholic University and Chaoyang University."

"Wouldn't it be a shame if you didn't continue studying? I've never seen anyone as gifted in studying as you."

Wang Deming smiled and patiently explained again: "Mom, it may be related to my life experience. My ambition is to be a respected Chinese medicine doctor like my godfather."

"And I think you don't have to go to college to write novels. So after I learned that there is a Chinese Medicine Association in Beijing, which has many good Chinese medicine doctors and has been holding training sessions, I asked my father-in-law to ask someone to guarantee me and apply for membership."

"Mom, you know I am also talented in traditional Chinese medicine. Every weekend when I come back, the villagers will come to see me for medical consultation. The country promotes smallpox, plague and various BCG vaccines, and I also help with the vaccinations."

"There are also various disease prevention knowledge propaganda, cleanliness and hygiene propaganda."

Wang Deming made this decision after careful consideration. His golden finger can be best used in studying medicine, whether it is treating people or building a network of people, it is easiest to get others' gratitude. However, he studied Western medicine in his previous life and died of overwork. Therefore, Wang Deming did not want to continue to practice Western medicine in this life.

Traditional Chinese medicine is still better. Just put a few fingers on the pulse. It's so easy and you don't have to work the night shift.

Wang Shuqin finally nodded in approval: "Deming, as long as you make the final decision, this Chinese medicine doctor is also good, he is respected, if not a good minister, he is a good doctor. Which famous Chinese medicine doctor in the capital does not have dozens of rooms?"

"As long as mom isn't a burden to you."

What a kind old lady! Of course, if it weren’t for the old lady’s kindness, Wang Deming would probably have died again even if he had traveled through time or awakened.

Wang Deming smiled bitterly and shook his head, half-knelt on the edge of the kang and rubbed his godmother's shoulders: "Mom, you are not a burden to me, it's more like I am a burden to you, I am counting on you to help me take care of the children."

"Oh, by the way, Mom, you said you were alone in the countryside. I'm really worried. Although you have the legacy of your godfather and relatives here to take care of you, they are only uncles after all. Is there no one else on your mother's side?"

"It's similar on my mother's side. Your grandmother passed away early. I had a younger brother before him, and I raised him since he was a child. But there was chaos and war a few years ago. He went to study in the capital, and no one knew where he went. Your grandfather died when he fell ill. In the end, the house and land of my mother's side were divided up."

Listening to his godmother's story, Wang Deming couldn't help but feel touched. It's better to be a dog in peacetime than a man in troubled times. Why is it that Chinese tradition requires giving birth to sons? Raising sons is one way to provide for old age, but on the other hand, if you don't have a son, your family will be eaten up by others.
Wang Deming and his mother talked a lot that night. Godmother Wang Shuqin told her many things, and the long-standing depression in her heart was gone. At the same time, she was determined to marry Qin Huairu to help take care of her godmother.
On the other side, at Qin Huairu's house, on the kang in the east room, Aunt Qin leaned against her daughter and continued to whisper, "Xiaoru, I don't have any other intentions. I just want you to go to the city and take a look."

"As the old saying goes, if one family has a daughter, hundreds of families will want her. We didn't take the deposit from Widow Yan's family, and we didn't say that we would definitely marry you to them."

"Everyone in this village knows how good our Qin family's daughter is. When the Beijing city was looking for a girl, the matchmaker thought of you first."

"The matchmaker said that this family is not bad. They have their own house in the city, in Nanluoguxiang in Dongcheng District. They are also formal workers in the factory. Their family conditions are good."

"There's only one old woman left in the family, and she can still work. Isn't it better to cook and wash clothes in the city? Isn't it better than taking care of the elderly and working in the fields in the countryside?"

"Xiao Ru, it's not a big deal to go and take a look."

Qin Huairu turned her back to Aunt Qin, covered her head with the quilt, and replied in a buzzing voice: "No!"

"If Deming knew about this, how would I live my life?"

"How could he possibly know? The capital is so big! How can he, a foreigner who went there to study, know anything?"

"Besides, just think of it as visiting a relative in the city. Isn't this matchmaker also a distant relative of ours?"

(End of this chapter)