Chapter 60: Tearful Farewell
driven to distraction!

Jia Dongxu didn't know how he walked out of Lao Qin's house, and was unknowingly dragged to the village entrance by Yi Zhonghai.

"Dongxu, as the saying goes, there is always fish in water!"

"The little girl Qin Huairu didn't get to marry you. It can only be said that she was unlucky!"

"You can only suffer in the countryside for the rest of your life!"

When they reached a deserted place at the entrance of the village, Yi Zhonghai let go of his apprentice, sighed secretly inwardly, and spoke in a gentle voice to comfort him.

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"Dongxu!" Yi Zhonghai shouted, waking Jia Dongxu up, and pulled him over with force. He pointed at the farmers working in the fields not far away, and angrily scolded: "Look at the fields ahead!"

"The girl from the Qin family didn't get to marry you because she was not destined to enjoy happiness!"

"She will have to work hard every day to have enough food to eat!"

"In a few years, you will become an unwanted old woman!"

Jia Dongxu came back to his senses, took a deep breath, and forced a smile, but it was uglier than crying. He turned around and replied, "Master, I know."

"I just can't accept it!"

“I’m a worker!”

"How can you be inferior to someone who farms in the countryside?"

Yi Zhonghai patted his apprentice on the shoulder and said earnestly: "Everyone has his own destiny. I can only say that their family is short-sighted and doesn't know what is good."

"Let's go back to the city"

"When we get back to the city, Master will help you find a job in the factory."

"Girls from rural areas still can't do that."

Jia Dongxu was silent for a while, "Master, I want to go see her"

"What?" Yi Zhonghai was furious. He pointed at Jia Dongxu's nose and was about to yell, "You..."

"Master!" Jia Dongxu quickly explained: "I just took a look. I just wanted to see how she is doing now."

"How bad!" He squeezed out the last sentence from between his teeth.

"Hoo ok!"

Fortunately, Wayao Village is very close to Qinjia Village. Especially when we asked about the old Yan family where Qin Huairu married, those who knew the way were very enthusiastic to give directions.

The master and disciple arrived smoothly not far from Wang Deming's home.

Jia Dongxu looked at the new house being built and asked Yi Zhonghai in disbelief: "Master, is that a brick house?"

"Well, that doesn't mean anything?"

"Maybe he built it in order to get married, so he sold everything he had and borrowed a lot of foreign debt to build it."

After a while, Qin Huairu came out of the two adobe houses, carrying a bucket, and went to the construction site of the new house to deliver water.

He was wearing a brand new Beijing checkered cloth with a small slanting collar. I don't know if it was to save fabric, or because he was carrying a bucket, but the clothes looked tight, bulging in front and back, and swaying with every step.
"Gudong." Jia Dongxu swallowed unconsciously.

"Well, look, Dongxu, what if we build a brick house?"

"Doesn't Qin Huairu still have to do this kind of physical work? In a few days."

"Uh"

Before he finished speaking, Wang Deming came out from the construction site of the new house. He took a few big strides towards Qin Huairu, snatched the bucket away, and seemed to complain a few words.

Qin Huairu's smile became even more beautiful. She pouted her lips slightly, then took out a handkerchief from her bosom and carefully wiped Wang Deming's sweat.

Yi Zhonghai recognized Wang Deming, and Jia Dongxu also recognized him. Isn't this the apprentice who practiced bone setting at Xia's Traditional Chinese Medicine?
Jia Dongxu turned his neck stiffly towards Yi Zhonghai and said in a dry voice, "Master, is this the apprentice we saw in the orthopedic clinic the other day?"

"Hmm." Yi Zhonghai answered the question irrelevantly: "Dongxu, let's go, let's go back." Jia Dongxu didn't know, but Yi Zhonghai knew very well that the guy Qin Huairu married had already bought a house in their courtyard. He was probably having a blind date in the house that day, and his whole mind was probably on Qin Huairu.

Now Yi Zhonghai really didn't know how to comfort his apprentice.
He had racked his brains to say what he said before.

Oh! I shouldn't have agreed to let Dongxu come over to see how Qin Huairu got married.

Yi Zhonghai looked back at his apprentice who had become a walking corpse again, and sighed inwardly again. He felt a little sorry for this apprentice who had just begun to fall in love, but had to endure two consecutive critical hits in one day.
A teardrop slowly passed through the corner of Jia Dongxu's eye, dripping into dust.
This is a pure little boy, commemorating the loss of his first love.
"Dongxu!"

"Master, I heard that the factory is also considering expanding its scale, and the government is preparing to directly invest in expanding our factory."

"Haha, by then there will definitely be a lot of female workers coming into the factory."

"When the time comes, Master will put aside his pride and help you find a marriage partner."

Wang Deming seemed to have realized something and stopped Qin Huairu from wiping her sweat. He looked up at the backs of Yi Zhonghai and Jia Dongxu as they left, as if they were two dogs that had lost their home.

With his sharp eyesight, he immediately recognized Yi Zhonghai and Jia Dongxu. What the hell! What's wrong with these master and apprentice?
Didn’t the Qin family explain it clearly to them?

Why do you come to your own house to see your wife?

What are you doing?
Gently moving away Qin Huairu's jade arm that was resting on his chest, Wang Deming just stood up when Qin Huairu also woke up with traces of tears still on her face.

Comrade Deming was really angry last night.
Of course there is another unspeakable reason
"Deming, are you going to get up?"

"Well, Xiaoru, you continue to sleep for a while. I will get dressed and go directly to Changping Station to catch the train."

"De Ming, I'll help you wash and make breakfast. Okay!" Qin Huairu hurriedly prepared to get up, but unexpectedly her movements were too big and touched her painful spot, causing her eyebrows to frown slightly.

Wang Deming pushed Qin Huairu back to the bed with pity, "It's still early, you should sleep a little longer."

"When mom gets up, it won't be too late for you to get up later."

"I waited until I got to the capital, and after breakfast I went to class just in time."

"No!" Qin Huairu was determined to get up and serve him, "How can a wife stay in bed while her husband goes out?"

"What would it look like if this got out?"

"Okay." Wang Deming could only go along with her.

After getting dressed, Wang Deming kissed Qin Huairu on the forehead, left the house, and listening to the sounds of crickets and frogs, he took a step forward in the moonlight, driving his two-wheeled vehicle, and headed straight for Changping County.

When I came out of Zhengyangmen East Station at just after 7 o'clock, the square on one side of the station was already bustling with people, especially when I saw the first wave of train passengers coming out in the morning, the shouts were even more continuous:

"Heng Gao is here, Aiwowo. And glutinous rice cake is here, Tangwowo!" "Heng Gao is here, Aiwowo!" "Aiwowo, the filling is good, Aiwowo, sweet-scented osmanthus filling!"

"Here comes some pea yellow, in big chunks!" "Here comes some big chunks of pea yellow, try some!"

"Donkey rolls full of sugar!" "Bean flour cakes with a bag of sugar!"

"I'm selling cornmeal pancakes, both sides are burnt!" "I'm selling cornmeal pancakes, both sides are burnt!"

"Big sesame cakes, hot fried dough sticks!" "Big rolls, hot sesame cakes!" "Big fried dough sticks, hot sesame cakes!" "Oh, so hot, sesame cakes!" "The sesame cakes from the stewed oven are hot!"

Wang Deming randomly found a stall selling pancakes and fried dough sticks: it was a small four-wheeled cart with two stoves on it, one for frying dough sticks and the other for baking pancakes. There were two tables and several stools in front of the cart.

After asking Wang Deming for two fried dough sticks, a sesame seed cake, and a bowl of tofu pudding, the proprietress enthusiastically wiped the table and chairs with the white coarse cloth on her shoulder. After collecting 1 cents, she went to the tofu pudding stand nearby to buy the tofu pudding and brought it over.

A fried dough stick is 4 cents, a sesame seed bun is 3 cents, and tofu pudding is a bit more expensive at 5 cents, for a total of 1 cents.

At this time, the people who set up stalls basically only sell one kind of snacks. They are all poor people who help each other.
After eating and drinking, he wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, paced slowly to digest the food, and walked to the Traditional Chinese Medicine Continuing Education School in Xiaoshun Hutong.

It was another fulfilling day. In the morning, as usual, Wang Deming linked together the knowledge points of Western medicine to teach the predecessors of traditional Chinese medicine, and then selected a medical case for discussion.

After a good clinic with Master Xia Xiwu in the afternoon, we took a bath and had dinner together before taking bus No. 2, which was imported from Slovakia and was painted red on the top and bottom and white in the middle. We got off at Nanluoguxiang and the ticket cost 4 cents, and strolled home.

"Hey, why haven't the family members come back yet?"

　Did I make a mistake this time?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)