Chapter 129

One day’s absence is like three autumns. After not seeing him for three months, Shi Wuwei had changed greatly.

First of all, his clothes are no longer washed once a year. Zhu family love cleanliness, he also knows shame, to go to other people’s homes as a guest is certainly to do a good job of personal hygiene. Moreover, Zhang Ma gave him clothes, so not only is he cleaner, his clothes are also cleaner, and Zhang Ma even helped him to change all the ill-fitting places.

Secondly, Su Chunjun had his face trimmed every two days and his hair cut every ten days. Shi Wuwei stayed in Zhu’s house every day, so he was dragged there to have his face repaired and his hair cut, and the master hair cutter even trimmed the stray hairs on his eyebrows for him.

Finally, now every day in the Zhu family to stay, do not have to work in the field, early out, late return, three months down, to raise him to white.

On this day, everyone sat in the living room drinking soda, Yang Yuyan suddenly found Shi Wuwei sitting next to Su Chunjun, the two people’s skin color is actually almost the same, and in turn, found that Shi classmate’s face value has been improved, and exclaimed, “Shiyi three days, scrape the eyes ah.”

So, everyone stared at Shi and said that he had become better looking.

Mrs. Zhang said happily, “See, it’s the feng shui of our house that nurtures people. Shi is a very decent person when he goes out like this.”

Su Chunjun hurriedly followed Zhang Ma’s words and said, “It’s all because you love him, Zhang Ma, and you always give him good food. Why don’t you thank Mrs. Zhang?” Saying so, he pounded his arm on Shi Wuwei.

After eating too many sweet words, Zhang Ma didn’t fall for it and said with a smile, “You’re the most slippery, Shi students don’t listen to him, he’s bullying you.”

Shi Wuwei smiled and said, “Zhang Ma is indeed good to me, Zhongyong is right.”

In the evening, when there were no outsiders in the house, Zhang Ma said to the Zhu family’s mother and daughter, “It’s not that I’m heartbroken about Shi, he’s a really good person.”

Yang Yu Cicada only found out today that Shi Wuwei surprisingly doesn’t look bad, not only the clothes hair and skin color, the belly has poetry and books, he originally had a good temperament, now it’s 1+1>2, it’s only shocking.

Seeing each other day by day, in turn, he could not see the changes in him.

Now listening to Zhang Ma’s comments about him again, she quietly said to Yang Yuyan, “Why does Zhang Ma like Mr. Shi so much? It’s better than Mr. Su.”

Su Chunjun was young and capable, and willing to spend money on the Zhu family, and had treated the Zhu family as his own before he became Yang Yuyan’s fiancé, and now he was even more dedicated to the Zhu family’s well-being.

In the past, Zhang Ma’s eyes and heart are Su Chunjun better, and now Shi Wuwei has no money and no power, so he helps the family to do more work, but he also receives money, and even called Zhang Ma “change of heart”.

Yang Yuyan didn’t think there was anything wrong with Zhang Ma’s change of heart, but just sighed: “Zhang Ma probably really doesn’t want to do housework anymore.”

Yang Yuchan: “Who in the world wants to work! Zhang Ma has done it all her life.”

Yang Yuyan then discussed with Su Chunjun about who would do the Zhu family’s chores after Shi went to study in another country.

Yang Yucan frowned, “It’ll have to be the two of us then. Mr. Su has to go to work, it’s impossible for him to do it. When the time comes, let’s divide up the labor, I’ll do the heavy work, you do the light work, right?”

Miss Yang Da thinks this is not a problem.

Second Miss Yang: “…… Do you think we can hire another person?”

She felt that there was a lack of tacit understanding with her own sister, looking at it this way she and Mr. Su were the soul mates.

Yang Yu Cicada: “Isn’t it impossible to find one?”

Yang Yuyan: “Then try to find one. It is known that the source of women in the persuasion center is complicated and cannot be found, the matchmakers on the street outside have always been part-time traffickers and definitely cannot be found, and our family does not have any distant relatives that we can look for, so what else is there to do?”

Yang Yuchan thought carefully about all the eliminated options listed by the second lady and said, “We can’t publish it in the newspaper, right?”

Yang Yuyan: “Publish it in the newspaper?”

Yang Yuchan: “Some people publish newspapers to hire laborers, looking for some professional talents. Our family published a newspaper to look for nannies and servants ……,” she shook her head, “It’s too eye-catching.”

The tenants of the Zhu family building these days and ran a few, one of them even ran during the day, of course, the rent is owed, a house of furniture do not want, so angry that Zhang Ma shouted to come to collect the old furniture, only to find back five dollars, a big loss.

Zhu Yanshu recently at home with them to read and study, but also not too go to play cards, outsiders said Zhu family even Zhu Yanshu playing cards money are gone, Mrs. Liao also called, hypocritical to borrow money to Zhu Yanshu turnover.

Zhu Yanshu immediately quickly and decisively refused, saying that she has money, money, money.

Repeated denials instead made everyone believe that the Zhu family is indeed poor and dropping their pants.

Some people say that the tenants who ran away from the Zhu family stole the Zhu family’s money.

A few months ago, the grand engagement party also became a proof of the Zhu family’s empty pockets, said Zhu Yan Shu in order to run the engagement party, swollen face, not only to empty the family, but also borrowed a lot of external debt clouds.

It is said that the second Miss Yang is the Su Chunjun this promising young man to trick into the hands, fortunately, she is youthful and beautiful, so Su Chunjun even later found Zhu family is not so rich did not leave her.

And Miss Yang, of course, was a million times more pathetic.

She didn’t manage to catch a man at the last chance like her sister did, and surely no one would want her in the future.

Even the matter of Yang Xuhe being thrown into jail was brought up again, saying that now that the Yang sisters had no money from the Zhu family and no father to rely on, life was really miserable.

Yang Yuyan really cared about what happened to Mr. Yang and asked if he had been released.

Su Chunjun went to inquire and said, “No, because no one gave him money. The top has stopped locking them up, but the gendarmerie can’t put them in jail for nothing, and the family has to pay the ransom before they’ll let him out.” The gendarmes can’t bring someone in for nothing and not get a single favor, right?

Yang Yuyan: “How pitiful.”

She was a young maiden, where would she get the money to save her father?

As for Ms. Zhu, the divorce has already been published in the newspaper, so it’s better for each of them to be at peace.

For the Zhu family, becoming poor is a good thing at this time.

According to the newspaper, the situation is better than half a year ago. There was a lot of singing and dancing around, the dance halls and theaters were overflowing every day, the newspapers were full of all kinds of gossip, and she even saw a tabloid dare to say that a certain famous actress had become Mr. Sun’s lover.

Of course, there is no way to verify the truth of such a thing, it’s just a public spectacle.

In addition to Mr. Sun, President Jiang, Zhang Shao Shuai and others have also had lovers across the board, the newspapers have been fluttering, you side of the song and I appear. The newspapers were full of them, and they were all over the place. There was not a single thing that happened, but the news was on the headlines every day.

It was as if everyone was having a good time every day.

One day in August, Yang Yuyan read a sensational news in the newspaper.

It said that the emperor had died!

At this time everyone is in the living room to study and discuss, Yang Yuyan heard someone shouting downstairs to sell newspapers to run down to buy, take the opportunity to be lazy.

After she stood on the stairs and saw the news, she ran into the house in three steps, slammed the door with a bang, rushed to the living room with the newspaper held up, and gulped before whispering, “Look guys, what’s this?”

Su Chunjun had long since stood up and walked towards her, he took the newspaper and helped her sit down before he glanced at the news and then lost his breath as well.

The newspaper spun around in the hands of the silent people, and everyone was speechless.

Yang Yuyan: “This emperor now, is he called Puyi?”

She was now a bit skeptical of herself. Was she really that much of a scum back then? Could even remember this wrong?

Su Chunjun nodded: “That’s right, Prince Xian’s grandson.”

Yang Yuyan: “How could he be dead now?”

History changed? Did this little butterfly of hers really flap its wings and kill the emperor?

Puyi clearly lived until after the founding of the country, and even published a book, didn’t he?

Than she was doubting her own memories, the others at the table all fell into a deep anger, an anger that was engraved in their bones, not because they still loved this incompetent emperor, but because they were all Chinese.

Yang Yucan’s hands were shaking, and a tear slipped out and smashed on the table.

“These Japanese …… must have killed him!!!”

The emperor abdicated and was snatched away by the Japanese and ran to the northeast to continue as emperor. When he lost the capital of the country and fled, he also lost the hearts of the people in the same way. It was only since then that the people were more inclined to establish a new regime, a new country, rather than finding another emperor to come back and succeed him.

In this respect, Yang Yuyan believed that Puyi was also a friend of the people, and finally the final death knell of the Qing feudal rule was sounded by him, and it was well struck.

But essentially, at this point, she is unable to empathize with Yang Yuyan, Su Chunjun, Shi Wuwei, or Zhu Yanshu.

Because they were all pissed off.

Shi Wuwei said, “I need to hurry back to the school.”

Yang Yucan hurriedly said, “I’ll go too.” She turned her head alertly and said to Yang Yuyan, “Don’t go, wait for us at home.”

Yang Yuyan couldn’t say that she didn’t want to go to school, and she didn’t know why they were going to school now, but this current atmosphere seemed like she should go?

So she said, “Then I …… won t go? I’ll stay home with mom.”

Su Chunjun also seriously urged her, “Promise me you won’t run around, okay?”

Yang Yuyan realized that even he had to go, so it seemed like this was a really big deal. Though she still didn’t feel the same way.

“You’re going to the Finance Bureau? Then be careful on your way.” She said.

Zhu Yanshu saw that Yang Yucan was going to the school with Shi Wuwei, so she had no choice but to agree, she couldn’t stop them either.

She repeatedly urged the two to pay attention to safety, and also said to Shi Wuwei: “Classmate Wuwei, you must send Little Cicada back to me safe and sound.”

Shi Wuwei nodded, “I know, don’t worry Auntie, I will protect Missy.”

The three of them hurriedly went out, Yang Yuyan leaned on the balcony and watched them go up the road and get on a yellow bus to leave.

The people on the street looked the same as before, but there were some people running around like headless flies, and there seemed to be more newsboys on the street.

Zhu Yanshu sat on the sofa and read the newspaper over and over several times, her pretty eyebrows wrinkled as she sighed.

Zhang Ma was illiterate and couldn’t read the newspaper. She came over to Yang Yuyan and asked her quietly, “What’s written in the newspaper? Why is your mom so angry?”

Yang Yuyan, after seeing the anger of Su Chunjun and the others, estimated that the matter of the Emperor’s death might be more irritating to people in this era, so she didn’t dare to tell Zhang Ma for fear that she wouldn’t be able to stand it.

“Nothing, it’s just that the Japanese are messing around again.” She said.

Zhang Ma was not that gullible: “The Japanese are still messing around ah? They’ve almost finished the three northeastern provinces. Just tell me about it, I’m afraid of saying the wrong thing to make your mom angry.”

Yang Yuyan was forced to say, “It’s not that I won’t tell you, it’s that I’m afraid you’ll get angry if you find out, and what if you get angry again?”

Zhang Ma: “I’ve seen a lot of things in my life. Do you still want to scare me? Speak up.”

Yang Yuyan had to whisper: “The newspaper said that the emperor …… is gone.”

Zhang Ma seemed to not understand.

Yang Yuyan: “It is …… that what is gone.”

Zhang Ma’s eyes gradually glared.

Yang Yuyan hurriedly held her: “You can hold on! I told you I shouldn’t have told you!”

Zhang Ma let out a long breath and pushed her away, “This is terrible! I have to go buy food and rice!”

After saying that, Zhang Ma turned her head and ran to the front door with her small feet, grabbing the cloth bag and running out.

Yang Yuyan followed her to the stairway, “What’s your hurry?”

Mrs. Zhang: “You silly child! If the Emperor dies, we won’t be able to buy food for a long time!”

While Yang Yuyan was still in a daze, Zhang Ma had already run downstairs.

Yang Yuyan closed the door, vaguely pulling out a useless piece of common sense from her mind: after the emperor died, it was a national funeral, and the people were forbidden to marry and the market was closed.

The main reason is that she lived in an era where there were no emperors for a long time, and she didn’t expect that this common sense would actually have a chance to be put to good use now.

She went back to Zhu Yanshu and said, “Zhang Ma went to buy vegetables, saying that there will be no vegetables for the emperor’s demise… Mom, how long was there no vegetables for the emperor’s demise last time?”

Zhu Yanshu then came back to her senses from the newspaper, and after rejoining the earth, she was also hit in the back by the firewood and rice, “Ouch, how did I forget this!” She hurriedly stood up, took her own wallet and looked at it, pulled out the money inside and said, “In a while, when Zhang Ma comes back from shopping, you go down and pay. She definitely doesn’t have enough money on her.”

Yang Yuyan asked, “Do you have to buy a lot of food? How many days will the market be closed?”

Zhu Yanshu: “I remember last time it was at least three months, three months, I don’t even have yellow fish noodles to eat!”

Yang Yuyan: “Three months?”

The dead emperor even had to strike the market for three months?

This is too uneconomical.