A sewing machine is not light, and it costs hundreds of dollars. It is a precious thing, and even the slightest bump will make you feel distressed.

Yang Xun saw that Song Yunping and his wife had a lot of things on their cart, so he offered to help.

When he didn't want to get out of the car, Wang Zhong easily lifted the sewing machine, which weighed more than 100 kilograms, off the cart before Yang Xun came forward to help him.

"Brother-in-law, you are so strong!" Yang Xunzhong and Wang Zhong gave a thumbs up and said with admiration.

Yang Xun has good endurance. After all, he has been selling steamed buns for many years and carrying a load weighing dozens of kilograms.

"Sister Xiaoping, brother-in-law, you really don't need it, I've already eaten solid food!"

Facing the enthusiastic Wang Zhong and Song Yunping, Yang Xun smiled helplessly and wanted to refuse their kind invitation.

"It's just a mouthful of food. If you're really not hungry, then eat less! Just deal with two mouthfuls."

Wang Zhong was fine, but Song Yunping insisted on inviting Yang Xun to his house for a meal. Yang Xun was young, and the yellow hair on his lips had not faded. He clearly looked like a child, but he still carried twenty or thirty kilograms every day.

He was selling steamed buns from all over the country. His skin was tanned and his ears were covered with frostbite. His exposed hands were not as tender as those of young people. They were as rough as those in their thirties and forties who have been engaged in heavy physical labor all year round.

middle-aged people.

Yang Xun couldn't defeat Song Yunping, so he could only follow Wang Zhong and Song Yunping back home.

"You sit down for a while, the food will be ready soon!" Song Yunping asked Wang Zhong to greet Yang Xun, and then turned around and entered the kitchen.

There was hot water in the thermos that Wang Zhong had just boiled in the morning. Wang Zhong made a pot of tea and came to Yang Xun.

"Drink tea."

"Thank you, brother-in-law." Yang Xun was a little cautious. From the outside, Wang Zhong's house looked ordinary, no different from other houses in the brigade, but once inside, it looked completely different.

The floor is paved with red bricks, and there are two armchairs on each of the three walls. There is a high table in the middle. On the wall facing the door are several diagrams of human body meridians, anatomy, and whole body bones.

Against the wall is a long table with tea trays and thermos bottles on it, which is clean and tidy.

"Brother-in-law, your house is really clean." Yang Xun took the initiative to pick up the topic.

Wang Zhongdao: "It's all Xiaoping's credit."

"Brother-in-law, when did you and my sister get married? Why didn't I hear anyone tell you?" Yang Xun asked curiously.

Wang Zhongdao: "I received the certificate yesterday. I didn't do anything with it. I invited Secretary Yang to be the witness. Our two families sat together and had a meal."

"Yesterday?" Yang Xun was a little surprised. He thought Wang Zhong and Song Yunping had been married a long time ago.

"Why are you still selling steamed buns in such a cold weather?" Wang Zhong asked.

Yang Xun lowered his head, feeling a little embarrassed: "I can't help it. My family's conditions are not good. If I don't sell steamed buns, I won't be able to pay for the school fees of my younger brothers and sisters."

Wang Dian nodded and said: "It's so cold now, so it's hard to sell your steamed buns!"

Yang Xun sighed and didn't hide it. He said bluntly: "It's really not easy to sell."

Wang Zhongdao: "It's such a winter, even if you wrap it in a quilt, your steamed buns will be frozen hard within less than two hours."

"You haven't thought of doing anything else?"

Yang Xun spread his hands and said helplessly: "But I know nothing except selling steamed buns."

Wang Zhong looked at Yang Xun's childish face and said, "If you believe me, come back in ten days and I will teach you a way to make money."

"How to make money?" Yang Xun looked at Wang Zhong with doubts in his eyes.

Wang Zhong said: "Don't worry, I'm not asking you to kill people and set fires."

"What is that?" Yang Xun asked curiously.

Wang Zhong smiled mysteriously: "If you are really interested, you can come over and find out when the time comes."

Yang Xun nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

Wang Zhong's family was just behind the Song family. Such a big deal as Wang Zhong's purchase of a sewing machine had already spread throughout the Shanbei brigade before he even entered the village, attracting countless people to watch.

As soon as the two of them sat down and exchanged a few words, a visitor came to see the sewing machine Wang Zhongxin had bought.

"Doctor Wang, I heard that your family bought a sewing machine?"

"Aunt Liu, you are so well-informed. I just got home and you already knew it!"

"Hey! That's a sewing machine. The news has spread around you before you even join our team."

"Where is your sewing machine? Let us take a look."

In this day and age, a sewing machine is not a rare item in the city, but in the countryside, it is a real rarity.

"It's in the West Room. I just brought it back and haven't had time to put it on yet."

"You haven't pretended yet?"

Wang Zhong stood up and opened the curtain of the west room: "Nuo, it's right over there."

Aunt Liu looked inside again at the door, and sure enough, she only saw the sewing machine table, but not the machine. However, Aunt Liu couldn't help but curiously walked in to take a closer look.

After asking Wang Zhong for his opinion and getting permission, he carefully put his hand on the sewing machine.

"Doctor Wang, do you plan to let your Xiaoping become a tailor?" Aunt Liu asked curiously.

"Isn't it that Xiaoping's job has never been settled? I'm not willing to let her do the hard work in the fields. Why don't I think about buying a sewing machine and letting her do some sewing and mending work, which can also earn a living?

Subsidy to supplement family income.”

"Does it cost a lot of money?" Aunt Liu asked again.

Wang Zhongdao: "The price is not too expensive, but the tickets are difficult to obtain."

Nowadays, everything needs a ticket. Sewing machines, bicycles, and watches are all expensive things. Bicycles are better. Secretary Yang of the brigade has one, but no one in the Shanbei brigade has a sewing machine or a watch.

If there is anything that needs to be mended at home among the villagers, it is basically done by their own women using needles and threads.

Watching Song Yunping bring the fried dishes to the table, the couple followed Yang Xun to prepare for dinner. The folks who came to see the sewing machine reluctantly said goodbye.

After dinner, Yang Xun also left, carrying his heavy pole, and embarked on the journey of selling steamed buns again.

Wang Zhong helped Song Yunping install the sewing machine in the West House, and helped Song Yunping cut the cloth he bought into appropriate sizes.

Seeing Wang Zhong's movements that were even more skillful than her own, Song Yunping asked curiously: "If I hadn't known you were a doctor and saw your skills, I would have definitely thought you were a tailor.

Wang Zhongdao: "I have been here alone for so many years. If I still can't do this job, then all these years have been in vain."

Song Yunping stepped on the sewing machine and started sewing the cut cloth according to the pattern drawn by Wang Zhong, while Wang Zhong was processing the duck feathers saved at home.

These duck feathers have been saved by Wang Zhong for several years. They have been processed once, but if they want to be used, they are still undergoing final processing.

Cut off the excess parts one by one, and put the trimmed soft and fluffy duck feathers into a dustpan.

Song Yunping didn't ask Song's mother to help, she just wanted to wait until the clothes were ready before giving her parents a surprise.

Early the next morning, Wang Zhong and Song Yunping carried two jars of medicinal wine that Wang Zhong brewed, half a piece of cloth, a piece of meat, a fish, and two new cotton-padded jackets that the couple worked together to make overnight as a homecoming gift, and accompanied Song Yunping back home.

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"Why don't you just go back home? Why bring so many things with you? It's a waste of money!" Mother Song felt distressed when she saw the couple eating both fish and meat.

"Mom! These are Wang Zhong's wishes. He honors you and my father!" Song Yunping held her mother's hand, with a bright smile on her face.

Song's mother was also a talkative person, but she thought it was a waste to buy so many things, so she just said a few words. With her temper, she couldn't bear to say a harsh word.

"You two, let's chat first, while Xiaoping and I go to cook."

There is also something special about returning home. Wang Zhong and Song Yunping brought so many good things, so the Song family cannot be stingy and must make a table of delicious food to entertain their daughter and son-in-law.

Mother Song's cooking was not as luxurious as Wang Zhong's, but today was different from usual. Today was the day when her daughter came home. Mother Song also gritted her teeth and stewed the fish Wang Zhong brought and cut the meat in half.

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Not long after, steaming meals were served on the dining table. The mother and daughter brought the bowls and chopsticks and greeted Father Song and Wang Zhong to eat.

After dinner, Wang Zhong proposed that the two families eat together in the future. This was agreed upon before they got married. From now on, Wang Zhong and Song Yunping would support Song's father and Song's mother until they die, allowing Song Yunhui to live in peace.

Work hard outside with peace of mind.

It happened that Song's father also had medical skills and was far more proficient in medicinal materials than Song Yunping, a dabbler, so he could help Wang Zhong tinker with medicinal materials and prepare medicines for the villagers who came to see the doctor.

Song Yunping's needlework was also taught by Song's mother step by step. Now that she has bought a sewing machine, the mother and daughter no longer have to squint and mend slowly under the oil lamp with needle and thread.

Taking advantage of the lack of work, the mother and daughter took apart all the old quilts at home that were no longer needed, washed the quilt covers, and took the clumped cotton to the town to have a cotton stretcher play it through it before sewing it again.

stand up.

This busy work lasted for seven or eight days, and in a blink of an eye, it was the day that Wang Zhong had agreed with Yang Xun.

Early in the morning that day, Wang Zhong came back from morning exercises in the mountains. Song Yunping also prepared breakfast. As soon as the family of four finished eating, Yang Xun arrived carrying a load.

"sister!"

"Uncle Song, Aunt Song!"

"Brother-in-law!"

Yang Xun is a sweet-talking person. As soon as he walked in, he greeted everyone with a smile on his face.

"Yang Xun is here!" Song Yunping saw that it was Yang Xun and greeted him enthusiastically to come in.

"Come, drink tea!" Mother Song brought Yang Xun a cup of freshly brewed hot tea.
To be continued...