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? It rains during the Ching Ming Festival
Pedestrians on the road want to die
It rained for a long time on Ching Ming Festival.
The feeling of having nowhere to go.
Miss Jiang lay on the bed, listening to the sound of rain outside the window. Patter, patter, seemingly endless.
Mrs. Lin got up early. Standing at the door with a smile.
"Peng Peng" Just lose the image of a lady and knock on the door violently.
Old Shanghai in the 1930s.
The rumbling tram. The streets are full of modern girls in cheongsams.
Song and dance halls have just become popular.
It was there that Mrs. Lin met Miss Jiang.
The feelings are not very deep.
Occasionally walk around. Kill the boring time. The two are just not far apart.
Mrs. Lin's husband died last year. The remaining orphans and widows live together.
Ben is the daughter of a rich family. Since childhood, I have valued etiquette, justice, integrity and shame.
After her husband died. Uncle and sister-in-law became extra arrogant because no one cared about her.
I dislike them eating idle meals at home. No income at all. When the old man was alive, each family had a share of the family business. Helpless, the boss has no future, smokes opium, and gambles. It didn't take long for the family to be ruined.
The husband looked at them with pity. There is no good place to live. Just come and live together.
Unexpectedly, it was "leading wolves into the house" instead.
After her husband died, they became more and more anti-client. Mrs. Lin doesn't lose her temper very often. Therefore, the servants are not afraid of her.
Sister-in-law is fierce. The servants dare not offend her.
One year down. Just forget who the real owner of this house is.
The sister-in-law is quite scheming.
Always come to her to cry poor.
I have nothing to wear, my nephew is going to school, and my uncle stole money from the family to gamble
First class tears. She is soft-hearted.
It is necessary to take out money to help.
The little inventory left by my husband is slowly being used up.
Market downturn. There was chaos.
I listened to my uncle's words. Let him run her husband's shop. At the beginning, he patted his chest and promised to make a profit. In less than a year, he lost thousands of silver dollars.
She is a weak woman who doesn't understand the market.
The husband's other brothers are all thinking about that little furniture.
She is in a bad mood. Life has become so difficult.
A few days ago. Back home, I couldn't help crying.
Mom has never been in charge.
Grandma fell ill and pretended to be confused on the bed.
"What do you want?" Mom asked, taking her hand.
Seeing that she didn't speak. He continued.
"After all, the married daughter poured out the water. You have to keep this name anyway. The husband just died less than a year ago. You must never mention the matter of remarriage. The child is still so young. For the sake of the child. Win face for him."
"Even if you don't remarry. Go back to your mother's house. Live for many years. It's not a long-term solution. You have to spend money on eating, drinking and drinking. I'm afraid that your elder sister-in-law will gossip. I'm also afraid that the neighbors will criticize you. Endure everything. , there is an end after all. It's not that mother doesn't love you"
"Our family is getting worse day by day. Since your father left. Look at how your brothers have ruined the familyNo one makes me worry."
As he spoke, he also shed tears.
? Wanted to borrow some money to live on, but did not ask.
Afraid of embarrassing mother.
"A few years ago, when my husband was still alive, he said that my fate was good. Find a good man. Treat me well. He is smart and capable. If you like it or not, you will always get married. It will take a lifetime. It has not been a few years As long as he is happy, he will pass away. Leaving us orphans and widows to live by the face of others. The child is young and does not know the ways of the world. He is slaughteredMom, if I have a way out, why bother to be so low"
"My father was a Juren from the Qing Dynasty I was cultivated by my father since I was a child, and he knew everything about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. I wanted to find someone who was in the right family. Unfortunately, the luck was bad and the country was in turmoil. Talented people had nowhere to hide. Instead, some poor people settled down. I took advantage of the loopholes and made a fortune. When I got married, a hundred thousand people disagreed. My father was seriously ill and had no money for medical treatmentI got on the sedan chair because of all your talk"
The more you talk, the uglier your mother's face will be.
"So we killed you" Mom dropped her hand.
Mrs. Lin's fingers sank into the flesh.
It hurts hard.
Over the past few years, have there been few people who take care of my mother's family? less to say?Fire.
Miss Jiang dawdled for a long time before coming downstairs.
It's not easy to ask who is that person? There is the possibility of invading other people's privacy.
Make an appointment with Miss Jiang to go to the dance hall at night.
Now there is nothing to talk about.
She doesn't understand the fashion and politics that Ms. Jiang is talking about, and she has never cared about them.
Just live in peace.
Miss Jiang is going to play.
She is serious about earning money.
After thinking for a long time, I came up with this method.
That day, it rained heavily. He walked into the dance hall by mistake. Someone was singing and dancing on stage. I heard that if you stand on stage and sing, you can get 300 silver dollars a month
She has a good voice since she was a child.
His father disliked the low status of an actor. Refuse to let her learn. Although delayed for several years. It's pretty quick to learn.
Unexpectedly, she ended up doing this for a living. Can't help touching the scene and shedding tears. The former glory is no longer there. Relying on his father's identity as a Juren, he lived a happy life for several years. At that time, just read books, write, grow flowers, play the piano Marry a good man
It's just a dream.
tonight. She's about to apply for a singing job. Her face was covered with makeup and her lips were as red as blood.
A woman in the world of mortals. Fallen like angels turned bad.
In the morning at Mr.'s grave. It's raining.
The clothes are all wet.
He just gritted his teeth and couldn't say a word of complaint.
The fire was extinguished in the rain, and then reignited.
Repeat the action for an infinite number of cycles.
Her arms are fine. The silver bracelet that my husband gave her has long been pawned
stroking the empty wrist.
The tears could no longer stop. Just cry loudly.
But Mr. Fan has a spirit in heaven. I must bless their mother and son not to die in troubled times.
Being alone is hard enough.
Penniless is even more pitiful.
"I am already a rootless weed, let the wind blow me around. It doesn't matter. The child has roots, and I can't be as humble as me. Let the wild wind blow me."
"You are our reliance when you are alive. Even if you die, you will not take away all hope. Being a husband and wife is always a blessing from previous lives."
"I want to live a good life. Live better than before. When I was a young lady at home, I was burdened by my father's reputation. My father has clear rules about what to do and what not to do. I married you. It is my choice to take care of my husband and raise my children. Now, you are gone. I must live, and my children must live too. The previous morals, etiquette have changed In short, it seems that the sky has changed"
"You will understand me"
She burned the last piece of paper. Stand up slowly. The child just stood by and watched in a daze.
Her body is weak and cannot withstand a rain. On the way back, he coughed.
Hold the child tightly with both hands.
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