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My name is Liu Wanli, I am 63 years old this year, we are all workers in the agency, and we go back and forth between the factory and home every day. The little money saved was all in exchange for sweat and youth.
is 63 years old, full of children and grandchildren, and life is prosperous. But I felt that the pace of life in the city was too fast, so my wife and I thought about the leisure of life in the countryside, waking up in the morning with birds chirping, and in the evening we could see the straw ridges on the ground, so we wanted to go back to the countryside.
My wife and I have been laid off, and we have a deposit of more than 500,000 yuan, so we want to go back to the countryside to live in retirement.
As a result, in less than half a year, we regretted it: it was really difficult to live in the countryside, and we had to close the door to make chicken soup!
"City guys" return to their hometowns
My wife Zhang Sufen and I grew up together as rural children since we were children.
My hometown is a small village, and Fenzi's family is also a nest of poor young people, who live in an adobe house, and they are freezing in winter.
Later, year after year, when the children were all grown up, Fenzi and I settled down and waited for the day when we could retire.
We have been waiting for the stars and the moon for decades for retirement. The work in the factory was dirty and tiring, and we all dreamed of leaving this place of right and wrong and relaxing at home.
Unexpectedly, life back in the countryside made Fenzi and I experience unforgettable twists and turns...
After retiring, Fenzi and I took out our savings for many years and planned to go to the countryside to spend our old age in peace.
When my son and daughter-in-law heard that we were going back to the countryside to renovate our old house, they quickly declared their interests to us and advised us to live honestly at home and not spend money in vain.
Fenzi and I don't want to be pinched by our children like this. We have 500,000 yuan in savings and a monthly pension, so why should we live at home so narrowly?
So we held a family meeting with our children and grandchildren with a shy face, and decided to spend more money to rest and renovate the house in the countryside to enjoy our old age.
The son and daughter-in-law disagreed, and the daughter-in-law even said directly, "You old people want to spend money with all their minds!" "
The son was polite, but he also said, "The money is not easy to earn, so you better keep it and save it." "
Fenzi and I didn't care about all the verbosity, we spent all our savings with our necks stiffened, renovated the old house from the inside out, and prepared to spend our days there. Not long after we moved in, we found that living in the countryside had really dug a big hole for ourselves.
First of all, the villagers pointed at us, they just couldn't get used to us "city guys", and they put up a wide range in the countryside for no reason, although they didn't say it, they could roll their eyes at us directly when they started to do things.
Villagers look down on "city guys"
Washing clothes and cleaning, the villagers think we are too particular and pretentious; Buy some food, and they will say that we are spending too much money to be frugal.
For this reason, we have quarreled with the villagers countless times. A few old ladies like to sit in the right seats, saying that we people in the city have money and pick the door, and they regard money as more important than life.
Fenzi couldn't get angry, so he scolded those villagers, saying that they were jealous.
Gradually, Fenzi and I couldn't talk to the villagers at all. I always think that they are resting on their laurels, we just want to live comfortably in the countryside, but they only think that we are deliberately showing them wide, and they will never be used to looking down on the city people.
No matter what we do, the folks don't want to see us.
Fenzi and I stayed in the countryside for about half a year. In the first few months, I actually got along well with the villagers. But then more and more contradictions and estrangements began to be exposed.
Especially in the area of life philosophy and values, there is a gap between us and the villagers that is difficult to cross. Although my family grew up in the countryside, after all, we have lived in the city for most of our lives, and our attitude towards money and lifestyle have changed a lot.
But the villagers just can't get used to the every move of us "city guys", and feel that we don't respect the rules of their township. Gradually, the two sides began to accuse and criticize each other back and forth.
Once, Fenzi and I threw away several packets of expired ingredients. Unexpectedly, the old man next door taught us a lesson, saying that we never wasted these things back then, and now that we have money, we have begun to be unscrupulous.
Fenzi and I were a little speechless for a moment. I just feel that although I am not so short of money now, I have been working hard and thrifty in the city for decades. Now because of this little savings in the family, it is said by the villagers to be "extravagant and wasteful", which is really a bit wronged.
In fact, Fenzi and I have never been spendthrifts. Our meager savings have been barely saved by so many years of part-time work and frugality. So compared to the past, we are just a little more relaxed, but we haven't started to be extravagant and wasteful.
But no matter how much we explained, the villagers didn't listen at all, they just had a little more prejudice against us "city people".
How can we two old people stand this anger! Normally, the villagers love to shake their fingers at us, saying that the two of us are reluctant to spend money on serious things.
Fenzi and I often contradict them, obviously because we care about food and clothing, so we won't spend money indiscriminately. But the villagers didn't listen, and said that we were too stingy, and even the juniors were reluctant to give some red envelopes.
Fenzi and I are powerless, so we can only admit it. In the end, the two sides have completely fallen into the quagmire of stalemate and conflict, and our life in the countryside is simply a wall and a place of anger everywhere.
Another time, Fenzi and I came back from buying a few new clothes, and the villagers said that we had money to show off our wealth. After repeated explanations, it was useless, and the villagers decided that we were deliberately "broadening".
In the end, we didn't dare to wear too new clothes, for fear of being talked about again.
Even the most outrageous thing is that we have to close the door even to make a chicken soup, for fear of being smelled by the villagers, and saying that we are extravagant and wasteful, and we live too nourishing every day.
In the end, what made us decide to leave the countryside was that during the Spring Festival of that year, Fenzi and I prepared some New Year's goods and New Year's money, which were ready to be distributed to the villagers in the village.
Although there have been a lot of conflicts with the villagers during this time, after all, everyone is an old acquaintance, and there should still be a festive atmosphere.
But when we carried things to pay New Year's greetings, we were unanimously coldly received and ignored by the villagers.
Some people directly pushed our things back, some people simply waved our hands to let us leave, and even the families we usually deal with the most often closed the door this time, ignoring our existence at all.
Fenzi and I walked around the street with our things in our hands, and finally came to the village chief's house, put the rest of the New Year's money and goods to his house, and prepared to turn around and leave. Unexpectedly, the old lady of the village chief's family also shook her head and motioned for us to take our things back.
"Alas, you city people, you just don't understand the amorous feelings!" The old lady said as she shoved our things back into our hands, "Since you moved to our village, you have offended the villagers everywhere, and everyone now has an opinion about you!" "
Fenzi and I were completely stunned. Although we did have some conflicts and estrangements with the villagers some time ago, we never thought of turning our faces with the whole village!
I retorted at the time: "Who relatives in your village have we offended?" I never dreamed I'd get into trouble with you! "
"Think for yourselves!" The old lady also replied without showing weakness, "You are picky everywhere in our village!" One by one, I just can't look down on the style of our village, and I feel that I am superior to anyone else! "
When Fenzi and I heard this, we were stabbed in the heart. It is true that those of us who have returned to the countryside from the cities have more or less carried with us the living habits of some "city people" and have prejudices against some traditional concepts in the countryside.
For example, we often can't get the energy to do some heavy physical work, and we feel that it is very difficult; But in the eyes of the villagers, all these practices are a denial of their life values and a contempt for their way of living.
The estrangement between the two sides has been serious over time, and it has become so serious that they are going to court. The villagers think that we "city guys" come to their village to show off, and we think that they are too conservative and do not want to make progress.
In the end, everyone was angry, and no one was willing to bow their heads first.
"But, we haven't really bullied anyone in your village!" Fenzi was so anxious that she burst into tears, "Our biggest concept of being a man is to be diligent and thrifty, contented and happy, why did you provoke you so disgusted?" "
"Oh, yes, yes, you say it nicely." The old lady said with disdain, "But have you ever thought that your 'diligence and thrift' in our eyes is disgusted with our little family?" Your 'contentment' seems to us to be better than others? Have you never respected our rural philosophy of life at all, or have you simply looked down on us? "
These words were like a slap in the face, and they woke me and Fenzi up hard. We suddenly realized that we must have been prejudiced against the way of life of our fellow villagers from a long time ago.
Although it was just a small matter out of inadvertentness, it accumulated over time, and the villagers gradually became disgusted with us.
epilogue
In fact, it is also to blame me and Fenzi for saving such a big shelf of "city people" from the beginning, we always feel that if we make enough money in the city, we should be able to get a superior living treatment in the countryside.
But that's not the case for rural people, who always think that rich people should spend lavishly, and are prejudiced against frugality.
In the end, in order to avoid blushing with the villagers, we had to give up our self-built small building, pack our bags and prepare to go back to the city.
In this way, Fenzi and I bid farewell to our short rural life and returned to the city.
Disclaimer: The article is a short story, pure fiction, if there is any similarity, it is purely a coincidence, please read it rationally