Paternity

Chapter 124

"Tie Zhu, why don't you go play today? Is it because the children in our village don't want to take you? Or is that boy named Jiang bullying you again?"

The old lady from the Song family saw that her grandson had not gone to play as usual in broad daylight, but was writing there with a notebook, she actually noticed something was amiss.

His son often had headaches when reading books, and every day when he was sent to school, he could hear screams like killing pigs, and the homework books assigned by the teacher were thrown everywhere during the holidays, and he took a lot of them.

Now what Song Tiezhu was holding in his hand was a homework book that he dug up from somewhere, tangled like a pickled ball, and several pages were missing.

I saw Song Tiezhu bit the tip of his pen, frowning like a bitter gourd dish, looking at his homework with a bitter and bitter look.

Not like his precious grandson, Miss. Song was a bit confused.

Didn't the family promise him that they wouldn't send him to school next year? After all, she was already a teenager, and she would be able to earn full work points within a few years, and then the family would help fix the two rooms. She is also kind and beautiful, no matter whether she studies or not, and not everyone can be given a job in a technical high school. Have you ever seen educated youths in the city come to the countryside to compete with them for jobs?

So regarding Song Tiezhu's laziness in studying, not only did the Song family not think there was anything wrong with it, but most of the similar families in the commune thought so.

They send their children to elementary school for a few years, learn basic addition, subtraction, and writing, and just try to open their eyes.

Who would have thought that her grandson was now not as usual and started to like to learn The first reaction of Grandma Song was that her granddaughter's head was broken, and the second reaction was that her granddaughter hit something evil.

Too bad the great dancers were dragged out in the early years, no one dared to commit crimes against the wind, Lady Song was unable to find a place to buy talisman ashes for her granddaughter to soak in the water to drink.

"Tie Tie Tie Tie, Tie Zhu, are you okay?"

Old lady Song asked tremblingly, in her eyes at the moment, Song Tiezhu's body was most likely hiding a lonely ghost out of nowhere.

"I ... hey, grandma, you don't understand ..."

Song Tiezhu really wanted to complain to his grandmother about how difficult it was to eat soft rice, but after thinking about it, everyone in their family hated eating soft rice except for him, who was smart and brave, and thought it was an embarrassing act. It's all chicken and duck talking, and I can't understand it.

They only knew that eating soft rice was embarrassing, but did they know how delicious it was?

There is pork leg ginger, large bone stew soup, boiled pork, radish boiled lamb, eggs in brown sugar water, roasted duck and roasted chicken with sausages...

"Sucking-"

The tears flowing down from the corner of his mouth were unsatisfactory.

Song Tiezhu felt that he was gaining strength again.

He saw the number 12 multiplied by 6 in the homework book. It's not a simple math problem. It was to eat twelve sweets a day for six days in a row. If a wish can be realized, Song Tiezhu should be surrounded by raging flames.At this moment, his eyes shone with a golden light, and the index fingers in both of his hands moved as fast as lightning.

72 Candies, definitely 72 candies, he didn't miscalculate!

Song Tiezhu felt that he was fine again, he wanted to learn, and he wanted to start towards a bright future where he would eat soft foods.

Seeing her grandson just saying such a meaningful sentence, then flicking her finger there like a madman for a while, and laughing out loud for a while, Madam Song was extremely desperate, his good grandson must have been bewitched and escaped.

Similar scenes also occurred in many families, without exception, these people were all children who had heard of the so-called soft rice eating trick from Jiang Nianbai.

*****

Towards the end of the new year, fewer and fewer people go to work in the fields, but the chimneys of each house are busy. Throughout the day it was almost full of white smoke from the chimney pipes, mixed with various fragrances. It is a big festival once a year. No matter how difficult life is, you have to prepare something delicious to gift the whole family. It is also good luck for the coming year, and I hope that next year will be prosperous.

But nowadays, most busy people are women at home. The men are responsible for carrying water and cutting firewood before they can rest. I bought a pack of throwing cannons with my allowance, and I was very frugal and played slowly one by one.

However, there are some jobs that do not stop, such as postmen delivering letters.

"Captain, there are two letters from the provincial newspaper, one for Gu Zhiqing from your production team, and the other one is. It looks like surnamed Su. wait, let me see..."

It could be that the postman cannot remember the name on the letter because he has never sent a letter to this recipient before.

“Ya, his last name is Su, Su Aobai, this is from your village, he must be a learned young man!”

The brigade's headquarters was closed except on the first day of the 30th month, and the village leaders were on duty for the rest of the day, as the firewood at the brigade's headquarters was provided by the company, almost daily burning warmly, as the brigade's headquarters were, so many frugal old men and women, and Nowadays, men who play cards together used to come to the brigade to set up the game, you talk about you, I play mine, I play mine, and no one bothers anyone when it's crowded.

So everyone in the room heard what the postman said when he came to deliver the letter.

"Provincial newspaper! Gu Zhiqing's article was published in the newspaper again! Oh, hey, our production team has a Wenqu star. During the Lunar New Year, I had to talk to my daughter and let her go to my son-in-law." the production team to show off."

"Report again, and I don't know how much money I can get this time. Gu Zhiqing is really good. Even though he couldn't do much work, the money he made with the pen almost chased our earnings for a long time. Anyone who can marry He is truly blessed. I heard that the old godmother of the Huo family wanted to tell her son about this marriage. Although he was not a good person, his son promised and had become a company commander in the army.”

"No, no, except for Lady Huo, the old lady from the Huo family and her few children were not easy to get along with. When the time came to get married, the man would serve as a soldier all year, so he should not be intimidated to death by Madam Huo. I've never heard of it before. It was said that Madam Huo liked Gu Zhiqing, because she knew that she was getting paid for the script, and she wanted to take advantage of him, she said, so he asked the matchmaker to come to his house to talk about the wedding."

A group of old men and women were discussing smoothly, until a voice broke the silence.

"Have you forgotten that there was someone else? Su Aobai, Jiang Yingzi was her husband, and the provincial newspaper also replied to her!"

The one who spoke was filled with disbelief, and they were already used to reporting Gu Nanshu's articles.It would not be surprising if Jiang Yingzi raised the boy, and the provincial newspaper also replied to him!

Was the article also reported?

After being reminded, everyone woke up, then looked at the two letters in the postman's hands with fiery eyes.

Everything is a large document sealed with kraft paper that looks quite thick, I heard the provincial newspaper will send the newspaper that published the article, so it is thicker than ordinary mail.

Looking at these two newspapers with an unusual thickness, even though everyone did not want to believe it, they still had to admit that Su Aobai's article was most likely also in the news.

They used to mock Jiang Yingzi for occasionally buying books for her husband, but they did not see her reading anything Now that Su Aobai's article had been reported, these people's faces were swollen.

Everyone at the brigade headquarters scratched their heads anxiously, wanting to help Su Aobai open the letter.

The team leader received two letters from the postman, and he was honored that the educated youth in his production team could occasionally publish articles in the provincial newspaper, he stared and wanted to touch the envelope without washing his hands. the loudspeakers in the brigade, and directly called Gu Nanshu and Su Aobai over the loudspeakers to get the letter.

Of course, he also shouted loudly, firmly saying that this was a letter from the provincial newspaper, and he had to let the people around the production team also listen to him.

In this way, the first time Su Aobai learned that the provincial newspaper had retaliated, the entire village knew about it, and members of several adjacent production teams also heard about it.

Like the people in the brigade, they were not surprised that Gu Nanshu's articles could be published in provincial newspapers, but they were surprised by Su Aobai, who was also good at writing articles?

*****

"Yingzai, did the article written by the educated youth in your house really appear in the provincial newspaper?"

Hearing the news from the loudspeaker, Jiang Yingzi was more excited than Su Aobai, she directly put out the stove and let her son guard the house, while she grabbed Su Aobai's hand and rushed to the brigade's headquarters. , and more than one person stuck his head out of the yard and talked to a passing couple.

Since Su Aobai had little contact with the members of the production team on weekdays, everyone also used to talk to Jiang Yingzi.

"Yes, Yingzi, I've never heard you say that your male writing is so good."

"Su Zhiqing still has an amazing ability, it's amazing."

Everyone was preparing a new year item with a pot in their hands, but their gossipy thoughts were not delayed at all.

"It's not necessarily a provincial newspaper."

Since I haven't received the letter, Jiang Yingzi isn't sure what it says in the letter, she has heard that sometimes newspapers don't load your articles, she said, and will reply to letters to encourage the author.

Although Jiang Yingzi felt in her heart that her husband's article was very well written, the provincial newspaper would definitely not miss it, but she could not say it to death, otherwise, the provincial newspaper would definitely not miss it, how good these people were now, his laughter would be very loud afterwards.

It was only after he arrived at the brigade headquarters that he gestured for Su Aobai to open the letter with encouraging eyes, and when he saw the fifteen yuan delivery slip fall from it, he did so, the large stone in his heart fell to the ground.

"Really, it's actually been reported!"

"Fifteen yuan. I worked hard in the fields all year, and I only received about a hundred yuan. When someone uses a pen, he can catch up with me for two months."

Under the commune system, farmers do not earn a lot of money every year. Some production teams with poor harvests may have to owe some money to the commune. Therefore, fifteen yuan was actually not a small amount.

After taking the assurance pill, Jiang Yingzi suddenly trembled.

"Hey, I didn't expect to report it, but thinking about it, he really liked reading, and the article was so good, how could he not report it?"

Jiang Yingzi thought that her husband was the type of person who was secretly involved in literary research, it was fine, she would brag for him.

“Actually he always had the habit of writing articles. The newspaper I bought for him all this time could be stacked up to the ceiling, but he was happy to write. After he finished writing, he knew nothing.except reading it to me, I could still use it for delivery, thanks to Gu Zhiqing, who gave this idea to my second brother, no, no, he took one of the articles he had written earlier and sent it to the provincial newspaper, and he also said that if he was lucky enough to be chosen to be published, it would be great. How much does a script cost to buy me clothes."

This was indeed what Su Aobai had said at the moment.

"You all know that he is weak, and he can write and draw with a pen. Really spent half his life to let him work in the fields. He didn't get many work points for the family this year, and he always felt disadvantaged by me. Now Well, he doesn't have to worry about this anymore, but in my opinion, even though he can't get anything at home, so what? Rats interfere in their own affairs, and they don't spend their money, do they?”

Jiang Yingzi said with a smile that some members who were mocking Su Aobai behind for eating soft food felt that they had been reflected, and lowered their heads in shame.

Come to think of it carefully, this was indeed his own business, the breadwinner made no difference, this outsider mentor was busy arguing for him.

And judging from Jiang Yingzi's words, their childhood was very sweet, unlike the rumors outside, this learned young man was clearly a very meticulous man, she said, and the first draft fee he got was to think of buying a new one for Yingzi's clothes.

Remember that when Su Aobai first went to the countryside, her body was thin and weak, and she was unable to even support herself by earning work points. In this case, it is understandable that he recovers at home all year round. It was not that Yingzi was unable to support her, Insects had nothing to do with it, and not because they were clearly capable but unwilling to do so.

Of course, they still remembered the important information revealed in Jiang Yingzi's words.

Su Aobai had written countless articles in the past ten years, and she had only taken one and sent it to the newspaper If she sent all the articles she had written previously to be published, it would have been, how much will it cost?

They looked at the handsome young man with a swollen padded jacket, and felt that they saw a shining golden mountain.

*****

That night, Jiang Yingzi was more enthusiastic than ever.

As the old saying goes, there are only exhausted cows and no ploughed soil.Su Aobai gets up in the morning, brushing his teeth with a toothbrush in one hand, and support her slender waist that is overworked with other hands.

"dad!"

Jiang Nianbai greeted his father who was brushing his teeth, then finished a bowl of porridge in two or three gulps, and was ready to go out with his clothes on. Now the relationship between father and son was very harmonious, when Jiang Little Friend Nianbai called his father, no longer ridiculed and ridiculed, but full of envy. This made Jiang Nianbai feel many faces, and naturally became a little closer to his father who gave him face.

And what happened yesterday could make Jiang Nianbai more faceless, so after his mother, he would continue to come out to brag about his father.

Looking at his son's back, Su Aobai's eyes were filled with fatherly love.

My name is Su Aobai, Jiang Nianbai's father, I am a signatory of an immoral system, this is a good system, my hope machine, one day I held my waist and shouted: "Give me the power ..."

He had already made an appointment for the next reward, and hoped that the system would not be overflowing.