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Seeing that they had become the target of public criticism, Qin Jianjun and his wife couldn't help but bow their heads in fear.

However, Director Qi and Secretary Zhang looked at each other and started to have trouble again.

"Director Qi, does this child have any other relatives?"

Director Qi smiled bitterly and shook his head.

The surrounding neighbors also fell into silence, and even Song Ying had no idea for a moment.

A very real problem is before us. Qin Hao is still too young. With Qin Jianjun and his wife, he can at least have food to eat. If Qin Jianjun and his wife are deprived of their custody rights, how can an eight-year-old child survive in this world.

In 1977, we were still in an era of material scarcity, and every household had its own difficulties. Raising one more child meant more expenses. Many people couldn't even feed their own children, so how could they have the materials to raise one more child? Woolen cloth.

Sympathy is sympathy, but when it comes to practical problems, it cannot be solved by a word of sympathy.

When Qin Jianjun and his wife saw this, they couldn't help but feel proud secretly. Qin Jianjun rolled his eyes and said to Director Qi.

"Director Qi, we were confused for a moment. Otherwise, I will write a review and promise never to spank our children again. In the end, it is our family's own business, so let us solve it ourselves behind closed doors."

As he spoke, he reached out to pull Qin Hao.

Qin Hao threw his hand away, then pulled Song Ying's hand, motioned her to lean down, and whispered in her ear.

"Aunt Song Ying, can you be my guardian?"

When Song Ying heard this, she was filled with embarrassment. Although her family was a dual-income family, her husband Lin Wufeng was an engineer at a compressor factory and earned a higher salary than ordinary workers. However, in 1977, it was still in the era of planned economy. She had to buy daily necessities such as grain, oil, meat, and cloth. , they need bills, and the votes they were allocated were just enough for a family of three. Raising one more child would inevitably affect her son's quality of life.

"Aunt Song Ying, don't worry. You don't have to worry about my daily necessities or a place to live. I will take care of it. You just need to be my guardian."

Song Ying asked with confusion on her face: "How do you solve it?"

"Then you agreed." After Qin Hao finished speaking, he didn't give Song Ying a chance to refuse. He ran directly to Director Qi and Secretary Zhang and tugged on the corners of their clothes.

"Uncle Qi, Uncle Zhang."

Director Qi and Secretary Zhang both looked at Qin Hao with pity. The bruises all over his body were really shocking.

"Child, your uncle promises never to hit you again, otherwise..."

Before Director Qi could finish speaking, Qin Hao interrupted abruptly.

"Director Qi, my second uncle takes over my dad's job. Logically speaking, the monthly salary should be thirty-two yuan, right?"

Director Qi nodded subconsciously: "That's right."

"So, the factory pays him fifty-two yuan a month, and twenty yuan of it is actually a pension for my father. Can you understand it this way?"

Director Qi nodded again: "Yes, your dad is a good person. In order to save state-owned assets and died in the line of duty, the factory paid a one-time pension of 600 yuan. In addition, considering that he still has parents and children at home who need support, so The factory gave me an extra 20 yuan in subsidies every month.”

"Child, what exactly do you want to say?"

Qin Hao raised his head and said slowly to the director: "Uncle Qi, I want to apply to sever the relationship with my second uncle's family. I am still young and cannot live independently, so I want to ask the factory to directly pay the monthly subsidy of 20 yuan in the future. The house that I and my second uncle’s family live in also belongs to my mother. Considering that they and my father and mother have no place to live, I can only have one room and let them continue to live in the other rooms.”

Director Qi and Secretary Zhang were dumbfounded when they heard this. They never expected that an eight-year-old child would actually make such a request. The key is that the plan proposed by this child is well-founded and well-organized, and it also takes into account his parents. Two old people, it is very feasible to operate.

The surrounding neighbors also cast surprised glances at Qin Hao after hearing this.

Song Ying finally understood what Qin Hao meant when he said that she didn't have to bear the living expenses and didn't have to worry about where to live.

"Is this really what an eight-year-old child can come up with? Or is it that Huijuan had already expected such a day and had thought of a way out for her child in advance?"

The more Song Ying thought about it, the more she thought it was possible. She and Huijuan have been good friends for more than ten years. In her impression, Huijuan has always been a person who likes to plan, and will plan in advance no matter what she does.

Qin Jianjun and his wife were anxious when they heard that. The original salary of fifty-two yuan a month, as well as extra grain, oil, cloth and meat stamps, was enough for their family to eat and drink well. This time they would have to reduce it by twenty yuan. If they don't have the corresponding supplies, they can only tighten their belts to get by.

Not to mention them, even the old couple of the Qin family were in panic, crying and shouting to Qin Hao.

"Haozi, it's hard for me to talk like this, little kid. After all, you have the blood of our Qin family flowing on your body, and your bones are broken but your tendons are still connected..."

Before they could finish speaking, Qin Hao interrupted them directly.

"Dad and grandma, you have to rely on your second uncle and second aunt to support you in old age and ignore me. I don't blame you, but I can't stay in the Qin family any longer, otherwise I might die without even knowing it. How did he die?"

With that said, Qin Hao knelt down and kowtowed to them three times.

"These three heads are returned to you on behalf of my father. I am grateful to my two elders for their kindness in giving birth and raising me. As a lesson from heaven, from today on, I will sever all ties with my two elders and we will never have anything to do with them again."

Qin Hao kowtowed loudly and quickly these three times. Before the Qin family members could react, he was already up.

Seeing that Qin Hao was bleeding from the knock on his head, the neighbors all cast disdainful looks at the Qin family and his wife.

"What a good kid, why are you forced to do this?"

"Alas, Jianguo and his wife are not lucky. Such a good child will definitely have a bright future."

Song Ying felt distressed and wiped the blood on Qin Hao's forehead with a handkerchief, her eyes filled with distress.

Seeing this, Qin Hao could only feel guilty silently in his heart: I'm sorry, Aunt Song, for taking advantage of your kindness, and I will definitely compensate you twice as much in the future.

Faced with such a hellish start, he had no choice but to take this approach, otherwise he would end up in endless trouble.

Qin Jianjun and his wife were completely panicked when they saw this, and quickly jumped out to object.

"Kowtow a few times and forget about it? Dad and grandma have been raising my eldest brother for so many years in vain?"

Qin Hao said coldly: "It's true that my father was raised by my father, but my father's pension has already been given to you. What else do you want? Do you have to eat me dry to make it count?"

The surrounding neighbors also nodded after hearing this.

"Yes, it's six hundred yuan. It's more than ten years' salary. It's enough to support her."

"Wealthy people. In the past, all you had to do to raise a child was to keep him hungry. You didn't spend much money all year round. Besides, now that I have an eight-year-old child who is penniless, what do you think of me? Do you want me to take out the bones to pay back my father's body?" , If you can't return the mother's flesh by cutting it off, then it won't be Nezha."

Qin Jianjun and his wife were speechless and could only bite the bullet and speak to the director and Secretary Zhang.

"Two leaders, you can't listen to this child's nonsense. He is only eight years old now. If we cut off the relationship, he will not even have a guardian. How can an eight-year-old child receive a salary? It is simply ridiculous."

These words really confused Director Qi and Secretary Zhang. Indeed, it is impossible for the factory to give wages to an eight-year-old child, let alone daily necessities. There is no way to keep accounts.

Qin Hao saw this and pulled Song Ying's hand: "Aunt Song Ying, are you willing to be my guardian?"

Song Ying looked at the shocking scars on Qin Hao's thin body and the blood on his forehead. She gritted her teeth and pulled Qin Hao to Director Qi and Secretary Zhang.

"I'll be his guardian!"

Qin Jianjun and his wife almost jumped three feet high as if their tails had been stepped on.

"Song Ying, I think you are just greedy for our family's salary. You can't even hope to succeed!"

Song Ying was not someone to be trifled with either. She put her hands on her hips and immediately started fighting mode, taunting Qin Jianjun and his wife.

"I, Song Ying, are not like some people who take advantage of my brother and sister-in-law, and abuse their only child. Our family is a dual-income family, and it is more than enough to raise one child. There is no need to take food from a child's mouth. I, Song Ying, asked the teacher I promise that I will spend every penny of this child’s subsidy on him in the future. If I violate this promise, I will be struck by thunder!”

After Director Qi and Secretary Zhang discussed in whispers for a while, they made a direct announcement regardless of Qin Jianjun and his wife's behavior.

"Then according to what Haozi just said, the factory will hand over the subsidy belonging to his father to Comrade Song Ying every month until he is eighteen years old."

As soon as Director Qi finished speaking, Secretary Zhang also cleared his throat.

"As for the house issue, Haozi will live in one room, and the rest will be for your family, but you are not allowed to touch him in the future. All the neighbors in the street will help keep an eye on it. If Haozi has any injuries on his body, look at me. How to deal with you!"

Upon hearing this, the neighbors all agreed: "Secretary Zhang, don't worry, we will keep an eye on them."

However, Qin Jianjun and his wife refused to let them go, dragging the two leaders to prevent them from leaving.

Director Qi, who was a soldier, glared: "If you continue to be so messy, I will directly call the police to deal with it. If you go in because of child abuse, it will be hard to say whether you can keep your job."

Qin Jianjun was shocked. He lost twenty yuan and lost a room. Although it hurt, but if he lost his job, how would he support his family? Maybe his wife will divorce him by then.

Just when Director Qi and Secretary Zhang were about to leave, they were stopped by Qin Hao.

"Uncle Qi and Uncle Zhang, can you take Aunt Song Ying and I to the police station to issue a guardian change certificate?"

Director Qi rubbed Qin Hao's head and said with a smile: "You are a kid, but you are still young and old."

"Okay, I'll take you there."

It took almost an hour to finally complete the guardian change procedures. As for the household registration, Qin Hao's deceased father worked in other places in the early years, and his household registration was also in other places. Later, he was transferred back to Suzhou Iron and Steel Plant, and he opened a separate household registration. , so Qin Hao's household registration is directly under his father Qin Jianguo, but now he is the only one with this household registration.

When she finished her work, it was already past seven o'clock in the evening, and Song Ying took Qin Hao back to her home.

At this time, Lin Wufeng had just come back from get off work, and Lin Dongzhe was already screaming with hunger.

"You are Qin Hao, kid. Sit down quickly. From now on, you will treat this place as your home."

Lin Wufeng also learned about what happened from his neighbors, but he did not blame Song Ying. If it were someone else's family, it might have been a huge commotion. After all, raising more children is a big deal.

"Thank you, Uncle Lin." Qin Hao sat on the chair with a well-behaved look. After traveling through so many worlds, he still had some experience pretending to be a child.

Song Ying cast a grateful look at her husband, and the two smiled at each other, saying nothing.

"Mom, I'm hungry. I'm almost starving to death." Lin Dongzhe held his stomach with an exaggerated expression.

Song Ying rolled her eyes at him unhappily: "Okay, I know, I'll cook for you now. Lin Wufeng, you're still grinning here. Look at your son, he's as dirty as a mud monkey. Why don't you give him a bath?"

"Okay, I'll wash him." Lin Wufeng said as he grabbed Lin Dongzhe to take a bath.

Qin Hao was sitting there feeling a little bored, and Song Ying had already come over with a can of yellow peaches.

"Good boy, eat it."

Qin Hao didn't take it: "Auntie Song Ying, you don't have to take special care of me. I feel uncomfortable with you doing this. And in the future, just call me Haozi. My parents call me that."

"This child, he talks like a little adult. Auntie won't accompany you. I'll go cook first." Song Ying touched Qin Hao's head with pity.

"Well, Aunt Song Ying, you can go and do your work. You don't have to cook for me. I've eaten before."

"Eat a little. Don't worry. Your appetite won't break Aunt Song. Both of them work."

While Song Ying was cooking, Lin Wufeng finally finished bathing Lin Dongzhe. The little guy was black and fat, and his body was quite strong. He couldn't stay idle for a moment. As soon as he entered the house, he curiously approached Qin Hao.

"Your uncle and aunt beat you. Why are you so stupid? You stood there and let them beat you. Can't you run away?"

Lin Wufeng's face turned black, and he scolded: "Lin Dongzhe, what nonsense are you talking about."

Lin Dongzhe muttered: "You can't even ask."

"Run? Where can you run to? You still have to go home in the end?" Qin Hao didn't care and answered casually.

Lin Wufeng secretly sighed at the maturity of this child when he heard this.

Lin Dongzhe thought for a moment and said, "It seems so, but every time I run out, my mother won't beat me when we eat."

As he said that, Lin Dongzhe patted Qin Hao's shoulder again: "If they beat you again in the future, tell me and I will protect you."

Song Ying just brought out the dishes, her face changed, and she grabbed Lin Dongzhe's ear and yelled, "Your brother Qin Hao is injured, try to touch him without any severity again."

Lin Dongzhe was so painful that he could only try to ask Lin Wufeng for help.

However, his father, who always spoiled him, slapped him in the face this time.

"Don't touch your brother Qin Hao until he recovers from his injury, or you'll be fine."

Lin Dongzhe pursed his lips in dissatisfaction: "Hmph, if you don't want to touch him, then don't touch him."

"Eat, eat, Haozi."

"Then I won't be polite."

"This is your home from now on, Aunt Song and your Uncle Lin are your family, why are you being polite to us?"

Lin Dongzhe was unhappy when he heard it, and pursed his lips: "And me."

"Haha, yes, and you, how could I forget you, my little ancestor." Song Ying covered her mouth and chuckled.

After dinner, Qin Hao rejected Song Ying's invitation to sleep with Lin Dongzhe.

"Aunt Song, I have to go back and watch, otherwise they might move all the furniture in the room away. That was left to me by my parents, and I can't give it to them."

Song Ying and Lin Wufeng sighed as they watched Qin Hao's frail back as he left.

"Such a good child, how could he have relatives like Qin Jianjun and his wife." (End of this chapter)