cannon fodder life

The next morning, Zhao Jinbao's daughter-in-law got up to make breakfast for the two children. She had already thought about it. Today, the whole family will eat breakfast together. After the two children go to school, she and Zhao Jinbao will spend another day making breakfast Zhao Jinbao's daughter-in-law thought well when the grass was pulled from the field, but when they were about to leave, they couldn't help laughing at the chickens, ducks and geese in the yard.

Zhao Jinbao couldn't help laughing even more at the two pigs whose stomachs seemed to have a bottomless pit. To feed these things, he had to walk back and forth twice, and he had to chop up the pig grass he brought back and mix it with feed.

"What are you doing in a daze, hurry up and feed the pigs." Zhao Jinbao's daughter-in-law felt a little uncomfortable for a while, but it's okay, anyway, these chickens lay eggs every day, and the eggs laid can be exchanged for money and can be eaten. Feed him What can it be.

Isn’t it just to bring back some grass to feed? She can do it herself. The optimism of Zhao Jinbao’s wife is only at the beginning. Looking at the pigweed that Zhao Jinbao managed to get back, it was eaten by these animals in a short time. Zhao Jinbao's daughter-in-law also began to worry about how full she was.

It's past ten o'clock now, and by the time the animals are fed, the sun won't have roasted them both?Zhao Jinbao didn't want to work any more now, he didn't expect that feeding a group of little things would be so tiring.

After Zhao Jinbao finished feeding the chickens and ducks, Zhao Jinbao's wife said weakly, "Eat lunch first, and then go in the afternoon." It will be over in a few days. They just have been idle for too long now, and their bodies are not used to it.

"Why did you wash all these clothes?" Zhao Jinbao asked puzzledly when he looked up and saw a string of clothes.

"It's getting cold, I'll wash the sweaters you wear in autumn and dry them in the sun." Zhao Jinbao's daughter-in-law began to dislike Zhao Jinbao's carelessness as she spoke.Zhao Jinbao nodded blankly, the daughter-in-law just wanted to praise her for doing the housework!

After the two of them finished their lunch, Zhao Jinbao's daughter-in-law washed the dishes and chopsticks. In the afternoon, the two of them held a sickle and a pick, and looked at each other at a patch of weeds: "Is this our home?" Zhao Jinbao's wife Chi asked. road.Zhao Jinbao glanced at Uncle Li who was working opposite, and nodded with certainty: "This is our home."

"Where's the wheat in the field? Why doesn't Ershan know how to take a look at the child at home? Even if he pulls a few weeds a day, he won't be like this!" Zhao Jinbao's daughter-in-law complained while working, and their family still expected These rice for money!

Zhao Jinbao didn't complain, he could only look for wheat in the grass, not to mention how annoyed he was, Zhao Jinbao's daughter-in-law had been working all afternoon, and she didn't even have the energy to complain, she just wanted to sleep at this moment.

After this kind of life lasted for a month, the sky gradually became colder, and the rice in the field was about to be harvested and dried, and the two of them became even more busy.Zhao Jinbao and his wife couldn't take it anymore, they did more and more work in the field, and after two days, the yard was full of ashes again, and the chickens, ducks and geese could not be hungry for a meal. Just take care of the work, but now all these things in the family fall on these two people.

"Zhao Jinbao, you go to the school to find a teacher, we won't provide accommodation." Zhao Jinbao's wife said tiredly.

"He doesn't necessarily listen to me." Zhao Jinbao hesitated, he didn't want to be so worthless, but he didn't know when it started, it seemed that he was really worthless.

"You can't take care of a child anymore. If you don't provide accommodation, you will bring him back. You won't study for him in junior high school. Anyway, it's a waste of time to study for three years. It's better to go home early and work. It's the same for three years earlier and three years later. .” Zhao Jinbao’s daughter-in-law said.

Their family was so poor, why should they raise a son for the rich brother, his rich elder brother didn't say anything good for his own son during the holidays.

Zhao Jinbao was also a little moved by what he said. It's not that there is no place to live at home. What kind of school does he live in? There are many people living in bunk beds in a classroom. There is no comfort at home.Zhao Jinbao thought about it himself, and began to think about how to bring it up with Ershan.

Zhao Ershan didn't know that the two people in his family started arguing with him after they couldn't get along at home. He generally adapted well in school. When he was working in the system now, he didn't know what he was like. When he became a human, he didn't have his own private space, and even his body lived with another soul, so he was very used to living in groups.

However, habits are one thing. Seeing that the money in his pocket is getting less and less every day, he is also a little troubled. Junior high schools that do not require tuition fees are so reluctant, and high school tuition fees are even more of a big problem.

And here, the previous two worlds made him overestimate the level of tuition fees. Most junior high school students don’t have much pocket money. No, no, and some directly threatened to tell the teacher.In short, don't even think about getting the money, so although Ershan showed some ability, he still didn't make much money.

Zhao Ershan sighed, he had to go back to his old job of digging wild vegetables to survive.

"Zhao Ershan, the teacher is looking for you." The classmate shouted.

"Why did the teacher ask me?" Zhao Ershan asked, because the person who made a small report to the teacher last time, when Ershan was approached by the teacher now, he would wonder if someone asked him a question and refused to return the money to the teacher. Filed here.

"It seems that your father is here." The class bell rang, and the classmates didn't say anything else, and ran to class, Ershan only felt that something happened to the Zhao family again, and the adoption of the two brothers of the Zhao family was a troublesome matter for him. It will explode one day.

"Ershan, I packed your luggage. You go home after school today and don't live in the school." Zhao Jinbao said to Ershan directly after talking with the head teacher.

"Why?" Ershan asked, frowning.

"Just because I'm your father, your mother and I miss you so much, so I just let you go home." Zhao Jinbao said.

"Miss me? Do you miss my work?" Ershan said impatiently, "I earned the money for the sheets and quilts here, so I won't go back."

"Ershan, you can't talk to your father like that." Seeing Ershan's attitude, the teacher couldn't help frowning.

"He is not my own father. My own father adopted me to their family. In the second year after adopting his family, they had their own children. They made me work every day. They thought I ate too much. Now I and They have nothing to do with each other." Zhao Ershan said, no matter what reason the family wanted him to go back, his grandfather would never go back.

The young head teacher didn't encounter this kind of situation for a while, and Ershan took advantage of this time to take the quilt back: "We love you and miss you."

"When your biological children enter junior high school, you also let them walk two hours a day on the mountain road. Feel sorry for them. How do you say this kind of cheating on a three-year-old child?" Ershan said.

Zhao Jinbao thought about countless possibilities, but he didn't expect Ershan to deny him directly. He didn't know what to do for a while, Ershan said to the teacher before leaving: "I'm going back to class."

Zhao Jinbao faced a group of teachers alone, embarrassment buried him to death, he didn't know how he left, thinking of his wife's aggressiveness and Ershan's ignorance, he changed a corner and came to the door of a building , secretly wiping tears.

The door opened, and Zhao Jinbao looked at the white-haired old man opposite, and couldn't help crying: "Mom, I'm too hard."

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