There is a wife at home

There are two meanings to shaving one's head in the countryside, one is to shave one's head normally, and the other means to start from the head. This last sentence is really true when it is applied to Ah Qing.

Ever since Mrs. Zhang took him and the doll to cut hair, take a bath, and make new clothes that day, Ah Qing has changed completely. Although he still doesn't like to talk and is in a daze when he has nothing to do, he doesn't want food anymore, and he starts to help the villagers. Do some work that can be done in exchange for money. Ah Qing knows how to read. I didn’t realize it before. In fact, he has a lot of things to do, and Ah Qing’s paintings are very beautiful. At that time, there were not many people who could take pictures. Ah Qing drew sketches and portraits. It was very good. At that time, taking pictures was still a luxury. When the old man went, many of the faces on the table were painted. Everyone in the village knew that Ah Qing was pitiful, and now he had a child to support, so they were willing to help him. , Others are not greedy, and they don’t ask for much. If the family has no money, just give some rice, some rice, or an egg.

Later, Mrs. Zhang saw how hardworking he was, so she asked him to follow Zhang Fugui to sell pearls. Zhang Fugui couldn't read, and finally got confused. Mrs. Zhang asked Ah Qing to follow him. Ah Qing could learn this skill from Zhang Fugui, and let him take over the burden when Zhang Fugui got old.

Zhang Fugui originally disagreed, but when the women at home made a face, he had to agree if he disagreed. When he took Ah Qing to go, his face was so smelly that he couldn't look at it. Ah Qing walked two steps away from him, shrinking his shoulders Following him, when he came back, Zhang Fugui's mouth was full of trumpet flowers, and holding his job bowl, he praised Ah Qing's quick brain, and he was able to calculate everything clearly, which saved him a lot of disputes with others In addition, Ah Qing is good-looking, his wife and little girls like his looks, and he sells more pearls than usual. Since then, Ah Qing has officially started selling pearls with Zhang Fugui. When she was not at home, Wawa followed Zhang. People in the village asked, Zhang was afraid that others would bully Wawa, so she said that Wawa was her grandson, and she really raised Ah Qing as her son. Clean the house, wash and cook for them, just like a real mother.

In every village, there are a few women who gossip, and they start to gossip, saying that Ah Qing is pretending to be a fool, have you ever seen a fool who can settle accounts and write?Everyone knew that Zhang Fugui sold pearls in his early years, his sons and daughters were promising, and he had saved a lot of pension funds. Ah Qing just wanted to use Zhang Fugui's pension funds.

But they were vague about Mrs. Zhang, and they didn't dare to go to Mrs. Zhang to say that it was better.

Ah Qing was very happy today, and kept picking up vegetables for the doll when eating. The doll has grown a lot recently, and finally saw that the baby's cheeks have become fat, and the flesh is so cute.

The baby ate the eggs in the bowl and asked Ah Qing: "Daddy, can I really go to school?"

Ah Qing nodded vigorously: "Yeah!"

The doll was also very happy. He put down his chopsticks and ran to the room to take out the cloth bag made for him by Mrs. Zhang, and showed it to Ah Qing: "Dad, grandma made it for me. From now on, I must study hard. Filial piety to you and grandparents."

For more than a year, with Mrs. Zhang, the baby has become a lot more cheerful, and finally regained the innocence that a child should have. When he is with others, he is quite silent, but when he is with Ah Qing, the baby talks a lot, because Ah Qing He doesn't like to talk, and the baby wants to be with his father. He thinks that if he talks more, his father will be very happy, and they will be very happy together.

Hearing what Wawa said, Ah Qing smiled even more happily.

"Ah Qing? Ah Qing? Are you there?"

Mrs. Zhang walked in from the door with a smile, and the baby cried happily when she saw Mrs. Zhang: "Grandma!"

"Hey! Grandson!"

Mrs. Zhang walked in, patted the baby's head happily, then turned to Ah Qing and said, "Ah Qing, come on, after dinner, I'll take you and the baby to register in the brigade."

Ah Qing and Wa Wa are not locals, they have been black households for so many years, the Zhang family has long wanted to register them, but the brigade has never agreed, Zhang Fuguo has made a lot of contacts, and now it is finally done.

In fact, Ah Qing doesn't care whether he has a household registration or not, but Wawa is very happy. He has never had a name, and he wants to have his own name.

After dinner, they went to the team. The girl in charge of registration saw that Ah Qing was handsome, so she couldn't help but take another look. She was a stranger, and the leader of the team said that Ah Qing was an idiot, but now she saw someone. I didn't expect to look so good-looking, and I was really surprised.

"What is your name?"

Zhang Fugui said, "The older one is called Ah Qing."

"Zhang Qing?"

"Ah?" Zhang Fugui was stunned for a moment, but he didn't realize it. Why is his surname Zhang?

He and Mrs. Zhang looked at each other, and the girl saw them like this, and said, "Didn't the secretary tell you? He is not from the village, and he can only register in your household registration if you want to apply for a residence. Yes, let’s discuss it when we go back, besides, no one’s surname is Ah.”

"This...the secretary didn't tell me. I'm so old, how come I have a son and grandson for no reason? Let the people in the village know about it, so they can't laugh at me?"

Zhang Fugui really didn't know about this. He thought the secretary said it was okay, meaning that Ah Qing could have his own household registration, but he didn't say to put it in his family's household registration book. He always had a estrangement from Ah Qing in his heart.

Mrs. Zhang looked back at Ah Qing, and asked the girl: "Does that mean that Ah Qing still has no household registration if we don't put it on our household registration book?"

"Yes." The girl nodded.

Mrs. Zhang didn't hesitate, and said decisively: "That's fine. From today on, Ah Qing will be called Zhang Qing, and he will be my son from now on."

"What!" Zhang Fugui looked surprised, pulled Mrs. Zhang and said, "How can this work? If the villagers know that I have a stupid son, they must laugh at me to death."

"This matter is settled like this. If anyone dares to say that my son is stupid, who am I to worry about!"

Mrs. Zhang shook off Zhang Fugui, dragged Zhang Qing to the girl and said, "That's it, Zhang Qing, let's call him Zhang Qing."

The girl looked at Zhang Fugui, and saw that the old face was blushing, but she didn't dare to say anything more, knowing that she was a fear of guilt, she wrote down Zhang Qing, and asked: "When was he born? How old is it?"

Mrs. Zhang was taken aback, and just about to say you should read and write, Ah Qing said in a hoarse voice, "It's 28!"

When Zhang heard this, she was stunned. On the one hand, she was surprised that Ah Qing knew how old she was. Er'er was dressed in rags, her hair covered her face, and she was so dirty that no one noticed it.

The girl asked again, "What's the child's name?"

Ah Qing said, "Guo Jingjing."

The girl blinked: "Guo Jingjing? Surname Guo?"

Ah Qing lowered his head and snorted in his throat: "En."

Then he turned around and asked Mrs. Zhang: "Is it okay?"

Although Mrs. Zhang didn't understand why Ah Qing gave the baby such a name, she didn't object. It's not uncommon for children in the village not to take their father's surname. Many children are married and follow their godfather's surname. Ah Qing said so, there must be some For his own reasons, he nodded and said: "Okay, you can have your surname whatever you want, the doll is your child."

Ah Qing nodded, then nodded again, holding the little hand of the doll and repeating: "It's Guo Jingjing."

Ah Qing knows that he has forgotten a lot of things from the past. He really doesn’t remember his surname, and he just remembered his age. In his memory, there is a person who once told him: In the future, my son will be called He Guo Jingjing, Ah Qing, okay?

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