Inspirational life of rebirth

Gu Xiuqin paused for a moment, saw Tang Minyi's gentle smiling face, and gritted her teeth like a desperate one: "You don't want me to say it, I want to say it! Don't you feel useless?"

Speaking of this, her eyes were full of anger, and she began to complain to Tang Minyi, "Let's say my husband Yuan Zhengfeng fell ill when he went to the countryside to be an educated youth. My grandfather cured him without payment, and he later married me. He did not forget his roots, and he was willing to come back after returning to the city after finishing college. He was a top student in a famous university and specialized in agricultural economics, but he was assigned to the family planning committee by them! A young man, he worked for a group of sister-in-laws all day long. I went to work and scolded from door to door, and I didn’t dare to fight hard with them!”

Tang Qinghong held back his laughter, full of sympathy for Yuan Zhengfeng.Not only is he not professional, but he also faces a group of difficult women every day. They are difficult to persuade. If they use strong means to stir up conflicts, the consequences will be enough to drink a pot.

Yuan Xiuqin was in a good mood, and became more and more smooth, "Then he can only persuade, how many people can be persuaded to not exceed the birth? King Ma Long scolded him all day long, and the work was not done well! But what about themselves? The third prince took all the stones for road construction. Use it to build a house for yourself! And force the villagers to help build it! Needless to say, the wages, there must be none, and they don’t even care about food!"

Yuan Zhengfeng shouted again, "Xiuqin! Don't talk nonsense without evidence!"

"Where am I talking nonsense? Who in this town and village doesn't know? It's just one thing! That third prince is not a good guy. His relationship with Director Yu is unclear, and rumors are spreading outside. Woolen cloth!"

Huh, there really are such rumors?It was inconvenient for Tang Qinghong to interrupt when he heard about style issues, so he just raised his ears.

Gu Lao also talked about his granddaughter, "Xiuqin, there is a child here! Don't get involved in chasing after the wind!"

Only then did Gu Xiuqin restrain herself, and brought the topic back to the Ma family, "Hmph, the third prince is the deputy mayor, and the second daughter of the Ma family is the director of the finance and tax office. All the officials in the town have been done by his family! Can this not be a bad thing? Those officials in the town are all his people!"

Seeing that she was still presumptuous, Yuan Zhengfeng bumped her with the shoulder, "Stop talking!"

Tang Minyi still ate with a smile, not showing excessive interest, just listened casually as if listening to a story.Tang Qinghong's little head started to run at high speed. If this is the case, then the Ma family must have a small treasury, right?Finance, office, deputy mayor, secretary... This combination can squeeze oil out of even the poorest place.

Gu Lao saw that the two children had finished eating, and asked Yuan Jun to take Tang Qinghong to the door to play. He didn't want to go, so his father urged him with his eyes.He reluctantly followed Yuan Jun, thinking that Mr. Gu was about to report some great event, but he never expected that Mr. Gu would dismiss him just to talk about his affairs with Papa Tang.

That is to say, the child is cautious and thoughtful, and a bit too mature, which is not conducive to healthy growth, and even affects life expectancy. Tang Minyi is suggested to encourage him to play with children of the same age.In addition to physical aspects of health conditioning, mental strength is also very important.

As it was related to his son's health, Tang Minyi took out his small notebook and carefully wrote down the precautions explained by Mr. Gu.

At this time, Tang Qinghong was sitting on the small bench in front of Gu's house with little interest, looking at Yuan Jun who was having fun with the little friends in the village, he felt nothing but boredom.He has lived for 40 years in his two lifetimes, how could he want to play with these children?

However, Yuan Jun was quite fond of him, so he brought all those children in front of his eyes, and introduced them to everyone as if they were presenting treasures.As soon as he heard that this younger brother with exquisite facial features was the son of the mayor and he was from the city, the group of children chattered around Tang Qinghong, making his head buzzing.

Tang Qinghong was so annoyed that he couldn't sit still. He stood up and wanted to enter the house. He saw a tall young man walking there with a wooden face, carrying two big sacks in his hand.As if he had received an amnesty, he whispered to Yuan Jun, "Your relatives are here."

Yuan Jun glanced forward, with a disgusted expression, "He is not my relative!"

The children next to him laughed happily, "Here comes the little wooden lump!"

One of the older ones sang, "Small lumps and rotten wood, walking around dirty and broken!"

The other children repeat, "To, to, to! Hahaha!"

At this moment, the young man had already walked to the door, and he could hear the teasing clearly, but he still had that dull expression on his face.The clothes he was wearing were not only torn and dirty, but also short, and a pair of rotten straw sandals were on his feet.

Even though he was poor this year, it was the first time he had seen Tang Qinghong who was so poor. He was a little curious about this young man, and asked Yuan Jun, "Why do you call him Xiao Mupiao?"

Yuan Jun saw that the handsome brother finally paid attention to him, so he quickly posted it to please him, "His surname is Mu, and his father is a carpenter. Everyone in the village calls his father Mu Geda, so he is Xiao Mu Geda!"

Carpentry should not be poor, how could it be so miserable?Still being laughed at by kids?He looked at the boy suspiciously, who was also staring at him, his face was still expressionless, and he stood in front of him without blinking for a long time.

He was a little displeased by the look, his eyebrows frowned slightly, and the little wooden lump lowered his head and walked into Gu's house, when he came out again, he had nothing in his hand, and stood at the door staring blankly at him again.

Yuan Jun was still jealous, and stretched out his hand to push the little lump, "Stay away! Don't scare my brother!"

Xiao Mupida was in a strong body, motionless, did not back down and did not make a sound. Tang Qinghong almost thought he was a mute, and felt a little compassion for a moment, so he stopped Yuan Jun, "Don't push him, what's his name?"

"Mu, Yu." It turned out that he wasn't dumb. The boy answered Tang Qinghong before Yuan Jun did, his voice muffled and loud.

Tang Qinghong was taken aback. This guy, pretend to be dumb to scare him?But it's kind of interesting.

"Which fool? How old are you? Isn't your father a carpenter? Why is your family so poor? Have you gone to school?" He sat back on the small bench and asked each sentence. The more fun it is to be teased to talk.

"I, Yu, Yugong Yishan...12 or [-] years old. My dad...was beaten, made woodcarving, and burned...he didn't dare to do it again, so we were poor. I went to elementary school." Said the boy It's very uneasy, but it's a little smoother in the back.It doesn't seem to be stuttering, it's just that he usually speaks too little and his expressive ability is very limited.

The children kept laughing at Muyu's stuttering, but Muyu was not affected at all. According to the story, a pair of tiger eyes stared straight at Tang Qinghong's face, not a shy sneak peek like Yuan Jun.

This little wooden lump probably doesn't know what politeness and shyness are. Tang Qinghong doesn't find it annoying, and continues to ask with a smile, "Are you familiar with the Gu family? What are you doing here?"

"Send...Grandpa Gu to treat my father's illness. My family has no money, so I gave him wild mushrooms to eat." The words became more and more organized, and those eyes became more presumptuous.Seeing the delicate and beautiful doll in front of him laughing, with two dimples on his face, Yuan Jun and the other children also wanted to move closer, but they were blocked by the big body of the small wooden lump, and they all cursed anxiously.

"Oh? Wild mushrooms?" This Tang Qinghong loves to eat. In his previous life, he often went to drink wild mushroom soup with his friends. As soon as he heard about it, he liked it. "What kind?"

Xiao Mupida went in again and brought out a sack, opened the mouth of the sack to show him, a burst of natural fragrance was refreshing, and there were various shapes and varieties, all of which were rudely mixed together, which was simply wasteful.

"Where did you get it? It looks delicious." Tang Qinghong swallowed, and a large pot of delicious hot soup appeared in his mind.

Xiao Mupidan still talked to him with a dull face, and the invitation was very direct, "There are many of these things... more after it rains. How about I take you to pick them?"

The children headed by Yuan Jun rushed to express, "Follow us! There are many on the mountain! We will pick them for you!"

A large group of children made noise at the door, which alarmed the adults in the room. Elder Gu and Tang Minyi walked to the door to see, and asked Tang Qinghong to play with the children with a smile.

It rained two days ago, and there were a lot of fungus and fungus on the mountain. Tang Qinghong was bored when he was idle, so he became the head of the child, and told Yuan Jun and his friends not to bully Muyu. A group of people marched up the hill next to the village .

This game lasted all afternoon, and there were too many things picked, which filled several sacks and piled up two hills.The children were still carrying and carrying, and they were sent to Tang Qinghong to the town, and they were all piled up at the entrance of the guest house.Director Xu in the office saw it with sharp eyes, and even called a few correspondents to help move into the house.

The children went home together after finishing this, hoping to play with Tang Qinghong tomorrow.

Tang Qinghong pulled Muyu aside and explained, "Come here early tomorrow."

Muyu didn't ask what was the matter, nodded and went home. Yuan Jun was still looking back after walking a long way, feeling disappointed that he didn't get Tang Qinghong's special explanation.

Tang Minyi, who was rushing back with his bicycle, was also stunned by the big bags. Although the children picked them for his son, how could the father and son finish it?Tang Qinghong looked at the big bags in front of him without worry, and discussed with his father with a smile, "Dad, I will take Muyu to the county town tomorrow, sell these things, and visit Teacher Ding by the way."

Tang Minyi was slightly startled, "Sell it? Where are you going to sell it?"

Tang Qinghong said a little excitedly: "The vegetable market! These things will definitely sell for a good price in the county. The village is so poor, so I will exchange them for some good rice and oil after selling them."

Tang Minyi frowned, and tapped his forehead lightly, "You little brat! Dad asked you to play with them, just to let you do things like a child, but it turned out that you were lucky enough to do business like an adult?"

He yelled in pain deliberately, and when his father showed a nervous expression, his face was full of grievances, and he argued for himself, "What I'm doing is business! Hmph, if it wasn't so far away from Guangzhou, I would still like to take it to the Canton Fair." ! Just what we watched on TV that time, a lot of people, can do big business!"

Tang Minyi's eyes flashed, thoughtfully, "The Canton Fair is coming soon... Do you want to go to Guangzhou?"

He exclaimed happily, "Yes! Of course!"

Apart from the capital city, he has only been to this dilapidated place in his life. If he can go to Guangzhou City for a few days, he can also encourage his father to visit the Shenzhen Special Economic Zone. This should be a great inspiration to his father.

Tang Minyi patted his little head, "Don't be too happy, Dad has to think about it... If you go, there is something you can take with you."

As soon as he mentioned the Canton Fair, he remembered something again, "Dad, Mupi...uh, it's Muyu's father. The small wood carvings he made are exquisite! I went to his house with him today, really, very beautiful It’s even better than the ornaments I saw at Grandpa Long’s house! I asked him to make one for me, and he agreed.”