Rebirth Night Talk

After dinner, the three children of the Zhao family and the two brothers Wang Xi sat in the small kitchen to do their homework.Sometimes, the embodiment of friendship between teenagers is that they can share food, share homework, share secrets, and share toys.I don't know when it started, the Wang family and the Zhao family have already had a very deep friendship.The so-called deep friendship here is no different from that of children. There is only one more thing for parents, which is to use each other as a tool for complaints and make complaints difficult.When the friendship is deep, Gao Juzi suggested: starting from this year, come to Zhao’s house for dinner on the eighth day of the Lunar New Year, and go to your Wang’s house on the ninth day of the Lunar New Year.It will be like this every year.

Wang Xi's parents naturally readily agreed.According to the laws of the Chinese nation, this is also the initial stage of friendship.

After finishing their homework, the children collected their things and sat around Zhao Jianguo. Every day at this time, Zhao Jianguo would read to the children "Journey to the West", "Water Margin", "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", "Xue Gang Against the Tang Dynasty", etc. Ancient Literary Storybook.

It is a joy to read books to children, they are always very supportive and amazed at every classic.Even, they will look at you with the most adoring eyes without concealing it. The child Wang Rui has asked many times to be a child of the Zhao family, which makes Zhao Jianguo even more proud.Zhao Jianguo didn't know that he was also learning gradually. Reciting aloud and intensively reading word by word are very useful for improving a person's writing level, especially ancient literature for language.Very particular about narrative.Now, of course, these kids only like to listen to those few passages.For example, Zhang Fei's Zhangba Snake Spear, Sun Houzi took out his large or small golden cudgel from his ear.They repeatedly asked to repeat this passage, and sometimes Zhao Jianguo had to read it twice in one night.Zhao Jianguo didn't feel irritable, on the contrary, he enjoyed it.

Regarding reading, at the beginning, Zhao Xuejun was alone with his father and read for an hour a day.As the story gradually unfolded, even Zhao Xuewen and Wang Xi, who were in junior high school, came to join in.Uncle Wang came to pick up the children every night, and sometimes joined the discussion.Sometimes, he gets interested.He will also tell some stories about the troops, as well as some folklore of his hometown Guangzhou.He said that in his hometown, there are flowers blooming all year round, and whatever he wants to eat, he climbs a tree, and there is always just the right fruit waiting.Children always yearn for food, and Wang Xi always looks proud when his father talks about it.

Uncle Wang's name was Wang Lu. When Zhao Xuejun heard this name for the first time, he really felt that everything was determined by God. Aren't the engineers just building bridges and building roads?Now, Uncle Wang and his team have to go up the mountain every day to dig tunnels and build roads. The work is very hard. Therefore, most of the children stay at Zhao's house.

Zhao Jianguo read the volume of Three Passing the Flame Mountain today. After he finished reading, the children chatted together.Wang Rui said that if he crossed the Flame Mountain, he would go to the fire brigade, which was much better than the plantain fan.So adults and children laughed together.Zhao Jianguo praised him for being able to use his brain, and Wang Rui looked up triumphantly.

Putting down the book, Zhao Jianguo stood up, came to the grandmother who was mending the socks, and tried to dissuade him: "Mother, your eyes are not good at night, don't mend them."

Grandma put down her front and glared at him: "Don't love? Throw it away? You just commit crimes. If you don't love, what are you wearing?"

Zhao Jianguo touched his nose with a wry smile. He had worn these socks when he was still in the army, and he hadn't seen them for seven or eight years.I don't know where grandma found it from the corner of the house. In the past few days, the whole family's old socks have been mended for her.She searched all the nooks and corners of the house.Finding things is not the most frustrating thing for the Zhao family.The most depressing thing is that in this house, grandma wrapped stones in rags and blocked all the gaps and holes where mice might enter.Even a brick hole where the water poured in the front yard, my grandma helped to plug it!This is the most classic.

"Dad, why don't you buy a homestead?" Zhao Xuejun, who was silent all the way, suddenly asked his father.

Zhao Jianguo was taken aback for a moment, then smiled: "What? Do you dislike our small family?"

Grandma raised her head: "Junjun, grandma is dead, and the main room is for you to live in. Grandma and Junjun are enjoying themselves!"

Zhao Xuejun walked over with a smile, went to grandma and hugged the old lady's shoulders.He raised his face and explained to his father: "No, our classmate's father is in the transportation company. His family bought a homestead and built a big house. There are four brothers in their family. The place didn’t cost much. Our family also built a big house, and asked my grandma to live in the lobby room.”

Grandma was overjoyed, put down her socks and said to her son: "My family Junjun is the best, the most filial, and better than you."

Zhao Jianguo was overjoyed, and quickly nodded his approval in a fawning manner. He stood up, walked over to sit down, and hugged Zhao Xuejun to his knees.Zhao Jianguo's knee had never sat on any child in the family in his previous life.For the rest of my life, this is Zhao Xuejun's exclusive seat.Touching his son's head, Zhao Jianguo sighed loudly: "Hey! San'er, other people's houses can be built, but your father can't."

"Ah? Why?!" Zhao Xuejun was stunned. He has been a garbage worker for the past few years, and the meaning of saving money is to take advantage of the cheap homestead and want to take care of it. Real estate, it is the most profitable.

"Why? Your father and I are state cadres. State cadres are not allowed to approve places and build private houses. If you dare to do it, you can go to see me in prison tomorrow!" Zhao Jianguo said, wringing his son's face hard.

Zhao Xuejun was depressed, completely depressed. He was not familiar with this policy and was hit hard.In [-], many things were in short supply, and the state did not allow them to be bought or sold.Whether it’s a TV or a watch, there are also sewing machines, cotton cloth, and non-staple food.To buy a watch, you must have an industrial roll. This roll is not one, but at least twenty. The state stipulates fourteen feet of cloth per person per year. How much meat and snacks you eat are regulated. No matter how rich you are , People's stores don't sell you at all.Inside and outside of this home, almost everything can only be bought if the state regulations allow it.Doing business, buying and selling, is a crime that you don't even think about. At this moment, there is a law that seems to be specially formulated for reborn people like Zhao Xuejun.That law is called the crime of speculation.

The shock of not being able to buy a homestead made Zhao Xuejun feel lost for a long time.Of course, his loss did not attract the attention of other people in the family. The world is still changing. Even if the track is slower, some new things have quietly descended on the small town.

Wang Xi's family bought a TV, a Beijing brand [-]-inch black and white TV made in Tianjin.In that era, having a TV at home was not exclusive, but a luxury that had to be shared with neighbors and colleagues. Wang Xi’s family was the first group of people in this city to have a TV.Since there was television, Zhao Jianguo's story meeting could only be held on Friday nights.Regarding other times, the children of the Zhao family except Zhao Xuejun.The two brothers above will rush to Wang's house together to occupy a seat and watch TV.

Zhao Xuejun never watched TV, his behavior was called weird by his family.Wang Xi, who originally wanted to be arrogant in front of him, was also secretly depressed for a long time because of this matter.In order to seduce Zhao Xuejun, the elder brother of the family, he would talk loudly about the content of the TV every time he came back, for example, ah, there is a war in Afghanistan, the assassination of Arafat in the Middle East and so on.

They said that in the news broadcast, there was a war between Iran and Iraq in the Middle East, and there was a guy named Saddam who was almost assassinated.Zhao Xuejun couldn't help being awed for a while, it turned out that the old man started jumping around at this time.He listened silently, not wanting to tell his brother that the Iran-Iraq war they understood was not a war between [-] million people, it was just two places.Zhao Xuejun also didn't want to tell his brothers that the most unpleasant thing in life included watching TV again.This makes him easy to have a sense of disobedience to this era.He felt in silence that the only thing he could do was witness.This year, Mrs. Satchel, known as the Iron Lady, officially visited China. We and the United Kingdom will start two-year negotiations on the sovereignty of Hong Kong.

Zhao Xuejun knows that with the prosperity of the Chinese nation, the motherland will face a new rise.It was also in this year that newly married couples were only allowed to have one child in the land of China. The clan blood system that had been maintained for thousands of years was about to be broken. It was also in this year that the title of self-employed officially entered China. On the stage, people's values ​​began to change.

However, as a reborn person, Zhao Xuejun still didn't fully understand what Wanlin's land was suitable for.Although this place has been legendary since ancient times, due to the impact of Shanxi's great migration after the Yuan Dynasty, various local cultures in Shanxi have been severely impacted for a long period of time.Take the preservation of antique porcelain as an example.In the past, only rich people could afford good porcelain. The so-called rich does not refer to people with a little money.It refers to the big clan, the big wealthy family.After these people's assets reach a certain level, and the family system has flourished for several generations, they will become interested. In order to improve the quality of life, they will use art and very high-value porcelain to highlight their identity and personal cultivation.

Wanlin City has always been poor since ancient times, although in ancient times, Wanlin City was closely related to people like Dayu.But it was called an old district in modern times. In recent dynasties, Wanlin has always been known as one of the gateways of Shanxi in terms of military role.A good family, after consideration, would not build the ancestral house here.Therefore, no family that stores and uses a large amount of antique fine porcelain can be bred on this soil.

According to the investigation in the past few years, Zhao Xuejun came up with a result that Wanlin City can only collect ordinary rough porcelain for civilian use.This piece of land couldn't provide him, a reborn person, with the opportunity to check for leaks. At first, his so-called plan to collect antiques and make a comeback was shattered after being restricted by the region.

Worry, worry about money, worry about opportunity, worry about age, worry about opportunity, worry too much... Zhao Xuejun is just an ordinary person who simply knows history and has been trapped by love all his life. Even if he is reincarnated, he is still an ordinary person, and he still has to return to the ordinary in life.The only thing I can do well is occasionally send a composition to a youth magazine, write a short story, and exchange some small money.

Classifying all behaviors as exchanging money is the value of Zhao Xuejun, a future person, but the Zhao family doesn't think so.What a face-saving thing it is to have a little writer in the family.Even grandma, when she was sitting at the door boasting and chatting with a group of old ladies, she would say one by one: My family is Junjun, that is a young scholar, and he is going to be an official.

Grandma has been living at home for many days. No matter how hard Zhao's father and son try these days, mother Gao Juzi will be caught by grandma's pigtails. In short, the old lady just doesn't like her daughter-in-law.The paper on the head is not pleasing to the eye, the use of cream is not pleasing to the eye, wearing high heels is not pleasing to the eye, working overtime and not caring about the children is not pleasing to the eye, cooking and wasting oil is not pleasing to the eye, in short, many things are not pleasing to the eye.

The conflict between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law made life extremely difficult for the Zhao family.Everyone knows that there is no solution to this difficulty at present, and that the time of misery will be infinitely prolonged.In the blink of an eye, the winter of [-] came, and a heavy snow fell on Wanlin City.When he got up in the morning, Zhao Xuejun felt extremely difficult, so he decided to pretend to be sick. He said he had a headache.Gao Juzi was not fooled, and even laughed at him a few words.

Everyone in the family knows that Zhao Xuejun is afraid of the cold, and his equipment is the most complete in this family.In addition to thick cotton clothes, thick cotton trousers, corduroy thick cotton shoes, two layers of long johns, small masks, woolen scarves, and cotton gloves.Zhao Xuejun still wears that kind of small coat with a hood.This kind of small coat has a very interesting name, it is called monkey coat, and there is a circle of artificial fur around the edge of the hat.In this way, Zhao Xuejun has become a famous scene on this street, and people gave him the nickname: Zhao Mianqiu!

Unclearly and unwillingly, he put away the half sugar biscuit quietly given by his grandmother, Zhao Xuejun grabbed the door of the house with both hands, and screamed desperately: "I have a headache! Grandma! Grandma, help me!!!!"

Zhao Jianguo held back his smile and opened his son's fingers one by one: "It's useless, you've been in pain five times this month!"

The small face with the mask turned up, the eyes were foggy and teary: "Dad, can I have a stomachache?"

Zhao Jianguo forced himself to laugh angrily. He bent down, carried his son to the side of the freshly piled snowdrift in front of the house, pointed there and threatened: "Not to mention! Your mother Gao Juzi used this reason!"

In the kitchen, a spatula flew out neatly, Zhao Jianguo dodged it, and smiled triumphantly: "I can't hit it, I can't hit it!"

"Zhao Jianguo, stop cursing, I haven't forgiven you yet!" Gao Juzi was angry with her husband for some reason.

Zhao Xuejun, who was about to compromise, started playing tricks again. He struggled a bit and shouted hard: "You kill me! I just won't go! Grandma, grandma! Help! My dad is going to bury me!"

Zhao Jianguo showed two fingers with one hand: "Toast, fine wine, choose one!"

Zhao Xuejun replied very cleverly: "Never choose!"

Zhao Xuewen came out with a shovel in his hands, and dug a huge hole in the snowdrift. Together with his father, he threatened his younger brother: "San'er, I tell you, if you don't go to school, you will be buried!"

Zhao Xuejun yelled at him very depressed: "Who are you scaring? I'm not afraid. You think I'm Zhao's second child!"Zhao Jianguo saw that his son continued to play tricks, so he also wanted to tease him. He threw him in the snow pit, turned around and went home, closed the door, and forced his wife. Struggling cotton balls.

Zhao Xuejun didn't know how long he struggled, the clothes were too thick and he couldn't even move his legs!He was so depressed that he gave up and got down on the ground.

Wang Xi dragged a wooden sled, put his schoolbag on it, and pulled it to the gate of Zhao's house. Once he got here, he saw a circle rolling up and down in a snow pit.He couldn't help but chuckle.

"Bah! What are you looking at!" Zhao Xuejun stood up with distorted facial expressions. The most embarrassing thing in life is to make a fool of yourself and be seen by your enemies.

"I'll take you to school." For some reason, Wang Xi felt that Zhao Mianqiu was very interesting. If he described this feeling carefully, it would be cute, sympathetic, and heart-wrenching.After he finished speaking, he dragged a sled rope under his feet and came over.Reach out and rescue the ball from the snow pit.

Zhao Xuejun patted the snow, and climbed onto the sled with his schoolbag on his shoulders without much resistance: "Don't regret it, I won't come down until I get to school." Wang Xi looked at him unexpectedly for a while, and smiled again.

Zhao Xuejun waved his hand and said awkwardly, "Let's go!"

"En!" Wang Xi picked up the belt on the ground, carried it on his shoulder, and dragged Zhao Xuejun to the school.

"Wang Xi."

"What?"

"Who did this for you?"

"My Father!"

"Your dad is so nice."

"That is."

"Wang Xi."

"What?"

"Tired?"

"tired."

"Just pretend I didn't ask!"

"Hey!"

"Wang Xi."

"Say!"

"From now on, come pick me up every day."

"Why?"

"You listened to my dad's storytelling."

"Then your brother still watches my TV."

"Then your brother still eats at my house."

In this way, Zhao Xuejun fell in love with Wang Xi. Before the snow melted, if Wang Xi didn't come to pick him up, he would never go to school.