technical type

It’s not enough to talk about many things, you have to see and think about it, otherwise, some compositions can only stay on the plane forever, not stand in your heart.

The project of bringing Ji Mo to increase his knowledge quickly became a daily routine. Grandpa Sun was unwilling to leave the village, and Uncle Sun was too old to travel long distances, so he asked Uncle Sun Six, who was still young, to take Ji Mo for a stroll in the city.

"Uncle Six, what is it like in the city!"

Ji Mo pretended to be naive and asked Uncle Sun Liu.

"A city is a city. Whatever it can be, if it is surrounded on all sides, it is a city."

Uncle Sun Liu frowned as he said, but his brows hadn't opened since he came out, and he kept complaining: "I ran all the way to see those things, what's so interesting, one by one, I'm not tired."

He also learned from grandpa grandpa back then. At that time, grandpa grandpa was not as old as he is now, and he was willing to walk around. He took them all around, so that they had a concrete concept of many things. This is the beginning of teaching, and there is no way to do it. Children who have never seen a bridge, how do they know what a bridge is, and how do they know how to build a bridge?

You have to see it before you know it, and you can imagine it on this basis.

"You should let your father take you to see it. Your father has learned it before."

Uncle Sun Liu has always said this since he left the village.

Ji Mo understands his complaints. The land in Uncle Sun’s house is planted by others, and he himself is busy with business. It is also fun to sell the goods from one family to another, earn more and less, and now he wants to bring Ji Mo Isn't it unwilling to hang around and delay your own business?

This kind of thing is considered difficult by the elders, and Ji Mo, as a "burden" that is forced to carry, naturally has to be conscious.

So after leaving the village, Ji Mo never complained of suffering or tiredness, even if he heard Uncle Sun's many complaints, he would never agree with him, for fear that he would find an excuse to go back home directly, and besides, he complained about hard work and refused to go out.

Don't talk about Ji Mo's villainous heart, as long as this possibility exists, he must find a way to avoid it. The foundation of outsiders is weak and cannot withstand the consumption of research.

Even so, when he woke up one morning and saw Uncle Sun Liu's operation, he couldn't help but admire him. He really deserved to be in business, and he really had a flexible mind.

The silent man was led into the house, and Uncle Sun took his arm: "Don't always put us in the middle of things about you two, your son, you bring it yourself, I don't need to say what your old man wants, You all know, you take him around, look at the city to see those lumps of dirt and rocks, and then send him back to the village. I have a lot of things here, so I can’t delay here. ——Hurry up, Ji Mo, Call Dad, your dad is here to pick you up!"

Seeing Ji Mo staring at them with wide eyes, Uncle Sun quickly stretched out his hand to greet him.

Ji Mo grinned, it wasn't that his father came to pick him up, he was forced to pick him up!

"father--"

There were so many thoughts in his mind, on the surface, Ji Mo still ignorantly and admiringly called out, stepped forward, took the man's hand, only seeing how Uncle Sun Liu behaved today, he must throw himself out, so, It's better to take the initiative, so as not to be really "not close to father" in the end.

The man's face is a bit square, it's a kind of genuine good face, it's ordinary, not much distinctive, at least it doesn't look like a "smart" face, it looks like the person in the village who can fight wits with grandpa grandpa Two looks.

The man stopped by Ji Mo froze for a moment. Ji Mo knew that he must know that he was not his own. Maybe it was to coax the old man and make grandpa feel better. Raise myself as a grandson.

An adopted son is also a son!

In ancient times, people paid attention to blood, but on some issues, it is almost the same if they were not their own.

"You said that you are really serious. How old is the old man? Why are you so stiff with him? If you know how to coax him with your grandson, you can't coax him thoroughly?!"

While packing his things, Uncle Sun Liu said to the man, "This is the room where your son lives. Remember to pay the money. I have something to do, so I'll leave first."

As soon as he carried his burden, he turned his head and left, leaving behind two staring eyes.

Ji Mo flattened his mouth: "Uncle Liu lived with me yesterday, and he also has a share in the room."

Make it seem like you are extravagant and wasteful, how can you tarnish your image in front of cheap father?

While speaking, Ji Mo carefully looked at the man's face, it was embarrassing to say that he didn't even know what cheap father was called.

The hands of the two were still holding each other, and it was Ji Mo who took the initiative to pull it. The man didn't shake it off, and didn't make much movement. He froze for a while, and seemed to come back to his senses. He pulled Ji Mo out, took two steps, Simply turn around and hug him up again.

Ji Mo was suddenly picked up, startled, and hurriedly supported the man's shoulders with both hands, his eyes raised up, and he looked downstairs, as if he was still a little dizzy.

"Father, have you eaten yet? Shall we go home and eat?"

Ji Mo was worried, wondering if the cheap father had married a wife and had children, if he already had a family, his son who appeared suddenly would be really embarrassing enough.

I don't know if the wife of the cheap daddy minds that the father-in-law randomly picked up a grandson to raise?

"Let's eat here, together."

Carrying Ji Mo down the stairs, the man directly ordered two bowls of wonton soup. They were hot and filled with a large amount. When Ji Mo saw the big bowl, he knew he couldn't eat it. He took a spoon and scooped up half of the bowl. When he got into the man's bowl, he said indifferently, "Father, eat more, I can't eat so much."

With less than half left, he began to eat with a spoon. In terms of eating, Ji Mo thought he was much better than most children of the same age, and no rice particles were spilled.

She fed her stomach steadily, looked up, and saw that the man had already finished eating at some point, wiped his mouth, and it was good to see him, and even reached out to wipe his mouth for him.

Well, I have a handkerchief.

Before Ji Mo could say anything, his mouth was wiped. It felt strange, as if he had been wiped with something dirty. He wanted to wipe it twice more, because his hands had the most bacteria!

The man picked up Ji Mo, paid the bill, and took him home.

Someone was already waiting at the door. The ordinary-looking woman was a little fat, and she was amiably fat. When she saw Ji Mo, she smiled and called him: "Come here, let my mother take a look. I haven't seen you in these years, and I don't know your grandpa." How do I treat you!"

That voice sounded like a mother's.

If I didn't know that I picked it up, I'm afraid I really thought I was your own.

Thinking this way, Ji Mo also noticed that the smile on the woman's face seemed easygoing and natural, but in fact it was still a little stiff. It's no wonder that not everyone's acting skills are so good.

"Mother—Mother, why haven't you come to see me all this time!" Ji Mo jumped up as if seeing his own mother, his eyes were watery, and he stretched out his small arms, like a moth to a flame.

His behavior forced the man to get closer to the woman, and then he handed it over directly, oh, Ji Mo's small body is not bad, the woman's arms sank, and then she bowed to stabilize Ji Mo. Hold on tight.

The smile on her face was quite real, and she seemed to be hypothetical: "If your grandfather sees mother, he will be angry. In order not to make him angry, mother will not dare to see you."

Turning her head to look at the man, she told him to hurry up and said to wait for him to come back for lunch.

"I'm going to ask for leave and I'll be back."

The man responded, and then went out again. When he reached the door, he turned around and said to Ji Mo, "You and your mother are at home and waiting for me to come back."

"Ah."

Ji Mo deserved it.

The woman also agreed with a smile, and when he left, she carried Ji Mo to look at his room, his clothes and so on.

He still has a room? !Ji Mo was a little surprised, and then looked at the things in the room, and they were all prepared for him, including the new clothes, stitch by stitch, which were similar to those on his body. It was prepared by his mother, Ji Mo thought it was just an excuse, but it was true.

The "pro" parents who haven't seen each other for several years.

Forget it, let's make do with being vague.

Ji Mo didn't intend to come here to make himself uncomfortable, he responded to what the woman said, really like a child who was naturally optimistic, and didn't bother at all why he couldn't see his parents in the past few years.

Seeing how foolish he is, the woman also breathed a sigh of relief, brought him food, and talked to him, the words really made up for the past family affection.

This is a woman with a high emotional intelligence.

When the man came back, Ji Mo could call "Mother" very emotionally again, and he probably guessed why Grandpa Sun was dissatisfied with this mother, because this mother might not be able to give birth.

With the age of men and women, if there is no problem, the child must have been older than Ji Mo, but there is no trace of any other child in this room, and even the woman only said that he is the only son, so the result is known up.

Thinking about it along the way, Ji Mo quickly realized that he had picked it up, and it could be that other people in the village didn't know about it.

Neither of the couple in front of them wants to say that they are not their own, so the reason why they recognized their next son cannot be foolish filial piety, and they have their own objective needs.

With Grandpa Sun's temperament, he can't get used to his daughter-in-law. If there is something wrong with the daughter-in-law, it's okay to tell her, but in Ji Mo's view, a woman has a high emotional intelligence, and in life, it depends on her ability to weave a set of lies tightly. I know that I still have the ability, so my father-in-law doesn't like it. The only reason is that I can't give birth.

The man doesn't look like the kind who has been in contact with children, at least he doesn't have any children of his own.

After such an analysis, Ji Mo felt that he understood the reason why the art of building masters was lost to his grandpa. His son didn't want to learn it, and he didn't have a grandson who could pass it on from generation to generation. Isn't that the problem?

Isn't there a contradiction?

People in the village think that the father-son conflict is that the son refuses to learn his father's craft. In fact, the biggest problem is that the son refuses to marry another wife who can bear sons.

Bloodline inheritance has always been the most valued by the ancients.

In ancient times, if a family couldn't have a child, it would be ridiculed and despised by others, so... Maybe the man's temperament has also changed because of this?