80s development history

Jiang Dahe's father, Jiang Dapao, came to pick him up at school today. Xin Andong returned to the car and arrived home half an hour earlier than usual.

After bidding farewell to Jiang's father and son, Xin Andong walked towards his home.Before entering the door, I heard grandma's distraught voice, with a crying voice, which was sharp and bitter.

"I can't live through this day! Our family also needs to eat and drink. It's hard to make a living and you must be in trouble. Ge Jinhua gave you some kind of ecstasy soup. You don't feel ashamed and panic when you turn your elbows out! Daughter and son-in-law are here Listen, I don't want to save face today. What about my grandson's tuition, what about my child's medical expenses for years of illness, can you borrow a penny from Ge Jinhua when she enters the hospital? Your three granddaughters are ruined by others, you Treat Ge Jinhua's son as a treasure, why don't you sell yourself to them to eat meat and drink blood, why should you harm my grandchildren!"

Aunt Cheng heard the voice and walked out of her house, just in time to see Xin Andong standing silently in front of the closed wooden door with her head down, staring at her sneakers with white laces.

Old man Xin was a fool, he gave the good to outsiders and let his grandson eat chaff and swallowed vegetables, and Ge Jinhua would give whatever he wanted, without looking at his family's situation, the older he became, the more confused he became.

She sighed sympathetically, stepped forward and patted Xin Andong's head, and said softly, "Dongzi, Grandma Cheng's house burned fish today, and your Uncle Dashuan specially caught the yellow croaker. I have been eating for a long time, so let's go home and have dinner with Grandma Cheng."

Xiaohua Xiaofen is the grandson and granddaughter of Aunt Cheng's family. Aunt Cheng's doting on them is no less than Grandma Xin's doting on Xin Andong.

He raised his head, smiled and returned to Aunt Cheng, "Leave the yellow croaker to the younger brothers and sisters, my grandma is waiting for me and me to go home for dinner, grandma Cheng, you should go home early, Xiaohua and Xiaofen can't see you specify to make trouble. "

After finishing speaking, Xin Andong pushed the door open and entered the house.

Aunt Cheng looked at it, and her eyes were a little hot, "This kid, his milk didn't hurt him for nothing."

"Grandma! I'm back. I'm starving to death. If there is anything to eat, give me something to eat. Jiang Dahe always snatches my steamed buns. Next time I must hide them so that he won't find them!"

As soon as he entered the door, Xin Andong yelled loudly, as if he didn't feel the oppressive and heavy atmosphere in the room, and threw on Grandma Xin's rare coquettishness.

Grandma Xin quickly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, hugged her eldest grandson, and said anxiously in a hoarse voice, "You child, don't you know how to find food when you're hungry? Jiang Dahe even snatched your steamed buns. I'll ask your mother to find Wang Xiangmei to have a good time tomorrow." Talking about it, how can their children go to school without food, how can they steal it from you, what if my grandson is hungry!"

"Hee hee, grandma, I was just kidding, Jiang Dahe brought me a chicken drumstick yesterday, he ate my thick noodle steamed buns, and I ate his white rice, I earned it!"

"You narrow-minded ghost!" Grandma Xin smiled through tears, scraped Xin Andong's nose affectionately, and asked warmly, "Are you hungry or not? Grandma will serve you rice now. I know you like white rice. I specially asked your father to carry a bag of rice and use the husking machine in the team to beat the rice, and the family is also cheap for outsiders, so it’s better to let my grandson have enough to eat.”

The pointed sentence made Grandpa Xin's eyes darken instantly when he saw his grandson's slightly relaxed eyes.

Under Xin Andong's gags, the Xin family's dinner today went on as usual, except that Xin Andong and Grandma Xin occasionally said a few words about the vegetables on the table, or Xin Wenfang asked him about the school, but Grandpa Xin didn't say a word. Cocoon skin held the bowl in his palm and bowed his head to eat, the silence was quieter than the air.

After dinner, Xin Andong offered to do the dishes, but Grandma Xin refused and pushed him to do his homework.

When he came back to the house, he happened to see his silly father carrying a kerosene lamp and a net rod for fish and shrimp in the other hand about to go out. He frowned and asked his mother, "Why does Dad still go down to the river to catch shrimps when it's so dark? It's so dangerous."

"The kid meddles in so many other things. Didn't your grandma tell you to do your homework? Go!" Xin's mother said in a blunt tone, and followed her out of the house without looking back.

strangeness.

Turning around, Xin Andong happened to see his grandfather entering the hut, and he didn't know how long the old man stood there.

"What is Dongzi standing at the door looking at? Come in and do your homework. Your parents will be back later. Remember to light the kerosene while writing, so as not to hurt your eyes." The food bowl hurriedly went to feed the chickens.

The old man was short and thin, and his gait was a little unsteady, and he didn't look sharp at all when he scolded Grandpa Xin in the evening.

Ge Jinhua, thinking of this person, disgust flashed in Xin Andong's eyes.

The quarrel in the evening, but Grandpa Hu Xin "sacrificed himself for others", let Ge Jinhua benefit from his own family, as a junior, even Xin's mother can't blame Grandpa Xin, and he is even less likely to point fingers at the old man's behavior as a grandchild .

There is some unhappiness in my heart, and I also blame Grandpa Xin for making grandma so sad.

But the crux of this matter lies in Grandpa Xin's attitude towards the second room. As long as the old man feels guilty about the dead second grandfather for a day, the old Xin family will always be used by Ge Jinhua. The grandfather who admits death can see Ge Jinhua's ugly face clearly.

After thinking about it all night, he couldn't come up with a solution, and because he knew from his grandma's sarcasm towards his grandpa in the morning that his parents had only come home early last night, Xin Andong, who had just had a mouthful of porridge, immediately put down the bowl, feeling full of anger.

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Xin Andong, who was exuding gloom, didn't dare to provoke Jiang Dahe. When the two walked to the school, Xin Andong was so tired that he was out of breath, and his face turned pale because he didn't have a good breakfast. He bent over and returned to his seat, and immediately lay down unable to move. The stomach twitching pain made him remember Ge Jinhua again in his heart.

"I'm so hungry..." Xin Andong groaned in pain while clutching his stomach.

"Hungry, I have something to eat, do you want it?"

He suddenly heard a joking question next to his ear. The voice was a little familiar, but he forgot where he heard it. He leaned on the desk and tilted his head slightly, and rolled his eyelids weakly.

"Hey! Your face is so pale? I thought I saw a ghost," the child's pale face was slightly purple, and his head was leaning against the edge of the table so that the front face could not be seen clearly, but only one side of his cheek was exposed. And the sharpened chin inexplicably makes people feel distressed, "Tsk! As for starving myself to such a miserable state, hey, fresh milk, let me drink it for you, and I brought a lot of bread."

He unscrewed the cap of the milk bottle, and stuffed another bag of bread into his hands on his knees, "Hold it by yourself."

Xin Andong was really hungry. He didn't know that the original body still had a stomachache. He took the bread and put it in his mouth bluntly, "Thank you."

"Why are you being so polite? We will be at the same table from now on. I heard that you are still the first in age. My cousin complimented you and asked me to study hard with you. Hey kid, can I discuss something with you?"

"Hmm... what's the matter?" Xin Andong gnawed on the bread and drank milk, and asked inarticulately.

"I'll bring you breakfast every day, and I'll borrow your answers during your exams. How about it? Isn't this a good deal?"

Xin Andong refused politely: "No."

The hunger slowly subsided, and his smart brain began to function normally. This new deskmate was probably the cousin of the man yesterday. He fought in another school, was expelled for mobilizing a crowd, and was mercilessly stuffed in by his cousin. Tong Zhenghao from the old classmate class.

Tong Zhenghao almost laughed angrily when he was rejected unceremoniously, "Hey, kid, what you are eating now is my bread, and you dare to play tricks after eating my food. Believe it or not, I will throw you out of this window." !"

He grinned threateningly, expecting that the frail child couldn't help being frightened.

Xin Andong grabbed the bread and gnawed it while raising his head and staring at Tong Zhenghao with his big clear eyes, calmly crushing all the arrogance of Tong Zhenghao.

"You...you are the kid who sells lobsters!"

The surprised tone suddenly raised, as if it was an incredible thing for him to appear in this classroom.

Xin Andong recognized Tong Zhenghao when he caught a glimpse of his face just now, took a mouthful of bread and milk in a leisurely manner, and said unhappily, "Don't call me a child, you are not a few years older than me."

"So what, I'm taller than you, short winter melon!"

The thorn in height, Xin Andong, doesn't know how long he will be pierced in this life. He doesn't have a big heart. When others attack him about his height, he is actually very angry, his face turns cold, and he says, "Childish."

"Do you dare to call me naive? I..."

Tong Zhenghao still wanted to yell, and he wasn't really that angry when he recognized Xin Andong, but he couldn't help but want to tease the child when he saw that the child was young, unsmiling and steady, especially like his old-fashioned cousin.

"Tong Zhenghao! You bullied your classmates on the first day of class, do you want to stand outside the classroom?"

Lan Mingqu walked into the classroom with a book and a large right-angled triangle ruler in his arms, and just as he put the things on the desk, he saw Tong Zhenghao beaming and pointing at Xin Andong. Thinking of the child's bad deeds in the previous school, he immediately reprimanded him with a straight face. .

"Dogs and mice meddle in their own business." Tong Zhenghao lowered his head and muttered.

But he didn't know that Lan Mingqu was walking in front of him, and just happened to hear this sentence verbatim, his face twitched slightly, and he didn't let him go at all because of his familiarity with Tong Zhenghao's cousin, and said sternly : "If you insult the teacher, you will be punished by copying the school rules a hundred times."

After speaking, he turned around decisively.

"You must be sick! You will copy the dead a hundred times!" The unruly Tong Zhenghao couldn't bear this kind of punishment, and immediately, under the watchful eyes of all the students in the class, he threw his schoolbag heavily on the desk, "If you are capable, let me Quit school, anyway, I will never copy school rules!"

"Start class now. Students, don't be disturbed by irrelevant people. The motherland needs learned and talented pillars. If you study hard here today, you will be able to contribute to the construction of the motherland tomorrow..."

Teacher Lan pretended that Tong Zhenghao didn't exist at all, and said some words of encouragement to the students, then opened the textbook and started class as usual.

Tong Zhenghao, who was ignored by no one, waited for a long time without Lan Mingqu looking at him, so he blushed and sat down in resentment, stuffing his schoolbag into the table and cabinet, looking slumped as if defeated rooster.

Xin Andong glanced at the tablemate who bowed his head and was sulking, and felt sorry for him. Obviously, this kid didn't know that Teacher Lan was specially invited by his cousin to treat him.

The class time was very fast, and the fight with Teacher Lan was embarrassing in front of the classmates. Tong Zhenghao was a little listless in the next few classes. With a glance, he happened to put the black flip phone in Tong Zhenghao's hand into his eyes.

What a rich man, there are mobile phones in this era, and they are still flipped by Motorola. You must know that you can’t buy them even if you have money. I don’t know how much higher level they are compared to those turkeys who hold big brothers like bricks and show off their wealth.

"What are you looking at! How dare you sue me for asking you to look good!" Tong Zhenghao was very vigilant, and found that Xin Andong was peeking, and immediately stuffed his phone into his schoolbag, and threatened with a vicious voice.

Sure enough, I am still a little afraid of the teacher.

A smile of unknown meaning flashed across Xin Andong's eyes, and he asked innocently, "That was a mobile phone just now?"

Tong Zhenghao was taken aback by the question, and then his handsome eyebrows were raised, and he said proudly, "I can't see that you are quite knowledgeable, that's right, my parents bought it for me in the United States, and it just went on the market. This one doesn’t exist in China yet, how can you be envious, hey, if you promise to copy homework for me in the future, I’ll lend you your phone to touch it?”

Eyes roving with ghostly ideas, he said to Xin Andong in a bewitching tone.

"Hehe, I can't." I want to copy last night for you just by touching it, and there is still no time limit, why is your face so big.

Tong Zhenghao frowned unhappily, "Then you should be greedy!"

After speaking, he angrily took out his mobile phone from his schoolbag to play again, blocking his body to prevent Xin Andong from looking at it.

In this era of mobile phones, you can’t watch videos except for calls. Xin Andong is not as obsessed as Tong Zhenghao expected. Force doesn't work at all on this kid.

Tong Zhenghao's eyes widened in astonishment. How could it be possible that the child turned a blind eye to the latest mobile phone in his hand? !

He was hit again and again, and when two good brothers called him to eat in the cafeteria at noon, he couldn't get excited, waved his hand with downcast eyes, and said weakly, "I'm not in the mood, you go on your own."

He was still immersed in the depression of being defeated by Xin Andong's calm attitude.

Since Xin's father delivered the lunch on the first day, Xin Andong never let him go. Every day, he brought the lunch box from home by himself. Jiang Dahe sat at the front table with him, and the two of them put the lunch box together and ate face to face. lunch.

Xin Andong was more particular. Jiang Dahe had to tell him which dish in his lunch box he wanted to eat in advance, and he would dial it to him before eating. After the official meal, Jiang Dahe was not allowed to stick chopsticks into his lunch box.

Jiang Dahe wrongedly accused Xin Andong of despising him, but Xin Andong remained unmoved.

Among the two, Jiang Dahe's family has better conditions, but he is not the master who can feast on fish and meat every day, so today's meal is relatively simple. Jiang Dahe has scrambled eggs with lettuce and some braised beans, and Xin Andong still has half of crayfish as usual. A piece of fried tofu was made by Xin Andong himself. He fried the tofu until golden and sprinkled some spicy chopped peppers and homemade pickles.

Eating lobster every day will always get boring, Jiang Dahe licked his face and asked for Xin Andong's fried tofu.

Glancing at him sideways, Xin Andong gave him half, and asked routinely, "Do you want any more lobster?"

"Well," Jiang Dahe pondered for a while, his round face wrinkled, "I want it, but don't give it all to me, I can't eat too much."

I don't want to eat it, but I can't bear to smell it.

They are all from the same village, and Jiang Dahe in Banli also defended him everywhere. Xin Andong always tried his best to satisfy his little request of vegetable selection. He picked up three prawns for him, and ate the remaining three by himself.

Jiang Dahe gave him all the scrambled eggs with lettuce in his lunch box, and at the same time said awkwardly, "Eat it, eggs have a fishy smell, I don't like it."

After finishing speaking, he buried his head in cooking.

Whoever has an egg in the village does not save it quickly, but waits for the quantity to be sold in the county. Jiang Dahe’s grandma loves her grandson, and every day the old hen’s eggs are given to the grandson to eat, either boiled eggs or fried eggs, Scrambled eggs, Jiang Dahe ate eggs in different ways every day.

The Xin family can't do it. The only old hen lays an egg in a few days. Even if Grandma Xin wants to feed her grandson eggs every day, she can't do it.

Looking at the golden-yellow eggs in the lunch box, Xin Andong knew that the fishy smell was fake, Jiang Dahe said that on purpose because he gave him the eggs, he was kind-hearted, and it was worthwhile for him to bring him crayfish to eat every day.

The two little friends had lunch dearly. Although the dishes were ordinary, the affection of sharing food with each other really envied Tong Zhenghao, who was lying on the sidelines and eavesdropping. Gang fight.

Think about it, there has never been a moment of warmth worth remembering.

Smelling the familiar smell of lobster, he was about to salivate, his head lying on the table moved dishonestly, and the bench under his buttocks was dragged by him to make noise, but none of them caught Xin Andong's attention.

He was very depressed, and his stomach was even hungrier, which made her a little upset, and she was ashamed to speak up. Tong Zhenghao struggled for a while, smelling the fragrance of vegetables, listening to the conversation between the two, he moved around and rubbed himself. His forehead was sweating, and he suddenly became angry. He thought, I gave Xin Andong milk and bread in the morning, why can't I have his lunch?

At this moment, the belly made a very unpromising sound, Tong Zhenghao raised his head, Xin Andong happened to look over, his face flushed, and he said harshly, "I'm hungry, give me your meal!"

Is there anyone else who is so confident in grabbing food?Xin Andong was stunned for a moment.

But he is mentally old, and he doesn't care about like a spoiled brat. Besides, if it weren't for Tong Zhenghao's milk and bread in the morning, it's hard to say whether he can survive the morning class.

Facing the more rebellious and lawless Tong Zhenghao, seeing Xin Andong being bullied, Jiang Dahe dared not speak out, and only dared to puff his cheeks and stare at him angrily.

After thinking for a while, Xin Andong put down the spoon.

"Then you wait a moment." He lowered his head and took out a new lunch box containing steamed buns from the desk. This was bought for him by Xin Wenfang a few days ago. Xin Andong put one of the steamed buns into the lunch box for vegetables, and put He didn't want the crayfish, he only picked some lettuce, scrambled eggs and fried tofu, and then handed the lunch box to Tong Zhenghao, saying, "Only these, eat it, don't be disgusted. "

Asking for it is one thing, being given it by someone, and taking half of the other person's lunch, Tong Zhenghao looked at the aluminum lunch box with steamed buns and vegetables in front of him, suddenly his nose felt a little sour, and he took the chopsticks that Xin Andong gave him with a blushing face, Burying his head directly in the lunch box, he ate for a while, then raised his head and solemnly announced: "From now on, you will be my buddy, and I will pay you back ten meals after I eat you one meal!"

Xin Andong was amused by his swearing-like solemn words, "Don't take it seriously, I'm not very hungry after eating your bread in the morning, we are all classmates, it's right to help each other."

The child's cheeks were thin and pale, and his delicate lips were slightly raised, exuding a friendly and friendly atmosphere. Tong Zhenghao stared blankly for a while, then lowered his head and continued to bury his head in eating. Those who didn't know the truth thought he was eating some delicacies from mountains and seas. Chewing the crayfish with a satisfied face.

After all, entrusted by his old classmate, Lan Mingqu learned that Tong Zhenghao didn't go to the cafeteria for lunch, so he went to the classroom to find him. When he entered the door, he saw him chewing a red crayfish with soup on the corner of his mouth, flying upwards. His brows and eyes were bent meekly, as if he was enjoying a delicious meal.

"Hey! There are shrimps and eggs. This tofu is also golden and attractive. It tastes better than me. It smells really delicious. I thought you had nothing to eat. It seems that I was worrying for nothing." Lan Mingqu said jokingly.

His eyes flicked over the lunch boxes of the three of them, especially when he paused for a second in Xin Andong's shallow lunch box, thinking, it was indeed the right decision to arrange Tong Zhenghao to sit with Xin Andong. Xiaobawang has learned to mingle with his classmates.

Xin Andong raised his head with a puzzled look on his face: "Teacher Lan?"

As he was about to stand up, Jiang Dahe was so frightened that the food in his mouth fell out, and he pushed the bench away in a panic. Only Tong Zhenghao blatantly ignored Lan Mingqu, snorted, and took care of himself lobster.

Lan Mingqu pressed his hands down, with a smile on his handsome face, "I just came to see Tong Zhenghao, since he has already eaten, I don't worry about it," he praised Xin Andong, "Xin Andong The classmate did not disappoint the teacher, caring for the classmate and sharing with others, you did a good job.”

Xin Andong froze for a moment, glanced at Tong Zhenghao's reddened ears, felt amused, and replied to Lan Mingqu, "Thank you teacher for the compliment. Although Tong Zhenghao is the first day in our class, he is kind. When I had a stomachache in the morning, I was very touched by taking the initiative to let me eat my own breakfast, and I am also very grateful to Tong Zhenghao, we are all classmates in the same class, and only by loving each other and uniting and helping each other can we create a better class."

A random compliment, I didn't expect this child to have such a high level of ideological consciousness, Lan Mingqu helped the frame on the bridge of his nose, and praised him, "You are right, only when everyone works together and helps each other like a family can we be separated. The class collectively pushes to a higher level, student Xin is enthusiastic and friendly, the teacher believes that you will be able to achieve good results in this "I am for the class" composition competition, the teacher is optimistic about you."

Besides, he really didn't expect Tong Zhenghao to be so fond of his classmates, so he gave his breakfast to his tablemate?It's incredible.

Sure enough, his decision was correct, and being at the same table with Xin Andong was the best choice to transform Xiaobawang.

Xin Andong, who was suddenly put on a high hat by the teacher: "..." No, I knew he wouldn't have said so many high-sounding words. Is it too late to slap my mouth now?