child prodigy at eighty

Song Shiyu was very upset, but no matter how unhappy he was, he still had to do business.

He went to his sister-in-law and told his plan, which made Song Changju's heart soft and astringent.Based on her original plan, she was thinking about getting the goods from him and going to set up a stall to sell them herself. Suffering is suffering. At least she has an income. Otherwise, how can she support the child?I didn't expect him to be so thoughtful at such a young age.

"Gu, I'm not only doing it for you, but also for Xiao Ai. How can she follow you to the wind and sun at such a young age? What can you do if she is sick? It's not that you don't know who my grandma is, and you can also help her." It’s not your business, it just so happens that I have an accounting job that I have to do myself, so I thought of you, Auntie.”

"I have never worked as an accountant..." Song Changju knew that their business was not small, and he was really afraid that he would not be able to do it well.

"You haven't been a teacher in the beginning, didn't you do a good job? I believe you." Song Shiyu said seriously: "But I also said the ugly words first, and it was mainly Gu Weifeng's business. If I didn't do it well, I wouldn't Then it’s a big deal to let you stay, Auntie.”

Song Changju was not someone her mother-in-law would trust, so she nodded immediately, "My aunt will definitely not embarrass San'er."

"Auntie, I still have another one. I have to dress neatly at work, and I can't wear skirts. It won't affect me well." Song Shiyu said casually.

"Don't worry, I know you have a problem with the dress." Song Changju pointed at him funny.

After discussing it, the two went to Gu Weifeng's place, "This is my aunt, Comrade Song Changju, who will be one of us from now on and work with everyone." Song Shiyu said in a businesslike manner in front of Gu Weifeng.

"Xiao Jiang, bring Sister Song to get acquainted." Gu Weifeng greeted Song Changju, talked about the salary, and asked Xiao Jiang to take her away.

Song Shiyu cast him a glance, turned his head and left.Grandma, my aunt, you call me sister?Take advantage of me!

"San'er, Ah Yu, can't you make a mistake? I won't dare again in the future." Gu Weifeng didn't expect that at all, stopped people from lying down and was still apologizing for what happened last time.

"Hmph." Song Xiaosan pouted, not forgiving him, no one would play with him like that after he was two years old.

"Good brother, how can you forgive me, you say, as long as I can do it!"

"Get out of the way, I'm busy." Who cares.

What are you busy with? It's not time for class yet. It's true that you're busy making trouble with me.Gu Weifeng didn't recruit him, but who let him play with his brain at that time, knowing that he wanted face!

Gu Weifeng did not get Song Xiaosan's forgiveness in the end when he made peace, and he still had to think about how to coax him back.If it were any other person, he would have put aside and ignored him long ago, that is, this mistress, he was his grandfather, his ancestor, regardless of kindness, he would feel uncomfortable if he ignored him.

Now thinking about it, even being disciplined for a few sentences is a comfortable thing.

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"Changhe Changhe, your son has reported it!"

"Come and see, come and see!"

"Report?" Song Changhe was stunned for a while, what should he report?

"Look at you."

Song Changhe snatched the newspaper and took a look. It was reported, not only reported, but also took up a lot of land!It was yesterday's calligraphy competition, and the picture was accompanied by his mistress and his students, and there were still people in line?No matter, anyway, he praised his mistress and praised his son as a child prodigy reborn, a young genius.

"Changhe, your son is amazing. Now it's in the newspapers, but he won't be on TV in the future!" It's a big deal to be in the newspapers. They didn't report it a few times in the factory, let alone an individual?As for being on TV, they dare not even think about it. In their opinion, being able to be on TV is the most amazing thing, there is no one.

"Don't praise him like that, children can't stand it." The beauty in Song Changhe's heart, and the attitude of a stern parent on his face, how fake it is.

"If you can afford it, why can't you afford it? Look at your mistress, you can get what you want, you can study well, you can earn money, and you can also earn fame. Hey, if I had such a son, I would be able to wake up laughing in the middle of the night! "They don't know how many times they have been envious, and they don't know why their old Song family's grave has such a puff of smoke, it's so fucking enviable.

"Old Song, you're telling us how you two taught your children, why are you so successful?"

"Yes, yes, but you can't hide it."

"It's all done by him himself. What can I, an old man, teach me? My mistress, it's a natural thing. There's no cure." Song Changhe said proudly and self-effacingly, which could drive a group of people to death.

He took the newspaper and read it over and over again, and finally carefully folded it neatly and put it in his pocket. He had to take it home and stick it on the wall, no, it had to be framed!

Then he really got framed.

framed...

A piece of, no, a piece of newspaper.

Father Song insisted on forcing Song Xiaosan to do it himself, but Xiaosan would rather die than do it, and finally got someone to frame it on a glass shelf and hang it on the wall, next to his row of No.1 certificates.

Every time Song Xiaosan saw it, he was so ashamed that he wanted to go underground. He never knew that his father's madness was even more ridiculous.

What surprised the Song family even more was that some newspapers in the province also reported their competition, but the accompanying picture was two words and one queuing picture.It is said that this is a democratic cultural feast, and the focus is on promoting the development and inheritance of various cultures and arts.Song Shiyu was also mentioned, and of course some compliments were unavoidable, but since there was no picture of his son, he just cut it out and kept it, and did not post it on the wall.

Song Shiyu let out a long breath of relief.He was really afraid of his dad's whim.

There have been many good things going on in Lao Song's house recently, but no, the house is divided.

The smile on Liu Erhua's face has never fallen, and she hums a little tune to and from get off work every day, which shows how happy she is.

Song Shiyu also liked it very much. He went to see the new house. Although it was a bit small, it was just two bedrooms and one living room, but with a kitchen and bathroom, his bathing problem was finally solved fundamentally.Also, you don't have to wait in long lines to go to the toilet.

Of course, we can't live in the room right away after being divided, we have to tidy it up no matter what, Song Changhe and his wife just pretend to be simple, smooth the floor with cement, scrape the wall white, and clean it up.Seeing that the children are all grown up, they have to save money for their sons to marry their wives.But the mistress in the family quit, and finally got a new house, how could he just live like this casually?If he can treat himself and his family well, he will never treat him badly.

No matter what, the kitchen and bathroom should be pasted with snow-white tiles, and the floor should not be just plastered with cement. He has seen those fashionable houses on TV. The job was taken over.

He is a teenager, and he has to go to school to teach and practice handwriting, how can he have the time to do this, and the family is not at ease.Of course, he was also reluctant to spend money lavishly.

Is Song Xiaosan the kind of person who won't do it unless you let him?People said it very eloquently: "Parents, you may have lived in that house all your life. How long is your life? The first half of your life was suffocated in these two huts, and the second half of your life has your own house. How can you not hold back anymore?" Beneath it. The house is tidied up comfortably, and we live comfortably. In the future, if the eldest brother brings a daughter-in-law like a general’s daughter back, our family will not lose our position, will it?”

"How dare you think about returning the general's daughter, why don't you call her a princess!" Liu Erhua scolded with a smile.

"Even if it's not the general's daughter, she can't be an ordinary person. With my brother's conditions, what kind of woman can't marry?" Song Xiaosan was so confident in his eldest brother, "Don't talk about elder brother, but mother, you see You have been suffering with my father for so many years, and now you can live a bright and spacious life, why not? Are you afraid that you will not be able to find a wife if you are just us?"

"And Dad, the dignified workshop director of the National Cotton Factory, you don't even have a decent piece of furniture when you come to visit someone at home, how embarrassing? Is it true that our family is rich? Leave this to me, promise Do it beautifully, don’t spend a penny more, and do one thing less.”

"It's Dad, you don't know what the little three is capable of. If you don't agree, he will talk to you to death." Song Shifeng was beating and drumming beside him. He also wanted to live in a good house.

"I think you want to talk about it." Song Changhe snapped back very rudely.

"Am I wrong? Let Xiao San do it if he wants to. Isn't there me? I will be the supervisor, so I must supervise him well." He is still thinking about the boss.

"That's right, you see, if you have a son, you can just let him do these chores. You still have work to do, and the four modernizations are still waiting for your parents to realize them!" Xiaosan said with a smile.

"Well, I also work, what does the third brother tell me how I do it." Xiaosi was not far behind and actively expressed his opinion.

The two couples let the children feel more comfortable when you coaxed me with words, and settled the matter in a daze.In fact, it’s not enough to be confused. My own children know that they dare to kill this child before they disagree, so it’s better to look at it under the nose, so that they can rest assured.

Finally, he told the second child: "Listen to your third brother, don't make up your own mind."

"I know, I know, dare I not listen?" This is the immediate leader, the bread and butter of the parents!

Song Shiyu didn't seem very flustered after taking over such a big event. He directly asked Widow Wang's brother, Uncle Wang, to do the basic work of his family.This uncle has been decorating people's wedding rooms for several years. The leveling, brick laying, and whitening are done finely and well, and I can assure you that there will be no problem if you leave it to him.

The carpentry work was given to the master who made the tables and chairs at the beginning. He has already made a plan for any style. The master can make it according to the pattern. He even made a new set of furniture, which is the same as his decoration. .

His second brother wasn't idle either, it was his business to look for materials and check the progress, and he had to run errands if there was anything missing.

Song Changhe and his wife didn't dare to let go at first, and they went to ask every day, but their son arranged things in an orderly manner, and then they didn't care much about it. The couple lay down at night and discussed how the child thought about the decoration. How long.In the end, I came to the conclusion that I must have thought about it last year when I heard about the house allocation.

This is really a bad idea. Song Shiyu really didn't think about it that much, and it was just a temporary idea. He was born with such a temper, and he pays attention to planning when doing things.

The decoration wasn't officially completed until the twelfth lunar month, during which time Gu Weifeng was busy, and just accompanied Song Xiaosan to the provincial capital six or seven times.

Of course, the little awkwardness between the two of them would have been resolved long ago.