Rebirth Night Talk

Zhao Xuejun has a small private room, and the whole family knows about it.I followed the newspaper from my work unit to a nearby hardware factory to ask for iron sheets for chicken coops. This was known to my parents. I started reselling national food coupons in the third grade of elementary school. This was unknown to my parents.

A catty of national food stamps is sold to the aunt who sells pork for eight cents, and a catty is bought in bulk from an older sister at the small shop behind the school’s grain store for six cents. Don’t underestimate the penny, it’s worth saving for two years. counted.Zhao Xuejun didn't remember any lottery numbers, and he didn't remember when Soros attacked. He only knew that the era of all people doing business was coming.

"San'er, your aunt is getting married and wants to borrow money. Mom dare not tell your father that you should borrow your money. Mom will pay your tuition fees and build a house for you to marry a wife in the future!"

Zhao Xuejun shook his head lightly and replied: "No money." It's not that he never gave it. The last time he took 30 yuan from him and lent it to his aunt Gao Pingguo quietly. He saved it in the notebook.As if he was a ten-year-old kid.

Zhao Xuejun is not that cruel, he just holds grudges. On his mother's side, there are five brothers and sisters. After his mother came out of the country, she immediately became the salvation of the family. His father started as a section chief from a young age, pulling this, pulling that, From childhood to adulthood, I don’t know how much I have subsidized. Slowly, when I grow up, I have skills and money, and I start to look down on my family again.What is said inside and outside is that the father is deadheaded, and the mother is incapable. Although there are a lot of relatives walking around and the next generation is very close, but there are some things that cannot be said, and I still feel aggrieved when I think about them.

"Don't lie to mom, your second brother said you are rich." Gao Juzi put an egg for her son and laughed with her. She didn't dare to leave the family account, so she could only quietly ask for money from her younger son. The second brother said, The youngest son has at least 50 yuan, and she can make up some more, and she can always get a hundred yuan to support her natal family. It is not easy for her parents to support her, so she needs to help. "

The third aunt Gao Xueli is getting married, and Zhao Xuejun's grandfather wants to buy a sewing machine for his daughter and two large cabinets. There is still no way to make up all 36 legs at home, but it is not a lot to give a big one.After talking and talking, the family naturally gave the burden to Gao Juzi, the second child in the city, and Gao Juzi also agreed with his chest, but it was difficult when he returned home.Zhao Jianguo's old mother is also in the countryside, and his uncle's children are taken care of, and they have to subsidize at least five yuan a month. The three boys eat, drink, and interact with each other. This family is not rich.

"Mom, I'm going to school and I don't need you to pay." Zhao Xuejun glanced at his second brother quietly, who shrank his head in fear, and then looked at his mother angrily: "Mom, you betrayed me! Traitor!"

Gao Juzi continued to curry favor with his youngest son with a grin. He had used tough methods before.But the rolling pin was lifted up, and the third child of his family lay down on the ground.A casual look of yours makes me mad.Although this child is not very good at studying, he is also a member of the whole class. He treats people politely, understands the rules, helps her with work, washes her clothes and socks, works overtime late at night, and leaves the unit. Squat under the street lamp and wait for her.

There is no more caring child than the third son of the old Zhao family.The better the child, the higher the social status.Zhao Jianguo, Gao Juzi gave the eldest and second child a smack from time to time every day, but for the third child, he couldn't bear to move a finger.These days, if a child is less than ten years old, he knows how to help his mother cook, wash his father's lining, give his father a haircut, pick up his mother from get off work, and his parents are on a business trip.A child who is too sensible is painful.Although there are some excessive money lovers, that is also an understandable shortcoming. Who doesn’t pick it up? Gao Juzi himself would pick it up to death. A leather bag can last for five years. If the bag is broken, it’s still necessary to sew shoes for three children after the skin is cut. Pretending to be half leather shoes on the face.

"Mom, I have no money." Zhao Xuejun continued to pretend to be dead.

Gao Juzi pursed her lips: "Your grandpa has blown out all the bullshit, and said it was for your second aunt to accompany the sewing machine. Good son, you can borrow it from your mother, who has saved you a lot of newspapers to write in big characters."

Zhao Xuejun really wanted to put out a lot of big reasons and say that his mother, his family has such a small fortune that they can't afford to subsidize it.Other families are approving places to build houses, and a homestead is only five yuan. There are three boys in the family, and they will have a family in the future.The uncle is in the provincial capital, and three of the five children have gone to college. When the parents got married, the uncle gave all the money of the family.My mother doesn't stay with a good trade union, and doesn't want to raise a chance if it's good. Now she has to go to the handicraft factory. After five years, the factory won't even be able to open wages.Grandpa wanted to renovate the house for the family, and mother lent 3000 yuan of father's demobilization fee to grandpa without saying a word.You can't get this money back until you die.Although I don't care about the little money, my parents have been quarreling over the past few years, and they come and go because of the 3000 yuan.My mother's social status in the family was getting lower and lower, but in the days after that, she was despised by her grandma's family because of the 3000 yuan favor.Zhao Xuejun remembered what his little uncle Gao Guoyuan said.

"Sister, didn't you just take 3000 yuan from you for decades, and said, Cheng, we remember your great kindness, can you stop saying it every day, it's meaningless to say something for 30 years. Otherwise, give you two knocks?"

Because of the 3000 yuan, my parents quarreled all my life, and because of the 3000 yuan, my mother hated my grandpa all my life. Because of this 3000 yuan, my grandma’s family had no contact with the family for nearly 15 years. When he died, it was still because of the 3000 yuan. When he bought the homestead, the whole family shook off all the corners and only had enough to buy two homesteads to build a house.Because of those two rooms, the relationship between the elder sister-in-law and the second sister-in-law is like a blood feud for three lifetimes, and they humiliate each other when they meet.

At a young age, you can cause trouble unscrupulously, but your parents may not listen to your opinions.You can't say anything, even though you have tried a lot, you can't change it.

That night, Gao Juzi's mother still found 52 yuan from the corner of the bed in the house. Zhao Xuejun deliberately showed the place to the second child, and he didn't want to embarrass his mother.

The next day, Zhao Xuejun found his elder brother's fifth-grade Chinese textbook and threw it to Zhao Xuebing: "Every chapter from the first to No.15 is ten times."

"Why?! I didn't take your money!" Of course Zhao Xuebing didn't want to. He had a look of gloating and dissatisfaction. He had been waiting for this day for a long time.

"You didn't say? How does our mother know where my money is?" Zhao Xuejun sneered.

"How do I know!" Zhao Xuebing retorted, refusing to admit it, absolutely not.

"Actually... that money is not mine, but our eldest brother's. Last time he represented the school team and won the city's long-distance running championship. This is the nutrition fee given by the school team." Zhao Xuejun continued to bully his second brother with a smile.

In the next few days, Zhao Xuebing's life was full of fear and dire straits. He even thought of running away from home. After he packed his luggage, he didn't have the courage to step out of the house.So, he obediently copied the textbook at home and handed it to his younger brother, who then returned home on Sunday.On this day, Zhao Xuebing hid in a big poplar tree near his home and waited until twelve o'clock in the middle of the night before he dared to go home. When he got home, Zhao Jianguo gave him a meal of fried pork with a belt.As for Zhao Xuewen, whom he was most afraid of, it seemed that he didn't make any angry moves at all.It seems... This time, he was raped by his younger brother again...

The next day, Zhao Xuebing angrily denounced his younger brother. Zhao Xuejun, who had been prepared for a long time, showed the money he put in the corner of the bed and said to his second brother: "I posted my money to you, so you have the nerve to blame me. "

The second son of the Zhao family was moved immediately, and under the abduction of his younger brother, he wrote an IOU. It doesn't matter if you don't have money, let's copy the text, and a text costs two cents.

Regarding the growth of the three brothers of the Zhao family, after that, the people in the compound can always tell some interesting things, just like the boss Zhao Xuewen, who refused to go to sports school when he was young, vowed to go to military school at a young age, and made the most important decision in his life at the age of 13. Aim big and strive for it all your life.The oath from Zhao Xuewen was made by blowing a balloon.

It is said that there is a small square behind the government office, and there are stalls playing balloons on the square. After [-], it was a period of rapid economic growth, and some small businesses and hawkers slowly began to start on the edge of the city. Perform the first shift of destiny.The small square behind the government later became the free trade center of the city.

The eldest brother, Zhao Xuewen, became addicted to guns after the fifth grade of elementary school. The problem was that his third son got used to it. He paid 10 guns for five cents. Every day after school, his younger brother asked him to shoot two guns. I can spend a dime as a luxury.Gradually, Zhao Xuewen became the gun king in the small square, and every time Zhao Xuejun watched his elder brother shoot a gun, he would worship. After he finished worshiping, the friends around him also worshiped.In this way, Zhao Xuewen went from playing around to becoming addicted to guns, and finally became a gun maniac.By the time Zhao Xuewen graduated from junior high school, he had played everywhere in Wanlin City where he could shoot a gun, from air guns to small-caliber rifles in the junior sports school.At the end of the game, of course I want to shoot real guns.

Is that a place where guns can be fired casually?Army!To join the army?The third son, Zhao Xuejun, had no intention of hearing what his father said. Later, his father also proved that the soldiers can't get a few shots, and some people have never touched a gun when they changed jobs.It's better to be a cadre. If you want to be a cadre, you have to go to a military academy.In order to touch the gun, Zhao Xuewen made an oath early on: study hard and shoot every day.

Zhao Xuejun has been quietly changing the family in his own way. He knows that his eldest brother has a straightforward temper and has no great characteristics. The army is suitable for him.And it is better to be a cadre than to stay in the sports committee for a lifetime. Anyway, there, the state will take care of it when you get sick, and once you get sick, it will last your whole life.As for the second brother, the development of the second brother is beyond Zhao Xuebing's expectations. Copying the text can make him the first in the school and the number one in the province's liberal arts. Of course, that's all for later.

The children of the Zhao family grew up like this until [-]. On this day, Zhao Xuejun was walking home from the trade union library with a stack of comic books, and there was a familiar singing voice in his ears. A group of little kids , sitting on the coal pile and singing a familiar song.

"Shaolin Shaolin,

How many heroes there are.

All come to admire you!

Shaolin!Shaolin!There are so many miraculous stories that tell you that your superb martial arts are unparalleled in the world, and the Shaolin Temple has shocked the world..."

Oops, it turned out to be this movie, Zhao Xuejun suddenly became sensational again, he looked sensationally at the sand pile at the gate of his house, a group of dead children vigorously shoveled the sand pile with their fingers, and looked at his second brother with fascination Posing in a posture of drunken fist, he remained motionless for passers-by to admire.When I got home, I wanted to help my mother fill the water tank, but found that the bucket at home was gone. My eldest brother was standing on the coal pile in the yard, his little face was flushed red, his arms were raised flat, and one arm was carrying a A bucket half full of water.

Crazy, a bunch of lunatics.