happy looking back

The talents of the pillars of the country are used for the prosperity of the motherland and the realization of the four modernizations!

"Then wait and see which son can retire in the future, and the heirloom will be given to that son!" I hugged my head nervously: don't knock it, you will become stupid!His dark eyes were wary of Grandpa's calloused palms.

"There is still more than half a year, so I should be able to screen again carefully." Grandpa narrowed his eyes shrewdly, as if he had made a major decision.The dignified expression gradually eased, and he looked at me with kind eyes, "What reward does the baby want?" Regarding the amnesty that Grandpa suddenly felt good, I didn't understand what I just said just now for a moment.

"Baby wants grandpa's pencil and notebook." I looked at grandpa with "longing" on my face. When parents see their children's infinite thirst for knowledge, they must be so relieved.Just like my grandpa who is blushing with happiness now, he can't wait to send the whole world in front of me.

"Baby is really grandpa's grandson! Haha~~~" Grandpa happily lifted me up, kissing and lifting to play weightlessness.The loud voice made the frightened "white terror" outside the room dissipate in an instant.The father and grandma who were peeping in the gap outside the door finally let out a long breath, and quietly withdrew from behind the door.

"Grandpa will go to the city for a meeting in two days, and bring delicious food for the baby!" Grandpa said cheerfully.

"Grandpa is the best!" I gave a happy "baji" and imprinted a wet kiss on Grandpa's wrinkled forehead.Grandpa was so happy that he directly picked me up and played around in the room, and I "giggled" with a hearty smile: "Retreating to advance" is a tried and tested way to deal with a straightforward and shrewd person like Grandpa.

When the rain cleared, it was already evening.The distant sky is full of fiery clouds, dyeing half of the country and mountains red.The house was already part of Heze, so my father picked up a thin bamboo pole and poked holes in the low-lying places to let the water seep into the surface of the ground as soon as possible.Grandpa went out to inspect the granary, and mother and grandma were busy in the yard.Since the eldest uncle went to work, the family moved to the small single room allocated by the factory, and the crowded courtyard suddenly became much brighter.

I sat cross-legged on the Eight Immortals table in the living room like a Lafayette, fiddling with the small notebook and pencil in my hand, pretending to trace the three standard lowercase characters of "Ge Dayong" written by my grandfather.From time to time, he sneaked a glance at the mud under his father's feet, thinking about his white and tender soles lying on the pitch-black ground, he felt uncomfortable all over.

"Baby, Daddy asked you something." Dad took a sly look outside the house with a thin bamboo pole, and after making sure that no one was listening to the corner, he ran up to me mysteriously and said in a low voice.

"What's the matter?" I raised my eyebrows boldly, as if I had something to say quickly, and I didn't want to disturb me when I had nothing to do.Dad stared at him and wanted to be authoritative, and I shook the book in my hand frantically, on which the words "Ge Dayong" were written crookedly.Delaying my time is a trivial matter, and delaying grandpa's cultivation of the future pillars of the motherland will not be skinned and cramped by grandpa and executed on the spot.

"Baby is so smart that he can write his own name, look! How well written!" Dad quickly looked at the small book in my hand in admiration, as if it was a "Lanting Preface" that shocked the world, not " Ge Dayong" three ghost symbols.It was a lot of compliments, and my little face flushed when I said it, and the faint stomach acid in my chest could barely stop.

"Did Dad praise the baby, or sarcasm the baby?!" This ghostly talisman boasted like this, it must be on purpose!I muttered, ignoring my flattering father, and continued to draw my grandpa's beautiful lowercase script on my own.

"Dad will go to your Grandpa Jane in a few days—" Seeing that the bait he threw was not attractive to me, Dad gritted his teeth and had to force out the deep secret hidden in his heart.If I hadn't forced Dad, he would have gone secretly by himself.

"What's the matter, Baba~~~" I threw away the pencil in my hand, blinked my eyes innocently and looked at Dad's aggrieved and twitching face.

"Is your grandfather Zhang in good health recently?" Dad looked at me helplessly, then asked in a low voice with a dignified expression.

"Grandpa Zhang's legs and feet seem to be uncomfortable. Also, Grandpa Zhang told Dad not to go to his place recently." Thinking of Grandpa Zhang still suffocating in that narrow, damp and dark cell with no glass to keep out the wind and rain in such bad weather, I There is a firm sourness in my heart.

"Did you suffer from rheumatism again?" The father had a melancholy and gloomy Zhang Gangyi's face, and his thick eyebrows were tightly frowned into a straight line. "Does the baby know why Grandpa Zhang refused to let Dad go?" Dad rubbed gently. Looking at my round head, I asked leisurely.

"Qian Liangming went to look for Grandpa Zhang yesterday and today." I tilted my head in a "stupid" way, blinking my big wet eyes and looking at Dad in confusion.And Dad's gloomy face suddenly turned livid, and his clenched fists faintly exposed the white bones and joints.

"What does this bastard want to do! Pa——" Dad gritted his teeth and slammed his fist hard on the table.

"Peace! Let's eat~~~" The young mother smiled and pushed the door in an apron.Dad quietly retracted his clenched fist, forcibly suppressing the resentment gushing out of his heart.

"En!" My father agreed pretending to be happy, carried me off the table and followed my mother to the kitchen.The family happily finished dinner around the table, and it was already past eight o'clock in the evening after washing up.In the era of no entertainment, people went to bed directly after dinner.

"Baby go to sleep~~~" Mother Aying pulled the quilt and gently covered my bulging belly, and carefully tucked the corners of the quilt.Seeing me staring at the log beams on the ridge with my big round eyes open, the young mother was sitting beside my little bed humming softly to lull me to sleep.

"Woo~~~, the smell of the sun." I pulled the corner of the quilt to cover my nose and sniffed: the cotton wool is old cotton wool, and the fabric of the quilt is also rough centipede cloth.But such a simple quilt exudes a natural fragrance and the warmth of the sun. I am satisfied to roll in the quilt, so that my white and tender skin can get closer to such warmth.

"Knowing that the baby likes the quilt that has been dried, your mother took it out to dry it this morning, and rushed back to collect it before the heavy rain. Your mother was also reprimanded by your grandfather for this matter. The baby grows up to be a big boy." Be filial to your mother." Dad took off the patch jacket on his body, revealing the strong and beautiful muscles inside due to long-term labor.

"Talk these things to the child." Mother Aying blushed slightly and stared at my father reproachfully. She turned her head to look at me with more loving eyes. A pair of slender hands that were white but prematurely covered with calluses lightly every now and then. Patting my chest, "As long as the baby is happy in the future, mother doesn't expect to keep the baby trapped in Xiaohe Village for a lifetime."

I rubbed against the quilt in a feigned sleep, and buried my whole head in it.The great mother is always silently building her own comfort zone. She hopes that the son who is struggling far away will be completely relaxed and returning at the moment of returning home, which is enough.

I used to envy others to have the meticulous care of their parents and relatives, but when I found out that I would never get it, I hated such weak tenderness.But now, while I am enjoying the warmth of my family, my heart is touched time and time again by this kindness that is deeper than the sea.

"Baby is so smart and will definitely become a talent in the future. The number one scholar in Xiaohe Village must come from our Lao Ge's family." Dad's confident appearance made the mother "giggle" and laughed, "How can a father praise himself like this? It’s the child’s.” She reprimanded her, but her face couldn’t hide the expectation and ambition.

"I think our father's idea of ​​'making a filial son under a stick' is too outdated." Dad said in a mysterious and low voice on purpose.

"Shhhhhh, if daddy finds out, you should say that you are full of weird ideas." The young mother squinted at her father. The old dictatorial grandfather is usually domineering, and he always blows his beard and stares at his eyes. The poles are drawn on people.The mother thought of the ewe incident last time, so far she has lingering fears when she sees the grandfather holding the pole, so she avoids three or two steps, so the mother can't restrain the curiosity in her heart and asks the father, "Then how should you educate your son to become a talent?"

"Communication!" Dad was proud, finally someone dared to question Grandpa's hegemony.So I sat down on my small bed very nervously, and was going to discuss with my mother about the methods and plans for educating my son and many other ideas.Lying on the bed and dozed off, I grabbed the quilt under my body in a panic, my father sat down, and my bed board tilted like a seesaw.

"Communication?" Mother frowned her slender eyebrows rather incomprehensibly, and looked at father with burning eyes.

"It is to communicate more, so that children can regard father as a reliable partner in their hearts." My father's triumphant words made me admire from the bottom of my heart, because his parenting ideas were more than 30 years ahead of schedule.Inheritance is not a skill, creation is the real strongman. In this era, the thinking of young fathers is quite advanced.

Uncle's thoughts

"Father is the son's partner?!" The young mother looked at her father in amazement, and almost reached out to touch his forehead.Seniority is an insurmountable moral gap. Respecting the old and loving the young is the thought of filial piety that has been passed down for thousands of years in China.The theory of father-son equality is still an unimaginable postmodern theory in this era.

"Because people are independent in thought, we need to respect—" The father saw his mother's incomprehensible eyes of "you don't have a fever", he was a little anxious, and grabbed his mother