Dreaming back to the 90s to help my dad catch a rival in love

"500 yuan per month? Pay until Ding graduates from junior high school?"

In the living room of the Ning family, Zhao Jingwen was so surprised when he heard Fan Xia's words that he almost spilled beer out of the glass.

"Ding Zheyang."

Ning Xiaobei said after taking a mouthful of fried shrimp.

Ning Jianguo's deep-fried prawns are fragrant and crispy, with the aroma of soy sauce in his mouth. It is his favorite dish.

"Hey, old Ding, how much does the live-in nanny Xiaomei you hire for Grandma Xiaobei cost a month? Your teacher can do it. 500 yuan. In our factory, the first year's salary for apprentices who have just started work is 500 yuan. One month. Tsk tsk, cow."

Zhao Jingwen was amazed.

"From this point of view, it is useless to give any gift. Even if you give a color TV set to National Taiwan University, just like Lin Zhiying and his father in your class, he spent two or 3000 yuan to Nantianmen. How can it compare to the "small water and long flow" type of others? of."

"It's 'Lin Ziying'."

Fan Xia corrected.

"Hey, what the hell."

Zhao Jingwen said nonchalantly, and had a drink with Ning Jianguo.

"Uncle listened to Xiaobei's words this time, so he didn't give anything away at all. Aren't you a sports committee member? It's fine, it's fine, you don't care if it's someone else's leftover. When your uncle and I were studying, Xiaobei You have never been a captain. Neither is your mother, who barely graduated from junior high school. Now you are the biggest official in our family, and you are still a 'committee'."

Zhao Jingwen's way of boasting is always unique.

"But the position of squad leader should belong to Xiaobei. Ding Zheyang, a little red guy, got this position by despicable means. It's disgusting."

Fan Xia said with a dark face.

"I don't care at all."

Ning Xiaobei shook his head helplessly.

"Boss, the junior high school monitor, and the position of party secretary are all linked to whether you can participate in the outstanding student cadres in the district and city in the future. This is not something that you can really care about if you just say you don't care. It's an honor. question."

As soon as he said this, let alone Ning Xiaobei, even Ning Jianguo and Zhao Jingwen would look at him with admiration.

Fan Xia can do it. After entering middle school, he finally understands some sophistication of the world.

"Xiaobei, is what Xiaoxia said true?"

"I can get into high school without relying on those."

Ning Xiaobei bowed his head to pick up the rice.

"But why did Ding Zheyang's four eyes steal your honor, hey..."

At this point, Fan Xia suddenly clutched his stomach, sweating profusely, and his black face turned gray.

"I'm going to the toilet!"

As Fan Xia said, he ran into the bathroom like his ass was on fire.

"Fan Xia, are you alright? You have had diarrhea three times in one afternoon. Do you want to take some medicine?"

Ning Xiaobei asked Ning Jianguo nervously, "Dad, does our family have 'Xie Banfeng'?"

"what?"

Ning Jianguo was taken aback.

Isn't this the Hong Kong singer who became popular in half the sky when he debuted last year?

"I mean 'Xie Li Stop'."

"I'll get it."

Fan Xia walked out of the bathroom with his legs fluttering, and Ning Xiaobei promptly handed him the pills and warm water.

"If you pull again, you need to go to the doctor. This pull can kill you from dehydration."

Zhao Jingwen said worriedly.

His nephew has always been strong and strong, and he seldom gets sick once a year, so why does he suddenly have diarrhea?

"Xiaobei, you won't take him out to buy snacks when you are resting."

Ning Jianguo looked at his son reproachfully, "I've already told you that the food on the small stalls in front of the school is very dirty and not edible. You like it..."

My son is good at everything, and he doesn't worry about learning morality.However, Ning Xiaobei seemed to have something wrong with him, and he especially liked to patronize the "fly" stand in front of the school.

When I was in elementary school, I bought plum noodles for [-] cents a pack, not to mention osmanthus lotus root noodles for [-] yuan a bowl.Now that I have entered middle school, this middle school is a snack street as soon as I go out.Along the way, fried tenderloin, grilled mutton kebabs, turned sugar, fried stinky tofu, and grilled squid lined up in a row, all doing business for students.

In the afternoon of No. 10 Middle School, there was a [-]-minute class break, and Ning Xiaobei took Fan Xia to visit other people's stalls from time to time.Sometimes when I’m hungry after school, I can’t help but put a cushion first, and then go home for dinner. He has said it several times, but he never changes.

Ning Xiaobei thought, Dad, is this junk food?This is emotion!

In a few years, when Shanghai vigorously cleans up the surrounding environment of the campus and clears the school's tertiary industry, these food stalls will be hard to find.

Strange to say, although Ning Xiaobei is weak and sick, he can be called the male version of "Sister Lin".But he has a steel stomach, everyone eats the same thing, everyone else has diarrhea, but he doesn't have anything to do.This is probably what grandma said, "Eating is a blessing".

"Dad, I swear, I didn't eat any snacks today. Many people from the Industrial and Commercial Bureau patrolled the school gate today, and none of those stalls came."

Ning Xiaobei raised his hands to show his innocence.

Fan Xia couldn't eat at all this time, and sat on the sofa humming.

At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door outside.Ning Jianguo went to the entrance and opened the door suspiciously.

"why you?"

Seeing the visitor, Ning Jianguo was shocked.

Ning Xiaobei tilted his head towards the door, and the person who came was actually Wang Yihong.

What is she here for?

No, when did she officially move in?

"Hello, me, I live in 220 on the second floor. You helped me when I moved back to my house last time."

"Yeah, what's the matter?"

Zhao Jingwen heard the woman's voice and walked quickly to the door.

"Ah, sir, it's great that you're here too."

Aunt Wang's tone was full of anxiety.

"It's like this, my daughter has been vomiting and diarrhea since she came back from school. I gave her medicine and it still can't stop. I just moved here, and I don't know where the nearest hospital is. , can you help me?"

"Your daughter also has diarrhea? Which school does she go to?"

Ning Jianguo felt that something was wrong.

"She is a student in No. [-] Middle School. Today is the first day we officially live here. I have prepared a lot of dishes to celebrate when she comes home from school. Who knew that the child was so seriously ill."

As Wang Yihong said, she helplessly covered her mouth, and the corners of her eyes were slightly watery.

"Don't worry, we'll come down to help you. Can the child ride a bicycle? The nearest hospital is the district hospital. You go home to get the medical card. Jianguo, you carry the child. I'll go to the shed to push the cart. "

Upon hearing this, Zhao Jing hurried into the living room, put on a coat, and prepared to go downstairs to save others.

"Dad, it's bad!"

Just as the three adults were rushing in and out, Ning Xiaobei pointed at Fan Xia on the sofa and shouted loudly.

"Fan Xia is foaming!"

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With the help of neighbors, Zhao Jingwen and Wang Yihong finally sent the two children to the nearest local hospital.Unexpectedly, the emergency room was full of people, all parents with their children.Upon questioning, they were all students of No. [-] Middle School.

The local hospital originally occupied a small area, and it was rebuilt from a capitalist's private villa before liberation. Now there are so many parents of students pouring in, it's really a mess.

"What? It's food poisoning again? No, we can't take patients here anymore, the corridors are full of children. Hurry up and send your children to the children's hospital and the bigger second-class and third-class hospitals. They will take them later. There are no more people."

In the nurse's station, the phone kept ringing, and the people who came to ask questions were all the parents of No. [-] Middle School.

"It is said that the earliest batch were sent to the school before the afternoon class was over. It should be that the canteen at noon was not clean. Not only the students, but also the teachers were recruited."

Zhao Jingwen came out of the infusion room, put his hands on his hips, and panted heavily.

Fan Xia said whether it was serious or not, at least he was a half-grown young man.There was no elevator in the local hospital, so he ran up and down for inspections and tests with him on his back.

"Xiaobei, are you sure you're okay? No matter how good your stomach is, it's not made of iron. Why don't you have a test?"

Ning Jianguo said nervously.

"I had chicken curry for lunch. Dad, you know I don't like curry, so I didn't even touch it."

But Fan Xia likes curry the most, so he ate it all up...

Ning Xiaobei looked embarrassed.

"Why doesn't anyone check the food hygiene in your school cafeteria? So many students have accidents, let me see how your principal will explain to the parents!"

Zhao Jingwen was very angry.

As it turned out, it was difficult to explain.

Tangtang No. [-] Middle School, the first school with a "golden signboard" in this district, unexpectedly, this kind of thing happened in less than a month after the start of school.

The next day, hundreds of parents gathered around the school gate, ready to ask the school for an explanation.

This time, accidents happened in the canteens of the junior high school and high school.Most of the adults at the door are parents of students in the third and third grades who are preparing for the exam.Originally, their children were regarded as "golden babies" and "little princesses" by the family because they were facing entrance exams, and they wished they could put them in a safe and lock them up.Who knew that food poisoning would occur at such a time, why wouldn't the parents be furious?

In addition to them, members of the school's swimming team and badminton team were also victims.Next month, they will face the trials of the city team and even the national team. As a result, all the main players were admitted to the hospital yesterday. If they miss the selection due to this disease, it will delay them for a lifetime.

"Ji Guozhen, get out of here!"

"The surname Ji, Lennon thought it would be okay to shrink in it? If my daughter-in-law fails to pass the Z University this time, it will be the responsibility of Lennon, a shrinking tortoise! ​​Our whole family will not let Lennon go. The grandmother who died in the night They will all go to find Lennon!"

"Turtle bastard, get out!"

Parents at the school gate pointed at the top floor of the office building and cursed. The always respected principal Ji Guozhen has now fallen from the altar, and the parents share the same hatred.

The parents only had to write big-character posters at the door and pull up banners that read "Eternal Sinner Ji Guozhen".

"Hey, how can I do this?"

Ning Xiaobei turned his eyes back from the window and turned to look at the empty classroom.

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Back home, before Ning Xiaobei even opened the door, he heard the sound of fighting coming from inside.

He frowned, pushed the door open and went in.

In front of the color TV, Fan Xia was sitting on the ground wrapped in a stall, concentrating on manipulating the game controller.

The sound of "huhuhaha" came from the TV, and the two villains on the screen each showed their unique moves, fighting inseparably, and four Chinese characters "Fenglin Volcano" were written on the gaudy background board.

Well, this is playing "Street Fighter".

Finally, after "Chun Li" performed a "super roundhouse kick", the man in the Japanese judo uniform on the opposite side was completely KO by her and fell heavily to the ground.

"Long live! Winning!"

Fan Xia put down the handle and cheered loudly.

The thing on the ground was sent by Fan Xia's father a few days ago, the latest "Xiaobawang Learning Machine", which was said to be used for Fan Xia to practice English typing.

Children born in the 80s and 90s understand that this thing is not for learning, it is clearly a game console.It imitates the classic red and white machine of Japanese Nintendo, and it can play various games by plugging in the card, from Street Fighter, MapleStory, Super Mario, Gross Cube to Contra, and can achieve hundreds of games in one.

In that era before computers and mobile phones, the phrase "Xiaobawang is so much fun!" is their first memory of video games.

"Fan Xia, aren't you sick and dying? Why don't you lie upstairs and come to my house to play games...you are still sitting on the floor, your stomach is gone?"

Ning Xiaobei asked while washing his hands.

"Hey, the big color TV you just bought is only fun for playing games. Uncle's TV is too small, and the sound effect is not good. Besides, I'm wrapped in a blanket, so I won't be cold."

Fan Xia suddenly stood up from the ground, looking in surprise at a can of sugar water that Ning Xiaobei put on the table.

"Boss, did you buy me canned yellow peaches? I happen to be hungry, so let's eat it now."

"No, you haven't finished it yet. Who is the person who just came back from the community health station in the morning after hanging the salt water? I'll heat up dinner in a while, let's eat."

"I'm ready...I won't be dragging for a day, really."

Fan Xia looked helplessly at the canned yellow peaches that were put into the glass cabinet, and patted his belly.

"That's great, go to school with me tomorrow. You're also playing games at home, so you might as well go back to study."

Ning Xiaobei walked into the kitchen with a smile and turned on the gas.

There was a steamer on the stove, and there was a dinner that Ning Jianguo had prepared in the steamer, and Ning Xiaobei just had to turn on the fire and steam it.

In fact, Ning Xiaobeixin said that if you give me a shovel now, I can cook three dishes and one soup for you.

When Ning Xiaobei was working, he was dispatched to Beijing for half a year as an intern. The eldest young master who was raised by Ning Jianguo learned how to wash clothes and cook during that time.

But in order not to scare Ning Jianguo, he can only "hide" his cooking skills now.

Because of the food poisoning, there was an impromptu parent meeting at the school today, and Dad and Uncle Zhao should have already gone to the school for the meeting by this time.

"After saying this, I still feel a little dizzy. I'll go back to the sofa and lie down for a while. Please clean up the game console, Boss..."

As Fan Xia said, he put one hand on his forehead, walked weakly, and lay down on the three-person sofa, clearly refusing to go to school.

Ning Xiaobei shook his head helplessly.

This guy is really solid. Aunt Wang's daughter downstairs is still living in the hospital. This kid is already fine.

Speaking of which, when he met Aunt Wang's family in the "real world", her daughter was already a high school student, and he didn't even know that they had studied in the same junior high school.

Aunt Wang's daughter is in the second class from school to graduation.Ning Xiaobei was quite autistic when he was a child, and he didn't get along very well with his classmates, let alone people in other classes, and he didn't care at all, so he never noticed it.

"Fan Xia, I'm sorry."

Ning Xiaobei pulled up a chair, sat across from the sofa, looked at Fan Xia and said, "It's me who caused you to eat chicken curry for two."

In the "real world", he studied in No. [-] Middle School for seven years, and also ate in the cafeteria for seven years. Although the food in the cafeteria has always been not very tasty, this kind of large-scale food poisoning has never happened before.

He was careless and harmed Fan Xia.

"Hey, don't you know. Besides, I'm your 'food grinder'."

Fan Xia waved his hands indifferently, and said in a down-to-earth manner.

Listening to this, Ning Xiaobei couldn't help laughing.

Speaking of which, although Ning Xiaobei has a big appetite, he is quite picky about food, and not eating curry is just one of them.

As long as it is radish, whether it is red radish or white radish, the smell will make you want to vomit.Others include coriander, celery, and chicken feet, which he never eats.

No matter how much Ning Jianguo coerces and lures him, even if he is "a man for two lifetimes", he will never take these things.

Unlike the high school where you can choose your own meals, the canteens in the junior high school of No. [-] Middle School have uniform side dishes.So as long as these things are encountered, Fan Xia will take the initiative to contract them.

He is never picky eater, has a great appetite, and eats at least three bowls of white rice at noon every day.He finished his portion of side dishes, and came to deal with the part Ning Xiaobei didn't want to eat, calling himself a "food grinder".

"Besides, if you have diarrhea, you can rest for two days in vain. What's so bad about it. After the two days of rest, it will be the weekend, which is longer than the National Day holiday. Haha, I'm so happy! Boss, I Love you!"

The more Fan Xia talked, the happier he was, accidentally revealing his true inner thoughts, which made Ning Xiaobei roll his eyes at the sky.

As everyone knows, on the campus of No. [-] Middle School, a "Principal Ji Guozhen's Sex Conference" is in full swing, and even the reporters of the local TV station have been alarmed.

The author has something to say:

Junior high school is okay, but my high school food is really hard to describe...I have eaten steel wool cigarette butts.The scariest thing is what we dissect in biology class, what we eat at noon... orz