A good wife should raise her from an early age

Go to Li Yi's house to change clothes, comb your hair, and then rush back to have dinner.Chen Hailing, who hadn't seen her son for a month, was very happy. Holding her handsome son's face, she said distressedly, "I've lost weight and darkened. Didn't I eat well?"

"No, I eat and sleep well every day, and occasionally take a sun bath."

"You will enjoy it, and you don't tell me in advance when you go on a trip. I don't worry if you are worried to death."

Lin Haoxi put the backpack on the sofa in the living room and sat down, "Mom, I'm already this old, don't worry."

Chen Hailing sat down next to Lin Haoxi, and patted Lin Haoxi's leg with the hand wearing the jade bracelet, "No matter how old you are, you are still my son. What mother doesn't worry about her son for the rest of her life."

Lin Haoxi looked at his mother and thought of Song Yuhui.The boy who hadn't experienced a mother's love since he could remember.

Chen Hailing suddenly remembered something again, "Who did you travel with this time? Is it with your girlfriend?"

"No, I went alone."

"I don't believe you can stay outside for so long by yourself." Chen Hailing has always been very confident in her handsome son. He must be the object of crush of thousands of girls at school. It's normal to have a girlfriend, "Hurry up , Tell mom honestly, otherwise, you can show me the photos."

Lin Haoxi tilted her head, "Mom, I really don't have a girlfriend."

With that said, he stood up and picked up the backpack on the sofa, "I'm going to pack my things."

Chen Hailing followed him and stood up, "You just came back, take a rest first, I will put away your things for you later."

"I'll do it myself." Lin Haoxi entered the room with a backpack.

Chen Hailing looked at his back and didn't speak any more.Looking at Lin Haoxi's appearance, he seemed to be in a bad mood.

Lin Haoxi's room is very spacious. When you open the curtains behind the floor-to-ceiling windows, you can see the green belt of the community.This area is full of single-family villas, adjacent to the city park, and the environment is better than the business district in the city center.

Looking at my room, I thought of Song Yuhui's room. When the door was not open, the light was dim, and the lighting window was only the size of a bucket mouth. There was only one bed, two boxes, and a desk in the room.

Lying on the big soft bed, Lin Haoxi took out his mobile phone and opened the photo album. Most of the photos in it were taken in the countryside. There were landscape photos, food photos, and only Song Yuhui's portrait photos.

The shy boy looked at the camera and smiled innocently. His eyes were like dark green emeralds, and there would be a little bit of starlight in places with light.

He is still in that big mountain, thousands of miles away from the bustling city, that mountain village that has been forgotten by everyone.Only local people will always remember, remember every mountain, every river, and every field there.

Song Yuhui just came back from cutting a load of firewood on the mountain. He will go to the city with his cousin in two days, and he will not come back until the Chinese New Year. So he wants to chop more firewood and put it in a pile at home, lest the two old people have to go up the mountain.

He was in front of the stove as usual, stuffing the chopped firewood into it one by one.During the meal, the usual dishes were restored on the table, a plate of pickled young ginger at noon today, a plate of fried bamboo shoots with sour peppers, and a plate of moldy tofu.

Song Yuhui didn't speak much that day, and he didn't return to the room until his grandparents took a bath and went to bed.Turned on the light bulb in the room, sat on the edge of the bed, stared blankly at the desk under the light bulb, there was a computer missing on the desk, and a suitcase was missing in the corner.I have long been used to being alone, but one day a person who accompanied me day and night appeared in my life. After separation, the original habit can never be regained.

After two days, I set off to work in the city.Song Yuhui brought everything he would need, fearing that he would have to spend money to buy it.The quilts and mats are all old at home. Grandma Song said: "Don't bring the quilts and mats, and buy them in the city."

Song Yuhui put the clothes and shoes that Lin Haoxi bought for him into the big backpack. The shoes and two sets of clothes were brand new, and he was reluctant to wear them for farm work.

Grandma Song pulled Song Yuqiang and said that she must take good care of her brother when she is in the city, don't let her brother be bullied, and help him if he is in trouble.

After talking a lot, Song Yuqiang nodded perfunctorily, "I got it, I got it."

After Song Yuhui left, Grandma Song couldn't hold back and shed some tears.Except that Song Yuhui lived in the school five days a week when he was in junior high school, he never left them at other times.

Song Yuqiang took Song Yuhui to City D, which is industrially developed.His entire third year of high school was arranged by the school as an internship in a hardware factory.The so-called internship is a contract signed between the school and the company. If the company gives the school a little money, it can immediately fill a large number of cheap labor vacancies.

The scale of the factory is constantly expanding, and the existing human resources cannot meet the growth of the scale. In order to be able to operate normally, the factory has recruited a large number of summer vacation workers before, but after the summer vacation, all those who go to school go to school, resulting in a large number of labor vacancies .

I heard from people in the factory that if the employees introduce a person to the factory, they can get a referral fee of 100 yuan.

Song Yuqiang took Song Yuhui to the town with his luggage on his back for a ride. The dilapidated bus bumped for two hours before reaching the county seat.In the county town, transfer to a car to go to City D, which is still more than two hours' drive away.

This is the second time for Song Yuhui to come to the county seat. Sitting in the car, there are more than ten stories tall buildings and large trucks with more than a dozen wheels outside the window.

Song Yuqiang held a cigarette in his hand, and took a few puffs with enjoyment. A woman with a child was sitting in front of her, and she turned her head with a dissatisfied expression, "Can you stop smoking here, everyone in the car is smoking your second-hand cigarette."

Song Yuqiang said, "All right, all right, I'll kill you later."

When the woman turned her head away, Song Yuqiang stared and mouthed a few words at her.

Song Yuhui looked at Song Yuqiang, wanted to say something, but didn't say it, and continued to look at the street scene outside the window.

At the main station of City D, transfer to the No. [-] bus, take eight stops, and get off at the gate of the factory.

Song Yuqiang had been to this factory before, and brought Song Yuhui to the staff dormitory with familiarity.The staff dormitory is next to the factory, so it is very convenient to go to work.The accommodation conditions are similar to those of the school. Eight people live in a small house, with upper and lower bunks.

Song Yuqiang put Song Yuhui's things on an empty bed in the dormitory, "I'll clean up later, you go with me to see the factory manager first."

"Yeah." Song Yuhui followed Song Yuqiang out of the dormitory, and across an open space was the factory's office. Eight people in the office were responsible for the logistics of the entire factory.

The factory manager's office is next door, Song Yuqiang knocked on the door and went in.

The bald factory manager sat behind the desk, looked at Song Yuhui, who was straight, and asked, "Have you brought your ID card?"

Song Yuhui replied truthfully, "Not yet."

"How old are you?"

"15."

Those who are under the age of 16 are considered child laborers, but it is not surprising that factories employ child laborers.The factory manager took a sip of tea from his thermos cup, "When you work in the factory, if anyone asks you how old you are, just say 18."

Song Yuhui didn't understand why the factory manager made such a request. Song Yuqiang who was beside him pulled his clothes and whispered in his ear, "Nod your head."

Song Yuhui nodded, "Yes."

The factory manager put down the thermos, "You can do odd jobs in the factory first, and the supervisor will assign you work. As for the salary, I will give you 800 yuan for the first month. If you perform well in the future, you can add more."

In Song Yuhui's eyes, 800 yuan a month is a very high salary, which is enough for the family to spend half a year.He happily agreed, "Enen, thank you, director."

"Okay, if you have nothing to do, start work tomorrow, come here to get your badge before going to work."

"Ok."

Song Yuhui was out on business, Song Yuqiang was smoking a cigarette, with one hand in the back pocket of his jeans, "Don't wander around in the factory, if you disappear, grandma will insist on peeling me a layer."

"Well, I see."

Back in the staff dormitory, Song Yuhui began to make the beds.Only then did I know that Song Yuqiang didn't live in the same room with himself, he lived in the same room with his former classmates.