Yang Xiaonian’s Promotion

  () When Yang Xiaonian, who was carrying a large bag and a small bag, stepped out of the car and stood at the door of the house in his memory, even he was shocked.

  Is this your own home? When did the dilapidated yard of your own house turn into a two-story western-style building?

   The four rooms downstairs look like a small supermarket. Through the white plastic-steel doors and windows, you can clearly see the dazzling array of goods inside.

A middle-aged man came out with a pack of cigarettes he just bought, looked at Yang Xiaonian who was standing at the door in a daze, and suddenly exclaimed: "Xiao Nian? Are you back from school? Why don't you stand at the door of your own house? Your mother was talking about you just now..." As he said, he turned around and shouted into the store: "Sister Xiuying, your family is back in a young age..."

   "What? Our Xiaonian is back?" With the voice of surprise, a woman with a slightly fat body and looking to be in her forties ran out of the house. It was Yang Xiaonian's mother Liu Xiuying.

"Xiao Nian, is it really you who came back?" Liu Xiuying looked at her son, who had grown a lot taller, with tears streaming down the corners of her eyes: "Why are you standing at the door, child? Come in with your mother... …”

   Liu Xiuying was wearing black leather shoes, black pants, a white short-sleeved top, and a wavy head. She dressed like this, making Yang Xiaonian even more dazed.

   However, the face of this person in front of him is definitely his mother, and Yang Xiaonian thinks that he recognizes it well. It's just that my mother is in her fifties, how come she looks so young? The wrinkles on my face seem to be a lot less!

   "What the **** is going on with your child? You haven't been home for two years, don't you even know your mother?" Liu Xiuying wiped her tears, and said in surprise and anger.

   "Oh...Mom, you look like a dozen years younger, I really don't dare to recognize it." Yang Xiaonian realized then, walked over and hugged his mother, and the mother and son hugged each other.

   "You kid? How old are you and still so naughty? Let go of me, you'll be so hot..." Liu Xiuying felt that it was on the street after all, and she felt a little embarrassed to be held by her son. So, he pushed Yang Xiaonian away, stretched out his hand and rolled up the quilt he was holding in his hand: "Look at the sweat on your side, hurry into the house, I'm turning on the fan, and there is still iced watermelon in the back yard..."

   "Mom, when will our house be built? When did your supermarket open?" Yang Xiaonian asked curiously as he entered the house.

"Are you too embarrassed to ask?" Liu Xiuying turned her head and glared at him: "It was built last summer, when you said you wanted to do some investigation and didn't go home, and during the Chinese New Year you said you wanted to practice and didn't come back, which made your father angry. I haven't slept for a few days. If it wasn't for your mother driving this small supermarket, he wouldn't want to give you a penny of pocket money. By the way, you're back, is the old Yang's child back? You..." As his mother said that, she shook her head, and finally didn't ask any more questions.

   Yang Xiaonian knew what his mother was worried about. In fact, Yang Xiaonian had been reluctant to go home since he entered high school, precisely because of Yang Guihai's daughter Yang Weihong.

   At that time, Yang Guihai was the party secretary of the village. He had a pair of twin children. His elder sister was Yang Weihong and his younger brother was Yang Jiangang, who was only one day younger than Yang Xiaonian and his younger sister Yang Xiaolian.

On the 23rd of the twelfth lunar month in 1970, Yang Xiaonian's father was busy delivering the kitchen king "God said good things, and returned to the palace to bring good luck", his mother was busy making dumplings with a big belly. The mother-in-law Li Er nainai came to the house, and with a loud cry, Yang Xiaonian couldn't wait to come to this world.

   However, Li Ernainai came here for nothing. Yang Xiaonian's mother was pregnant with twins, and his sister Yang Xiaolian was born more than an hour later than him.

  The day after Yang Xiaonian was born, Fu Shanhua, the wife of the party secretary Yang Guihai, also gave birth to twins, a boy and a girl. Their family was just the opposite of Yang Xiaonian's, and the girl was born three or five minutes earlier than the boy.

  Yang Zhishu went to middle school and served as a soldier. He was considered a scholar in the village. He named his daughter Yang Weihong and his son Yang Jianguo. Until many years later, Yang Xiaonian sneered when he mentioned his name, thinking that his father had no family secretary and culture.

  Look at the name that Uncle Gui Hai gave to his children, it was loud and catchy. How is it like your own name? Young, young, there is no culture when you hear it. I don't know, I thought my surname was not Yang but Nian.

   Yang Xiaonian's father was illiterate, but he learned martial arts from others when he went out to beg for dinner a few years ago. It is said that because he married Yang Xiaonian's mother early, he was already a boy when he learned martial arts. Otherwise, according to Yang Yu, he was also poor and could not eat enough. He was worried about filling his stomach all day long, and he had no mood to teach his son. Practice martial arts. Whenever he thinks of this matter, Yang Yuchun deeply regrets it. Therefore, since Yang Xiaonian was still wearing open-crotch pants, he caught Yang Xiaonian's vigorous tossing. Always in the middle of the night while Yang Xiaonian was sleeping soundly, he slapped Yang Xiaonian on his **** and woke him up. No matter whether Yang Xiaonian likes it or not, whether it is windy, snowing or hail, Yang Xiaonian has never been interrupted since he was four or five years old.

   What is the use of doing this? Yang Xiaonian really couldn't think of it at first. But no matter whether the children in the village are two years older or two years younger than him, no one can rob him when they rob him. In particular, he easily defeated Yang Jianguo, the son of the village party secretary, which allowed him to taste the sweetness of playing with his father.

   Maybe it's because he is a day and a half older than Yang Jianguo, that kid has always liked to walk behind Yang Xiaonian's **** since he had a runny nose. His sister, Yang Weihong, looks a bit like her mother, Fu Shanhua, with two braids of horns on her head, neat bangs, and big watery eyes under the willow eyebrows. Especially the small diamond-shaped mouth under the nose, which looks the most like Aunt Shanhua. This is also the most beautiful part of Yang Weihong's body that Yang Xiaonian thinks. Those diamond-shaped lips are neither thin nor thick, and they are red and bright, making people feel the urge to pounce on them and take a bite.

   After entering junior high school, when Yang Xiaonian saw Yang Weihong, a hazy impulse began to arise in his heart. But in the school, Yang Xiaonian pretended that he and Yang Weihong didn't know each other. Because at that time, there were clear barriers between male and female classmates, and it was something that other boys in the class looked down on when boys and girls talked. However, several times Yang Jianguo was very puzzled, saying that the dog's barking behind their yard at night was like Yang Xiaonian's voice? But whenever she heard a dog barking, her sister Yang Weihong would find an excuse to sneak out.

   At this time, Yang Xiaonian always smiled and largely didn't give Yang Jianguo a few punches.

  Unfortunately, this situation only lasted until he graduated from junior high school, and Yang Weihong dropped out of school before he could go to high school. The reason why she dropped out of school was not because of her bad grades and not being admitted to high school, but because something happened to Yang Guihai.

   The chemical factory behind the village was expanded, occupying the land in the village. Yang Guihai has the power, and it is a matter of one sentence who is allowed to enter the factory as a worker. Some people say that Yang Guihai was arrested because he slept and wanted to work as a worker in the factory. But no matter what the reason, Yang Guihai never came back since he was arrested, and he never saw him again until Yang Xiaonian graduated from university.

In order to ensure that her younger brother can go to high school and college, Yang Weihong, who is usually a little weak and weak, has become very strong this time. She disregarded the crying and discouragement of Aunt Shanhua, she dropped out of school and followed the villagers to the factory to clean up, and later came to the factory. I went to work in the city, and the money I earned was taken home to pay my younger brother's tuition. <, This time, I grabbed my son and broke three brooms.

"Don't think that you are so careful, I understand, I tell you, I've crossed a longer bridge than you, and ate more salt than your rice. What is Yang Weihong? ? You have been flirting with her since elementary school, don't think I don't know anything. You asked me to pay for their siblings to go to school, do you think your father is a donkey carrying money? I feed you Three people can't afford to support them. How can I have money to raise children for others? Besides, what is Laozi's reputation in this area? You little **** go out and ask, who doesn't give a thumbs up when you mention my name? Don't Said that you will go to university in the future, and even if you don’t pass the entrance examination and go home to farm, I won’t allow you to marry the daughter of a labor prisoner as a daughter-in-law…”

  The arm can't twist the thigh. The battle between the father and son ended with Yang Xiaonian limping to school.

   So, since he went to high school, he studied harder and worked harder. As an excuse to be busy with studies, he often does not go home once in two or three weeks. Every time, Yang Xiaolian brings him living expenses.

Seeing that there was no one else in the store, Yang Xiaonian shook his head: "Mom, don't worry, we ... nothing at all. Yang Jianguo found a partner in the provincial capital and stayed in the provincial capital to work, it may take a while before he can bring him with him. Take his partner home to see his mother. Oh... I almost forgot if you didn't say it, and I'll send a letter to Aunt Shanhua in a while..."

   "Oh, that kid is looking for someone in the provincial capital?" Liu Xiuying exclaimed in surprise, looked at Yang Xiaonian and asked, "What about you? Didn't you bring one back to your mother?"

   "Hmph, as far as we are in the backcountry, who wants to come back with me?" Yang Xiaonian snorted deliberately, justifying why he didn't bring back a daughter-in-law to his mother.

Who knows, his mother raised his face and hummed louder than him: "Humph, what are you talking about? We are called the backcountry? Your mother doesn't know how poor other people are, anyway, our family is better than their city people. It will be bad. Even those who work in the city are not much richer than our family. They are not willing to be my daughter-in-law? Even if they want to enter my house, then I have to choose carefully. Woolen cloth!"

  Although I haven’t been home many times in the past two years, my father’s company seems to be doing well. But he didn't know how good it was. However, listening to my mother's proud tone, it seems that the old man has made a lot of money these years! !

   "Mom, looking at your smug look, don't we have a lot of money in our family?" Yang Xiaonian stretched out his arms, wrapped his mother's shoulders and asked with a smile.

   "That's not it." His mother puffed out her chest and responded with a proud smile.

   "Then... how many are there?" Yang Xiaonian asked again.

This time, it aroused his mother's jing: "What are you doing? What are you asking about?" Yang Xiaonian reached out and touched his hair, and said with a smile: "Since you said that those who work in the city don't have any in our family. As for the money, then I don't have to go to work, you give me some money, and I'll do business..."

"What did you say?" Hearing Yang Xiaonian's words, his mother glared at him, turned around to look, and found nothing on the counter, so she reached out and slapped her son on the shoulder: " You **** dare to talk nonsense, I will kill you before your father comes back. Is it easy for us to save money for you to go to school? Om? After you graduate from college, you are still full of nonsense, what are you going to do? Business? Are you trying to **** me off? You said..."

"Mom? Don't you do business yourself? What's the shame of doing business? Besides, aren't those who have jobs going to sea to do business now?" Yang Xiaonian shook his shoulders and retorted with a grin. .

"You little bastard, are you mad at me on purpose?" This time, his mother finally couldn't help it. He reached out and picked up a fly swatter, and slapped Yang Xiaonian's buttocks bitterly: "Do you think that after reading it? Is it true that the university master has studied? Did I say that it is shameful to do business? You and your sister are the first college students in our village to be admitted to university. The family still counts on you to honor the ancestors, your father will do everything for you, or he will not go to the school in person..."

Talking and talking, his mother seemed to realize that she had missed her mouth, so she raised a fly swatter and slapped Yang Xiaonian on the body again: "You child, you spent a little of your schoolwork on your mother? You sit down. , I'll cut the watermelon for you." After saying that, without waiting for Yang Xiaonian to speak, he hurriedly walked into the yard from the back door.

  So...So it was like this?

  Yang Xiaonian sat there in a daze for a long time, and then suddenly understood the reason why he could not stay at school. It turned out that his father had broken his own business.

   Since he was a child, he has been tossing himself hard, not allowing himself to be like this, not allowing himself to be like that. Many times he secretly doubts whether he is his own son?

  I went to college and thought I could get out of his control, but he still held it tightly in his hand. This time, he obviously could stay in school, but he actually brought himself back to Laoshan. Is it that he can't see himself well? From childhood to adulthood, he never let himself do a happy thing... No, I have to ask him, what exactly does he want to do?

   But, even if you want to ask him, you have to know where he is? Just as Yang Xiaonian was in a hurry, the sound of a car's horn suddenly came from the door of the supermarket. Yang Xiaonian stretched his head to look over, and a black Santana car stopped facing the gate.

   "You..." Yang Xiaonian raised his legs and walked out, thinking that you can't block other people's doors even if you are shopping?

   "Second child, are you back?" Who knows, as the car door opened, his elder brother Yang Dahua got out of the car. Yang Dahua was wearing a plaid short-sleeved t-shirt, straight coffee pants, bright leather shoes, and a small bag in his hand. When they met, Yang Xiaonian was stunned. If he hadn't spoken first, Yang Xiaonian would have I thought this was the big boss from somewhere.

   stunned for a moment, Yang Xiaonian looked at his eldest brother and asked, "Brother? How is it you? Where did you get this car from?"

"Where did you get it from? We bought it." Yang Dahua looked at his brother as if he was complacent, then smiled and reached out and patted Yang Xiaonian's shoulder: "It's good to come back, I'll give it to you. You say, our family's business has been getting better and better in the past few years, our father and I are too busy, it's great that you come back this time..."

   Just now he was desperately trying to find his father to settle the account, but now Yang Xiaonian looked at the deep excitement and love hidden in his father's eyes, opened his mouth, and finally didn't say anything.

   Listening to his unreasonable remarks, Yang Xiaonian lost his temper at all, turned around and shouted loudly: "Mom, where's the watermelon?"

  You are my father, I can't do anything to you, can I eat melons? I eat, eat, eat...