Ordinary people's rice bowl

Chapter 149 Childhood Success
Lao Mu lightly pressed his temple, which was jumping faster, and stood up. He knew clearly that this matter cannot be done by himself. If he wants to bring the villain to justice, he must rely on the government and the public security organs. , which made him think of his cousin Da'an.

Lao Mu didn't want to alarm too many people. The total loss of his family was only 12 yuan. This small amount of money is not enough to report the crime. Besides, he has never had any dealings with the law since he grew up, and his awareness of the legal system is weak. , so that his thinking still stays on his relative Da'an.

Regarding this matter, Mu Zhen also has her own thoughts, but her thoughts are very simple. According to the saying that "good will be rewarded with good, and evil will be rewarded with evil, it's not that there is no reward, it's not time." He believes that people like Xue Wushu Sooner or later, there will be retribution. As for how to repay, although it is unclear, there will never be any good results.

Mu Zhen was thinking about something in her book, and Mu Bao came in and called sweetly: "Brother, can you help me read these words?"

Mu Zhen took it over and took a closer look. It was a suggestion for the "Little Trumpet" broadcast by the Central People's Broadcasting Station. Mu Zhen stared at Mu Bao for a while, really unable to understand that the younger brother in front of him paid attention to this Children's programs, and can write their own opinions and suggestions for the program, and this opinion is still independently thought out.I also liked to listen to this program back then, but I never thought of making any suggestions, and I never even questioned the content of the program. In front of me, Mu Bao was a kid who had just entered the third grade, but he could stand on his own From the perspective of thinking about improving this column, it is really not to be underestimated.

Mu Zhen looked at it and thought for a while. Although there were only a few sentences, they were fluent and there was no grammatical error. Moreover, the suggestions and opinions she gave were in line with the wishes of a child of Mu Bao's age.So he said: "You wrote very well, how did you remember it?"

Mu Bao blinked his eyes and showed a naive smile: "Last week, I wrote a short story for the small speaker program, and it was broadcast on the small speaker. The day before yesterday, I also received a small speaker email A souvenir for me!"

"What souvenir?" Mu Zhen became very curious about Mu Bao's souvenirs.

"You wait, I'll get it for you." Mu Bao said quickly turned around and ran out, and after a while, came in with a card in his hand.

Mu Zhen took the card, which was a very delicate card, which said: "I wish Mu Bao children grow up healthily, pay more attention to the small trumpet programs, and provide more and better works!" The handwriting is very delicate. I knew it was written by the aunt of the program group.

Mu Zhen was very excited, and asked Mu Bao while watching, "What did you write that made them hire you?"

"I just wrote a story about a bear!" Mu Bao laughed sheepishly.

"My father changed it for you!" Mu Zhen was curious, and immediately thought of how he, a student who just entered the third grade and just started to learn to write, could reach the level of writing a short story.

"You look down on people too much. Besides, it's not like you don't know that our father doesn't like letting us listen to that column at all. Didn't you get beaten when you listened to "The General of the Yang Family?"

Mu Bao bluntly brought up the matter of being beaten back then, and was even more surprised, and asked bluntly, "How did you remember this when you were so young?"

"Where do I remember that every time my mother saw me coming back from school to listen to the small trumpet, she would remind me that you were beaten for listening to books, and told me not to learn from you!" Mu Bao's words brought Mu Zhen back to the time when she was beaten. At that time, listening to storytelling was a compulsory course after school every afternoon, and I went to Wang Eryuan’s house to listen to it on time. Once my math was five points short and I didn’t have a perfect score. I was criticized in the morning, but I still couldn’t stop him from listening after school. The fun of storytelling, but when he got home, the angry old Mu locked himself in the room, picked up the shoes he had taken off and covered his buttocks with two soles. Although he couldn't say how painful it was, he felt extremely wronged in his heart.

"Have you ever heard that Little Trumpet has been beaten?" Mu Zhen thought that since Old Mu was so strict with herself, she would inevitably discipline Mu Bao just as strictly.

"It's really never happened. He never cared about me. It's just that my mother scares me about you all day long. I'm not afraid, and I haven't been beaten. I've made up my mind. As long as he beats me, we will run away." , so that he can't catch up, if he wants to beat him, he can do it!" What Mu Bao said made Mu Zhen laugh.

The younger brother in front of me was different from my own thoughts back then. No matter how old Mu disciplined me at that time, I never thought of leaving. Can he catch up with Mu Bao in front of him?

Seeing that Mu Zhen didn't speak, Mu Bao asked again: "I'll mail these few words to the address they left. Do you think they will broadcast it?"

"I really don't know about this, I don't think so!" Mu Zhen's ambiguous tone obviously disappointed Mu Bao.

Mu Bao pursed his lips and muttered in a low voice, "It's not the same!"

"Don't be angry, I'll take a closer look at it for you!" After Mu Zhen finished speaking, she picked up the words written by Mu Bao again. From my point of view, these sentences are really well written.

"I really don't see anything inappropriate. I think it will be broadcast to you. You can send it!" Mu Zhen didn't want to hit the little brother in front of her again this time, for fear of hurting Mu Bao's body. Self-esteem affects his feelings for the show.

When Mu Bao heard what Mu Zhen said, he naturally became happy, and said to Mu Zhen: "Brother, have you ever been to BJ?"

"I don't have that ability!" Mu Zhen didn't even have the idea of ​​going to BJ so far!
"Then you haven't seen the real Tiananmen?" Mu Bao continued to ask.

"Isn't this nonsense? I haven't even been to BJ, where can I see the real Tiananmen?" Mu Zhen was really confused. In the mind of a child like Mu Bao, what was she thinking was completely different from what she had been thinking back then? Woolen cloth?
"I will definitely go when I grow up, and I want to see those uncles and aunts who broadcast!" Mu Bao seemed to be very sure.

Mu Zhen was really shocked by Mu Bao's thoughts in front of him. He had never thought about this matter until now, let alone seeing the uncle and aunt who was broadcasting. He really couldn't believe his eyes. The thoughts of the humble child in front of him are full of so much longing and longing for the future.

"The idea is good, but if you do it, you have to work hard. If you study hard, you will naturally be able to go!" Mu Zhen encouraged.

"I think the same way. Don't talk about studying hard. I will always pay attention to the little speaker, and I will insist on writing suggestions to him. One day in the future, they will invite me to go. Do you believe it?" Mu Zhen's strange idea, Although it was impossible in Mu Zhen's eyes, she still didn't want to hurt Mu Bao's beautiful yearning, so she said: "Of course I believe, I will be your strong backing, as long as you go, I will follow you to get rich, and our whole family will follow." You have a light on your face."

Mu Zhen's words made Mu Bao even happier, and the two brothers laughed with open arms. There were many hopes in that laughter, and there were countless dreams, and they floated into the clear sky outside...

(End of this chapter)