Return to the era: starting from the state-owned hotel

Chapter 136 The son trains his father
Seeing a child finish the ginger soup in one gulp, Sun Xuenong felt ashamed on his face.

He is worse than a child!

He simply drank the bowl of ginger soup in small sips, just like taking Chinese medicine, and followed Jiang Feng's example and drank up the ginger soup in one gulp.

Not to mention, after drinking a bowl like this, I really feel that the chill in my body has been taken out a lot.

Sun Xuenong couldn't get involved in what happened in the house. Going in would make the already narrow space even more crowded.

Hearing from Zhou Sheng's mouth that Professor Tang's body temperature had dropped slightly, Sun Xuenong also breathed a sigh of relief and finally found other things to do.

As soon as he turned his eyes, he saw Jiang Feng. The kid was very skinny, but he had an extraordinary air of energy. He didn't look like the kind of rural kid who had a runny nose and played silly things all day long.

Sun Xuenong wanted to communicate with him.

Because from the conversation with Su Qingfeng, he learned that Jiang Feng and Professor Tang had a very good relationship. This time when he came to town to buy medicine, Jiang Feng did the errands himself.

Sun Xuenong could hardly imagine that this child was wearing such a pair of open-toe cloth shoes, dripping with snow all the way to the town.

If he hadn't met Su Qingfeng, he would even have gone to the black market to buy medicine.

Helping Professor Tang is equivalent to helping him.

Sun Xuenong looked at Jiang Feng with extremely gentle eyes. He squatted down in front of the boy and said warmly, "Have you read the book?"

Jiang Feng was a little wary of this gentle-looking man wearing glasses at first, but when he thought that Su Qingfeng seemed to have a good relationship with him, he let down his wariness slightly, but he still had a stern face.

Facing Sun Xuenong's question, he nodded and shook his head.

Not saying a word.

Sun Xuenong was a little strange: "If you nod, it means you have learned it. If you shake your head, does it mean you haven't learned it? What does this mean?"

Jiang Feng then spoke: "I never went to elementary school, but Professor Tang taught me some things."

Sun Xuenong became interested now, "The teacher actually taught you too? What have you learned?"

Jiang Feng glanced at him and said nothing, but took out a pen and a piece of paper from his pocket.

For some reason, Sun Xuenong suddenly felt that there seemed to be a faint sense of pride in Jiang Feng's look at him.

Then he came back to his senses and saw his pencil and paper, which made him feel a little funny.

Jiang Feng and Su Qingfeng are really similar.

Jiang Feng seemed to have everything in the inner pocket of his clothes.

And Su Qingfeng's satchel seemed to have all kinds of condiments.

The two of them, one older and one younger, just needed to change their surnames and become brothers.

However, Su Qingfeng treated Jiang Feng like a brother, which was not bad.

The thoughts in his mind were in a mess. Sun Xuenong looked over and saw Jiang Feng writing a bunch of letters and formulas on the paper.

The first one at the beginning is: E=mc
Sun Xuenong was quite surprised now.

You know, how old is Jiang Feng now?
His peers are still learning addition, subtraction, multiplication and division in school, but he has already come into contact with the mass-energy formula?

The teacher taught him this, can he understand it?

Or...he simply memorized this formula.

Sun Xuenong knew that the teacher was not a pushover, and he knew that this situation was impossible, but he still couldn't believe it, so he asked one more question: "You...do you know what this means?"

Jiang Feng has always spoken very little.

Sun Xuenong thought he could explain it clearly in two or three sentences.

Who would have thought that when he talked about this, this kid would actually start talking:
"The core of the special theory of relativity is Lorentz covariance. As long as it is believed that the physical laws should remain mathematically unchanged under the Lorentz transformation... the mass-energy equation E=mc can be derived without other assumptions and restrictions."

"If you think about it from the perspective of energy conservation..."

"..."

Sun Xuenong nodded repeatedly when he heard this, and his eyes gradually changed when he looked at Jiang Feng.

Such a child should not be buried.

But when he thought of Jiang Feng's background, he couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

Even if Factory Director Zhao comes, he can't fight against the general trend at all.

It wasn't until Jiang Feng finished speaking that Sun Xuenong nodded.

At this time, Su Qingfeng had just finished dividing the ginger soup and walked to their room to take a breath.

As soon as he sat down, he heard Sun Xuenong ask Jiang Feng: "Do you want to go to school?"

To Sun Xuenong's surprise, Jiang Feng shook his head and said surprisingly firmly, "I don't want it. I can also learn knowledge here."

Sun Xuenong frowned, "I'm serious, if you want to study, I can find connections..."

"But what happens after we find a relationship?" Jiang Feng is obviously young, but there is a sneer on his face that does not match his actual age. "Even if I learn knowledge, so what?"

"I am the son of a landlord. No factory will want me. Even because of me, I will drag you down. You'd better not do such a thankless job."

Su Qingfeng had been silent before, but when Jiang Feng said such decisive words, he was not stunned like Sun Xuenong.

Su Qingfeng was more thoughtful and observed more.

He saw that when he said this, Jiang Feng's hands were clenched tightly together, and his arms were trembling slightly.

Don't you really want to study?

The reason given by Jiang Feng may be true.

But is the attitude he shows really that calm?
Su Qingfeng thought for a while, as if he were mud, and said with a smile: "Times are moving forward, who says that life will always be the same? As long as you are full of hope and be ready to seize opportunities at any time, life will get better."

After hearing this, Sun Xuenong felt a little dumbfounded.

As expected of a chef, he is quite good at making chicken soup.

Haven't you seen that Jiang Feng's mood has calmed down a lot?

When Su Qingfeng saw them like that, he obviously didn't believe them and only took them as comfort. He just smiled and didn't say much.

The college entrance examination was resumed in 77, and the reform and opening up was carried out in 78.

It will be 73 years after the Chinese New Year. At 13 years old, Jiang Feng will be able to take the college entrance examination by then.

After comforting Jiang Feng, Professor Tang's condition over there also eased a lot.

Seeing that it was getting dark, Sun Xuenong simply continued to go home with Su Qingfeng.

He was determined to finish this meal to the end.

...Ma family.

Ma Chenggong looked at Cai Xiaoqin, who was crying and disheveled after being beaten by him, and felt even more irritated.

After wandering around for so long, it was getting dark. He ran to the kitchen and saw that there was only a plate of mustard seeds in the cold pot.

How can I eat this?

He was so angry that he ran out and beat and kicked Cai Xiaoqin while shouting and crying. The sound was so loud that the neighbors came over.

The team leader's house happened to be next door to them. When the team leader's wife heard this, she put down the patched clothes in her hands and sighed: "I see how many dollars this horse has in his bag. He is getting more and more out of touch."

"My family used to be poor, and although this man was arrogant, at least he didn't beat his wife every day. But now that he has money, he looks down on his wife. I heard this before, but he beat Cai Xiaoqin again because his wife wore a red scarf. Dun, I could hear that howl clearly in the middle of the night."

A young daughter-in-law sitting below the captain's wife curled her lips when she heard this: "After all, there is a reason why Cai Xiaoqin can't stand up. If I were Ma Chenggong's wife, if he dared to do this to me, I would have to scratch him s face."

A round-faced aunt next to him sneered, "Just watch, this guy doesn't have the temperament to live a stable life if he succeeds. In the past, it was because his family was poor. Now that he has money in his pocket, this guy... knows how to changing."

While the aunts were sitting on the kang talking and mending clothes, the Ma family over there was already in a commotion.

Ma Chenggong was still beating his wife, and many people had gathered outside. By the time the Ma family's two children came back, the people around them were already chatting.

The leading boy, the eldest son of the Ma family, walked in with a frown on his face and said, "Have you had enough trouble? You still find it interesting to be treated like a monkey here, don't you? As a father, don't you feel ashamed? , my face as a son is almost gone."

"If you want to make such a fuss all day long, why don't we mothers find a rope and hang it on the crooked neck tree, so as not to bother you anymore and prevent you from finding the next one, dragging me and Xiaohua along with you. The oil bottle is gone too.”

"If you think it's okay, just keep fighting!"

After saying that, Ma Ligang stood there, looking straight into Ma Chenggong's eyes.

Even though Ma Chenggong's eyes were about to burst into flames, he was not afraid at all.

Ma Chenggong felt that the veins on his forehead were about to pop out.

If it weren't for the fact that the only root of Lao Ma's family was in front of him, I'm afraid he would have hit him with a stick.

I saw him biting his cheek and spitting out a sentence from between his teeth: "Is this how you talk to your father?"

Ma Ligang sneered: "I don't act like an old man, so you still want me to act like a son? Aren't I just learning from you?"

Ma Chenggong was so angry that he was shaking all over.

He glanced at Ma Ligang and wanted to leave, but when he saw the lunch box on the table, he sneered and took away the lunch box that originally belonged to Su Qingfeng.

Row.

Aren't you guys willing to go against me?

If you don’t have rice or meat at home, just carry it yourself.

He wanted to see what tricks this boy could do without him as his father.

Ma Chenggong walked away angrily, and the crowd of onlookers reluctantly dispersed.

It's just that although the people are separated, the topic of this horse successfully beating his wife will probably keep the village talking for half a month until something new comes up.

After leaving Ma's house, Ma Chenggong was blown by the strong wind, and his heart gradually calmed down.

He looked around, simply found a place with leeward, opened the still warm lunch box, and saw the piece of braised pork inside, Ma Chenggong swallowed subconsciously.

Not to mention, the meat looks so delicious.

Unexpectedly, Su Qingfeng still has two brushes.

He picked up a piece of braised pork, stuffed it into his mouth, and ate it hungrily.

But when he looked up, he found that a woman had appeared here at some point.

The woman's hair and facial features were bright and aggressive, and her dress was not like that of ordinary women in the village. She was either gray or bright red and purple, making her look very tacky.

She was wearing a snow-green short coat and a pair of trousers underneath. The waistband of the trousers was tied tightly, and her slender waist was clearly visible.

When she was smiling, the ends of her eyes were raised upwards, and her clothes were pulled down slightly, revealing a touch of white greasy, which made Ma successfully think of the canned lychees he had eaten with those people last time.

White and smooth.

Just like mutton fat white jade.

He recognized this man.

It was Widow Joe from the village.

In the past, the wives were said to be a natural vixen who was used to seducing men. I heard that several men in the village had had unclear relationships with her.

It's just that there is no evidence and the words are just baseless, so it cannot be regarded as a gangster crime. Otherwise, with the methods and words of the women in the village, this matter would have been blown away long ago.

Widow Qiao didn't like to go to crowded places, so she even built her house away from the crowd. She didn't have any children behind her, so she lived alone.

But these days, it is obviously impossible for a widow to live so comfortably without any support from her parents-in-law.

Thinking of this, Ma Chenggong looked at Widow Qiao with wanton eyes. His eyes lingered on her body, lingering on her slim waist and bulging breasts for a long time.

When Qiao He saw him like this, he raised the corner of his mouth slightly. Ma Chenggong was not the first man like this, nor was he the last.

She opened her lips, and her laughter seemed to have a hook, "Isn't this Brother Ma? Why didn't you go home and come to eat behind my house? Why, are you so angry with your mother-in-law?"

When Ma Chenggong heard this, he didn't want to lose face in front of Qiao He, so he deliberately showed off, "How dare she make me angry? What is the purpose of marrying a daughter-in-law? It's not just for men to do things outside. After returning home, Is there anyone who can serve me hot tea and rice? She still dares to make me angry. Does this mean she doesn’t want to live her life anymore?”

When Qiao He heard this, he sneered in his heart.

This successful horse really takes itself seriously.

What could he do if he was working outside? He just took some crooked ways, made a little money, and showed off like this in front of her.

But she kept these words in her heart.

Didn't say anything.

His face is still gentle and gentle.

The women Ma Chenggong had met before were either stronger than men, or they were as whiny as Cai Xiaoqin. Never had he met such a gentle and carefree figure as Qiao He.

When her twinkling eyes looked at him and her charming lips raised in an expression of admiration, Ma Chenggong felt an unprecedented sense of success and vanity.

He felt that he was like a real man in front of Qiao He.

He looked at Qiao He's exposed lotus root-like wrist, which was white and tender, and seemed to have no pores at all.

As he spoke, he became distracted. Seeing that Qiao He had no big reaction, he took her hand step by step, rubbing his rough palm back and forth on her smooth skin, and his heart was stirred.

But at this moment, Ma Chenggong didn't see it.

Behind him, in the trees not far away, a boy stared at this scene, his eyes red, and even... faintly filled with hatred.

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