Go back to the prosperous days and become a layman

Chapter 404 Chapter 403 Report
"Were you bullied when you were a child?" Before going to bed, classmate Xiao Wang asked while lying in her husband's arms.

"Yes, I was quite dull when I was a child. Many naughty children called me 'wood', and they usually took pleasure in teasing me and making me look stupid." With Nephrite in his arms, Tang Zhitong stared at the roof, thinking about the past few days. year thing.

"How did they bully you?" Xiao Wang listened intently to her husband's powerful heartbeat, but there was no sign of it speeding up or panicking.

"There are so many. He would pull out a stool when I wasn't prepared, watch me squat down on my butt, and then burst out laughing; sometimes he would stuff toads and cauliflower snakes into my schoolbag; he would stick notes on my back and draw tortoises; You know, squeezing is when a group of people suddenly rush to a person and push him into the corner. I was squeezed so hard that I couldn't breathe. Looking back on my childhood, I also suffered from old sins.

"Why are they so bad? Didn't you tell the teacher or parents?" Xiao Wang asked breathlessly with some distress.

"No, little boys feel embarrassed to tell their teachers or parents. In fact, it's quite embarrassing. I am tall and tall, but I let my classmates who are shorter than me bully me." Tang Zhitong laughed at himself.

"Then your childhood was like this? No wonder you said it was lackluster when you wrote the letter." Xiao Wang felt very distressed and touched her husband's face with his hand.

"How can I be bullied all the time? Later, Brother Ma San helped me to stand up and gave the naughty classmates a few severe lessons, and they settled down. At first, I thought they were just being naughty and playing with me, and it was fine if they felt a little wronged. Feel a little wronged, I found out later that they were just teasing me. That’s why I said not to let Fengzhen follow my old path." Tang Zhitong tightened his arms in response to Xiao Wang, and now he can face the past calmly.

"They are really so bad!" Xiao Wang muttered indignantly.

"So I personally don't agree with the Three-Character Classic that people are inherently good by nature. Being naughty and doing evil are two different things. Some can be overcome through guidance and education, and some can be...sigh." Tang Zhitong sighed, everything is over. That's right.

Early the next morning, Tang Zhitong asked Fengzhen: "Would you like to bring another box of pickles? I'll serve them for you."

After arriving at school, Tang Zhitong listened carefully to the class all morning. In the afternoon, in addition to writing his homework, he also found stationery and planned to write a letter.

If someone receives a lot of letters, it will appear to others that he has a wide range of friends, and they will look at him with envy. Over the years, he can always accumulate a thick stack.

Tang Zhitong first tore off two pieces of letter paper and spread them on the textbook to write, so as to avoid leaving pen marks on the next letter.

This seemed a bit dishonest, and Tang Zhitong would definitely not make such a mistake.

"Okay. You know, if I were a kid, there would never be an overnight feud. I couldn't beat him, so I took my dad to complain. I watched the classmates who bullied me being whipped with a belt by his dad. After the whipping, they had to be beaten. I apologized to me with tears streaming down my face." Xiao Wang shared his childhood with his husband.

Therefore, careful friends will find the pen marks left by vigorous writing on the previous letter on the letter paper they receive.

Of course, when you have many friends, you also have the trouble of writing letters. Whether it is a letter or a reply, many people will "copy" it. They will use the letter written to friend A as a model, change the title and slightly adjust the content and copy it to friend B and friend C. , friend Ding and so on.

Tang Zhitong is very pleased with Fengzhen's growth and is happy to see its success.

The cost of a letter varies from city to city. In addition, letter paper costs about six cents or ten cents. If you can write a lot on two or three pieces of letter paper, it is very cost-effective.

"Hey, then you can't be the king and dominate in school?" Tang Zhitong smiled. It is a happy thing for his daughter-in-law to have a happy childhood.

Tang Zhitong heard the implication of classmate Xiao Wang's words, which was nothing more than revenge, but this was something he really couldn't do.

Tang Zhitong nodded with a smile and said nothing more.

"Whether they are living a good or bad life has nothing to do with me. Now I have you, I have a job, and I am studying, and everything is developing in a good direction. If the porcelain does not touch the tiles, if it spreads, it will be bullying. "The gain outweighs the loss." Tang Zhitong rejected classmate Xiao Wang's proposal.

Classmates Tang Zhitong and Xiao Wang are no exception. The correspondence between the two when they were in love was well preserved and kept in the west wing after their marriage. It will also be a happy memory in the future.

Communication is indeed underdeveloped these days, but people do not stop contacting friends and relatives because of this. The actual situation is that there are many people writing letters.

Humans are social animals and need to communicate very often. Since there are few entertainment activities, writing letters has gradually become a pleasure. This is a bit like the years when instant messaging tools were first launched, squatting in front of the computer just to chat. A netizen who has been online for a while.

"How are those people who bullied you doing now?" Xiao Wang tilted his head and asked.

"No need." Fengzhen shook her head with a smile, her face a little firmer.

"No way? I won't take the initiative to bully others." Xiao Wang did not admit it, but he also laughed.

Both of them are lucky. Xiao Wang has a father who loves her, and Tang Zhitong has a good childhood. If not for this, I am afraid that several years of school life will leave a lifelong psychological shadow.

I first wrote to Wu Haiyang and Ma Jian. I haven’t seen them for a while. I would like to pay attention to them and learn about the latest trends.

In addition, Tang Zhitong also wrote several letters to Shao Jianlin of the Northwest Bureau, Jiang Xinwen of the Southern Fujian Bureau, and Hao Limei of the Guizhou Bureau. In addition to being concerned and polite, he also told them about the assessment trends.

Hao Ren said about the postal code promotion assessment at the training meeting. There will definitely be another notice before the assessment. There is no suspicion of tipping off.

As for guanxi, even if you don't use it often, you still need to keep in touch to be warm.

After school, Tang Zhitong mailed the letter, then rode his bicycle to the small courtyard rented by Gu Yong, and smashed it again.

When they arrived at Beitu, classmate Xiao Wang told Tang Zhitong some news: "Our mother called and asked you to come over."

"Huh? Is there nothing going on at home? Didn't you just go there the day before yesterday?" Tang Zhitong asked, slightly confused.

"My mother didn't tell me, maybe it's inconvenient. Can you see if this is you?" After Xiao Wang finished speaking, he handed a newspaper to Tang Zhitong and pointed to a piece of news. Tang Zhitong took a closer look. The title of the article was "Anonymous Doe cleverly saved the child in an emergency." The content was about how he gave first aid to a child with tracheal obstruction in Shichahai last Sunday. At the end of the article, he pointed out that the enthusiastic people said that the anonymous person was riding a bicycle. Postal bicycle, possibly a member of the postal system.

"It should be me. The time, place, and people all match up." Tang Zhitong glanced at the masthead of the newspaper, which was a local newspaper in Sijiucheng, and handed the newspaper back to classmate Xiao Wang.

"Then our mother asking you to go may have something to do with this matter." Her husband saw the newspaper. Although his identity has not been revealed yet, classmate Xiao Wang was very concerned about Yourong. She had read this report several times today, especially the "dragging" The part where you pull up your clothes and reveal your badge is so cool!

"Then I may know why my mother called me to do it." Tang Zhitong smiled bitterly, saving others would cause trouble for himself.

"Calling you over to praise you? I shouldn't. Didn't I praise you that day?" Xiao Wang put the newspaper on the table, picked up the lock, and locked the door after Tang Zhitong went out.

"It's not a compliment, it's a bicycle. The one I'm riding belongs to the bureau. The unit has been changed and the bike has not been replaced. My mother may be worried about being dug out." Tang Zhitong really wanted to thank the enthusiastic people who were so helpful. Originally, It's still free. Once the report comes out, the risk will be great. After all, taking advantage of the public is not a glorious thing these days.

"If you didn't tell me, I would have forgotten about this." Xiao Wang suddenly remembered that she had mentioned this to her mother, but as time went by, she became accustomed to it.

When the two of them arrived at Chunshu Hutong, Ye Zhijuan had just entered.

"Coming?" After seeing her daughter and son-in-law, Ye Zhijuan said hello, took out a newspaper from her bag, pointed to the same report, and asked: "Euclidean, is this written about you?"

"Yes, Mom, Wenwen showed it to me, and the time, people, and place match up." Tang Zhitong took the newspaper in his hand and admitted readily.

"I saw it said that the comrade who rescued people was riding a bicycle marked by the postal system, and I remembered that Wenwen said that your unit has changed, but you have been riding the original deliveryman's bicycle. This is against the rules, please return it." Ye Zhijuan nodded. Head, not a suggestion, but said in a non-negotiable tone.

"Okay, I will go to the city bureau to pay it back tomorrow." Tang Zhitong knew that Ye Zhijuan had good intentions and had no objection at all, so he agreed directly.

"Well, I applied for a bicycle ticket with my work today. I still have some money. You and Wenwen can buy another one and put it in my name for you to ride on." Ye Zhijuan was very satisfied with her son-in-law's attitude. , and at the same time, the arrangements were watertight, and the money and tickets were handed over.

"Thank you, Mom. We'll accept the ticket and we won't need the money. We still have enough money." Xiao Wang happily took the bicycle ticket and certification letter, but refused to ask for money. His own mother had to give it to grandma every month. She sends money there, and her family also needs money. Although her income is high, she doesn't want to add unnecessary burden to her parents' family.

"How much money do you make? I just bought Jingying a bicycle and a sewing machine. How much money can I have? Be obedient and keep it." Ye Zhijuan pulled away her daughter's hand and patted the money into her hand.

"Mom, we are really rich, more than enough to buy a bicycle." Tang Zhitong also stood up and testified.

"Yes, yes, the forestry department of the ancient capital took back two tiger skins from the tiger we shot last time and gave them two hundred yuan. There are also other bits and pieces of wages and so on. We still have a lot of money. A few hundred." Xiao Wang handed the money to Ye Zhijuan again and said with a proud tone.

"Okay, then you can ask for it from me when you are short of money." Ye Zhijuan was not polite after hearing this and collected the money. Her daughter and son-in-law made her worry-free.

"Well, if we get to that point, I won't be polite to you." Xiao Wang put the bicycle ticket and certification letter into his bag, patted it, and said with a smile.

"Euclidean, since this matter has been reported, if your city bureau will investigate who has done good things to good people, you must be mentally prepared." Ye Zhijuan considered the problem more comprehensively and turned to remind Tang Zhitong.

"Ah? Okay, thank you, Mom." Tang Zhitong was a little surprised. After all, this was the first time he had encountered this kind of thing. On the contrary, Ye Zhijuan was more familiar with the operating rules of the system.

"Mom, if there is nothing else, let's leave first." Xiao Wang had no intention of eating here and took the initiative to say goodbye.

"Ah? Brother-in-law, why don't you make a meal before leaving?" Wang Jingmin, who had been silent all the time, said with a disappointed look on his face.

"What? Is your brother-in-law still your cook? You won't eat without your brother-in-law's cooking?" Classmate Xiao Wang raised his eyebrows and asked, pointing at Wang Jingmin.

"No, I didn't, don't talk nonsense! This...isn't there still our mother? Let our mother take a break today and eat something good, isn't it too much?" Facing his sister's fingers, Wang Jingmin shrank back He hid behind Ye Zhijuan, stuck out his head and said, "Argument with reason".

"You go, I didn't buy groceries today, leave Jingmin to me to take care of it." Ye Zhijuan had no intention of retaining her daughter or son-in-law, and said while stroking her son's little head.

"Just a little bit, I'll let you have a bad mouth and wait to be punished." Xiao Wang made a face at his younger brother, pulled Tang Zhitong and turned around and walked out.

"Mom, goodbye, Jingmin, goodbye." Tang Zhitong was pulled away by classmate Xiao Wang, while turning around to say hello and leave.

After the young couple left, Ye Zhijuan sat down on the sofa, patted the empty space next to her, and motioned for her son to sit down.

Wang Jingmin dared to be naughty with his two sisters, but he didn't dare to be naughty in front of his mother, so he could only sit down beside her without saying a word.

"Jingmin, you are in the second grade and it's time to be sensible. Your brother-in-law is your sister's husband and a relative of ours. He is considered a guest when he comes to our house. You can't ask your brother-in-law to cook, especially with orders. Say it in a calm tone. Do you understand?" Ye Zhijuan did not hit her son, but talked to her son in a calm manner.

"Well, can I tell my brother-in-law to ask him to cook in the future?" Wang Jingmin understood and asked.

"Is the food I cook so unpalatable?" Ye Zhijuan was helpless. After raising her son for so long, he began to despise the food he cooked.

"It's not that it tastes bad, it's just not as delicious as my brother-in-law's." Wang Jingmin said with a smile on his face.

"Then when your brother-in-law comes, you can talk to your brother-in-law." Ye Zhijuan also knew in her heart that there was still a certain gap between her cooking skills and her son-in-law's. She never thought that her son-in-law secretly slipped in when he was cooking. Add seasoning?
"Yeah, yeah! I just asked my brother-in-law to cook a dish." After receiving his mother's permission, Wang Jingmin nodded hurriedly, fearing that his mother would regret it.

(End of this chapter)