The educated youth aunt who dresses as the heroine of period novels

Zhao Changfu: "The disciples I taught must be powerful."

If Zhao Mo could take his place, it would be too late for Zhao Changfu to be happy. His feelings for Zhao Mo were not much different from those of his own daughter. How could his elders be angry if his children were promising?
Zhao Changfu believed that he was not so narrow-minded, so brats always slandered him.

Seeing that he had no grudge against him, Ergouzi was dubious and took out a piece of chicken cake and handed it to him. Then he found some filial piety from the corners and handed him the smallest piece of the three chicken cakes, "Here, you can try it too. ”

Over the years, as the two fathers and sons grew older, they became increasingly estranged. It was difficult to speak without quarreling with each other.

Zhao Changfu smiled happily, "Thank you, I don't lack this piece of chicken cake. You and Zhao Mo can eat it."

Er Gouzi's hand seemed to have been burned by something. He immediately took it back and pushed all the chicken cakes to Zhao Mo. "Zhao Mo, you are thin, you can eat more."

Zhao Mo was accustomed to their fighting skills. Seeing their awkward expressions, he gave one of the three pieces of chicken cake to Zhao Changfu and one piece to Ergouzi, "Eat one piece."

Zhao Changfu: "It's better to be an apprentice."

Ergouzi: "It's better to be young!"

Both father and son couldn't stand each other and stopped talking. Zhao Changfu returned to his desk and opened the file seriously, but the egg cake in his hand was destroyed bit by bit.

The bell rang at the stationery factory, and Ergouzi grabbed Zhao Mo's wrist and rushed out like he had done many years in school.

"I'll take you to play!"

The clear voice of the young man is particularly beautiful in the autumn day in the south.

Zhao Changfu looked up from the document, looked at their windy backs, and his memory was pulled back to many years ago, when he was a half-worker, half-peasant, and would watch children play. Since he focused on making money, it was inevitable that he He missed the child's growth, but fortunately Ergouzi grew up wildly and never complained about him.

"Director, the factory director is looking for you."

Zhao Changfu, who was immersed in memories, came back to his senses, smiled and nodded at his subordinates, and replied gently, "I understand, it's time to get off work, you can go back first."

"Okay, you're busy."

Except for advanced individuals who want to become model workers, other employees get off work on time. The difference is that the overtime hours of leaders are extended indefinitely.

Zhao Changfu came to the factory director's office with the compiled information.

Over the years, Zhao Rencheng has been tempered by time, and the oppression on Zhao Rencheng has become even more frightening. He firmly sits in the position of factory director, and also leads the entire factory to climb, from being unknown to pulling the entire commune, including the small town. His economics has been published in newspapers many times and he is well-known throughout the province. The employees in the factory respect, fear, and even worship him!
Many people dare not talk to Zhao Rencheng, but Zhao Changfu, who has been with Zhao Changfu for many years, knows that no matter how aggressive Zhao Rencheng is in his career over the years, it cannot resist the fact that his status at home is very low and he is a strict wife.

"Director, you are looking for me."

"Yes, come and read today's newspaper." Zhao Rencheng was restless all day today, looking over and over at the long list of names in the newspaper.

The country finally gave them a clean slate.

Zhao Changfu looked in the direction Zhao Rencheng pointed and was shocked, "What newspaper is this?"

"National People's Daily."

"That……"

Zhao Changfu was speechless for a long time.

Only after experiencing these ten years did he understand how difficult this clarification was.

At the same time... Zhao Changfu was keenly aware of the change in policy, "Is the country about to make a big move?"

"If nothing else, yes!"

Zhao Rencheng's eyes were dark.

He thought of his master and his wife. Over the years, he and Zhang Yunxi visited them once a year. Before the child was three years old, they even took the child there twice. Although they were cared for by him and Zhang Yunxi, they still couldn't hide their old age. In terms of food and clothing, it is one thing, but mental torture is another.

If the contents of the newspaper are true.

Zhao Rencheng thought that some things could be operated openly.

"Nowadays, policies are changing. We demand stability, postpone expansion, and push forward the matters at hand as planned. We must not make mistakes. People who cannot do it are panicked. I don't know if you have heard that many people from the Revolutionary Committee stepped down, and people from the Commerce Bureau What's more, our development momentum has been too strong in recent years, and we have attracted a lot of attention, and some people can't stand the lack of guarantees."

"Indeed, these are troubled times, and leaders are also changing. We must seek stability." Zhao Changfu sighed, not knowing what direction the current changes would take the country.

The two continued to discuss factory issues until nightfall, then rode their bicycles home.

After the wheel rotated rapidly, a sharp brake caused a rough sound of gravel rubbing on the concrete floor. Zhao Rencheng swept away the boredom in the factory, smiled at the two children, lifted the bicycle home, and immediately put it away. Two children hugged each other.

The two children giggled.

Zhao Rencheng asked: "Have you listened to your mother at home?"

The two children responded in unison, "Yes!"

They were all shouted into Zhao Rencheng's ears. Zhao Rencheng already had muscle memory in his body and subconsciously moved his upper body backward to avoid the two long-sounding Hedong lion roars.

"okay, I get it."

His tone was doting and helpless, just like the time he spent raising children all these years.

Many times Zhao Rencheng has wondered why people want to have children, is it just to experience the feeling of being on tenterhooks, angry, incoherent, and mentally deranged?
Is it really necessary for people to know their diverse selves?

Zhao Mo said at the beginning that he and Zhang Yunxi were hypocritical, which was more or less true. When they first got married, they were not opposed to having children. They hesitated for a while about the arrival of the child, but later decided to keep them and worked hard. Create a better environment for them, but after the child was born, Zhao Rencheng was both in love and angry. Sometimes, through them, he would think of himself as a child. Others said that after giving birth to a child, he would understand the difficulties of his parents. After he had two children, he understood how disgusting his parents' behavior was and how ridiculous his own existence was.

All the debts he owed to himself when he was a child were given to his children, which resulted in him being unable to control himself and doting on his children.

He even quarreled with Zhang Yunxi because of this. Zhang Yunxi tried to coax him every time, but he failed.

Because his wife has coaxed him and he still doesn't go down the steps, that would be shameless. If he dares to get angry again, just get out of the house.

"Dad, Mom made an appointment with Auntie Damei today to have dinner together. She killed a duck and made three cups of duck."

"Then I'll help."

Zhao Rencheng put down the child, came to the kitchen, rolled up his sleeves, and naturally took the ginger handed over by Zhang Yunxi and cut it into shreds.

Zhang Yunxi reached into the earthen stove with the tongs, adjusted the fire, and said to him, "Have you read the newspaper?"

(End of this chapter)