The children of the Qiao family

Chapter 15

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Qiao Zuwang said that Qi Zhiqiang is a good man.

But good people don't live long, so don't be a good person.

Qiao Yicheng scoffed at Daddy's argument.

Qiao Zuwang will never understand the thoughts of people who live for others.

He only lives for himself.

Qiao Yicheng thought, I can't just live for others.

I live for myself first, and then for others.

The pillar of the Qi family fell.It's not bad, Qi Zhiqiang is a model worker in the city, and the factory gave him a pension. The second aunt said that it is always impossible to sit and eat, and the money has to be left for the son to ask for a wife in the future.She begged the neighborhood committee to arrange a job for herself, and the neighborhood committee agreed.

The second aunt took over the cleaning of the three streets in this area, including the cleaning and cleaning of a public toilet.

Qi Weimin said that he would not ask his family to pay the tuition fees, but according to the school's regulations, first-year students are not allowed to work and study, and can apply for subsidies.In Qi Weimin's class, several rural children were admitted this year. Not long after the start of school, two of them dropped out. The family was too difficult to afford it.

Qi Weimin gave up applying for hardship subsidies. Every morning, he rushed home to sweep the street before going to class. After class in the afternoon, he ran back to help his mother clean the public toilet.

The second aunt Qi Weimin said that he was raised to win face for the family, not to sweep the streets. The first time Qi Weimin was sweeping the street, the second aunt slapped him twice on the back with a big broom.Qi Weimin still insisted on helping his mother sweep the streets and flush the toilet every day. His little tail, Qiao Qiqi, dragged a bare old bamboo broom to help behind him. The stick of the bamboo broom was too long, and Qiao Qiqi could only reach it Half as high, Qi Weimin simply tied it around Qiqi's waist with a rope, and Qiqi dragged it back and forth in the alley with a swish swish.

The neighbors said that although the second aunt lost her husband in middle age and took care of her children, she was considered a lucky person to have such a good son as Qi Weimin.

For some reason, a reporter found out about this, and came to interview with a camera hanging around her neck. She was a pretty young female reporter with curly hair, snapping photos of Qi Weimin who was working, and chasing Qi Weimin to ask questions. The problem is that I want to write a social news about "the little champion who sweeps the streets". When the second aunt sees it, she rushes up and scolds her head and face.The female reporter was insulted by the scolding, and when she regained her senses, she also scolded her.One dialect and one Mandarin, one village saying and one civilized word, it was a lot of trouble.

After being persuaded by everyone, the female reporter left angrily, and the second aunt chased after her, shouting: "If you dare to publish the news about my family in the newspaper, see if I don't call your door, what is his mother's record?" "load".

Turning around, I said to the helpless eldest son: This kind of girl is really bad. In the future, if you ask for a wife, don't ask for a "record" of what kind of wife you ask for.

Qiao Qiqi asked: Brother, what is "Zai"?

Qi Weimin patted his head to coax him: Ji "Zai" is a person with curly hair hanging "click".

After that, the second aunt simply let Qi Weimin do the job for her, and set up a newsstand by herself, selling small pictures of Hong Kong stars.The newsstand was right next to a middle school, and the small pictures sold better than newspapers. When school was over, all the female students came up to pick and choose. The second aunt had never watched a TV series, but she recognized Xu Wenqiang, Feng Chengcheng, Huo Yuanjia, and Zhao Qiannan. It's refreshing.

The days passed like this, not better, but not worse.

The same goes for the Qiao family, but recently, Qiao Erqiang has made Qiao Yicheng more worried.

This kid only got a full [-]% in several courses. After writing that the person who burned down the Old Summer Palace was a Japanese devil, he finally asked the school to persuade him to leave.

He was only 15 years old, so idle at home, hanging out with big boys all day, Qiao Yicheng was so anxious that his head grew the first white hair in his life.

This was 20, when the crackdown began. Qiao Yicheng heard from people that in some places, quotas were given. The sentence is five years.I also heard that there was a young man in Sichuan who made a bet with his companions to kiss a girl on the mouth, but he actually kissed a passing girl. After he was caught, he was sentenced to death and shot.A lively life, after a joke, it's gone.There are also 15-year-old children who snatch a movie ticket and are sentenced to [-]-[-] years. Those with more than [-] years are sent to prisons in the desert, and there is no place to run.When I went in, I just grabbed a movie ticket, and when I came out, I learned everything.

This second-ranked person is not up to date, has no brains, and is stupid. If something really happens, my mother's soul will be uneasy in the ground.

Qiao Yicheng's eyes almost extended to Qiao Erqiang's body. There were too many troubles at home, and when he went home twice at night, he was found not in the dormitory by the counselor, and soon lost the position of monitor he had just acquired.Naturally, he was angry, but it was better than letting his brother go to jail and be shot. He simply applied for a day school on the grounds that his siblings in family difficulties were taken care of by the important people.

When things came to an end, Qiao Yicheng couldn't remember his determination to live for himself first.

At first, Er Qiang was a bit stubborn with his eldest brother, and occasionally, at night, he still thought about watching TV at Niu's house, but when he saw the black face of his elder brother, his outstretched feet retracted again.

Qiao Yicheng couldn't bear it, so he accompanied Er Qiang to the small courtyard of the neighborhood committee to watch the small [-]-inch black and white TV.Qiao Yicheng had an extravagant hope in his heart, save some money, and buy a TV for himself!

A piece of news came like a bolt from the blue that Niu Ye, the child of the Niu family, was arrested and charged with hooliganism and collectively engaging in improper relationships between men and women.Because he and a group of boys and girls closed the door to "dance bare bottom dance" (actually it is a cheek dance), and I don't know who was reported. The police came and arrested him. He was sentenced in half a month. The Niu family Dad spent a lot of money, but he was sentenced to four years in prison and sent to Dalian Mountain for reform.I heard that on the night when I was arrested, the tape recorder at Niu Ye's house played Teresa Teng's song called "Sweet Honey".

Qiao Erqiang was terrified and had a nightmare in the middle of the night.Qiao Yicheng was woken up by him, turned on the light to look, Er Qiang's brow was covered with cold sweat, his eyes were dimmed, staring at the roof, Sanli was also woken up, lifted the flowered cloth curtain that separated him and stretched his head over Look.

As the girls grew older, a curtain was drawn in this bedroom to separate their beds from those of their brothers.

Qiao Yicheng pulled up his sleeves and wiped Er Qiang's sweat vigorously, and said, "Let's see if you still dare not listen to me in the future."

Since then Er Qiang calmed down, burned the entire copy of Teresa Teng's lyrics, and never went out again.When I was too free, I took out the dozens of shabby comic books kept at home, licked my wet fingers and turned the pages, reading each one by heart.

By chance, Qiao Yicheng saw Qiao Erqiang happily reading a recipe in the newspaper, and learned to cook it decently.Yicheng had an idea, went to the bookstore and bought two cookbooks with color illustrations, and threw them to Er Qiang, who read them as if they were treasures, and when he encountered a word he didn’t recognize, he even knew how to look it up in the dictionary and put the pinyin on it .Then, choose the raw materials that are easy to find and cheap, and learn to make them.

Three meals a day were smoked and full of food, but the child was still as thin as a stalk, and he didn't know where all the meals went.Fortunately, he has become taller, his eyebrows have been opened a bit, he is no longer so shy and unlucky, he has newly grown hair a little longer, and he is a decent boy now.

In 13, Qiao Sanli was [-] years old and was in the second grade of junior high school.

This girl has always been a bit weird, only in front of her elder brother, she has a half-smiling look, and she is always indifferent to others, Er Qiang said that she "looks weird".If it offends her, she will start cursing abruptly, articulate and fast, like a steel knife cutting a radish, which is frightening.

Yicheng had no class that afternoon, and went home to take advantage of the good sun to dry his winter clothes and quilts, as the sky seemed to be cold.

After entering the bedroom, I just opened the old wooden box to take things out, when I suddenly felt a loud noise in the corner, my [-]% myopic eyes saw the black lump, still wriggling, I was shocked.

Taking a closer look, it seems to be the eldest sister Sanli.

is crying.

Qiao Yicheng's heart skipped a beat, and the smelly memory from many years ago suddenly burned in his heart.

Qiao Yicheng didn't dare to walk over, and stood there dumbfounded and asked: Sanli, you... what are you hiding there for?
Sanli's small crying was intermittent, as if she couldn't breathe.

Qiao Yicheng was so anxious that hot oil was poured on her, but she didn't dare to rush her.

After crying for a while, Sanli suddenly said: Brother, I'm going to die, I can't do it, I'm bleeding.Is it because bad people did bad things on your body before, and you will bleed to death when you grow up?Brother, I am wronged!

Sanli spoke too fast, and Qiao Yicheng's thoughts fell into a vacuum for a long time, and then he heard the crackling in his head, and finally understood a little bit.

Qiao Yicheng, a 19-year-old college student, can be regarded as a small intellectual, but he has no idea how to explain a little basic knowledge of physical hygiene to his younger sister.His little knowledge came from being crowded in the biology classroom of his alma mater two years ago, with the curtains drawn, divided into two scenes for boys and girls, and secretly watching a physiological hygiene movie while the teacher said nothing. .

He didn't dare to look carefully, and turned his eyes from time to time to see the dark stuffed animals all around.

Besides, he was looking at the boys' field, what would he say to the girls?
He couldn't open his mouth.

He had no choice but to run out and find a kind neighbor aunt to come over, and asked her to see his eldest sister without saying what was the matter.

The aunt entered the room for a long time before coming out together with Sanli, sighing, saying that the motherless girl's family is really pitiful.

Qiao Yicheng hadn't looked at Sanli since that day. He couldn't explain why he was holding his breath. He couldn't get up and down like a fish bone. He didn't go home for five days. Crowded sleep in the dormitory.

After school was over on Saturday afternoon, as soon as I left the classroom, I saw Er Qiang waiting outside with his younger sisters. Er Qiang came up to meet him and said aggrievedly, "Brother, why don't you go home?"I didn't make you angry!
Sanli followed Er Qiang, she was very neatly dressed that day, she was wearing a little padded jacket with a slightly pinched waist, the yellow corduroy was washed and turned into off-white, and she was wearing two thick braids , as fresh as a bud just opened on a branch, he squinted at Qiao Yicheng with a smile.Simei called out in a high-pitched voice: Big brother, big brother, take us to eat wontons.

The students coming and going around all turned their heads and looked at these children with a smile, probably thinking they were amusing.

This row of three children, arranged from tall to short, is an incomplete scale, clumsy and simple, just like the nursery rhymes sung by the old grandmother.

Qiao Yicheng felt for a moment, brothers and sisters, no matter how annoying they are, how can they hide?

People can hide from the first day of junior high school, but their hearts can't hide from the fifteenth day.

In the second year, it was time for Qiao Sanli to prepare for the high school entrance examination.

Her grades were barely okay. Qiao Yicheng asked her what her plans were. This 14-year-old girl had a clear mind and a clear mind.

She said that based on her grades, it would take a lot of effort to get into a university, not to mention a normal university, and a junior college might not be able to get into it. It would be a big burden to support a high school student at home. It would be better to go to a technical school. The tuition fee is low. Can come out to work.

So during the senior high school entrance examination, Qiao Sanli applied for the Textile Industry School and passed the exam.

Simei is also about to go to middle school, and her grades are comparable to her second elder brother Er Qiang. Because she loves to watch movies, she has watched the movie "Burning the Old Summer Palace" five times. At least she knows that the Old Summer Palace was not burned by a small Japanese, but by the British and French allied forces. of.

Qi Weimin's second brother also turned eighteen this year. His grades have not been very good. He was not expected to go to college. He joined his father's factory as an apprentice. He can get 13 yuan a month, making the second best envious It was broken, and begged his father to find a way for him to find a job.

Qiao Zuwang said: Your father's own job is almost in jeopardy. You can wait another two years. Anyway, he is a foodie. If you eat your father for free for two years, your father will really ignore you.

The second aunt resolutely forbade Qi Weimin to sweep the streets again, and the business of small celebrity pictures on her small newsstand was getting better and better. The female students in the nearby schools all knew that she had the most comprehensive range of goods, and they all liked to come to her to buy.

Eight-year-old Qiao Qiqi went to elementary school, and after school, she guarded the stall with her second aunt, sitting on a small bench with her chin resting on the long table used for setting up the stall, laughing when she was teased, and hiding behind her when she was teased again. Go under the long table, the female students all like him very much.

Qiao Yicheng was in his junior year, and a new teacher was transferred to the school.

It's Wen Qinghua.

Teacher Wen actually called out his name all at once.

Qiao Yicheng felt that life was slowly getting better.

Like the heavy curtains on the window slowly opened little by little, through the light into the room.

(End of this chapter)