Call Me Daddy

"Tie Zhu, why don't you go out to play today? Is it because the children in our village don't want to take you? Or is that kid named Jiang bullying you again?"

The old lady of the Song family saw that her grandson didn't go out to play as usual in broad daylight, but was scribbling there with a notebook. She really saw something wrong.

Her child used to get a headache when he read books, and every day when he was sent to school, he could hear the screams like killing a pig, and the homework books assigned by the teacher were thrown all over the place during the holidays, and she took many of them. Here comes the sparking paper.

Now what Song Tiezhu is holding in his hand is a homework book that he dug out from somewhere, crumpled like a pickle ball, and several pages are missing.

I saw Song Tiezhu biting the tip of his pen, frowning like a bitter gourd dish, looking at his homework with a bitter and bitter look.

It's not like her precious grandson, Mrs. Song is a little confused.

Didn’t the family promise him that they won’t send him to school next year? Anyway, he’s already in his teens, and he’ll be able to get full work points in a few years, and then the family will help repair two rooms. He's also kind and beautiful, it doesn't really matter whether he studies or not, and not everyone can be assigned a job in a technical secondary school. Haven't you seen those educated youths in the city come to the countryside to compete with them for jobs?

So regarding Song Tiezhu's slack in studies, not only the Song family didn't think there was something wrong with it, but most of the similar families in the commune thought so.

They send their children to elementary school for a few years, learn basic addition, subtraction, and writing, and just try to keep their eyes open.

Who knew that her grandson was uncharacteristically now and began to love learning. Granny Song's first reaction was that her grandson's head was broken, and her second reaction was that her grandson had bumped into something evil.

It's a pity that the great dancers were dragged out in the early years. No one dared to commit crimes against the wind. Mrs. Song couldn't find a place to buy some talisman ash for her grandson to soak in water to drink.

"Tie Tie Tie Tie, Tie Zhu, are you alright?"

The old lady Song asked tremblingly, in her eyes at the moment, Song Tiezhu's body was very likely to hide a lonely ghost who ran out of nowhere.

"I... hey, grandma, you don't understand..."

Song Tiezhu really wanted to complain to his grandma about how difficult it is to eat soft rice, but after thinking about it, everyone in their family despised eating soft rice except him, who was smart and brave, and thought it was a shameful act. These are all chicken and duck talking, and I can't understand it.

They only know that eating soft rice is shameful, but do they know how delicious it is?

There are pig's feet ginger, big stick bone stewed soup, braised pork, radish stewed lamb chops, eggs in brown sugar water, roasted duck and roasted chicken with sausage...

"Suck-"

Tears flowed down from the corners of his mouth unsatisfactorily.

Song Tiezhu felt that he had gained strength again.

He looked at the number 12 multiplied by 6 on the homework book. This is definitely not a simple math problem. It is eating twelve candies a day for six days in a row. If desire can materialize, Song Tiezhu must be surrounded by raging fire at this moment , his eyes were shining with golden light, and his index fingers in both hands were gesticulating as fast as lightning.

72 candies, definitely 72 candies, he didn't count it wrong!

Song Tiezhu felt that he was doing well again, he wanted to study, and he wanted to start towards a bright future where he would eat soft food.

Seeing that her grandson only said such a meaningful sentence, and then snapped his fingers there like crazy for a while, and laughed wildly for a while, Mrs. Song was extremely desperate. Her good grandson must have been bewitched and escaped.

Similar scenes also happened in many families. Without exception, these people are all children who have heard the so-called tricks of eating soft rice from Jiang Nianbai.

*****

As the end of the new year approaches, fewer and fewer people go to work in the fields, but the chimneys of every household are busy. The whole day is almost full of white smoke from the chimney pipes, mixed with various fragrances. It is a major festival once a year. No matter how difficult life is, you have to prepare something delicious to reward the whole family. It is also a good fortune for the coming year, and I hope that the next year will be prosperous.

But at this time, most of the busy people are women at home. The men are responsible for carrying water and chopping firewood before they can rest. I bought a pack of throwing cannons with my pocket money, and I was very frugal and played slowly one by one.

But there are some jobs that don't rest, such as the postman delivering letters.

"Captain, there are two letters from the provincial newspaper, one is for Gu Zhiqing of your production team, and the other is...it seems to be surnamed Su...wait, let me see..."

It may be that the postman can't remember the name on the letter because he has never delivered a letter to this recipient before.

"Yes, the surname is Su, Su Aobai, this is from your village, he should be an educated youth!"

The brigade headquarters is closed except for the first day of the 30th lunar month, and the village leaders are on duty during the rest of the day. Because the firewood in the brigade headquarters is provided by the company, it burns warm almost every day, so many frugal old men and women, and At the moment, the men who play cards together are used to come to the brigade to organize games, you talk about yours, I play mine, and no one disturbs anyone when it is lively.

So everyone in the room heard what the postman said when he came to deliver the letter.

"Provincial newspaper! Gu Zhiqing's article is published in the newspaper again! Oh, hey, our production team has a Wenqu star. During the Chinese New Year, I have to talk to my daughter and let her go to my son-in-law's production team to show off."

"It's reported again, and I don't know how much money I can get this time. Gu Zhiqing is really good. Although he can't do much work, the money he earns with a pen is almost catching up with our income for a long time. Whoever can marry She is really blessed. I heard that the old godmother of the Huo family wanted to tell her son about this marriage. Although she is not a good person, her son is promising and has become a company commander in the army. .”

"No, no, except for Mrs. Huo, the old lady of the Huo family and her few children are not easy to get along with. When the time comes to marry, the man will serve as a soldier all year round, so he must not be bullied to death by Mrs. Huo. I didn't hear that before. It is said that Mrs. Huo took a fancy to Gu Zhiqing, because she knew that he was earning a manuscript fee, and she wanted to take advantage of him, so she asked the matchmaker to come to her door to talk about marriage."

A group of old men and women were discussing in full swing, until a voice broke the silence.

"Did you forget that there is another person? Su Aobai, Jiang Yingzi is her man, and the provincial newspaper also wrote back to him!"

The person who spoke was full of disbelief, and they were already accustomed to reporting Gu Nanshu's articles. Wasn't it surprising that Jiang Yingzi raised that little boy, and the provincial newspaper also replied to him!

Is his article also reported?

After his reminder, everyone woke up, and then looked at the two letters in the postman's hands with fiery eyes.

They are all large documents sealed in kraft paper, which look quite thick. I heard that the provincial newspaper will send a newspaper that published the article, so it will be thicker than ordinary letters.

Looking at these two newspapers with unusual thickness, although everyone didn't want to believe it, they still had to admit that Su Aobai's article was most likely also reported.

In this day and age, most country people don't pay much attention to learning, but this doesn't mean they don't pay attention to educated people, and those whose articles can be published in newspapers, or those who are educated in such excellent newspapers as provincial newspapers, are regarded by them as those in their early years. He is as admired as the master.

They used to mock Jiang Yingzi for buying books for her man every once in a while, but they didn't see him read anything. Now that Su Aobai's article has been reported, the faces of these people are swollen.

Everyone in the brigade headquarters scratched their heads anxiously, wishing to help Su Aobai open the letter.

The team leader received the two letters from the postman, and he felt honored that the educated youths in his production team could publish articles in the provincial newspaper every now and then. He stared and wanted to touch the envelope without washing his hands Then turn on the loudspeaker in the brigade, and directly call Gu Nanshu and Su Aobai over the loudspeaker to get the letter.

Of course, he also shouted loudly, emphatically calling out that this is a letter from the provincial newspaper, and he had to let the people in the surrounding production teams listen to it too.

In this way, the first time Su Aobai knew that the provincial newspaper had replied to him, the whole village knew about it, and the members of several adjacent production teams also heard about it.

Like the people in the brigade, they were not surprised that Gu Nanshu's article could be published in the provincial newspaper, but they were surprised by Su Aobai, who is also so good at writing articles?

*****

"Yingzai, did the article written by the educated youth in your home really appear in the provincial newspaper?"

Hearing the news from the loudspeaker, Jiang Yingzi was more excited than Su Aobai. He directly extinguished the stove and let his son look after the house, while he took Su Aobai's hand and hurried all the way to the brigade headquarters. , and more than one person poked his head out of the yard and talked to the passing couple.

Because Su Aobai had very little contact with members of the production team on weekdays, everyone also used to talk to Jiang Yingzi.

"Yeah, Yingzi, I've never heard you say that your man's writing is so good."

"Su Zhiqing still has such a great ability, it's amazing."

Everyone was preparing new year's goods with pots in their hands, but their thoughts of gossip were not delayed at all.

"It's not necessarily the provincial newspaper."

Because I haven't received the letter yet, Jiang Yingzi is not sure what was written in the letter. She has heard that sometimes the newspaper does not include your article, and will reply a letter to encourage the author.

Although Jiang Yingzi felt in her heart that her man's article was so well written, the provincial newspaper would definitely not miss it, but she couldn't say it to death, otherwise, how good these people are now, the laughter will be so harsh afterwards .

It wasn't until she arrived at the brigade headquarters that she signaled Su Aobai to open the letter with encouraging eyes, and when she saw a remittance slip of fifteen yuan falling out of it, the big stone in her heart fell to the ground.

"Really, it's really reported!"

"Fifteen yuan. I worked hard in the fields all year round, and I only received about a hundred yuan. When someone uses a pen, he can catch up with me for two months."

Under the commune system, farmers don’t get much cash every year. Some production teams with poor harvests may have to owe a sum of money to the commune. Therefore, fifteen yuan is really not a small amount.

After taking a reassurance pill, Jiang Yingzi trembled all of a sudden.

"Hey, I didn't expect to report it, but thinking about it, he loves reading so much, and his articles are so good, how could he not report it."

Jiang Yingzi thinks that her man is the kind of person who quietly engages in literary research, it's okay, she will brag for him.

"Actually, he has always had the habit of writing articles. The paper I bought for him over the years can be stacked up to the ceiling, but at that time he was happy to write. After finishing writing, he didn't know anything except reading it to me. I can still use it for submission, thanks to Gu Zhiqing, who gave my second brother this idea, no, he took one of the articles he wrote before and submitted it to the provincial newspaper, and he also said that if he was lucky enough to be selected for publication, it would be great How much manuscript fee will buy me clothes."

This is indeed what the current Su Aobai said.

"You all know that he is weak, and he can write and draw with a pen. It would really cost him half his life to let him work in the fields. He hasn't earned much work points for the family these years, and he always feels wronged by me. Now Well, he doesn't need to worry about this anymore, but according to me, even if he can't earn anything at home, so what? Rats are meddling in their own business, and they don’t spend their money, do they?”

Jiang Yingzi said with a smile that some members who had ridiculed Su Aobai behind his back for eating soft food felt that they had been reflected, and lowered their heads in embarrassment.

Thinking about it carefully, this is indeed her own business, the breadwinner is no different, these outsider mentors are busy arguing for her.

And judging from Jiang Yingzi's words, their childhood was very sweet, not like the rumors outside, this educated youth is clearly a very conscientious man, and the first draft fee he got was thinking of buying a new one for Yingzi. clothing.

Recall that when Su Aobai first went to the countryside, his body was thin and weak, and he could not even support himself by earning work points. In this case, it is understandable that he recuperates at home all year round. It is not that Yingzi cannot afford to support him. Insects have nothing to do with it, and it's not that they are obviously capable but unwilling to do it.

Of course, they are still recalling the important information revealed in Jiang Yingzi's words.

Su Aobai has written countless articles in the past ten years, and he just took one and submitted it to the newspaper. If he sent all the articles he wrote before to publish, how much would it cost?

They looked at the handsome young man in the bloated padded jacket, and felt that they saw a shining golden mountain.

*****

That night, Jiang Yingzi was more enthusiastic than ever.

As the old saying goes, there are only exhausted cows and no plowed land. Su Aobai wakes up in the morning, brushes his teeth with a toothbrush in one hand, and supports his overworked slender waist with the other.

"dad!"

Jiang Nianbai said hello to his father who was brushing his teeth, then finished a bowl of porridge in two or three gulps, and was ready to go out with his clothes on. Now the relationship between the father and son is very harmonious, when Jiang Nianbai's little friend mentioned his father , no longer ridiculed and ridiculed, but full of envy. This made Jiang Nianbai feel a lot of face, and naturally became a little closer to his father who gave him face.

And what happened yesterday can make Jiang Nianbai more face, so after his mother, he will continue to go out to brag about his father.

Looking at his son's back, Su Aobai's eyes were full of fatherly love.

My name is Su Aobai, Jiang Nianbai's father, I am a signer of the unscrupulous system, this is a good system, my wishing machine, one day I held my waist and shouted: "Give me strength..."

He has already made an appointment for the next reward, and hopes that the system will not be ungrateful.

The author has something to say:

The penultimate paragraph imitates "The Extraordinary Princess She-Ra". I don't know if any friends have watched it. It is really a cartoon from a long time ago. I haven't watched the cartoon, but the words in the second part are special. It is the phrase please give me strength, it seems that many children have said

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