Chapter 349: Substitute Literature Never Goes Out of Style

"There's nothing I can't believe when Dad speaks," Yuan Xiang said.

Changing the subject, "Dad has to buy me batteries."

She learned from Zhao Zhao that the radio consumed batteries.

"Buy." Yuan Xiang's father rubbed his hands, very expectant.

Eldest Aunt Song stared at him, "Did you hide private money?"

"Where would I have money? I don't even have a coin in my pocket," Yuan Xiang's father said hurriedly, planning to transfer the two small notes he hid in the sole of his shoe to a new location that night.

"No coins doesn't mean no small notes." Eldest Aunt Song stared at him, very aggressive.

If a man has money, he will mess around. She wouldn't let a man have money in his hands.

"No small notes either!" Yuan Xiang's father had hidden private money for a lifetime; how could she see his guilty conscience? He acted as honest as could be.

"Better not have any, otherwise I'll beat you," Eldest Aunt Song said fiercely.

Yuan Xiang's father hummed in his heart and didn't make a sound.

Ever since Xiang Xiang found a partner in the city and successfully got engaged to the Li family, and the future son-in-law showed that he valued Xiang Xiang, his wife had been floating very high. She walked with a gust of wind, and her momentum was getting stronger and stronger. She was very difficult to deal with.

Yuan Xiang listened to the bickering of her parents and took the radio.

She told her father how to turn it on and off, and how to change channels.

There weren't many channels, but people who hadn't seen this thing were always full of interest.

"It really has sound, and it's quite clear. The big shots in the city live really comfortably, sitting in the office earning money, not having to face the yellow earth and back to the sky, and can even listen to the broadcast. It's beautiful to death." Yuan Xiang's father wished he could put his ears into the iron lump to listen, his words envious, indescribably sour.

Really, how could they be reincarnated so well.

Yuan Xiang frowned, "Dad, not all people in the city are that comfortable. The work in the factory is also very tiring. Some people walk more than ten kilometers a day. It's not ventilated inside, and they work in wet clothes in the middle of summer. They need money to buy a scallion. Many people live in pigeon cages. The place where a big family lives isn't as big as our room... If they cough at night, the neighbors can hear it..."

Yuan Xiang's father had been busy earning work points and didn't have many opportunities to chat with his daughter. This was the first time he knew these "secrets" of the city.

His eyes were wide open, like a badger that had fallen into a melon field, "Did your son-in-law tell you?"

"He's not your son-in-law yet," Yuan Xiang said somewhat embarrassedly.

She rubbed the heat on her cheeks with her fingers and said, "Mm, Zhao Zhao also told me some."

Yuan Xiang's father muttered, "I think the house of your uncle's family is quite big."

Little Brother-in-law was the person he envied the most, and there was no substitute.

Eldest Aunt Song rolled her eyes at him and said with honor, "Xiang Xiang's uncle is a high-level talent! Do you know what a high-level talent is? Very precious, the kind that every big factory begs him to come to their door."

Yuan Xiang's father curled his lips.

Who didn't know?

If it weren't for the estrangement between his wife and her own brother, their family would have long since benefited from Xiang Xiang's uncle's light. Even if they couldn't benefit from the light, they would be looked at differently by the commune and the brigade leader.

Sigh.

Regret was regret, but Yuan Xiang's father was open-minded and wouldn't be incompetently furious.

This was also one of the reasons why Eldest Aunt Song took a fancy to him.

"Xiang Xiang, didn't your son-in-law say he would find you a job? When you marry over, put your heart into it. If you become a worker, there will be light on your father's face, and I'll have to walk sideways."

Yuan Xiang nodded, "I'm putting my heart into it."

Her partner said there was news, and he would go ask about it first. He would tell her after it was decided, to avoid being happy for nothing.

"Xiang, how much certainty do you think there is in this matter?"

Yuan Xiang said helplessly, "How would I know? As long as the grain and oil relationship hasn't been transferred, there's a possibility of a change."

Eldest Aunt Song echoed, "Yes. When Zhao Zhao just graduated, didn't your uncle find her a job? Just as he was about to ask if she was willing, that job was intercepted."

If she had to say, Zhao Zhao was a bit pretentious. What was there to pick about a job? Occupying it under one's own butt was the right way. It wasted several years in vain, several hundred yuan in several years.

Turning to think, Zhao Zhao was spoiled by the Lin family and her uncle, and hadn't suffered any hardships, so it wasn't strange to be picky.

"Your niece still has times when she's taken advantage of? Really strange." Yuan Xiang's father rarely heard that Lin Zhao suffered a loss and was very shocked.

"Taken advantage of?" Eldest Aunt Song sneered, "Didn't that family bring things to the Song family a few days later? Do you know what they went for?!"

"What did they go for? They couldn't have gone to give up the job?!" Yuan Xiang's father guessed boldly.

"That didn't happen, but that family apologized to Zhao Zhao and said a bunch of nice words. Plus, Zhao Zhao didn't fancy that job, so the matter was settled," Eldest Aunt Song could be considered to have watched this niece Zhao Zhao grow up. If she didn't want to, no one could take advantage of her.

Yuan Xiang's father sighed with emotion, "It can be seen that Little Brother-in-law is indeed powerful, and everyone is willing to sell him face."

Eldest Aunt Song glanced at him, "You don't know this. Zhao Zhao's face is even bigger. I heard people say that if you want to ask Little Brother to do something, the possibility of asking him directly is far less than the possibility of asking Zhao Zhao. No one in the entire textile factory doesn't know about this. I said so, do you know why that family came to the door?"

"Hiss... hiss..." Yuan Xiang's father sucked in a few breaths of cold air, "I know."

"This is too, outrageous." He simply couldn't understand.

Being better to a niece than to his own son was too unbelievable.

"What's outrageous about it? Zhao Zhao grew up in front of her uncle and is the only girl in the Lin family. It's not strange that her uncle dotes on her," Eldest Aunt Song said, "It's also loving the house and its crow. Little Brother and Xiwei have deep feelings."

She knew in her heart that Little Brother was loving the house and its crow. Xiwei treated him with sincerity and helped him climb the blue clouds. Him being good to Zhao Zhao, wasn't it also wanting to raise Xiwei again?

Thinking of the experience of almost starving to death when she was young, Eldest Aunt Song's heart sank and sank. She could survive, thanks to having such a capable sister as Xiwei. Many sisters from childhood didn't live to adulthood, and those who survived by luck were also exchanged for food.

Girls in those years were really worthless. A few black cakes could be exchanged away.

In the Song family, if it weren't for a powerful person who could carry the tripod, a few thin monkeys without a father or mother wouldn't have survived so easily.

"Loving the house and its crow, that's very normal." Yuan Xiang's father expressed he understood. Didn't he also treat Xiang Xiang with care because she looked like the little old lady who was best to him?

That little old lady couldn't bear to eat or wear, and left everything good for him. She left this world without enjoying a day of happiness, making his heart feel like a giant stone hanging down every time he thought of it.

Seeing Xiang Xiang doing well, he seemed to see the little old lady in his memory living another kind of life—eating well, dressing warmly, no one beating or scolding her, laughing happily every day...

Lin Zhao: Substitute literature never goes out of style.

On the way back to the brigade from the Yuan family, Lin Zhao sneezed three times in a row, reached out to pull her mask, and accelerated her pedaling.

Without carrying anyone, riding was easier, and it only took half the time to go back.

As soon as the bicycle appeared at the entrance of the village, Da Huang and Hu Po ran over with their tails up.

The happiness of raising Wang Wang dogs was concretized at this moment.

"Going home." Lin Zhao didn't stop. The two dogs chased the car on the left and right, barking "woof woof" from time to time. Facing the sun, this scene made people look sideways.

The twins, who were playing soccer in the village with their little friends, saw it, stopped playing, held the ball and chased the car, their faces full of big smiles, and a string of clear laughter leaked from their rosy mouths.

People in the village saw it and laughed, "The twins of the Gu family are really spirited, their laughter is really loud, making people feel good when they hear it."

"Yes, the rising sun, full of vitality, just like the piece of land we step on, everything is moving toward the good, flourishing day by day."

Everyone looked at the flat gravel road under their feet, planning to save enough money to build a brick and tile house, full of energy.

Life is getting more and more to look forward to.

Grow mushrooms, grow mushrooms!

As the weather turned cold, the price of this thing went up. The more you grow, the more you earn. Every household is trying to find ways to expand the planting area.

The Gu family is the same. The first and second rooms are busy with their feet not touching the ground.

This is not it, Zhao Liuniang specially came to the door to talk about "returning" the job to Lin Zhao.

"..." Almost forgot there was such a thing as going to work.

Lin Zhao was silent.

Sure enough, vacation is addictive.

Ah ah ah, don't want to go to work.

"... You didn't forget you still have a job, did you?" Zhao Liuniang was speechless.

Lin Zhao cleared her throat.

Zhao Liuniang: "..."

"Heart is really big." Zhao Liuniang was stunned, "And not afraid that I would occupy your job."

"Gu Gu Ersao doesn't look down on my job; what I earn isn't as much as what you grow mushrooms," Lin Zhao pretended to sigh.

"Don't talk about the virtual, the second half is true, but there is no heart that looks down on the supply and marketing cooperative job. This job is guaranteed regardless of drought or flood. Whoever looks down on it is a fool." After a few sentences, Lin Zhao felt a heart-piercing arrow in her chest.

She didn't look down on it; not wanting to go to work was true, especially this kind of fixed time, it was simply like being in prison!

"I know Gu Gu Ersao's intention, I'll go to work tomorrow." Lin Zhao put on a painful mask.

The days of waking up naturally are gone forever, sad T～～T

Zhao Liuniang was anxious to grow mushrooms and couldn't sit still at all. She left a sentence to send a basket to Third Brother's wife when it was grown, and left in a hurry.

Lin Zhao: "..."

Suddenly really want to follow the army. If I follow the army, at least there will be a long, long window period without having to go to work. The next job must, must not be in prison again.

"Mom, why doesn't our family grow mushrooms? Yuan Bao, Tie Niu, Little Calf... whose family doesn't grow mushrooms? Our family doesn't have any." Gu Hangbao was cleaning the dust on the surface of the soccer ball with a rag and took the time to glance at Lin Zhao.

"Need to rot fertilizer, I think it's smelly." Lin Zhao found a reason casually.

"I'm not afraid of the smell," Gu Hangbao said.

"If you're not afraid of the smell, go to the old house to help your grandfather, plant however you want to plant," Lin Zhao gave the second cub an idea.

Gu Hangbao thought of the smell of the mushroom room, his little expression stiffened slightly, but he didn't retreat, saying, "Okay, I'll go find my grandfather tomorrow."

"Really a filial little friend, I hope you persist." Lin Zhao praised him a little.

Gu Hangbao was radiant, "I can persist the most. I can already blow the new song that Great-Grandpa De taught us. I'll blow it for you after I finish wiping the soccer ball."

"Okay, really great, wait for your father to come back, you blow it for him too, my cubs are all multi-talented cubs." Lin Zhao's words were proud.

The two children were floating, thinking about learning more seriously in the future.

Just as they were talking, a familiar voice came from outside.

It was the postman.

Lin Zhao walked out quickly and skillfully took the letter and package.

Returned home.

"Mom, whose letter is it? Dad's or Uncle's?!" Xiang Yubao stood on tiptoe and asked anxiously.

"Sent from the capital, it's your dad." Lin Zhao replied and tore open the envelope gently.

Spreading out the letter paper, familiar handwriting appeared before her eyes.

After reading the letter in ten lines, Lin Zhao smiled, a bright smile blooming on her moist face, charming and moving.

"Your dad has earned merit and is now a deputy regiment commander. The letter also says he will come home for the New Year this year."

Hearing this, the twins' identical black eyes appeared bright.

"Really? Dad is coming home for the New Year?!" Xiang Yubao said excitedly, his volume twice as loud as usual.

"Really, it's true." Lin Zhao was also happy. Having been married to Gu Chenghuai for almost seven years, the number of times she and her husband spent the New Year together was pitifully small.

Gu Hangbao laughed, jumped up and clapped his hands, happy, "Reunion year, happy year, I like the New Year."

He grabbed Lin Zhao's hem, his eyes bright, "Mom, does Dad dare to set off firecrackers? I want to be with him."

"Look at what you're saying, your dad can even shoot a gun, how could he not dare to set off firecrackers." Lin Zhao glared at him.

"Hehe, I forgot," Gu Hangbao laughed, muttering, "I haven't seen it before..."

"What are you saying?" Lin Zhao squinted at him.

The little guy looked obedient, "I said what to eat later, I'm hungry."

"Eat potato and sausage braised noodles, you two go to the old house to pick up Qian Bao and Yao Bao," Lin Zhao ordered.

"Hey."

The brothers held hands and went.

Old house.

Gu Hangbao, who couldn't hide his words, said loudly, "Grandpa, Grandma, there's a big happy event, a super big happy event!!"

This sound shook everyone in the old house.

The Gu family never spoiled the fun and walked out very cooperatively.

Gu Yucheng: "What happy event?"

Zhao Liuniang was puzzled, "What happy event do you need to specially come to say? I just went over and your mother didn't say anything."

Lai Mei said, "The biggest happy event I can think of... is that you got a super thick bonus. Besides this, what other happy event is there?"

Gu Fu had just been busy in the mushroom room, and the smell on his body was complex, not good to smell. He deliberately stayed away from his family and urged, "Xiang Yubao, if there's any happy event, say it quickly. Grandpa smells, it's not good to stay in the courtyard all the time."

Xiang Yubao's expression was serious, "Grandpa doesn't smell."

After finishing, he continued, "My dad wrote a letter, my dad became a deputy regiment commander, and my dad will come home for the New Year this year."

Three sentences explained three happy events.

The Gu family was ecstatic.

Gu Mu reacted first, her face full of spring breeze, "Really? Third son is coming home for the New Year. He hasn't come back for the New Year for many years. Why does he have leave this year? That's great, our family can have a reunion New Year."

"Your father was promoted? Chenghuai became a regiment commander?!" Gu Yucheng's tone almost changed, and he frantically pinched his palm in excitement.

Pain.

It's true!

Zhao Liuniang was also happy, joyfully saying, "Good event, it's indeed a big happy event, shouldn't we celebrate? Father, Mother, I'll kill a chicken later, let's eat together to celebrate."

Gu Mu nodded, "It must be celebrated! Bang Bang, go to your eldest uncle's place, tell them to come to the old house to eat today, Xiang Yubao, go tell your mother, let her not cook."

The children got the order and went to do things obediently.

Gu Fu was so excited that his hands trembled.

Trying hard to keep calm, his lips started to tremble in the end.

"Regiment commander... regiment commander..."

"Blue smoke is rising from the ancestral grave."

"It's a pity I can't offer incense or burn paper, otherwise I really want to kowtow a few times to the ancestors, ancestors bless."

The old man laughed out loud, "My son is promising, I, Gu Feng, haven't lived in vain in this life!" ===== CHAPTER 350 =====