Chapter 121: 00's towing oil bottles (2)

What does a child's holiday life look like?
When Wang Xiuhong was not on vacation, she would get up early in the morning to cook porridge and stir-fry, and every time she would cook an egg into the porridge. While waiting for the rice porridge to be cooked, she would take out half of her clothes and continue to do it .
Wang Xiuhong has not graduated from junior high school, and has been working in the factory all the time. When she was not married before, she worked in a clothes factory in a big city. She used sewing machines and made clothes manually.
At that time, she sent the money she earned back to her home and asked Duan Ye to buy medicine for him.
Later, all kinds of good-looking dresses suddenly started to be popular, pants were not popular, and children's clothes began to be popular in small suits. The factory had too many stocks to sell, and they changed hands. Naturally, these old employees could only leave.
Just when Wang Xiuhong was getting married, he simply returned home, met Duan's father under the introduction of a matchmaker, and later they got married and came to this city together. Wang Xiuhong went into a clothes factory and made clothes for her. It's not difficult to say.
Previously, because sewing with a needle and a thread was too troublesome and did not look good with a sewing machine, she once told her husband whether she could buy an old-fashioned sewing machine that was discarded in the factory. It was cheap and she would use it.
The main reason is that with this sewing machine, she can make whatever clothes the family wears in the future, without the hassle of sewing with one needle and one thread.
But apparently, Duan, who had not passed away at that time, was not so considerate about his wife, and impatiently asked her to sew directly, and what sewing machine to buy was expensive.
Wang Xiuhong has always been a docile man. Her husband refused to buy it. Even if she was making money every month, it was more than enough to buy an old, cheap second-hand sewing machine, but she still did n’t buy it. She just finished cooking and washing dishes every day. After taking care of the children and so on, they started making clothes one stitch at a time.
By the time she made half of her clothes yesterday, most of them were done today, and the rice porridge was almost ready. Then she put down her clothes to cook.
After getting busy, I asked my son to eat.
There are so many children, not to mention Duan Qingen fell asleep last night while Wang Xiuhong fell asleep, and quietly got up to draw and sleep late, so when the mother pushed the door open, gently pushed his son's small shoulder, and shouted softly:
"Qing En, got up and want to eat." When he was born, the little white boy was still blushing and did not respond.
Wang Xiuhong first suspected that the child was sick. After all, the child was a small illness for a few days, but he reached out and touched his forehead, which was normal temperature.
Seems to be tired of crying yesterday.
Thinking of this, she gently helped the son to get rid of the quilt, and went out to eat first.
After she finished eating, she felt that the rice porridge in the bowl was not cold or hot, and Wang Xiuhong came into the room again, called Duan Qingen, and coaxed his confused eyes to wash his son.
There is no microwave at this time, and Wang Xiuhong will go to work again. Although it is summer, children, especially frail children, should not eat cold.
Duan Qingen almost rose up.
He found that he too underestimated the child's body, and slept one night at night.
Therefore, you can see such a scene in Duanjia.
A small beanie was wearing short jackets and big pants, stepping on the small bench in a daze, brushing his teeth obediently in front of the mirror, and his bright black eyes opened and closed for a moment. Look like I used to sleep.
Wang Xiuhong just put her bowl and chopsticks in the kitchen. As soon as she turned around, she saw the lovely look of her son, and her heart softened immediately.
She said, "If you're really sleepy, go to bed after dinner and don't worry about writing your homework."
Duan Qing'en's mouth contained a toothbrush, and he vaguely responded.
When he was ready to wash, he sat down and took a spoon and began to eat seriously.
Wang Xiuhong saw it and praised him: "Qing En is so good, no meal has come out today."
After Duan Qingen finished eating, Wang Xiuhong brushed the bowl and packed it, and kissed his son's fair cheek.
When Wang Baihong's little boy was kissed by himself, and then reached out to cover the place he was kissed, Wang Xiuhong couldn't help but smile:
"Mum is still shy to kiss, we Qing En is really a man."
Duan Qingen didn't understand the relationship between a man and being kissed and shy.
Anyway, he made a ignorant stand at the door to send Wang Xiuhong to work, and added a sweet sentence: "Goodbye mother."
Wang Xiuhong didn't have any time to fight yesterday. Today, he finally found out that his son seems different from before.
Still so good, but willing to speak.
She crouched down, touching her son's small head, and softly coaxed and asked, "Why is Qing En so good today, and she came to take her mother to work? Is she scared at home alone? Or if your mother took you to the factory, you Just playing in the yard, OK? "
The clothes factory she is in is actually allowed to bring children, anyway, it is also piece counting, how much to do, if you are too busy to take care of the children, you have to pay less.
It's just a hot day. The clothes factory is too sultry. Duan Qing'en is weak. Wang Xiuhong is afraid of the child's heat, so he always takes his son as little as possible.
But now it's Qing En's father just now, a little taboo.
Wang Xiuhong thought that it was really impossible. Let Qing En play in the shade of the yard in the factory. Anyway, there was a table, and there was no one when he was working. He was doing good homework or something.
Duan Qingen shook his head: "I'm not afraid, I just want to give my mother away."
Speaking, the little white and beautiful boy who was born in the most ordinary clothes seriously said: "Dad is dead, now only I can protect my mother. I want to grow up and be more sensible and protect my mother."
Wang Xiuhong first froze, then tears fell down.
In fact, when her husband was in the past, there was no way to protect her, and even he hurt her more than anyone did to her.
But looking at such a young son seriously speaking such words, Wang Xiuhong's heart was still not warm.
She wiped her tears and continued to touch her son's small head:
"Qing Enbei, even if Dad isn't there, Mom can take care of you alone."
"You can do your homework in the morning or you can sleep. Mom will give you a dollar. If you want to buy something, go and buy it yourself. Remember to bring the key, you know?"
Duan Qingen nodded and took the piece of money.
At this time, a dollar is a huge sum for a child.
Wang Xiuhong saw that there was no fear in his son's face. He only looked at himself with clear eyes in black and white, and then closed the door with ease.
As soon as the door closed, she let out a sigh of relief.
Actually, without a man, life is still the same as before, isn't it?

Duan Qingen did not continue to sleep in the morning, he first sat at his desk and continued to write and draw.
The characters are incomplete, but they have all learned Pinyin.
At this time, the original owner had begun to read characters. There was also a dictionary in the house, which Wang Xiuhong bought for him. Duan Qingen thought about it, took the bench and took the dictionary from the cabinet and put it on the desk.
Then he started to write small stories.
He is now a primary school student.
A precocious pupil, that is also a pupil.
So if you want to write, you can only write fairy tales.
Duan Qingen wrote for more than an hour, altered it, and wrote about ten pages of stories.
Although it looks a lot, it is actually because the book he uses is the kind of book used by elementary school students.
When he finished writing, he got up and moved his body, and then started drawing.
It is the pictures that accompany these stories.
At about half past ten in the morning, he got off the job.
Just about to pack up and go down, take a breath of fresh air, someone knocked on the door.
Don't even know who it is.
Duan Qingen opened the door, and it was Zheng Yuxuan who stood outside.
She happily held a plate with two thick pancakes on it, and the crispy skin was still slightly tilted.
"Qing En, my mother baked the cake and asked me to come and eat it with you."
Duan Qingen reached out to catch it, and Zheng Yuxuan quickly retracted his hand again: "Don't burn it anymore. This cake just came out, and it will be burned to you. I'll do it. Where?
Duan Qingen: "Just put it in my room."
So the little girl came into the house holding the plate with such care, and after laying it down, she clapped her hands again; "I forgot to take chopsticks."
"Qing En, bring two pairs of chopsticks."
Duan Qingen noticed that she did not take chopsticks. After she said this, he happened to be holding out two pairs of chopsticks.
Zheng Yuxuan took one of them and sat on his "exclusive chair". He rolled the top pie on the plate with chopsticks, then clamped it and put it on his mouth to blow.
While blowing, I took the time to say to Duan Qing'en; "Let's go and catch it tonight. I haven't eaten for a long time. I want to eat a bit."
They have a piece of poplar tree here. At night, when they know it, they will climb on the tree and shed their shells. Zheng Yuxuan used to use Duan Qingen to grab a flashlight to catch it. Once he got it, he halved it. Already.
In fact, she likes to catch because her father likes it. Zheng Yuxuan used to listen to his parents saying that they knew it when they were young.
At that time, every family was having trouble eating and filling their stomachs. Children were hungry fast, so they had to find their own food, fish in the ditch, birds in the mountains, and know, what could fill the stomach and catch anything.
Zheng Yuxuan is sensible and knows that Dad has been in a bad mood since his disability.
He looks like this, he will definitely not be hired in the factory, but he will do nothing except work in the factory, and he has one arm and one leg, and he ca n’t even guard the door. After all, he ca n’t run fast. Let him catch someone.
She vaguely realized that she couldn't comfort his father directly, so she had to be smart and clever, help her mother to do things, and then go to her father to eat.
The child will not hide his mind, Duan Qingen can guess at a glance what she is thinking, he did not pierce, and nodded happily: "Okay, I want to know."
Seeing that the only friend agreed, Zheng Yuxuan was happy. When she was happy, she wanted to do something that made people happy.
So the little girl took the homework out of the schoolbag and said happily, "Let's do today's homework. Finish it early, and you can go early at night."
Duan Qingen nodded and opened the drawer to take out the work inside.
The two were planning to do their homework, and suddenly heard the laughter of a child downstairs.
The laughter was faintly mixed with a few sharp shouts that belonged to the little child alone:
"The monster is here! The monster is here!"
The voice reached their ears, and Zheng Yuxuan's face changed almost immediately.
In this movie, the only one who can be called a monster by a child is her father.
Since her father's legs and feet were missing, those children would see him far away and shouted at the monster.
Zheng Yuxuan was certainly upset that her dad was being said this way, but even if she wasn't allowed to say her dad to those children of the same age, those people would still be as usual.
Even to the point of seeing her, she called a little monster.
Zheng Yuxuan is still a little girl now. Even if she tries to make herself stronger, she is still crying in the face of a group of people calling her little monster.
When she saw her crying, the children were more energetic.
After that, she stopped talking to them.
Because she was smart enough to realize that she couldn't beat these people and could not scold so many people, she could only be bullied when she was delivered.
She just distressed her dad and was told so.
Duan Qingen put down his pen and opened the screen to look out.
Sure enough, Zheng Fu, who was walking with a cane hanging on the cane, limped to this side.
The height was too high, and he could not see the expression on his face, but from the fact that he continued to move forward as if he had not heard, he could see that he had been used to it.
There are still some women in the yard who are sitting and talking while making clothes to meet the soles of the shoes. There are also some of these children and mothers who shout monsters at others, but they don't care, it looks normal.
Human nature is good, but human nature is true.
Especially in the childhood, this time is the most cruel time. Isolate peers, bully and scold, abuse animals, deliberately damage others' property, and steal things.
If parents do not guide them properly, or parents do not stop seeing them, they will do it more confidently.
Some children grow up sensible and start to realize that they have done wrong. They will also reflect on why they can do so many bad things as a child.
However, there are still some children who, due to various factors, will not be able to change these vices until they grow up, and eventually harm others.
Just like the children who are laughing and calling monsters running around, they really feel that one arm is missing and one leg of Zheng Zheng is a monster.
Now that they are crowded, they can still shout out and run away with a smile.
However, if it is a small child or two, they will meet with Father Zheng alone on the road, they will be scared better than the kitten, and they dare not beep at all.
Even dare to run with soft legs.
Because in their hearts, Father Zheng is indeed a monster.
Looking at the shouting young children, Duan Qingen pushed the stool under the table and said to Zheng Yuxuan: "No more homework, let's teach them."
"Forget it."
Although the look on Zheng Yuxuan's face was still not good-looking, he was still rational: "We can't beat them. With so many of them, we can't say anything about them."
"It's okay. We don't need to hit them or scold them. I can deal with them."
Duan Qingen pulled Zheng Yuxuan downstairs.
Although Xiao Qingmei was doubtful, she chose to believe her only friend.
After they went down, Duan Qingen took Zheng Yuxuan directly to the group of children who had already run into the aisle of the building.
They are less than ten people in total, the oldest eight years old and the youngest six years old are all children in this place.
The biggest is a tiger-headed boy, holding a wooden stick in his hand, and hanging his back neck clothes on his back, pretending to be a monk, and other children are pretending to be monsters. magic.
Duan Qingen called his name directly: "Chen Zhanxiong, you are not allowed to call Yuxuan's father a monster again!"
Although Chen Zhanxiong is only eight years old, he grows fast and looks about the same as a ten-year-old child. He has always been very prestigious among this age group of children, and he has always been a prestige of "the second child, the second child and my third child". Look.
Now when I saw Duan Qingen, a kid who was not allowed to play with them, dared to stand up and say such words, and immediately became angry.
"You control me! I just want to say! You play with this little monster, you are also a monster!"
The children on the side said "Boss", and quickly agreed:
"Yes, you are also a monster!"
"You are all monsters !!"
Before waiting for Chen Zhanxiong to come up with a new game for everyone to expel the monsters, the innocent little boy opened the mouth first: "If you don't listen to me, I will definitely make you pay!"
The phrase "paying the price" does not sound like a second child among children, but makes Chen Zhanxiong feel a strong provocation.
He sneered, looking at Duan Qingen's small arms and legs, akimbo: "What can you make me pay, you are a first-grader!"
Duan Qingen glanced at him, pulled Zheng Yuxuan and turned away.
A group of elementary school students froze and laughed.
He also said that paying the price was so scary.
Laughing, Chen Zhanxiong suddenly found through the alley, Duan Qingen went straight to his sister who had moved the table and sat in the yard to do her homework and just went to high school.
Their family does not have a preference for sons and daughters, and his sister's grades are much better than him. He will steadily go to college in the future and will be the first child in the family.
A well-informed and sensible person who will help the family with housework and not worry about it, but also because of their excellent grades, the parents have a good face with a big face outside.
He has a bad grade with a naughty boy, and always runs without taking a nap when he is not obedient. His homework must be stared or he will slip away. He did n’t know how much he spent on clothes and shoes. Big pants bitch.
Which one is more favored at home, at a glance.
In particular, parents have to go to work. From childhood to age, Chen Zhanxiong was basically brought by his sister, especially during the holiday period, basically whether he can go out to play depends on his sister.
Chen Zhanxiong is more afraid of his sister than his parents.
Because he annoyed his parents, his parents wanted to hit him and he could run, but if his sister wanted to hit him ...
She is the one who wins the one-kilometer championship every year at the school games.
Chen Zhanxiong suddenly had an unknown hunch.
He hurried over and then just heard Duan Qingen talking.
The young boy with big peas had neat and neat clothes on his body, and his white and tender-looking face was full of longing for his sister:
"Sister Chu, do you still have the tape you gave to Chen Zhanxiong last time? I wanted to hear it last time, but Chen Zhanxiong accidentally lost it and could n’t borrow it. Sister Chu you can lend it if you still have it Do I listen? It's a hot tape. "
After seeing Duan Qingen come down, Chen Chuchu, who laughed and listened to him, after understanding, "..."
The smile on the girl's face disappeared.
She took a deep breath and gently asked Xiaodou Ding in front of her:
"Qing En, did you really see my tape in Chen Zhanxiong?"
Duan Qingen nodded and said crisply, "Yeah, Chen Zhanxiong also took to the school last time, saying that it was bought by your elder sister."
Chen Chuchu's expression gradually became irritable.
She stood up sharply, looking at Zhengyuan with a horrified look at her brother, and strode across.
"Chen Zhanxiong, you little bunny! You dare to take my cassette tape! But I saved it for a long time and saved it! It was h.o.t !!! You lost it!"
"Don't run !!! I must kill you today !!!"
Fifteen minutes later, his sister was caught, and the cry of howling Chen Zhanxiong rang through the entire courtyard.
Duan Qingen ran back to the alley with Zheng Yuxuan.
A group of children were carefully looking at the boss to be beaten, seeing Duan Qing'en coming, they all stared at him with vigilance and vigilance, what he looked like a poisonous creature.
Duan Qingen ordered his personal name again:
"Zhang Ziqiang, you are not allowed to call Yuxuan's father a monster again, you know!"
Zhang Ziqiang is the second-largest child in their small group. When Chen Zhanxiong couldn't come out, he was playing with other children.
Seeing Duan Qingen say this, he listened to Chen Zhanxiong's howl in his ear, his heart beating.
But still very strong: "Why should I listen to you, no! I will call!"
Duan Qingen narrowed his eyes and looked at him. When he was about to be angry, the freshman was pulling Zheng Yuxuan away.
This time he ran directly to Zhang Ziqiang's house, knocked on the door, saw Zhang's mother coming out, and asked his head directly.
"Auntie, where did you buy the big gyro for Zhang Ziqiang, and I want my mother to buy one for me."
Mother Zhang looked puzzled: "What top?"
Duan Qingen: "It's the big top that costs ten dollars. He bought it last week and kept it at school. He said you bought it for him, aunt, where did you buy it?"
Mother Zhang immediately remembered that she had somehow lost ten yuan last week.
At that time, she had just returned from the outside. She put her jacket on a chair and had ten dollars in her pocket. When she disappeared, she thought she had accidentally lost it.
A big top for ten dollars ...
Five minutes later, Zhang Ziqiang was pierced by his aggressive mother, and went all the way, scolding and taking home.
After Duan Qingen returned, he looked again at the third largest person in the small group.
The little boy, seven and a half years old, took a step back quietly: "..."
He swallowed, carefully, "I won't say Zheng Yuxuan's father is a monster in the future."
"I will never say it again!"
Duan Qingen squinted to see the other children.
"We won't say it anymore, we really won't say it."
"Don't look at me, I never said that."
When you have mastered the skill of the complaint, you will definitely get it.
The accusation has always been annoying.
But when you are the sue ...
Hey, it's a bit cool.