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Chapter 3: The first younger brother

As Qin Hao expected, when he went back, Qin Jianjun and his wife had already started moving things.

Before, Qin Hao, Qin Yu, and Qin Hong lived in this room together. Qin Hao slept on a temporarily installed wooden bed, while Qin Yu and Qin Hong slept on his previous bed. In the words of Qin Jianjun and his wife, before

His bed was too crowded for three people to sleep in. Qin Yu and Qin Hong were not honest in sleeping, and were afraid of crushing him, so they drove him to the wooden bed.

"Their daily necessities can be taken away, but the furniture is all left by my parents. You are not allowed to touch any of it."

As soon as Qin Hao opened his mouth, he immediately aroused unanimous condemnation from Qin Jianjun and his wife, as well as the Qin family's elders.

"White-eyed wolf, feed the unfamiliar White-eyed wolf!"

"As a senior like you, you are not worthy to be the grandson of my Qin family."

Qin Hao sneered: "Dad and grandma, I have severed ties with you. Don't kidnap me with the morality of elders and younger people. You have been sucking blood from my parents all these years. Don't kidnap me anymore."

If you expect to suck my blood, you should think about how to live a better life on your own."

The old man Qin Jiye was so angry that he puffed his beard and glared: "Unfilial descendant, how come our Qin family has such an unfilial descendant like you!"

My grandma also beat her chest and cried, "Oh, Jianguo, you died too early. Look what kind of son you gave birth to. He started to disobey your father and grandma at such a young age."

Qin Jianjun and his wife even pointed at Qin Hao's nose and cursed: "Little bastard, don't think Song Ying can be so nice to you. She only wants your twenty yuan monthly subsidy. When this storm is over,

, she will use your money on her son, and then don’t come to us if you starve to death."

"That's it, if you have the sense to return the twenty yuan as soon as possible, we can forget about it..."

Qin Hao sarcastically said: "I am just a fly, so I think the whole world is a cesspool. Aunt Song will not be like you guys who eat people without spitting out their bones. You should also stop talking bad about her in front of me, otherwise..."

Qin Jianjun and his wife were startled by Qin Hao's sudden display of murderous intent, but they quickly realized that the two adults were frightened by an eight-year-old child.

"Otherwise what? Do you still dare to fight against us?"

Without saying a word, Qin Hao took off his shirt, revealing bruises all over his body: "Believe it or not, if I just scream twice and then tell you to hit me, you will all be in trouble tonight."

In an instant, Qin Jianjun and his wife were so frightened that they took several steps back. Even the Qin family members unconsciously retreated to the living room.

Now Qin Hao is like a hedgehog. The scars on his body are the best weapons. Once he insists that Qin Jianjun and his wife beat him, the neighbors will definitely flock to him. No one will believe the explanation of Qin Jianjun and his wife. After all, they have beaten him before.

The image of abusing relatives and orphans has become deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and now it is reasonable to retaliate at night.

"Okay, no matter how cruel you are, one day you will come back and beg us."

Qin Jianjun could only say a harsh word, packed up the daily necessities of Qin Yu and Qin Hong, and left in embarrassment.

That night, Qin Hao heard the cries of brothers Qin Yu and Qin Hong through the door. There were only three rooms in the house. Originally, the Qin family had one room, Qin Jianjun and his wife had one room, and the two brothers had one room. Now there is one room missing.

, we can only let them follow their parents and squeeze in with their parents.

Qin Yu and Qin Hong were used to being comfortable on weekdays, but they couldn't adapt to it all of a sudden, so they started to make a fuss. Qin Jianjun, his wife, and Qin Jiye were already angry in their hearts, but when these two brothers made a fuss, they couldn't hold back the anger anymore.

, beat the two brothers so hard that they cried loudly.

After the neighbors next door heard about it, it was confirmed that Qin Jianjun and his wife liked to beat their children. Their own children were beaten until they cried, let alone their nephew. Now Qin Jianjun and his wife could not wash themselves away even if they jumped into the Yellow River.

He fell asleep listening to the cries of his two cousins. When Qin Hao woke up, it was already the next morning. There was no watch at home, and he was not sure what time it was, plus it was cloudy.

However, not long after Qin Hao got up and washed up, Song Ying came with fragrant porridge and hot steamed buns.

"Aunt Song, you don't have to make breakfast for me from now on. You still have to go to work. I will make it myself."

Song Ying looked at Qin Hao gobbling up the food and felt a little sad for some reason, but she still had a smile on her face: "Oh, you can also cook, that's great."

"Well, I made all the breakfast at home before." Qin Hao answered seriously.

Qin Jianjun and his wife were drinking porridge in the living room. The hands holding the bowls shook.

Song Ying glared at Qin Jianjun and his wife, but taking into account Qin Hao's self-esteem, she endured it and said softly to Qin Hao: "It's okay, Auntie has to make breakfast for Lin Dongzhe anyway, and it's not easy for him to make breakfast alone.

Well, two people are just right."

The textile factory and the compressor factory provide breakfast. In order to save money and get food stamps, Song Ying and Lin Wufeng would go to the factory to eat during the morning shift.

"Aunt Song Ying, let me cook breakfast from now on. You and Uncle Lin have worked hard, so you can sleep a little longer."

Song Ying heard this and said with a straight face: "Don't talk nonsense, how can Auntie let you cook?"

"Aunt Song Ying, I really treat you as a family member. Since we are family members, don't be so polite. If you keep being so polite, I will only feel uncomfortable."

Seeing Qin Hao acting like a little adult, Song Ying was both amused and distressed.

"Okay then, you go to aunt's house tomorrow and aunt will teach you how to make breakfast."

"OK."

"Eat quickly, it will get cold in a while."

"Um."

Qin Hao gnawed on the buns, and the aroma spread from the room to the living room, making the two brothers Qin Yu and Qin Hong salivate.

"Dad, I want to eat steamed buns too."

Qin Jianjun was so angry that he slapped one person on the head: "I think you guys look like steamed buns!"

The two brothers cried loudly, with lots of tears and runny noses.

Seeing this, Song Ying became even more convinced that Qin Jianjun had violent tendencies. Her own son was often beaten and scolded, let alone his nephew.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! After breakfast, Song Ying took Qin Hao back home. Before leaving, she did not forget to lock Qin Hao's room, which made Qin Jianjun and his wife jump up and down in anger.

"You are guarding against thieves."

"Yes, it's to prevent thieves. It's hard to guard against house thieves today and at night. I don't trust a lock."

Song Ying was not a soft persimmon, she immediately responded with a choked voice, making both the Qin family members gasp with anger.

"Aunt Song Ying, you are awesome."

Hearing Qin Hao's praise, Song Ying smiled even brighter: "This kid really knows how to talk."

"Do you think Auntie's behavior is too harsh?"

"No, the more I think about it, the angrier I feel. The more I take a step back, the more I feel bad. Living is already very tiring. If you feel wronged because you care about other people's opinions, what's the point of living?"

The smile on Song Ying's face gradually turned into surprise. These words did not sound like they were said by an eight-year-old child.

"This is what my mother told me before she left."

Song Ying secretly breathed a sigh of relief when she heard this. This is right. How could an eight-year-old child say such a thing? Then he wouldn't be a monster?

As soon as he arrived at the entrance of Song Ying's courtyard, Lin Dongzhe rushed over and said to Qin Hao.

"Qin Hao, play hide and seek with me."

Song Ying was about to scold Lin Dongzhe when Qin Hao said to her first: "Aunt Song Ying, go to work first. I will take good care of Lin Dongzhe."

When Song Ying saw that it was almost time to go to work, she could only tell Lin Dongzhe before leaving: "Your brother Qin Hao is injured. You are not allowed to touch him. Be obedient at home, otherwise be careful of your butt."

Lin Dongzhe didn't care about Song Ying's threats. When she left, he even made a face at her back.

After watching Song Ying's back disappear into the alley, Lin Dongzhe walked up to Qin Hao in a timid manner, put his hand on his shoulder, and said with a wicked smile.

"From now on, you have to listen to me, you know?"

Qin Hao was happy, this little guy has learned to act like the boss?

"Why should I listen to you?" Qin Hao asked with a smile.

This time, Lin Dongzhe was really stopped by the question. He scratched his head and thought for a while: "Because this is my home. If you are in my home, you have to listen to me."

"Oh, then would you listen to others in other people's homes?"

Lin Dongzhe shook his head subconsciously.

"Then you don't listen to others at other people's homes, why should I listen to you at yours?"

"Yes, why should you listen to me?" Lin Dongzhe was completely involved.

Seeing the expression on Lin Dongzhe's face: What he said makes sense, Qin Hao was happy: "How about this, let's compete to see who is more powerful, and the loser will listen to the winner, how about it?"

Lin Dongzhe tilted his little head and thought about it, and then he thought it was feasible: "Then what do you want to compare?"

"It's more than anything else, it's up to you to decide."

Lin Dongzhe immediately became happy when he heard this: "This is what you said. If you lose, you are not allowed to regret it, you are not allowed to cry, and you are not allowed to file a complaint."

"Whoever complains is the little turtle."

"Hang yourself on a hook and it won't change for a hundred years."

Lin Dongzhe said with a smile on his face: "Let's compete with paper airplanes to see who can fold a paper airplane and fly farther."

Qin Hao was delighted. This little guy had no idea what kind of opponent he was facing.

Soon, Lin Dongzhe found a book at home, tore out two pages from it, and started playing around with it.

In order to convince Lin Dongzhe, Qin Hao decided to fold an Alpha Lock cloud piercing machine that would make children of this era scream. He first folded the paper in half left and right, and then unfolded it, leaving a midline crease...

Lin Dongzhe had folded the paper airplane long ago, but when he saw Qin Hao still tinkering with it, he couldn't help but said proudly: "Hey, I'd better be faster."

"We are competing to see who can fly far, not who can fold it faster." Qin Hao said as the paper airplane in his hand was almost completed.

Lin Dongzhe looked at the "weird-looking" paper airplane in Qin Hao's hand, and then looked at the simple paper airplane in his own hand, feeling inexplicably unsure.

"Maybe it will be windy later. Let's compete three times and win two out of three games."

"good."

In the first round, Lin Dongzhe struggled to throw the paper airplane in his hand, but it only flew about thirty centimeters before plunging to the ground. Qin Hao just threw it casually, and the Alpha Locking Cloud Piercer flew several meters away.

Lin Dongzhe was not convinced, and even deliberately climbed onto the chair in the second game. This time it was better than before, and the plane barely flew about one meter before landing. However, when it reached Qin Hao, he still threw it away, and it was several meters away again.

"How's it going? Are you satisfied?"

Lin Dongzhe still looked unconvinced. Seeing this, Qin Hao decided to give him a little more shock, so he made another round of modifications to the paper airplane.

Then, he saw the paper plane thrown by Qin Hao draw a graceful arc in the air, and then returned to his hand.

Lin Dongzhe seemed to be watching a magic trick, his eyes and mouth opened wide.

"You should be convinced now, right?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Dongzhe hugged Qin Hao and said with a flattering look on his face: "Brother Hao, I'm convinced. I will listen to you from now on. Can you give me this paper airplane to play with?"

"Keep your word?"

"Whoever keeps his word is a little turtle."

"Here, let's play with it."

Qin Hao handed the paper airplane to Lin Dongzhe and was silent.

Near noon, Lin Dongzhe felt hungry, so he took out money and food stamps from his pocket: "Brother Hao, mom gave me money. Let's go out to eat delicious food. There is a wonton shop selling wontons at the entrance of the alley, which is delicious."

This must have been arranged by Song Ying in advance. The reason why she didn't say anything was probably because she was afraid that he would refuse. Song Ying did her best for him. While taking care of him, she also didn't forget to protect his self-esteem from being hurt.

.

"Is there any food at home?"

"Yes, there is, but we don't know how to cook it, and the stove is out, so let's go eat wontons."

In 1977, most cities still used briquettes, and some people burned briquettes directly. Song Ying's family burned briquettes. The advantage of briquettes is that they are resistant to burning, but the disadvantage is that the firepower is not strong enough. Two-person workers like the Song Ying family do not cook at home at noon, but basically cook at night. I would turn off the stove and wait until get off work the next day to turn it on again.

"I can burn the stove and cook the food. You don't have to go out to eat."

Qin Hao said and walked straight to the kitchen. The house Song Ying's family was assigned was two families next to each other. There was a small shared yard and a shared kitchen. As for the toilet, you could only go to the public toilet at the entrance of the alley, which was more than ten meters away.

It's far away and not very convenient, but in this era, having a house of your own means a family with good conditions. Many of them have three or even four generations living together in a small house.

This is also the reason why real estate developed so rapidly in the future. People who came from that era grew up crowded. Later, after the sale of commercial housing was allowed, families with some conditions bought themselves big houses. It was really crowded in that era.

Afraid.

Qin Hao used a match to light the sawdust, then set up the firewood to light the briquettes.

"Brother Hao, you really know how to burn a stove, you are so awesome." Lin Dongzhe said with admiration on his face.

"When you grow up, I'll teach you, but I have to agree first that you can't lie on the ground anymore. I won't play with dirty mud monkeys," Qin Hao said.

"Okay, I won't lie down anymore." Lin Dongzhe nodded his head.

After the stove was lit, Qin Hao started washing rice and cooking. Since there was only one stove, he could only cook the rice first and then the dishes. While cooking, Qin Hao washed and cut the vegetables at home. The meat must be

No, I just ordered radish and cabbage, and the seasonings at home were only salt, soy sauce and vinegar.

But this didn't bother Qin Hao. He made a dish of cabbage and radish stew. Lin Dongzhe almost licked the plate when he ate it.


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