When Song Ying came back from get off work, she was surprised to find that her son Lin Dongzhe, who used to make himself look like a monkey, was playing clean in the yard.
The stove in the kitchen is still boiling hot water, and several boiling water bottles nearby are also filled with hot water.
"Haozi, this stove..."
Before Song Ying could finish asking, Lin Dongzhe answered first: "Brother Hao made it all, and he even cooked for me. The radish and cabbage stew is more delicious than what mom makes."
Song Ying was stunned and subconsciously looked at Qin Hao.
"Aunt Song, I'm used to doing all these housework in the Qin family, so you don't have to be polite to me. From now on, you can leave the housework to me when you go to work, and I will take good care of Lin Dongzhe."
When Song Ying heard this, she felt even more sorry for Qin Hao. Thinking about the scene of an eight-year-old child being forced to burn the stove, cook, and fetch hot water, she kept scolding Qin Jianjun and his wife for being nothing.
When Lin Wufeng came back, Song Ying called him to the kitchen and told him about today's situation vividly.
"I wonder why you started cooking so quickly today? It turns out you have a little helper." Lin Wufeng joked.
Song Ying rolled her eyes at him and said awkwardly: "But I always feel that this is not good. After all, Haozi is only an eight-year-old child. After all, he is only five or six months older than Lin Dongzhe. Look at what Lin Dongzhe will do.
The sky was lying on the ground like a toad."
"Besides, I became Haozi's guardian because I felt sorry for the child and wanted to help him. Now I let him do housework all day long. What will happen? Zhou Papi, if the neighbors know about it, they still don't know how to arrange it for me."
Lin Wufeng thought: "That's right."
"However, Haozi is far more mature than his peers. As he said, he really treats us as family. If we are too polite to him, we might break his heart."
Song Ying was in a dilemma: "That's what I'm worried about."
"By the way, Haozi is eight years old this year. Can he go to elementary school?"
In the 1970s, children generally went to school late. They did not start the first grade of primary school until they were seven or eight years old. Primary school was also a five-year system, and it was not until the late 1970s that it was changed to a six-year system.
Song Ying's eyes lit up: "Yes, we can let him go to school, so that he goes to school when we go to work, and when he gets out of school, we are almost off work, so he doesn't need to do so much housework."
"Then you won't have such a good helper." Lin Wufeng joked.
Song Ying curled her lips and said, "I didn't bring Haozi back just to let him work for me. In that case, what's the difference between me and Qin Jianjun and the others?"
"My wife is really a kind-hearted person."
"You just know."
After Song Ying was complacent, she whispered to Lin Wufeng: "Did you notice anything different about Lin Dongzhe today when you came back?"
"Nothing different, right? Did he get into trouble again?" Lin Wufeng asked doubtfully.
Song Ying said angrily: "Didn't you find that Lin Dongzhe is much cleaner today than before?"
"It seems to be true."
"And Lin Dongzhe was still calling Qin Hao yesterday. Now he is always in front of Brother Hao and behind Brother Hao. He is almost a follower of the adult family."
Lin Wufeng couldn't help but be surprised when he heard this: "You mean, Haozi subdued Lin Dongzhe, the grandson, in just one day?"
While eating, Lin Wufeng and Song Ying finally got the answer.
Especially when Lin Wufeng saw the paper airplane folded by Qin Hao, he almost lost his grip on the bowl in his hand.
As a college student in the 1960s, Lin Wufeng also studied science and engineering, and dynamics was a required course. What he saw was not only the unique shape of the paper airplane, but also the knowledge of dynamics and aerodynamics hidden under the unique shape.
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This is definitely not knowledge that an eight-year-old child can master.
"Haozi, where did you learn this paper airplane?"
Qin Hao replied casually: "It was taught by my father. He also learned it from an old man in the cowshed. Later I heard that the old man died."
Lin Wufeng couldn't help but sigh secretly after hearing this. This kind of thing was very common in the 1960s. At that time, many of his classmates were assigned to remote areas with very difficult conditions because of their family background. They were assigned to mines, railways, and farms. Because of his family background, he was
The poor peasants were lucky enough to be assigned to the factory, and they were considered to have a better life among that group of classmates.
"That's such a pity." Lin Wufeng said to Qin Hao.
"Haozi, I just discussed with your Aunt Song Ying and planned to send you to school. What do you think?"
Qin Hao pretended to hesitate: "It's great to be able to go to school, but the tuition fee..."
Song Ying said with a smile: "Don't worry, you have a subsidy of twenty yuan a month. How can a child use so much money? It is enough for you to go to school."
"Then it's settled, I'll go to the school tomorrow and ask."
"Thank you Aunt Song and Uncle Lin."
"You're so polite and you treat us like a family." Song Ying said angrily.
Qin Hao pretended to be stupid and smiled.
Lin Dongzhe on the side rolled his eyes: "Mom, let Brother Hao go to the attached primary school, so that we can have a companion."
Song Ying glared at him: "You want to have a companion, you want to have a playmate, I tell you Lin Dongzhe, it doesn't matter if you don't study hard yourself, don't influence Haozi, otherwise I won't look at you
Smash your ass."
"Yeah, I can go to school with Brother Hao." When Lin Dongzhe saw his mother's promise, he jumped out of the chair with excitement. As a result, he accidentally fell and fell on his face, causing him to lie on the ground for a long time in pain.
Song Ying and Lin Wufeng saw their son extremely happy and sad, and they didn't know whether to comfort him or laugh loudly.
"By the way, I heard that our neighbor will move in tomorrow. Our two children are in the attached elementary school. My husband is a teacher, so we don't need to work three shifts. From now on, we will have an adult at home to take care of us when we go to work."
After dinner, the family chatted in the courtyard. Unfortunately, it was cloudy in Suzhou recently and the stars could not be seen.
After hearing what Song Ying said, Lin Wufeng also had some expectations for his new neighbor.
Early in the morning, Lin Wufeng went to ask Qin Hao about going to the attached primary school. Since it was Sunday, Song Ying did not need to go to work, so she stayed at home to make breakfast for Qin Hao and Lin Dongzhe.
However, God was not kind to us. Just after breakfast, it started to rain.
Song Ying discovered that Wang Yong's family next door had dug a hole in the yard where they lived so that they could drain sewage into other people's yards when it rained.
Song Ying was so angry that she stood on the wall and cursed: "Wang Yong, you bastard, you bastard, please plug up the hole for me quickly, otherwise I will never be done with you."
Wang Yong said shamelessly: "Oh, isn't it just a small hole? Why are you howling so early in the morning?"
Just as the two were getting into a verbal fight, their new neighbor, Huang Ling, brought her son and daughter, Zhuang Tunan and Zhuang Xiaoting, to the gate of the yard on a tricycle.
Seeing Huang Ling and her two children struggling to move furniture, Song Ying ignored her quarrel with Wang Yong and rushed over to help.
"Why are you three the only ones moving? Where is Teacher Zhuang?" Song Ying asked curiously.
Huang Ling forced a smile: "He is on a business trip."
"Oh, let me help you move it."
As soon as Song Ying finished speaking, Qin Hao followed her. Lin Dongzhe thought it was something fun and followed him: "I'm here to help, too."
Huang Ling looked at Qin Hao and Lin Dongzhe with some confusion. She and Song Ying worked in the same factory. Although they were not in the same workshop, they still knew the general situation. The other party should only have one child. Why did there appear two of them now?
Come.
Song Ying seemed to notice Huang Ling's doubts, so she lowered her voice and said: "This is Huijuan's son, and he will live in our family from now on."
Huang Ling was stunned when she heard this. She had heard about Huijuan, and also heard that her son was abused by his uncle and almost went to the police station. However, she did not combine Song Ying with her neighbor at first. After all, in this era, people with the same name are too common.
If there are too many, it means building a country and loving the people.
"You can take the small ones, and let the adults take the big ones. Be careful not to hurt yourself," Huang Ling reminded.
"Yeah." Zhuang Tunan was very obedient and picked up the small ones.
However, Qin Hao carried a table by himself, which frightened Song Ying and Huang Ling.
"Haozi, don't show off, put it down quickly, let me and your Aunt Huang take this."
Qin Hao, however, carried the table all the way to Huang Ling's living room with his short legs.
"It's okay, Aunt Song, Aunt Huang, I'm very strong, this little weight is nothing."
Before Qin Hao finished speaking, his younger brother Lin Dongzhe was the first to stand up and support him.
"Brother Hao, you are so powerful. If anyone dares to bully me in the future, you can beat him for me."
Song Ying heard this and gave Lin Dongzhe a hard look: "Lin Dongzhe, please be honest with me. It's good if you don't bully others. Who dares to bully you?"
Huang Ling stepped forward to move the table and found that it was difficult for an adult to move it. She was secretly surprised that a child who looked so thin could be so strong.
With Qin Hao's help, the move was quickly completed. Huang Ling took Zhuang Tunan and Zhuang Xiaoting to pull a cart. After the work was done, Huang Ling deliberately gave Qin Hao and Lin Dongzhe a few candies.
Qin Hao was not polite and took the next step. Lin Dongzhe couldn't wait to peel off the sugar coating, threw it into his mouth, and narrowed his eyes in pleasure.
"Well, it's so sweet."
Zhuang Tunan and Zhuang Xiaoting also stuffed the candies into their mouths: "It's really sweet."
Children's friendship is so simple, and within an hour the four of them became familiar with each other.
When it was almost noon, Lin Wufeng came back and brought good news. The attached primary school agreed to let Qin Hao go to class next week.
"So, we can go to school together in the future?" Lin Dongzhe was immediately happy when he heard that Zhuang Tunan and his sister also went to the attached primary school.
Huang Ling also told Zhuang Tunan: "Tunan, you are in fifth grade, your sister, Qin Hao, and Lin Dongzhe are still in first grade. Remember to keep an eye on them when you go to and from school."
"Yes, Mom, I can." Zhuang Tunan nodded obediently.
Song Ying became more and more satisfied with Huang Ling as her neighbor.
Early the next morning, Qin Hao was sent to report by Lin Wufeng. After all, it was the first day of school, and he still didn't feel comfortable letting Qin Hao, a child, go alone, even though Qin Hao repeatedly said that he could do it alone.
"Haozi, then you should go to class with the teacher first. I have to go to work too." Lin Wufeng kept sending Qin Hao outside the classroom.
"Goodbye, Uncle Lin."
As soon as the teacher took Qin Hao into the class, Lin Dongzhe exaggeratedly shouted: "Brother Hao, here."
"Lin Dongzhe, please be honest." The teacher gave Lin Dongzhe a hard look, and then asked Qin Hao to sit in the front row. He was thousands of miles away from Lin Dongzhe. She was very aware of Lin Dongzhe's destructive power.
There are no children around you who are not affected.
Lin Dongzhe was so depressed that he kept glancing towards Qin Hao during class, and was forced to stand by the teacher.
It was not until the end of get out of class that Lin Dongzhe was able to regain his freedom.
The classmates in the class were all very curious about Qin Hao, a new student, and Lin Dongzhe immediately became an "inquirer".
"Brother Hao is amazing. The paper airplanes he folds fly very far and can even fly back. He is also very strong. He can lift a table that is bigger than our desk in one go.
"
Lin Dongzhe's words were immediately questioned by his classmates.
"Hmph, this is the paper plane that Brother Hao folded. If you don't believe it, I will fly it for you to see."
As he spoke, Lin Dongzhe came to the podium and threw the paper plane out with all his strength. Sure enough, the paper plane flew all the way to the last row before plunging down.
This scene immediately shocked a group of little guys. Lin Dongzhe enjoyed the shocked expressions of his little friends and folded his arms proudly.
"How about it, I didn't lie to you."
As a result, paper airplanes have become the mainstream of the class's extracurricular activities. Most students are making origami airplanes, and some even tear up and fold the textbooks.
Then the teacher discovered it, and the teacher was so angry that he called Lin Dongzhe, the culprit, to stand behind him.
In the remaining one month of 1977, Qin Hao completely became a first-year primary school student. He went to and from the attached primary school with Zhuang Tunan and the other two every day.
Over the past month or so, Qin Hao's scars have gradually faded, and his body has gradually gained some muscle from being as thin as a bamboo pole before. This has also made Song Ying's reputation skyrocket.
After all, when she has a child, she can still raise an unrelated child so well, which is enough to prove that she has a kind heart.
After New Year's Day, even as it entered 1978, it rained heavily. Lin Wufeng and Song Ying discussed it and blocked the drainage outlet in the yard at night, and then used sandbags to build up the entrance of the two houses.
, as a result, Wang Yong’s family next door suffered a disaster. When he woke up early in the morning, he found that the living room of his home was flooded.
He quickly begged his grandfather and grandma to ask Lin Wufeng to clear the drainage outlet. He asked the housing management department to ask for cement to fill the hole in the middle of the two yards.
Now the entire cotton mill knew that Song Ying's family was a thorn in their side, and they were not to be offended. For several days, neighbors would avoid them when they saw them.
On this day, Qin Hao was doing homework in the yard. The first-grade homework was really boring, but he still had to pretend, after all, he was still a first-year student who had just gone to school for less than two months.
Lin Dongzhe reluctantly touched the fish under his supervision.
At this moment, a middle-aged man wearing a gray tunic suit and black-rimmed glasses walked in with a bow in hand.