Just when the neighbors in the Cotton Mill Family Alley were accustomed to seeing Qin Hao on TV, in early August, Qin Hao suddenly appeared at the entrance of the alley.
"Oh, isn't this our little national player who often appears on TV? Why is he... back?" Aunt Li was a little stunned and almost dropped the basin for pouring sewage to the ground.
Qin Hao smiled at Aunt Li: "Well, I'm back. Long time no see Aunt Li."
"It's been a long time since I last saw you. How was your game? The TV station hasn't finished broadcasting it yet."
"The game is over. I will be back."
"Oh, that's it. Then don't be sad. You are still young. Playing chess with so many adults, you are already very good at reaching the quarterfinals."
Listening to Aunt Li's comfort, Qin Hao secretly laughed. Did he think he was eliminated?
"Aunt Li, I'm going home first and we'll talk later."
"Okay, you are such a good boy. You will help our cotton spinning factory and Suzhou gain momentum." Aunt Li watched Qin Hao walking deeper into the alley with a smile.
Neighbors would pop up from time to time in the narrow alley to say hello to Qin Hao. Qin Hao responded while walking on the bluestone. After more than a month, he returned to the familiar door of the small courtyard. Before he could push it away,
The door, the door opened from the inside.
"Brother Hao, you're back, I miss you so much."
A chubby little boy bumped into him and gave Qin Hao a bear hug.
Zhuang Xiaoting, who was doing her summer homework in the courtyard, also looked over in surprise: "Qin Hao, are you back?"
"Well, I'm back." Qin Hao smiled at Zhuang Xiaoting, and then pulled Lin Dongzhe into the house.
Huang Ling came out of the back room when she heard the commotion. When she saw Qin Hao, she was stunned for a moment, and then greeted him warmly.
"Haozi is back. You haven't eaten yet. Your Aunt Song has an early shift today. I'll go get you a bowl of noodles."
Qin Hao washed his hands and said with a smile: "Aunt Huang, don't bother, I can do it myself."
Huang Ling insisted not to let Qin Hao do anything and drove him out of the kitchen: "You play with Lin Dongzhe for a while, just a few minutes."
"Then I won't be polite to you, Aunt Huang."
"This kid, why are you being polite to me?"
Lin Dongzhe was so choked up that he kept talking like a machine gun.
"Brother Hao, did you win the championship this time?"
"Brother Hao, is Shanghai fun?"
"Brother Hao, have you bought me a gift?"
Qin Hao glared at Lin Dongzhe, and then Lin Dongzhe stopped.
"You have so many questions, which one do you want me to answer first?"
After careful consideration, Lin Dongzhe gritted his teeth and said: "Is there anything interesting in Shanghai?"
Well, this question fits Lin Dongzhe's thinking very well. In his world, there is nothing more important than having fun.
"Shanghai has..."
Listening to Qin Hao's narration, Lin Dongzhe and Zhuang Xiaoting's eyes widened, as if a door to a new world had opened.
"I will also go to Shanghai in the future!" Lin Dongzhe even vowed.
Zhuang Xiaoting tilted her head and thought: "Lin Dongzhe, haven't you been to Shanghai?"
"I've only been there for a day. From now on, I'm going to Shanghai to play all the fun things there. I'll come back when I'm tired of it." Lin Dongzhe said seriously.
Not long after, Huang Ling came out with noodles and specially added a fried egg for Qin Hao.
"Thank you Aunt Huang."
Qin Hao was not polite and started eating. He was really hungry after taking the train and squeezing the bus all the way.
"By the way, why didn't you see Uncle Zhuang and Tunan?" Qin Hao suddenly remembered.
Huang Ling lowered her voice and said: "The results of the attached high school will be released today, and your uncle Zhuang took Tunan to see the results."
"Aunt Huang, don't worry, Zhuang Tunan will definitely be admitted to No. 1 Middle School if he studies so well."
Faced with Qin Hao's comfort, Huang Ling smiled, but the smile on her face was somewhat forced.
Near noon, Zhuang Chaoying finally came back with Zhuang Tunan.
"Brother, have you been admitted to No. 1 Middle School?" Zhuang Xiaoting asked the question that Huang Ling was most concerned about.
Zhuang Tunan didn't say anything, just showed a bright smile. In an instant, Huang Ling felt a big stone fall in her heart.
"Let's have extra dinner tonight!" After Huang Ling said that, she got into the house to get meat tickets and go buy food.
Zhuang Chaoying saw Qin Hao slightly stunned, and after a while he said hello: "Haozi is back."
Zhuang Tunan asked Qin Hao curiously: "Have you finished the competition?"
"Well, the competition is over. The finals just ended yesterday." Qin Hao nodded lightly.
Finals? Zhuang Chaoying was secretly frightened. Being able to reach the finals means that Qin Hao is at least the runner-up. Although the TV broadcasts and off-field commentators have said more than once that Qin Hao is the biggest dark horse in this National Go Championship, Zhuang Chaoying
It's still a little hard to accept that a ten-year-old child defeated a group of national players.
"Then did you win the championship?"
Even during the summer vacation, Zhuang Chaoying did not relax his demands on Zhuang Tunan. He not only asked him to prepare for the first-year junior high school courses, but also asked Zhuang Tunan to study when Beijing TV station held English lectures. Therefore, Zhuang Tunan was very interested in Go.
He didn't know as much as Lin Dongzhe and Zhuang Xiaoting, so he thought Qin Hao had just changed his opponent from a child of the same age to an adult in this competition.
"Yeah." Qin Hao didn't deliberately keep a low profile.
Seeing Qin Hao nodding, Zhuang Chaoying was stunned. He knew the value of the National Go Championship. This was completely different from the children's championship that Qin Hao had won before. He really couldn't believe that Qin Hao could actually win the championship.
A group of national players were killed off their horses and won the championship.
"You mean, you won the Go championship?" Zhuang Chaoying asked again.
"Yeah." Qin Hao nodded lightly.
"How can he be the champion?" Zhuang Chaoying muttered to himself. Ever since Qin Hao participated in the Go competition, he has been constantly impacting his simple values. It takes ten years to cultivate trees and hundreds of years to cultivate people. It turns out that geniuses do not need to be cultivated. They can do it themselves.
Grow into a towering tree in a very short period of time.
At two o'clock, Song Ying completed the handover with her colleagues and walked home leisurely while humming a tune.
As soon as she arrived at the entrance of the alley, Song Ying met Aunt Li.
"Hey, Song Ying is in such a good mood. It seems she knows that your Haozi is back."
"Haozi is back?"
"Don't you know...?" Aunt Li stared blankly at Song Ying's back as she ran out.
Many neighbors greeted Song Ying along the way, but Song Ying did not stop and trotted all the way to the entrance of the small courtyard.
I saw four children in the small courtyard sitting upright and doing homework. Even Lin Dongzhe, who has always been naughty and mischievous, was very well-behaved.
"Mom is back." Lin Dongzhe spotted Song Ying with sharp eyes. He was about to use this opportunity to escape, but was stopped by Qin Hao's eyes.
"Finish this composition and then take a rest."
"Ah~~~"
"Um?"
"oh."
The simple and familiar conversation immediately made Song Ying's eyes red.
"Haozi, you're back."
Thousands of words came to my lips, but only the simplest greeting remained.
"Aunt Song, I'm back."
Song Ying responded with the same simple greeting and a warm hug.
"Just come back. For extra dinner tonight, I'll make braised pork for you."
After Song Ying finished speaking, she was about to go into the house to get meat tickets to buy vegetables. Huang Ling pulled her into the kitchen.
"We've already ordered this, but there's no meat sold anywhere. When I went to buy vegetables in the morning, I took all the meat stamps at home, half of them for the family, which should be enough for the family."
"Sister Ling, thank you so much." Song Ying's eyes turned red again: "Haozi has lost a lot of weight this time when he went out, and his face has sunken. Shanghai is really not a place for people to live. Everything costs money."
Huang Ling patted the back of her hand and said with emotion: "Yes, a ten-year-old child has been living alone outside for more than a month, taking care of himself. Speaking of which, Haozi's ability to take care of himself is quite strong. Look at the picture.
Nan is three and a half years older than Haozi, and she still doesn’t know how to wash clothes.”
Song Ying looked at Qin Hao who was urging Lin Dongzhe to write a composition in the small courtyard, and said quietly: "Actually, sometimes I would rather Haozi was not so sensible and capable."
"Okay, don't blame yourself. It's not your fault. If you want to blame it, blame Qin Jianjun and his wife. They are such idiots."
Listening to Huang Ling talking about Qin Jianjun and his wife, Song Ying suddenly remembered: "By the way, when will Qin Jianjun and his wife be released?"
"He was sentenced to half a year, and there are still two to three months left."
After saying that, Huang Ling sighed and said worriedly: "Well, when these two couples are released from prison and lose their jobs, they will definitely cause chaos again."
Song Ying said firmly: "Let's make trouble. If they dare to bully Haozi, I will fight them!"
At around 6:15, Lin Wufeng pushed his bicycle into the alley and learned from Aunt Li that Qin Hao had gone home. He immediately ignored the danger, got back on his bicycle and rushed to the small courtyard.
"Uncle Lin."
"Dad, look, Brother Hao is back."
Lin Wufeng didn't say anything, leaned his bicycle against the wall, strode up to Qin Hao, and gave him a hug: "It'll be nice to come back."
In the kitchen, Song Ying and Huang Ling came out carrying dishes.
"Children, clear the tables and let's eat!"
Wu Jianguo next door, Zhang Amei was cooking. Her daughter Xiaomin came closer to the kitchen and complained: "Mom, can we eat radish and pickled vegetables every meal? The yard next door is stewed with meat. We haven't seen each other in a long time."
It’s too fishy.”
Zhang Amei said angrily: "Stew meat, I think you look like stew meat. Can our family in the neighboring yard compare?"
"Why can't we compare? They are both working dual jobs." Xiao Min said unconvinced.
Zhang Amei glanced towards the living room and said loudly: "Then you have to ask your dad how much he pays per month, and how much Teacher Zhuang and Lin Gong pay per month."
Wu Jianguo lost his temper and complained: "Why are you telling your children this? That Lin Gong is a college student, and Teacher Zhuang is a technical secondary school student. When I was a child, my family was poor and I didn't even graduate from junior high school. It's not my fault. I'm no better than other workers."
Earn less.”
"Hmph." Zhang Amei snorted softly: "You don't earn less than others, nor do you earn more than others. There are so many mouths to eat in the family. If you don't think of a way, when Xiaojun grows up in two years, our family will
I can’t even eat enough radish pickles.”
"By the way, Song Ying's Haozi next door is back. If he wins the championship, you can do whatever you want with his thirty-six legs."
Wu Jianguo's mouth twitched: "The TV hasn't finished yet. He's back now, so he definitely didn't win the championship."
"It's best, otherwise!" Zhang Amei said, her nose twitching, and she threw away the spatula irritably: "The small courtyard next door closes the door and we eat together every day. Today, Huang Ling's family will cut some meat, and tomorrow Song Ying's family will get some oil residue.
There's always something fishy about it, but I've never seen them ask our children to eat it."
Wu Jianguo rolled his eyes. If any family has enough food these days, they must take care of their children first. Song Ying and Huang Ling live in the same courtyard and have a good relationship, so naturally they can do this. If Zhang Amei is called, then
She must be naughty and must play tricks. Once or twice is fine, but over time, if she is not a fool, will she keep taking advantage of her?
Of course, Wu Jianguo did not dare to say this. He and Zhang Amei were a half-way couple. To put it bluntly, they lived together. Moreover, he had two children in his family and Zhang Amei had only one. In terms of burden, he was heavier. If he really wanted to make Zhang Amei unhappy, he would
Divorce makes his life even more difficult.
In the small courtyard next door, the two families put their tables together, closed the courtyard door, and started celebrating.
"Teacher Zhuang, why don't you say a few words?" Lin Wufeng poured wine for Zhuang Chaoying. It was rare that he was happy today. The two of them took out their collection of white wine and prepared to drink two glasses.
Zhuang Tunan was admitted to No. 1 Middle School. Zhuang Chaoying was indeed very happy. She picked up her wine glass and touched it with Lin Wufeng.
"Today, our small courtyard has a double blessing. One is that Tunan was admitted to the No. 1 Middle School, and the other is that Haozi won the championship again."
After saying that, Zhuang Chaoying paused and said to Zhuang Tunan: "Don't be proud of being admitted to No. 1 Middle School. There are many more knowledge points in junior high school than in elementary school. You have to work harder in the future and set a good example for your younger brothers and sisters.
."
"Yes, Dad, I will." Zhuang Tunan nodded seriously.
Zhuang Chaoying then said to Qin Hao: "It goes without saying that Haozi's talent in Go, but I still say the same thing, you can't reach a thousand miles without making small steps, so you still need to practice more."
"Thank you, Uncle Zhuang." Qin Hao replied casually without any objection. When it comes to education, Zhuang Chaoying is still qualified. Although he is not a good husband or a good father, he is definitely a good teacher.
"Uncle Zhuang, can you eat it?" Lin Dongzhe's faint words made the small courtyard burst into laughter.
Zhuang Chaoying was also happy: "Eat, everyone eats."
Song Ying gave Qin Hao a large piece of fat and thin pork belly: "Hao Zi, eat more. Look, you have lost weight."
"Thank you Aunt Song." Qin Hao was not polite and started to enjoy the meal.
Huang Ling also kept picking up food for Zhuang Tunan and Zhuang Xiaoting, while Lin Dongzhe turned on the self-service mode. Lin Dongzhe would never treat himself badly when it came to eating and playing.
Lin Wufeng and Zhuang Chaoying were drinking and chatting.
Unknowingly, by the time everyone had finished dinner, it was getting dark, and many neighbors came to the small courtyard to watch TV.
When seeing Qin Hao, it was natural to ask questions.
Wu Jianguo held it in for a long time and finally asked the question he had been worried about.
"Haozi, where did you get in this competition?"
Before Qin Hao could speak, Lin Dongzhe said first: "Brother Hao won the championship again."
Wu Jianguo's eyes darkened and he almost fell down.