A car bell rang outside the house, and then the iron gate of the yard was knocked open. You didn't need to look to know that it was Liu Lang's father coming home from get off work.
"Zi la!"
There was a harsh sound from the outer door, and my father walked into the house.
"Donglai, look, your son can stand up!"
Mother said loudly.
"My son can speak, so what does it mean to stand up?"
The father was already used to this Liu Lang, but he still picked up his son and kissed him twice.
"Son, daddy gives you a gadget!"
Father put Liu Lang down, took out a small piece of paper from his work clothes pocket and placed it on the kang.
"What?"
Liu Lang's mother also came closer.
"A stamp. I met Zhang Xianyi at noon today. He works at the post office now. He said that the stamps issued this year could not be sold. Now he spread them out to everyone and asked them to come out to sell them. In the end, he sold one to me. Eight
Split money, useless things.”
Liu Lang's father obviously had some objections to spending eight cents in vain.
"Eight cents can buy half a catty of rice. Why do you buy this?"
Liu Lang's mother was also very angry.
"Oh, we are all old classmates. There is nothing we can do. Zhang Xianyi said that if he can't achieve his goal, then this month's bonus will be wasted. He only earns twenty-three yuan a month now. There are two children in his family, a family of four.
Can people eat enough with just twenty-three yuan? I bought a stamp to help."
Liu Lang's father explained, saying that Liu Lang's mother would say nothing more.
"stamp?"
Liu Lang looked at the stamp. It was a small stamp with a red background. The pattern was a black fluffy monkey. The monkey was sitting on the ground with a pair of red eyes looking ahead, showing a...
With a "silly" look, the stamp has China Post and a few sunspots written in the Gengshen Year in the upper left corner, and a set of 8 cents and 1980 are written in the lower right corner.
"This is...monkey ticket!"
Liu Lang almost jumped up from the kang.
Others don't know the value of monkey tickets, but Liu Lang knows it very well. Even if he doesn't know how to collect stamps, he also knows how ridiculously the price of monkey tickets will rise in decades. He also said that half a kilogram of rice is wasted.
Many years later, this stamp was worth 10,000 yuan. In more than 30 years, it rose from 8 cents to 10,000 yuan. Such a huge appreciation is probably much stronger than any stock.
"No, I have to ask dad to buy more monkey tickets!"
Liu Lang was anxious, but he couldn't speak either.
"Quack!"
Liu Lang suddenly lay down on the monkey ticket, pointing at the monkey on it and laughing happily.
"Hey! My son likes it, so I'll give it to you!"
The father was naturally very happy to see his son so happy.
"This is a monkey!"
The mother pointed to the monkey above and said.
"monkey………!"
Liu Lang made a sound with "effort".
"Haha, my son can say monkey again."
The father laughed.
"monkey………!"
Liu Lang took the monkey stamp in his hand and placed it neatly on the kang. He then pointed at the kang with his fingers behind the stamp and said "monkey...monkey...monkey...!"
sound.
"Well, what is my son doing?"
The parents were very puzzled by Liu Lang's behavior. The father lowered his head and looked at the place where Liu Lang was pointing, but found nothing.
"Monkey, monkey, monkey...!"
Liu Lang kept tapping the back of the monkey ticket with his hand while making sounds. Both his parents were puzzled and confused.
"Monkey monkey monkey! Wow wow...!"
Liu Lang suddenly started crying, lighting his hands while crying.
When the parents saw their son crying, they hurriedly reached out to hug him, but Liu Lang broke away and lit him with his hands.
"What on earth does my son want to do?"
The two of them were sweating profusely, and Liu Lang was also worried: My biological father and mother! If you don’t understand such an obvious reminder, do you really want me to speak? If so, you might think that I am
The Stone Monkey Sun Wukong...!
"My grandson is born in the year of the Monkey. Of course he wants more monkeys! He doesn't even know this, yet he is still a father and a mother!"
The lady on the side was really "smart" and she immediately guessed what Liu Lang meant.
"Do you want a monkey ticket?"
Liu Lang's mother hurriedly picked up the monkey ticket and placed it where Liu Lang was pointing.
"Giggle!"
Liu Lang laughed at this moment.
"It's true, um, okay, I'll go to the post office to find Zhang Xianyi tomorrow and buy another one!"
said the father.
"Monkey monkey monkey monkey!"
Of course one was not enough, so Liu Lang picked up the monkey ticket and kept putting it down and picking it up on the kang, putting it down more than a dozen times.
"What? You want these?"
This time, his parents understood what Liu Lang meant. It would cost a lot of money to not pay so much, and his father felt a little distressed for a while.
"Monkey monkey monkey! Wow wow...!"
Liu Lang started crying again.
"You two guys, my little grandson likes monkeys. Just go and buy it quickly. You will make my baby angry. Be good, stop crying. Your father will buy it for you tomorrow!"
The grandma on the side couldn't stand it anymore and scolded her loudly, then picked up Liu Langdou and shook her in distress on her arm.
"Donglai, you go buy ten of them tomorrow and come back, it's only eighty cents!"
Liu Lang's mother said to his father.
"Okay, then buy ten tickets and six pounds of rice will be gone!"
Although my father felt a little distressed, he still agreed.
"How big is the rice? My baby just likes it. I have money here, so you can buy it all, really!"
Tai Chi on the side was so angry that he dug out a handkerchief bag from under the quilt at the end of the kang. There was money in the bag, which was a few cents and a dime. It looked like one or two yuan.
"Nai, I don't need your money, just keep all your money!"
Father wrapped the handkerchief again and put it back under the quilt.
"Grrrr!"
Liu Lang, who was lying on Tai Nai's arm, gently stroked the old man's face with his hands. The old man, who had looked angry just now, immediately returned to his kind face.
"My little grandson is so obedient. I will leave all my money to you so that you can get a wife when you grow up!"
The next day, Liu Lang's father got off work and took out a small envelope from his pocket. After opening the envelope, he poured out a dozen monkey tickets.
"Son, these are all yours!"
Liu Lang giggled immediately when he looked at these monkey tickets.
"Hey, there are thirteen in total. You have to keep these. After more than thirty years, they will cost hundreds of thousands of dollars!"
Liu Lang will definitely not be short of money in this life, but getting it at a low price and selling it at a high price can satisfy everyone, and Liu Lang is no exception.
But in addition to these dozen monkey tickets, Liu Lang's father also brought back a sixteen-page magazine.
"Dong Lai, what is this?"
Liu Lang's mother took the magazine over.
"Popular movie?"
Liu Lang also saw this magazine while sitting on the kang. It was indeed the "legendary" popular film magazine.