Dad stared at him, and pulled out his belt, usually at home the mother is responsible for committing violence, but if Dad is really angry, the output damage will be high, and it is likely to evolve into mixed doubles.

Of course, Qian Hong didn't want to be beaten for no reason, so he sat down and said calmly: "The Zhang Quan who came just now, we met at the art show, and then we met twice, he is the director of the municipal party committee, I don't know which department it is, these things are ordinary gifts for his family." ”

"Really, you didn't fool us, did you?" said my mother, looking incredulous.

"People have names and surnames, and they can be confirmed with a little inquiry, but they can't stand scrutiny at all, and those who will panic like this are idiots, do you think your son looks like an idiot?"

"But, why did he send these things to our family?"

"He begged me for something, and there was a song he wanted me to change for him, and it was as simple as that. ”

"Change the song?" Mom and Dad looked at each other suspiciously, this change was a bit beyond their imagination.

In fact, this is already Qian Hong's small story, if he told them the truth, saying that he sold a song for 1,000 yuan, it is estimated that his parents will be frightened.

"It's not when you're going to change the song again, why don't I know about this?" Dad finally put down the belt, but pulled over the chair and sat down, seemingly planning to ask Qian Hong a good question.

"The "Great Northern Wilderness" I sang in the factory club was written by myself, so what's the problem with me changing the song for others?"

"For people who love literature and art, it is a big thing to have a good song, and if you get it right, you can participate in the national competition, and you will gain fame and fortune, even Director Kang took the initiative to come to me, hoping to become my enlightenment teacher, so it is not difficult to understand that the family of the official gave me something, right?"

The cognition of "......" parents has been subverted again, and they can't judge whether Qian Hong's words are true or false, but it sounds reasonable, but why did his son suddenly become a literary artist?

Looking at the appearance of his parents and parents, it will take some time for them to accept this, so Qian Hong went to the living room to watch TV by himself first, and exposed the two of them in a sluggish state to the kitchen......

On the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, Qian Hong's family's visit to the door continued, but the scope has expanded from the shipyard to Jiangnan, the leader of the father in the Donglin Rubber Factory, the elder of the mother in Jiangnan, left 5-6 in one day, but what made Qian Hong very happy was that he met a real talent when he visited the door.

The second uncle of the third aunt's family, because my mother stayed at my grandmother's house for a few years when I was a child, so I have a very good relationship with these relatives and siblings.

The third aunt's family lives in a small bungalow near Harbin Institute of Technology, which will be the location of the Harbin Institute of Technology Gymnasium in the future, but it is still far from the demolition, so in this narrow two-room house, the third aunt and the third aunt and grandfather's family warmly entertained the Qian Hong family.

The eldest uncle and the second uncle of the family have already separated the family, but today it happened that the second uncle was also there, so he accompanied his father to have a drink, and later Qian Hong overheard his mother chatting with the third aunt in the kitchen to know that the second uncle had just divorced, and the daughter had returned to the former aunt, and the second uncle belonged to the state of being out of the house and was experiencing a low ebb in life.

Divorce is not a glorious thing in this era, the old people in the family are dodging when they go out, for fear of being gossiped by neighbors and acquaintances, so the third aunt wiped her tears as she spoke, and saw the sadness on the face of the chubby old lady, Qian Hong was also concerned.

Because he knew that the life of the second uncle in the future had not improved, and he had made a lot of money, but it was all wasted, he was seriously ill and almost died, and in the end, he retired and took care of the bedridden third aunt and granddaughter wholeheartedly.

The dishes on the table are very rich and delicious, Qian Hong is especially fond of a dish of braised pork, when he stretched out his chopsticks again, picked up a piece of fat and thin and stuffed it into his mouth, and felt the feeling of fat melting in his mouth, the old mother sitting next to him couldn't help complaining: "Okay, it's delicious, you can't destroy this plate by yourself, right?"

"Oh, Xiaoli, what do you say he does! Immediately, the third aunt was not happy, she not only said a word to her mother, but also simply sandwiched two pieces of meat for Qian Hong, as if she was used to being a child's parent.

"Hey, hey, this braised pork is really good, it melts in your mouth! Mom, you're almost hot. Qian Hong commented a little embarrassed.

"You little calf, don't you dislike your mother now?" But my mother is not a dough that can be kneaded, and as soon as her eyebrows are raised, Qian Hong shrunk her neck, causing everyone at the table to laugh.

"Uncle Daewoo Dong teaches you, if you want to make this braised pork delicious, the key is not to save trouble, the first steps are almost the same, but remember to add water twice, once when the water is almost dry, and then add water and simmer slowly, the scene before and after a small time can be really and thoroughly stewed soft, so that the fat and fragrance in the meat can be exuded. "Uncle Dong is teaching the secret in a decent way.

"Hear it, although your Uncle Dong is not a chef, he likes to study food, because he also gathers a large group of friends around him. Dad also introduced it on the side.

"Then Uncle Dong, you should run a restaurant!" Qian Hong asked tentatively.

"I want to do it, but ...... , forget it, let's have another drink, brother-in-law. Uncle Dong showed an expression of wanting to say something, and quickly diverted the topic, obviously there was a hidden secret!

"Xiaodong, what are you doing now?, do you still sell your wrists to others?" asked my mother with concern, after the divorce, I didn't even have a place to live, if the job was more stable, then the third aunt and the third aunt and grandfather could save a little bit of money.

"Well, if you drive a crane for someone else, if you encounter a big job, you can deal with ten or twenty yuan a day. ”

"That's serious! It's much better than us. ”

"Eldest sister, the key is that big work is not available every day, and if you are unlucky, it will not open for half a month!"

"Then, can you think of a way by yourself, I heard that raising a crane is quite profitable!"