Li Yiming held back his tears and choked up: "You... We're all... Don't believe me!"

"Do you believe me? Do you write that broken thing and send it to the central government without even saying anything, and discuss it with me?"

"You're on a business trip, I think it's better to send it early! Recovering losses for the country......"

Li Jianguo took a long breath, clenched his fists, and forcibly suppressed his anger: "It's impossible for Lao Tzu to let you send it!"

"You don't believe me either!"

Li Jianguo was annoyed in his heart, he shouldn't have given this kid a name in the first place, this is good, a blockbuster, it's a terrifying rhythm.

What does my puberty look like?

Li Jianguo's thoughts were fluttering, and it seemed that he had also written a letter to the chairman back then, saying that he wanted to dedicate his youth to the motherland, and then went to the streets shouting slogans and taking the train to the capital, just to see the chairman from afar, to go up the mountains and to the countryside, and there is a great world in the countryside...... Hot blood!

This kid... Maybe it's genetic...

"It's not so easy to stop, and I don't know what your dad will do with it,..."

Li Jianguo took out another cigarette, looked at it, Zhonghua, put it back, changed the front door of the pack of cigarettes, took out a cigarette and lit it, and frowned deeply.

"I can prove it!" Li Yiming whispered.

"Proof?"

"I can write down those lyrics that I dreamed about......"

"Lyrics?"

"Popular songs... It's a very popular song in Xiangjiang and Taipei, and there are a lot of stories in my dreams..."

Li Jianguo was stunned for a moment, in recent years, some Hong Kong and Taiwan songs have indeed become popular on the street, and he also knows the names of some singers, and when he is running business outside, he can also hear from time to time "Rivers and mountains only linger in my dreams, and the motherland has not been close for many years, but no matter what, it can't change my Chinese heart..."

or "There are many stories in a small town, full of joy and joy...", and "There is no heaven and earth, there is no land and there is no home, there is no home, there is no home, there is no me......"

I want to say that I can sing and like to listen to it, but my son... Can you write?

"Sing to me what song you know. ”

"No, only the lyrics..."

Li Jianguo cursed: "What does that prove? You can write lyrics? And then the United States will engage in fake Star Wars, and Soviet Russia will split? Will an earthquake occur? Is there a logical relationship here?"

"In the future, there will be a singer nicknamed the rain god, and it will rain wherever he sings! It may have something to do with quantum mechanics...... Li Yiming muttered.

Quantum.. Mechanics... Something... I... I really want to hit someone... Li Jianguo endured his anger and squeezed his hands, covered his chest and rubbed it vigorously, thinking sadly that he might not live long.

"I won't say it! You don't believe what else will I say?"

Li Yiming gritted his teeth and said hatefully, you don't believe it in the future, I will suddenly write lyrics, you say it's useless, then what should I do?!

Li Jianguo adjusted for a while, glared at his son: "Then you say, what will happen tomorrow, wait until tomorrow, it happens, you Laozi and I will kneel down with you to plead guilty, and then go with you to the school to find the teacher and find the principal!"

"Tomorrow? tomorrow I don't know... The story doesn't say... Probably not very important days... By the way, the newspaper said that tomorrow is to commemorate the 40th anniversary of the victory of the Anti-Japanese War. ”

Li Jianguo is so angry!

If you don't say it, I know that tomorrow the unit will organize a TV study!

The autumn cicadas outside the window screamed so loudly that Li Jianguo was upset.

I should have gotten all this stuff down and eaten it!

Look at the time, it's already two o'clock, I have to go to work in the afternoon, and those who help find the child have to inform me that the child has been found.

Li Jianguo stood up: "Think about it honestly at home, I'll go to work, don't run anymore, if you run again, Lao Tzu will just die!" In the end, his tone had eased a lot, and even brought a little sadness.

Li Yiming was silent and nodded slightly.

Turning around and just about to leave, he paused, remembering that his son hadn't eaten yet: "I'll eat some noodles at noon!"

The father and son have been dependent on each other for so long, and they all know what they can do, Li Jianguo sometimes goes on a business trip for ten days and a half months, Li Yiming is also living a good life by himself, and he can also take care of the house cleanly and clearly, the children of the poor are in charge of the house early, and everyone is the same.

"What about you?" Li Yiming asked softly.

"I'm full!" Li Jianguo got up and went out, which was only two minutes away from the unit. It's just that when he went out, he paused, took off the towel hanging on the wall, went to the water room outside to get water, and rinsed it down, twisted it back and handed it to Li Yiming: "Press your face." ”

Li Yiming took the wet towel and pressed it on his face, it didn't hurt so much now.

The corners of Li Jianguo's mouth twitched slightly, and he gently stroked the corners of his son's head: "I'm at work." ”

"Dad... I'm really... Are you really crazy?" Li Yiming suddenly raised his head and asked, his voice was hoarse and low, his face was red and swollen, and his originally delicate appearance was completely indistinguishable now.

Li Jianguo looked at his son's fragile appearance, his heart ached, and his anger disappeared without a trace, touching his head: "No! Don't think too much, just sleep when you're tired! It's not a big deal to drop out of school, your father and I didn't go to school for a few years before going to the countryside! It's not that I raised you so big now!?"

......

Not to mention that Li Jianguo waited for the leader to talk in the afternoon, but he didn't wait, after all, it is now eighty-five years, and this year is not so sensitive, and this matter is to say that a child has a brain problem and wants to write a letter to the central government, the content of the letter is a bit out of line, but... Which middle-aged person hasn't done anything like this?

What has a spectrum and what does not have a spectrum, take out the letter and compare it,... It's all scored!

What age is this?!

Now people of Li Jianguo's age were born before and after the founding of the People's Republic of China, and they have experienced a lot of things!

Who wasn't an idealist in the past, and who wasn't full of enthusiasm?!

Who doesn't dare to go over the mountains and mountains to deliver chicken feather letters with bare feet, and it doesn't hurt if the cannonballs fall beside them?!

Twenty years ago, if someone said that he wanted to see the chairman, who would dare to stop him like that? He would dare to take out the red treasure book and slap you in the face.

Do you really want to put a child in prison and lock him up?!

But it's certain to drop out of school, it's also certain that there is a mental problem, and a madman in the school is a trouble for everyone, and as for the letter, the principal casually put it in a pile of paper, and then it was forgotten, maybe one day it was caught in the waste paper and sent to the recycling station, and then embarked on the days of transforming and being reborn to make paper.