Zhenhua was frightened by her mother's reaction, and hurriedly grabbed her mother's shoulders and asked, "Mom, what's wrong with you?"

Cui Hong burst into tears, and only after a while wiped her tears and said, "What a good girl, alas...... It's a pity that our family doesn't have this blessing......"

Zhenhua smiled reluctantly and comforted his mother: "Mom, there are many good girls." I'm not thirty or forty, and I'm still afraid that I won't be able to get a wife in the future? Don't worry, I'll find someone like Zhang Kexiang in the future and honor you until you're old!"

Cui Hong glanced at her son, stopped talking, shook her head and walked out.

Outside the door, Zhao Chenghai was eavesdropping.

Seeing his wife Cuihong come out, Zhao Chenghai grabbed her hand and pulled it into his bedroom.

Cui Hong was sad, shook off her husband's hand vigorously, and glared: "What are you pulling and pulling?

Zhao Chenghai took advantage of the wine, pushed his wife into the bedroom, closed the door, and said with a smile:

"Well, I'm not wrong, right? Flashy! The girl who opens a shop and does business is flashy. She obviously has a partner, but she is as unclean as Zhenhua...... She'll come back next time, you, don't be so polite!"

Cui Hong wiped the corners of her eyes, glared and said, "You feel sorry for those eggs this afternoon, right? When people come in the future, I will be more polite! She can't be our daughter-in-law, so I will recognize her as my goddaughter!"

Zhao Chenghai sighed and shook his head: "Do I feel sorry for those eggs? Long hair and short knowledge! Eggs are trivial, but Zhenhua's reputation is a big deal! He and the little tailor are so disconnected, I'm afraid that his reputation will be even worse, where will he talk about his daughter-in-law in the future?"

Cui Hong stopped talking and sat on the edge of the bed with a huff.

Zhao Chenghai was cheeky, took Cuihong's hand again, and whispered:

"Don't worry about Zhenhua's relatives, it's different now than before. Years later, our house was built, Zhenhua also became a private teacher, and he was friends with the director of the credit union.

Cui Hong shook off her hand and said angrily: "Then you quickly raise the threshold a little higher, or the girls from all over the country will come to be your daughter-in-law, our family can't afford to raise it!"

Zhao Chenghai smiled and went to the stove to fetch water to wash his feet.

Zhao Chenghai is very satisfied with what happened today.

First of all, the loan was approved, and my son and Director Shi are still friends, which is the biggest joy;

Then, the little tailor came to the door, which also made Zhao Chenghai feel that there was light on his face - who said that my son was a neurotic nerd? Stinky pig's head and greedy Bodhisattva, nerds also have girls who take a fancy to them!

In the end, the little tailor and Zhenhua couldn't succeed, which made Zhao Chenghai even more proud. Later, when he met the neighbors, he could say that his son didn't look down on the little tailor!

In this way, the identity of the son has been raised by a few points.

……

Zhenhua was lying in bed, unable to sleep, and was also thinking about what happened that day.

The loan is in order, don't think about it.

Zhang Kexiang's matter is blown, and I don't have to think about it, fortunately, it has just started, and I didn't fall too deep emotionally.

The matter of being a private teacher made Zhenhua yearn for it.

Being a farmer all my life, like my father's life, is indeed too boring.

As a private teacher, how can you be regarded as a cultural person, and you are always half a head higher than the pure old farmers around you, right?

It's hard and tired, just have a different way of living from your parents!

Next.

Zhao Chenghai knocked on his son's door early in the morning and said, "Zhenhua is sharp, get up and wash your face and brush your teeth, and come with me to the town to find Director Shi!"

Zhenhua was not very happy, and said in the bedroom: "Didn't you say it all yesterday? You can just go and get the money yourself." ”

Zhao Chenghai raised his voice: "What are you talking about? You and Director Shi are friends, isn't it better to talk?" Get up, hurry up!"

In fact, Zhao Chenghai was always a little cramped when he saw Director Shi. Take your son with you, and it's different.

Cui Hong also said outside the door: "Three thousand yuan, your father will take it alone, and I don't worry." Besides, your classmate's bicycle is still at home, so you want to deliver it to someone, right?"

Zhenhua then remembered about the bicycle, so he had to get up and wash.

After breakfast, Zhenhua pushed his bicycle and rushed to Hedong Town with his father.

I walked out of the village for ten minutes and arrived at the front of the village of Da Yaozhuang.

The old master Yao of Da Yaozhuang also rushed to the market with crutches, and just came out of his house and got on the dirt road.

"Old master, early, are you in the market?" Zhao Chenghai hurriedly greeted loudly, and took out a cigarette.

"Oh, Chenghai, you also take your son to the market?" Old Master Yao took the cigarette, looked Zhao Zhenhua up and down, and nodded slightly.

Zhao Zhenhua also nodded and greeted: "Master Yao is good." ”

Mr. Yao is nearly seventy years old, grew up in the old society, has studied private school, and also taught private school, writes a good calligraphy, is decent and neutral, is one of the few old masters in the neighborhood, and is very respected in the place.

"Good, good. Old Master Yao nodded in return, raised his feet and walked forward, and said, "Then let's go together, and talk by the way." ”

Zhao Chenghai smiled all over his face and said loudly: "Old master, I have something to ask you." I'm going to build a house for the New Year, please calculate it for me, when will it start, and when will it be good to erect beams?"

The old gentleman is old, and he is a little behind his ears, and he must speak loudly.

The old master smiled: "Okay, this is easy, when I come back from the gathering, I will calculate and calculate for you, and find an auspicious day for the zodiac." ”

Zhao Chenghai thanked him repeatedly.

The old master glanced at Zhao Zhenhua and asked, "What is your name, child?"

Zhao Zhenhua nodded and smiled: "My name is Zhao Zhenhua, the revitalization of Zhen, the Chinese ......"

"Well, Zhenhua, revitalize China...... That's a good name. The old master straightened his beard and asked, "You have come down from school, and you are usually at home, and you still read, right?"

Zhenhua blushed a little and sneered: "Now that I go home to farm, it's already ...... Don't read anymore. ”

The old master frowned: "Didn't you read a word?"

Zhenhua was helpless, so he had to deal with it: "Sometimes I look at ......"

Zhao Chenghai said loudly: "He is at home, reading idle books!"

"The book of sages to read?" the old master heard a word wrong, looked at Zhenhua with joy, and said:

"That's good, it's good to be able to read the books of sages! The ancients said that it is good to read, good to plough the fields, good to learn, difficult to start a business, difficult to keep, difficult to know, and not difficult. If you read a book, you have to read a book for a lifetime. ”

Zhenhua couldn't cry or laugh, and said with a smile: "What Master Yao said is right. However, I'm not a reader now, am I...... The one who farms. ”

The old master suddenly stopped, looked at Zhenhua and said:

"Zhenhua, what you said is not right. Zhuge Liang has clouds, he is happy to plough in Longmu, I love my house, and I am proud of the piano and books, so as to wait for the time of day...... The ancients cultivated during the day, read at night, farmed on sunny days, and read on rainy days. Plough and read, plough and read, plough and read, plough and read, read and feed ploughing......"

Zhenhua only felt that his head was as big as a fight, and hurriedly said: "Master Yao is right, right, I will definitely study more in the future, I, I ...... Ride away first, there is still something to do to get to town. ”

As he spoke, Zhao Zhenhua got on the bicycle with one leg and sped away.

Old Master Yao used Zhuge Liang as an analogy, which made Zhenhua flattered and ashamed. I'm not even as good as a stinker, what can I compare to others?