Chapter 363
"Dad, give me two dollars. "In the three-story small bungalow at No. 18, Lane 9, Tianguang Lane, Bailifang Road, at 7 o'clock in the morning, Xiao Yuyu was at the dining table and stretched out his guilty hand to his father Xiao Guodong.
"What do you want money for?" Xiao Guodong shouted angrily, and then looked at his son, seeing the scar on his face that couldn't be erased for a few days, the more he looked at it, the more angry he felt.
This bastard thing, all day long, knows to go to video game halls with people, and would rather not eat in the morning than save money to buy two arcade copper plates. I was hungry all morning, and I guess I didn't listen to the classes at all every morning. It's good now, I can't learn anymore, and I dare to fight with people in the game hall. Forget about fighting, you really won the battle, but you were still hung up and beaten! There were many children who were beaten that day, and this turtle son cried the most fiercely.
Lao Tzu's face has made this stupid thing lose everything, I knew that I shouldn't have drunk when I was young.
Regret not being the beginning......
"What are you doing? Do you want to go to the game hall again? Haven't been beaten enough yet?" Xiao Guodong widened his eyes and scolded his son very smoothly, "Mom, a bitch, the book is not good to read, you know how to play all day long, if you continue like this, you will be a waste when you grow up in the future!"
"You're not very good yourself......" Xiao Yuyu muttered in a low voice.
Xiao Guodong was already angry, but when he heard this, he couldn't control his temper directly, and slapped the table angrily: "You try to say one more thing?!"
"Eh, eh, what's the noise?" Xiao Yuyu's mother walked in from outside, still holding a newspaper in her hand, and when she saw that her husband was going to beat her son, she quickly pounced on Xiao Yuyu and protected Xiao Yuyu in her arms, touching her son's face and said, "Baby, what's wrong?"
Xiao Yuyu said with a look of grievance: "Our school wants to donate, everyone donates two yuan to the Hope Project, I asked my father to give me two yuan, he didn't give it, and scolded me for no reason." ”
"What the hell am I ......" Xiao Guodong saw that Xiao Yuyu actually bit back, and he was so angry that he almost lifted the table.
Xiao Yuyu's mother didn't give him a chance to have a seizure, and immediately got into the mud: "Forget it, forget it, what kind of money is two yuan, quarrel about this big thing, I don't know if our factory is on fire!" Xiao Yuyu's family is also a middle-class family, and he opened a small workshop for making leather shoes, and there are more than a dozen workers under his hands. Less than the top, more than the bottom. At this time in ninety-five years, the monthly net income was already more than 10,000 yuan, and Xiao Yuyu was spoiled by his mother because of this......
"You teach your son like this, your son will die in your hands sooner or later!" Xiao Guodong breathed a sigh of relief.
There is no way, the work in the factory is basically taken by the children, and whoever holds the financial power in the family will be effective. Otherwise, Xiao Yuyu, the little white-eyed wolf, would not be so blatantly not taking his father seriously.
But in the end, it's because he has no way to teach his son......
"Alas......" Xiao Guodong sighed, took out two crumpled banknotes from his pocket and threw them on the table.
Xiao Yuyu shot as fast as lightning, grabbed the money and stuffed it into his pocket.
His mother was still worried that he would not have enough flowers, so she opened her wallet again, gave him a five-dollar one, and told him lovingly: "If you are hungry when you go to school in the morning, you can go to the commissary to buy some food by yourself, the most important thing for you now is to eat enough every day, do you know?"
"Hmm. Xiao Yuyu nodded obediently.
Xiao Yuyu's mother smiled and touched her son's face: "I know that my baby is the most obedient!"
Xiao Guodong wanted to die when he heard it.
Xiao Yuyu, who took the money, sat back at the table and began to eat his breakfast-
Just in case, now his mother forces him to have breakfast at home every day before going out.
Xiao Guodong no longer had the heart to educate his son, stood up, went to take the "Qujiang Nandu Bao" that his wife had just brought back, and then spread out the newspaper, and an eye-catching headline on the front page instantly caught his eye.
"Filling up the numbers indiscriminately or covering up the ears and stealing the bell - why does Dongou Daily refuse to investigate?"
Xiao Guodong has been paying attention to Lin Miao's news for many days, on the one hand, he is indeed interested in the news itself, and on the other hand, he is extremely looking forward to seeing Lin Guorong and Lin Miao's father and son unlucky together.
Especially Lin Guorong, a dog day, last year, for such a trivial matter, he blackmailed his family for a thousand yuan.
If this dog official is okay, Lao Tzu will kill himself by swallowing dung!
Xiao Guodong looked at the contents of the newspaper intently, and unconsciously put down his chopsticks.
"There has never been a shortage of prodigies in the world, but there has never been a prodigy who openly refuses to be tested. Even if he is as famous as Zhongyong, the whole process of his transformation from a prodigy to a prodigy has never been out of people's sight. Even though he knew that his level was declining, Zhongyong never chose to escape, but from beginning to end, he calmly faced the society's evaluation of him. It is true that Guy Zhongyong was brilliant when he was young, and the name of the prodigy is worthy of the name. As for the later, I can only sigh with regret that this is a joke that life played on the prodigy.
In ancient times, when it was still difficult to disseminate information, the ancients still had such a spirit of facing life. But to this day, a certain living 'prodigy' in Dongou City has reacted diametrically opposed to Zhong Yong.
This newspaper sent a letter to Dongou Daily yesterday, hoping to unite the forces of the two media to jointly dig deeper into the incident, but the Dongou Daily refused. The author does not dare to speculate without evidence whether Dongou Daily has been influenced by some individual or collective in some way, so that he has made such a move that seriously violates the spirit of press freedom. As a colleague, the author regrets the decision of Dongou Daily, but more importantly, it is heartache from the heart.
We can't imagine what kind of power some celebrities have in Dongou City, how they can easily manipulate public opinion, cover up the facts, and even turn black and white upside down, slandering the true statements of others as rumors and lies. It is even more unimaginable that in such an environment, how many children of ordinary families whose interests have been usurped by the privileged will suffer from irresistible injustice on the road of growth.
Recently, in a report of "Dongou News Network", a certain child's fluent English conquered the hearts of many parents in Dongou City. But who can be sure that this is not the result of repeated rehearsals? Dongou Daily's refusal to allow our newspaper to participate in the investigation is not only disrespectful to press freedom, but also the most irrational way of overprotecting people who do not need to be protected.
If you don't fill up the numbers indiscriminately, why are you afraid of ten eyes and ten hands? If you don't cover your ears and steal the bell, why are you afraid of all eyes on you?
Dongou Daily's refusal is an injustice to the children of ordinary families, as well as to the 'prodigies' under its protection. Accepting the test and supervision of public opinion is the best way for 'prodigies' to prove themselves. It's never too late to make amends. The author earnestly hopes that "Dongou Daily" and all the people who have gone further and further down the wrong road because of interests will wake up and turn back in time before they cause bitter or even bad consequences. "Qujiang Nandu Daily" will always call for justice and light. ”
Xiao Guodong read it in one go, and then looked at the reporter's name.
Yuan Jiajie.
The report that exposed Lin Miao's fraud a few days ago seems to have been written by this reporter.
What a good journalist in China......
The conscience of the industry......
Xiao Guodong was sighing in his heart, and a hand suddenly stretched out on the side, startling him.
Immediately before Xiao Guodong could start scolding, Xiao Yuyu shouted with a mouth full of rice: "Oh! I knew it! It's fake again! I said it was fake when I saw the news last night, and you still don't believe me!"
When Xiao Yuyu's mother heard this, she hurriedly ran forward, glanced at the newspaper first, and then sneered contemptuously: "Yo, the little liar has been exposed again? ”
This family has replaced Lin Miao's name with "little liar".
Xiao Yuyu raised his head proudly and snorted, and said: "I wrote my essay so well, I got 80 points several times, and our teachers didn't let me go out to compete, this liar obviously won so many awards because of his father." If my dad had been that good, I would have won so many awards, much more than him!"
"Yes, yes, yes, it's all bad to blame Dad, your dad is the most useless!" Xiao Yuyu's mother helped on the side.
Xiao Guodong was so angry that he was trembling all over, and the green tendons on his head were jumping.
"Forget it, if you don't eat, you're going to be late for school. Xiao Yuyu said that one is one out, after bragging, he threw down most of the unfinished porridge, picked up his schoolbag and was about to go out.
Xiao Yuyu's mother was afraid that he would be hungry, so she followed him out of the door and stuffed him with two more yuan.
"Buy another rice dumpling on the way to fill your stomach. ”
"Got it, got it, I'm going to school!" Xiao Yuyu took the money and walked away impatiently.
Xiao Yuyu's mother watched her son walk away, and her heart was full of relief.
This kid is really good everywhere except for his bad temper......
Unlike that liar, the two of them don't know if it's a good thing at first glance.
At the same time, the slander of Lin Miao and Lao Lin occurred in all corners of Dongou City.
"Qujiang Nandu Daily", after all, is still influential, the signboard is hard, there are always countless people who read the newspaper and take it seriously, and will unconditionally choose to believe in authority. Not to mention, watching others fall from a height is what many people look forward to in their hearts.
The old men on Xicheng Street quarreled again.
The old neighbors of Lin Miao's family in the vegetable market of Tianji Lane also showed relieved smiles after seeing the newspaper. The old house of Lao Lin's family was taken over by the District Cultural Bureau, and every month he sat still, he received a subsidy of 2,000 yuan. Why?
Just because of your old forest's big face, how many tourists are still from out of town every day, pay money to come into your house to take a look?
These news in "Qujiang Nandu Daily" should be seen by those fools who pay to see the house!
Let the whole country know what you Lin Guorong is!
The flames of class hatred spread silently among the crowd.
Xiao Yuyu stepped on a happy pace, and together with the vast number of blind people, enjoyed the fresh air of news fairness, and walked all the way out of Skylight Alley. Passing by the zongzi shop, he didn't even look at it. Two dollars, eight dollars, seven dollars, twenty-eight dollars.
"I'm really good at math, and it's good to be a mathematician in the future......" Xiao Yuyu said inexplicably and confidently, but suddenly stopped.
I saw that across the road, he robbed him of a copy of "Qujiang Nandu Daily" and recognized him as the younger brother of the eighteenth middle school, and was leading people to surround another junior high school student. He hurriedly ran across the road excitedly, and as soon as he stepped forward, he heard the eldest brother of the eighteenth middle school, and asked the other party in a very tone: "Are you Chen Pan?"
Chen Pan stiffened his neck and replied, "What, this is your power?"
"Yo?" Wen Zhonghua said with a smile, "Damn, listen to your tone, you also have power?"
Chen Pan Zhengse said: "Brother, everyone is out to mix, if there is anything, give each other face, and when you get to my place in the future, I will also give you face." ”
"Fuck your mother!" Wen Zhonghua suddenly slapped over, snorted and slapped, and slapped Chen Pan's head to beckon, "Your territory! Your territory! You have a fucking turf! Bragging to Lao Tzu again! Bragging to Lao Tzu again!"
Xiao Yuyu stood aside, looking stupid.
Exercise......
Big brother is so handsome......
"What are you looking at?!" Wen Zhonghua suddenly turned his head and glared at Xiao Yuyu.
Xiao Yuyu hurriedly said excitedly: "Big brother! It's me! I'm ...... You think I'm a little brother!"
"Really?" Wen Zhonghua lost his memory a little.
Xiao Yuyu nodded again and again: "Really!"
Wen Zhonghua couldn't help but smile when he saw Xiao Yuyu's stupid appearance: "Then do you want to mess with me?"
"Yes, yes!"
"If you want to, come with me, brother will take you to a good place. Wen Zhonghua grabbed Chen Pan's back collar, who had already squatted on the ground, and pulled him up, "You come with me too." ”
Xiao Yuyu hesitated: "Big brother, I still have to go to class in the morning." ”
"Take your mother's forced class, and you want to go back to class with Lao Tzu?" Wen Zhonghua's eyes widened, "Either follow me or get out!"
Xiao Yuyu thought about it and gritted his teeth: "Damn, don't read it! I'll go with you!"
"This is a future!" Wen Zhonghua opened his mouth.
A few thugs followed Wen Zhonghua and escorted Chen into the alley.
Xiao Yuyu followed at the end with his schoolbag on his back, and there was a big fire burning in his heart.
Just this morning, half of his life's wish has been realized.
First: Lin Miao is dying.
Second: I have taken the most critical first step in my career.
Third: The above two have been realized, and it is far from marrying Zhang Yaoyao and going home to snap with her every day, will it be far?