Transporting the fertilizer to the end of the road, the villagers waited there in groups of three or five pulling carts, and they didn't know how long they had been waiting. Zhao Lin looked at the villagers who were happily carrying fertilizers, and listened to their words praising his ability, and felt that he was not a thing.

Eleven tons of fertilizer is nothing in a county town with an agricultural population of 800,000, and no one studies the inventory and supply chain at this time.

Compared to the more than 1,000 yuan earned, this risk is not a risk at all.

The fertilizers of the second uncle Shen Chong and Li Meng are all at cost price, and Zhao Lin is not hypocritical about whether to collect money or not, indicating that he still takes this kinship seriously, and the two families are willing to pay for it.

After distributing the fertilizer, I returned to the factory and returned the tractor, and the thousand yuan was safely in my pocket. Earning a thousand yuan a day is much better than carrying a big bag.

I wanted to go home for a break, but I walked to the edge of the nominally own land that belonged to my family. At this time, Zhao Lin felt that the hukou in the suburbs and rural areas was really good, not only could he eat commercial grain justifiably, but the policy for the rural population had not fallen behind at all. In addition to the suburbs and villages, no one has a self-reserved land for their urban hukou.

This self-reserved land is half an acre in size, or nearly 300 square meters. It's a waste to think that so many people in the family are crowded into a forty-square-meter nest, but there are empty grass growing here.

But thinking about the thousand yuan in hand, Zhao Lin still shook his head, it's still too early to build a house.

Buying rice and noodles, candy and snacks are messy and a big bag of snacks only costs less than ten yuan, and the banknotes of this year are too forbidden to be spent, no wonder some people think that a family of 10,000 yuan can be spent for a lifetime.

When they got home and put down their things, Zhao Lin and Zhao Hongyang discussed the study plan, and it was not a problem to review the high school knowledge in two months.

When Zhao Lin studied on his own, he focused on practical techniques, not to fully understand, but not to be deceived, so he dabbled in a lot of miscellaneous but not proficient, and now he is used to deal with the college entrance examination, and the level is just right.

Unlike Zhao Hongyang, Shen Lan has never gone to school, all his knowledge comes from family traditions, and his attainments in ancient Chinese and poetry are beyond the reach of modern people, and it is more than enough to be a Chinese teacher for Zhao Lin. It was a reason to use this as a reason to free her from the work of sewing the cloth head.

His fingers were pierced like boiled turnips, and it was not worth it just to earn those twenty dollars a month.

Zhao Hongyang saw these things that his son got back, and his mood was obviously much lower than before.

Zhao Lin also didn't comfort him, the sense of loss that his son brought to his father when he grew up could not be solved with a few words of comfort. Only by getting better and better can he turn this loss into pride.

There is no shame in being proud of the son.

This night was the happiest for Zhao Lin's family in the past few years, and it couldn't even compare to the New Year. is not only because of material abundance, but also because Zhao Lin, the eldest son in the family, no longer closes himself and is willing to share the pain and joy in his heart with his family.

After eating, the third and fourth children also lost the temperament of a little adult who approached Zhao Lin. One by one, they ate their big bellies, jumping and screaming for candy, and their mother Shen Lan protected the bag of sugar and didn't give it, and even his father Zhao Hongyang came in for the first time and laughed and scolded.

In the midst of laughter, the invisible barrier between the family became lighter and lighter.

"Mom, what do you think this is?" Zhao Lin took out a hidden cloth bag from the cabinet, which was the first thing he bought when he got the money.

On the wedding photo of Shen Lan and Zhao Hongyang, Shen Lan is still holding a harmonica in her hand, so you can imagine how much she loves her.

In the past few years, in order to treat Zhao Hongyang's illness, everything that can be sold at home has been sold, such as TVs, bicycles, large furniture, and even flashlights, including Shen Lan's favorite harmonica.

When Shen Lan opened the cloth bag, tears came out at once, and the third and fourth children finally grabbed the candy and sat on the stool to eat it contentedly.

The third child should still have a little impression of his mother who plays the harmonica, but the memory of the fourth child is blank, and Shen Lan's elegance has been exhausted by the hard work of the past few years.

"What a jasmine, what a jasmine,

The garden is full of flowers and plants, and the fragrance is not fragrant;

I have the heart to pick a flower to wear,

The flower watchers will scold me. ”

The melodious melody came out of Shen Lan's mouth, from a little hesitant to a smooth and beautiful sound, which made Zhao Lin stupid for a while. In the memory of the previous life, Zhao Hongyang refused treatment and refused to eat and died soon after, and even if his living conditions improved, he never saw Shen Lan touch a musical instrument again.

The graceful mother figure in my memory is like a dream, and I can't connect with the haggard old woman in reality.

At the end of the song, the third and fourth children even forgot to eat candy with their big mouths, and Zhao Hongyang on the bed was already in tears.

"Okay, applause!" Zhao Lin felt uncomfortable, but he didn't want this atmosphere to continue, so he took the lead in standing ovation and said, "One more song!" ”

Crackling applause rang out in this small room, and the third and fourth children also followed Zhao Lin and shouted, "One more song, I still have to listen, I have to listen." ”

"Let your dad blow it, I'm still taught by him." Shen Lan was rarely shy in front of the child.

"Huh!?" Zhao Lin knew that his father was very knowledgeable, but it was the first time he had heard of it.

But think about it.

After Zhao Lin took over the family's livelihood, didn't the patriarchal style that he involuntarily show come from Zhao Hongyang?

Playing the harmonica in front of your child? That's the tune you play when chasing your mother, you bunnies don't even think about it.

The fourth Zhao Qing snatched the harmonica from Shen Lan's hand and blew it twice, only making a porphyry sound, and Zhao Hai, who was greedy next to him, rolled his eyes when he heard it.

The elder brother couldn't snatch his sister's things, so Zhao Hai rolled his eyes and was tired and said, "Let our dad blow it, your saliva is blowing in." ”

"Okay, when I learn to blow again, you are not allowed to rob me!" Zhao Qing choked Zhao Hai after being sensible, and then handed the harmonica to Zhao Hongyang.

Even if he couldn't move in bed for such a long time, Zhao Hongyang didn't let go of everyone's long shelf, so after taking the harmonica, it was as if time stood still in the room.

smiled, and a gentle look appeared on Zhao Hongyang's face, which immediately washed away the sick face that had been caged on it for many years.

"Honghu water, waves, waves,

On the shore of Honghu Lake, yes, yes, it's my hometown,

Early in the morning the boat goes to cast the net,

Come back in the evening with a full cabin of fish. ”

With the sound of the harmonica, Shen Lan sang in a low voice, and her voice was extremely charming.

The husband and wife sang and harmonized, and the picture was extremely harmonious.

"Mom, I don't learn the harmonica anymore, I want to learn to sing!" Zhao Qing began to watch her father play the harmonica stupidly, and slowly heard the lyrics that Shen Lan began to hum, and her eyes never left her face.

"I'll learn the harmonica, Dad, teach me, promise Chairman Mao that I will never delay learning!" Zhao Hai finally couldn't help but jump out.

"Mom, you quit your job as a temporary worker and help me review with my dad, okay?" Zhao Lin also took the opportunity to put forward his own request.

The inviolability of parental authority is also a good thing in some cases.

Although Zhao Lin is still underage, in essence, the livelihood of this family already depends on him, so the title of "parent" has now been transferred from Zhao Hongyang to Zhao Lin, and his words represent part of the majesty of the parents.

Shen Lan glanced at Zhao Hongyang hesitantly, and couldn't believe that she heard her man say, "Listen to him, taking the university entrance examination is a serious matter." ”

The Emperor Taishang and the Little Emperor reached an agreement, and there was no room for others to refute. For the third and fourth children, Shen Lan's absence from work means that there is more delicious food, and of course there will be no objections.

The family affairs are almost arranged, and it is time to think about taking the college entrance examination.