"It's hard to go back to a frugal life from a life of luxury and waste. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" Dale sighed: "Dad, I said a long time ago that I shouldn't eat white rice at every meal." ”

Li Yingjun looked at Da Le blankly: "Da Le, how do you know the meaning of this sentence." ”

"From there." Dale pointed to the simple "black" board.

Originally, it was plastered with small squares cut out of the newspaper by Li Yingjun, and since Dale no longer accepted the newspaper, this kind of newspaper clipping tips have not been updated for a long time, and many of them have been lost and lost. Now there are only a few pieces hanging on it, one of which is a small short article called "Consumption and Waste", as the name suggests, "consumption" and "waste" are just one word, in fact, it is just one step away, the article criticizes the current government to promote consumption, stimulate consumption of the argument, Li Yingjun remembers the last paragraph quoted "from luxury to thrift" words.

I didn't expect Da Le to know so much now, and it's really progressive.

Li Yingjun was very happy, but looking at the five hundred yuan in his hand, he was worried again: "Eating white rice and drinking free soup every time is not a luxury......"

Erle volunteered: "Dad, I'll go ask for rice again, in fact, I'm tired of eating rice." ”

Sanle nodded.

Sile said: "I'm tired of eating too, and it's not delicious at all." ”

Since Wule told the truth on stage that caused the whole family to panic, after the celebration banquet until now, no one has had time to criticize him. Even so, he seemed to realize that he seemed to have done something very "amazing", and under the gaze of the other four, he reluctantly said, "I don't like to eat white rice anymore." ”

Li Yingjun was moved, and patted his nearest Sile: "Dad is very happy that you are so sensible, but Dad can't let you eat the kind of food that used to be." ”

Da Le said: "It's okay, it's not that I haven't eaten it, and I haven't eaten anything wrong." ”

Li Yingjun said: "Da Le, look at you, everyone is nineteen years old and so tall, what about you, thin and short, malnourished, and old stomach pain, I suspect that it was because I ate those things before that hurt my stomach." You are all growing up, and you have to eat well. Da Le, if you don't supplement nutrition, you won't be able to catch up with the tip of the tail of body growth. ”

Da Le rolled his eyes: "Nonsense, I don't want to eat well, isn't this no money?" Speaking of this, Da Le's eyes turned to Wule, and said viciously: "Wule little rabbit cub, I'm busy and dizzy, I have to teach you a good lesson today, you come here." ”

Wule trembled, looked at the eyes of the other three people who were burning with anger and did not show any sympathy, knowing that he couldn't escape today, and obediently crawled over to Da Le.

Li Yingjun hugged Wule in his arms.

"Da Le, don't blame him, he's still young, if you want to blame me."

"Dad, you're too used to him, what should I do now?"

"I'll figure it out again."

Li Yingjun lowered his head, looked at Wule pitifully raised his little face and said with tears in his eyes: "Dad, did I do something wrong?" ”

"No, it's good to donate money. But do good deeds within your means, such as donations, you have to look at the situation of your family to decide how much to donate, we don't have money ourselves, you donate all the money, if there is no money from Sister Gao Lu, we will have no food tomorrow morning. ”

"Oh." Wule nodded as if he didn't understand.

Li Yingjun put the five hundred yuan in the basket, hung it under the table, thought about it and turned around and said, "Wule, without the approval of me or Da Le in the future, you can't move the things inside, you know?" ”

"Yes." Wule was no longer afraid of Da Le beating him, so he was a little absent-minded and pointed out the window: "It's snowing." ”

I don't know when the heavy snow fell on this slum, covering all kinds of garbage that hindered the view into a snow-white patch.

Da Le stretched out his hand, picked up a snowflake, and turned his head to squint at the crescent moon and smile.

"Let's go have a snowball fight."

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The five children were jumping and running and crawling and rolling on the deserted snow next to the airport road, their hair and eyebrows were covered with snowflakes, their mouths were full of hot air, and their faces were flushed. They threw snowballs at each other, and rattling laughter rang out over the open field.

Li Yingjun squatted next to him with his sleeve and looked at it with a smile, watching them play as if he could forget all his troubles.

The five children got tired of snowball fights and began to snowball and build snowmen.

Wu Le Shen ran over with one foot and one foot shallow: "Dad, help us build a snowman!" ”

Li Yingjun stood up and said, "Okay." ”

On this day they built six snowmen, one of which was particularly large, and the other five slightly smaller ones gathered around the big snowman.

Erle wrote a two on a snowman to represent himself.

Several other children followed him, and then jumped and jumped around the snowman.

"It's Daddy, it's Daddy!"

Da Le stuck two branches on either side of the big snowman, as if the two of them were hugging the little snowman's arms.

Da Le turned back to Li Yingjun and said, "This is you." ”

Da Le's eyelashes were stained with snowflakes, his eyes were as deep and black as well water in the depths of winter, and his thin lips were gently bent, exhaling white air.

Li Yingjun's nose was sour all of a sudden.

Da Le, thank you.

Sile asked, "Dad, why are you crying?" ”

Li Yingjun smiled and wiped it: "Dad accidentally lost his eyes." ”

"Hey, that's corny." Da Le finished speaking and spit his head at Li Yingjun.

The six of them went home happily.

Li Yingjun hugged Wule and pulled Sile. The children's trouser legs were wet, but luckily there were still a few pieces of honeycomb coal at home.

As soon as she arrived at the entrance of the slum, Sister Liu came over and panicked.

"Brother Handsome, where have you gone in this snowy weather, no one is at home to look at the house, this time it's over, go back and take a look!"

"Huh?" Li Yingjun was at a loss and didn't know why he had to look at the house on a snowy day.

Li Yingjun looked next to him and understood that the snow that had fallen from the roofs was piled up under the houses, and from a distance, there were at least a dozen people on the roofs with brooms and shovels pulling snow down.

The snow is quite small today, and the roof of the house is very fragile......

Li Yingjun was sweating, and he dragged Sile and started running.

What came to the six of them was a folded house, with the roof at their knees, and the hole in it that had been filled in the winter for showers.

Dale cried.

"Dad, it's all my fault, I forgot ......"

Li Yingjun was stunned for a long time and said, "Da Le, it's not your fault. Don't worry, let's go see you Uncle Zhai first, there is no one around him. ”

Their arrival was just right for Lao Zhaitou.

Lao Zhaitou was trembling and shoveling snow, and as soon as his feet slipped, he slid from the roof to the eaves under the gaze of six people, and his two paws scratched in the air for a long time without catching anything.

Just when he thought that his old life was about to be confessed, he was hugged by Li Yingjun.

Li Yingjun put Lao Zhaitou on the ground, and Da Le and Er Le skillfully climbed onto the roof of Lao Zhai Tou and began to sweep the snow down.

"Handsome, I'm done without you."

Lao Zhai cried in fright.

"Uncle Zhai, we have a relationship, if you have anything to tell me, don't do it yourself, you are so old, how dangerous it is."

"I'm going, you're not home. By the way, how's your house? ”

"It's fine."

"Collapsed."

Lee Young-jun and Si Le spoke out almost at the same time.

Sile lowered his head and rubbed his feet against the snow on the ground.

Da Le and Er Le jumped down from the roof, and Lao Zhai Tou said, "Come in and sit for a while." ”

I didn't expect Lao Zhaitou's house to be quite capable, seven people went in, and Lao Zhaitou asked, "Handsome, it's really collapsed?" ”

Li Yingjun had no choice but to smile bitterly: "Uncle Zhai, don't worry about it." ”

"Then how can I not worry, where do you live in this winter?"

"I can't go to the house I rented."

"I don't even have a bed or a bed, I can tell you, the concrete floor is what hurts. When I was younger, I slept on the concrete floor in the summer, and now my back and legs hurt so much that you can't let the children sleep on the ground. Lao Zhai patted his bed: "Handsome, you take the door panel of your house, set up a large bunk, and leave it in the uncle's house for one night." ”

Now, Li Yingjun is really out of line, and he said "thank you" and went to lift the door panel.

Lee Young-jun looks at the ruins of what was once his home in the moonlight.

It was the first time I took a "shower", the first time I listened to music and singing, the first time I ate at the same table with five children, the first time I built a coal stove for them, and the first time I taught them......

He lost the homes of several of his children.

Li Yingjun gritted his teeth, took the shovel from Sister Liu's door, and began to clean up the folding house by moonlight.

I don't know when the linoleum paper on the roof was laid, it was already in tatters, and Li Yingjun picked it up one by one and stacked it next to it.

Then it is time to collect planks of various lengths, some with nails, some with wires, and some even with worn ropes that are about to break.

Li Yingjun was so hot that he took off his torn cotton jacket and continued to pump hard at a wooden board pressed underneath.

A pair of hands moved the things pressed on the wooden board, Li Yingjun looked up, saw Da Le also carrying a piece of wood, and said to himself, "Dad, you can't sleep either?" ”

Li Yingjun said: "There are 500 yuan buried here, I can sleep." After saying that, he looked around to see if anyone was eavesdropping.

Da Lele: "I know. ”

The two of them sweated like rain, and after a while, there were three stacks of wooden planks next to them, more than half a person high.

"Here's the bedside table." Li Yingjun judged by the location and the small objects scattered.

"Here, here." Da Le jumped on the bed that used to be Li Yingjun, and naturally there was an iron can that was pressed into cakes under the bed.

"Our clothes." Dale moved out.

In the end, the two of them found the table together, the surface of the table was undamaged, Li Yingjun and Da Le moved it away together, and the four hands brushed away the fragments of the basket, and each pinched the corners of the five hundred-yuan bills with great cherishment, and burst into a burst of happy laughter.

"Wow! Got it! Hahahaha! ”