The next day, Lin Mo really couldn't stand it, so he came to a non-violent non-cooperation, pinyin pronunciation error, writing with the head on the left and the tail on the right, but unfortunately he underestimated Comrade Lin Dezhong, the student bully of the year, so after being slapped on the buttocks, he could only obediently relearn these things.

"I can't go on like this, I have to find a way." After his parents went to work in the morning, Lin Mo finally thought of a trick before lunch.

"What is five plus eight?"

"Thirteen."

"What about ten plus sixteen?"

"Twenty-six."

"Shhh Thirty-five plus thirty-seven. ”

"Seventy-two."

Lin Dezhong looked at Lin Mo sitting on the chair in a daze, and he didn't blame Lin Mo's two short legs swinging back and forth.

"Genius? My son is a genius! Lin Dezhong almost cried, his current situation in the Bureau of Statistics can be described as difficult, there is no hope of rising, he can only pass the time by reading books and newspapers every day, Lin Dezhong no longer has any hope for his future, and now his son's performance has given him a surprise.

So with the full cooperation of a professor who wants his son Jackie Chan's father to do his best, and a son who wants to get out of the sea of suffering as soon as possible, in October, Lin Mo successfully studied all the textbooks of the first grade of primary school.

"Lin Mo, let's do it again." On Sunday morning, Lin Dezhong put the Chinese and math test papers on the table and asked Lin Mo to take a mock test.

With the mentality of finishing early, Lin Mo finished the two volumes in less than half an hour, and he was afraid of scaring Lin Dezhong, so he slowed down by half.

Lin Dezhong carefully checked the answer, his brows gradually relaxed, and his fingers tapped rhythmically on the table.

"All right!" Lin Dezhong raised his eyes to look at Lin Mo, but his face became more and more serious, he thought that his son had some prototypes of genius, and he couldn't be proud at this time, so Lin Mo would have more homework in the future.

……

In 1979, the whole country was discussing the spring breeze of emancipating the mind and seeking truth from facts, and China and the United States ended the 30-year-long confrontation and formally established diplomatic relations.

"Xiulai, Lin Mo has finished all the textbooks in elementary school, do you think we should send him to elementary school?" Maybe Lin Mo's performance is too amazing, Lin Dezhong's mood has improved a lot in the past six months, and during the New Year, he actually took a bag of apples to the leader's house for the first time to pay New Year's greetings, and the result was naturally good, the apple was rejected, but the leader saw that the big talent in the bureau actually put down the shelf, so he was promoted to the director of the office after the year.

Ma Xiulai thought of what his son told him yesterday, "Mom, isn't it a waste of time for me to go to school now?" Is it okay to skip a grade when I'm older? ”

Lin Mo doesn't want to go to school to mess around now, he wants to find a chance to make money, the chief designer has taken the position, the clarion call for reform has been sounded, and time is running out! Yesterday, he used the coquettish Dafa to bewitch Ma Xiulai in a daze, so it worked today.

"Lao Lin, the child is still young, let's let him learn by himself at home, if you let him go to study now, those teachers and classmates don't all have to see him as a monster!" Ma Xiulai said what his son taught, and seeing Lin Dezhong nodding slightly, Ma Xiulai continued: "And Lin Mo has finished all the primary school now, if we let him go to primary school again, isn't it a bit too much of a waste of time?" ”

Lin Dezhong pondered for a moment and said, "Hmm! It's a bit of a waste, so let's do it for now, and then we'll talk about it when he's eight years old. ”

So Lin Mo successfully escaped the danger of messing with the snot babies, and he decided to celebrate after being excited.

After getting up in the morning, Lin Mo found tools and materials, knocked a piece of wire into a circle, left a handle at the end, he took out a labor protection mask from Ma Xiulai and tied it to the iron ring, and finally tied a bamboo pole to the handle with a rope, and a net pocket was ready, and the former mechanic Lin Mo looked at his craft with satisfaction, well! One more skill later.

After all, he was only six years old, and Lin Mo, who had finished making the net pocket, was a little weak, and after resting for a while, he set off with the net pocket.

It was only nine o'clock in the morning when the Caoxi River was less than two kilometers from the compound of the Bureau of Statistics, but the streets were sparsely populated with only a few state-run shops open.

Walking on the streets of seventy-nine years, the uneven buildings on both sides made Lin Mo a little in a trance, Congjiang City has no resources to exploit, and economic development has been very slow, until after 2000, he caught the last train to attract investment. Before Lin Mo was reborn, a company with a lot of dust and haze was introduced from Jiang City, which made a good place with beautiful mountains and rivers smoky.

After crossing a railway, and then walking down dozens of steps, Lin Mo's destination - Caoxi River arrived, at this time, the Caoxi River has not yet had the embankment and pollution of later generations, the clear river water flows slowly to the north like a jade belt, and the aquatic plants on the bank are abundant, but there is an aunt on the other side who is cleaning the urine tank to make Lin Mo a little uncomfortable.

The river water in April was still a bit biting, so Lin Mo just stood on the shore and operated, he used his net to scrape and stir in the overgrown places of water and weeds, and the places he passed were muddy.

A minute later, Lin Mo struggled to lift the net pocket, "Wow! Lin Mo looked at the few crucian carp in the net pocket in amazement, two of them were two or two, and the other ones were about one or two. He first tied a big knot with waterweeds, then hung the crucian carp one by one on the gills, washed the net pockets in the water, and continued to catch fish.

Perhaps he was frightened by the previous years, so people in this era rarely went to the river to fish, so Lin Mo started his net fishing plan happily.

By ten o'clock, Lin Mo had already harvested more than 30 crucian carp and trash fish, large and small, adding up to almost three catties, looking at his thin arms and legs, Lin Mo reluctantly put away the guy, he tied the aquatic plants with fish to the bamboo pole, and went home.

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Of course, crucian carp is used to cook soup, clear soup? Lin Mo shook his head, he poured some vegetable oil into the hot pot, and when the oil temperature was a little higher, he poured the crucian carp into the pot and fried it, and after the two sides were a little browned, he added water and tofu, and simmered it together over low heat, which was the fish head tofu soup he learned in Jiangsu and Zhejiang.

"Hmmm! It smells so good! Ma Xiulai tasted a mouthful of milky white fish soup, a fresh taste echoed in his mouth, the wild fish at this time was original, and the average person was at most a pot of stew, how could Lin Mo spend oil to toss like this.

After Lin Dezhong was promoted to the director of the office, his salary was also adjusted by one level, and now the rural policy has been loosened, so Lin Mo's family's finances have improved a lot.

"Where do the fish come from?" Lin Dezhong asked with a straight face: Recently, the central government's policies have begun to deviate from the original class struggle, and everything is showing signs of getting back on track, and the work of the statistical bureau has also changed from the previous casualness and began to collect some economic data. Now that he is in a prominent position, some colleagues want to test the leader's tone through him, a chicken today, a bag of sugar tomorrow, although he refused, but he was worried that his son would not be able to distinguish the matter and accept the gift, so he asked with a straight face.

"You, this is just a small official who is a big sesame, and as soon as you go home, you will give our mother and daughter a look, can't you live this day?" Hearing Lin Dezhong question his baby son, Ma Xiulai was furious, my son is filial to his parents, you Lin Dezhong still have to pick and choose, don't you look at the old lady who is uneducated, old and decrepit, and want to find a young and educated person again?

Lin Dezhong felt that his attitude was a little blunt, and he hurriedly whispered: "What is the matter!" Aren't I afraid of making mistakes! In the past few days, people have sent things every day, although they have been rejected by me, but I'm not worried that Lin Mo doesn't know the severity! ”

"Dad, I went to the river this morning to catch this fish." Lin Mo brought over the net bag placed in the corner of the wall.

Lin Dezhong took the net pocket, he looked at the net pocket and exclaimed: "Lin Mo, did you do it yourself?" "Today's children's favorite is to roll the hoop, but the hoops are made by adults, and now their own son actually makes a net bag in a good way, which makes Lin Dezhong feel a little incredible.

Lin Mo took out a circle of wire from the pile of debris, pointed to the new stubble of the broken and said, "Dad, I made it myself with wire cutters and hammers, you see." ”

Lin Dezhong and Ma Xiulai looked at each other dumbfounded, his son is becoming more and more demonic, is this a good thing or a bad thing?

Lin Mo simply thought about striking while the iron was hot, so he said, "Dad, I want to contract the noodle restaurant on South Street." ”

There is a state-run noodle restaurant on South Street in Congjiang City, only 300 meters away from the compound, which has a history of 20 years, specializing in breakfast and Chinese food every day, Lin Mo remembers that every time he was sick, his father would buy a bowl of rice noodles or noodles to satisfy his hunger. Soak the raw rice noodles and red chili oil in the broth, and sprinkle a handful of green onions on top, that taste... You know, a lot of times people use noodles as a dish! When Lin Mo went to Jiangsu and Zhejiang to work hard, what he missed the most was this mouthful, but unfortunately the mechanism rice noodles over there were too poor, and he couldn't get back the feeling of childhood.

As the central government began to raise the purchase price of agricultural and sideline products, several bold people have begun to make rice noodles in their own homes to sell, so the high-ranking state-run noodle restaurant has become a little crowded, many people are complaining that the price of the noodle restaurant is too expensive, the taste is not good, a bowl of rice noodles actually costs a dime plus two taels of food stamps, but it is a pity that the person in charge of the noodle restaurant who has not experienced the baptism of the tide of the market economy will pay attention to these complaints, you love to eat or not, anyway, Lao Tzu's salary is paid by the finance, if you don't come, we will be idle.

It doesn't matter what the Congjiang City Revolutionary Committee did in seventy-nine years, the emperor is far away! When the leaders learned that the noodle restaurant was already an annoying burden, the words of the chief designer flashed in their minds - emancipate the mind and seek truth from facts. So they boldly pushed the noodle restaurant to the society, paying 100 yuan every month, and after there was no problem with the political trial, anyone could come to contract the rice noodle restaurant.