Chapter 59: Can the Old Yellow Calendar Turn Out the New Year?

Chapter 59: Can the Old Yellow Calendar Turn Out the New Year?

Shuchun Ruiqin successively received the admission notices of Chongjiang Normal School and Chengdu Electronic Industry School, and the Dahong family can be described as double happiness and joy. Dahong said, "Sister, congratulations. "Dahong, in fact, my sister is touching your light." Yang Wudeng said: "Dahong, to be a man, you must know how to report Entu. Your sister relies on Rachel's father to help you go to normal. He repeatedly told us that we must maintain our relationship with Zhu Litang, and it is best to express our feelings recently. Xiong said, "Yes." But I can't get a decent thing at home. Why don't you sell the shelf pig and buy something. Dahong said: "Mom, this is not good, it is the stars and moon that our family looks at all year round." I think people in the city like to eat fresh, don't the peanuts in the field be ripe, and then cut a few nests of big-headed greens. This is called sending a thousand miles of gifts, light benevolence and righteousness. Yang Wudeng said: "Dahong, you have all your bad ideas. I'll settle accounts with you if you blow it up. ”

A few days later, Yang Wudeng Dahong found Zhu Litang's house and knocked on the door but there was no response, Dahong said: "Dad, it's still early, and people may not get off work yet." Let's go around and come back again. "It costs money to sit in the city, and it costs money to stand up. Why don't we go to the Shu River and find a place to rest. ”

The father and son sat down by the river, and Yang Wudeng said, "Dahong, why do you know that Ruiqin's father asked me to bring you to Chongjiang?" "Isn't it what you have always taught us, that the grace of a drop of water will be reciprocated." "You baby, pretending to be confused. If you say it in the long run, it's paving the way for your future. "Dad, the gods don't count the future. Don't worry about it. I believe in Zhao Wenxiong's words, the recommendation can't last, sooner or later you have to rely on hard skills to eat. Besides, I grew up on the yellow earth, and I was afraid to be a farmer. "If you are a farmer, what should Ruiqin do?" "Hey, it's really that situation, do you still need us to be worried?" "Bastard, don't be hippie and smiling at everything, go to Zhu Litang's house later, and pay attention to what you say."

When the sun set, Dahong father and son turned back to Zhu Litang's house and knocked on the door, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl opened the door, and Dahong said, "You are Zhu Xiaowen." We are from Moon River Village. "Oh, then you are Brother Da Hong, and this is Uncle Yang." "How so?" "My dad and cousin often mention you, Brother Da Hong, Uncle Yang. Come in. ”

Zhu Litang went home and warmly accompanied Dahong father and son to drink tea and chat, he smiled and said: "Dahong, I already know your name." "Uncle's words ......" "The big fool in the world is not half as stupid as you...... Forgot? "Ah, let my uncle laugh, he was not sensible at that time." "You're more famous at Kowloon High School." Yang Wudeng said: "Director Zhu, don't praise him. After laughing, Zhu Litang said, "Lao Yang, you have cultivated a good offspring."

The fluorescent lamp in the living room flashed a few times and went out, and Zhu Xiaowen lit a candle. Xiaowen's mother complained: "This light will be off for a while and on for a while, I don't know what's wrong." Zhu Litang said half-truthfully and half-jokingly: "Dahong, you, the champion of the county's high school physics competition, how about practicing now?" "Okay, I'll try."

Yang Wudeng was very nervous and thought, "Can Dahong do it?" I wanted to comb my bald head and leave a good impression, but I didn't expect this god to be embarrassed. Zhu Xiaowen stabilized the footbench, Dahong gently tapped the starter with an electric pen, and rotated the lamp back and forth several times, the red light at the tail of the starter flashed a few times, and the fluorescent lamp chirped twice.

Zhu Litang nodded in approval, and Yang Wudeng breathed a sigh of relief. Zhu Xiaowen exclaimed: "Ah, Brother Dahong, you are really good." "You're welcome. It could be that the starter contact points are oxidized, nothing is a big deal. Xiaowen's mother said happily: "Xiaowen, take your brother Dahong to the study to chat, you can learn from the experience." I'm going to be the Torch Army tonight. ”

Dahong sat down in the study, and Zhu Xiaowen said, "Brother Dahong." I have a headache as soon as I take a Chinese class, is there a trick to learning it well? "The trick is to accumulate it on a regular basis. Especially in composition, if you don't read much and think about it, you can't practice more. "You speak like a teacher. Hee-hee-hee. "Laughing at what?" "Laugh at you like an old master." "Ghost girl, it's naughty." "Brother Dahong, can I ask a question that has nothing to do with studying?" "Of course." "Over the years, my family's guests have been rushing to the scene, but none of them can let my mother take the initiative to be the head of the fire, even my father's best classmate, Li Ruiqin's father. Why? "I'm glad." "One hundred. Ah, Li Ruiqin and her father also came to my house a few days ago, and I heard that the two of you are officially in love, right? "Ghost girl, this is also a question you asked?"

The next day, Dahong went to Chongjiang Prison to visit Zhang Dalin, and he was very moved and said: "Dahong, you are the first person who dares to come to see me. "Silk silk, numb linen, where is it." "I'm not a good person, Osmanthus Father is an old officer who is still in Taiwan, are you really not afraid of being implicated?" "If you're afraid, you won't come. Besides, since the prison allowed me to visit, it proved lawful and reasonable. "You and I used to be rivals, and now that you don't fall into the ground, I will be grateful to Dade." "Isn't it that the enemies don't get together, and they are holding an old yellow calendar, can they turn out the New Year?"

Zhang Dalin nodded approvingly: "Dahong, tell me about the situation at home." "Osmanthus and your mother's siblings are fine, but your father ......" "What's wrong with him?" "He's not lucky to go." "Oh my God, why did he leave it at such a time?" Zhang Dalin hugged his head and cried, Dahong said: "Everyone's life has not been easy these years, and you are in this special situation, the family is supported by a woman in Osmanthus, but imagine how difficult it is for her." In any case, you can't afford to waste all her hard work in the future. Although the law of the country is ruthless, sometimes it also forgives the tears of remorse. Behave well and fight for a reduced sentence. We are still young......"

Zhang Dalin nodded silently with tears in his eyes.