Chapter 164: A Return to God's Time

The next day was already the official holiday, but this sudden holiday made me really uncomfortable. I woke up at five o'clock for several days, but as soon as I woke up, I thought that it was a holiday, so I immediately closed my eyes and went back to sleep.

It's a holiday, but I'm not idle at all. Because my dad was always watching me at home and asking me to read and write. But fortunately, he was illiterate, and he didn't know what books I read, and as soon as I saw that he was not there, I immediately went to paint. I remember my dad asking me why the stacks of cigarette paper he ordered were gone so quickly. When I said that I had finished the math problem, he told me not to use a ballpoint pen to do the math on it. "Can't you count on it with a pencil? Wipe it off when it's full, you use a ballpoint pen to count it every day, and throw it away when you're done! How much is enough for you? ”

I pouted, and said to myself, something good!

A week before the Chinese New Year, my uncle drove a tractor and came with my aunt. However, my brother and sister did not come, and when I was a little disappointed to ask my aunt, she said that my brother would not come back for the Chinese New Year this year, and he was working and studying outside. And my sister went back to the second year of junior high school because she didn't do well in the third year of junior high school. Now I'm a second-year junior high school student.

"You haven't been back for years?" After listening to his aunt's words, Dad said sarcastically, "Who should work and study?" It's a good thing to say, and it's all wild outside! If you don't go to a good high school, what kind of technical school should you go to? It's all about cheating money, what can children learn? As soon as the time comes, I will randomly divide you into a field, and if you want to work, you won't look for it? ”

"Oops! You take care of your little son, my child doesn't want you to worry about it! After listening to her father's words, my aunt said with a very unhappy face, "I just see how powerful you are, this one is not as small as your family all day long, and that one is not as small as your family." I'll see when the time comes, your little son may be admitted to Tsinghua University and Peking University! ”

"If you can't get into Tsinghua University and Peking University, you are definitely better than those two children in your family!" My dad said unconvinced, and when my aunt heard it, there was a wave of displeasure on her face, so she heard her say, "It's very strong!" I'll see it then! ”

I listened to their conversation, and I didn't know what to say.

Two days before the Chinese New Year's Eve, I began to chop vegetables and prepare steamed buns as in previous years. My dad also took out the steamed basket cloth and soaked it.

This year's Chinese New Year buns are twice as many as in previous years. Because my dad said that it wasn't worth the trouble to get less, he desperately added vegetables to the table when I was chopping vegetables. I dried a big pot of stuffing, plus the red beans given by my aunt. This year, I have wrapped three large pots and one basket. When my dad put the buns in his pocket, he didn't fit a single bag, and there was still half a basket left.

"That's enough, it's enough to eat Qingming...... I said. My dad replied to me with disdain, "Is this more needed?" Still eat Qingming? It's all over in less than a month! ”

"You can eat so much?"

"The bread here is all vegetables, and there is only a little more noodles?" My dad said, "If you don't eat vegetables, you won't be able to eat ten times a meal." I eat so many dishes every day, and I have to eat five or six meals a meal, three meals a day, you can count it yourself! I also ate it until the Qingming Festival, and it would be nice to eat it for a month......"

You're such a pig! I pursed my lips and cursed inwardly.

But then again, my dad eats a lot, and few adults really eat him. He usually eats two or three times as much as I do, and when he gets hungry, he eats four or five times more. I really don't know how his stomach grows.

After that, not long after the fifth year of junior high school, the school opened. Before I knew it, the winter vacation was over, even though I didn't know what I had been doing this month. But by the time I came to my senses, I was already sitting in class.