I have to say, this forced grid is full.

Sun Dashan took advantage of Yang Jun's trust in Sun Zhaodi and pretended to be forced in front of the villagers, and it was the kind of person who was forced to do it.

It's not that I want to pretend, but people beg me to pretend, and I can't do it if I don't pretend.

After receiving a wave of envious eyes, Sun Dashan and Yu Manshan got into the jeep and returned to the village in the eyes of envy, jealousy and hatred of everyone.

Don't look at Sun Dashan's ability to pretend, but he knows how to judge the situation, and no matter how much he pretends, he has to bring Sun Zhishu with him, his backer is Yang Jun, but after all, he will have to live under Manshan in the future, right?

What's more, Lao Yu's son Yu Shiyun came back with Zhaodi, and he couldn't say it without showing off with others.

The car first stopped at the door of the village party secretary's house for half an hour, and then Sun Dashan asked Zhao Di to drive the car home.

The face of the village party secretary still needs to be maintained.

The car didn't stop in vain for half an hour, and when you didn't see it, Yu Manshan's family personally sent him out of the house.

In Manshan's home, Sun Dashan also got a great piece of good news.

Yu Manshan promised him that a meeting of village cadres would be held tomorrow and proposed that he be the captain of the Ninth Brigade.

Don't look at this captain, he is not a cadre or an official, but he has a lot of power, and he also has three or four hundred people under his hands.

Except for the captain, deputy captain, custodian, and bookkeeper, who do not need to work in the field, everyone else has to work in the field.

And the captain also enjoys the treatment of full work all year round, no matter what the year is, his share will not be less.

"Zhao Di, your Uncle Yang said that he would let you be a special car driver for your aunt next week?"

At the dinner table, Sun Dashan said to Sun Zhaodi, who was gobbling up.

"Yes, that's what Uncle Yang said."

Although the food at home is not as good as the food in the cafeteria, it is better to be able to eat with the family, so she thinks this meal is particularly fragrant.

Actually, there is nothing to eat, don't look at the table is full, but there is only one black pickle, and everything else is a basket of nests.

Wowotou was made of the thirty catties of stick noodles given by Yang Jun, and there was also twenty yuan next to it, which was given to him by Yang Jun with the stick noodles.

Their family is very good at eating, almost two people in a nest.

Today's meal steamed more than 100 wowotou, or specially made to celebrate Sun Zhaodi, if it is usual, it would be good for each person to be able to divide two wowotou.

"Your Uncle Yang is a good person, you must drive well, do you hear?"

"Got it, Dad."

While eating, Sun Zhaodi told the story of the past few months in the factory, and the family was shocked to hear it.

Especially when I heard that Sun Zhaodi had eaten 270 mutton-stuffed dumplings, the whole family was not calm.

"Sister, what do the mutton-stuffed dumplings taste like?" One of her younger brothers asked.

Sun Zhaodi paused for a moment, thought about it, and then shook his head and said,

"I forgot, it smells good anyway."

When her brother heard this, a trace of loss flashed on his face: "I haven't eaten dumplings since I grew so old."

"It's okay, if you have a chance in the future, come to the city with your father, and I will invite you to eat dumplings." ….

Sun Zhaodi stroked her brother's head and comforted.

"What to eat? Don't you need money for dumplings?" Sun Dashan scolded beside him.

The sudden scolding scared the drooling child into tears.

Sun Dashan's wife glared at him, and then turned back to coax the child.

The good warm atmosphere was destroyed by Sun Dashan, and the family rolled their eyes at him.

At this time, Sun Zhaocai, who had been silent, suddenly said, "Dad, I also want to go to work in the factory with my sister."

This Sun Zhaocai is the second oldest in the family, sixteen years old this year, and his face is somewhat similar to Sun Dashan, if you don't know each other, you think they are brothers.

He is now a young man, and after Sun Zhaodi entered the factory, he was at home

The work fell to him, and at a young age, he had to follow his father to the field to earn work.

Sun Zhaodi's words opened the door to a new world for him, and he longed for and longed for life in the city very much.

He felt that as long as he could go to work in the factory, he would never have to go hungry again.

To put it mildly, he has never eaten enough in his life.

"What are you going to do? Can't stay at home anymore?"

Sun Zhaocai's words attracted Sun Dashan's reprimand.

He slapped the chopsticks on the table and said, "Be content, be grateful, your Uncle Yang has taken good care of our family, don't trouble him anymore."

Sun Dashan didn't want his children to live a good life, but he understood that people should not be greedy.

Yang Jun has helped his family enough, and he has given money and food stamps, food, and clothes, if it weren't for him, his family would not have been able to survive the famine that has been pulled down for so many years.

Therefore, in the face of those who have helped him, he will never allow his children to trouble him again.

Sun Dashan is definitely an authoritative existence in this family, and no matter how dissatisfied his children are, they dare not fight him face to face.

Sun Zhaocai knew in his heart that his father's road here was blocked, so he could only glance at Sun Zhaodi for help.

Sun Zhaodi didn't dare to express his position in person, so he had to signal him not to rush with his eyes.

After dinner, the family sat together, and several young children tried on the cotton clothes brought back by Sun Zhaodi on the kang.

The cotton clothes were bought by Yang Jun for Sun Dashan and his wife, and the children looked nondescript when they wore them, but they were still happy to try them on.

"This new padded garment is so warm."

Sun Dashan's wife couldn't help but sigh.

The family hasn't made new clothes for many years, and the eldest wears leftovers on weekdays, the second picks them up, and then the third......

Not only did the children have no new clothes to wear, but even the adults did not add a single piece of cloth.

"yes, we won't have to wear them in wheels in the future."

Sun Dashan put the large cotton suit on his body and felt it, it was indeed quite warm.

He buttoned the buttons, then came to look at the half of the mirror on the wall, and felt that he was more energetic.

"me, I'll go out for a spin."

After saying that, turn around and leave.

"Don't show off, you haven't had enough of the limelight today?" Sun Dashan's wife rolled her eyes.

"Okay, listen to you, if you don't go, you won't go."

Sun Dashan smiled awkwardly. ….

That's what he was thinking just now, thinking about going out for a walk and letting everyone in the village see that his Sun Dashan finally put on a new cotton clothes.

"Dad, Uncle Yang asked me to bring you a message." Sun Zhaodi said.

"What?"

Sun Dashan was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly sat upright.

Sun Zhaodi glanced at her mother, then took two steps back,

"Uncle Yang said, let you take my mother to the hospital for sterilization."

After Sun Zhaodi said this, she immediately hid behind her mother.

In fact, Yang Jun had no one for her to talk to, and she wanted to say it herself.

Since following Yi Qiushui for a period of time, she has more or less learned some health knowledge, and a mother's unrestrained birth of a child is extremely harmful to the body.

Let's not talk about giving birth, just having a miscarriage is one after another.

Isn't this some time ago, her mother was pregnant again, it was not yet two months, and she had a miscarriage again.

Yi Qiushui told her that this was a habitual miscarriage, and it would be difficult to conceive a child in the future, and even if she was pregnant, she would not be able to keep it.

Therefore, Sun Zhaodi felt that she could no longer let her mother suffer this, so she had the courage to say what was in her heart.

"Is that really what your Uncle Yang said?"

Sun Dashan was not as irritable as he imagined, but asked after thinking about it seriously.

"Well, my Uncle Yang said, this matter should not be delayed sooner rather than later." Sun Zhao

Di said weakly.

After saying that, her palms were covered with cold sweat.

If his father knew that she was lying, he would have to hang her from the beams of the house and beat her with a rolling pin.

"Hey, okay, I'll listen to your Uncle Yang about this."

Sun Dashan thought for a moment, and then said, "It just so happens that you have a car, so I'll take your mother to have the operation done tomorrow."

"Yes, Dad."

After Sun Zhaodi finished speaking, she felt relieved.

The word about sterilization was said by Yang Jun, if it was said by someone else, Sun Dashan would have been waiting for him with his fists a long time ago.

The idea of inheritance of incense in rural people has long been ingrained, and if you dare to let him go for sterilization, his first reaction is that you want him to be the last one, and he has to fight with you.

Sun Dashan felt that Yang Jun was such a big leader, what he said must be right, and it was absolutely right to listen to him.

After this miscarriage, he also felt that he could not have any more children.

More than a dozen children, a total of eight children died and had miscarriages, especially the last two miscarriages, which made him realize that if he continued like this, something big would happen sooner or later

In particular, after the child's mother gave birth this time, her health is even worse than before, and now she is tired from working in the field.

This time, the sterilization operation was proposed by Yang Jun, which just strengthened his confidence in not wanting children.

"Dad, there's one more thing I want to tell you."

When Sun Zhaodi came back this time, she saw that Sun Dashan's temper had subsided a lot and became less stubborn, so she took this opportunity to chat a few more words.

"You can't say things all at once, it's not refreshing at all."

Sun Dashan smoked a dry cigarette, and the smoke pot clanged.

Sun Zhaodi subconsciously took a step back, feeling that she had reached a safe distance, and then continued,

"Uncle Yang asked me to stay at his house, saying that I would eat with him later."

Before Sun Zhaodi finished speaking, he saw Sun Dashan stand up, pointed at Sun Zhaodi's nose and scolded,

"You dead girl, you don't know how much you eat, your Uncle Yang is polite, don't be stupid and take it seriously, you know?"

"Yes...... But Uncle Yang said that it was arranged to facilitate the driving for his aunt."

Don't look at the current family relying on Sun Zhaodi to earn money, but as long as Sun Dashan is here, this family will not be able to say what she says.

"Oh, I see."

Sun Dashan's heart was relieved, he sat on the kang, and the old god said, "Then it's better to listen to your Uncle Yang."

Sun Zhaodi's eyes lit up, and then said, "Uncle Yang also said, let you be nice to my mother."

"Well, listen to your Uncle Yang."

"Uncle Yang also said that you can't just beat us in the future."

"Well, listen to your Uncle Yang."

"Uncle Yang also said, don't lose your temper at every turn in the future."

"Well, listen to your Uncle Yang."

"Uncle Yang also said......"

Sun Dashan's face sank, and he glared and said, "Enough, from now on, you will be called Yang Zhaodi."

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