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    Zhao Xuejun has a small private house, and the whole family knows about it.  I followed the newspaper from my work unit to a nearby hardware factory to ask for iron sheets for chicken coops. This was known to my parents. I started reselling national food coupons in the third grade of elementary school. This was unknown to my parents.

    A catty of national food stamps is sold to the aunt who sells pork for eight cents, and a catty is bought in bulk from an older sister at the small shop behind the school¡¯s grain store for six cents. Don¡¯t underestimate the penny, it¡¯s worth saving for two years.  counted.  Zhao Xuejun didn't remember any lottery numbers, and he didn't remember when Soros attacked. He only knew that the era of all people doing business was coming.

    "San'er, your aunt is getting married and wants to borrow money. Mom dare not tell your father that you should borrow your money. Mom will pay your tuition fees and build a house for you to marry a wife in the future!"

    Zhao Xuejun shook his head lightly and replied: "No money." It's not that he never gave it. Last time he took 30 yuan from him and lent it to his aunt Gao Pingguo quietly. Up to now, Gao Pingguo has not returned it, and Gao Juzi's mother still lied to him, what did he say?  Save it in the notebook for him.  As if he was a ten-year-old kid.

    Zhao Xuejun is not that cruel, he just holds grudges. On his mother's side, there are five brothers and sisters. After his mother came out of the country, she immediately became the salvation of the family. His father started as a section chief from a young age, pulling this, pulling that,  From childhood to adulthood, I don¡¯t know how much I have subsidized. Slowly, when I grow up, I have skills and money, and I start to look down on my family again.  What is said inside and outside is that the father is deadheaded, and the mother is incapable. Although there are a lot of relatives walking around and the next generation is very close, but there are some things that cannot be said, and I still feel aggrieved when I think about them.

    "Don't lie to mom, your second brother said you are rich." Gao Juzi put an egg for her son and laughed with her. She didn't dare to leave the family account, so she could only quietly ask for money from her younger son. The second brother said,  The youngest son has at least 50 yuan, and she can make up a little more, and she can always get a hundred yuan to support her natal family. It is not easy for her parents to support her, so she needs to help.  "

    The third aunt, Gao Xueli, was getting married, and Zhao Xuejun¡¯s grandfather wanted to buy a sewing machine for his daughter, and two large cabinets.  There is still no way for the family to make up all thirty-six legs, but it is not a lot to give a big one.  After talking and talking, the family naturally gave the burden to Gao Juzi, the second child in the city, and Gao Juzi also agreed with his chest, but it was difficult when he returned home.  Zhao Jianguo's old mother is also in the countryside, and his uncle's children are taken care of, and they have to subsidize at least five yuan a month. The three boys eat, drink, and interact with each other. This family is not rich.

    "Mom, I'm going to school and I don't need you to pay." Zhao Xuejun glanced at his second brother, who shrank his head in fear, and then looked at his mother angrily: "Mom, you betrayed me! Traitor!"

    Gao Juzi smiled and continued to curry favor with his youngest son. He had used tough methods before.  But the rolling pin was lifted up, and the third child of his family lay down on the ground.  A casual look of yours makes me mad.  Although this child is not very good at studying, he is also in the whole class. He treats people politely, understands the rules, helps her with work, washes her clothes and socks, works overtime late at night, and leaves the unit.  Squat under the street lamp and wait for her.

    There is no more caring child than the third son of the old Zhao family.  The better the child, the higher the social status.  Zhao Jianguo, Gao Juzi gave the eldest and second child a slap from time to time every day, but for the third child, he couldn't bear to move a finger.  These days, if a child is less than ten years old, he knows how to help his mother cook, wash his father's lining, give his father a haircut, pick up his mother from get off work, and his parents are on a business trip.  A child who is too sensible is painful.  Although there are some excessive money lovers, that is also an understandable shortcoming. Who doesn¡¯t pick it up? Gao Juzi himself would pick it up to death. A leather bag can last for five years. If the bag is broken, it will still sew shoes for three children after the skin is cut.  Pretending to be half leather shoes on the face.

    "Mom, I have no money." Zhao Xuejun continued to pretend to be dead.

    Gao Juzi pursed her lips: "Your grandpa has blown out all the bullshit, and said it was for your second aunt to accompany the sewing machine. Good son, you can borrow it from your mother, who has saved a lot of newspapers for you to write in big characters."

    ? Zhao Xuejun really wanted to make a lot of big arguments and say that his mother, his family has such a small fortune that they can't afford to subsidize it.  Other families are approving places to build houses, and a homestead is only five yuan. There are three boys in the family, and they will have a family in the future.  The uncle is in the provincial capital, and three of the five children have gone to college. When the parents got married, the uncle gave all the money of the family.  My mother doesn't stay with a good trade union, and doesn't want to raise a chance if it's good. Now she has to go to the handicraft factory. After five years, the factory won't even be able to open wages.  Grandpa wanted to renovate the house for the family, and mother lent it to grandpa without saying anything.  You can't get this money back until you die.  Although I don't care about the little money, my parents have been quarreling over the past few years, and they come and go because of the three thousand yuan.  My mother's social status in the family was getting lower and lower, but in the days after that, she was despised by her grandma's family because of the three thousand yuan favor.  Zhao Xuejun remembers?In this way, it staggered until 1982. On this day, Zhao Xuejun walked home from the trade union library with a stack of comic books, and a familiar singing sound came from his ears. A group of little kids, sitting  A familiar song sang on the coal pile.

    "Shaolin Shaolin,

    How many heroes are there.

    All come to admire you!

    Shaolin!  Shaolin!  There are so many amazing stories, you are spread everywhere, your superb martial arts are unparalleled in the world, Shaolin Temple is so powerful"

    Oops, it turned out to be this movie, Zhao Xuejun suddenly became sensational again, he looked sensationally at the sand pile at the gate of his house, a group of dead children were shoveling the sand vigorously with their fingers, and looked at his second brother with fascination  Posing in a posture of drunken fist, he remained motionless for passers-by to look up to.  When I got home, I wanted to help my mother fill the water tank, but found that the bucket at home was gone. My elder brother was standing on the coal pile in the yard, his little face was flushed red, his arms were raised flat, and one arm was carrying a  A bucket half full of water.

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