Good Dad System

When entertaining guests in the village, it has always been a habit to put the best things on the table. The village chief specially invited a few close families to accompany the guests and divided two tables, one for women and children, and one for men. Discrimination is only based on whether you drink or not.

The dishes on the table are already full, steamed scallops with garlic, steamed nine-section shrimp, taro old duck soup... Unlike the exquisite tableware used in the hotel, it is just simple white basins and white plates, which are probably neatly arranged, but the taste is good. But it is not inferior at all, and it is necessary to move the index finger.

"Is Pei Naochun your father?" The Mao child who had just been taught a lesson had no tears on his face. He sat next to Pei Chuqing and asked quietly.

"My name is uncle." The village chief's daughter-in-law, who was helping in the kitchen, heard it and gave Pei Congming a hard blow.

"Is Uncle Pei Naochun your father?" Pei Congming glanced at the main table with small eyes, and when he saw his father staring at him, he immediately asked obediently.

Pei Chuqing nodded, stopped his chopsticks reluctantly, and listened.

"Is he going too far at home?" Pei Congming asked in a low voice like an underground party connection, "Does he like to give you a lot of papers? Let you do a lot of questions?" He looked a little sympathetic ,"You are pitiful."

With this look in her eyes, Pei Chuqing had to admit that she always felt that if she let Pei Congming know that her father would take her out to play, the other party would probably cry immediately.

"It's alright, I'll cover you in the future." Pei Congong said boldly, "If he's asking a question, I'll spray him with my weapon!" He remembered that the person he said was Pei Chuqing's father, and immediately changed his words, "Don't hit him. , I will reason with him."

Pei Chuqing was amused, she laughed twice, and heard the voice coming from the main table.

The village chief drank in a hurry and blushed: "In Nao Chun, we count you as promising in the village! The rest are ten or eight illiterate. I didn't have the money to go to school back then. Don't make progress." He slapped his son heavily, and when he was drunk, he couldn't remember that the man he casually said was over forty.

"You are not only a teacher, but you are also starting to publish a book. I have heard a lot of news about you in the village." The village chief shook his head and gave a thumbs up, "Our family is smart and solid, but the head is okay! I want to ask you for help, and let him go to the county junior high school when the time comes."

Pei Hua also echoed: "Nao Chun, don't worry, I will teach you more lessons for being smart, and I will never lose face at that time. He has good grades now, and I guess he can pass the test by himself, but my father and I are a little clueless."

"Okay, village chief, Brother Hua, don't worry, I'll arrange this for you. When it's time for Xiaosheng's junior high school exam, let me know in advance, but if his grades in junior high school are too bad, he may not be able to hold his own. Promotion." The school reserves more than a dozen special places for teachers every year, and Pei Naochun applied for it.

Pei Hua was quite domineering and waved his hand: "If he is not capable, he will not depend on others, but on himself!" His expression was a little dangerous.

Pei Congming has sharp ears. He shivered subconsciously when he heard what his father said. He buried his head and ate seriously, as if he wanted to count every grain of rice.

"Don't you like reading?" Pei Chuqing leaned over and was a little curious. Just now, the other party showed a resistance to the teaching and auxiliary books, which made her almost think that the other party was going to jump up and quarrel with Uncle Ahua and the others, so she couldn't go to the county junior high school.

Pei Cong looked her up and down and nodded, "You must be not very smart."

"Huh?" Pei Chuqing was stunned for a while when someone suddenly accused him of being unwise.

Pei Congming gulps the noodles and said vaguely: "Who likes to read? Playing is more fun than reading, but what can you do without reading? Go out to work with your parents? Go to an apprenticeship? Or go home early? Getting married and having a baby?" What he said was what really happened in the village.

It was obviously the teaching that he heard from his grandfather two days ago, but now he speaks as if he has realized something, showing off: "You don't understand this, right? If you don't read, go to learn how to repair air conditioners and read some books. Yes, go learn how to make air conditioners, and if you can read living books, he can open an air conditioner company!" In fact, he forgot his grandfather's original words, but he poured it out.

"There are not many people in the village who can go to school." He finished his noodles and started drinking soup, "My grandfather said, if I don't want to go to school, I will go home, but I don't have to play. I have to go out to work, work and go to school. I choose to go to school. !"

Pei Chuqing didn't say a word. She put the vegetables in her mouth, mouth by mouth, and unconsciously let go of her thoughts. Now she felt that Pei Congming was right, and it's better to read.

The drinking at the main table has reached a fever pitch, and Pei Hua is also a little drunk, with red eyes: "In the spring, you are lucky, my family had money for me to go to school, but I refused to study... But it should be like this, you are more than me. can read."

Pei Hua insisted that studying was useless, so he went to work in a big city early, saved money and sent it to his home. When he came back a few years ago, he and his father opened a decoration company in the county - it can also be said to be a foreman, responsible for contracting Make money on small renovation projects.

He made a lot of money, but he was always hesitant. This society is changing fast. He didn't study at the time, and then he didn't study, which gradually became a shortcoming. Others have already started doing 3D modeling and online promotion. Relying on some word of mouth, he will do the project when he receives it. He always worries that if this continues, he will be eliminated by the times sooner or later.

Pei Naochun ate it all in one mouthful, his face still not red, and he was also very emotional: "If I hadn't met the teacher, how could I study, maybe I'm just like the cousins ​​of the second uncle's family..."

"Isn't it good now?" Pei Hua embraced Pei Naochun's shoulders, "This future lies with the children, they just need to study hard."

The village chief finally calmed down and suddenly interjected: "Naochun, I have put all the books you sent to the village primary school, and I also asked them to read a few junior high school dolls, but you know, it's difficult, there are still a few more. This doll is the tuition fee from your family, if you can't afford it, tell me that I, the village chief, will do my best."

"I'll tell you when I'm in trouble, don't worry."

"It is said that the rich come first and then get rich. It is because of you that our village has produced many literate children." The village chief was full of emotion.

Pei Naochun was just drinking: "Help me if I can, my personal strength is small after all."

She was full of food and drink. When it came to the end, the main table was already sloppy. Only Pei Naochun was sitting upright and looked fine. It was not until Su Xiuzhen went to call her husband to leave, and found that her husband was a little slow, and then she realized that he was I don't know when I was drunk.

Chuqing and Xiuzhen supported Pei Naochun from left to right. The way back was quite slow. There were not many street lamps in the village.

"Dad, what happened to the second grandpa's uncle?" The road was too quiet, so Pei Chuqing asked. She was a little curious. If in the past, she would never have asked her father about this. Also speak freely.

Pei Naochun was drunk and very frank: "Your second grandfather's family has three sons. The four of us grew up together, and we all came from poverty together." He pointed to the small ditch in front of him, "When the village was poor, Let's sneak into the ditch to look for loaches together..."

"It's not easy for your grandmother to give me one. It's even more difficult for your second grandfather and the others to give me three. Just after primary school, your uncle went to learn carpentry. The second uncle helped the family farm the fields, and the third uncle was with me. I went on to study until the third year of junior high school. Your second grandfather had no money to let him go to study. After graduation, he went home to work. At that time, I met a very good teacher. He knew the difficulties in my family and gave it to me. A lot of help got me through to college."

Su Xiuzhen received her daughter's curious eyes. She nodded to confirm that she didn't know much about her husband's second uncle's family, but she heard her husband's story once when she accompanied her husband to visit the teacher's grave.

"Then... what about now?"

"Your eldest uncle and second uncle both went out to work. I heard that they made a lot of money in the factory in the south, but now that they are older, they are afraid of being laid off. The third uncle went to the factory in the county town. Tossing around in the county, and now working as a security guard in the community." Pei Naochun's tone was very relaxed, but his words were not easy.

Pei Chuqing was a little stunned. She didn't know much about restructuring and layoffs. She just blinked in confusion: "Isn't the uncle learning craftsmanship?" Just like she heard about learning to repair air conditioners, why do you still work part-time if you have craftsmanship?

Su Xiuzhen answered this question, and the relatives she knows have a similar situation: "Silly child, not all the carpenters in this village are good at craftsmanship, like ordinary carpenters who only make simple furniture. , decoration, not to mention learning the craft depends on talent.”

"I often think that if the teacher hadn't helped me back then, I might have become like this." Pei Naochun's eyes were a little red, and he couldn't see clearly in the dark, "The teacher gave me a choice."

"He put the choice in my hands. I can go left or right, but for many people in the village, including me, I have no choice."

Pei Chuqing seemed to understand but held her father's hand tightly. Today's father seems to be a little fragile.

Although it was very slow, it was not far away. As we were walking, we finally arrived. The door was lit, and the three of them were stunned as soon as they entered the room. Get up, excited.

"Naochun, you're back!" Three male voices rang out, walking over and hugging Pei Naochun.

Pei Chuqing took a step back and looked curiously. She guessed the identities of the three people, but the three people in front of her were different from what she had imagined. They looked extraordinarily old, their hair was mottled, their bodies were thin, and their hands were thin. The joints are very thick, and at first glance, they look like they have done a lot of work.

Obviously, he should be about the same age as his father, but at this time, it seems that he is probably ten years younger.

"Is it Chuqing and Auntie?" A pregnant woman with a big belly came over, leaning on her waist, she smiled and frowned, "I'm Xiaoqin." A little boy next to him, biting his fingers, trotted over , hugged her on her lap and called her mother.

When Pei Chuqing heard this, her face was a little stiff, and she and her mother looked at each other, their eyes were all blank.

Miss Xiaoqin, is that the one she knows?

In Pei Chuqing's memory, many years ago, a "guest" lived in the house. At that time, she was in the first grade of elementary school and the other party was in junior high school. It's convenient, let her live at home. At that time, my mother had quarreled with my father several times over this matter, and she also had an argument because my father always gave each other better things.

Pei Chuqing finally matched the face in her memory with the one in front of her. She couldn't help looking at the other's stomach and the little boy at her feet.

Xiaoqin smiled: "Have I changed a lot?"

She murmured without answering, so much so that she hardly recognized it.