My 1979

Because of the lack of a disability certificate, whether it is disability subsidies or subsistence allowances, fat people have no chance.

It is said that fat people are normal, but there is no basis for it. For example, his behavior and thinking logic are very different from ordinary people. His ideas cannot be judged by normal people. For example, he is not familiar with the world, and it is difficult to do verbal calculations or mental calculations of addition and subtraction within 100. When it comes to multiplication and division, sometimes my brain is just a mess.

To be fair, the fat man was a junior high school graduate, and he also had a junior high school diploma. You must know that when the junior high school graduation group photo was taken, the photographer went to great lengths to frame him.

Moreover, he can write an 800-word essay seriously with a pen. Of course, it is definitely not clear and coherent. Through pen calculation, he can understand addition, subtraction, multiplication and division within 10,000, with very few mistakes.

Furthermore, he is still a bit clever, and he is not really a stupid fool. It is just that his thoughts and expressions are difficult to conceal, and others can see it at a glance. The things he does often make people laugh.

The only thing that is outstanding about him is his memory. Chen Zhima and rotten millet eight hundred years ago can remember clearly whose hair He Zhou pulled in primary school, who he was at the same table with, and who he wrote love letters to in which year and month. He still firmly remembered what was on it.

He Zhou had almost forgotten the name of his former pen pal, but Fatty could recite their contact addresses.

As long as he's with Fatty, he won't remember anything at all. If there's anything he can't remember, it's definitely right to ask Fatty directly.

Therefore, the more lazy you are about remembering something, the harder it will be to remember something. There is a certain truth in using it or losing it. He sometimes wonders whether his memory loss is related to the fat man. He often resents the fat man for not remembering such good things. Memory is used in learning.

Qu Fu tilted his head and said, "You still have a conscience."

He Zhou said, "It's a joke, when have I ever done anything unconscionable?"

The fat man took the heavy schoolbag from his sister's back. Qufu didn't refuse and threw it directly to him, because no one knew who her eldest brother was better than her. If she didn't give it to him because of her heartache, he would definitely act like a child. It's annoying because he wants to highlight his role as an older brother.

The straps of the backpack were too short, and the fat man couldn't put his arms in, so he was worried.

Qu Fu himself couldn't remember how many times his brother had made this mistake, but he still had to remind him every time, "Hang it on your shoulder. You can't carry it on your back even if you unbutton it."

"Oh." The fat man slapped his head, hung the backpack on his shoulder as a shoulder bag, and said angrily, "Oh, I'm so stupid."

Qu Fu then snorted coldly at He Zhou and said, "I don't think I know. When you were young, whenever something happened to you, my brother would always take the blame. My brother was beaten by my father a lot. You are yourselves the same." .”

He Zhou said with a guilty conscience, "That was because I was ignorant when I was young."

Fatty had taken so many scapegoats for him, big and small, that he couldn't remember clearly.

But the fat man argued, "He Zhou is my buddy, the best buddy to me."

Although his mind is not very bright, he can't tell who is good to him and who is bad to him.

"Then I'm not treating you well?" Qu Fu asked.

The fat man waved his hands hurriedly and said, "It's different, you are my sister."

"Okay, I won't argue with you anymore." Qu Fu rolled his eyes at He Zhou and then changed the subject, "But, you found a job for him and went out of your way to prevent him from being bullied. I still have to thank you. you."

He Zhou said, "He and I are brothers, no need to thank you. Come on, I'll take you back."

Qu Fu said, "Have you had a drink? Just forget it. You don't need to send it to us. It's you and us. Don't go back and ask us to send it to you alone."

He Zhou thought for a while and said, "Okay, Fatty, then don't go to work tomorrow. Take a day off and I'll go find you."

"Okay." The fat man agreed readily.

He Zhou waved his hands towards the brother and sister, turned around and left. After turning into an alley, he could still hear the chirping voices of the two brothers in the distance. The fat man's voice was the loudest, and there was a sense of grievance in the loudness.

His home is not far from here, but not too close either. He didn't take a taxi, and just wanted to take advantage of the break to relax while walking.

After returning home, he poured some water from the water dispenser, drank it in a gulp, and fell asleep on the bed without taking a shower.

It's already midnight when I wake up, and the first thing I do is run to the toilet.

Ignoring my empty stomach, I hurried to the bathroom to take a shower and change my clothes. I was so hungry that I grabbed a large bunch of grapes from the vine in the yard and squeezed them into my mouth one by one without washing them.

The grapes were not ripe enough and were very astringent, so I gave up with a sour grin on my face.

When I went out, the door had just been locked. I was about to turn around. I hesitated, then turned around and opened the door. I went into the house to look for the pants I had changed. I found a bank card and some small bills and stuffed them into my pocket.

I locked the door again, drove to a restaurant, poured myself some tea, and after quenching my thirst, ordered a small stir-fried pork dish and ate it deliciously.

There was a bank's cash machine at the door of the hotel. He walked in and withdrew 2,000 yuan, leaving a balance of 22,000 yuan.

Among them, only 2,000 yuan was his own, and the rest was transferred to him by his mother last time to take his grandma to the hospital. However, he didn't use it, so the money stayed in his card.

Since I didn't ask him for it, he naturally wouldn't return it to me, and could only hope that I would forget about it.

But thinking about it, it's probably unlikely. His mother's memory is much better than his.

An eight or nine-year-old child was peeing in front of his car. He hurriedly walked over and scolded, "Hey, you brat, you're looking for a beating. Who taught you to pee indiscriminately?"

To his surprise, the child cried in confusion, and then a woman ran over with a small bag and hurriedly coaxed her, then kicked the car twice and cursed, "You damn thing, it's amazing to drive a broken car." "

He Zhou closed his eyes slightly, took a deep breath, and comforted himself. There was no need to get angry with this kind of person. He just got in the car and left. He was absolutely unwilling to say anything to him. Even if he won the argument, it would be beneath his dignity.

Passing through the bustling downtown area, we headed all the way to Quyang's house.

The Quyang family lived in the south of the city. It was originally a suburb. Later, with the development of the town, their area slowly became popular. I, the fat man, was a very determined person. I demolished the earthen house on the old foundation and pulled a cart into it every day. The city picked up waste bricks from demolished houses, and one person laid them brick by brick. When lifting the roof, he hired three or five people to build four facade houses.

Three of them are rented to a veterinary store that sells veterinary medicine and feed, with a rent of more than 3,000 yuan per year. The last remaining one is used by the Qu family to live in.

At that time, Quyang and Qufu were still young, so they could live comfortably with two beds in one room and a shed set up at the door to support the stove. However, as the children grew older, it became difficult to live in them.

Naturally, it is difficult to take back the rented house. Besides, Qu Yang would definitely not agree to the reduction of rental income.

He found another way, since there was plenty of open space anyway, so he copied the previous method and asked the fat man to pick up bricks and tiles, and built two more rooms behind the house.

There weren't that many old slate tiles to pick up, so the roof was half old black slate tiles and half white asbestos tiles, which barely looked decent.

The old couple still lived in the front room, and Quyang and Qufu each got a room and their own bedroom.

At that time, He Zhou was in his second year of high school. After Fatty moved into his own bedroom, he specially spent 20 cents to call He Zhou to tell him the good news.

Therefore, it is difficult for He Zhou to know some things.

The car was parked, and as soon as he got out of the car and entered the door, he saw Qu's father plucking the pig's trotters with pliers.

Qu's father raised his head and said, "Hey, He Zhou, I haven't seen you for a long time. Come in and sit down."

He Zhou said, "Uncle, are you trying to improve the food in Qufu?"

He knew how poor the life of the Qu family was. Buying such a pair of big pig's trotters was definitely not for Qu Yang. They were over-nutritional goods. If Qu Fu hadn't been at home, he didn't believe that the fat man would be willing to buy such a big pig's trotters. capital.

Qu's father said, "The big pot of vegetables at school doesn't have any oil, so it's packed into small intestines after eating it every day. She is a senior in high school, and when she is using her brain, if she doesn't eat well, it will definitely affect her study."

He Zhou said, "It's time to take a good supplement and let her eat more."

He still admired his father Qu very much. He was a lame and his life was inconvenient, but he still managed to raise a big family. He often thought about what it meant to be a man.

Qu's father is a typical example of a real man. Faced with difficulties, he never bows his head or escapes, and can move forward resolutely with a heavy load.

The fat man heard the noise here and rushed in from the backyard. When he saw He Zhou, he said in surprise, "He Zhou."

He Zhou said, "Be careful if you fall."

Qu's father said, "He's just careless. Don't leave later. Let's have a good time tonight. You go and play first."

He Zhou did not refuse and responded, "Okay."

He followed the fat man into the yard.

The fat old lady is peeling edamame in the yard.

He Zhou greeted, "Auntie, where are you peeling the beans?"

Qu's mother's hair was as messy as a chicken coop, and her clothes were greasy. She just grinned when she saw He Zhou.

He Zhou had long been accustomed to her reaction.

Qu Mu is not a congenital mental illness, but an acquired stimulus. Her condition goes up and down. When she is bad, she loses her temper, throws things, becomes crazy, and even commits suicide. When she gets better, she washes clothes, cooks, and communicates with others. There's not much difference between ordinary people, except that she speaks confusingly, doesn't know who she is, and is almost pissed off by the bastard words she often makes.

You need to take medicine all year round to control the condition.

No matter how hard and tired Qu's father was, he could not bear the burden of one patient. Most of his income was spent on Qu's mother.

However, He Zhou didn't hear Qu's father complain about anything, and he could even hear a hint of pride in his words.

Qu's father himself, including his parents, couldn't explain why he was lame when he was born. When he was a child, people called him Little Cripple, and when he grew up, they called him Qu Laizi.

The family was poor and had many brothers, so it was difficult for a normal person to find a wife. What's more, he, a cripple, couldn't marry when he was thirty, so he was basically destined to be a bachelor for the rest of his life in the countryside.

One year when he went to build a river embankment to earn work points, an old man he didn't know told him that he would introduce him to a girl from the city as his wife. He thought it was a joke, but the next day, he actually brought a girl to him. .

The girl is so pretty.

These were the exact words he said to He Zhou after he was drunk.

So what if he looks demented, it's better than him not even having a warm bed, being a bachelor all his life, and ending up without any children, right?

He wanted to give the two yuan he had secretly saved to the old man, but the old man refused. The old man left in tears and only asked him to treat her well.

Under everyone's surprised eyes, he inexplicably took a daughter-in-law home, but unfortunately he had no place to live at home.

He could only shamelessly go to the production team to ask for a house to live in. The production team leader was also from his family, so he took pity on him and gave him the cowshed. He tinkered with it and finally had a home.

When the fat son was three years old, the old man who introduced him to his wife appeared in bright clothes, and he learned that this was his serious father-in-law, who had become a high official.

His father-in-law spared no effort to help him, and he actually lived without worries about food and clothing for two years, and even had plenty of money.

Unfortunately, the old man did not live long and died of lung cancer soon after.

None of his cheap brothers-in-law and sisters-in-law were willing to ask anything about him.

He once again fell into financial crisis, but he was very relieved to see his literate daughter-in-law teaching his son to sing. With a son and a wife, what else could he be dissatisfied with?

At that time, he had not realized that his son was a stupid son.

Qu Fu came out of the room, wiped his wet hair with a towel and said with a smile, "Brother Zhou, find a place to sit by yourself."

He Zhou said, "I don't need to worry about it, you can do your business."

Qu Fu wiped his hair clean, put the towel on the rope outside, then took a basin of water under the faucet, poured the water from the thermos into it, tested the water temperature, pulled the old woman next to him, and coaxed, "Come and wash your hair." .”

The old lady waved her hands, full of displeasure.

Father Qu stretched his head from the outer room and said loudly, "I took a shower just the day before yesterday. There is no need to take a shower. Why bother?"

Qu Fu said dissatisfiedly, "Come on, I don't know how you wash off the dandruff on your head."

Qu's father then retracted his head and remained silent.

Qu Fu said to his mother with a straight face, "If you don't wash your hair, you won't be allowed to eat at night."

Qu's mother then obediently put her head into the basin and let Qu Fu wash her.

He Zhou looked amused and followed the fat man into his house.

The house was not big, with a concrete floor and many potholes. The furnishings were simple, including a bed, a table, a chair, and a clothesline made of two nails in the corner, with a layer of clothes hanging on it.

To He Zhou's expectation, it was not the mess he imagined. The things on the table were clearly arranged, the quilts were folded neatly, and the sheets were clean.

He smiled and said, "So clean today."

He was just about to sit on the bed when he was stopped by the fat man. The fat man said, "She's going to scold someone if she's sitting in a mess. She's going to be very fierce."

He Zhou couldn't laugh or cry.

I had no choice but to move a chair and sit at the door.

I saw Qufu washing the old lady's hair and then pulling her into the house. After a while, the old lady came out in clean clothes.