My 1979

He sent everyone away, washed up casually, and lay on the bed without caring about anything. Naturally, Wang Yulan and Duan Mei's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were cleaning the kitchen. Besides, that girl Li Yan was also sensible and had been helping with the pots and dishes.

Lying in bed in a daze, the cicadas chirped on the trees outside the window and the frogs croaked in the fields. This symphony was really "harmonious" and he found a familiar feeling.

But the buzzing sound of mosquitoes in the room made him irritated. There was a bright moonlight in front of the bed, and the mosquitoes were very arrogant. He kept slapping his hands, one wave after another, and the bites were painful and itchy.

With a majestic and tall body of 1.7 meters, is it really okay to be stung on the soles of the feet? He guessed that this must be a short-sighted mosquito!

Suddenly, he slapped himself in the face, and his cheek was bitten by a mosquito. This time he was really annoyed.

Is this because you don’t have enough acne on your face?

He sat up immediately and turned on the electric fan to the highest setting!

Although the mosquitoes still want to drink his blood, he has to make them fly over to drink against the strong wind and tire them out. He must let them know that if they don't pay, there will be no reward!

Besides, the alcohol concentration in the blood is so high, drinking it will kill them!

"How much trouble does it take to light up mosquito-repellent incense?" Li Zhaokun turned on the light and brought over a plate of mosquito-repellent incense.

"Let it go." Li He was sure that he was not drunk, but he just felt like something was wrong? Is this the legendary father's love? "Is something wrong?"

Li Zhaokun put down the mosquito coil, but he didn't leave yet. He lit a cigarette and looked at the beams of the house.

Li He was suspicious.

Li Zhaokun drank a lot of wine and seemed to be very energetic. He knew that he had a heavy responsibility and whether he could make some money from his son depended on how he spoke. He spoke in a lower voice, "It's okay."

Although his voice was low, there was a light in his eyes that he didn't usually have.

This light screamed eagerness, excitement, and a little pride. He didn't even know when he started to be proud of his son, whom he never wanted to see.

I - a person who is not able to stand still - would have such a son, what should I be afraid of?

He once had the hope of starting a career, but no matter what, he had to solve the urgent problem of food and drink. Even if he had the sincerity to make money, he would not miss the temple of the God of Wealth. But there is nothing I can do. I wander around all my life, still unable to control my life, like a lonely boat without a rudder, drifting in the Huaihe River.

He once gave a passionate speech in Lizhuang, saying that he must stand out.

Although the mouth is fancy, there is a lack of spirit in the heart. What he said and what he believed were completely different things. He knows that he is lazy. In his heart, life should be about eating well, drinking well, drinking, playing cards, and being luxurious and comfortable.

From young to old, he began to complain that this day and this place did not give him a chance.

Fortunately, his two sons are still up to par, and he can enjoy a few years of happiness.

After Lao Li's family became prosperous, he began to become a bit more impressive. He always felt that there was no one better than him in the entire Hongheqiao Commune. He even looked down on his former good friend Wang Shu.

Many of the friends he made were so-called scene characters. People like Wang Mouse used to be what he considered scene characters. Whenever he played cards, ate wine, and fooled around with these characters, he always thought that there must be one of his friends. If two people get rich, then they will benefit from it.

With these friends, his appearance and work style must be qualified and not shabby. In some circles, he will find a way to blend in. He doesn't mind even if he lowers his head. Just like gambling and drinking, these are all necessary for communication.

Now, he doesn't think so anymore. When the commune secretary sees him, he has to offer him cigarettes. He now dares to visit even the county party committee secretary directly in court. How can people like Wang Shuu be tolerated in his eyes?

If there is any regret in his heart, it is that his son did not become an official. The grandeur of his eldest daughter-in-law's return last year was still fresh in his memory. There was an endless stream of leaders who came to visit. According to his fourth daughter, these were all leaders of the Municipal Education Committee and the County Education Committee.

Although he is proud of her, he will never take advantage of his wife. He absolutely needs this face.

So, what if his son becomes an official?

Doesn’t he have more things to exhibit and improve his identity?

These are of course not delusions. Vice Mayor He Jun once told him that if your son wants to be an official, it will be even bigger than the deputy mayor.

Darling, he’s older than the deputy mayor!

I can definitely be the deputy mayor!

"Is everything okay?" Li He felt something was wrong.

For the first time, Li Zhaokun became concerned about his son's career. Before he finished smoking a cigarette, he lit up a second cigarette and asked, "Don't you have any ideas for progress?"

"What do you mean?" Li He couldn't figure out his father's train of thought, so he also sat on the edge of the bed, picked up the tea cup, and took a sip of tea.

Li Zhaokun cleared his throat and said, "Xiaolan is already an official, how come you are nothing?"

"Why do you want to ask this?" Li He was so favored that it was not easy for his father to elevate the question to this level.

"Let's just talk about Li Dong. He hasn't even finished junior high school. He is still a cadre at a grain station. He earns 25,000 to 80,000 yuan every day. I mean, you are a college student, how can you be better than him?" Li Zhaokun sincerely disliked it. As a nephew, he has also met the county magistrate and mayor, and he doesn't have such a big air!

"I am in business mainly because I want to make more money. Otherwise, where will such a huge expense come from? If nothing else, do you know how much the tuition for the fourth and fifth children alone is for one year?"

"You are so confused!" Li Zhaokun was anxious. He didn't care about tuition or not! He really wanted to remind his son, now that he is an official, how can he still save money? But when the words came to my lips, they always felt inappropriate.

"Okay, I understand what you mean." Li He stood up, took out 20,000 yuan from his bag, and stuffed it into Li Zhaokun's hand, "Go to bed, I drank so much, I don't feel good."

"Then you will think about it again?" Li Zhaokun felt that his son might be confused for a while. It would be a pity to be an official but not to be an official. It didn't make sense and he had no idea, but after weighing the money in his hand, he finally said what he said was not in vain.

Li He locked the door and just opened the window, many bugs rushed in crazily. There were moths, mosquitoes, and densely packed unknown bugs swirling under the light bulbs. These bugs don't bite, but are all pests in the field.

Just as Li He fell asleep, he heard the couple arguing in the room. It was probably because Wang Yulan wanted to take away Li Zhaokun's 20,000 yuan.

He got out of bed again, took 50,000 yuan from his bag, and sent it to the old couple's house. "Mom, go to sleep. This is for you, and that is what I gave to dad. Let him keep it."

Wang Yulan said, "I don't want your money. I don't want your father's hard-earned money to harm you."

In her eyes, it was natural that her son was working hard, and the whole family pointed at him. There was no son who was not tired. He was already good at taking care of his younger brothers and sisters.

And now the mother-in-law and brother-in-law are involved in her son's side, which only adds to her dissatisfaction. Since others are ignorant and insist on dragging her son down, she can no longer burden her son. She couldn't help her son, but she had to reduce his burden.

Li He smiled and said, "I'm not tired. It's easy to make money in the past two years. Take it, I'm going to bed."

It's not that he doesn't want to explain some work matters to his parents, it's just that he doesn't understand the explanation.

ps: Children’s Day is coming soon, I’m asking for nothing but tickets and subscriptions!