The world of film and television starts from a young age

Zhuang Tunan saw his brother and sister coming back and asked, "Tuxi, Xiaoting, you must be hungry, Dad will be back soon, bear with it for a while."

Zhuang Xiaoting sat on the small bed obediently and took out her homework and started to write seriously.

After being asked by Zhuang Tunan, Zhou Chen touched his stomach and was really hungry. There was nothing he could do. In this era, there was only so much food ration. He was a teenager now, and it was the time when he could eat and digest. He ate a lot and got hungry quickly.

He had also been poor and poor, but he rarely had a situation of not being full and hungry. However, he was an adult after all, and he could still endure the short-term hunger.

So he sat down next to Zhuang Xiaoting. Zhuang Xiaoting was reading a book, and he was in a daze watching TV series. After he watched two more episodes, Zhuang Chaoying finally came back from get off work.

"Tunan, Tuxi, Xiaoting."

"Dad is back."

Zhuang Xiaoting cheered happily, and Zhuang Tunan also turned his head to look at his father happily. Zhou Chen also looked at Zhuang Chaoying who walked in from the door.

Zhuang Chaoying wore a dark Zhongshan suit, a typical square face, a 28-part hairstyle, and glasses. His face looked masculine, but his temperament was gentle and refined, which was in line with the characteristics of the literati of this era.

Zhuang Chaoying was in his thirties, not yet forty, but he looked like he was in his forties. This was because as a high school teacher, he usually paid more attention to his image and kept himself in good shape, otherwise he would look older in this era.

Zhou Chen, who had watched more than ten episodes of the TV series, had already understood what kind of person Zhuang Chaoying was.

A foolish filial person who sacrificed his own small family to please everyone.

But objectively speaking, Zhuang Chaoying was not really a useless person. He just seemed to be unclear in his mind when it came to family, but in other aspects, he still had many shining points.

He attached importance to education, to the education of his own children, and even resisted the big family he cared about the most for the education of his eldest son. This alone was much better than most fathers of this era.

In addition, Zhuang Chaoying is also a person with a good temper. As long as it does not involve the Zhuang family, his temper is very good. Basically, he rarely quarrels with Huang Ling, and most of the quarrels are for the big family.

At the same time, Zhuang Chaoying is not a lazy person. He can do housework. At least when Huang Ling is at work, he can barely take care of the children at home.

So, Zhuang Chaoying is qualified in being a person, but his least qualified is as a husband. As a father, he can only be considered half qualified.

In their family of five, because of Zhuang Chaoying's actions, the three children are also a little bit frustrated, but with Huang Ling's care, they are not too much suffering. The one who really suffers the most is Huang Ling, the wife.

It is no exaggeration to say that Huang Ling alone has suffered more than 80% of the suffering and sins of their family, so this family suffers from Huang Ling alone.

Zhuang Chaoying put down his bag and asked in a friendly manner: "Are you all hungry? Dad will cook for you now. Let's heat up the lunch."

They did it right away. There was only one room. The kitchen was a small stove in the corridor. The coal balls in the stove were ignited, so the vent was opened. The fire on the stove became bigger after a while, and then they started to heat the rice.

Half an hour later, one big and three small children gathered around the square table and ate together.

Looking at the rice mixed with impurities in the bowl and the two bowls of vegetarian dishes in the middle of the table without oil, Zhou Chen fell into deep thought.

There really was no oil at all.

Looking at the three people who were already eating, what else could Zhou Chen do? If he didn't want to starve, he had to eat.

After dinner, Zhou Chen lay on the camp bed. It was not that he didn't want to move, but he was afraid that he would be hungry again if he moved a few times.

"Tuxi, why don't you do your homework?"

Zhuang Chaoying looked at his second son lying on the bed with his legs crossed and asked.

Zhou Chen replied casually: "No homework."

Now he doesn't even want to watch TV shows, he just wants to eat. He has countless ways to make money in his mind, but in this era, these methods are temporarily unworkable. It is not easy to get food without breaking the law, because his current identity is just a nine-year-old child.

If he were an adult, he wouldn't have to worry about food.

In this era, their family didn't have a TV, so there were no other entertainment activities at night. Basically, they ate, did little exercise, lay in bed, slept, read books, and studied.

For example, after washing up, Zhuang Chaoying and Zhuang Tunan sat at the desk to read and do homework, while Zhuang Xiaoting ran to Zhou Chen's small bed and sat with Zhou Chen.

"Second brother, second brother, this is a storybook. I don't know many of the words on it. Please tell me a story."

She looked hopeful, because she was just in the first grade. Although there were kindergartens at that time, they were different from kindergartens decades later. Basically, there was no teaching. The main purpose was to play with children. Therefore, Zhuang Xiaoting, who was only in the first grade, knew very limited words.

"Okay."

Even if there were no systematic side quests, Zhou Chen would be very good to his sister who was related to him. He had grown up so much, and even after traveling through time, the number of times he had a sister was few and far between.

This is an 'ancient' storybook, and the content is very simple. Zhou Chen reads it to Zhuang Xiaoting in a low voice, word for word, and vividly. Zhuang Xiaoting holds one of Zhou Chen's arms, and her whole body is filled with excitement. He leaned on Zhou Chen.

She is only seven years old, a delicate, cute and obedient little girl. She is indeed very lovable. Zhou Chen looks like she is only nine years old, but she is actually the soul of an adult. Naturally, he loves such a little girl more. .

Some people don't like children, and some people like children, and Zhou Chen falls into the category who likes children.

It wasn't until after nine o'clock that Zhuang Xiaoting fell asleep while listening to the news. Zhou Chen put her on the big bed, covered her with a quilt, then returned to the small bed, and slept with Zhuang Tunan one by one.

When the lights were turned off, the room instantly became dark and quiet, but there were always various noisy sounds outside.

This is the problem in the dormitory area, because everyone is in the same class, morning, noon, evening, and daytime classes, which also leads to different life patterns for everyone.

Zhou Chen connected to the system and continued to watch dramas.

At around twelve o'clock at night, Zhou Chen keenly heard the sound of footsteps and the sound of the door opening. The door opened very softly.

In the darkness, a woman in her thirties walked into the room quietly. She obviously didn't want to wake everyone up, so she quietly washed herself and got into the big bed.

Zhou Chen knew that Huang Ling, the mother of this world, was back, but Huang Ling didn't want to wake them up, so he didn't get up to talk and continued to watch the show.

One night passed, Zhou Chen watched all the episodes of Alley People from beginning to end. In fact, after watching half of it, he could guess the ending. There was no way, this is how domestic TV dramas are, more than 90% of them TV series, you can guess the ending after watching it.

How should I put it, the two protagonist families each have their own merits. The difference is that the Zhuang family is aggrieved, while the Lin family is happy.

Because it was Saturday, schools in this era were different from later ones. Even elementary schools required half-day classes on Saturdays, and one and a half days off on Saturday afternoons and Sundays.

So Zhou Chen only slept for two hours, then got up and went to class. Zhuang Chaoying also went to work. Huang Ling happened to change classes, so she didn't have to go to work today.

After arriving at school, Zhou Chen asked his deskmate Zhang Jun what homework was assigned yesterday, and then made up for it in three to five minutes.

Naturally, he didn't have to attend the elementary school classes. Now he was thinking about how to make some money and improve his life. At the very least, he had to fill his stomach and not be hungry all the time.

There were only a few classes in one morning, and they ended while Zhou Chen was wandering around in the sky.

Before school, the teacher assigned a bunch of homework, which made Zhang Jun, his deskmate, wailed: "It's hard to take a day and a half off, how can I assign so many homework, how can I finish them? If anyone can help me with my homework, I will Give him half of my pocket money.”

The speaker has no intention, the listener has intention.

Zhou Chen's eyes suddenly lit up, he pulled Zhang Jun and asked, "If someone helps you with your homework, are you really willing to share half of your pocket money?"

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Zhang Jun was stunned by Zhou Chen's question, but he quickly nodded and said: "Of course, I don't want to do my homework. If anyone helps me do it, I will give him my pocket money."

"How much pocket money do you have?"

Zhang Jun dug into his pocket and took out a few cents, "There are still four cents left."

It's only four cents, which is a bit less.

However, in line with the principle that no matter how small a fly is, it is still flesh, Zhou Chen took the initiative and said: "If I help you with your homework, will you really give me half of it?"

Zhang Jun was startled again, stared at Zhou Chen for a while, and asked, "Zhuang Tuxi, you said you would help me with my homework, is that true?"

Zhou Chen gave the answer: "Just write if you give me money."

Zhang Jun was immediately overjoyed and handed half of his pocket money to Zhou Chen without hesitation.

"No problem, Ermao, you can help me with my homework."

With that said, he handed all his homework books to Zhou Chen. Zhou Chen smiled slightly and took the money.

"make a deal."

Zhang Jun also smiled and was very satisfied. Although two cents was a lot, he didn't have to do homework. He could play happily for a day and a half, not to mention that he still had two cents after giving him two cents.

Zhou Chen was also satisfied. Originally, he had not thought of any way to make money, but Zhang Jun took the initiative to give him an idea.

We are still at the tail end of speculation, so it is best not to touch those profitable businesses. Besides, he is only a primary school student now, and it is difficult to do it even if he wants to do it.

As for getting money for writing homework, although it doesn't sound good, it is not speculation. At best, it is just a nonsense among children.

It only takes a few minutes for a primary school student to do his homework, so the two cents are earned in vain.

As for whether he defrauded the children, that definitely doesn't count. He took the money, but also gave time and labor, while Zhang Jun gained happiness and joy, everyone got what they needed, and everyone was happy.

"However, Zhang Jun, you can't tell others about your homework, otherwise it won't be a good thing next time."

Zhang Jun assured: "Of course, we are good brothers. If I tell anyone and the teacher finds out, my parents will not beat me to death."

After bringing Zhang Jun's homework, Zhou Chen put on his schoolbag and walked out of the classroom together. When they came to the school gate, they saw Zhuang Tunan again. When they arrived at Zhuang Xiaoting, the three brothers and sisters went home together.

Just got home, the meal was ready, but compared to last night, there was a little more oil and water at noon today, but it was just oil and water, and there was still no meat.

Huang Ling's appearance was not very beautiful, but at a glance, she would make people feel that she was a kind and virtuous woman, and her words were soft and tender, very gentle.

"After dinner, we will go to your grandma and grandpa to celebrate her birthday. Tunan, you three must say blessings to grandma at that time, understand?"

Today is the birthday of the Zhuang family's grandma, and their family will go there to celebrate her birthday in the afternoon. Zhuang Chaoying attaches great importance to it and tells the three children while eating.

Zhuang Tunan responded obediently, while Zhuang Xiaoting ate silently without saying anything. She actually didn't want to go to her grandma and grandpa. She was young, but she also knew that her grandma and grandpa didn't like her, and she didn't like them either.

Zhou Chen didn't say anything either. He knew too well what kind of people the Zhuang family's grandma and grandma and the Zhuang family's third son Zhuang Ganmei's family were.

In fact, Huang Ling didn't really want to go, but there was no way. As the eldest daughter-in-law, she couldn't not go at this time.

After the family of five packed up in the afternoon, they brought gifts and two chickens. These things added up to half a month's salary, which can be said to be a huge investment.

Of course, this was also Zhuang Chaoying's insistence. There was no way, who made him the eldest son of the Zhuang family, a filial son, and a face-loving person.

The family of five ran to get on the bus. They lived in the Second Cotton Mill, which was in Gusu District, while the Zhuang family's father and grandmother lived near the machinery factory far away from them, and they needed to take a bus to get there.

After getting on the bus, because there were too many people and no seats, Zhou Chen kept protecting Zhuang Xiaoting, and Zhuang Xiaoting also leaned on Zhou Chen's arms obediently.

It was bumpy all the way, Zhou Chen was fine, but Zhuang Tunan and Zhuang Xiaoting were a little uncomfortable. It took a long time to recover after getting off the bus.

The Zhuang family's father and grandmother lived in a house allocated by the machinery factory. Before, the Zhuang family's grandmother worked in the machinery factory, and later her job was taken over by Zhuang Ganmei, who allocated this house, which has two rooms and a kitchen, plus a small yard.

The place is not big, and there are six people living in it, but it is much better than Zhou Chen's family of five who squeeze into one room. The place is large, the range of activities is large, and there is a separate kitchen.

Most of the houses nowadays are located in the alleys, and this is also the case here.

The family of five carried things and went around and around, and finally came to the Zhuang family. When the old couple of the Zhuang family and Zhuang Ganmei and his wife saw that the eldest family brought so many things, their smiles were brighter than one, just like chrysanthemums blooming.