Affection for Sidaogou during the Famine

His mother has been very irritable recently, and she may have the menopausal syndrome that Zhao Zhao often talks about!

"Where are you going? I'm talking to you, Qian Lao Er! Look at you, several girls have come to your house to pursue you, but you don't express your opinion. In my opinion, that word describes you. Oh, right, 'scumbag', you are a scumbag.

Just give me the exact answer which one you like. Don't keep the girl hanging. Aren't you afraid of it getting out and sounding bad? I'm afraid of ruining the girl's reputation.

You are already 23 and still not married. What do you want to do?

No matter who it is, hurry up and marry one. Isn't your company going to allocate housing this year? How can you get a turn if you don't get married?

Get out of here right away after you get married and divide the house. I am so old and still have to serve you. Do you really want me to be a servant in your Qian family for the rest of my life?"

Qian Zhonghao raised his hands in surrender and begged, "Mom, my dear mom, don't get excited, don't get excited.

I said, can you please stop calling your son such a jerk? What's the good stuff about calling him a jerk? Aren't you afraid that others will hear it and ruin your son's reputation?

Did I let the little girl chase me? I didn't want to do that, and I couldn't persuade her. Can you blame me for this?

I have made it clear to them that we are just ordinary colleagues. There is no chemistry between them and we cannot be husband and wife.

But what if they don’t listen?

Mom, to be honest, I'm worried about you. You gave birth to such a straight-forward son, attracting all the girls to come to our house.

You were hospitable at home, and you supported me by giving them a stern face so that they would give up. Yet you are still angry with me!

I am also very anxious. I am a young man, but people block my door and force me to marry them every day. I feel wronged and have no place to complain!"

Zhang Hongmei just didn't like Qian Zhonghao's tone of voice, so why did she blame him? She let him flirt with girls like a peacock, but she didn't want to marry him?

A visitor is a guest. The girl greets people with a smile. She never comes empty-handed and rushes to work as soon as she enters the door. Why is she so upset? She is not an old witch!

She was so angry that she grabbed a bowl and was about to hit him.

The third child was happily watching the fun, and when he saw this, he quickly reached out and grabbed the bowl, "What, are you going to rebel too?"

Well, the fucking anger was immediately directed at him.

"Hey, mom, mom, calm down! My second brother deserves a beating, but it's not worth losing his job. If you buy a new one, won't it cost you another 18 cents?

It's not worth it, it's really not worth it! If you're still angry, use this to hit him."

Xiao Sanzi put down the bowl, ran to the door and got a broom to hand to his mother.

Zhang Hongmei glared at him fiercely and decided not to deal with this boy yet and wait until she had time!

Let’s deal with the second one first tonight. I’ve saved this meal for him for several days.

Qian Zhonghao saw his mother's murderous look and ran away, "Mom, I'm going to sleep at Grandpa Guan's house tonight so you don't worry!"

Before he finished speaking, the person disappeared!

Zhang Hongmei chased to the door, but didn't catch up with her good son, so she had to put the broom back behind the door in disappointment.

"You're so fast, little brat! Otherwise, I'd beat your ass!"

Zhang Hongmei was so angry that her chest hurt, and suddenly she thought, could it be the breast hyperplasia that Zhaozhao was talking about?

No, this tone must be expressed, the naughty kid must be beaten!

If the second child ran away, wouldn't the third child still be there? Zhang Hongmei was about to grab a broom, but Qian Xiaosan saw the opportunity and quickly cleaned the table.

After getting the broom, he picked up a pile of dishes and chopsticks and slid towards the door like a loach, "Mom, take a rest, your son will help you wash the dishes and pots.

I'll boil a kettle of hot water for you to soak your feet before going to sleep."

Zhang Hongmei stood there like a deflated balloon, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

It's no wonder that she favors the third child. This boy has been smart since he was young, knows how to coax people, and has good judgment.

He knows when to act funny and when to act good. He is not like the eldest brother who is honest and straightforward, nor is he like the second brother who is cunning and slippery. He runs away when he gets into trouble and makes his parents clean up the mess. He is a real worry.

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Han family

After dinner, the old lady sewed her jacket and nailed the soles of her shoes, while Han Zhaozhao took Wu Ni and Xiao Liang to study calligraphy.

These days, Xiaoliang comes to see Wu Ni whenever he gets home, so Han Zhaozhao has to take over his studies.

Although this child looks silly, he can recognize words and count faster than Wu Ni, and he is gifted in drawing.

Han Zhaozhao was puzzled. What was wrong with him? He had a high IQ, but he could think like a child.

Even if you say he has a low IQ, you can still learn it by teaching him to recognize words and count three times at most.

I don’t understand, is Xiaoliang’s situation also super scientific?

In the end, Han Zhaozhao could only conclude that Xiaoliang had a pure heart, a clear mind, and was extremely focused on whatever he was learning, which was why he learned so quickly.

Such a person reminded her of two characters in a martial arts novel - the Old Boy and the Little Dragon Girl!

Xiaoliang not only learns quickly, but is also very serious and persistent. He will get to the bottom of every question and often leaves her speechless.

Unable to cope with it any longer, Han Zhaozhao had no choice but to take out a set of "100,000 Whys" from the space and throw it to himself to read.

Of course, she would either cross out or tear up the parts that conflicted with the current time, and the fairly new book was torn into tatters by her.

However, Xiaoliang didn't mind. He picked up the book and read it with great interest.

"Zhao Zhao, how do you pronounce this word?"

Han Zhaozhao took the book and looked at it. "Yu, the Yu of universe!"

"Oh, Yu, the Yu of universe. What does this Yu mean?"

Han Zhaozhao: "This word 'Yu' has several meanings. Listen carefully and memorize it slowly.

1. It is a noun, which means eaves, and refers to houses. For example: houses, temples, buildings...

The second meaning refers to the entire space above and below; the world. For example: the universe, the universe, the world...

The third meaning refers to a person’s appearance and demeanor.

For example: bearing, style, imposing, extraordinary bearing...

There is another meaning, which is more profound. I am not as smart as you and I don’t understand it now. Can you teach it to me when you have learned it?”

Xiaoliang's eyes are bright and twinkling like little stars.

"Yu, universe, world...Zhou! Zhaozhao, I get it. The last word is pronounced as Zhou, so together it means universe, which is the world!

Zhao Zhao, what is the world? How big is the world and where is it? "

Han Zhaozhao pulled her hair hard, oh my god, I feel dizzy!

Help! There is a Tang Monk here!

This made the old lady and Wu Ni laugh out loud.

The two of them were still laughing, completely unaware of Han Zhaozhao's pain. When she was really pushed into a corner, she threw a "Xinhua Dictionary" at Xiaoliang.

This dictionary was the first edition published by the Commercial Press in June 1957. It was the first dictionary published after the founding of New China to use vernacular Chinese for explanations and explanations.

There are many illustrations in it, which can be said to be a very exquisite reference book with both pictures and texts.

It is especially suitable for Xiaoliang to use. Not only can he learn to read, but he can also learn to draw. Oh, perfect!

"Please use it with care and return it to me after use. I want to keep it as a family heirloom."