Starting out as a drug dealer in 1988

According to the prices in 88, three old hens would cost only about 20 yuan at most.

Zhao Wenhao directly took out 30 yuan and handed it over, which was already very sincere. What's more, just now Zhao Shui was so angry that he smashed the other person's pots and pans.

"Wenhao, let's forget about the money. I was also wrong just now." Zhao Shuisheng scratched his head, feeling a little embarrassed to extend his hand. He was completely different from the angry look he had before.

Zhao Wenhao could tell right from wrong. Even though his house was smashed like this today, he didn't have any thoughts towards Zhao Shuisheng and his wife.

Of course, if it was Wei Chunlan who was being bullied today, that would be a different matter. Even if he was not in the right, he would retaliate.

"Take it. It's wrong, it's wrong. This is what your family deserves." Zhao Wenhao stuffed the money into Zhao Shuisheng's pocket again. "I understand how you feel, and please bear with me."

Seeing that Zhao Shuisheng was about to refuse, Ma Xiaofang hurried forward to take the money, and said with an awkward smile: "After all, he is a cultured man. Wenhao is a straightforward person. Let's just forget about this matter. I have work to do at home, so I won't bother you anymore."

After saying that, he pulled Zhao Shuisheng, who wanted to say something, out of the kitchen and quickly returned to his home.

"Dear uncles, aunts and grandmas, I'm sorry for making you laugh at me." Zhao Wenhao continued to distribute cigarettes to the neighbors who were watching the fun, and he clasped his right fist, covered his left palm on his right hand, and bowed to everyone.

"Wenhao is such a sensible kid!"

"Who would have thought that a second-rate guy like Zhao Aiguo could actually give birth to such a wonderful child? Who can you talk to about this?"

"Some time ago, a few eggs were lost at my house, and I suspect that bastard Zhao Aiguo stole them. Do you think I should talk to the kid about this?"

"Forget it. Their family is not doing well either. It's just a few eggs. I'll just feed them to the dog."

After Zhao Wenhao's apology, a group of neighbors finally left the yard with murmurs.

"What about others?"

As soon as everyone left, Zhao Wenhao, who had been smiling, suddenly turned pale.

Seeing her son's face suddenly change, Wei Chunlan hurriedly explained: "Wenhao, this is not your father's fault, it's my fault. He asked me for money, and I lied to him that I had no money, so he went to steal chickens and sell them."

What kind of fallacy is this?

Even at this time, he is still protecting him.

Zhao Wenhao really didn't know what Wei Chunlan's mentality was. He was too lazy to argue with her, so he walked out of the kitchen directly, picked up the wooden stick that Zhao Shuisheng had just thrown, and walked towards the main room.

Sure enough, the bedroom door was tightly closed. Even if I pushed hard, I couldn't open it. It was obviously locked from the inside.

"Come out here. If you don't, don't blame me for being rude." Zhao Wenhao yelled loudly and punched the door, making a loud "bang" sound.

Wei Chunlan ran over anxiously and grabbed the stick, "Don't be like this, talk it over nicely. He is your father after all, don't be so stupid."

At this time, Zhao Wenhao was so angry that he didn't care about Wei Chunlan's advice.

He dropped the wooden stick, took a step back, then suddenly rushed up and kicked the door.

"Oh!"

The door, which was not very strong to begin with, was kicked with a big hole in it.

Zhao Wenhao reached out through the hole, opened the door, and walked into the room angrily.

Zhao Aiguo's face turned red, and he sat on the edge of the bed with his head lowered without saying a word.

"Don't you always shout that you're the head of the family? Why are you so cowardly now? They've already come to your door, and you, the head of the family, just hide inside and don't say a word?"

Zhao Wenhao pointed at his adopted father, wanting to kick him twice. However, due to the relationship between the two, he suppressed the urge.

Wei Chunlan stood between the two men with tears in her eyes. She originally thought that her son was really going to hit someone, but fortunately it did not happen.

"Wenhao, don't blame your dad for this. It's because I didn't hide the money and didn't give it to him, so he had these evil thoughts."

At this time, Wei Chunlan was still helping Zhao Aiguo explain.

"Oh!"

Zhao Wenhao angrily punched the table in the room, even making a hole in it. Zhao Aiguo was so frightened that he almost jumped up.

"You, what are you going to do? I'm your father. If you dare to fight me, I'll tell the whole village and town."

Looking at Zhao Wenhao's angry eyes, Zhao Aiguo was so scared that he jumped up from the bed and quickly hid behind Wei Chunlan.

"It's bleeding, Wenhao, your hand is bleeding."

Seeing her son in such a state, Wei Chunlan, who was always prone to crying, couldn't stop her tears from falling. At the same time, she quickly went to the closet to find cotton to help stop the bleeding.

Zhao Wenhao did not feel any pain at this time. He pressed Wei Chunlan on the chair, took the cotton, wiped the blood off his hands, and then still stared at Zhao Aiguo with a sharp look.

"Why? Aren't they just three chickens? I'll pay them back when I have money. It's no big deal." Zhao Aiguo felt a little guilty, but he still said it with a stiff upper lip.

Zhao Wenhao shook his head and sighed, "Have you ever considered us? After doing something like this, how can we, as children, still have the face to walk around the village? My eldest sister will get married in the future. If people knew that she had such a father, would anyone dare to marry her?"

"Wuwuwu..." Wei Chunlan began to cry again unconsciously when she mentioned Zhao Wenjing. "You won't die if you don't go playing cards. Now look what's going on. The villagers are talking about it everywhere. What are we going to do in the future?"

"You bitch, you only know how to cry. Why do you care about my own business?" Zhao Aiguo said sternly and even pushed Wei Chunlan.

"Try to touch her again!" Zhao Wenhao picked up the wooden stick and held it in front of Zhao Aiguo, as if he was going to hit him if they disagreed.

Zhao Aiguo was indeed frightened. He stared at Wei Chunlan fiercely, then sat down on the edge of the bed reluctantly and continued without saying a word.

Zhao Wenhao didn't know how to deal with such a father.

I can't really beat him, but the problem is that if I don't beat him, he won't be able to learn a sufficient lesson.

"Let's make three rules." Zhao Wenhao took out a cigarette from his pocket, threw it over, then lit one for himself and took a deep breath.

Zhao Aiguo took the cigarette and asked doubtfully, "What are these three rules?"

"From today on, I'll have Mom give you 20 dollars a week. I'll also buy your cigarettes and alcohol and keep them at home. You won't be responsible for any other household expenses. What do you think?"

"Really?" Zhao Aiguo was a little bit unbelievable. Could it be that this little beast suddenly changed his nature?

In 1988, data from the National Bureau of Statistics showed that the per capita income in urban areas was 1181 yuan, and the per capita income in rural areas was 545 yuan.

If Zhao Wenhao was really willing to give him 20 yuan a week, then Zhao Aiguo would definitely live a comfortable life. Moreover, the tobacco and alcohol were contracted out, and the rest was all his own.