atypical rebirth

A month passed quickly.

Meng's small classroom organized a monthly exam.Meng Mama likes to mention No.1.Grandma Meng Xiti (Meng Duo's self-made) Learning Activist Award.Ordinary student Meng's father likes to mention... um... the number 1 in the countdown of sad mentions.

Dad forced himself to hold his respect: "Obviously No.3! No. [-] Tanhua, I, Tanhua!"

"Okay, okay, you're third, you're the best, you're amazing." Grandma Meng replied perfunctorily.She admired her activist certificate happily, and when she had admired enough, she stuffed the certificate into Papa Meng's arms.

Father Meng was flattered.Could it be that in his wife's heart, he is also an activist?

Grandma Meng patted Dad Meng on the shoulder and said, "The certificate is mine. I want to make you happy. You have time to make me a wooden frame, like a photo frame. I will put the certificate inside and hang it on my head of the bed."

Father Meng: "..."

Before Dad Meng's crystal clear glass heart shattered, Meng Zheng appeared in time and sincerely praised Dad Meng, saying, "Dad, although your score is the lowest, your handwriting is the best!" Not out of consolation, Dad Meng's handwriting is indeed beautiful, even more beautiful than Meng Duo's handwriting.He has practiced the craft of a painter before, and he is best at painting gourds in the same way. Compared with the words on Chinese books, he writes neatly in printed characters.Although Meng's mother is No.1 in the class, her handwriting is the ugliest. At first glance, she looks worse than the children in the first grade.

"Dad, if you go to school with me, you must be responsible for the blackboard newspaper in the class!" Meng Duo said.

Father Meng immediately felt much more at ease, and said modestly, "Where is my handwriting? It's just a little bit better than your mother's handwriting."

When Mother Meng heard this, she slapped Father Meng on the back of the head.

As the only scumbag in the class, Dad Meng's study attitude is still very correct.Because ever since Yu Jun came to the house and heard Yu Jun talk about his brother-in-law Jiang Youhai working in the city, Father Meng had a thought in his heart.He also wants to go to the city to make money. Although the work on the construction site is tiring, he is not afraid of hardship.He wondered if he could learn a few more words with his son and daughter now, which might be useful when he went to the city.

Migrant workers have circles, and they are basically fellow villagers leading fellow villagers.

Before Meng Zheng was born again, Meng's father didn't know Jiang Youhai, and he had to wait two years before he was taken to the city by his fellow villagers. Naturally, the contractor who hired him was not Boss Xing, who was dragged down by his unreliable brother-in-law.Father Meng and Jiang Youhai had never been in the same circle.But now, Father Meng saved Jiang Youhai's wife. He knew about Jiang Youhai, so at this moment, he had the idea of ​​going to work in the city.

In the final analysis, the family has no money to make trouble. If the family has money, who would want to leave their hometown, leave their old mother and children, and go to a strange city that does not belong to them to do such a hard job?

However, because Dad kept these thoughts in his heart and didn't say them out, except for Meng's mother who had faintly noticed a little bit, the rest of the family including the reborn Meng Zheng still didn't know what he was thinking.

In fact, these days, while teaching his elders how to read, Meng Zheng is also thinking about ways to make money.

There are many ways to make money in Meng Zheng's mind, but most of them are not suitable for the Meng family.

Meng Zheng needs to take into account the current financial situation of the family (basically no savings, only a little income from the sale of corn), the personality of his parents, and even their hobbies.If possible, he hopes that this way of making money can be perfectly combined with his parents' hobbies.

Before Meng Zheng was reborn, his parents had been working hard for life for the first half of their lives, maybe they didn't feel wronged.But Meng Zheng, who gradually grew up and became more sensible, felt wronged for his parents.If Meng Zheng asked his parents, what is your dream?Mom and Dad will definitely think that he said a joke. All they think about every day and night is to feed and clothe the family, take good care of the elderly, and work hard to raise their children, and then this life will pass.Isn't it too hypocritical to talk about dreams?

But do they really have no dreams?No, they have.

Mom and Dad also had innocent and lively childhood, vigorous teenagers, and adolescence full of fantasy.They are not born to be parents, and they are not born to have so many responsibilities on their shoulders.They just chose to compromise their lives, and they just voluntarily sacrificed a lot for their families.

Therefore, if possible, Meng Zheng hopes that his parents will not give up their dreams while raising their families.

Just thinking about it like this, Meng Zheng really came up with an idea.

When having dinner that day, Meng Zheng suddenly said: "Father, can you make small furniture? Can you weave small bamboo utensils? Small cabinets, small tables, small dustpans, small baskets, etc. that are as big as my hand of."

Father Meng asked casually, "What do you want that for? Playing house?"

"No! If Dad, you know how to do it and do it exquisitely, we can sell it for money." Meng Zheng said.

"Sell? Who buys these!" Father Meng didn't care.

Grandma Meng, Mother Meng, and Meng Duo all laughed.But everyone did not stop Meng Zheng from continuing.

Meng Zheng said: "Someone really bought it! My aunt and the others live in Nanxi City. There is Moon Lake there, and there is Moon Mountain near Moon Lake. There are ancient temples on the mountain, and there are many stone statues left over from the Tang and Song Dynasties. Wangyue Lake and Wangyue Mountain are both scenic spots. There is a pedestrian street by the side of Wangyue Lake. After seeing the scenery, tourists always want to buy something to take back. We can rent a shop on that street to sell the small furniture made by my father.”

My own child suddenly said such a lot of content, Meng's father and Meng's mother were stunned.

Grandma Meng and Meng Duo gradually stopped chewing, obviously attracted by the content of Meng Zheng's words.

Meng Zheng said: "I seem to have heard my mother say that when the contract was assigned to households, because the arable land in Woshan Village was too small, when the land was divided, each household was allocated a small piece of mountain and forest land. When I was a child I also went to play in that forest. There is a lot of wood in that forest, right? And there is a large bamboo forest behind Grandpa’s house. In other words, if Dad’s business really starts, we don’t have to worry about materials Whether it's wood or bamboo, Grandpa's family can provide us with it."

Grandfather Meng's family has wood, so it is said that selling wood can make a fortune, right?In fact, it is not the case. Although the mountain land was allocated to Meng Waigong’s family, the number of trees that can be cut down each year is limited. If it is too much, it will violate the regulations. Therefore, the amount of timber provided by Meng Waigong’s family cannot be scaled. Business is impossible.Another one is that Woshan Village is located deep in the mountain, and the path leading to the outside world is dug along the mountain wall. It is very difficult to transport the thick timber out of Woshan Village.

But if the Meng family really started the business of small furniture and decorations as Meng Zheng said, these problems would not be a problem.Timber is limited?It is enough to supply Meng's father alone.Timber is not easy to ship?Dad Meng can take tools to live in Woshan Village, process the wood into small pieces and send it down the mountain.

"This can be regarded as bringing grandpa and the others to make a fortune together." Meng Zheng concluded.

Meng's mother asked, "Xiaozheng, did you come up with all these yourself?"

Meng Zheng nodded.

Mother Meng finally knew that her son was serious. She was not fooled by the big cakes drawn by her son. Instead, she taught her son: "You say these things, it sounds very reasonable. But, how can you be sure that your father will do it?" Can the things that come out really sell for money? Even if they can really sell for money, how can doing business be as simple as talking up and down? Who do you think is the material for doing business in our family? Neither will Dad." Meng Duo is fine, but Meng Duo is too young, only 13 years old at the moment.

Meng Zheng had obviously considered this question, and said, "What do you think...how about my aunt?"

Meng Zheng looked at Grandma Meng.

Grandma Meng said, "I think it's okay."

If this business really takes off, Uncle Meng will provide raw materials, Dad Meng will provide technology, and Aunt Meng will be in charge of sales, and all three companies will be able to make money from it.In Aunt Meng's house, the power must be in the hands of my uncle Ye Gang.If the Meng family asked Ye Gang for other matters, such as asking Ye Gang to post his favor to find a job for Meng's father, then Ye Gang would probably not be very happy.But if they really start a business according to what Meng Zheng said, then it will not be that the Meng family is burdening the Ye family, but the two families will make money together.The nature of these two things is not the same.Ye Gang shouldn't have any objections.

But Meng's father shook his head and said, "It's not so easy to make money... I really know how to make small tables and chairs. If you want, I will spare time to make a few sets for you. It doesn't take much effort at all. But, you asked your aunt to open a store, I don’t think it’s okay. If you really want to open a store, your uncle and I can’t afford it, and your aunt will definitely pay for the cost of opening the store. When the store really opens, but the things can’t be sold, Your uncle is wasting some wood, and I am wasting some time here, but your aunt will lose a lot!"

"Dad, we can call uncle first and talk to uncle about this matter." Meng Zheng is trying to persuade the family, "If uncle thinks this is not feasible, he will naturally reject us. If he thinks it is feasible, he is willing Letting my aunt open a shop with us means that my uncle is optimistic about this business." The decision is in Ye Gang's hands.

Meng Zheng put down the bowl and chopsticks, looked at Dad Meng, and finally said what he wanted to say most before his rebirth: "Dad, your craftsmanship is very good. A craftsman like you is a folk artist, and you will definitely be appreciated by many people in the future." Respect. You must believe that your work must be more valuable than you imagined!"

Father Meng lowered his head and put the rice into his mouth, muttering, "I, I know. Hurry up and eat your rice!"

At night, in the dead of night.

Meng's mother was about to fall asleep in a daze, but Meng's father suddenly sat up.

Meng's mother struggled to open her eyes and asked, "What are you doing?"

Father Meng chuckled, and said with silly joy, "My son said, I'm an artist."

Mother Meng: "..."

"I didn't expect me to be so... so powerful in the child's heart." Father Meng's eyes were a little moist.

Mother Meng really wanted to complain about something, but seeing her husband's joy from the heart, she also felt a soreness in her heart, so she swallowed her complaints, with a gentle smile on her face, and said, "Are you His father, feed him, clothe him, raise him to such an age, if he doesn’t admire you, who else can he admire?”

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The author has something to say: Dad Meng: A boring boy with a crystal heart.