child prodigy at eighty

This year the Song family’s New Year’s Eve dinner was dumplings, stuffed with pork and cabbage. Liu Erhua wrapped three big curtains and took them outside to freeze them. They had to eat two more meals in the first and second grades. This is the beginning of the year and the end of the year. Every year is more than enough.

In this era when supplies are still not abundant, eating dumplings is a treat only during festivals.Song Xiaosan's swollen wrist didn't stop him from eating dumplings, and he could finish a big plate by himself, so he ate in moderation, and it wasn't enough for the second child to sweep both plates into his stomach.

Some people enjoy eating, while others have a hard time. Gu Weifeng's New Year's Eve dinner is just a mouthful of steamed corn buns, and he doesn't even have the time to cook.

Master Li was ill, and the high fever persisted, and the antipyretic injections did not work, and he kept repeating.The doctor ordered that if the condition recurred at night, the patient should be wiped down to cool down. He was too frightened to leave, for fear that something might happen to him.

In the home of his former adoptive parents, he did a lot of caring work, but the ones he took care of were all small ones, and it was the first time he took care of the sick and wiped them.

Gu Weifeng thought about it for a while, and first filled the stove with coal that he was reluctant to use on weekdays, and burned the fire vigorously, so as not to freeze people again in a while.

Then he wiped old man Li's body non-stop all night, and changed the water from basin to basin. When the sky was twilight, Old Man Li's body temperature finally dropped. Gu Weifeng, who had been working all night in fear, heaved a long sigh of relief.

This night was really too long, and he felt that there would never be dawn.He is not afraid of suffering or tiredness, but he is really afraid that old man Li will just disappear.

Old man Li opened his eyes, and what he saw was a sweaty face. He was also half asleep and half awake that night, and his mind was clear about how he was taken care of all night.The previous disgust was gone in his eyes, he turned over and muttered, "Go to sleep."

"I'll cook." Gu Weifeng went into the kitchen with a sullen head, ding ding bang bang and started to work.

Old man Li felt that there was a place in his heart that was a little sore, a little soft, and it trembled with the slightest touch.

"Don't think it's useful to please me." He muttered with a cough.

Gu Weifeng in the kitchen didn't hear anything, and quickly made a bowl of soft and rotten noodles. He didn't have time to chop the dumpling filling, so naturally there were no dumplings to eat, but he put an egg in the bowl and dripped Two drops of sesame oil, very fragrant.

"See what I'm doing, and you can eat too." The old man said calmly.

"Ah."

After the first day of junior high school, the next step is to visit relatives. From the second day to the tenth day of the new year, my uncle’s and aunt’s uncle’s grandma’s house, eat at this house for one day (bring your own food coupons), and play at that house for one day. I was suffocated.

When it comes to celebrities, we have to start with the purchase of couplets by the city government. What does it mean that the government bought couplets?It means that this kid writes well!This is the first thing that the simple common people think of.Wouldn't it be nice to be spotted by the city's high officials?Pay for it?Well, well written for sure!

They can't tell how good it is, and those who bought couplets have become tourist attractions in front of them, and they all want to see what good characters can make money.

The municipal government made a sensation in the whole small town. The municipal government, this is not just about a few couplets, but what a face it is. The entire building of the National Cotton Factory feels honored.

Liu Erhua is very prosperous these days. Her husband has been promoted and her son is famous. Who doesn't greet her with a smile when walking in the tube building?Many people also asked her where her mistress learned calligraphy, and they also let their children learn it, not hoping to be seen by the city, and those who can sell it for [-] cents can be regarded as contributing to the family.

"My third child studied at random. There used to be an old man who lived in his grandfather's house, and he learned a little bit from him. He wrote for two hours every night, and the older ones didn't stop during the Chinese New Year. Now, he still sticks to the fourth one's writing every day." Liu Erhua said lightly with an insignificant posture.

"I said, why don't you see your little three and little four come out to play at night, and they are all at home holding back and preparing to make money together."

"Whether it makes money or not is just a child's joke. We didn't expect to be bought by the city government. It scared me and thought it was a liar."

"Can the liar give you money? Just have fun."

"How long has it been since your Song Shiyu learned to write like this?" Someone was thinking about it.

"The old man left after learning for a short time. He practiced blindly by himself. He has been holding a pen since he was three years old, and he hasn't broken it for five or six years." Liu Erhua is very proud of this. Whose children have him? With the character of Xiaosan, she dares to say that there is no one in their Yucheng!

"Drink!" This shocked everyone who was chatting, this kid is not simple, he usually loves to play when he looks at him, how can he be patient.

"Do you want my second child to follow your third child to learn how to write with a brush?" Someone asked unwillingly, didn't he force the boy to write every day even if he had been writing for five or six years.

"I can't make up my mind on this. I told Xiaosan to have a big idea. You tell him yourself, and he agrees with me." Liu Erhua quickly waved his hand, not to solicit this job.

Someone really approached Song Shiyu, and when he heard it, he smiled: "Okay, we are neighbors, I will give you a little bit cheaper, two yuan a month, and prepare brushes, ink, and old newspapers by yourself, and outsiders will have to pay three yuan if they want to learn." block."

Good guy, it's only two yuan to open your mouth, why don't you grab it?Spend money before earning it, and you don’t have to pay a dime for going to school every day.Neighbors muttered a few words about the matter and let it go.

Neighbors in the neighborhood are easy to evade, but relatives are not so easy to talk about.

Going to a relative's house is also surrounded by spectators, especially the child's grandma lives in Yucheng, so there is no one who doesn't know if there is a little trouble.The whole family was surrounded as soon as they arrived, and they began to inquire about Song Shiyu selling couplets within three sentences.

The little aunt Song Changju is ten years younger than his father. She just got married and has a very good relationship with her second sister-in-law. She pulled Song Xiaosan into her arms, rubbed his hand and said, "Our little three's hands are precious. I can earn a lot of money for my sister-in-law every year, let my aunt get rich soon."

Song Shiyu wanted to escape but refused to let him go, he was rubbed so hard that he couldn't love him, he pretended that this hand was not his own.Fortunately, she grabbed the left hand, otherwise he would have to cry.

"You're going to get over it soon, you can believe kids messing around." Liu Erhua said with a smile.

"Sister-in-law, don't pretend to be modest. Someone spent a dollar to buy couplets with Xiaosan and it spread, and you still want to fool me?" Song Changju hugged Song Xiaosan and did not let go, "No, I have to take a good look. Can you be patient?"

"Auntie, I'll go get you some water." Song Shiyu pulled away Auntie's hand and sneaked into the room with a sharp sound.

"Still shy." She casually hugged Xiao Si in her arms, and Xiao Si rubbed him, happily.

"Little San has never liked being hugged since she was a child, and it's not like you don't know it."

"Let your mistress also teach Beibei, don't forget about us if there are good things to do." The sister-in-law who has been busy at the side said.Beibei is the youngest of his family, his four sons go from east to west, north to south.

"Sister-in-law, you can ask him yourself, I can't control his temper." Liu Erhua didn't answer this question, the Beibei people in his family have a lot of troubles, so she won't let her son take matters into his own hands.

Just ask, Mrs. Song asked the person directly: "Little San, you also taught your brother Beibei to write, and your brother bought you candy."

That's because he wanted to copy my homework.Song Shiyu thought to himself, with a smile on his face: "Okay, what's so difficult about it. You asked Brother Beibei to come to my house every night, with ink brushes and old newspapers. I don't have any extra at home, so I won't charge you , our own family members don’t speak that kind of nonsense.”

"You just teach people how to write and get paid?" Mrs. Song raised her voice.

"Look at what you said, why should I teach them for nothing? Just like you said, I want to make money in the future, and my business will be robbed by then?" Song Shiyu said the truth, not at all. like a child's talk.

"Then I have to thank you, hey, your third son has become a genius!" Aunt Song yelled, this is what a child said, adults can't think so far.

"Thank you, who made us a family." Song Shiyu still smiled nicely, as if he couldn't understand the meaning of his words at all.

Song Changju laughed straight after hearing this, his sister-in-law is not a bad person, but this greedy temperament may not be changed in a lifetime.That is to say, if this little third son can say such infuriating words, no one else can cure her.

Sister-in-law Song didn't tell him, but said directly to his father, "I'll let Dongdong go to your house after fifteen, that's the deal."

Song Changhe nodded with a good temper, "Just come."

The old lady thought they were noisy, so she kept mumbling: "What are you doing here, what are you doing here, it makes me flustered."

Song Shiyu was speechless.This old lady is also dead. She has never had a good face to these sons and grandchildren. She is in good health and eats well. She has food stamps and retirement money in her hand. To expect them to be filial sons and grandsons, to live a lonely and unrestrained life, can be regarded as the only one in this day and age.

So Song Shiyu really didn't come to grandma's house very often, and there were a few times a year, and it just annoyed the old lady.

Everyone knew the old lady's temper, and no one said much. The big guys cooked together and ate a meal, and then separated. Before leaving, the sister-in-law once again emphasized the fact that her youngest son went to learn calligraphy.

Sure enough, he came here before dark on the [-]th day of the first lunar month in Song Dynasty. Not to mention a meal, he brought a half-bald old writing brush with him, and relied on his second uncle's house for the rest.

What they said was very sweet: "My mother said, you don't need to be anywhere else when you come to my second uncle's house. It's the same as my own. My second uncle can't do without my old newspaper."

Song Shiyu wanted to roll his eyes when he said this, and he didn't treat himself as an outsider too much. It was a lot of old newspapers, but the ink didn't cost money or the food didn't cost money?

He's not a caring person, but he just doesn't like the face that takes advantage of you and thinks about you selflessly.

Originally, he wanted to teach for three days or five days, anyway, with Song Shibei's temperament, he would not be able to learn much, but now he doesn't want to watch much in a day.