Chapter 162 The Simple Generation of Migrant Workers

Although it is a family gathering, except for father, mother and sister can only see each other at night, and at least after nine o'clock. Sometimes, they come back after Feng Yiping falls asleep, and when he wakes up in the morning, Including my father, they had already gone to the store. Speaking of which, they couldn't even have a meal together a day.

Their work and rest time is about the same as Feng Yiping's at school, and they are open all year round, but every time they meet, they are in good spirits. Even Feng Yuxuan is full of energy, and happily said that they were in the store that day. Some interesting things I encountered.

This reminded him of one thing, during the summer vacation when he was in technical secondary school, his parents were not young at that time. Unfortunately, Mei Qiuping had a heat stroke, and then Feng Zhenchang also got dysentery, and he took a bottle every day. The two of them stayed at home for a few days.

After dinner one morning, they saw a young couple from the window. One was carrying a load of farmyard manure, the other was carrying a hoe and a sickle. Mei Qiuping said with emotion, "It would be great if we could still do what they do now!"

The gray-haired Feng Zhenchang, who was almost sixty years old, couldn't hide the envy in his eyes, and said a little desolately, "Yes, but when we were young, we could do better than them!"

Thinking about it, it seems that in the minds of parents, there seems to be no feeling of "tiredness" at all, let alone retirement and pensions. Being able to live and be old is their highest pursuit.

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In front of Feng Yiping, although Feng Zhenchang still has the image of a strict father, he will come back to have breakfast with Feng Yiping every morning after finishing his work. During the meal, the two of them don't talk much, and they go back and forth. Then a few words, "Eat slowly," "Eat another egg," "Eat more!"

She doesn't talk much, and sometimes she is a bit harsh, but she still can't hide her warmth.

Most fathers in rural areas are like this. They are relatively introverted, and they may not be good at expressing their love for their children. However, in terms of caring for their children, they are essentially the same as fathers in the city.

"Dad, let me help in the store too!" Feng Yiping said to Feng Zhenchang who was about to go out while washing the dishes.

"No need, there are enough people in the store, you should review your homework at home instead of watching TV all the time!"

When he reached the door, he turned back again, "If you get tired of reading, go out and change your mind, don't go far, there is fifty yuan left on the table for you, save some money!"

"Oh," the whole family is working hard, leaving him idle alone. This seems to be the rhythm of cultivating the second generation or a dude.

However, up to now, he feels that he has learned a lot, and he no longer wants to read or understand the things in the textbook, so he thought, go to Xinhua Bookstore to find some exercise sets to do.

He left a note on the table, took two trains, and arrived at the largest Xinhua Bookstore in the provincial capital. This was not the first time he came. Quite a few. After looking at them, these exercise sets were either from Huanggang High School or from Capital Normal University. He searched carefully for more than half an hour and picked out the three most difficult ones, all of which were mathematics.

Carrying three books in a plastic bag, I sat on a bench on the pedestrian street in front of the bookstore for a while, and prepared to experience the "customs and customs" of the provincial capital, but in this cold winter, none of the girls passing by The exceptions were all dressed thickly. Occasionally, there were a few who wanted style but not warmth, and they couldn't be seen. He shook his head, thinking about going back, and then remembered that in the provincial capital these days, he hadn't seen Wang Changning's parents before, so he just thought about it. Go and have a look.

The site of Wang Changning's parents is on the west side of the provincial capital, on the extension line of the most prosperous Renmin Road in the provincial capital. Of course, this extension is a bit long. In short, it is close to the outskirts of the city.

But this place is actually pretty good. Although the residential area is newly built, the occupancy rate is high, and the shopping malls and schools are relatively concentrated. It is not necessary to ride a tricycle around like Feng Zhenchang and the others started.

The connected primary school and the affiliated kindergarten are already on vacation, and Feng Yiping did not find them at the gate of the primary school, so Feng Yiping walked along the primary school, and there is a four-story comprehensive shopping mall about 100 meters ahead. They should there.

Sure enough, from a distance, he could see a tricycle parked by the flower bed in front of the gate of the shopping mall, surrounded by a few people.

He quickened his pace and was about to cross the road when he heard someone shout, "Yiping?"

He followed the sound and saw Wang Changning's mother, wearing sleeve gloves, holding a snakeskin bag in one hand, and holding a long pliers in the other, standing beside a trash can he just passed, looking at it with joy. he.

Feng Yiping was taken aback for a moment. To be honest, he had never done such a thing before, but he still ran over immediately, trying to help her carry the bag, "Auntie, why are you here? Isn't the stall in front of you yours?"

"Yes, his father is watching. I am watching those people who come out of the mall, always throwing soda bottles and cans in the trash cans nearby, and come to pick them when they are not busy. After a day, they can also Sell ​​it for a few bucks. When did you come here? You have grown taller again! Why are you still so thin?"

"Changning is about the same height as me, but she is also as thin as me," Feng Yiping said with a smile knowing that she missed her son.

"There are so many meals, I don't know where you all ate them, and why you don't gain weight. Go to his father's side first, I'll be fine in a while."

"No, I'll help you." Feng Yiping saw a few soda cans she had picked out and placed on the ground, crushed them flat for her, picked them up and threw them into the snakeskin bag, and wanted to help her carry the snakeskin bag, Changning's mother refused desperately, "What if your clothes get dirty?"

She couldn't resist Feng Yiping, and didn't want him to pick up trash with her, so she had to walk ahead with the bag and take Feng Yiping to the tricycle.

His father was also very happy to see Feng Yiping, "When did you come? The business over there is good!"

After asking a few words, he said happily, "Just now, someone bought three catties at once, saying that he was taking it home for his colleagues to eat."

"Hehe, it would be great if this happened several times a day!" His mother said with a smile.

"Are you hungry or not? There are still a few buns left over from the morning,"

They are all the same now, not only buying fried chestnuts with sugar, but also selling steamed buns and soy milk.

Wang Changning's mother was still reluctant to part with the soda bottles and cans in the other trash cans, so she asked Feng Yiping, who wanted to help, to help put the chestnuts into bags beside the tricycle, and then went to the trash can with the snakeskin bag by herself.

Near noon, Feng Yiping found a small restaurant and packed three servings of fried rice and an egg soup. They kept watching and said to Feng Yiping that they wanted to give him the money, "Come over here as a child." Look at us, how come it's your turn to buy? Besides, there are buns, just buy two."

Her mother also said that she would return a copy, and Feng Yiping said, "Auntie, you should be a filial son of Changning!"

Ps: Oh, is this the rhythm of no applause again today?