Chapter 1041 The First Little Brother

As Qin Hao expected, when he went back, Qin Jianjun and his wife had already started moving things.

Before, Qin Hao, Qin Yu, and Qin Hong lived in this room together. Qin Hao slept on a temporarily installed wooden bed, while Qin Yu and Qin Hong slept on his previous bed. In the words of Qin Jianjun and his wife, before His bed was too crowded for three people. Qin Yu and Qin Hong were not careful about sleeping. They were afraid of crushing him, so they drove him to the wooden bed.

"Their daily necessities can be taken away, but the furniture is all left by my parents. You are not allowed to touch any of it."

As soon as Qin Hao opened his mouth, he immediately aroused unanimous condemnation from Qin Jianjun and his wife, as well as the Qin family's elders.

"White-eyed wolf, feed the unfamiliar White-eyed wolf!"

"As a junior like you, you are not worthy to be the grandson of my Qin family."

Qin Hao sneered: "Dad and grandma, I have severed ties with you. Don't kidnap me with the morality of elders and younger people. You have been sucking blood from my parents all these years. Don't kidnap me anymore." If you want to suck my blood, you should think about how to live a better life on your own."

The old man Qin Jiye was so angry that he puffed his beard and glared: "Unfilial descendant, how come our Qin family has such an unfilial descendant like you!"

Grandma also beat her chest and cried: "Oh, Jianguo, you died too early. Look what kind of son you gave birth to. He started to disobey your father and grandma at such a young age."

Qin Jianjun and his wife even pointed at Qin Hao's nose and cursed: "Little bastard, don't think Song Ying can be so nice to you. She only wants your twenty yuan monthly subsidy. When this storm is over, , she will use your money on her son, and then don’t come to us if you starve to death.”

"That's it, if you have the sense to return the twenty yuan as soon as possible, we can forget the past..."

Qin Hao sarcastically said: "You feel like the whole world is a cesspool even though you are a fly. Aunt Song will not be like you guys who eat people without spitting out their bones. You should also stop saying bad things about her in front of me, otherwise..."

Qin Jianjun and his wife were startled by Qin Hao's sudden murderous intent, but they quickly realized that the two adults were actually frightened by an eight-year-old child.

"Otherwise what? Do you still dare to fight against us?"

Without saying a word, Qin Hao took off his shirt, revealing bruises all over his body: "Believe it or not, if I just scream twice and then tell you to hit me, you will all be in trouble tonight."

In an instant, Qin Jianjun and his wife were so frightened that they took several steps back. Even the Qin family couple unconsciously retreated to the living room.

Now Qin Hao is like a hedgehog. The scars on his body are the best weapons. Once he insists that Qin Jianjun and his wife beat him, the neighbors will definitely flock to him. No one will believe the explanation of Qin Jianjun and his wife. After all, they have done it before The image of abusing relatives and orphans has become deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and now it is reasonable to retaliate at night.

"Okay, no matter how cruel you are, one day you will come back and beg us."

Qin Jianjun could only say a harsh word, packed up the daily necessities of Qin Yu and Qin Hong, and left in embarrassment.

That night, Qin Hao heard the crying of brothers Qin Yu and Qin Hong through the door. There were only three rooms in the house. Originally, the Qin family had one room, Qin Jianjun and his wife had one room, and the two brothers had one room. Now there is one room missing. , we can only let them follow their parents and squeeze in with their parents.

Qin Yu and Qin Hong were used to being comfortable on weekdays, but they couldn't get used to it all of a sudden, so they started to quarrel. Qin Jianjun, his wife, and Qin Jiye were already very angry, but when these two brothers started to quarrel, they couldn't hold back the anger anymore. , beat the two brothers so hard that they cried.

After the neighbors next door heard about it, it was confirmed that Qin Jianjun and his wife liked to beat their children. Their own children were beaten until they cried, let alone their nephew. Now Qin Jianjun and his wife could not wash themselves away even if they jumped into the Yellow River.

He fell asleep listening to the cries of his two cousins. When Qin Hao woke up, it was already the next morning. There was no watch at home, and he was not sure what time it was, plus it was cloudy.

However, not long after Qin Hao got up and washed up, Song Ying came with fragrant porridge and hot steamed buns.

"Aunt Song, you don't have to make breakfast for me anymore. You still have to go to work. I will make it myself."

Song Ying looked at Qin Hao gobbling up the food, feeling inexplicably sad, but she still had a smile on her face: "Hey, you can also cook, that's great."

"Well, I made all the breakfast at home before." Qin Hao answered seriously.

Qin Jianjun and his wife, who were drinking porridge in the living room, shook their hands holding the bowl.

Song Ying glared at Qin Jianjun and his wife, but considering Qin Hao's self-esteem, she endured it and said softly to Qin Hao: "It's okay, Auntie has to make breakfast for Lin Dongzhe anyway, and it's not easy for him to make breakfast alone. Well, two people are just right.”

The textile factory and the compressor factory provide breakfast. In order to save money and get food stamps, Song Ying and Lin Wufeng would go to the factory to eat during the morning shift.

"Aunt Song Ying, let me cook breakfast from now on. You and Uncle Lin have worked hard, so you can sleep a little longer."

Song Ying heard this and said with a straight face: "Don't talk nonsense, how can Auntie let you cook?"

"Aunt Song Ying, I really treat you as family. Since we are family members, don't be so polite. If you keep being so polite, I will only feel uncomfortable."

Seeing Qin Hao acting like a young adult, Song Ying was both amused and distressed.

"Okay then, you go to aunt's house tomorrow, and aunt will teach you how to make breakfast."

"OK."

"Eat quickly, it will get cold in a while."

"Hmm."

Qin Hao ate the buns in big mouthfuls, and the aroma spread from the room to the living room, making Qin Yu and Qin Hong salivate.

"Dad, I want to eat buns too."

Qin Jianjun was so angry that he slapped one of them on the head: "I think you look like buns!"

The two brothers cried loudly, with tears and snot.

Song Ying was more convinced that Qin Jianjun had a violent tendency. He would beat and scold his own son, let alone his nephew.

After breakfast, Song Ying took Qin Hao home. Before leaving, she did not forget to lock Qin Hao's room, which made Qin Jianjun and his wife jump up and down.

"You are preventing thieves."

"Yes, it is to prevent thieves. It is difficult to prevent thieves at home day and night. I am still worried about a lock."

Song Ying is not a soft persimmon. She immediately responded with a choking sound, making the old couple of the Qin family gasp for breath.

"Auntie Song Ying, you are awesome."

Hearing Qin Hao's praise, Song Ying smiled even brighter: "This kid is really good at talking."

"Do you think Auntie is too annoying?"

"No, if you hold back for a while, you will get angrier and angrier. If you take a step back, you will feel worse. Life is already tiring. If you put yourself in a difficult position because you care about other people's opinions, what's the point of living?"

The smile on Song Ying's face gradually turned into surprise. How come these words don't sound like what an eight-year-old child said.

"This is what my mother told me before she left."

Song Ying secretly breathed a sigh of relief when she heard this. That's right. How could an eight-year-old child say such a thing? Wouldn't that be a monster?

As soon as he arrived at the gate of Song Ying's courtyard, Lin Dongzhe rushed over and said to Qin Hao.

"Qin Hao, play hide-and-seek with me."

Song Ying was about to scold Lin Dongzhe, but Qin Hao said to her first: "Auntie Song Ying, go to work first, I will keep an eye on Lin Dongzhe."

Song Ying saw that the working time was almost up, so she could only remind Lin Dongzhe before leaving: "Your brother Qin Hao is injured, you are not allowed to touch him, be obedient at home, otherwise watch out for your butt."

Lin Dongzhe didn't care about Song Ying's threat at all, and made a face at her back when she left.

After watching Song Ying's back disappear at the alley, Lin Dongzhe walked up to Qin Hao with a smug look, put his hand on his shoulder, and said with a sly smile.

"From now on, you have to listen to me, you know?"

Qin Hao was happy, this little guy also learned to act like a boss?

"Why should I listen to you?" Qin Hao asked with a smile.

This question really stumped Lin Dongzhe. He scratched his head and thought: "Because this is my home, you have to listen to me when you are in my home."

"Oh, then would you listen to others in other homes?"

Lin Dongzhe shook his head subconsciously.

"Then you don't listen to others in other homes, why should I listen to you in your home?"

"Yes, why should I listen to me?" Lin Dongzhe was completely confused.

Seeing Lin Dongzhe's expression: What he said makes sense, Qin Hao was happy: "How about this, let's compete to see who is better, and the loser will listen to the winner, how about it?"

Lin Dongzhe tilted his head and thought about it, and felt that it was feasible: "Then what do you want to compete?"

"You can compete in anything, you decide."

Lin Dongzhe was immediately happy when he heard it: "This is what you said, you are not allowed to regret, cry, or complain if you lose."

"Whoever complains is a little turtle."

"Hook and hang for a hundred years and don't change."

Lin Dongzhe said with a face full of smugness: "Let's compete with paper airplanes to see who can fold a paper airplane that flies farther."

Qin Hao was happy, this little guy had no idea what kind of opponent he was facing.

Soon, Lin Dongzhe found a book at home, tore off two pages from it, and fiddled with it.

In order to convince Lin Dongzhe, Qin Hao decided to fold an Alpha Lock Cloud Piercer that would make children of this era scream. First, fold the paper in half, then unfold it, leaving a crease in the middle...

Lin Dongzhe had folded the paper airplane early, but seeing Qin Hao still fiddling with it, he couldn't help but say proudly: "Hey, I'm faster."

"We're competing to see who can fly farther, not who can fold faster." Qin Hao said as the paper airplane in his hand was almost finished.

Lin Dongzhe looked at the "weird" paper airplane in Qin Hao's hand, and then looked at the simple paper airplane in his hand, feeling inexplicably unsure.

"If there's wind later, let's play three times, two wins out of three."

"Okay."

In the first game, Lin Dongzhe threw the paper airplane in his hand with all his strength, but it only flew about 30 centimeters and crashed into the ground, while Qin Hao just threw it casually, and the Alpha Lock Cloud Piercer flew several meters away.

Lin Dongzhe was not convinced, and in the second round he even climbed onto a chair. This time he was better than before, and the plane barely flew about one meter before landing, but when it came to Qin Hao, he just threw it casually, and it was several meters away again.

"How is it, are you convinced?"

Lin Dongzhe still looked unconvinced, and Qin Hao decided to give him a little more shock, so he made another wave of changes to the paper plane.

Then, the paper plane thrown by Qin Hao drew a beautiful arc in the air, and then returned to his hand.

Lin Dongzhe was like watching a magic show, with his eyes and mouth wide open.

"You should be convinced now, right?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Dongzhe hugged Qin Hao and said flatteringly: "Brother Hao, I am convinced, I will listen to you in the future, can you let me play with this paper plane?"

"Keep your word?"

"Whoever keeps his word is a little turtle."

"Here, let's play with it."

Qin Hao handed the paper airplane to Lin Dongzhe and fell silent.

Near noon, Lin Dongzhe got hungry and took out money and food stamps from his pocket: "Brother Hao, mom gave me money. Let's go out to eat delicious food. There is a wonton seller at the entrance of the alley, which is delicious."

This must have been arranged by Song Ying in advance. The reason why she didn't say anything was probably because she was afraid that he would refuse. Song Ying did her best for him. While always taking care of him, she also didn't forget to protect his self-esteem from being hurt. .

"Is there any food at home?"

"Yes, there is, but we don't know how to cook it, and the stove is out, so let's go eat wontons."

In 1977, most cities still used briquettes, and some people burned briquettes directly. The Song Ying family burned briquettes. The advantage of briquettes is that they are resistant to burning, but the disadvantage is that the firepower is not strong enough. Two-person workers like the Song Ying family do not cook at home at noon, but basically cook at night. I would turn off the stove and wait until get off work the next day to turn it back on.

"I can burn the stove and cook the food. You don't have to go out to eat."

Qin Hao said and walked straight to the kitchen. The house Song Ying's family was assigned was two families next to each other. There was a small shared yard and a shared kitchen. As for the toilet, you could only go to the public toilet at the entrance of the alley, which was more than ten meters away. It's far away and not very convenient, but in this era, having a house of your own means a family with good conditions. Many of them have three or even four generations living together in a small house.

This is also the reason why real estate developed so rapidly later. People who came from that era grew up crowded. Later, after the sale of commercial housing was allowed, families with some conditions bought themselves bigger houses. It was really crowded in that era. Afraid.

Qin Hao used a match to light the sawdust with ease, then set up the firewood to light the briquettes.

"Brother Hao, you really know how to burn a stove, you are so awesome." Lin Dongzhe said with admiration on his face.

"When you grow up, I'll teach you, but I have to agree first that you can't lie on the ground anymore. I won't play with dirty mud monkeys," Qin Hao said.

"Okay, I won't lie down anymore." Lin Dongzhe nodded his head.

After the stove was lit, Qin Hao started washing rice and cooking. Since there was only one stove, he could only cook the rice first and then the dishes. While cooking, Qin Hao washed and cut the vegetables at home. The meat must be No, I only ordered radish and cabbage, and the seasonings at home were only salt, soy sauce and vinegar.

But this didn't bother Qin Hao. He made a dish of cabbage and radish stew. Lin Dongzhe almost licked the plate when he ate it.