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055: A different nephew

"Okay, I'll go after lunch."

"You know how to eat whatever you want. How can you have time to have lunch now? If you don't eat one meal, you will starve to death. Go now."

The uncle smiled bitterly and had no choice but to turn around and walk into the back room.

"Hey, why did you go in? Is it because what I said is useless, or because your wings are stiff, Li Tiankui?"

"I'm going to change my clothes, shopkeeper." The helpless voice of the uncle came from the back room.

The aunt nodded with satisfaction.

The status of the family is evident.

"Peng'er, it's getting late. Let's stay at my aunt's house tonight. I'll cook fish for you later. Poor kid, you probably haven't eaten fish before, right?"

Zhao Peng thought to himself, how could he never eat fish when he lived in the south for seven or eight years in his previous life? When he was working in the company, every meal at work had fish, and he almost vomited it.

But he still smiled and said: "I can eat, but I still have to go home at night. I didn't tell my dad when I came out, you know!"

He gave his aunt a look that everyone understood.

The aunt understood immediately and said, "Your dad is just a bastard. He only knows how to use force on his family members. If others bully him, he doesn't even dare to let out a single fart."

Zhao Peng smiled bitterly, "Auntie, it's not easy for my dad, so don't talk about him. When things develop to this extent, he will be as uncomfortable as us."

The aunt was a little surprised when she heard what Zhao Peng said. She suddenly realized that Zhao Peng today was different from before.

Because we were chatting too fast about things just now, we didn't notice it. Now that we calmed down, we immediately felt that Zhao Peng talked a lot today. Unlike before, he just kept his head down and worked hard.

Aunt Zhang Yani has always liked Zhao Peng. She is a fierce and enthusiastic person, very direct to everyone, and a bit domineering. She especially likes children like Zhao Peng who study well, are obedient, hard-working, and polite.

She has always regarded Zhao Peng as a learning object for her own children. Therefore, she can easily feel the slightest change in Zhao Peng.

"Peng'er, you are different today than before."

Zhao Peng had already considered this situation on the road. He knew that if he suddenly said a lot of things, his aunt would be suspicious.

"Auntie, people have to grow up. This kind of thing is happening in the family now. I am the eldest son in the family, so I must find a way to share the burden of the family. Today's information is the knowledge I read in the book. I think it may be useful to my uncle.

, I will come to you directly. Except for you and my uncle, the rest of our family are ordinary old farmers, and we have no idea what the situation is."

Grow up?

Zhang Yani still doesn't understand. It is true that boys grow up very quickly. They often mature instantly after experiencing certain major events.

But when my sister was just injured by the shovel, and when my brother was taken away, this child was not so open-minded and clear-minded. Why did he suddenly become so sensible after not seeing her for a month?

If she were not very familiar with Zhao Peng, she would even suspect that the Zhao Peng in front of her was not the nephew she was familiar with at all, but someone else pretending to be him.

But if you take a closer look at this child, you can see that he is a nephew. He still looks the same as he is very familiar with, but he likes to laugh more than before and is no longer coy.

Maybe this is the wisdom of maturity, she can only think this way.

"You sit down while Auntie goes to defrost the fish. I'll ask Xiaogang and Xiaojuan to accompany you."

"Auntie, you are busy." Zhao Peng quickly stood up.

"Sit wherever you like. If you are tired, you can lie down on the kang for a while. Why should you be restrained when you go to my aunt's house? My aunt has watched you grow up with your bare buttocks."

Zhao Peng's face turned red.

The aunt didn't care, and left with a smile.

After a while, brother and sister Li Xiaojuan ran in with a game console and invited him to play together.

At this time, computers were not very popular. Although some wealthy people had home computers and could play some stand-alone games such as Fairy Sword and Xuanyuan Sword, they were few and far between.

Computers are still a luxury product.

Without computers, young people at this stage mainly played game consoles with inserted cards. My cousin and cousin had a classic Xiaobawang model.

The good thing that Zhao Peng dreamed of when he was a boy.

The three cousins ​​gathered in front of the computer and started playing Contra, Kung Fu Kid, Super Tank and other games. Whoever lost would be replaced and rotated.

Zhao Peng had a great time playing.

After being reborn, I have been thinking about how to solve financial difficulties like an adult, and I don't dare to expose too much of my image that does not belong to a teenager. I still have a lot of pressure in my heart.

This game finally made him relax completely.



After dinner, my uncle hadn't come home yet, so Zhao Peng went home first and would just call him after he came home.

He also told his aunt not to worry about money. No matter how much money he had, he would find a way to come up with it, as long as his uncle could avoid jail.

Zhang Yani asked him where he got the money, and he smiled mysteriously and told her not to worry.

When walking back, he had to pass through the streets. Zhao Peng found a newsstand and called Rui Zongming and told him that he would go there early tomorrow morning to pick up the eggs laid on Saturday and take as many as he had.

When I got home at night, I wanted to wash up and go to bed. I was tired from the whole day, and I also carried flue-cured cigarettes at my aunt's house for a while. My body was covered with smoke oil, which made me very uncomfortable.

Unexpectedly, his parents were waiting for him when he returned home, saying that his father wanted to discuss something.

He was a little surprised. This was the first time his father wanted to discuss things with him after his rebirth. At this age in his previous life, his father didn't even bother to discuss things with him. He basically gave direct orders. If he didn't carry out the orders, he would suppress them with force.

When I came to my father's house, my father was still leaning on the corner of the kang, smoking a cigarette.

There were no chairs in his parents' room, so Zhao Peng had to stand against a table after entering.

"Pengwa, have you had lunch this afternoon?"

"After eating, I went to my aunt's house in the afternoon. They were smoking cigarettes, so I helped out for a while."

"Don't go to other people's homes if you have nothing to do. Our family is poor but we have to have the backbone to be poor. Why do we keep going to other people's homes? If they live a good life, that's because they have the ability." The father said in a low voice.

Zhao Peng smiled bitterly and nodded.

My father's temper is really like a stone in a latrine, smelly and hard.

He didn't dare to contradict her. If he did, his father would immediately throw the brick he used as a pillow at his head.

Yes, my father is so irritable.

One time when he was a child, Zhao Peng imitated other students and burned holes in his new clothes that he had worn for a long time. He did not dare to tell his father when he got home. When his father found out, he lied that someone else was smoking and the ashes fell on him, so

Burned a hole.

How could such a clumsy lie deceive his father? Without saying a word, his father took out a pair of pliers from the drawer and tried to pull out Zhao Peng's tongue on the spot.

Well, that's how great it is.

Despite his two lives, Zhao Peng still has not completely liberated himself from his father's influence. He does not expect to be liberated immediately, so he can only take his time.

------Digression-----

The pronunciation of Peng'er is not (peng er). It needs to be pronounced as er, probably (paie), which is a dialectal way of saying it.
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