"Grandpa An, please go and take a look. Shizheng and Zhigang are fighting!" He Xiaohua ran out of breath.
An Jingzhi was walking along the village path with his hands behind his back while acquiring the original owner's memories.
Upon hearing the news, he immediately asked He Xiaohua to lead the way.
When He Xiaohua led him to the foot of the mountain, he happened to see two children about ten years old fighting on the ground in the crowd.
"Old Man An, if you don't come soon, your two grandsons will have their brains beaten out."
"Quickly try to talk them out. We're all family, why are they fighting like this?"
"That kid Zhigang is the same. He was too cruel. His head is swollen."
"A stranger suddenly came to your house to compete for your favor. Don't you hate him?" A villager who knew the An family's situation suddenly said this.
The villagers immediately started a heated discussion: "There's no need to beat him so hard, right? Shizheng is an orphan now, and his closest friend is Old Man An. He usually looks quite well-behaved, but now they're fighting so fiercely, Zhigang must be up to no good."
The two people who were hugging and wrestling on the ground stopped what they were doing at the same time when they heard An Jingzhi coming.
An Zhigang, the grandson, is afraid of the stick in his grandfather's hand, while An Shizheng is afraid of Grandpa An's disappointed look.
An Jingzhi stood in front with his hands behind his back, looking at the two people lying on the ground with a cold face: "Fight, why don't you fight? I think you two are quite capable, keep fighting for me."
The two men looked at each other, then snorted coldly at the same time and turned their heads away. An Zhigang climbed up from An Shizheng.
An Shizheng also quickly supported himself on the ground with his hands and stood in front of An Jingzhi with his head lowered.
"Not fighting anymore?" An Jingzhi asked calmly.
An Zhigang and the other man lowered their heads and remained silent.
An Jingzhi snorted lightly, turned around and went home, "Come back with me."
The others watching this scene shook their heads.
"It looks like I'm going to get beaten again when I get back."
"This little brat needs to be beaten more often. If you don't, he'll learn bad habits, and you'll have something to worry about in the future."
"But Old Man An was really cruel to his own grandson. He doted on his adopted grandson like that. No wonder Zhigang felt uncomfortable and wanted to fight him."
Several women in the crowd looked at each other with expressions of disapproval on their faces.
These rough-hearted men can't tell what Old Man An is thinking. Don't they understand?
Although they have never been to school, they know that reading is beneficial.
Even though so many intellectuals have been overthrown now, don’t factories require people to have diplomas when they recruit them?
On the surface, it seemed that Old Man An was very obedient to his adopted grandson. No matter what An Shizheng did, Old Man An never scolded him, but instead encouraged him.
It looks like love, but in fact, isn't this just spoiling the child?
What does such a young child understand?
They will grow up to be what their parents teach them. If we spoil our children like this, is it possible that they won’t grow up in the wrong direction?
It would be fine if he treated all his grandchildren the same, but he was particularly strict with his own grandson.
Take An Zhigang, who fought with An Shizheng, for example. What if he dared not go to school?
Old Man An’s stick is waiting for him!
It’s just that they themselves understand these principles, and even if they tell them to men, men won’t believe them.
Following An Jingzhi back home, the two of them lowered their heads as if they had done something wrong.
Only An Jingzhi, who had already accepted Old Man An's memories, knew that the two of them didn't think they had done anything wrong.
This was the first time An Jingzhi had traveled into such an old body.
Both physical and mental strength are restricted to a certain extent by this old body.
Fortunately, although this body is old, it still has some strength due to years of hard work, so it should be able to live for at least another ten or twenty years.
Speaking of which, this old man An really doesn't do his job.
An Shizheng's original name was Wu Shizheng. He was a child he brought home from an old friend.
Wu Shizheng's grandfather and parents were sent down to the countryside for some reason. Before that, they hurriedly sent the young Wu Shizheng to this remote village.
When Old Man An was young, by chance, he had some contact with Wu Shizheng's grandfather and was saved by Wu Shizheng's grandfather. In fact, Old Man An owed Wu Shizheng's grandfather a life.
But Wu Shizheng's grandfather did not repay the favor. When he decided to leave the child with Old Man An to be raised, he talked to Old Man An in advance. After getting Old Man An's consent, he personally asked someone to arrange for his grandson to live in the An family.
Along with Wu Shizheng, there was a thousand yuan, various bills, and a job.
The one thousand yuan and the bills were the remuneration given to the An family for helping to raise Wu Shizheng. As for the job, it was arranged for Wu Shizheng so that he could support himself after he became an adult. Because they didn't know what their future would be like, they tried their best to arrange things for the child.
Logically speaking, in an era when the monthly salary was only a dozen yuan, a thousand yuan and various bills were more than enough to raise nine-year-old Wu Shizheng to adulthood.
Grandpa Wu also said that after Wu Shizheng arrives at the An family, he will be the child of the An family. When Wu Shizheng grows up and has his own job, he will have to be filial to the An family as he would to his own biological parents.
Wu Shizheng's arrival in the An family not only did not bring any burden to the An family, but instead helped them build three large blue brick and tiled houses.
I remember that after raising Wu Shizheng to adulthood, only 500 yuan was left out of the 1,000 yuan.
Of course, not all of the 500 yuan was spent on Wu Shizheng. Part of the money was used to build three large blue brick and tile houses at home, and part of it was used to subsidize the family.
The amount of money actually used on Wu Shizheng was not even as much as that used on An Zhigang.
But Old Man An was greedy. He was not only thinking about the thousand dollars and various bills, but also the job.
He thought that what Wu Shizheng's grandfather said sounded nice, asking Wu Shizheng to be filial to him in the future like he was to his own relatives, but he didn't believe it at all. The child was already nine years old and must have recognized people. How could he expect him to be filial to him like his own grandson in the future?
He felt that the job would be better given to his grandson than to Wu Shizheng.
Then he deliberately raised Wu Shizheng so that he could hardly read or write.
Although the county has already arranged job vacancies, they still require a diploma, at least a junior high school diploma.
He had a clear plan in mind: if he raised Wu Shizheng so illiterate that he could barely read and write, he would not be eligible to inherit the position. Then, if he said a few nice words, Wu Shizheng would willingly give the job to his grandson.
As for what will happen to Wu Shizheng in the future?
What does it have to do with him? He only agreed to raise the child until he reaches adulthood.
And Wu Shizheng was indeed spoiled by him. He started to engage in black market speculation when he was a teenager, and was violent and aggressive. Fighting was commonplace.
If you walk by the river often, you will get your feet wet.
Eventually, he was captured and exiled to a nearby farm. The last time Old Man An heard from Wu Shizheng was the news of his death.
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