In order to save trouble, An Jingzhi took the time to buy a lot of things in the capital and sent them back one after another.
Every time she received something, Mrs. An would scold her son, saying that he was such a spendthrift and didn't know how to save money. He showed off like this after earning a few dollars. But when she saw the thoughtfulness of her son, she couldn't suppress the smile on her face.
In the letter, An Jingzhi said that apart from eating every day, he just sat on the training ground and watched An Xiaojun train. It was too boring and he didn't want to do it. After hearing this, An Lao Da's family rolled their eyes countless times.
They are willing to do this job if Xiaojun is willing to let them follow.
Who wouldn't want to earn 20 yuan just by eating and drinking all day without doing anything?
On the day An Jingzhi and An Xiaojun set off, they only had a small package with them, which contained food for the journey. Everything else was sent back home.
An Xiaojun is a young boy whose voice has started to change. He didn't like to talk much to begin with, so after his voice changed, he just pretended to be mute.
An Jingzhi also liked to tease him and every time he heard his duck-like voice, he couldn't help laughing.
Thanks to the sports base, they bought two sleeper tickets. Along the way, An Jingzhi lay on his bed except for going to the toilet, and ordered An Xiaojun to do everything, under the pretext of training him.
"Xiaojun, go get me some hot water."
"Xiaojun, I'm going to ask if there's any place selling boxed lunches in front of that place?"
"Xiaojun, heat up the buns quickly. I'm hungry."
Sitting opposite them was a couple. Looking at him half-lying on the bed with a half-paralyzed look, they couldn't help but envy, "Your son is such a good boy. My son doesn't even have to do any work. I'm thankful that he doesn't get into trouble." It's just that your father seems a little unreliable.
"Hey, this child needs to be trained from a young age. My child has been obedient since he was young and is willing to do any work. Won't he be well-behaved when he grows up?"
"I'm telling you, it's because their parents are too capable that this child doesn't want to do anything. Look at me, I don't do anything, and my son takes good care of us, doesn't he?"
An Jingzhi instilled a lot of truths in the two of them. In short, parents should not appear too capable. If you take care of everything, what will the child do? How will he grow up and become independent?
The couple opposite seemed to have heard what was said and observed thoughtfully how the father and son interacted with each other.
When the two got off the train, the couple was still asking An Jingzhi about the details of child education, as if they had been impressed by the other party's method of educating children in the past two days.
An Jingzhi stood at the entrance of the train station and stretched. "Why hasn't your uncle come yet? Could it be that he didn't receive the letter I sent?"
An Xiaojun's eyes were still dull, and he shook his head after hearing what his father said.
An Xiaojun and he were both empty-handed; they had eaten everything they had brought on the train. The cloth bag they had brought with them was now in An Xiaojun's pocket. So, neither of them had anything in their hands.
It was in stark contrast to the crowds of people passing by carrying large and small bags.
"Jingzhi!"
Brother An was in the crowd, standing on tiptoe and waving at the two of them.
"Brother!" When An Jingzhi saw Brother An waving at him, his eyes lit up and he squeezed towards him.
When the three of them met, Brother An saw that the two of them had nothing in their hands and asked with concern, "Where are your luggage? Was it stolen on the train?!"
"Didn't you send everything back home? Do you have any other luggage?"
Brother An only knew that his younger brother had been sending a lot of things back home, but he didn't expect that the two of them actually sent all the luggage back. What a sin, how much money would this cost?
Old Mrs. An asked him to pull a bullock cart to pick up two people. He thought the two people would have a lot of luggage, but he didn't expect them to come empty-handed.
The three of them left the train station and took the ox cart they had borrowed for their eldest brother, heading towards the village.
Fortunately, someone cleared the snow on both sides of the road, otherwise the ox cart would not be able to move.
Sitting in the car facing the cold wind, An Jingzhi shrank his neck, put on his hat, and hid behind An Xiaojun.
Fortunately, my son is growing fast, and this body shape can block some of the wind for him.
Boss An looked back at him, his eyes full of helplessness.
Other people's fathers protect their sons from the wind and rain, but his younger brother is so good that he puts his son in front of him to protect himself from the wind.
"Xiaojun, are you cold?"
An Xiaojun shook his head and even sat straighter on the oxcart to shield his father from the wind.
Along the way, Brother An asked a lot of questions about the two of them at the base, and An Xiaojun just nodded and shook his head.
Brother An couldn't help but ask, "Why is Xiaojun so quiet now?" Why does he seem more shy than when he was at home?
An Jingzhi laughed and said, "He's in the voice change stage, and his voice quacks like a drake. I won't tell you about it because I'm afraid you'll laugh at me."
An Xiaojun pursed his lips at his father's mockery. He didn't understand what voice change meant, but he felt a sense of unease after it had changed. He was afraid his uniqueness would be disliked, but seeing that his father seemed to be merely laughing at him, not disdainful, he felt less afraid.
"Xiaojun, it's okay. What's the big deal? Every boy's voice changes. It will be fine after a while."
An Jingzhi laughed at him, but Big Brother An was like An Xiaojun's father, explaining to him in a gentle voice.
An Jingzhi and An Xiaojun were both wearing military coats. An Xiaojun's coat was a benefit given by the base, while An Jingzhi got it completely on his own.
Military coats these days are warm and thick. After An Jingzhi put it on and hid behind An Xiaojun, he didn't really feel that cold.
The three of them chatted and laughed all the way home.
Brother An went to return the ox cart, and An Xiaojun and An Jingzhi returned home first.
"Son!" Old Mrs. An had been looking out of the house since Big Brother An went out. When she heard the noise, she hurried out of the house, grabbed An Jingzhi's arm, and looked at him carefully.
"Son, you've suffered..."
As for the last two words, Mrs. An looked at her plump, fair-skinned son and couldn't bring herself to say them. This was more comfortable than living at home.
Looking at her little grandson again, he had indeed grown a lot taller and looked quite strong, with his skin tanned healthily by the sun.
"Mom, did you receive all the packages I sent? Otherwise, we wouldn't have any clothes to change into. Did you buy the New Year's goods? Did you get enough for 10 dishes?"
An Jingzhi used the boiling water in the thermos and asked An Xiaojun to make two bowls of malted milk for him and himself.
Only after drinking it did I feel warm all over my body.
"I bought it, I bought it. The things you sent back are all in your room."
"Did you receive the money? I put it inside my clothes because I was worried it would fall out. By the way, have you tried on the clothes I bought? Do they fit?"
"Mom tried it on and it fits perfectly." Her son must have paid attention to her, otherwise how could he buy clothes that were just big enough for her?
"Why don't you wear it if it fits you?"
"Silly child, of course you have to wear new clothes on New Year's Day."
"What's the big deal? When Xiaojun makes more money, I'll buy you some every month, and we can wear new clothes every month!"
An Jingzhi spoke with confidence, as if he had earned the money.
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