The Male Lead Doesn’t Cooperate

If Zhang Xiaohua thinks that Song Cun has to listen to family affairs as long as her parents-in-law nod, then obviously she doesn't understand Song Cun's son. He will listen to his grandparents' demands if they are fair and reasonable. If his grandparents are as biased as their parents Going to the horizon, he doesn't care about his feelings at all, and Song Cun doesn't care about their opinions.

Some things are not requested by the elders, but the juniors must obey them. Filial piety is filial piety, not following them is filial piety. Following the elders without principle in everything will only make them subconsciously feel that the child has no temper. Over time, they will develop the habit of getting what they want, and it will only harm themselves. He didn't want to spoil them, let them know his temper from the beginning, and when he made a compromise, he had to weigh it carefully.

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There are four cattle in the village, Grandpa Song is in charge of two, and the father of the production team leader is in charge of two. Let Song Zhiwen, a child who has never worked or fed cattle, herd cattle.

Grandpa Song has two scalpers here, and he is there. According to Grandpa Song's temper, since he is allowed to herd the cattle, it is impossible to let others go, even if Song Zhiwen is his brother, this is a matter of principle.

Sure enough, the next day Zhang Xiaohua went to the village with her head held high and her chest held high, but she came back with a sullen face. Mrs. Song looked up at her and knew it was not right without asking any questions, but she said in her heart, once you think about it, you will come back. Tian was still arguing for Zhiwen to go to school, but now that Er Cunzi is doing well in herding cattle, he is greedy again. With Zhiwen's body, he usually can't get out of bed or leave the house, even if herding cattle is not tiring, he can't do it either.

At night, when Song Cun came back, Zhang Xiaohua saw him, her nose was not her nose, her eyes were not her eyes, she didn't have a good face.

Song Cundang didn't see it, he was tired, he got up in the morning and went to the grandfather's place, not to herd the cattle, he followed the grandfather to exercise, and then he had breakfast at the grandfather's place before going to herd the cattle.

He not only herds cattle, he also cuts a few bales of grass when the cattle are empty, in case the cattle cannot be grazed in rainy days, and the cattle will be hungry without grass to eat.

Although the grandfather didn't let him do these things, the village gave him 2 work points every day. Obviously, it was not as simple as just herding the cows, at least to ensure that they had enough food, drink, and sleep.

The cowshed is dirty, not to mention dirty and smelly. If the cow gets sick and can’t work, it’s his business, so herding the cows is not just about sitting there and guarding. Zhang Xiaohua’s thinking is too simple .

What's more, Zhang Xiaohua has no priority in doing things, and she doesn't pay too much attention to them. Although he feels that Song Zhiwen's health is not as bad as he shows, he is definitely not as healthy as he and his elder brother.

Since Song Zhiwen wanted to go to school in his body, he had to scrape together money to let him study, and he had to mess around.

Seeing him herding cattle leisurely, and being able to grab some delicious food with his grandfather, he felt that Song Zhiwen could also be allowed to herd cattle. It's typical to see that others are good at whatever they do, and they want to grab it, and they don't want to see if they have the ability.

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Song Zhiwen didn't want to herd cattle. His mother told him that it was easy to herd cattle. He just sat there and guarded the cattle. He didn't have to do anything. Not only could he earn work points, but the uncle's food was good, and he could eat some good food from him from time to time. In case the villagers would say that he would not do anything, even if he went to school and the cow was tied to a tree, he would not be able to run away, and he would still be able to earn work points.

I didn't think about it but it didn't work, Song Cun could go to herd cattle, why couldn't he?

It would have been fine if his mother hadn't said anything, but his mother went to the village to find someone to make peace with, but it didn't work. Seeing Song Cun go out early and return late every day, apparently herding cows at his grandfather's place, and then had dinner there, thinking of Song Cun's big brother Grandpa's food is delicious and spicy, and he has to sneak around every day he eats an egg, which makes him feel uncomfortable.

During dinner, Song Zhiwen rarely appeared at the dining table. Mr. Song glanced at him: "Can you get out of bed?"

Song Zhiwen didn't feel embarrassed, and said with a smile, "Grandpa, I feel much lighter today."

Mr. Song hummed, said nothing more, and greeted Song Cun: "Er Cun, sit down and eat."

Song Cun sat next to his grandfather as usual. Seeing that his grandfather didn't ask any more questions, Song Zhiwen sat next to Song Cun, picked up his chopsticks, looked at Song Cun and asked, "Second brother, is it fun to herd cattle?"

Song Cun glanced at him: "Of course it's fun if you only herd cattle."

Song Zhiwen smiled: "Isn't the second brother herding cattle?"

Song Cun raised his eyebrows: "Do you think you can get 2 work points just by herding cattle? Since you are asked to herd cattle, you have to take care of the cattle no matter whether it is cloudy or sunny, and you can't let it go hungry. You must prepare enough grass for spare use." Now, the cowshed needs to be cleaned up, and the village needs to use cattle, which can work with strength. Otherwise, no one can do this work, but let me do it? If you only take the cattle out to let them out every day, you can get 2 A work point, of course it’s fun.”

Song Zhiwen felt that Song Cun didn't want to give him the job of herding cattle, and was fooling him: "Is it such a trouble?"

Song Cun glanced at him, he really didn't need to fool Song Zhiwen, it's useless for anyone to come forward for things he didn't want to, and said with a smile: "You can go and see tomorrow, and then you will know if there is such a trouble. "

Song Zhiwen shook his head: "I'm afraid you'll be tired."

Song Cun said: "Why aren't you tired? Don't we rural children all come here like this?"

Hearing what he said, Zhang Xiaohua looked at her younger son subconsciously, and sure enough, the younger son looked wrong, and gave Song Cun a hard look: "Why do you talk so much, no one will think you are dumb if you don't speak."

Song Cun said with a smile: "I don't tell you, you think it's easy for me to herd cattle."

Zhang Xiaohua still wanted to scold him, but Mr. Song patted the table: "Er Cunzi is right, two work points are not easy to get, and the cow is a labor force in the village, so it has to be taken care of, and nothing can go wrong." , shouted: "Eat."

Zhang Xiaohua pursed her lips in displeasure. What she wanted to say was that Er Cunzi slapped people with his words. He knew that Zhiwen was in poor health and couldn't work, but he choked him with words. Didn't Qing make Zhiwen feel guilty?

Let Zhiwen's life of herding cattle become so bad. Zhang Xiaohua thought that school would start in a few days. What did she think, thinking that Zhiwen’s expenses hadn’t been collected yet, she sneaked in and borrowed a bicycle in the village to go to her mother’s house. She wanted to carry some candy or something, but the family couldn’t afford it, so she went to the wing room to grab half a catty of peanuts and carried them over. This trip is half a day.

Song Cun came back from herding the cows, and she arrived home on the back.

Old Mr. Song and Mrs. Song didn't know that Zhang Xiaohua went back to her natal family to borrow money. She only glanced at her when she came back, and then greeted her family to eat. As for Zhang Xiaohua's face was not good, they didn't ask. The daughter-in-law went back to her natal family, which is her family. If she is angry with her, how can their in-laws still vent their anger on her?

Seeing his mother's expression, Song Zhiwen guessed that she hadn't borrowed any money. He was secretly worried, but it was useless to worry, and he had to rely on his parents to deal with school matters.

The family ate in silence, and after the meal, Zhang Xiaohua couldn't help but said, "Father and Mother, Zhiwen is only one year younger than Er Cunzi, and he is eight years old this year, so it's time for Qiuli to go to school."

Mr. Song puffed on his cigarette holder: "If you want to go to school, go to school. The tuition at home is only enough for the first three children. You should figure out how to pay for the tuition yourself."

Zhang Xiaohua was anxious: "Where can we find a solution?"

Mr. Song glanced at her: "Since you can't think of a way, then read it next year."

At this time, the old man knew that the eldest daughter-in-law must have gone back to her natal family to borrow money in the afternoon, but presumably she didn't. That's right, every household is not rich now, how can there be so much money to lend out?

Zhang Xiaohua persuaded: "Zhiwen is in poor health and can't do much work. It's better to let Zhiwen go to study. Er Cunzi can earn work points by doing farm work at home."

Before Mr. Song could say a word, Mrs. Song said in a choked voice, "That's nice to hear. Could it be that Er Cunzi is in good health, or has he committed a crime? Should he be working at home if he is in good health?"

Zhang Xiaohua turned her face away and didn't speak, obviously that's what she thought.

Mr. Song said in a deep voice: "Come one by one. Er Cunzi didn't have tuition fees last year, didn't he go to school? He worked **** his own. He was able to earn work points by himself when he was seven or eight years old. His tuition fees were all earned by himself. If you didn’t ask you to pay, he should study anyway.”

You can't save the hard-earned work points and money for the second time, but in the end let Zhiwen go to study. It's not appropriate to say anything, and he can't bear to chill the child's heart.

Zhang Xiaohua knew that it was useless to say anything, and she thought to wait to ask Er Cunzi, she didn't believe that her mother begged him, but it was useless.

Song Cun took a bath and lay down on the bed to sleep. Zhang Xiaohua walked in and said bluntly: "Don't go to study this year, let Zhiwen go. Zhiwen is not in good health and can't do anything at home. You can help with some things at home." live."

[System: Alright, alright, the host is about to agree. 】

Song Cun: "Agree to what? What are you doing again? Why are you everywhere?"

Seeing that he didn't speak, Zhang Xiaohua was lost in thought, and urged impatiently, "Are you talking?"

Song Cun sat up and said without thinking, "I don't agree."

Zhang Xiaohua stared: "Why don't you agree? Zhiwen's health is not good, how can you be a brother who doesn't think about him at all? Is there a brother like you?"

Song Cun looked at her and said, "Zhiwen is not in good health, and I feel sorry for him too. Sadness is nothing but sadness. It doesn't mean that I have to give him my rights. It is your parents' duty to support us in school, but my elder brother and I The eldest sister can earn work points for the family, and we earn the tuition fees ourselves. As for Zhiwen’s tuition fees, he is in poor health, does not have to work to earn work points, and eats eggs every day to supplement his health. We brothers and sisters didn’t say anything, but the tuition fees are yours. It's useless to find a way by yourself."

What rights and obligations, Zhang Xiaohua was given a headache by what he said, she felt that Song Cun was messing around, talking nonsense, and said angrily: "Mum begging you?"

Song Cun looked at her incomprehensibly: "Mother has worked so hard for Zhiwen, I don't understand, am I not mother's son? In the future, mother will not expect me to take care of the elderly? How can you say that I beg me to give up studying and let Zhiwen study?" ?”

Zhang Xiaohua was taken aback for a moment, and then said angrily: "Zhiwen is not as healthy as you, why can't you let him?"

Song Cun said seriously: "No."

Zhang Xiaohua may not be ignorant of Song Cun's temper, but when she thought of her youngest son's sad appearance, she couldn't help but said, "Mother, please?"

When a mother begs her son, what do you want to do?

Song Cun was a little annoyed: "How about I go to Grandpa to comment?"

Zhang Xiaohua looked at him incredulously: "You really have no kindness at all."

Putting down her words, she shook her hand and left.

Zhang Xiaohua angrily went to Zhiwen's room, Song Zhiwen looked at her expectantly, and looked at her younger son's expectant eyes, she said angrily: "It would be nice if your second brother was half as caring as you."

Song Zhiwen asked sadly: "I can't read a book anymore?"

Zhang Xiaohua felt distressed, and her tone became more serious, assuring: "Don't worry, mother will definitely let you go to study."

Song Zhiwen leaned against the bedside: "Actually, it's not just me who is envious of my eldest brother and sister who can go to school. Many children in the village envy them for their ability to study. Like the eldest sister next door who is the same age as the eldest sister, Uncle Damin didn't let her go to school. Dad Mother is the elder of Mingli."

Zhang Xiaohua's eyes flashed, the old man insisted on Er Cunzi's study, it may not be because Er Cunzi is a kid, but Damaizi is a girl, and a few years of schooling is enough for the girl's family.

Zhang Xiaohua turned around and went to her in-laws' room, and told her what she wanted.

Mrs. Song stabbed her: "It was all born by you. A bowl of water is uneven, so don't dump it all on one side. What's the matter with the girl reading more books? A educated girl will have a choice when she finds her husband's family in the future. You mother-in-law Don't you think about your daughter at all?"

Zhang Xiaohua retorted weakly: "I didn't think about my daughter, it's enough for Damaizi to study for so many years, there are so many girls in the village, how many of them are educated?"

Mrs. Song snorted: "Don't mention others to me. Damaizi is smart and hardworking. He studies well. He helps with the laundry and cooking when he comes back from school. He cleans the house and yard. He never lets you worry about it. He works every day to earn money throughout the summer vacation. For work points, you, a mother, can tell her not to study, so I ask you if you are guilty. For Zhiwen, you jump up and down, and you don’t care about other children? Will you just rely on Zhiwen from now on?"

It's not that she doesn't love Zhiwen, but the child has been ill for two days and can't explain why even after seeing a doctor.

Zhang Xiaohua was not convinced, but she didn't dare to say that she had learned from her in-laws' temper, and if they **** off, she couldn't do well.

Mrs. Song watched the eldest daughter-in-law leave, then turned to Mr. Song and yelled angrily: "There is no distinction between right and wrong."

Mr. Song shot her a look: "You too, it's not like you don't know her temper, so why bother to get angry with her."

Mrs. Song said angrily, "I'm just not worth it for a few children."

Old Man Song sighed: "Thinking too much, is it worth it? We can suppress Da Zhuang and his wife alive. After a hundred years from now, no one will suppress them, so what should we do?"

Mrs. Song looked at him helplessly.

Mr. Song said: "So it still depends on the children themselves, as long as they can stand up, even if there is no old couple, it's useless for the big and strong couple to quarrel."

Mrs. Song thought for a while and said, "I'm not worried about Er Cunzi, I'm just afraid of Da Liangzi, that child is sincere."

Mr. Song thought about it, he said: "There is no way to do that. There is an example of Ercunzi. He doesn't know how to follow suit. If he suffers in the future, he can't blame anyone."

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There are still two days before school starts, and the principal of Xinmin Primary School announced on the village radio early in the morning that all children in the village who are going to the first grade must register in advance.

After breakfast, Mr. Song asked his eldest son, "Are you going to take Song Cun to sign up, or should I go?"

Song Dazhuang hesitated and said, "What about Zhiwen?"

Mr. Song frowned: "Have you prepared the money for Zhiwen's study?"

Song Dazhuang shook his head.

Mr. Song said angrily: "Since you haven't prepared the tuition fee, what are you talking about?"

Song Dazhuang's face turned red, and Song Zhiwen stood behind Song Dazhuang with his head down, unable to see his expression.

Zhang Xiaohua looked at Mr. Song: "Father, let Zhiwen go to study. If you don't study this year, you will have to study Xiaomi next year. The tuition fee is not enough."

Mr. Song was unmoved, and Song Cun sat on the chair without making a sound.

Song Liang hesitated to speak, but when Song Cun saw that his expression was wrong, he tugged at his arm, he turned his head to look at Song Cun, Song Cun lowered his voice: "Don't worry about it."

Song Liang frowned and said nothing.

Seeing that his parents were silent, Song Dazhuang couldn't help but said, "Dad and mother, let Zhiwen go to study. Isn't it the same this year and next year? I don't care about that year or half a year."

Mr. Song snorted, "You don't care about the year and a half, what about the tuition?"

Song Dazhuang gritted his teeth and said: "At worst, I owe you first, and the team will pay you when you share the money."

Mrs. Song said: "After using the money, we won't eat or drink for a year? Besides going to school, is it only tuition fee? Don't you need money for other books, paper and pens?"

Seeing that they were arguing fiercely, Song Liang couldn't help but said, "Grandma, parents, I'm not going to study anymore, let Zhiwen do it. Anyway, I'm already in the fourth grade, and my grades aren't very good. I'm a family member. Boss, you can earn more work points."

What Song Liang didn't say was that he didn't like reading very much. Compared with reading, he would rather go to work in the fields and earn work points. In his opinion, reading is useless. Those educated youths in the city read a lot, so they want to come to their countryside to farm.

Song Zhiwen was overjoyed and hurriedly looked at his grandma.

Song Dazhuang and Zhang Xiaohua also looked happily at the old man and the old woman.

Song Cun slumped on the chair and covered his face, but he still didn't stop the eldest brother.

Mr. Song took a deep look at Song Liang: "Are you sure?"

Song Liang nodded: "I'm sure, let Zhiwen go to study."

Mr. Song felt powerless and took a deep breath: "Okay."