As an honest farmer, Xiao Youming is happy.

People in the village are superstitious and say that the name he gave him is good. There is no name for the first thirty years, but before he reaches middle age, his name seems to be known to everyone in the whole county. As long as he meets a village, the other party will exclaim whenever he hears his name:

"You are the child prodigy."

There is nothing wrong with becoming famous by your own son.

At least in the local concept, there is a saying that only by planting good seedlings can we produce good seedlings.

Xiao Chen is his famous species.

In addition to showing off his pride in the face of others' praise, Xiao Youming has no other shortcomings. He cultivates several acres of land in his home, and he also works as a bricklayer to build a house for other people's convents during the slack season. The walls he built are exquisite, but at least they are solid and smooth. His life is quite good because of his hard work.

His wife Xia Yufang is from Xiajiazhuang, a fellow villager. She was also a flower when she was young. She was clever and gentle and virtuous. She was also a good player when she was busy with farm work.

Seeing that his son was about to graduate, as long as he was assigned a job and had a meal at the public, the family's life would become more and more beautiful. Xiao Youming couldn't help but sing the classic excerpt of "Taking Tiger Mountain by Strategy":

"Today's drink of celebration wine,

I will never stop until my ambitions are fulfilled…”

He rode on a shelf more than one meter high, and if the craftsman next to him could hear the sound, he would have thought he was hysterical.

"Xiao Youming, this guy, has started showing off again, and he has happened every few days..."

"I can't resist the fact that someone has a good son. If you have a job in the future, you will be the one who takes him into the city and he will become the official."

"Have you heard that, Township Mayor Wu came to the village a few days ago and called this guy over for a drink."

Several craftsmen were extremely envious, but fortunately, Xiao Youming was not too arrogant, so no one was talking sarcastic.

Xiao Youming stopped singing while they were chatting. It wasn't that he wanted to get angry, but because of this section he could sing those few sentences. Going further down, it belongs to the category of professional opera. Xiao Youming is not very familiar with this aspect. He can only show his professional level of bricks in his hands and crops in the ground.

The bb machine suddenly rang.

For Xiao Youming, this thing is actually a show-off object.

His lack of social circle is limited to this village.

If the scope is reduced a little further, there will be only a few villages where relatives are located and the hometowns of several familiar craftsmen.

These small ranges can be walked back and forth on a day with a bicycle, and can also spend a few meals of wine and food. The bb machine is reserved for his son at all.

With the help of the BB machine, the father and son could contact us a little bit outside the letter. Although the number of times is still pitiful, at least it is better than nothing. For example, now, just like when you are about to turn your head to refute the jokes of several craftsmen behind you, Xiao Youming heard the slightly harsh but very loud "beep" of the BB machine.

In the era when telecom advertisements are flying all over the sky, the bb machine can guess whose news is even if it makes a sound. Xiao Youming didn't think so, he only believed that this was the news from Xiao Chen.

Xiao Youming has always cherished the information about this precious son.

This is a string of phone numbers, and this is the tacit understanding formed by the father and son over the past three years.

"Boss Liu, I'll call my son first. There's something urgent about him at school."

Xiao Youming turned over the wall in the surprised eyes of a group of craftsmen, and didn't care about the smell of alkali in cement, and shouted at the yard with his throat.

Studying changes destiny. The Chinese culture over the past few thousand years has made this concept deeply rooted in people's hearts. What's more, Xiao Youming, his baby is a college student, a key university with more money than those junior colleges and technical secondary school teachers. Xiao Youming said that if there is an urgent matter, it will definitely be extremely delayed.

A construction team has been together for so long, and the foreman Liu, who pulled up the pole, is naturally very clear about this truth.

Hearing Xiao Youming's shouting, he didn't go out, and he responded at the top of his throat while painting the walls in the house: "Go quickly, I'll get it back when I'm going to get the money back, I'll get it for you."

Xiao Youming didn't come back, so naturally he didn't have to make money for the time being. He hurried to the convenience store at the entrance of the village, picked up the phone number that was still clean although few people were interested in, and quickly pressed the string of phone numbers that he had just remembered in his mind while smiling at the owner.

After calling for less than three seconds, the call opposite was answered, and Xiao Chen's voice instantly reached Xiao Youming's ears:

"Dad, I've disturbed you from work."

"Nothing disturbs me. You were so anxious that I could call you. Is there anything wrong? Is the living expenses enough? I'll ask someone to send you money."

Xiao Youming is good at everything, but he is a bit clumsy in some aspects. Xiao Chen has been in college for three years and has never sent his living expenses himself. There are probably two reasons: one is that he is not familiar with the process of sending money at all, and it seems that he is unfamiliar with the process of sending money due to face. The other is that he is usually very busy, either busy with farming or busy with work. He doesn’t necessarily have this time to go to the county town.

"It's about my life after graduating from college. Dad, someone from my hometown came to us to sign a job today, but I didn't go."

"What?"

Even though Xiao Chen said that the wind was light and cloudy, Xiao Youming felt like the hammer of a ramming machine hitting his chest hard, and he couldn't even breathe.

When a unit recruits people, it is a strong job for a unit recruits people, which is even more powerful than being a teacher.

If Xiao Youming had such an opportunity, he would wake up laughing when he was sleeping.

"What are you doing? Do you know what you missed? Did you see someone around you going to do business and making money? You want to follow me even if you get angry? Baby, we are all poor peasants in the next three generations, and there are no such wise people in the city. You don't even have capital in doing business, so what can you make money? You honestly compensate others' units."

Xiao Youming was really anxious.

He was afraid that his son would do something wrong when he got angry.

But Xiao Youming never expected that the person who called him at this time was no longer the young Xiao Chen who still needed someone to take care of him.

"Dad, I want to join the army. I am more optimistic about the army than the work in the unit. With my education like this, I will be more valued when I go to the army than when I go to the unit. Even if I can't stay in the future, I can still arrange work when I return to the local area."

"You will be worthless when you come."

Xiao Youming was thinking that after going back, he must pour two cups of cold water to relieve the fire.

Xiao Chen had already made mental preparations before calling. Xiao Youming's current attitude was what he really felt normal. If Xiao Youming agreed at this time, he would not know how to explain many of the following things.
Chapter completed!