Five years of marriage, always separated [1970s]

Ye Fan couldn't understand Zhuang Qiuyue, just like she couldn't understand why Chen Xiaohui didn't sever ties with the Chen family. If Chen Kuanren and Zhao Ruping dared to make trouble, they could be sent to prison. Even if it was difficult to sentence them, they could be detained for public security.

If Chen Kuanren makes trouble again, she will call the police. Chen Kuanren dares to take risks, so what is she afraid of?

Ye Fan held Geng Zhiye's hand and said, "Today's cause will have tomorrow's result. Sister Zhuang and Political Commissar Liao will regret it one day."

Geng Zhiye: "But a little girl, reading alone until midnight, when she opens the door thirsty and hungry, is greeted by darkness. How sad she will be."

Ye Fan could tell that this was Erbao's involvement. Ye Fan: "But what can we do? Captain Niu is looking for books, so he can say that his son needs them. If he passes the exam, we can help him. If he fails, we will just make trouble. Miaomiao is young and soft-hearted, and she will be persuaded by her mother. We are busy running around, but we are not welcome at all."

Geng Zhiye held her hand in return: "Come into the house."

When he got indoors, Geng Zhiye went back to his bedroom as usual. When he turned around, he glanced at his children's bedroom. Geng Zhiye stopped, hesitated for a few seconds, then walked into his children's room and covered the eldest and second children with quilts.

Ye Fan pulled the blankets between her and Geng Zhiye. Geng Zhiye hadn't come back yet. Ye Fan was surprised. Erbao had woken up and was pestering him? Ye Fan went to the opposite door. Geng Zhiye was sitting beside Erbao's bed in a daze. Ye Fan shook his head and smiled, "Erbao is only five years old. It's too early for you to worry about anything."

Geng Zhiye turned his head with a complicated expression. Seeing this, Ye Fan couldn't help but worry. Even though he knew that he was fine, he couldn't help but pat him on the shoulder: "Okay, okay."

Geng Zhiye held the hand on her shoulder and said, "Miao Miao was also raised little by little by Sister Zhuang."

Ye Fan: "It's not that Sister Zhuang doesn't feel bad for her. Miaomiao's current situation is that she is disobedient, just like Dabao who is naughty and mischievous."

"Can it be the same? As long as Dabao doesn't learn bad things, I will support him no matter what he learns."

Ye Fan asked: "Even if you think it's useless to learn it?"

Geng Zhiye shook his head: "We are not encyclopedias, how can we conclude that what he learned is useless? Based on our limited knowledge?" He sneered and turned his head and said, "Ye Fanfan, I didn't expect you don't know me so well. I'm very sad!"

Ye Fanxin said, should I coax you?
"Do you want to sleep?" Ye Fan asked him with his eyes wide open.

Geng Zhiye put away his sudden melancholy, "Sleep, sleep!" and immediately got up and followed her back to the bedroom.

Ye Fan lay down, and seeing that he was halfway through taking off his clothes and was in a daze again, Ye Fan sat up helplessly: "I'm sure you've been very free recently."

Geng Zhiye nodded subconsciously: "Not busy."

Ye Fan: "So I feel like thinking about random things."

Geng Zhiye came back to his senses: "That's right, I feel that Sister Zhuang and Political Commissar Liao shouldn't be like this."

Ye Fan nodded: "Political Commissar Liao should be as wise and intelligent as he is at work? Sister Zhuang can cook and make clothes, and is much better than me at taking care of children. Shouldn't she support Miaomiao in taking the college entrance examination?"

Geng Zhiye nodded repeatedly. That was what he meant. That was why he felt mixed emotions when he saw the other rooms next door were completely dark.

Ye Fan: "You just said that human cognition is limited."

Geng Zhiye shook his head: "This has nothing to do with cognition. As things stand, no matter whose family it is, getting into college is the best way out for their children. This is common sense!"

Ye Fanxin said, what's the point of telling me. "Tomorrow I will meet Political Commissar Liao, do you think he has no common sense?"

"No!" Geng Zhiye flatly refused. "This time we are here to give you some advice. In a few years, if you are separated and run into similar situations, who will help Miaomiao? It is better to let Miaomiao realize that her parents are not omniscient."

Ye Fan couldn't help but hug his arm: "I think so too. If Miaomiao passes the exam and the school assigns her a job in a few years, and Miaomiao feels that it is not good, she can quit her job to live a better life. If her parents disagree, Miaomiao will be as determined as she is preparing for the exam this time. If her parents help Miaomiao this time with our reminder, and they don't support her the next time she faces a life choice, Miaomiao is very likely to give up."

Geng Zhiye nodded: "Maybe Miaomiao's choice is not the best for her. Her parents' decision is good, but Miaomiao's own life, she just needs to not regret it. If she has no worries about food and clothing, but is depressed every day, Miaomiao may not live to her mother's age now."

Ye Fan laughed: "Otherwise, there is a saying that there are two kinds of people who can't sleep in the same bed."

Geng Zhiye laughed angrily: "Who says that about themselves? Go to sleep!"

Silent all night.

The next day, Ye Fan opened his eyes and saw the light coming through the crack in the door. He felt that it was still early, so he pulled up the quilt and took a nap.

Suddenly, a whistle sounded, and Ye Fan stood up abruptly. Geng Zhiye had already gotten out of bed and was getting dressed. Ye Fan was stunned for a moment, then he saw him open the door and run out, and hurriedly called out, "Geng Zhiye!"

Geng Zhiye instinctively stopped for a moment, which allowed him to see the coffee table and bench in the living room clearly, and made him realize that he was at home. Geng Zhiye was stunned and couldn't help but turn around and ask, "Am I home?"

Ye Fan put on his coat and walked to his side in slippers, "Where else could he be if he's not at home? You must be dreaming! It must be that little bastard Geng Dabao." He looked next door and found that there was no one there, "Go out and take a look!"

When they reached the gate, they heard Geng Dabao's arrogant laughter. Following the sound of the laughter, the couple saw the naughty child at the door of Political Commissar Liao's house. Opposite him, besides Political Commissar Liao, there were several battalion commanders and company commanders, all with helpless expressions on their faces, wishing they could catch the naughty child and beat him up.

Geng Zhiye sighed and walked over: "Dabao, is this my whistle?"

Dabao shook his head: "No!"

"Let me see." Geng Zhiye stretched out his hand and said with a smile, "I don't want yours."

Dabao ran over: "Here—"

Geng Zhiye grabbed his arm, took off his shoes and spanked him on the butt.

After three slaps, Political Commissar Liao and others finally reacted and stepped forward to persuade them, "Let's talk it over nicely." "Don't hit Dabao." "What boy isn't naughty?"

Geng Zhiye hit his son's buttocks twice with the soles of his shoes. Dabao finally realized that he was beaten. His buttocks began to hurt so much that he couldn't hold back his tears.

Geng Zhiye had never hit Dabao, nor had he ever been so angry. Erbao was so scared that he cried and looked for his mother.

Ye Fan picked up Erbao and asked, "When your brother blew the whistle, did he tell you what the whistle was for?"

Erbao nodded subconsciously.

Ye Fan: "Why don't you stop your brother?"

Erbao also wanted to see the adults get so anxious that they fell to the ground. But Erbao didn't dare to tell the truth, because she was afraid that her father would beat her after beating her brother. Erbao shook her head and said, "I forgot."

Ye Fanxin said, maybe you were one of the people who instigated your brother to blow the whistle.

"Stop hitting." Ye Fan held Erbao in his arms and walked to Dabao. Geng Zhiye stopped and Dabao hurriedly hid behind his mother. Ye Fan turned his head and glanced at his son: "Are you scared now? Aren't you not afraid of your father?"

Dabao didn't expect that his father would really hit him and it would hurt so much. He couldn't keep his butt anymore.

"Dad, I don't dare anymore." Dabao said this without even showing his head.

Geng Zhiye stretched out his hand, and Dabao shivered in fear. Ye Fan felt a little distressed, but knew that he couldn't feel distressed at this time: "Dad is not going to hit you, whistle!"

Dabao hurriedly handed it to his mother.

Ye Fan freed one hand to take the whistle, and then gave it to Geng Zhiye.

Geng Zhiye was very sure that there was no whistle on the desk or bedside in his children's room last night. It was unlikely that Dabao would pick up the whistle early in the morning and then blow it. Based on his understanding of his son, Dabao would first ask whose whistle was lost.

In addition to Geng Zhiye's family of three, Political Commissar Liao and other soldiers, there were also several children here. Liao Dadi, Liao Xiaomei, the chief of staff's youngest son, and Captain Niu's youngest daughter were all people who didn't have to prepare for the college entrance examination and were in the mood to have fun.

Those kids were next to Dabao just now. They were probably frightened by Geng Zhiye's beating and were still standing there. Geng Zhiye came over with a whistle and said, "Tell me the truth and tell me where you found it."

Several children said in unison: "We didn't pick it up!"

Geng Zhiye turned around and said, "Geng Dabao, do you want to confess now, or wait until daddy hits you a few times before you confess?"

Dabao said in a panic: "I confess! I will tell you!"

Political Commissar Liao and others burst out laughing.

Dabao glanced at them and laughed! My dad didn't fall for it! He still had the nerve to laugh!

Geng Zhiye glared: "Geng Yanyan!"

Dabao pointed to the east in a hurry and said, "I found it at the intersection." At this time, he, Ye Fan and Erbao were at the door of Geng's house. The intersection Dabao pointed to was the entrance of the alley between Liao's house and Ye Fan's house.

Geng Zhiye asked Liao Dadi: "It's not yours?"

Political Commissar Liao said: "I never got my whistle back."

Liao Dadi and his children shook their heads together: "It's not ours."

Geng Zhiye: "Who instigated Geng Dabao to brag?"

Several children lowered their heads at the same time, and Erbao lay in his mother's arms, as if he could not see them. Geng Zhiye glanced at the children and said, "I'll settle with you later." He handed the whistle to the political commissar, "It's exactly the same as the one we use. Go back and find out whose whistle is lost. If you can lose this, why don't you lose your head at home!" He glared at the battalion commanders and company commanders.

These people wanted to complain, but they opened their mouths and quickly closed them again. What if it was really theirs?

Geng Zhiye glared at them again and turned around. Dabao was so scared that she ran home. Erbao urged her mother to hurry up, because her father was coming.

Ye Fan grabbed her little ear and said, "Are you happy to see Uncle Liao and the uncles running out in a panic?"

Erbao had never seen adults so panicked before, so he was very happy: "I didn't see it."

Ye Fan let go, and Er Bao was about to come down. Ye Fan put her on the ground, and she ran home before she could even stand firmly.

Geng Zhiye chuckled and said to Ye Fan, "Go home first."

The two of them went into the room and saw that the bedroom door was closed. They looked at each other helplessly. Geng Zhiye went to get the wash basin and said, "Wash your face and brush your teeth first."

Ye Fan followed him to the yard with a toothbrush, toothpaste and a cup of water.

Geng Zhiye said as he pressed the water, "That spoon is used by the army. Either someone brought it back and the child took it away and dropped it on the road, or he dropped it himself." He took the cup of water handed to him by Ye Fan, "I'll go to the army to check. I won't eat at home this morning."

Ye Fan: "Do you remember it?"

Geng Zhiye shook his head: "It's not like I threw away a gun. But if you don't criticize me, I'll throw a gun next time!"

"Then go quickly."

Geng Zhiye nodded and went to brush his teeth, then wash his face. After getting dressed in the house, Geng Zhiye went to the army. But when he got outside the courtyard gate, he came back and whispered to Ye Fan, "I seem to have been hit pretty hard."

Ye Fan pushed him and said, "Got it." Then he went back to the bedroom, rummaged through the medicine bag, found the bruises and injuries oil, and knocked on his son's door across the street.

It was very quiet inside, as if no one was there. Ye Fan wanted to be angry but also wanted to laugh: "Dabao, your dad is gone."

"You're lying!" Dabao shouted, "You lied to me like this before."

Ye Fan: "You said a long time ago? Didn't you open the door on your own initiative that time? Your father is really gone this time. Go to the army and find out who lost the whistle."

Dabao couldn't help but open the door: "Did the troops lose it?"

Ye Fan: "Neither the supply and marketing cooperatives nor the vegetable markets sell them. Fishermen don't need whistles. If it's not from the army, whose is it? Have you ever seen anyone blowing a whistle before?"

Dabao had seen children blowing whistles in the capital, but none as loud as the one he picked up today: "Will Daddy beat the uncle who lost the whistle if he finds out?"

Ye Fan shook his head: "No!"

Little Dabao was so angry that he glared. Why did he hit him? He wanted to see his father make a fool of himself, but he also deserved credit for picking up the whistle.

Ye Fan: "I will ask him to write a letter of apology and then read it in public."

Dabao took a step back in fright, and suddenly he felt that his butt wasn't that painful anymore.

Ye Fan led him into the house: "Take off your pants, mom will help you put some oil on them. Otherwise you won't be able to sit down and listen to the class."

Dabao held out his hand: "I can do it myself."

Ye Fan said to him: "Mom is not trying to scare you. If you think it hurts and just treat it casually like washing your face, it will be swollen this high tomorrow." She raised one hand.

Dabao couldn't help but gasp: "——Just beat me to death!"

Ye Fan waved to Erbao: "You stay in the living room and look after the house. Mom is going to buy groceries."

Erbao really wanted to see if her brother's butt was swollen. Unfortunately, she didn't dare to offend her mother at this critical moment.

He sat down in the living room obediently, and didn't get up until Ye Fan came back: "I want to go to the toilet."

Ye Fan picked her up and looked into Dabao's room: "Aren't you going to the toilet?"

Dabao went there in the morning. He lay on the bed and waved his hands weakly, as if saying, "I want to die, don't talk to me."

When Ye Fan and Erbao came back from the bathroom, Ye Fan washed Erbao's face and brushed his teeth. Then she went to the kitchen to cook porridge and asked Erbao to play in the living room by himself.

Normally, I should practice Tai Chi with my brother at this time, but Erbao suddenly felt awkward if he didn't practice Tai Chi for a day. After staying in the living room for a while, he couldn't help but move a stool to the bedroom and sit on the bed. "Brother, you sleep in my bed tonight, and I'll sleep on top."

Dabao held his sister's hand and said, "My sister is the best. But it's not necessary. My brother's butt hurts, not his legs. Erbao, remember, give the things you find to mom and dad first. Otherwise, my brother's today will be your tomorrow."

Erbao nodded: "Brother, you remember it too."

Dabao couldn't bear to forget: "I should have asked Liao Dadi to blow it earlier."

Erbao: "Why didn't the elder brother ask the eldest brother to play?"

Dabao held his chin up and said, "I wanted to see Dad anxious. But I didn't expect that Dad was the least anxious. Is it because Dad is the most stable, so he is the leader and Uncle Liao and Uncle Niu have to listen to him?"

Erbao wasn't sure: "Maybe." Hearing footsteps, he quickly shut up.

Dabao covered his mouth and said, "See if Dad is back." Erbao tiptoed to the door, leaned on the door frame and looked around. He saw his mother enter the kitchen, "Mom is washing vegetables. Brother, what do you want to eat? I told Mom that I want to eat."

Dabao doesn't like rice, but suddenly wants to eat fried rice with egg. But mom said that we should steam the rice first and wait until the rice is cold before making fried rice with egg. He has to go to school soon, so he will definitely not have time in the morning. Dabao shook his head: "Whatever."

"Brother, wait for me." Erbao ran to the kitchen, "Mom, what do you want to eat in the morning? I'll light the fire."

Ye Fan: "Cook the porridge and heat up the duck eggs. Do you want fish? Mom will steam a fish."

Erbao didn't want to eat steamed fish: "Mom, have you heated up the steamed buns?" Seeing Ye Fan nod, she immediately said: "I want to eat braised fish. Mom, I also want to eat egg custard."

Ye Fanxin said, I have a really good appetite.

But Erbao does have a good appetite. He is not picky about food. He eats more of what he likes and takes a few bites of what he doesn't like. Ye Fan: "Can you light a fire?"

Erbao nodded: "Mom, shall we light the fire now?"

"Wait a minute, I'll clean the fish." Ye Fan was not good at killing and descaling fish when she first arrived on the island, because she had rarely done it in her past and present lives. She had been studying and working in her past life, and she was weak in her childhood in this life, so Tao Chunlan didn't dare to ask her to work. After a few years of good health, Ye Fan had a child and had to work, so she had no time to kill fish and wash vegetables.

Having been on the island for three years, Ye Fan could clean a sea fish in just a few minutes, and prepare the onions, ginger and other ingredients in another minute.

The porridge was not ready yet, so Ye Fan cut the fish into pieces and marinated it. When smoke came out of the stove, Ye Fan put the steamed buns and egg custard in, lowered the heat and simmered it, then asked Erbao to light the fire.

Erbao said she knew how to light the fire, but actually it was Dabao who lit the fire and heated the pot. She had never lit the fire herself, and the result was that the pot was still not hot after five minutes. Ye Fan looked at his watch, shook his head and smiled, "Let mom do it."

Ye Fan lit the firewood, then placed a few small sticks in it: "Watch out for the sticks so they don't fall and go out."

Erbao was confused: "Mom, it's so easy for you to light a fire."

Ye Fan: "It's just my practice. Mom didn't know how to do it before, have you forgotten?"

Erbao had no impression: "Sorry, Mom, I forgot."

Ye Fan smiled and said, "It's just a small matter, no need to apologize." He put some lard in the pot, and when the aroma came out, Ye Fan put the fish in. The fresh fish met the lard, and there was a faint smell of green onion and ginger, which floated into the living room. Dabao couldn't help but get up from the bedroom, slowly moved to the kitchen, held the door frame and asked, "Mom, it smells so good."

Ye Fan: "Does your butt still hurt?"

Dabao wanted to cry again: "It only hurts a little if I don't walk. Mom, Dad wants to take this opportunity to beat me to death."

Ye Fan rolled his eyes at him.

"Really! Mom, you didn't see when Dad beat me." Dabao said loudly, "If there weren't outsiders, Dad would definitely hit me on the head. Mom, you raised me to this age, and if I was beaten to death by Dad, you raised me in vain. Mom, don't you feel sorry for me and yourself?"

Ye Fan fried the fish for a few times, added some water, and covered the pot: "Geng Dabao, your father doesn't want to beat you to death. If he hears you provoking him like this, he will be unable to resist killing you!"

Dabao covered his mouth in fear.

Ye Fan pulled a stool and sat down, waving at him: "Come here and let mommy see if your butt is purple."

"It must be." Dabao was embarrassed, but in order to save his butt, he still obediently asked his mother to check.

Ye Fan took a look and said, "There is no bruise, nothing serious. You feel pain probably because it's the first time you've been beaten so hard. You'll get used to it in the future."

Dabao was shocked. How could he get used to this?

Ye Fan: "You will be eight years old by the end of the year, right? Children around ten are the most mischievous. Assuming you are twelve years old and sensible, there are still four years left. Can you resist not being mischievous or making mistakes for four years?"

"Dad can't help but get angry with me, how can I, at such a young age, hold back?" Dabao asked back.

Ye Fan wanted to laugh: "What a bunch of twisted ideas!"

"I--" Dabao seemed to hear footsteps and hurriedly whispered, "Someone is coming, Mom, don't talk about my butt."

Ye Fan scratched his nose: "I know. Go wash your face and brush your teeth. You must be serious this time. Your dad is very unhappy today. You know that if you are perfunctory-"

"I know." Dabao felt the footsteps approaching and quickly interrupted his mother to go out. As soon as he arrived outside the kitchen door, he saw Liao Miaomiao. Liao Miaomiao was only one step away from him, and Dabao couldn't help but stop: "Sister Miaomiao? Why are you here?"

Liao Miaomiao asked: "Big brother said you cried? Are you okay?"

Dabao shook his head: "I'm not afraid of pain, I'm just scared. My dad is very scary in the morning. Fortunately you are not here. Sister Miaomiao, my mother is in the room, you go." He ran out without giving Liao Miaomiao a chance to speak.

Seeing that he dared to run, Liao Miaomiao thought that it was not serious. It seemed that the eldest brother looked like the sky was falling because he was scared by Captain Geng.

Little did he know that when Dabao got outside the door he started to grimace and lean against the wall.

When Ye Fan heard Miao Miao's words, she stood up and waited for Miao Miao to come in. She then asked, "Looking for me?"

Liao Miaomiao nodded: "Aunt Ye, the food factory is not busy recently, can you help me with the lessons? One hour a day will be fine."

Ye Fan: "First of all, I have been out of school for many years and have forgotten a lot of knowledge. Secondly, I don't know how to help people with their studies. Also, the food factory is not busy, but that doesn't mean no one will look for me. The factory building is not built yet. Su Yuanhang is not available, so they will definitely look for me if they have something to do."

Liao Miaomiao also knew that it was unrealistic to ask her for extra lessons, but she was unwilling to give up without asking: "I forgot that Su Yuanhang also needs to prepare for the exam."

Ye Fan couldn't help but ask: "Why don't you find your junior high school teacher?"

Liao Miaomiao: "I know the knowledge of junior high school."

Ye Fan wanted to laugh immediately: "Even if your junior high school teacher can't do high school math problems, he can still teach you geography, history, and politics. Oh, and Chinese. Chinese may test you on classical Chinese."

Liao Miaomiao suddenly realized: "I - forgot! Thank you Aunt Ye. After dinner, I will go to school to find my junior high school teacher and ask her when she is free."

Ye Fan: "Go with your classmates. Teachers like students who are motivated and eager to learn. No matter which school you get into in the future, your teacher will be happy for you."

Liao Miaomiao nodded repeatedly: "Auntie Ye, you cook." Then she ran out.

Erbao asked: "Mom, the firewood is almost burned out."

Ye Fan went to the stove to take a look, and stuffed the sticky firewood inside. "Okay. Let's go wash our hands."

Pulling Erbao to the yard, Ye Fan saw Dabao fiddling with something by the water pump: "Dabao, what are you doing?"

Dabao spread his hands and said, "Mom, my tooth is loose. I was curious and just pried it off gently." He felt incredible, "Mom, my older brother and younger sister said it hurts when their tooth falls out, but I don't feel any pain and it's not bleeding. Mom, am I a monster?"

What a mess! Ye Fan was speechless: "People are different."

Dabao was relieved: "Mom, Dadi said to throw the upper teeth on the roof and the lower teeth under the bed. Here, help me throw them."

Ye Fan said that if he saw a tooth while repairing the roof one day, he would be so scared that he would fall down: "Mom will find a small box to put it away for you. Don't throw away waste."

"But my eldest brother——"

Ye Fan interrupted: "Do you believe him or me?"

You have to trust your mother. Dabao asked again: "Mom, my teeth have all fallen out, can I not brush my teeth today?"

Ye Fan looked at him with a half-smile. Dabao brushed his teeth obediently. Ye Fan shook his head helplessly and squeezed out water to wash Erbao's hands.

After dinner, Ye Fan sent his children to school. Halfway through the journey, Ye Fan asked, "Dabao, do you want me to hold you?"

Dabao was so scared that he kept shaking his head. Then he looked around. There were students in front and behind him, but they were far away from him. Dabao breathed a sigh of relief: "Mom, don't let your imagination run wild."

Ye Fan: "Carrying it on your back?"

Dabao thought about it and thought it was okay. When his mother squatted down, he lay on her back. Erbao was very worried: "Mom, don't touch my brother's butt with your hands, my brother's butt——"

"Erbao!" Dabao interrupted his sister hurriedly: "Don't talk about my butt. If someone hears it, it will be embarrassing for me."

Erbao covered his mouth.

If Ye Fan hadn't seen the child about to cry, he would have asked him if he would dare to act naughty again in the future.

When I sent him to the school gate, my classmates saw him and asked him if he was sick. Dabao subconsciously looked at his mother, but she just smiled and didn't intend to expose him. Dabao nodded randomly. Ye Fan said he would pick him up at noon, and Dabao didn't refuse. In the past, he would have jumped up and shouted, "I'm grown up!"

Geng Zhiye is not at home, so Ye Fan is the one who picks up and drops off Dabao and Erbao in the afternoon.

Dabao lay on his mother's back and murmured, "Mom, you're the best! You're a thousand times, ten thousand times better than Dad!"

Ye Fan: "Dad covers you two with a blanket every night, don't you know?"

Erbao looked up: "I know, Dad told me to cover myself with the quilt."

Ye Fan: "After you two fall asleep."

The brother and sister looked at each other and realized that this was indeed the case.

Ye Fan: "You and your sister went to sleep last night. Dad and I couldn't sleep, so we went for a walk outside. When we came back, Dad stayed in your room for a few minutes. Didn't you notice that sometimes your desks are messy, but they are tidy when you wake up?"

They thought that mom cleaned it up. One time, Dabao went out to play after school. Before going to bed, he remembered that he hadn’t done his homework. He felt very sleepy at the end of the homework and wanted to go to bed directly. Erbao said that he didn’t clean up, and he said that mom would clean up.

Then the next day when he woke up, the table was clean. Dabao wanted to see where his schoolbag was, and when he found it, he remembered that it was the weekend.

"Is Dad so good?" Dabao didn't believe it.

Ye Fan: "Besides beating you and teasing you occasionally, what did Dad do?"

Dabao thought about it carefully. When he returned to the capital, his father said that he was tired of him, but he still hugged him when he got off the bus. In the capital, his father often took him and his sister, as well as sister Huihui and brother Benben to play.

"Mom, if Dad doesn't hit me or tease me, he is as good as you." Dabao said.

Ye Fanxin said, if no one punishes you, you will be in trouble. "Go home and see your father and discuss it with him."

When the mother and her two daughters got home, Geng Zhiye had not returned yet.

Dabao finished his homework and leaned on a chair to flip through comic books for a while, when his father came back. Geng Zhiye's face was full of frost, and Dabao dared not say anything. He wished he could find a hole in the ground to crawl into.

Erbao originally wanted to shout "Dad", but when she saw this, she shut her mouth and waited for her dad to go to the kitchen. She immediately squeezed in with her brother.

Ye Fan heard the noise and looked outside. Geng Zhiye came in. Seeing that he didn't smile at all, Ye Fan washed the vegetables silently. After preparing the ingredients for cooking noodles, Ye Fan took a small stool and sat opposite him: "Any unexpected gains?"

Geng Zhiye nodded helplessly: "Putting the hoe and the gun together won't cause any accidents."

Ye Fan was surprised: "Why is it placed together with the gun?"

Geng Zhiye: "There are wild boars on the mountain. Every year during the harvest season, wild boars come down from the mountain. I have a few acres of vegetables planted there, and for fear that they might be damaged by wild boars, the duty personnel are equipped with guns. I didn't expect him to let them go at will. Fortunately, there is a separation wall over there, otherwise if little bastards like Geng Dabao ran over and touched them, something serious would happen."

"Didn't you guys hunt wild boars?"

Geng Zhiye nodded: "I didn't chase them once they got into the mountains. There are poisonous snakes and some unknown creatures on the mountain. It's not worth getting hurt for a few pigs. I don't know how they reproduce so fast. No matter how many we kill this year, there will be another group coming down the mountain next year."

Ye Fan couldn't help but want to laugh: "A pig can give birth to many babies."

Geng Zhiye's face was filled with sudden enlightenment.

Ye Fan stood up: "Did you remember? Go out and wash your hands, I'm down there."

Geng Zhiye stood up when he saw smoke coming out of the pot and asked in a low voice: "Is Dabao's butt okay?"

Ye Fan: "I've been attacking you for a whole day."

Geng Zhiye went to his son and looked at him deeply. Dabao covered his face and dared not say a word, let alone criticize him. Geng Zhiye was very satisfied. After dinner, Dabao still had a stern face. After washing up, he went back to his room with his sister and lay on the bed to memorize English words out of boredom. Dabao did not dare to say that he wanted to go out to play.

Geng Zhiye was tired after a day and didn't want to go out, so Ye Fan closed the door and went back to the bedroom with him. Seeing that Geng Zhiye didn't sleep but opened the drawer instead, Ye Fan asked, "Aren't you sleepy?"

"I'm sleepy, but I can't fall asleep." Geng Zhiye found a book more than an hour before bedtime. Ye Fan took a quick look and saw the first sentence was "The Party's rural policy is not the same as it was ten years ago..." She was not interested, so she went to bed and picked up the novel she hadn't finished.

Geng Zhiye turned his head and saw a sentence: "Who knew that the person who was reading the case file was not you, but Mr. Gongsun." Geng Zhiye asked curiously: "Where did you find this book?"

Ye Fan: "Chen Xiaohui bought them. Whether it's books or furniture, she buys them if they look like antiques. I suspect she's tired of living in the Chen family, so she probably moved everything she sold back home."

Geng Zhiye: "You also want to get antiques."

Ye Fan: "I mean to buy a few things, just in case. For example, if something happens and money is not enough, and we don't have small yellow croaker at home, we can use that."

Geng Zhiye remembered something: "Didn't you say before that you didn't dare to buy it?"

Ye Fan: "I don't dare buy from others. I often go to thrift stores. This time when I went back, my mother said she had never bought new clothes. I guess she spent all her salary on those things."

Geng Zhiye was curious: "She can't do this for long, right? Everyone knows that in troubled times there is gold and in prosperous times there are antiques."

Ye Fan: "Let's talk about it later. Anyway, she doesn't have time to go out recently."

Chen Xiaohui hasn't gone out on weekends recently. She goes back to her room to review after dinner.

A few days later, the newspaper published the news that the college entrance examination had been resumed. All the carp who wanted to jump over the dragon gate became busy. Chen Xiaohui was infected by this atmosphere. She felt like she was burning her life if she slept a little longer. How could she remember about antiques, calligraphy and paintings?

However, Chen Xiaohui still found time to write a letter to Ye Fan.

The letter was first delivered to Geng Zhiye, because the postman saw Geng Zhiye when he was delivering newspapers to the army and gave him the letter. Geng Zhiye wanted to open it, but he held back. When he got home, he gave it to Ye Fan, who took it after reading it: "She asked you to teach her how to fill out the application?"

(End of this chapter)