"Silly son, your dad is studying in college and not on the radio."

Ma Jinghong didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She put down the chopsticks in her hand and hugged her son to her side. While explaining, she secretly thought that the child must have not seen his father for more than a month.

Xiao Hongzhi pointed at the radio with his chopsticks and said seriously:

"But I heard...someone really called daddy's name inside."

Ma Jinghong was slightly startled, looked sideways at the sister-in-law beside her, and asked:

"Xiaoya, did you pay attention to the radio just now?"

The little girl shook her head, "Sister-in-law, didn't we just talk about making clothes with my elder brother? I was only thinking about whether the trouser legs should be longer or shorter, and I didn't pay attention to the radio."

Xu Aiguo was eating and reading just now. When he heard his sister's words, he raised his head, looked at the radio, then looked at Ma Jinghong and said:

"Sister-in-law, I seemed to hear my brother's name being announced on the radio."

Xu Fengming, who was peeling garlic on the side, put the newly peeled garlic cloves into the noodle bowl, nodded and said:

"Sister-in-law, my second brother and Xiao Hongzhi heard it right. My eldest brother's name was mentioned on the radio just now. I wonder if he has the same name."

When Ma Jinghong heard this, she quickly grabbed the radio and wanted to listen carefully again.

But she, the little girl, Feng Ming, and Ai Guo put down their bowls and chopsticks and listened for a long time. They didn't hear any more news about Xu Qing. After a while, the broadcast ended.

The radio makes a buzzing sound with no signal.

Ma Jinghong was a little disappointed. It would be great if it was a man.

But the problem is that she didn't hear it, and a trace of disappointment flashed across her face.

At this moment, Xu Damao ran in from outside the house happily with a cigarette in his mouth and said to Ma Jinghong:

"Jinghong, did you listen to the radio just now? Qingzi came on the radio and said that he interviewed foreign guests from Canada today."

Xu Fengming turned around, reached out and took out a cigarette, threw it to Xu Damao and said:

"Brother Damao, how are you sure you are my eldest brother?"

Xu Damao held the cigarette on the clothes on his chest in his hand, then held it in the corner of his mouth, took out his lighter and lit it, saying:

"Boy, your eldest brother went to college. The radio said he was Xu Qing, a representative of workers, peasants and soldiers. He also introduced that he once worked at the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill. That's not your eldest brother. Is there someone else?"

In fact, Xu Fengming was thinking about his elder brother at first, but he was afraid that if it were someone with the same name, his happiness would be in vain.

Hearing Xu Damao's words at this moment, my heart instantly felt at ease, there is no doubt that he must be my elder brother.

Xu Aiguo, who worked in the main factory, nodded directly to Ma Jinghong and said:

"Sister-in-law, that's right, he's my eldest brother.

I have seen all the lists of people recommended by our factory to go to college this year, and there is no one with the same name as my eldest brother."

When Ma Jinghong heard what her brother-in-law said, she immediately smiled and said happily:

"The man I chose is awesome!"

And at the same time.

Yan Bugui, the third uncle of the front yard, was standing in the middle yard with an excited face, talking to Yi Zhonghai about hearing Xu Qing on the radio.

Originally he wanted to go to the backyard, but he was spotted by Yi Zhonghai, who had had dinner early, and stood in the middle courtyard talking to Yi Zhonghai.

"Lao Yi, Xiao Qing has really made his mark today. Not only did he follow the big shots in our country and meet with foreign guests, but he also interviewed the Prime Minister of Canada named Trudeau. Do you think this is a disgrace to our president?"

Yi Zhonghai nodded, but was shocked in his heart.

Yi Zhonghai was the only one of the three stewards in the courtyard who didn't have a radio at home. It wasn't that he couldn't afford it, but he was reluctant to spend the money. Hearing Yan Bugui's words, he was really shocked.

He always thought that Xu Qing was a fool to abandon his promising career as a section chief and leave the factory to go to university for further studies.

Unexpectedly, not long after Xu Qinggang entered the university, in just over a month, not even half a year, he actually made a name for himself and interviewed foreign guests.

This...Yi Zhonghai never expected it.

Yan Bugui was stunned when he saw Yi Zhonghai, stretched out his hand to hold the glasses on the bridge of his nose and said:

"Lao Yi, am I right? In our courtyard, Xu Qing is the most capable. Sha Zhu also went to college with us. What can I say? He is not that good at cooking.

, compared with Xu Qing, it’s still far behind.”

Yi Zhonghai didn't say anything. He took two puffs of cigarette from the corner of his mouth, and his heart was in a mess.

He is optimistic about Shazhu, after all, he expects Shazhu to provide for him until his death.

Yan Bugui saw that Yi Zhonghai was speechless, so he walked towards the backyard and continued past.

At this time, Liu Haizhong, the second uncle who lived in the backyard, stood in the backyard and looked into Xu Qing's house.

Xu Damao is at Xu Qing's house, so Liu Haizhong naturally won't go in.

This second uncle has not forgiven Xu Damao from the bottom of his heart.

Even if he meets Xu Damao in person, he will respond casually because he is from a large courtyard.

But his official career in the factory was cut off by Xu Damao.

How can I easily turn the page?

Yan Bugui entered the backyard, saw Liu Haizhong, and immediately asked:

"Old Liu, have you listened to the radio?"

Liu Haizhong hummed, "Listen, Xu Qing interviewed foreign guests and also met important figures in our country. He is worthy of being Lao Xu's son. He is a golden nugget no matter where he is."

Yan Bugui said: "Isn't that right? You said that when he was in your factory, he was promoted to the position of section chief in less than a year. This year he went to college, and within two months, he was promoted to the position of section chief.

We have seen a lot of the world."

Liu Haizhong put his hands behind his back and agreed with Yan Bugui's words.

He and Yan Bugui have lived for most of their lives and have never met a foreign guest, let alone an interview.

"Let's go sit in Xu Qing's room for a while." Yan Bugui said.

Liu Haizhong nodded and followed behind.

However, before Yan Bugui even stepped over the threshold of Xu Qing's house, he smiled and said:

"Jinghong, did you and Xiaoya listen to today's broadcast?"

While Yan Bugui was talking, he caught a glimpse of Xu Damao from the corner of his eye, and he immediately understood why the bangs behind him were standing in the courtyard just now.

But Yan Bugui is a shrewd man and did not mention that.

When Ma Jinghong saw the third uncle and the second uncle coming, she smiled and said:

"Third uncle, Xiaoya and I are talking to Brother Damao about this."

Xu Aiguo doesn't smoke, so it's up to Xu Fengming to smoke for the two uncles.

Xu Fengming handed Yan Bugui a pipe and said: "Third uncle, isn't my eldest brother awesome?!"

Yan Bugui took the cigarette and said with a smile: "It's awesome, how can it not be awesome? Your elder brother is much better than your kid."

"That's right!" Xu Fengming gritted his teeth and said, "My eldest brother is definitely better than me. No one in our compound can compare with him."

Xu Fengming looked proud, proud of his elder brother Xu Qing, and raised his hand to pass a cigarette to Liu Haizhong.

Liu Haizhong reached out to catch the cigarette, but secretly sighed in his heart.

Xu Fengming's words were like a sharp needle piercing his heart.

Among the people of the same generation as Xu Qing in the courtyard, except for Xu Damao and Sha Zhu, the only ones left are his and Lao Yan’s children.

Speaking of which, I really can’t find anyone who can compare to Xu Qing.

Especially his three sons. The eldest became a small cadre, but compared with Xu Qing, he couldn't even catch up with him.

What's more, he was still not in the courtyard, which made him very sad.

But Yan Bugui was thinking all over the place, smoking a cigarette, and the loneliness on his face was deeper than in his bangs.

Liu Haizhong's eldest son is also a cadre after all, although not as much as Xu Qing's status as section chief when he left the factory.

But he is better than his eldest son Yan Jiecheng.

Yan Bugui was a little puzzled as to why Lao Liu, who only knew education with sticks, could educate children better than him, a teacher.

As soon as he thought about it, Yan Bugui didn't want to think about it anymore. Anyway, none of his three sons were obedient, and they saw Tian'erdi going against him.

No one is obedient, worry-free, and get angry just thinking about it, so it’s better to let them do whatever they like.

In the front yard, Yan Jiecheng was still sitting at his parents' house eating. Yu Li urged her daughter not to play while rolling her eyes at Yan Jiecheng.

Yu Li, the third aunt, Yan Jiefang, Yan Jiekuang, and Yan Jiedi all listened to the previous broadcast.

Yu Li was very dissatisfied with her man's worthless appearance.

"Xie Cheng, besides eating, what else do you know? Didn't you hear on the radio that Xu Qingdu interviewed foreign guests?"

Yu Li angrily showed up in front of the third aunt, which hurt Yan Jiecheng.

Yan Jiecheng stopped his chopsticks, raised his eyelids, looked at Yu Li, and hummed:
To be continued...