Many years later, when talking about this matter, Sun Pao was still a little annoyed, saying that Qin An had been a bad boy since he was a child.

After hearing Qin An's suggestion, Sun Pao hesitated.

"I'll pull out all mine, why don't you show it to you... It's covered with hair, how ugly? It will get stuck when you urinate. When you go to the bathroom, do you have the nerve to take it out to pee?" Qin An looked contemptuous, and there was no intention of showing it to Sun Pao. He lifted his pants and left, leaving Sun Pao alone there to think about the importance of face and pain.

Li Qin threw charcoal in the stove in the corridor. Most people regarded the corridor as a kitchen, filled with buckets, kettles, wooden shelves, vegetable leaves, and some dirty rags.

Qin An grew up in such an environment until his father left his job and started a business and had a considerable income before he changed his house.

"What were you talking to Sun Pao just now?" Li Qin pulled her head and turned her head to talk to Qin An with a smile. Standing upstairs, you could see the movements in the entire yard.

"He said he had hair on his throat, so I asked him to pull it out."

"How come you kid is so bad!" Li Qin knocked on his head, but there was a smile in the corner of her eyes.

Qin An took a towel, wrung the water, and wiped Li Qin's sweat from her sideburns and forehead.

Li Qin was a little surprised, but her heart was filled with sweetness like honey. Recalling the considerate cup of cold boiled water when she woke up at noon and the clean and tidy half a basin of water in the washbasin, Li Qin sighed slightly, her son has grown up, she will care about others, and be filial.

Parents never really expect their children to make a great contribution to the family. When their son buys big items for the family, what is happy about being a parent is not the big items themselves, but the son's ability.

It is understood by a little thought, but few people stand on the standpoint of their parents. When they are also parents, they understand that when they come here, their parents don’t have much time left for them.

A little bit of care and consideration makes them feel happy and happy, is enough.

"Mom, I think you have lost a lot of weight recently. Are you going to have a checkup?" Qin An has been worried about this. Although his mother's cancer was not ill more than ten years later, there might be signs at this time.

"The school has just organized the inspection. Last time we went to the city's aunt's house to play, wasn't that the matter? Have you forgotten? The inspection results have come out, and my mother is in good health." Li Qin smiled with relief, her tone was particularly gentle, "Go to play first, after dinner, my mother calls you."

When I opened the door of my house, the already vague impression immediately became clear. A 21-inch color TV was placed on a triangle cabinet, with wooden sand facing the TV, a small table covered with brown glass, and a bamboo mat, which was the whole thing in the living room.

This year, I bought a new set of furniture, which costs more than 2,000 yuan, including five large items. At that time, I was very particular in the dormitory building. When I bought the TV, a few teachers who were familiar with my father came to my house for a meal and laughed and congratulated the Qinhuai family on their well-off life.

"I'm back... I'll ask you something."

Qin Huai had no image of a teacher at home, with big shorts, naked upper body, wearing slippers, holding a palm-leaf fan, but maintained his father's majesty and his tone was unstoppable.

Qin An dropped his schoolbag, crossed his legs, and sat on the mat with Qin Huai. He laughed: "Dad, your feet are still so smelly!"

Qin Huai was a little embarrassed. This guy was less and less concerned about him.

"Do you think that I will indulge you as a class teacher? You dare to skip classes at noon!" Qin Huai said angrily. Although Qin An was naughty in Class 68, he just didn't listen to classes in class, was absent, and did not do homework. Now he has been skipping classes.

If Li Qin hadn't dissuaded, Qin Huai would have picked up a broom and sucked him when Qin An entered the door.

A loving mother often defeated her son, Qin Huai sighed secretly.

"I won't know anymore." Qin An lowered his eyebrows and accepted his mistake obediently.

Qin Huai was a little surprised. Looking at his attitude, the whole lot of speech he had prepared could not be used, and he was so crowded in his throat.

"It's time to eat."

Li Qin came in with the food, a bowl of dried bamboo shoots fried pork, a portion of scallion tofu soup, a plate of cucumber, and a small bowl of steamed pork. Dried longan was added, and the steamed aroma was so strong that it was specially prepared for Qin An.

Qin An remembered that such a small stove had never stopped before he graduated from junior high school and boarded in high school, and his body was particularly strong. During this period, nutrition kept up with his nurturing, making his height as tall as bamboo.

Many years later, his mother's small stove has always been the most beautiful delicacy in Qin An's mind and deep in his memory. He never thought that he would have a chance to eat it.

He ate cleanly and added all the edges of the bowl.

"This child is so hungry." Looking at Qin An's eating habits, Li Qin felt so distressed.

After dinner, Li Qin asked Qin An to go to his uncle's house, saying that his cousin was back and asked him to come over and play.

Qin An suddenly remembered something and almost ran over.

My uncle's house is not far from the dormitory building. Among the low adobe brick houses of many farmers' homes, the two-story building of my uncle's house is inlaid with ceramic tiles, which is particularly eye-catching.

When he ran to his uncle's house, Qin An heard his cousin's rough voice and felt a nervous heart. It was this cousin with a coal mine. The second week after school started, his cousin's coal mine collapsed and his cousin was buried in the mine.

"Qin An is here... have you finished your meal?" The aunt saw Qin An and greeted happily, "Your cousin came back today and prepared a large table of dishes. Let's have some more food."

"No, you can eat, I'll take Qin Qin and Qin Yuan to play." Qin An saw that his sister-in-law, cousin, uncle, and cousin had already sat on the dining table.

"Then it's up to you." The uncle said, and this nephew and his relatives were not polite.

Qin Qin is a little girl over three years old, with a pink and jade carving. Qin Yuan is a little boy, just two years old, and she is very cute. Her cousin's children have always been the pride of her uncle.

Unfortunately, perhaps because of the lack of a father, the mother was too doting. These two children became the standard non-mainstream post-90s more than ten years later, which gave the whole family a headache.

Qin An teased Qin Qin and Qin Yuan, thinking about how he didn't know how to speak, how did he tell his cousin that the coal mine would collapse?

It was because of this coal mine that my cousin died and the money he earned over the years was also used to compensate the miners' families who died at the bottom of the well. My uncle's family had plummeted and had to return to his old career and become a barefoot doctor.

My sister-in-law has always been a widow, but there are always some rumors of impureness, which makes my uncle feel that he has lost all his face and put his hope on his grandchildren. However, these two children have turned themselves into a non-mainstream standard form of being neither human nor ghost, making my uncle sad and desperate. He is already pale in less than 6 o'clock.
Chapter completed!