Mother Zhao thought for a while: "You let her tell my second daughter-in-law that recruiting workers is her business and I have no control over it. Just push it like this, or you can say that you have found it."
"That's right!" Hongxia said as if she had a sudden realization, "I will tell her when I get back. You should also mention it to your daughter-in-law when you get back. My biological mother can't have it."
Hongxia went back and told her mother-in-law as Zhao's mother taught her, but the other party didn't believe her: "Didn't you ask me for help? I went over to look at it at night. The red paper hasn't been torn off yet, which means they haven't found anyone."
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Hongxia looked calm: "If you don't believe it, ask yourself."
The mother-in-law muttered that Hongxia didn't care, so Hongxia pretended not to hear and went back to her room.
Zhao's mother kept this in mind and told Li Rong as soon as she got home.
Li Rong asked: "What's her mother-in-law's name? I'll just give her a reason and send her away."
"Oh, I didn't ask that."
Li Rong saw that Zhao's mother was still planning to go out, so she stopped her: "Forget it, don't bother, go back to sleep, people will know when they come. After all, a lazy person can't pretend to be diligent."
"Mom, An An wants to sleep with you tonight."
Li Rong looked at her son distressedly. She had really neglected him too much during this period. She stretched out her hand to hold An An: "Then sleep with mom."
"Mom, when will An An have her holiday?"
Li Rong patted his back and said softly: "It's mid-January, it's almost over. Why are you asking?"
"I miss my dad. I haven't called him for a long time."
Li Rong was stunned, and when she got busy, she not only ignored the little guy, but even Zhao Qingsong was thrown out of the sky.
During this period, Li Rong was busy with various things. Zhao Qingsong called two or three times, always from the canteen in the alley. Every time he called for someone, Li Rong happened to be away.
That phone call was answered by either Father Zhao or Mother Zhao. Even the little guy could rarely talk to Zhao Qingsong.
As soon as the home phone is installed, you should call Zhao Qingsong.
As a result, Li Rong forgot whether anyone would mention this to her again.
Li Rong hugged An An: "There is a phone installed at home. I will call your dad when I get up tomorrow."
An An asked excitedly: "Are you going to hit me when you wake up?"
"Well, we have installed a telephone at home. From now on, we can make calls whenever we want." Li Rong touched his face and said, "We have to go to school tomorrow, so go to bed quickly."
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When she woke up, Li Rong found that the place next to her was empty. She got up and saw Zhao's mother working in the yard and asked her how she was doing.
Mother Zhao said angrily to the east room: "It's inside. I got up early in the morning and ran inside. I don't know why."
"An'an," Li Rong shouted as she walked towards the east room.
As soon as he entered the house, he saw An An standing next to the phone and looking at it.
Li Rong smiled: "Why are you lying there watching?"
"Call dad."
"Do you rely on your thoughts to fight? Why don't you wake up mom?"
"Don't disturb mom while she's sleeping."
Li Rong looked cute at the serious way he said this, and was very pleased. The little guy was less than seven years old, but he rarely made Li Rong angry.
Too good to be true.
Li Rong pinched his face: "It's only after six o'clock now. I don't know if your father is up or not, but the owner of the canteen probably hasn't opened the door yet, so he may not be able to get through on the phone."
"Ah?" The little guy looked disappointed, "What should we do?"
"Hmm~ Mom is going to call you. If no one picks up, can I wait until you come back from school to call me again?"
The little guy nodded vigorously: "Yes!"
After dialing the number, Li Rong took the receiver and put it to the little guy's ear.
An An was a little nervous. She clenched her fist with one hand and held the receiver with the other hand until the electronic sound of "Beep~Beep~" sounded from the other side. She wiped it on her clothes with her other hand and stretched out her two hands.
Hold the receiver.
Unexpectedly, I was picked up by the other side. It seems that the owner of the canteen is quite diligent.
An An heard the other person ask who it was, and Xiao Naoyin said word for word: "I'm An An, I'm looking for my dad."
"An'an?" The person on the other side was stunned for two seconds. He quickly remembered that this was from Zhao Qingsong's family. He yawned, "It's really early to get up. Okay, just wait. I'll help you find your father."
"Thank you, uncle."
The owner of the canteen bought a bicycle early, and soon he came to the door of Zhao's house and called Zhao Qingsong.
It's past six o'clock and it's still dark.
The sound of roosters crowing was accompanied by the sound of villagers lighting fires and cooking, and the boss's shouts were particularly noticeable.
Zhao Qingsong woke up, put on clothes and walked out: "Who is it?"
"Here, your son is calling to see you."
"Huh?" Zhao Qingsong was stunned, "My son? You answered it correctly, right? It's not even bright yet."
"That's right. Your son is the only one in the village named An'an. Besides, how many times have you been beaten? Can you remember correctly?"
When Zhao Qingsong saw the certainty of what he said, he suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.
Why would Li Rong and the others call him so early in the morning?
Even if it's a phone call, why is it only An An?
Could it be that something happened?
After picking up the phone, Zhao Qingsong asked anxiously when he heard the little guy calling him daddy: "Where is your mother?"
"Mom is here."
Zhao Qingsong was worried when he didn't hear Li Rong's voice. He said, "Let mom answer the phone."
Telephones in the 1980s were very loud even without the speakerphone on. Li Rong was nearby and heard clearly what Zhao Qingsong said. She quickly sensed Zhao Qingsong's anxious mood and knew that he had misunderstood.
Li Rong quickly said: "I'm here, nothing happens."
Zhao Qingsong breathed a sigh of relief: "Why did you call so early?"
Li Rong felt particularly comfortable listening to the man's deep voice, and she smiled: "We just installed a telephone at home. An An was thinking about calling you last night and got up early."
The person opposite chuckled: "Really? An'an."
Hearing her father call her name, An An knew that she was talking to him now. She hummed in her voice and said she missed her father, and asked her father if he missed him.
Of course Zhao Qingsong thought about it, said a few words to him, and asked him: "Did you wake up mom?"
According to Zhao Qingsong's memory, Li Rong would not wake up so early naturally.
Now that she has graduated and moved back home, she won't get up so early at home.
"No." The little guy said with a serious face, "An An didn't make any noise."
"He didn't make any noise, I woke up on my own." Li Rong said at the right time.
She now has a lot to do every day and a lot of things on her mind. She doesn't have much entertainment at night. She goes to bed early and sometimes wakes up early.
The little guy hummed and talked to his father, asking him if the pigs at home had given birth to piglets and if the pear trees on the mountain were growing fruit.
"It's growing, it's growing fruit. This year's pears are big and sweet."
There is no obvious logic in what the little guy said. He just asks whatever comes to mind.
Fortunately, Zhao Qingsong was very patient with him and said whatever he asked.
But time would not allow them to chat like this.
Zhao's mother made breakfast and came over to call: "Eat An'an, you will be late later."
An An didn't want to leave, so Li Rong said, "You can wait until you get back from school to fight again. If you are late, you will be punished by standing still."
"Okay, Dad, I have to call you after school." An An reluctantly went to eat.
Li Rong took the phone and talked to Zhao Qingsong.
As soon as the phone was transferred to Li Rong, Zhao Qingsong even changed his tone and asked Li Rong if he was cold.