At seven o'clock in the evening, a burst of melodious and lively music sounded. In the yard, men, women and children were sitting upright, staring at the TV screen.
At this time, the Xinwen Broadcast had not yet been replaced with the classic title titles that would become familiar later, but at this moment, it was the only platform where most ordinary people could understand international developments and policy trends.
"Dear viewers, the main content of this news broadcast is: the 80th College Entrance Examination has come to an end. According to statistics, 3.33 million candidates across the country have signed up to participate in this college entrance examination. According to estimates from the Ministry of Education, the number of students admitted this year is around 280,000...
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When Qiao Yicheng heard the news, his eyes lit up.
There was also a discussion in the yard.
"Why are so few people taking the college entrance examination this year? I remember in 1977, weren't there more than five million candidates?"
"In 1977, it was the first class after the resumption of the college entrance examination. They were all crowded together, so of course there were more people."
"Yes, taking the college entrance examination is much more stringent now than it was in 1977. You must graduate from high school, which is equivalent to 3.33 million high school students in the country, which is quite a lot."
In the early 1980s, not to mention high school students, even junior high school students were considered to have good academic qualifications. Qi Zhiqiang was a junior high school student. This fact alone made Qiao Zu look sad for a lifetime.
"Osmanthus, Shuying, your Haozi and Yizheng have such good grades, they must be admitted to college in the future, right?"
"That's for sure. Needless to say, Haozi is ranked first in the city. Even if he takes the Qingbei exam in the future, it will be no problem. Yi Cheng will be among the top three in the grade and is also a good candidate for college students."
"If there are two college students in our area, it will be like two golden phoenixes flying out of the henhouse."
Wu Guihua couldn't stop smiling when she heard the compliments from her neighbors. Wei Shuying's eyes were full of pride when she looked at her eldest son.
However, an inappropriate voice suddenly came out.
"It's a waste of money to study in any university. I think it's better to go directly to a technical secondary school. After graduation, you can be assigned a job and the salary is no less than that of a college student."
When Qiao Yicheng heard this voice, his expression changed.
When the neighbors saw that it was Qiao Zuwang who said this, they all started talking about it.
"Old Qiao, stop joking, can these technical secondary school students compare with college students?"
"That is to say, don't just focus on the immediate profit and ruin your child's life."
Qiao Zuwang glared at the neighbor who spoke, and said angrily: "It sounds nice, but it's free to go to high school and college? There are so many people in our family waiting for food, and after raising him for so many years, we should do something for the family.
If you contribute, go to any university, it’s a waste of money.”
Qiao Yicheng couldn't believe that this was what his biological father said. He clenched his fists unconsciously, his eyes full of unwillingness and loss.
Wu Guihua really couldn't stand it: "How can you be a father like you? It is the duty of parents to raise children. You can't impose it on your son."
"Do you know that the eldest brother is like the father? He is the eldest son in the family. When I was his age, I had already started working." Qiao Zuwang retorted plausibly.
"Besides, this is our family's business, and it's not anyone else's turn to speak..."
The neighbors were speechless upon hearing this. Indeed, this was the Qiao family's housework, and it was useless to say anything else. Moreover, with Qiao Zuwang's generous character, he would easily be resented if he talked too much.
"Since it's a family matter, I have the right to speak, right?"
Just when Qiao Yicheng was about to despair, Wei Shuying suddenly spoke.
Just when Qiao Zuwang was thinking proudly that he would be able to live a carefree life in three years, Wei Shuying's words made him change his expression instantly.
He looked at his wife in disbelief. After so many years of marriage, her wife had always been submissive to him and never dared to refute.
"What did you say?"
In front of so many people, his wife dared to contradict him, and Qiao Zuwang was furious.
Facing Qiao Zuwang's fierce gaze, Wei Shuying was inexplicably timid, but when she found her son looking at her with earnestness, Wei Shuying suddenly straightened her back and plucked up the courage to speak.
"I want to pay 10% to go to college."
Qiao Zu stood up from the bench after looking at it, pointed at Wei Shuying and gritted his teeth and said: "Tell me again!"
Wei Shuying repeated it word for word.
Qiao Zuwang raised his hand and was about to slap Wei Shuying, but Wei Shuying did not hide, closed her eyes and did not give in.
"ah."
Amidst the exclamations of the neighbors, Qiao Zuwang's arm was grabbed by a hand.
"Go away, it's none of your business if I teach my wife a lesson." Qiao Zuwang wanted to scold his mother at first, but when he saw it was Qin Hao, he swallowed the curse words.
Three years ago, when Qin Hao was still a half-grown child, he beat him until stars appeared in his eyes. At this time, Qin Hao was already over 1.75 meters tall and as strong as an ox.
More importantly, this kid really dared to be cruel. Qiao Zuwang was a little scared of being beaten. Even though he screamed fiercely, he couldn't stand down in front of so many people, otherwise he would have given up.
"This is my home. If you don't want to watch TV, go back and don't come here again." Qin Hao shook off Qiao Zuwang's arm and said coldly.
"Yes, if you have something to say, what kind of man is it that you beat your wife?"
"That's right, if you dare to be Shuying, I will go to the Women's Director to sue you."
The neighbors also realized at this time that all the married women were on Wei Shuying's side.
Qiao Zuwang was so angry that his hands were shaking, but he had no choice but to say: "I'll settle the score with you when I get home."
Then he walked away.
Wei Shuying breathed a sigh of relief and thanked the neighbors one by one who had just defended her.
"Oh, how could such a good woman like Shuying marry such a bastard like Qiao Zuwang?" Wu Guihua couldn't help but feel sorry for her.
After a storm, everyone once again focused their attention on TV programs. In this era of lack of entertainment life, even the news can make them watch with interest.
That night, when Qiao Yicheng returned home, he couldn't sleep. His mind was filled with images of his father asking him to go to a technical secondary school. He didn't understand why his father would do this to him.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Suddenly, Qiao Yicheng heard Qiao Zuwang's scolding and his mother's sobbing coming from the master bedroom at home. He turned over in excitement and came to the door of the master bedroom.
"Dad, did you hit my mother? Open the door!"
Qiao Zuwang was even more furious. He opened the door and pulled Qiao Yicheng in.
"Little bastard, I'm still taking care of you. I made you disobedient and let you hang out with that kid named Qin all day long..."
After saying that, he pushed Qiao Yicheng to the ground and tried to beat him with a bamboo stick.
Wei Shuying cried, lying on her son's body to block him a few times, and blood marks were drawn out on her back.
Qiao Yicheng couldn't hold back his outburst anymore, pushed Qiao Zuwang away and yelled at him.
"You are not my dad, you don't deserve to be my dad!"
Qiao Zuwang was a little dazed at first, but then he suddenly realized that the eldest son's height had reached the bridge of his nose, and his appearance was about sixty-seven percent similar to his.
But soon, Qiao Zuwang felt a burst of fire in his heart.
"Okay, you actually dare to fight against your father, you rebellious and unfilial thing, look at me if I don't teach you a lesson today!"
"Run quickly."
Upon seeing this, Wei Shuying quickly pushed her eldest son out of the door and blocked the door tightly to prevent Qiao Zuwang from chasing him out.
Qiao Zuwang was so angry that he raised his hand and hit Wei Shuying several times with a bamboo stick.
The movement in the master bedroom also alarmed Qiao Erqiang and the others, and several children burst into tears at the door of the master bedroom.
In the silent night, the child's shrill cries soon woke up the neighbors nearby.
Wu Guihua vaguely heard a child crying, and thought it was her daughter having another nightmare in the middle of the night. However, when she got up, she discovered that it was coming from Qiao's house next door, so she quickly put on a coat and climbed over the wall.
"Qiao Zuwang, you are really nothing. Open the door quickly. If you dare to hit Shuying again, I will go to the Women's Federation to sue you!"
Qiao Zuwang was furious and yelled: "You meddling old ladies, no wonder men die early."
Before he could finish his words, the door was kicked open.
Before Qiao Zuwang could react, he was hit by a huge force and flew away. His entire body seemed to be scattered, and he couldn't exert any strength.
"It's you again, kid..."
Before Qiao Zuwang could finish speaking, Qin Hao picked up the bamboo stick and slapped him hard.
"Ah...why do you hit me..."
When Qiao Yicheng heard his father's screams, he was not moved at all. He was even a little happy, wishing that he was the one who slapped him.
"Mom, how are you?"
"Mom, let me blow on you and it won't hurt anymore."
Qiao Qiqi's childish voice relieved Wei Shuying's pain a little. She held her children in her arms and comforted them softly.
When Wu Guihua saw that she was covered with bruises, she was so angry that she cursed Qiao Zuwang: "You are really nothing."
But seeing Qiao Zuwang being beaten and rolling all over the floor, Wu Guihua was also afraid that he might have some shortcomings, so she stopped Qin Hao: "Okay, don't fight."
Qin Hao then stopped and threw the bamboo stick on the ground, which had been broken into two pieces.
In the middle of the night, the women's director came to Qiao's house with a dark face. When she saw the injuries on Wei Shuying's body, she was so angry that she yelled: "Where is Qiao Zuwang? Get out of here!"
However, when she saw Qiao Zuwang also covered in scars, she was stunned for a moment and looked at Wu Guihua and said, "Didn't you say that he beat his wife? Why are you still hurt so badly?"
"The injuries on Shuying's body were caused by him, and the injuries on his body were caused by my son's inability to see through them," Wu Guihua explained.
Only then did the women's director suddenly realize. She slammed the table and shouted at Qiao Zuwang: "Qiao Zuwang, you have grown up, haven't you? You have also learned how to beat your wife. Do you want to hold a criticism meeting?"
These days, there are no laws related to the crime of domestic violence, but in order to protect women's rights and interests, the Women's Federation often takes the form of criticism and brings the violent man into public for public criticism.
In this completely acquaintance society, public criticism is equivalent to social death, and sometimes the deterrent force is more effective than imprisonment.
When Qiao Zuwang heard this, he was frightened and said aggrievedly: "Then I was beaten."
The women's director rolled her eyes at him angrily: "I am the women's director and I only care about women's affairs. Are you a woman?"
Qiao Zuwang was speechless, and then glared at Qin Hao angrily: "I'm going to the police station to sue him!"
Qin Hao sneered and said: "Okay, I'll beat you and it won't even be considered a minor injury. You insulted the martyr again and refused to change despite repeated admonitions. You will be jailed for the past three years."
Qiao Zuwang wanted to slap himself twice, but this guy caught him again. He shouldn't have been so quick just now.
In order not to go to the stage of criticism, Qiao Zuwang could only write a letter of guarantee, promising never to beat his wife and children again.
Before leaving, the women's director did not forget to warn Qiao Zuwang: "In the future, if I hear that you beat your wife and children again, I will apply to go to your factory to hold a denouncement meeting, so that everyone in your factory will know what kind of character you are."
After seeing off the female director, Wei Shuying gratefully said to Wu Guihua: "I've caused you trouble again."
"Look at what you said. It's no trouble or not. Don't hold back any grievances you may suffer in the future. Some people just want to show off their noses and face." Wu Guihua glanced sideways at Qiao Zu and said angrily.
After struggling for half the night, Qiao Yicheng applied medicine to his mother and sent her back to her room to rest, while he sat in the yard and stared at the stars in the sky.
"What are you thinking about?"
Qiao Yicheng knew it was Qin Hao as soon as he heard the voice. He didn't look back, but just shook his head with a bitter look on his face.
After a long silence, Qiao Yicheng suddenly said: "Have you and Xiaolan lived better these years without a father?"
Qin Hao was stunned for a moment and said half-jokingly: "My father is different from your father. My father is a martyr..."
"Yes, father and father are different, but why is it me..." Qiao Yicheng's voice became lower and lower as he spoke.
Qin Hao's eyes lit up, and suddenly a thought came to his mind. Is it possible to turn Qiao Zuwang into a martyr? In this way, Qiao Yicheng and the others would not have to be exploited by their scumbag father in the future, and would still have a certain degree of protection in their lives.
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However, it is obviously unrealistic to expect people like Qiao Zuwang to act bravely or risk their lives for the sake of national property.
"It seems that you have to plan carefully."
Since Qiao Zuwang would not take the initiative to "be decent", Qin Hao had to find a way to help him "be decent".
On the other hand, Qiao Zuwang went to work with an injury. He was laughed at by his colleagues in the factory all day long, which made him very depressed. He simply did not go home for dinner in the afternoon and bought some peanuts with Li Heman and other friends.
Half a roast duck, mixed with bulk white wine, was a refreshing meal.
After eating, of course there is a regular program of playing mahjong.
At the mahjong table, Li Heman did not forget to tease Qiao Zuwang for playing injured today, which made Qiao Zuwang blow his beard and stare in anger.
"It would be a shame not to avenge this!"
Several other poker players also watched the excitement and didn't mind the big deal, and kept making fun of it.
"I think you should stop provoking him. You see, when did you get the best of him after being beaten?"
"Yes, it's not me, Old Qiao, but this kid might defeat you!"
Qiao Zuwang became even more furious after hearing this, and slapped the table: "Humph, just wait and see, I will definitely make him walk around without food this time."
On this day, before six o'clock, the courtyard of the Qin family was already overcrowded. They were all neighbors who came to watch the TV. Not only did they bring their families with them, but they also had water cups and melon seeds ready. It was like a movie theater.
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Just as everyone was excitedly waiting for the light raindrops on the TV screen to turn into images, suddenly a group of uninvited guests wearing red hoops broke through the crowd and broke in.
