Divination in the 1970s

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Luo Wensong took a dustpan filled with firewood to the kitchen. When he came out, he looked in the direction of his father. Seeing that his father was still busy there, he was eager to do something.

He walked over involuntarily and said with a flattering smile: "Dad, you see, there is nothing to do in the team today. Why don't I take my little sister to the county town? You are the captain. It would be bad if they can't find you when they need you."

Luo Tugen was tying a cushion to the back seat of the bicycle. His little girl was going to the county town, and he happened to have something to go to the county town. The road along the way was not easy to walk at all.

He was worried that his little girl would feel uncomfortable, so he thought of tying a cushion to her so that she would be more comfortable when sitting up.

How could he know that before the pad was even tied, his eldest son came to grab the job.

He had just got a new bike and it was not new to him yet, how could he bear to let his son ruin it?

Not to mention that the bike was bought for him by the young lady, and he planned to ride it until the day he died.

"I went to the county town for serious business, what do you want to do if you don't go to work? With your three-legged cat skills, I'm afraid you will make my little sister fall. Don't stare at my bike all day, buy one yourself if you have the ability."

He felt that his eldest son was really tactless and didn't speak politely at all.

Luo Wensong felt that he had suffered 10,000 points of damage. He was a bit gloating when he saw his second brother being scolded by his mother that day. Now that he was the one being scolded, why did he feel so uncomfortable?

His father was talking without any pain in his waist, as if he had bought the bicycle himself. If there was no younger sister, his father would still have no bike to ride.

With a filial daughter, he can now squeeze out his son and let him buy a bike for himself.

The money in the family is in the hands of his mother. He has never taken even 20 yuan alone. Could it be that his father didn't know and deliberately rubbed salt into his wounds? How can they get along happily in the future?

He was in a depressed mood, but suddenly an idea came to him. He thought that his wife was about to give birth, and it would be best if she gave birth to a daughter. If the nephew of the other family was filial to the uncle, maybe the niece of his family would be filial to the aunt. Then he could have a filial daughter to buy a bike.

"Dad, I actually envy you for having a good daughter like my younger sister. Otherwise, we don't know when we can buy a bike."

Feeling confident, he was not afraid of his father and went straight to him.

Luo Tugen's hand slipped while tying the mat, and he almost threw the iron wire in his hand to his eldest son.

This son was born to be a debt collector. He had never been filial to him after raising him for so long. He had to help him marry a daughter-in-law, and maybe he would have to help raise his grandson in the future.

I feel ashamed just thinking about it. Now I am actually slandering my father. If I had known, I would not have blamed my son.

"Wensong, you are not ashamed to say this. You are several years older than your younger sister. You are going to be a father now. I raised you with my own hands and even found you a wife. If I hadn't spent so much money on you, our family would not even be able to buy a bicycle?"

Luo Wensong's arrogance was immediately suppressed. Now there is no sign of a promising daughter, but he still has to make a living under his father. It is better to be honest.