The Han family relied on a widowed mother to take care of five children. It was really the most difficult family in the nearby streets. However, with the help of neighbors and relatives in the countryside, it was smooth sailing, so it was possible to have success later. The Han family has always indulged Meng Xiaoxing and those aunts who came to the capital to enjoy the autumn breeze.
Now the five children of the Han family have all grown up. The youngest Han Chunming also has a temporary job. The two oldest children Han Chunsong and Han Chunxue have also married and started a business. The other two Han Chunsheng and Han Chunyan have also moved. Living alone, Zhou Ming is living very comfortably now. At least he can have a spacious room by himself.
Opening the window next to the desk and looking at the quiet old courtyard outside, Zhou Ming felt the warmth of human fireworks, which was much more interesting than the trivial scenes in "Love in the Courtyard".
Pulling open the old-fashioned lamp on the desk, Zhou Ming picked up a book on the desk and found that it was the "Encyclopedia of Types of Ancient Porcelain". Zhou Ming suddenly looked through it with interest.
After reading this, Zhou Ming was attracted by the content in the book, and then unconsciously forgot the time. Seeing that her youngest son was still awake, Han's mother in the other room quickly urged, "Chunming, you have to get up early to go to work tomorrow." , go to bed quickly!"
"Mom, I understand."
Zhou Ming put down the book in his hand, turned off the desk lamp, and then listened to the summer cicada chirping outside the courtyard, lying on the bed covered with a mat and slowly fell asleep.
At four o'clock in the morning, Mother Han woke up her son who was snoozing, forced him to eat breakfast, and then urged him to go to work.
Cleaning the streets is really hard work. It is extremely tedious and happens all year round. In winter, having to get up early to clean the snow on the streets is really not a torture that ordinary people can bear.
Zhou Ming worked hard in the cleaning team without any complaints. His hard work won the love of his colleagues and neighbors. Looking at the sweet-talking and hard-working Zhou Ming, no one can really dislike him.
"Chunming, some of the garbage in my house is too heavy. Please come in and help me." An aunt went out and looked at Zhou Ming and said.
"OK!"
Zhou Ming smiled and walked into the small courtyard as soon as he entered. Then he saw a big dustpan next to the main house. It was full of discarded dirt. No wonder this aunt ran out to ask for help.
Without saying anything, Zhou Ming ran forward and carried the dustpan filled with dirt out of the courtyard. After dumping it in the garbage truck, Zhou Ming turned around and returned the dustpan to his aunt again.
"Chunming, thank you so much today." The aunt took the dustpan in surprise.
"Auntie, you're welcome. If you have anything to do in the future, just let me know."
"Haha, definitely."
"Snapped!"
Suddenly, there was a sound of something breaking in the courtyard, which interrupted the surprise on the aunt's face, "Damn stinky cat! What was broken again?"
Seeing his aunt turn angrily and return to the courtyard as if she was changing her face in a Sichuan opera, Zhou Ming also followed her in at a loss, and then saw that a vase in the main room was broken.
Zhou Ming looked at the bottom of the bottle in the middle of a pile of fragments. It turned out to be a signature from the Yongzheng period of the Qing Dynasty. With a thought in his heart, he said to his aunt who was bending down to pick up the fragments, "Auntie, I'd better do it!"
"Ah? That's so embarrassing." The aunt said she was embarrassed, but her hands had stopped moving.
"Haha, nothing."
Zhou Ming took off his work clothes smoothly, revealing his vest, and then carefully picked up all the vase fragments on his work clothes, and finally picked them up in a pocket of his work clothes.
"Auntie, can I throw it away for you?"
"Okay! Thank you Chunming."
"Haha, aunt, you're welcome."
Zhou Ming carried a bag of vase fragments and placed them gently in the garbage truck. Then he turned to smile at the aunt who delivered them to the door, and then pulled the garbage truck back to the sanitation team.
Zhou Ming waited anxiously until he got off work, and then returned to the courtyard with a bag of vase fragments. As soon as he returned to his room, he took out all the vase fragments little by little under Han Mu's surprised gaze.
"Chunming, what are you doing there?"
"Mom, this is a good thing."
"Hmph! I see you are not only a street sweeper now, but also a rag picker." Unable to understand what her son was doing, Mother Han turned around and went to cook.
Zhou Ming now not only has treasure appraisal skills, but the system also provides antique repair skills. He took out the tools he had prepared in advance and patiently pieced together the vase fragments little by little. It felt much more interesting than the jigsaw puzzles of later generations.
"Hey! Rag picker!"
"I'll go! You scared me to death." A arrogant voice interrupted Zhou Ming, who was addicted to pasting. Zhou Ming looked at the owner of the voice with a resentful look.
"Hmph! If you don't do anything wrong, you won't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door." Su Meng shook his ponytail, but in Zhou Ming's eyes, it was not cute at all, "Han Chunming, have you done anything wrong?"
"Su Meng, I don't have time to chat with you, so go play by yourself!"
"Han Chunming, you actually drove me away?" Su Meng's eyes widened in shock.
"Su Meng, can you stop getting so close to me?" Zhou Ming looked at "Little Pepper" Su Meng with a wry smile, "I am a street sweeper now, so I must not affect your reputation."
"Han Chunming, I hate you!" Su Meng stomped her feet and turned around angrily, leaving Zhou Ming's window sill in one go.
Looking at the "little pepper"-like Su Meng, Zhou Ming shook his head in boredom. He didn't have the patience to chat with the children here, and he still felt that repairing the vase was more interesting.
After driving away the annoying "Little Pepper" Su Meng, Zhou Ming once again worked selflessly to repair the vase bit by bit. When Han Mu prepared the meal, Zhou Ming only completed one-fifth of it. It was really difficult to repair antiques. This is a A tedious and professional process.
"Chunming, stop playing there and come and eat."
"Okay! I'll come right away."
Zhou Ming put down the fragments of the vase in his hand, then got up and went out to wash his hands. He took the stick noodle steamed buns on the table and started eating. Han Mu fried a potato shreds and a plate of pickles. There were almost no oil stars in sight, but Zhou Ming ate Extraordinarily sweet.
"Chunming, I thought I heard Su Meng coming from the backyard just now?"
"Well, I drove him away."
"Ah? Don't you like to play with her the most? Why did you suddenly change so quickly?"
"Mom, Su Meng is just a willful little girl. I don't think it's fun to play with her."
"Bastard, you've changed too quickly," Mother Han shook her head with a wry smile after hearing her son's futile explanation.
"Haha, Mom, everyone changes." Seeing Mother Han's wry smile, Zhou Ming knew he needed to explain clearly, "I used to be young and ignorant, so I thought the willful Su Meng was cute."
"Hey! You kid is getting weirder and weirder."
After dinner, Zhou Ming returned to his desk and started working again. He worked until about nine o'clock in the evening, and then went to bed at Mother Han's urging.
Zhou Ming had been busy for three days before repairing the vase. Looking at the almost perfect vase with the naked eye, Zhou Ming suddenly felt a sense of pride.
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Today was his first day of salary. With his meager eighteen yuan, Zhou Ming went directly to the grocery store and bought a bottle of Erguotou. It cost Zhou Ming one yuan and twenty cents, but Zhou Ming felt very distressed.
Then Zhou Ming returned home again and gave the remaining sixteen yuan and eighty cents to Han's mother. Then he took the vase he had repaired and the bottle of Erguotou he just bought to his master Guan's house.
"Hey! This is a distinguished guest!" Looking at Zhou Ming running over, Mr. Guan felt very unhappy.
"Old man, I bought a bottle of wine to honor you as soon as my salary was paid. Why aren't you happy?"
"Hmph! You've been working for a month, and now you think of me. Can I be happy?"
"Old man, I'm going to sweep the streets. I'm usually very busy and don't have much time."
"Excuses! These are all excuses."
"Hey, old man, what do you think this is?" Seeing that it was difficult to make Mr. Guan forgive him, Zhou Ming took out his magic weapon.
Mr. Guan looked up inadvertently, and couldn't help but take the vase with his eyes shining, and then he kept stroking and appraising it, and soon he showed an expression of regret.
"Chunming, this is a good thing." Mr. Guan ignored his sulking with Zhou Ming and looked at Zhou Ming with compassion. "It is definitely a blue and white vase from the Yongzheng period of the Qing Dynasty. It was broken like this."
"I came across this pile of debris the other day and tried to fix it myself."
"You brat, you must have been studying secretly for a long time, right?"
"Haha, you've always noticed this." Zhou Ming put Erguotou on the table.
Mr. Guan has always loved wine, but he didn't look up. It wasn't that he didn't like the bottle of Erguotou, and the blue and white bottle in his hand was too precious.
"Chunming, I see you're doing well, take this snuff bottle!" Mr. Guan felt relieved, then took out a snuff bottle and placed it on the table.
Zhou Ming picked up a snuff bottle and examined it carefully, "Ha! What a good guy!"
"Haha! How about it? Is it a good thing?"
"Yes! It's just too good, it's a very good imitation."
"Imitation? I think you are making a fool of yourself."
"Hey, old man, you are willing to use the crappy stuff from the Republic of China that imitated the Qing Dynasty to fool your disciples."
"Hey! I haven't seen you for a month, and my abilities are getting better!"
"Hey, old man, don't fool me anymore by thinking I'm a child."
"Okay! Leave this blue and white vase for me to play with for a few days, and then I'll give you this snuff bottle."
"Old man, you are still so stingy." Zhou Ming looked at Mr. Guan with a resentful look.
"Hey! My own son is not willing to give him a real guy, but I will be willing to give it to you?"
"Old man, if I marry the lazy cat in the future and become your grandson, will you leave all your treasures to me?"
"Chunming, do you want to marry the lazy cat?" Mr. Guan looked up at Zhou Ming in surprise.
"Yes! I know you are the most precious old man, so I can't just watch the fat water go to outsiders!"
"Well, then don't call me master from now on, just call me grandpa."
"Hey! Grandpa."
"Haha, my dear grandson, you finally figured it out." Mr. Guan also touched Zhou Ming's head in surprise.
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Zhou Ming has always understood the principle that God rewards hard work, and his work attitude and results were soon reflected back. In the Beijing street sanitation competition, Zhou Ming won the title of Personal Advancement Standard.
"Chunming, you are so awesome. I didn't expect that you would put a big satellite on our street." Director Liu looked at Zhou Ming in surprise.
"Director, I still need to keep working hard."
"Well, it's good to know how to be humble." Seeing Zhou Ming's modesty and ambition, Director Liu couldn't help but be a little surprised, "Chunming, the neighbors in the area you are responsible for all think highly of you and think you are the most outstanding one." cleaning workers."
Cheng Jianjun's mother also worked in the subdistrict office. When she saw Zhou Ming being praised by Director Liu, she felt very complicated. She couldn't help but think of her eldest son Cheng Jianjun, and she didn't know what hardships he suffered in the ravine in Fang@shan.
"Zhou Ming, look at what this is?" Director Liu looked at Zhou Ming in front of him with increasing satisfaction, and then handed over an application form.
"Recommended application form for college?"
"Yes! The worker, peasant, and soldier student system was just implemented this year, and you have been specially approved by your superiors."
"..." Zhou Ming really wanted to say whether he could refuse. He would rather continue sweeping the streets, "Thank you, director! Thank you, leader."
"Well, God rewards hard work, and the leader will not treat you badly."
"Yes! Director."
At this time, Cheng Jianjun's mother's eyes were about to burst into flames. She was really jealous this time. She felt that her son Cheng Jianjun was much better than Zhou Ming, but now he could only eat dirt in the ravine. At this moment, Cheng Jianjun's mother He also thought about letting Cheng Jianjun pretend to be ill and return to the city, and then the trustee would also arrange a place for his son to go to college.
Other staff at the sub-district office also looked at Zhou Ming with envy. It was really tempting to be able to go to college without taking the exam at the age of seventeen.
Only he knows the pain in Zhou Ming's heart. Even his mother may not understand him. After all, they don't have Zhou Ming's God's perspective.
Seeing that he had only worked as a street sweeper for a year and was taken over by another young man, Zhou Ming returned home with a wry smile, and then told Han's mother that he had been recommended to go to college.
"Chunming, are you serious?" Mother Han looked at Zhou Ming in surprise.
"Yes! After this summer vacation, I can register at Peking University when school starts."
"Great! This is really a great event for our family." Mother Han couldn't contain her surprise, and then she made arrangements with a smile, "I'll ask someone to get your brothers and sisters back later, and I'll buy some meat. Today our family eat dumplings."
Looking at the surprised Mother Han in front of him, Zhou Ming felt as if he had eaten Coptis chinensis. Then he sat alone at his desk, looking at the blue sky outside the window and smiling bitterly.
"Han Chunming, I heard that you were recommended to go to college?"
"Yes!" Zhou Ming knew it was "Little Pepper" Su Meng without even raising his head.
"Ah? Then why do I see that you are not happy at all?"
"I don't like studying, I just like sweeping the streets, can't I?" Zhou Ming said angrily.
"Virtue! You still behave well when you get an advantage." Su Meng mocked, turned around and left sourly.
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