Yi Feng didn't expect that Gu Muxi would play a trick on him at the last minute. After persuading him and repeatedly assuring that he had not bullied Gu Muxi,

Yi Feng finally dispelled his mother's suspicion. After returning home, Meng Xiaoyun went to the kitchen to cook, and Yi Feng stayed in the living room by himself.

This house is not big. It is the employee housing allocated by the Third Steel Rolling Plant. It has two bedrooms and a living room, and is 80 square meters.

Looking around the living room, none of the wooden tables and chairs in the living room are new. All of them have traces of repairs by his father.

The set of fabric sofas in the living room was replaced by Gu Muxi's family. There is a cloth cover on the sofa, which was sewn by his mother to protect the fabric of the sofa, for fear that something would dirty the only sofa of a higher grade.

In the middle of the living room, there is a second-hand 21-inch Hitachi color TV, which is square and very bulky.

His father bought this second-hand TV at the flea market for 800 yuan.

800 yuan was a huge sum of money for him at that time. At that time, his monthly salary was only 700 yuan.

This second-hand color TV is also the only home appliance in the house.

There is nothing on the wall of the living room except for the wedding photos of his parents and his own awards from childhood to adulthood. It is not an exaggeration to say that the house is bare.

The decoration of the entire hall is simple, plain, but also very warm.

Yi Feng knew that his family had no money and was very poor.

In this life, he hoped that his parents could live a better life and no longer have to rush around for a few buckets of rice.

He clenched his fists, his nails digging deep into the flesh, took a deep breath, and made up his mind.

Dad, Mom, I will never let you have regrets in this life!

There will be no more children who want to support their parents, but they are no longer there!

I will definitely use my own hands to protect you from wind and rain!

Yi Feng turned on the TV, but saw that the TV screen occasionally had a distorted screen and was completely unwatchable.

It seems that it should be repaired.

He ran to his parents' room and found the toolbox.

Half an hour later, Meng Xiaoyun in the kitchen heard that there was no sound of TV in the living room, only the sound of ding-dong.

""Son, what are you doing?" Meng Xiaoyun shouted in the kitchen, but got no response.

She was confused, washed her hands, wiped them on her apron, and walked out of the kitchen.

"You, what are you doing?"Meng Xiaoyun was stunned when she saw the TV casing and parts scattered on the floor of the living room.

"Mom, I'm repairing the TV."Yi Feng said without raising his head, concentrating on it. After all, he is an outstanding graduate of the computer major of Guangzhou University. Repairing computers and designing IC boards are just one of his professional skills. He can repair the very complicated computer motherboards in his previous life. This Planting old home appliances is no big deal, it’s just a trivial matter to him.

"What?! Repairing a TV? My little ancestor! You must not break it!"

"If your dad comes back and finds out, he'll give you a spanking!"Meng Xiaoyun was startled and hurried over to dissuade him.

"How do you, a kid who hasn't even graduated from high school, know how to repair a TV?"

"Come on, stop it, your dad will be back soon!"

"Hey, mom, I got it!"Yi Feng breathed a sigh of relief, grinned, raised his head and said

""I've got you, you big-headed ghost, put it back quickly!" Meng Xiaoyun said with a straight face.

""Okay, I'll put it back right away."

Yi Feng reassembled the TV and moved it back to the TV cabinet.

He pressed the power button.

"Zhi~"

The TV screen flickered, then turned on normally, and the color screen returned to normal.

Meng Xiaoyun was stunned when she saw this!

"Oh my god, son, this, this... you really fixed it?!"

The TV had been broken for so long, and she was reluctant to take it to be repaired. It would cost a lot of money to repair a TV.

Unexpectedly, her son actually fixed it!

Shocked!

Yi Feng clapped his hands,"It should be fine. I just checked and found that one of the resistors on the mainboard was broken. I wrapped it with wire and it fixed it."

""Huh? What? What is that?" Meng Xiaoyun was confused.

"Hey, it's fine as long as it's fixed. If it's not fixed, your dad will punish you when he comes back!" Meng Xiaoyun said with a smile.

The TV was fixed and she didn't have to spend money to fix it. She was really happy.

As she was talking, footsteps came from the stairs outside the door, followed by the sound of the door opening.

""Wife, son, I'm back." A vicissitudes of life and tired voice sounded.

The door opened and Yi Jianbing appeared at the door in a dirty blue factory uniform.

His hair was messy, like a bird's nest, and the blue factory uniform on his chest was no longer blue.

""Dad, you're back!" Yi Feng greeted happily.

The father in his memory has always been taciturn. He is a good old man and a good father. He silently contributes to the family, works hard and never complains.

He is only in his early forties, but his temples are already gray and there are a few wrinkles on his dark face, making him look much older than his peers, and he looks like he is fifty years old.

Yi Jianjun saw his son and smiled on his tired face,"Yeah, I was a little busy before work today and came back late."

"Honey, is the food ready? I'm so hungry."

"It's almost time. I'm going to cook two dishes. You go wash your hands first. Your hands are all black as briquettes."Meng Xiaoyun covered her mouth and smiled.

"Hey, I'll go wash it now." Yi Jianjun laughed innocently, put down the sack, and went into the toilet to wash his hands.

After a while, he came out again and noticed that the TV series was on, playing the popular TV series"Palace of Song Dynasty"

"Why? How come the TV can be turned on again? Isn't it broken?"

""Wife, have you taken it to someone to repair it?" He wiped his hands with a towel and asked in confusion.

Meng Xiaoyun took out a plate of stir-fried water spinach and said proudly:"Your son just repaired it!"

"What? My son fixed it?" Yi Jianjun was stunned and looked at Yi Feng in astonishment.

It was unbelievable!

Yi Feng scratched his head and said with a smile:"Dad, I also fixed it according to the method in the magazine. I didn’t expect that I could really fix it."

"Haha! You are awesome, son! You are a genius!"

"You will definitely be more successful than me in the future!" Yi Jianjun clapped his hands excitedly.

Parents seem to feel very happy and relieved as long as they see their children make a little progress.

"Hehe, it's just a coincidence." Yi Feng said modestly.

Yi Jianjun came over, patted him on the shoulder, and encouraged him:"Son, you have to study hard and go to college in the future. Don't be uneducated like me."

"In this world, only by studying hard, going to college, and becoming a college student can you succeed!"

Hearing his father's earnest teachings, Yi Feng nodded heavily,"Yes, Dad, I know."

Meng Xiaoyun brought out the second dish, bitter melon fried pork slices

"The dishes are all here, ready to eat!"

The three of them sat around the dining table.

A family of three, one pot of porridge and two vegetables.

One plate of fried water spinach, which can be seen as leftover water spinach stems, because there are no tender leaves.

The other plate of bitter gourd meat slices, The number of meat slices can be counted at a glance.

Fifteen slices, almost two taels of meat.

Yi Feng looked at these two dishes. He had never felt that his family was poor before, because he could eat meat almost every day..

But now it seems that the family is really... not rich!

"Eat, son. Why are you standing there? Eat more meat. You seem to have lost weight recently. Meng Xiaoyun put two pieces of meat in his bowl.

His father took a sip of wine, pushed the meat in front of him, and ate the bitter melon.

"Well, today's bitter melon is quite crispy. Wife, you picked it well."Yi Jianjun praised.

Yi Feng couldn't help but shed tears as he watched this scene.

This feeling of being loved by his parents deeply touched his heart.

At the same time, he also felt sad for the embarrassing life in front of him.

Dad, Mom , I swear, I will definitely let you live a good life in the future!

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