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Chapter 1040 Aunt Song Ying, can you be my guardian?

Qin Jianjun and his wife saw that they had become the target of public criticism and had no way to defend themselves. They could only cower and lower their heads.

However, Director Qi and Secretary Zhang looked at each other and began to feel troubled again.

"Director Qi, does this child have any other relatives?"

Director Qi smiled bitterly and shook his head.

The neighbors around fell silent, and even Song Ying was at a loss for a moment.

A very realistic problem lies before them. Qin Hao is still too young. If he lives with Qin Jianjun and his wife, at least he can have something to eat. If Qin Jianjun and his wife are deprived of custody, how can an eight-year-old child survive in this world?

In 1977, materials were still scarce and every household had its own difficulties. Raising one more child meant more expenses. Many people could not even feed their own children, so how could they afford to raise another child?

Sympathy is sympathy, but when it comes to practical problems, sympathy alone cannot solve them.

Qin Jianjun and his wife couldn't help but feel secretly proud when they saw this. Qin Jianjun rolled his eyes and said to Director Qi.

"Director Qi, we were just confused at the time. How about this? I'll write a self-criticism and promise not to beat the children again. After all, this is our family's business, so let's just solve it behind closed doors."

As he said that, he was about to reach out to pull Qin Hao.

Qin Hao shook his hand away, then pulled Song Ying's hand, motioned her to bend down, and whispered in her ear.

"Aunt Song Ying, can you be my guardian?"

Song Ying was embarrassed when she heard this. Although her family had two working parents and her husband Lin Wufeng was an engineer in a compressor factory and earned higher wages than ordinary workers, in 1977 it was still the planned economy era and tickets were needed to buy daily necessities such as grain, oil, meat and cloth. The tickets they were allocated were just enough for the family of three. Raising one more child would inevitably affect her son's quality of life.

"Auntie Song Ying, don't worry, you don't have to worry about my daily necessities and where to live. I will take care of them. You just need to be my guardian."

Song Ying asked with a puzzled look on her face: "How do you solve it?"

"Then you agree." Qin Hao said this without giving Song Ying a chance to refuse. He ran directly to Director Qi and Secretary Zhang and tugged at the corners of their clothes.

"Uncle Qi, Uncle Zhang."

Director Qi and Secretary Zhang both looked at Qin Hao with pity. The bruises all over his body were really shocking.

"Child, your uncle promises that he will never beat you again, otherwise..."

Before Director Qi could finish his words, Qin Hao interrupted him abruptly.

"Director Qi, my second uncle has taken over my father's job. Logically, his monthly salary should be thirty-two yuan, right?"

Director Qi nodded subconsciously: "That's right."

"So, the factory pays him 52 yuan a month, and 20 yuan of it is actually my father's pension. Can I understand it this way?"

Director Qi nodded again: "Yes, your father is great. He died in the line of duty to save state-owned assets. The factory paid him a one-time pension of 600 yuan. In addition, considering that he has parents and children to support, the factory gives him an additional subsidy of 20 yuan per month."

"Child, what exactly do you want to say?"

Qin Hao looked up and said slowly to Director Qi: "Uncle Qi, I want to apply to sever my relationship with my second uncle's family. I am still young and cannot live independently, so I would like to ask the factory to give me the 20 yuan subsidy every month. Also, the house where my second uncle's family lives is also my mother's. Considering that they still have a father and a grandmother who have nowhere to live, I can only take one room, and the other rooms can continue to let them live there."

Director Qi and Secretary Zhang were dumbfounded when they heard this. They never thought that an eight-year-old child would make such a request. The key point was that the plan proposed by the child was well-reasoned and well-organized, and it also took into account the two elderly people, the grandfather and the grandmother, and was highly feasible.

Upon hearing this, the neighbors around also looked at Qin Hao in surprise.

Song Ying finally understood what Qin Hao meant when he said that she didn't have to bear the living expenses or worry about where to live.

"Is this really something an eight-year-old could come up with? Or did Huijuan foresee this day coming and think of a way out for the child in advance?"

The more Song Ying thought about it, the more she felt it was possible. She and Huijuan had been good friends for more than ten years. In her impression, Huijuan had always been a person who liked to plan, and would make plans in advance no matter what she did.

Qin Jianjun and his wife became anxious when they heard this. Their original monthly salary of 52 yuan, plus extra coupons for grain, oil, cloth and meat, was enough to feed their whole family. Now, 20 yuan would be reduced, and they would have to tighten their belts to make ends meet, along with the corresponding supplies.

Not to mention them, even the old couple of the Qin family panicked and cried to Qin Hao.

"Haozi, little kid, you shouldn't say that. After all, you have the blood of our Qin family flowing in your veins. Even if your bones are broken, your tendons are still connected..."

Before they could finish their words, Qin Hao interrupted them.

"Father and grandmother, you have to rely on my uncle and aunt for your retirement and ignore me. I don't blame you, but I can't stay in the Qin family anymore, otherwise I might die one day and I won't even know how I died."

As he said that, Qin Hao knelt down and kowtowed three times to them.

"I'm returning these three heads to you on behalf of my father. I want to thank you for giving birth to me and raising me. Heaven is my witness. From today on, I will sever all ties with you two and we will have no further connection."

Qin Hao kowtowed three times so loudly and quickly that he stood up before the old couple of the Qin family could react.

Seeing that Qin Hao had already hit his head and was bleeding, the neighbors around him all looked at the old couple of the Qin family with contempt.

"What a good child! How could he be forced to this point?"

"Alas, Jianguo and his wife are so unlucky. Such a good child will definitely have a bright future."

Song Ying wiped the blood from Qin Hao's forehead with a handkerchief, her eyes full of heartache.

Qin Hao saw it all and could only feel guilty in his heart: I'm sorry, Aunt Song, I took advantage of your kindness, I will definitely compensate you double in the future.

Faced with such a hellish start, he could only resort to this last resort, otherwise there would be endless disasters.

Seeing this, Qin Jianjun and his wife were completely panicked and quickly jumped out to object.

"Just kowtow a few times and that's it? Did your father and grandmother raise you for nothing for so many years?"

Qin Hao said coldly, "It's true that my father and grandmother raised my father, but my father's pension has already been given to you. What else do you want? Do you have to eat me up completely to count it as a reward?"

The neighbors around nodded when they heard this.

"Yes, six hundred yuan, more than ten years' salary, should be enough to repay the kindness of raising me."

"More than rich. In the past, raising a child was enough as long as he didn't starve to death. It didn't cost much throughout the year. Besides, he is an eight-year-old now, penniless. What else do you expect from him? Do you want him to give his bones to his father and his flesh to his mother? That's not Nezha."

Qin Jianjun and his wife were speechless and could only bite the bullet and speak to Director Qi and Secretary Zhang.

"Leaders, you can't listen to this kid's nonsense. He is only eight years old. If he cuts off his relationship with us, he won't even have a guardian. How can an eight-year-old child receive a salary? It's ridiculous."

This really stumped Director Qi and Secretary Zhang. Indeed, it was impossible for the factory to give wages to an eight-year-old child, let alone daily necessities. The accounts could not be made.

Qin Hao saw this and pulled Song Ying's hand: "Aunt Song Ying, are you willing to be my guardian?"

Song Ying looked at the shocking scars on Qin Hao's thin body and the blood on his forehead, gritted her teeth, and pulled Qin Hao to Director Qi and Secretary Zhang.

"I'll be his guardian!"

Qin Jianjun and his wife felt like their tails were stepped on, and they almost jumped three feet high.

"Song Ying, I think you are just coveting our salary, don't even think about getting your way!"

Song Ying was not someone to be trifled with. She put her hands on her hips, immediately started fighting mode, and retorted to Qin Jianjun and his wife.

"I, Song Ying, am not like some people who take advantage of my brother and sister-in-law and abuse their only child. My family is a working family, so it is more than enough to support one child. There is no need to take food from one child. I, Song Ying, promise the teacher that every penny of this child's subsidy in the future will be spent on him. If you break this oath, I will be struck by lightning!"

After Director Qi and Secretary Zhang discussed in whispers for a while, they made the announcement directly without paying attention to Qin Jianjun and his wife's tantrum.

"Then follow what Haozi just said. From now on, the factory will give Comrade Song Ying the subsidy that belongs to his father every month until he turns 18."

As soon as Director Qi finished speaking, Secretary Zhang also cleared his throat.

"Regarding the house issue, Haozi will live in one room, and the rest will be for your family to live in. But you are not allowed to touch him again. Everyone in the neighborhood, please help keep an eye on him. If Haozi gets any injuries, I'll show you how I'll deal with you!"

Upon hearing this, the neighbors all echoed: "Secretary Zhang, don't worry, we will keep an eye on them."

Qin Jianjun and his wife refused to give in and tried to stop the two leaders from leaving.

Director Qi was a former soldier. He glared at you and said, "If you keep making trouble, I will call the police to handle it. If you are imprisoned for child abuse, it will be hard to say whether you can keep your job."

Qin Jianjun was shocked. He lost 20 yuan and a room. Although it hurt, if he lost his job, how would he support his family? His wife might even divorce him.

Just as Director Qi and Secretary Zhang were about to leave, they were stopped by Qin Hao.

"Uncle Qi, Uncle Zhang, can you take me and Aunt Song Ying to the police station to get a guardian change certificate?"

Director Qi rubbed Qin Hao's head and said with a smile: "He is a smart kid, and he knows a lot."

"Okay, I'll take you there."

It took about an hour in total to complete the guardian change procedures. As for the household registration, Qin Hao's deceased father worked in other places in his early years and his household registration was also in other places. Later, he was transferred back to Suzhou Iron and Steel Plant and opened a separate household registration. Therefore, Qin Hao's household registration is directly under his father Qin Jianguo, but now he is the only one left in this household registration.

It was already past seven in the evening when they finished their work, so Song Ying took Qin Hao back to her home.

At this time, Lin Wufeng had just rushed back from get off work, and Lin Dongzhe was already screaming with hunger.

"You must be little Qin Hao, come and sit down. From now on, you can treat this place as your home."

Lin Wufeng also learned what happened from his neighbors, but he did not blame Song Ying. If it had happened to someone else's family, it would have caused a huge uproar. After all, raising another child is a big deal.

"Thank you, Uncle Lin." Qin Hao sat on the chair with an obedient look. Having traveled through so many worlds, he had some experience in pretending to be a child.

Song Ying gave her husband a grateful look, and the two smiled at each other, and everything was said without words.

"Mom, I'm hungry. I'm almost starving to death." Lin Dongzhe held his stomach with an exaggerated expression.

Song Ying rolled her eyes at him in annoyance and said, "Alright, got it. I'll cook for you right away. Lin Wufeng, you're still grinning foolishly here. Look at your son, he's as dirty as a mud monkey. Why don't you give him a bath?"

"Okay, I'll wash him." Lin Wufeng said and grabbed Lin Dongzhe to take a bath.

Qin Hao was sitting there feeling a little bored when Song Ying came over with a can of yellow peaches.

"Good boy, eat."

Qin Hao did not answer: "Aunt Song Ying, you don't have to take special care of me. I feel uncomfortable if you do this. Also, you can just call me Haozi from now on. My parents call me that."

"This child speaks like a little adult. Auntie won't accompany you. I'll go cook first." Song Ying touched Qin Hao's head with pity.

"Well, Aunt Song Ying, you can go ahead and do your work. You don't have to cook for me. I've already eaten."

"Eat a little. Don't worry. Your appetite won't break your Aunt Song. Both of them are working."

While Song Ying was cooking, Lin Wufeng finally finished bathing Lin Dongzhe. The little guy was dark and fat, and quite strong. He just couldn't sit still for a moment, and as soon as he entered the house, he curiously came up to Qin Hao.

"Your uncle and aunt beat you up. Why are you so stupid? You just stood there and let them beat you up. Couldn't you just run away?"

Lin Wufeng's face turned black, and he scolded, "Lin Dongzhe, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Lin Dongzhe muttered: "It's not even possible to ask."

"Run? Where can you run to? Don't you have to go home in the end?" Qin Hao didn't care and answered casually.

Upon hearing this, Lin Wufeng secretly sighed at the child's maturity.

Lin Dongzhe thought for a moment and said, "It seems so, but every time I run out, my mother won't beat me when it's time to eat."

Then, Lin Dongzhe patted Qin Hao's shoulder again: "If they beat you again in the future, tell me and I will protect you."

Song Ying just brought out the dishes. Her face changed and she grabbed Lin Dongzhe's ear and yelled, "Your brother Qin Hao is injured. Try touching him without any mercy again."

Lin Dongzhe was gritting his teeth in pain and could only try to ask Lin Wufeng for help.

However, his father, who had always spoiled him, took advantage of the situation and slapped him in the face.

"Don't touch your brother Qin Hao until he recovers from his injuries, or you'll be in trouble."

Lin Dongzhe pursed his lips in dissatisfaction: "Humph, if you don't want to touch me, then don't touch me."

"Eat, eat, Haozi."

"Then I won't be polite."

"This is your home from now on. Aunt Song and Uncle Lin are your family. Why are you being polite to us?"

Lin Dongzhe was unhappy when he heard this, and said with a pursed mouth: "What about me?"

"Haha, yes, yes, and you too. How could I forget about you, my little ancestor?" Song Ying chuckled with her hands covering her mouth.

After dinner, Qin Hao rejected Song Ying's invitation to sleep with Lin Dongzhe.

"Aunt Song, I have to go back and watch, otherwise they might move all the furniture in the room. Those are what my parents left for me, and I can't give them to them."

Song Ying and Lin Wufeng looked at Qin Hao's frail back as he left and sighed.

"How could such a good child have such relatives as Qin Jianjun and his wife?" (End of this chapter)