At night, when the children fell asleep, the grandson and grandson chatted quietly.
"Old Sun, if the second super coach is only 16 years old this year, how dare you hand over so much money to him~" Grandma was a little worried.
When Sun's father heard this, he said proudly:
"You may not think of this kid from the Second Super League because he is young, but what he said will convince you. Whether our Sun family can turn around in the future will probably depend on this kid~"
"I can't help but spend this money. I have worked hard to save it for more than ten years, but all of a sudden I lost so much~" Grandmother still felt a little distressed.
"Okay, don't think about money anymore. They are all external things. As long as the children can live a good life, it is worth spending no matter how much money you spend~" Sun's father comforted
Grandmother nodded, and then suggested to her husband:
"Master, when Dawei and Xiaoli leave, prepare some food stamps and money for them. We can survive here no matter what, but we will definitely not have enough food in the countryside~"
"Listen to me~" Sun's father sighed.
What the couple didn't know was that Sun Xiaoli had not fallen asleep. When she heard what her mother said, tears flowed directly from her eyes. In order not to make a sound, she covered her head in the quilt.
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Early the next morning, Sun Qianchao finished his breakfast and left home in a majestic and high-spirited manner under the eager eyes of his family.
I took the bus and came directly to a family home, but instead of going in directly, I planned to buy something from a nearby supply and marketing cooperative. After all, it would be too naive for you to come to ask for help with nothing.
Because it was relatively close, Sun rushed to the supply and marketing cooperative in less than a few minutes' walk.
When I went inside, I saw several salesmen inside reading newspapers, eating melon seeds, and even chatting together. They didn't pay attention to the customers who came in. They looked very cool.
After looking around, Sun Qianchao didn't know what to buy, because it was winter now, so don't think about fruits or anything like that. Even if they were available, they would be in short supply and would not be sold in supply and marketing cooperatives.
At this time, the salesperson who was eating melon seeds also noticed Sun Qianchao.
He just rolled his eyes sideways and said in a bad tone: "What are you doing? Do you want to buy something? If you can't afford it, leave as soon as possible~"
Seeing this, Sun Qianchao took a deep breath and forced a smile: "Hello comrade, help me get two pounds of sugar, one pound of peanuts, two bottles of Xifeng wine..."
After hearing this, the salesperson didn't take the item immediately. Instead, he looked at Sun Qunchao up and down with a suspicious look, as if to say, can you, a poor person like you, afford it?
Sun Qianchao didn't care. He had already experienced the arrogance of the supply and marketing cooperative before. There was even a slogan hanging in the most conspicuous place: Do not beat or scold customers without reason.
Moreover, the supply and marketing cooperative is a very good organization. The salespersons who can work here are not simple, and they are definitely not something that I can afford.
So I pretended to pass it from my pocket, but actually from space, I handed over candy coupons, non-staple food coupons, wine coupons, etc., plus money.
At this time, the salesperson with high hands but low eyesight opened her mouth wide. She really didn't expect that this young man who was not very well dressed and looked young could actually come up with so many tickets and money.
Shocked, he no longer looked down upon him, wondering if this was a relative of the leader's family, so he hurriedly went to help get the things.
In the end, Sun Qianchao came directly to the district family courtyard under the envious eyes of everyone, holding many things that seemed very expensive now.
After arriving at the door, my mind moved, and I turned around and walked to the security booth on the side. After entering, I saw an old man in his 50s inside reading a newspaper.
"Uncle, I'm here to see Director Wu. I'm a classmate with his son~" Sun Qianchao said and took out a bag of big Qianmen.
I lit one myself, handed one to the gatekeeper, and put the rest on the table.
Uncle Qin, the gatekeeper, naturally noticed it and nodded secretly, thinking that this boy would cause trouble. He was usually a 12 cents big cock, but he couldn't bear to spend money to buy this 35 cents big front door.
So he took a nice sip: "Boy, it's a coincidence that you are here today. I just saw Director Wu going home just now. You can go directly. His home is at xxxx!"
Uncle Qin didn't even ask Sun what he was doing here. He had so many things in his hand. Wasn't it obvious that the lice on the bald man's head were there?
After that, Sun Qianchao did not leave directly. Instead, he smoked and chatted with the doorman to see if he could get some useful information.
His eyes were quite ruthless, and he could tell at a glance that Uncle Qin had a gunshot wound on his palm.
So he complimented him: "Uncle, looking at your spirit, you must have been a soldier and fought against little devils~"
This sentence tickled Uncle Qin's skin. He raised his left hand and said very proudly:
"That's necessary. I remember when I was fighting Japanese in Jiaodong, and later I went to the Northeast to be bald. If I hadn't injured my hands and suffered from being uneducated, I wouldn't be here guarding the gate~"
Sun Qianchao climbed up the pole with a surprised expression: "Uncle, I didn't expect that you are also from Shandong."
"What a coincidence. I am also from Shandong, from Wendeng. We are all fellow villagers. My father really couldn't survive at home, so he fled here~"
When Uncle Qin heard this, he became even more enthusiastic because his hometown was in the county next door to Wendeng. This was a case of meeting an old friend in a foreign land. Then, like pouring beans through a bamboo tube, he took the initiative to introduce Director Wu's situation.
"Thank you so much, sir. Since we are fellow villagers, you can keep this for yourself~"
Sun Qianchao took another full package from his pocket and handed it over to the front door. The seventh-rank official in front of the prime minister's door would not make any mistakes if he formed a good relationship.
After Uncle Qin waited for Sun to catch up and leave, he carefully hid the cigarette. He couldn't let his wife see it, otherwise he would be said to be a prodigal.
At the same time, he sighed to himself: "This kid will definitely be a figure in the future~"
Here, Sun Qianchao followed the address given by Uncle Qin and went directly to the door of Wu Guoqiang, the deputy director of the district (reform) committee, and knocked on the door. After all, he was the second-in-command in the district and lived in a rare unit building. .
Today, Wu Guoqiang was sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper and resting because he had some entertainment in the afternoon, when he heard a knock on the door.
He directly ordered to his son in the bedroom: "Xiao Fan, hurry up and open the door~"
"Got it~" Wu Pingfan walked out of the bedroom directly after answering, but he was fatter and walked a little slower.
After opening the door, he looked surprised when he saw the person coming: "Catch up?"
"Come in quickly~" After Wu Pingfan came to his senses, he also welcomed people in for the sake of helping him before.
"Who are you~" Wu Guoqiang on the sofa frowned and asked when he saw that he didn't recognize the person coming.
Before Sun Qianchao could speak, Wu Pingfan on the side directly introduced him: "Dad, don't you remember? This is Sun Qianchao, my junior high school classmate, we had the best relationship in the past few years~"
Although Wu Guoqiang still didn't think of it after hearing this, he said politely:
"Look at uncle's memory. Since he is Xiaofan's classmate, he shouldn't leave. He'll stay at home for dinner~"
After saying that, he continued to look at the newspaper in his hand. Even if Sun Qianchao had sugary peanuts or something in his hand, it didn't deserve too much attention.
Sun Qunchao was not surprised when he saw this. He couldn't bear to let his child trap the wolf, so he took out the bicycle ticket he had received before from his pocket.
He gritted his teeth and handed it over directly: "Brother Fan, this is for you~"
Wu Pingfan looked at the bicycle ticket in his hand and was a little confused: "Catch up, what are you doing?"
Sun Qunchao deliberately raised his voice and said: "Brother Fan, aren't you going to work in the tractor factory? I think it's inconvenient for you without a bicycle. I happen to have a bicycle ticket at home, so I won't send it to you~ "
At this time, Wu Guoqiang on the side couldn't help but look sideways at him. Although it was not very difficult to get a bicycle ticket from his current position, it was not something he could get out just because he wanted to. Where did this young man get it? ?
(End of chapter)
