A few days later, Zheng Guangming finally passed the hurdle in his heart and took the initiative to go down the mountain.
Sun Qianchao took him, as well as the worried Zhou Bingkun and his wife, and the four of them came to a friend's massage parlor.
“It’s okay here~”
"It's pretty good~" Zheng Juan looked at the antique decoration in her eyes, and the sadness she had been feeling finally let go a little.
This is traditional Chinese medicine massage, which is different from the messy ones on the streets now.
Because it is relatively close to the school, Sun Qianchao always came to Songsonggu when he had nothing to do, so he was very familiar with the environment here. He said hello to the front desk and took people upstairs to his friend's office.
After entering, I introduced them to each other.
Then he said directly: "Lao Qi, I will leave this child to you. As far as the relationship between the two of us is concerned, you have to take good care of me, and you have to teach him well and don't hide anything!"
When the owner of the massage shop Qi heard this, he smiled and nodded: "Don't worry, we have been friends for many years."
"Don't worry when you come here. I'll let my eldest brother take care of him. As long as this kid is willing to endure hardships, he can learn as much as he can. He will definitely not be stingy with his craftsmanship!"
"Okay, please. I'll treat you to a drink later~" Sun Qianchao, who was sitting on the sofa in the reception area, thanked him.
Then he turned to look aside and asked, "Kun'er, do you have any questions?"
Zhou Bingkun first glanced at his wife, then shook his head and said, "No, Mr. Wang, Guangming will trouble you next!"
Here Zheng Juan has been holding her brother's hand, her eyes hesitating and struggling.
Finally, he said: "Mr. Qi, I know there are some things I shouldn't say. I hope you don't mind!"
"As a sister, I am really worried. After all, I am visually impaired. Will I be bullied here?"
Massage shop owner Qi also understood this feeling, so he smiled and explained: "What's the point of being angry? It's all human nature, so don't worry!"
"The person I arranged to lead the light just now is my eldest brother. He can't see, so he will definitely not be discriminated against. I can assure you that all able-bodied employees will take care of these disabled people!"
Then she accompanied Guangming to settle down in the dormitory and buy some daily necessities. Although Zheng Juan was reluctant to leave, she followed her husband and left the massage shop step by step.
On the way back, Sun Qunchao saw the worry on the faces of his father and his wife, so he comforted him:
"Don't worry, the owner of this store and I have been friends for nearly ten years, and this place is very close to the school. From now on, I will come here often for a stroll when I have nothing to do. I will definitely take good care of Guangming!"
"Catch up, I really caused trouble for you this time. I don't know what to say. Anyway, thank you!" Zheng Juan said with a grateful face.
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Another seven or eight days passed. Sun Qianchao had no classes that afternoon, so he went for a walk. He saw Zheng Guangming and his master studying, so he didn't go directly to disturb them.
But looking at it from a distance, I found that he lived a good life here. At least he was a little fatter, his mental state was good, and he became much more cheerful when communicating with others.
At this time, the owner of the massage shop, Qi, also came over and sighed: "Catch up, this kid must have suffered a lot since he was a child!"
"I have a very strong learning ability. In just seven or eight days, I learned more than others in a month~"
"Then I'll be relieved~"
After that, Sun Qianchao found a professional technician here, massaged his sore legs from class, and then went home directly.
After arriving home, a strange bicycle parked in the yard. When I opened the door, I found that the person who came was very familiar. He was sitting on the sofa chatting with Comrade Sun.
I changed my slippers at the door, walked over and said enthusiastically: "Master, why are you here? I was thinking of visiting you and my sister-in-law this weekend!"
Sitting on the sofa, Liu Ming heard his apprentice say this and pretended to be unhappy: "Why can't I come? Does this mean you don't welcome me? Being an associate professor is different!"
"It's useless to watch this day!" Sun Qianchan also knew that he was joking.
Then he sat over and said, "Don't leave for a while. The last time we met was at the wedding of Lao Liang's child. It's been more than half a year now. You have to drink well this time!"
"You two, master and apprentice, let's talk. I'm going out for a walk. Liu Ming is staying at home for dinner today, so don't leave!" Sun Guofu stood up directly after saying this and walked toward the door in a hurry.
Liu Ming saw this and said quickly: "Uncle, just stay here, I have nothing else to do here this time!"
"My dad has reached the point. He and his neighbor Uncle Zhang have to play two games every day at this time. Yesterday he lost to someone a pack of cigarettes, and today he is probably anxious to win back!" Sun Ganchao explained with a smile. One sentence.
"Uncle looks really good~" Liu Ming said from the bottom of his heart.
Because his father was almost the same age, but he looked at least ten years older. The old man had been busy all his life.
He had already retired, but now it was time to take care of his old age. As a result, he had to go out and do odd jobs to support his family. After all, he was still incompetent. Liu Ming felt a little uncomfortable thinking about it.
Seeing that the master's tea cup was empty, Sun Qianchao helped pour a cup of tea, and then asked: "How is our factory now?"
"I've been a little busy these past few years, and I haven't taken the time to go back and visit. I just go to pay you and my master a New Year's greeting during the Spring Festival every year, and I pass by and take a look!"
Liu Ming did not answer directly when he heard this, and sighed, with a look of depression on his face. He looked around at the decorations around him and sighed.
"Catch up, you've lived a good life, and now it's really enviable. Look at this house, it's more grand than our factory director's house back then!"
"Master, have you encountered any difficulties? If you need me, just let me know. Whoever is with us, don't be polite!" Sun Qianchan also saw the embarrassment on his face.
"Alas~" Liu Ming sighed more and more frequently in the past two years. They were all forced by life. With three children and two elderly people, they needed money everywhere.
But now, let alone ordinary employees, he, the transportation section chief, can only pay half the salary. No one can do anything about it, and you didn't say anything because the factory director also pays half the salary.
Now that soy sauce can't be sold, it would be good if the factory could open half of its operations. At least it's better than those units that have become obsolete, such as the Hongxing Timber Factory. Wouldn't it just become obsolete? Workers No. 400 to 500 would be laid off immediately. .
"Master, you have to talk, even if you sigh, it won't solve the problem. Tell me and see if I can help!"
In fact, even if Liu Ming didn't say it, Sun Qianchao could roughly guess that although he taught at the university, his eldest brother was the second-in-command in the district after all, so he still knew some things.
Hearing this, Liu Ming took two deep breaths, suppressed the sadness in his heart, and reached out to pat his apprentice on the shoulder.
He said with some discomfort: "Since the reform and opening up in the 1980s, things were better in the first two years!
"The past few years have been getting worse year by year. All kinds of brands have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain. Apart from not being able to sell our products at all, the only few orders we have are just a drop in the bucket!"
"It's simply not enough to support the more than 1,000 people in our factory, so now we basically work one day and have three days off, so the wages are naturally less."
(End of chapter)
