On the morning of the 27th of the twelfth lunar month, outside the noisy Jichun Railway Station, Zhou Bingkun picked up Zhou Zhigang who had just gotten off the train.
"Your brother and sister are all back?"
"No, they will take the car tomorrow morning." He reached out to take a large package carried by his father very naturally. Zhou Bingkun weighed it and said, "Dad, what are you doing? I didn't say all that in the letter. Well, we have everything at home, so there is no need to carry so many things. You said you are not tired enough after all this trouble."
"As you said, who can have too much when you have something?" Zhou Zhigang patted his old son on the shoulder, turned around and walked out with a bag in hand: "Don't they all say that bacon is delicious, I have more this time. I carried a few pieces back. Your brother's father-in-law and his family gave two as a gift, and we ate the rest during the Chinese New Year. There were also some sausages, which tasted good. I also saved a few pieces of soap and a few pairs of rubber shoes. Our leader gave us two more buckets of green tea. We have to live frugally, and we don’t dare to spend money lavishly. Just say that the rubber shoes and soap are all from good money."
"You have to tell Brother Yan about this. He eats well, drinks well, smokes well, and doesn't deal with him at all."
"That's because Xiaoyan is talented. He can treat people. Those who have been cured thank him and give him whatever they want. In the final analysis, it's because he has good skills and a better mind. Don't say you can't compare, neither can your elder brother."
"Dad, what do you mean, I can't compare to my elder brother?"
"Hey, you kid, you are almost thirty, and you still look like a child." Zhou Zhigang was stunned for a moment, shook his head and smiled: "Your eldest brother is a college student, and his father-in-law is a high-ranking official. We are not in the same league as you. What's the matter? Comparable? All I ask of you is to work diligently, be a down-to-earth person, take good care of your wife and children, don’t ask for wealth, and be safe and don’t go astray. Can you do this? , this life will be considered complete. Your brother, sister, and others are not as good as you."
"No matter how old I am, I am still a child in front of you and my mother. I am the oldest member of our Zhou family." Zhou Bingkun grinned stupidly, took out two cigarettes from his pocket, and compared them with his biological father: "Smoking ,dad."
After looking at the words on the cigarette box, Zhou Zhigang reached out and took one. Let his son light it with a lighter. He took a puff and said, "This cigarette is no good. It's not as strong as my cigarette. Why are you still smoking?" ?”
"I'm just running around. I can't stop smoking and drinking. I've been smoking every now and then for several years. Dad, can I tell you something?"
"Um."
"Say it first, don't be impatient."
"Huh?" Zhou Zhigang paused, his kind and kind face suddenly drooped, and he frowned and said, "What did you do again?"
Now that it has come to this, Zhou Bingkun simply said: "I no longer work in the soy sauce factory. I am now doing business in Pengcheng. But dad, don't worry, I know you value the iron rice bowl, so I begged Brother Yan to give me a job in the soy sauce factory." The factory retains its staff, but does not receive wages. If you want to work in the future, you can go back at any time."
Zhou Zhigang's expression softened again, he turned around and continued walking: "What business are you doing in Pengcheng?"
"Selling herbal tea, my brother gave me the recipe. People there love to drink herbal tea. I took the recipe my brother gave me and hired people to make tea bags there, which is to mix various medicinal materials and tea. Okay, then add as much water as instructed and just put the pot on the pot and cook. The vendors on Hong Kong Island particularly like this, and my brother has good medical skills, so the recipe he gave is very effective and has many flavors. It sells very well there.”
"How many people are hired?"
"One hundred and thirty-six, some are selling and some are producing. When we go back after the New Year, we still have to recruit workers, and some of them can't be produced."
"Where are there more than a hundred people?" Zhou Zhigang was surprised, then asked: "You have been working since 1979? How much money did you make? How did you divide it with Xiaoyan?"
"I started doing this in mid-1979, and I haven't made any money yet. All the money I earned was reinvested in the factory. It cost a lot to recruit college students, buy equipment, etc. Brother Yan gets 60% , he gave me a principal of 5,000 yuan at the beginning, gave me the formulas, and told me how to do it. I just ran errands and didn’t do anything else. I felt that I got too much. But he had a lot of money. The truth is laid out and I can’t refuse, so I’ll just go with it.”
"Do your brother, your sister, they know?"
"I don't know. I didn't tell them. What are you talking about? It's useless to tell them. You have to keep a low profile and don't show off. When you reveal your wealth, trouble will come. Today you borrow money, tomorrow you arrange work, then What should I do? I have been going on for years, either looking for my eldest brother or my brother Yan to do things, but I can’t stand it. Dad, aren’t you angry?”
"Then why am I angry? I value the iron rice bowl because it is stable. As long as you work hard, you will not be hungry, and your life will not be bad. Now you have become a big boss. The money you have earned in the past two years is more than I have been working for a lifetime, and I still have more than a hundred people under my command, so majestic. And Xiaoyan is also working with you. I don’t trust you, and I trust Xiaoyan. There is no way he can harm you. Besides, I am an old party member. The country supports something, so what am I against?"
Zhou Zhigang shook his head and smiled: "No wonder he said he can't compare to your brother. He just made money and wants to show off in front of me."
"What is it about Dese? I just feel that I can't hide it from you anymore, otherwise I will keep thinking about it and feel uncomfortable."
"I was wrong just now. You are the most promising in our family now. Your brother and sister are not as good as you. The family is well taken care of, and now it is a household worth ten thousand yuan. It is amazing. But I have to ask for you. For a change, you can't be like the capitalists in the past and treat your workers better. It's not easy for anyone these days, but you can't exploit others."
"No way, Dad, I always earn as much as I work. The more you work, the more you get." Zhou Bingkun giggled: "Dad, now that our family is rich, we will definitely live a better life in the future. Anyway, you also I’m about to retire, why don’t I just stop working? It would be great to go home and see my grandkids with my mom.”
"I'm different from your soy sauce factory. Mine is a third-line construction project for the country and the people. I'm an eighth-level worker, so I'm still useful there. I can still do it, so I should contribute to the country. Anyway, I won't be here for a few years. It’s time to retire, and I won’t be able to do anything I want to do by then. Don’t tell me, I’ve been working here all my life, and I feel uncomfortable thinking about staying around all day with nothing to do.”
"Just stay at home for two months and it will be fine. The car is here, Dad..."
Zhou Zhigang laughed, threw away the cigarette butt that had burned to his butt, and followed his old son into the car with his pocket in hand.
After not coming back for more than two years, Zhou Zhigang saw some changes in Ji Chun and returned home chatting with Zhou Bingkun. Chinese people have always had deep feelings. Li Suhua, who had been looking forward to seeing her man for a long time, just smiled and said, "His dad is back." Zhou Zhigang's response was also simple, nodding heavily and saying, "He's back." Then I just talked about what happened on the way home, missing my grandchildren and so on.
The children who go to school are all on vacation now, and they are running around screaming. The youngest, Zhou Zishan, is just over a year old. She staggers when walking, can't speak clearly, is curious about everything, and is very lively.
Everything is going well in the family, the children are well, and the third generation is growing up vigorously. Zhou Zhigang is lying on the hot kang, talking with a smile, and unconsciously squinting...
At around five o'clock in the evening, when it was already dark, Wang Yan and Zheng Guangming rode their bicycles and staggered back to Lao Zhou's house. Because I am always punctual, when I get home, the food has just been brought to the table.
"Uncle."
"Uncle."
Zhou Zhigang smiled and nodded: "Xiaoyan, Guangming, are back."
Wang Yan shook his head and smiled: "I told you earlier that you don't have to wait for us tonight. Uncle, why don't you have something to eat?"
"I ate at lunch. Didn't I sleep all night? I just woke up and didn't last long. Okay, okay, stop talking, wash your hands and eat."
Soon, Wang Yan and Zheng Guangming washed their hands and arrived at the dining table, where the family began to eat lively.
Wang Yan raised the cup and said, "Come, uncle, I'll give you a toast. But don't drink too much. It's just right to be drowsy. It also saves you a whole afternoon of sleep. I won't be able to sleep at night."
"Come on, Bingkun, don't be idle, let's drink together."
After taking a sip and putting the glass down, Zhou Zhigang picked up the dishes and said, "Xiaoyan, Bingkun told me that you asked him to go to the south to do business. This is a family and a family. You have to worry about it."
"No, uncle, I didn't bother. Zheng Juan is busy at home and outside the house. Normally, she does everything openly, but I don't do anything and just support my uncle all day long. Isn't that right? Auntie?"
Li Suhua nodded with a smile: "No, it's all Juan'er who's busy, and Guangming, who's sensible. Guangming tutored these boys in their homework. You have to thank them, brother and sister."
Zhou Zhigang laughed: "Really, come on, Zheng Juan, Guangming, you two have a drink, I have a drink, and we have a drink."
Zheng Juan picked up the drink cup: "Dad, we are all a family, and we are all what I should do. And Brother Yan is there to make people feel at ease. He is the one who decides..."
"Mom, it's the Dinghai Shenzhen." Zhou Jianbang answered proudly.
Zheng Juan rubbed his little head and said with a smile: "Yes, yes, brother Yan is the Dinghai Shenzhen."
"Okay, we are all a family, and we all work hard for this family. Don't give in. You drink quickly." Wang Yan waved his hands, and after they took a sip, he continued: "Also, uncle , I didn’t ask Bingkun to go to Pengcheng to do business. He wanted to make a fortune, and he wanted you and my aunt to be proud. He said that his brother and sister are both college students, but he graduated from junior high school and has an elementary school education. , I’m holding back my energy to fight for my breath. Look, Bingkun’s face is even red.”
"I didn't. This is just drinking on your face."
"Come on, take a sip. What a shame." Li Suhua smiled kindly: "Mom knows that you are filial, and your father also knows. Didn't you say that you have been the only one in the family for so many years?"
Zhou Zhigang looked at his old son who was a bit embarrassed, shook his head, smiled, and said happily: "Okay, okay, let's not talk about this anymore. Zheng Juan's craftsmanship has improved again. This blood sausage is really good. You don't know. I'm out here, and I'm just thinking about my family."
…
The meal was lively. After the meal, Zhou Zhigang had a conversation with Zhou Bingkun. It was a heart-to-heart talk between father and son. When a father enlightens his old son, of course he has nothing else to say. He just wants to comfort him, saying that Zhou Bingkun is doing a good job and is no worse than Zhou Bingyi or Zhou Rong.
Wang Yan had already thought of Zhou Zhigang's reaction. After all, the iron rice bowl is just a rice bowl, and it only guarantees that you will not die of hunger. What Zhou Bingkun is doing now is a golden rice bowl, and the contrast is quite obvious. Moreover, someone like him is still here, and with his endorsement, there is nothing wrong with it.
Again, after so many years, everyone in the old Zhou family trusts him. However, Zhou Bingyi still has some reservations, while Zhou Rong is just mediocre. At this age, she can't even make it up even if she wants to.
Of course, the attitude of these two people was indifferent. Besides, he was interesting enough to let Zhou Bingyi have a child. Hao Dongmei was now pregnant with her second child. Zhou Rong also helped solve the child's problem. Although her original good life was ruined, Haolai helped her and saved her from having the child point at her nose and say, "You are just for you" when she takes care of the child in the future. myself', how nice.
The next morning, Zhou Bingkun went to the station to pick someone up again. Helping to get things, I took the car back to Photon Film with Zhou Bingyi, Zhou Rong’s family, and Chen Jing to have lunch and rest.
Not to mention the joy of another family reunion, after lunch, Zhou Bingyi chatted with his parents for a while, then left directly on Zhou Bingkun's bicycle and went to his father-in-law's house in the provincial party committee compound to meet his pregnant wife and one-year-old son. girl.
Zhou Rong's family of three went to Wang Yan's house next door to rest because they had to prepare dinner. After all, after driving all night, both adults and children are tired. Moreover, Feng Yue is young and has poor immunity. She has a fever after all this trip and is about to catch a cold.
As for Chen Jing, she followed Zhou Zhigang and Li Suhua, and Zheng Juan was busy selecting dishes and preparing ingredients. Everyone would come back for dinner in the evening, and she was busy with meals for so many people.
Unlike Zhou Rong and others, she had to take care of the children, so she went directly to the bed and came over in a daze. Of course, she didn't have a good rest, but she was in good health. Although she was a little tired, it didn't have much impact, so she went to help.
In the evening, snowflakes were falling in the Jichun sky. Zhou Bingyi and Hao Dongmei came back by car with their children. Zhou Rong and his family also had a good rest. Wang Yan and Zheng Guangming also rode their bicycles home, and the delicious meals that they had started working on early were all there. it is done.
After Wang Yan checked on the listless Feng Yue and confirmed that it was just a common cold, and gave him antipyretic medicine, the whole family started having a lively meal at two tables above and below the kang.
The water droplets from the melted ice on the windows slid down. Under the dim light of the light bulb, they reflected the happiness of the whole family, another long-lost reunion...
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