"Hey, it's only twenty-eight today, and it will be thirty the day after tomorrow. We are celebrating the New Year in advance." Zhou Zhigang held the wine glass with a bright smile: "The last time we got together was in 1978 when you just went to college. In the blink of an eye, it has been more than two years, and the children are now so old. Come, come, let’s all have a drink together.”
"cheers……"
There were ten people on and off the kang, including a few kids, all holding drinks and toasting happily.
Putting down his wine glass, Zhou Zhigang asked: "How is your study in the capital? You should graduate this year, right? I heard there are master's and doctoral degrees, can you still get them?"
Zhou Bingyi smiled and said: "Dad, our Jiangnan University has contacted our school and myself. I will go home after graduation."
"Really? That's great. It's close. It will be convenient to meet each other then, and you can also take care of the children at home." Zhou Zhigang also knew that the eldest son had grown up to live with his father-in-law, whether he was in Jichun or not. He turned his head and looked at Zhou Rong: "What are you and Hua Cheng's plans?"
Zhou Rong glanced at Feng Huacheng and said with a smile: "We have to take another look. The main problem is the house. There are too many talented people in the capital, so it is too difficult to divide houses. Let's see what happens this year. If we can divide houses, I will take the postgraduate entrance examination there and try to stay at the school to teach. If that doesn't work, then we will go back to Jichun and join the Writers' Association. I will go to Jiangnan University like my brother and teach and study at the same time."
Feng Huacheng's face looked a little embarrassed, and it was not like in the original play. He said that he should nourish his mind, mouth and body, but he couldn't say those words due to the pressure of life. After all, he had said that he would be allocated a house in two years, but there has been no movement for more than two years now. He may have to return to his father-in-law's house from the capital to hang out, so how can he feel comfortable? I felt that every glance cast on him was full of sarcasm, "You are useless," and I felt like I was sitting on pins and needles.
Zhou Bingkun nodded and said: "Come back, the editor-in-chief of Golden Land Magazine admired my brother-in-law very much. In 1978, didn't my brother-in-law ask me to publish that poem to them in the newspaper? The response was very good. By the way, brother-in-law, I haven’t asked or read Golden Land’s magazine in the past few years, are you still in contact with that Shao Jingwen?”
"We have been in contact. Occasionally, he has invited me to write articles, and he has also published some works."
"Look, isn't this it?" Zhou Zhigang nodded with a smile: "You guys, there is no need to hold on. The house matter is actually nothing. Bingyi lives at Dongmei's house, and Xiaoyan has a house. If you come back , how can we live in these two houses and have plenty of money?"
As he said this, he actually felt uncomfortable. After all, Zhou Bengyi had grown up to live in his father-in-law's family. Now that I have a child and am pregnant again, it is understandable that I didn’t stay at home when I came back. After so many years, Zhou Bingyi has never slept at home for a night. Li Suhua even talked to him when he went to bed last night, saying that his eldest son had left Zhou's family.
Of course, his discomfort was nothing else. He just complained that he could no longer build or buy a house for them. Although he knew that even if Zhou Bingyi got a house, he would still stay with Hao Dongmei's parents...
Zhou Bingyi shook his head and smiled: "Dad, you are wrong. If Zhou Ronghuacheng and the others return to Jichun, their work units will provide housing. They may not be able to get a house at the beginning, but they will be in a united household like the library family building where they live in the capital. That’s also true.”
"Ah, that's good, that's good." Zhou Zhigang looked at Chen Jing and asked, "Chen Jing, what about you, what are your plans for the future?"
"My library staff are still there. I may come back and continue working in the library."
Zhou Zhigang was embarrassed and didn't know what to say.
It was Zhou Bingkun who expressed his feelings for his father: "No, sister-in-law, what do you think? Go to a university for four years, a university as good as Peking University, and then come back and continue working in the library? Then why have you bothered for the past four years? What? My brother and I live in two places, and the child can’t even see his biological mother. What’s the point? "
"Bingkun is right, Chen Jing. Talents are needed everywhere now. You studied at Peking University for four years and then went back to work in the library. It's really a waste."
"Uncle, Bingkun, that's what I said. Graduation is still a year away, and I haven't thought about what I want to do, so I'll decide when the time comes."
Seeing the two men looking at him, Wang Yan smiled and said: "I didn't say anything, do whatever you want, leave her alone, come on, have a drink."
What he said was true. After all these years, he had never thought about letting a woman be his helper. This was true for women in the past, and so is Chen Jing now. If you want to be an artistic young woman, then go for it. If you want to be in business or politics, that's fine too. Anyway, he won't care. After all, his privileged life is there, and the conditions are also there, so it can't be any worse.
The family chatted happily about the changes and interesting things that happened over the years. Of course, they also talked about national affairs. Gentlemen, they all talk about that. And although it is still not fully open, there are relatively fewer restrictions in all aspects. The south is in full swing, and new things are beginning to appear intensively. The most obvious changes in clothing are real, so it is inevitable to talk about it.
When they talked about the reform in the south, Zhou Bingyi sighed and asked: "Bingkun, how is your soy sauce factory doing now? Has it been affected in any way? I'm in the capital, and I heard that because of the arrival of goods from the south, many state-owned factories have lost their jobs. Profits have plummeted. Before I came back, my comrades in the Corps came to see me and had a chat with him. Now it has a great impact in all aspects."
Zhou Bingkun and his father looked at each other and grinned: "Brother, I have stopped working in the soy sauce factory."
"Huh?" After hearing this answer, Zhou Bingyi looked at his father who was also smiling, and said in confusion: "Then what have you been doing in the past two years? Dad, your reaction is wrong, too?"
Li Suhua rolled her eyes: "Now, Bingkun is doing well, how can your dad react? He is happy."
Zhou Rong looked at her elder brother and said with a smile: "There's something going on that we don't know about. Dad, Bingkun, what's going on? Tell us quickly and let's hear it."
"I have to thank Xiaoyan for this." Zhou Zhigang shook his head and smiled: "Isn't this the reform we just talked about? The south is in full swing and has opened various factories. It just so happens that Bingkun also wants to do something, so he He helped Xiaoyan come up with ideas. Isn't he a miracle doctor? People in the south like to drink herbal tea, so he got Bingkun a prescription and some capital, and Bingkun went to Pengcheng. What he did It's still pretty good. It employs more than a hundred people to work.
Oh, by the way, I usually go to Hong Kong Island and buy clothes and shoes for you all. They say they are foreign goods and they are colorful. I find them awkward. Who knows you? Didn’t he also buy me a fast watch? Hey, don’t worry, you’ll see in a moment, he bought it for you all. "
"Oh, yes, Bingkun." Zhou Bingyi couldn't help but widen his eyes: "How can you do such a big thing quietly and employ more than a hundred people?"
"Isn't this Wang Yan's help? He gave the capital and came up with the formula. I have to thank Wang Yan for this." Zhou Rong has always been so embarrassing, she can't speak with her brains, and she relies solely on her quick words.
However, Zhou Bingkun didn't care. He shook his head and smiled: "Yes, it was all pointed out by Brother Yan. Otherwise, if you say that I haven't even been out in Jichun for so many years, it would be a black eye."
"Okay, okay, I didn't give it to you for free, didn't I also play a part in it? My brothers settled the accounts. It was me who came up with the idea, and you did the work. No one deserves more credit than anyone else." Wang Yan Lian waved his hand and said, "Stop talking so much and have a drink."
Once you start talking like this, you can't stop it. Zhou Bingyi, Zhou Rong and others inquired about this and that, asking random questions. Of course, it also included sensitive topics such as how much money he made, but Zhou Bingkun also gave the same answer as his father, saying that all the money was invested in the factory to expand production, but he didn't get much money back.
Wang Yan taught him to keep a low profile. He didn't teach him to say this, but he didn't want to be too pretentious. He just wanted to let his parents know that his old son was not a waste, but also had a lot of potential. If he really wanted to say that he had the idea of competing with Zhou Bingyi and Zhou Rong, he might have had it in the past, but when he started working at the stall in Pengcheng, he had no such idea. To put it simply, seeing money makes you feel better. It's not that I don't want to compare with Zhou Bingyi and Zhou Rong, but it's just not interesting.
Just talking like this, we finally finished our meal at around eight o'clock, and everyone in the room was sitting or standing, drinking tea after dinner, and looking through the pile of clothes, shoes, etc. that Zhou Bingkun had brought back early.
"Here, brother and brother-in-law, this is the watch I bought there. It's from Switzerland. It's not one of those luxury brands. I can't afford those. This one is called Longines. It's a hundred years old and it's pretty good. Yes. You all have these clothes, bags, shoes, and women’s watches, sister Dongmei, sister-in-law, sister, and these are the children’s clothes, I have divided them up, you can take a look.”
Hao Dongmei, who had a big belly, looked at the pile of things on the kang and said, "Good guy, Bingkun, have you moved all the stores back? Doesn't it look like this?"
Zhou Bingkun waved his hand with a smile: "It's not expensive, it's the cost price for large quantities. In my brother's words, this is already outdated."
Chen Jing gave Wang Yan a slap in the face: "Don't listen to him. Those clothes you bought for me last year were fashionable. When I walked in school, people were envious of them."
Zhou Bingkun knew the market and shook his head: "It's not that exaggerated. I know there are people in the capital who specialize in selling clothes, and they do a good job."
"I'm an expert." Wang Yan rubbed the place where he was beaten: "You don't need to praise me, right, son."
Wang Jianye was eating snacks with other children with black mouths, nodding "um um ah ah ah", "what do you mean?"
Chen Jing rolled her eyes and ignored the two men.
Zhou Zhigang and Li Suhua, an old couple sitting cross-legged on the edge of the Kang, looked at the warmth of the big family and smiled. Zhou Zhigang habitually wanted to smoke, but thinking that his eldest daughter-in-law was pregnant and the children were young, he couldn't stand the smoke, so he picked up the cup and drank some tea.
Feng Huacheng wore a new watch: "Thank you, Bingkun."
"There's nothing to thank you for. It doesn't cost much, it's just a token of your gratitude. Just like it."
"That's a good intention." Zhou Rong happily compared her wrists: "The old kid in our Zhou family is really promising. Okay, he is better than your brother and sister. In this family, we all rely on you."
Zhou Bingkun shook his head and smiled, but said nothing. This was a bit redundant and he didn't want to answer it. After all, he has been taking care of her at home all these years, so they don't need to confirm it. And in the past few years, one of them has not come back, and the other has grown up to live with his father-in-law. He just picks it up without saying anything.
"Hey, by the way, I got something back. It was a gift from my comrades." Zhou Bingyi said, got up and went to the west room and came back with two boxes: "These are specialties from the south, we don't have them here. Let’s eat this, and I’ll take this to Dongmei’s house when I leave.”
"Yes, yes." Zhou Zhigang nodded and said: "Bingkun, you go, it's in the pocket you carried yesterday. Give your two brothers two pieces of bacon each, and the green tea, one can each. Can't Xiaoyan go to Chen Jing's house tomorrow? Let her father take it back to drink."
"Okay." Wang Yan nodded directly in agreement: "We haven't seen each other for more than two years. I will check the time with my father-in-law when I go back tomorrow, and we will make an appointment for us to have a meal after the New Year."
"Okay, even if you don't tell me, I have to let you remember this. I'm also thinking about my in-laws."
Wang Yan smiled: "Okay, then the three of us will go back first and come back the day after tomorrow. Son, stop eating and leave."
Zhou Zhigang looked at the little one with a smile: "It's snowing and it's hard to walk. Please ride slower on the road."
"It's okay, it's not that far away. If it doesn't work, just walk back."
Wang Yan waved his hand, took the things given by Zhou Bingkun, said goodbye to the Zhou Bingkun brothers who were going out to see them off, and the three of them went home talking and laughing...
After they got home and put the child to sleep, and after some intimacy and washing, the two cuddled up in the hot bed.
"Are Zhou Rong, Feng Huacheng and the others still fighting?"
Chen Jing nodded: "Let's do it, how can we not do it? At the beginning of winter, it was Cai Xiaoguang and we were having dinner at their house... Feng Huacheng was a famous poet and writer, so he said something about the formality. , Zhou Rong retorted with a sour grape mentality. She also said that she had sacrificed for her family, and she was not living in a united household. She really didn’t treat us as outsiders. If it hadn’t been for Brother Bingyi’s comrade who happened to be there, we would have been We have to fight. Another time..."
Wang Yan knows this plot, it was performed in the original drama. No matter how good a relationship is, it can't help but be noisy and consumed. When Zhou Rong and Feng Huacheng came back for the first time in 1978, they were flirting with each other and had frequent eye contact. After working for three years now, Wang Yan paid attention to it at the dinner table today, and he only took a look when Zhou Zhigang asked about future arrangements.
He didn't mean to take pleasure in his misfortune, he just looked at the impact of waving his little wings normally, whether it was good or bad, as long as he didn't mess around in front of him, he didn't care, he did as he pleased.
Every time she talks about these gossips, Chen Jing talks endlessly. Of course, it is true that the lives of Zhou Rong and Feng Huacheng are really chaotic and lively.
After gossiping for a while and talking about some interesting things from daily life, the two hugged each other and fell asleep...
The car sent by Hao Dongmei's mother arrived at nine o'clock on time. Zhou Bingyi packed a lot of things and returned to the provincial party committee compound with Hao Dongmei.
"Grandma, grandpa!" Zhou Qinglian, a little lackluster and wearing thick clothes, ran to Hao Jinlong who was sitting at the dining table and eating.
Hao Jinlong stopped eating, hugged his granddaughter and teased him with a smile, and then looked at Zhou Bingyi who followed the driver to get things from the house: "What are you getting? So many?"
"This is a southern specialty that my comrades in the Corps gave me. This is the bacon that my dad brought to you. Oh, and this is their green tea, which I brought back for you to drink, and some other things. These are My brother bought Dongmei and Qinglian's clothes and shoes from Hong Kong Island."
"Huh? Hong Kong Island?"
Hao Dongmei sat at the dinner table with a full belly: "His brother is very powerful now. He has opened a factory in Pengcheng, and it is said that he has hired more than a hundred people to work. He specializes in selling herbal tea, and everyone there likes to drink it. .Look, this is the watch that was given to me. It is said to be made in Switzerland. Bingyi also has one. Not only us, but also his sister and Wang Yan. Look at that, he must be really making money. .”
Hao Jinlong became interested: "Really? Tell me what's going on."
Zhou Bingyi sat over and told the story from beginning to end, shaking his head and smiling bitterly: "Although the formula and principal were all given by Xiaoyan, from beginning to end, Bingkun started it all by himself. In the past, I really didn’t think he had such great ability. Today, he suddenly became a millionaire, bought me such a good watch, and bought so many things. react to."
"Man, only if you put him in the right place can he have the opportunity to show off his talents. Didn't your brother used to run business in a soy sauce factory? The abilities he developed, plus his honest nature, and Wang Yan's support It’s strange that the formula doesn’t produce results.” Hao Jinlong smiled and said: “Now the country is also piloting it, allowing some people to get rich first. There are many people in the same situation as your brother. Now it seems that this approach is correct. "
Hao Jinlong expressed his opinion habitually, then reacted and asked about Zhou Zhigang's situation.
Jin Yueji held the child in her arms and said, "Old Hao, look at this year's New Year..."
"This year is still the second year of junior high school, and your whole family is coming over. We won't go to your house and cause you any trouble. I will also try to come back early in the evening and have a few drinks with your father. It has been more than two years in the blink of an eye. It's so fast. …”
"Okay, Dad, I'll tell my dad when I get back tomorrow."
"Well, go and make me a pot of green tea that your dad brought back. I have some work to do in the evening, so I'd like to know how it tastes."
Zhou Bingyi nodded and ran to make tea for his father-in-law...
Wang Yan and Zhou Bingyi have both left. Except for the children, everyone in the old Zhou family had a little drink tonight. After joking for a while, everyone returned to the room, lay down on the warm quilt, closed their eyes and squinted. Preparing for sleepiness.
"Hey, I really didn't expect that Bingkun would suddenly become a household worth ten thousand yuan. Tell me about my father's status as a household worth ten thousand yuan."
Lying on the hot kang, Zhou Zhigang put his hands behind his head and looked at the ceiling silently.
Li Suhua replied: "That's right, Bingkun can bear it, but you always underestimate him. Let me tell you, Bingkun hasn't told you the truth."
"You haven't told the truth yet? What's going on?"
"Didn't he say he started doing it in mid-1979? In fact, he started doing it in 1978, not long after our reunion. There were no policies at that time. It was speculation. He was afraid of me. Worry, he has been hiding it from me. Now he doesn’t even know, I see all the things he does.”
After a long silence, Zhou Zhigang asked: "Then how did you know?"
"Xiaoyan and Juaner told me that Bingkun was on a business trip. I'm not stupid. He had been running business in the soy sauce factory for several years, and he hadn't been seen on a business trip. He left suddenly, and there were two of them as soon as he left. It’s been a month, and after he came back, he didn’t go to work. He was afraid that I would find out and just rode his bicycle around. Later, I chatted with others and found out that someone was doing it, so I thought Bingkun was doing it too. What a fuck He’s a fool and doesn’t know anything.”
Li Suhua said with a smile: "Don't make that stubborn donkey's mistake. He didn't tell us just because he was afraid that we would worry. I heard people say that if the person who does that job is old, then it is not easy for ordinary people to do it. How many people do it?" He was caught. Besides, Xiaoyan is here too. He is very capable and has been playing with Bingkun since he was a child. Bingkun must have discussed such a big matter with him. Don’t you know, Xiaoyan? Be steady, if something really happens, you definitely can't let Bingkun do it. Look, Bingkun is out now."
Zhou Zhigang snorted: "You are so capable that you dare to do such illegal things."
"What, you still want to kill relatives out of justice? Do you really think that Bingkun said he doesn't care, then he really doesn't care? Bingyi and Zhou Rong have both been admitted to college. He is the only one who comes and goes in the soy sauce factory at home, They both laughed when you mentioned it again. How could he have no idea? Fortunately, he is now successful. Otherwise, what would have happened? Besides, now that the country allows it, it means that what he did before was not Wrong, what else can you do? Let me tell you, if you dare to show disgrace to Bingkun and Xiaoyan, you see, I won’t deal with you, you old thing."
Zhou Zhigang shook his head helplessly: "No way, I talked to Bingkun yesterday. Besides, I know who Bingkun and Xiaoyan are. They are both good kids. I don't care about that watch. How can I get rid of them?" Where’s the face?”
"That's good, I'm going to remind you first."
After a moment of silence, Zhou Zhigang said: "Suhua, do you think you can let Zhou Rong, Bingkun or Xiaoyan get some money and let them buy a house in the capital?"
Without waiting for Li Suhua to reply, he smiled bitterly again, and then said: "Hey, forget it, I'm also lost and confused. As you always say, there will be children and grandchildren, and they will live no matter what. I don’t care about them, I don’t care…”
"As long as you know, go to sleep!"
"Hey, you said you..."
"What are you talking about me?"
"Okay, okay, sleep, sleep..."
"Old thing, don't make people worry..."
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