Not only Feng Yue, the studio that was originally affiliated with Honghuang Magazine has now been independent. Wang Zhong invested a total of 500,000 yuan. Counting Feng Yue's five children, each of them has a quota of 100,000 yuan. 20% of the shares.
After Jin Yueji left, Zhou Bingyi and Hao Dongmei moved out of the provincial party committee compound and moved into Zhou Bingyi's dormitory.
Apart from anything else, Zhou Bingyi did a very good job in terms of integrity.
Time flies, and another year has passed in a blink of an eye.
In early 1992, thanks to Zhou Bingyi's efforts to turn the tide and the unremitting efforts of nearly 10,000 employees, the military factory, which was already on the verge of bankruptcy, finally regained its vitality.
But at this time, Zhou Bingyi became busier, running between the military factory and his family all day long, living a two-point and one-line life.
I don’t even reply to the photograms very much.
Zhou Zhigang's Alzheimer's disease is getting more and more serious. Not only does he not recognize Wang Zhong's family, he doesn't even recognize Zhou Rong and Feng Yue anymore. He only remembers Li Suhua who cursed him all day long, and Zhou Bingyi who was homeless all year round. .
This former eighth-level worker, a master of technology, was the most promising person of his generation in the entire optical film industry.
Now he doesn't even recognize his family, let alone his neighbors. When someone calls him, he will respond, but he will never take the initiative to say hello to others like before. Many times, He doesn't even know when he has urinated or defecated. He has to wait for someone to smell it before he can deal with it.
And he always runs away at every turn. Fortunately, the people living in Guangzipian are all neighbors. If they see him, they will either send him back directly. If he cannot be sent back, he will be sent to find Li Suhua.
Fortunately, Sister Hu, the nanny hired by Wang Zhong and Zheng Juan, was there to help, otherwise Li Suhua alone would not be able to take care of her.
It's been such a long time, no matter how good Li Suhua's patience is, it has been worn down. As long as you stay a little closer to old Zhou's house, you can basically hear Li Suhua scolding Zhou Zhigang every day.
To be able to turn such a good-tempered Li Suhua into what he is now shows how attractive Zhou Zhigang is now.
On this day, the weekend, Zhou Bingyi finally finished a period of busy work and finally thought of his parents who still lived in Guangzipian.
I called the driver and drove back to Guangzipian. The streets were generally the same as when I was a child. Some of the houses had been renovated, and some were simply tidied up, but there were also many that were just vacant and had not been lived in for a long time.
In the past, on weekends, the streets were filled with children running around and men and women riding bicycles.
But with the reform and opening up and the rapid economic development, most of these young people living at the bottom of the city chose to leave Jichun and go to the southern coastal areas.
A small number of people entered densely populated urban areas and started doing small business from dawn to dusk.
But most of them do hard work.
"Every time I come here, I feel something is different." Zhou Bingyi looked through the car window and looked at the scenes on both sides of the car with a lot of emotion in his heart.
Although the streets and buildings have not changed much, the speed and extent of changes brought about by human changes are far greater than the changes of time.
....The driver smiled and said: "I see there is no change!"
The driver was a young man, twenty years old, who had just returned from the army. He was the captain of the military factory fleet. He was a smart, upright, and hard-working young man.
Zhou Bingyi didn't say anything. The driver was still young and not experienced enough, so he might not be able to understand these things if they were told to him.
After a while, the car arrived near Lao Zhou's house.
"Xiao Duan, okay! Just stop here. I'll walk a while by myself. You go back first and pick me up from downstairs at my house the day after tomorrow." As he spoke, Zhou Bingyi had already opened the car door and got out of the car.
"Secretary Zhou!" Xiao Duan, the driver, quickly got out of the car and stood at the door and asked, "Aren't you going to use the car tomorrow? How are you going home?"
Zhou Bingyi smiled and said: "No, you should go back quickly. It's just in time to have a good rest these two days. Didn't your wife just give birth? Take advantage of these two days to spend time with your wife and children."
"Thank you, Secretary Zhou!" Xiao Duan, the driver, had a bright smile on his face and was quite touched.
"Okay, go back quickly. Your wife and children are still waiting at home." Zhou Bingyi said with a smile.
Xiao Duan drove away happily. As the leader's special driver, although he didn't usually drive much, he had to be on standby at all times.
At this time, there was not much distance left from Lao Zhou's house at the end of the street, only a few hundred meters away.
Zhou Bingyi was walking along the roadside, and most of the people he met were elderly people. Along the way, he didn't even meet a single child chasing and playing in the street.
A lady with steamed buns, silver hair and a stooped figure came out of the house carrying a wooden basin. She was about to pour the water out the door when she saw Zhou Bingyi.
"Bingyi?" The aunt was very surprised when she saw Zhou Bingyi.
"Aunt Wu!" Zhou Bingyi greeted the aunt with a smile.
"Come back to see your parents?" Aunt Wu asked.
"Yeah! Come back and have a look!"
"Your mother and Chunyan's mother just came back from buying vegetables from the market not long ago. If you go now, she should be at home." Aunt Wu reminded her enthusiastically.
"Thank you, Aunt Wu, I will go back first."
"go Go!"
Looking at Zhou Bengyi's leaving figure, the smile on Aunt Wu's face gradually disappeared, she shook her head, sighed, and walked back with the basin in her hand.
"Who is it?" A loud voice came from the room.
Aunt Wu shouted into the room: "The boss of the old Zhou family, Bingyi."
"Boss of the Zhou family?" The door curtain was opened, and an old man with a goat's beard on his chin, silvery white beard and hair, and a wrinkled face walked out of the house with a cigarette rod in his hand. He glanced at Zhou Bengyi's retreating back with squinted eyes.
"Just one person?" the old man asked subconsciously and doubtfully.
Aunt Wu was washing the wooden basin in the corner of the room: "Just him."
The old man shook his head, bowed and tapped the cigarette rod on the sole of his shoe, took out a handful of shredded tobacco from the small cloth bag near the cigarette holder, and stuffed it into the mouth of the pipe: "It's not a good thing if I say that this kid is too promising. Son."
"Hey!" Aunt Wu also sighed and said, "No."
"I would say that Lao Zhou's life has been worthwhile. The eldest son is a big leader in the government, his daughter is a university teacher, and the younger son is not bad either. He is the boss of a construction company. I heard he is worth hundreds of thousands."
…."What's the use? Lao Zhou is like this. He still doesn't see his two sons a few times throughout the year, so he hires a nanny, and leaves the rest to Bingkun's mother alone, and her grandchildren. They won’t come back either.”
"If you ask me, Lao Zhou's life is not as good as ours. At least our sons and grandchildren still know how to come back to visit us every three days."
"So, it's useless for this kid to be too promising."
"Who says it isn't?"
"At our age, we still have a few years to live, and what we want is to be reunited with our children and grandchildren!"
The old man suddenly changed his voice and said, "But you can't say that! The children have a bright future, the ancestors are honored, and the old Zhou family also has glory in their faces."
"I just feel sorry for Bingkun's mother. She has worked hard for most of her life, and now her children have become successful. Except for the time when she followed Bingkun, she doesn't seem to enjoy any blessings."
The old couple talked to each other one by one.
Similar words often appear in the mouths of the neighbors of Guangzi Film.
As he was approaching his old house, Zhou Bingyi suddenly heard a cursing voice. Although it was not loud, the sound was very familiar.
The direction of the sound was from my old house.
"Mom!" Zhou Bingyi walked to the door of the courtyard and looked at Li Suhua who was standing in the courtyard with a helpless expression on his waist and cleaning up on the ground with a broom and dustpan. He couldn't help but shout first. .
Hearing the sound, Li Suhua subconsciously followed the direction of the sound and looked towards the door of the courtyard, and happened to see Zhou Bingyi who opened the door and walked into the courtyard.
"Bingyi?" Li Suhua shouted in surprise, her face that was originally clouded immediately turned from cloudy to sunny.
"Why are you here?" The sudden surprise made Li Suhua forget to clean up the big pile of dark yellow things on the ground.
"Isn't it the weekend? I haven't been busy lately, so I came over to see you and Dad. Dongmei has to go to work during the day, so she will come directly after get off work in the evening."
As he was talking, a familiar odor hit his nostrils. Zhou Bingyi frowned subconsciously, and his eyes moved away, and he saw the large dark yellow rice field not far from Li Suhua's feet.
Looking at the look in his eldest son's eyes, Li Suhua quickly explained: "Your dad! He is getting more and more confused now. He refuses to go to the toilet even though it is right next to him. He comes to the courtyard every time."
While talking, Li Suhua had quickly covered the rice fields on the ground with crushed cinders. Then he picked up the shovel and shoveled it up. There was still a lot left on the ground. He covered it with cinders again and used the shovel hard. Patted it, then swept it into the dustpan with a broom.
"My dad..." Looking at his mother's countless actions in front of him, Zhou Bingyi felt a burst of sadness, and then he felt ashamed and blamed himself.
"Mom! My dad..."
Before Zhou Zhigang finished speaking, Sister Hu, wearing an apron, walked out of the house, carrying a thick plastic bucket filled with crushed cinders.
"Auntie, you told me that I will take care of it. Just go and take care of the old man." As she spoke, Sister Hu also noticed Zhou Bingyi: "Bingyi is back."
Li Suhua said: "It's smelly and ugly, it's better to clean it up as soon as possible!"
…."I'll do it!"
"Okay, you do the rest, and I'll wash the old man off."
Sister Hu took the broom and dustpan from Li Suhua's hand, cleaned up all the cinders on the ground, poured them into a plastic bucket, and went out with the plastic bucket.
Yoneda is different from other garbage. This stuff has a strong smell and must be disposed of immediately.
Fortunately, the public toilets are not far from here, so it is convenient to handle them.
"Mom! Where is my dad?"
"It's in the toilet!" Li Suhua became very angry when he mentioned Zhou Zhigang: "This old guy is really going against people. Not only did he defecate in the courtyard, but he also got all wet in his pants."
Zhou Bingyi walked to the northwest corner of the yard, opened the bathroom door, and saw Zhou Zhigang sitting naked in a large basin. Most of the basin was filled with water. Zhou Zhigang sat cross-legged with a smile on his face, looking very happy.
There was a pair of dark trousers and a pair of underwear with some dark yellow stains on the ground next to them. Such a simple picture, but in Zhou Bingyi's eyes, it was like a bolt from the blue, making him feel so excited. The complacency that had just arisen because of the initial results of the military factory was completely wiped out.
At this moment, Zhou Bingyi's heart was filled with unprecedented shock.
"dad!"
I don't know how difficult it was for Zhou Bingyi to call out this word. At this moment, such a simple title seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.
Unprecedented self-blame and regret filled every corner of Zhou Bingyi's heart, filling his body and mind.
Zhou Zhigang, who was immersed in the joy of playing in the water, paused when he heard this, turned to look at the door, and a smile immediately appeared on his face: "Bingyi!"
It's just that the voice is no longer as loud, deep and discernible as before, but has a lot more nasality, which makes it sound somewhat unclear.
Zhou Bingyi stared blankly at his father, who was clearly very familiar to him yet felt very strange to him, unable to say a word.
"You go inside and sit for a while, and I'll give your dad a bath! Otherwise, you'll smell bad all over."
In the past few years, thanks to Li Suhua's meticulous care, he bathed and changed Zhou Zhigang's clothes. Otherwise, whenever he got a little closer to Zhou Zhigang, he would definitely be greeted by an unpleasant smell.
In the yard of Lao Zhou's house, Zhou Zhigang's pants were the most exposed.
But Li Suhua is not omnipotent. It would be better in spring and summer, but in winter, the water in the water pipes will freeze, and the water just for washing clothes and pants is not enough.
So when winter comes, Li Suhua usually can only give Zhou Zhigang a simple scrub with hot water. Although he scrubs diligently, over time and wearing thick clothes, Zhou Zhigang's body will inevitably cover up a smell.
"Mom!" Zhou Bingyi looked at his old mother with gray hair on her temples, feeling sour and bitter in her heart. She forced a smile and said, "I'll do it!"
Li Suhua looked at Zhou Bingyi, who had a firm and serious look on his face, and nodded, "Okay, you wash it for him, and I'll wash the pants."
Although Sister Hu is the nanny hired by Wang Zhong, Li Suhua has always handled these relatively private matters personally. After all, she is not so open-minded at this time.
And for this kind of thing, let alone Sister Hu being a woman, even if a male nanny came over, Li Suhua would be too embarrassed to do it for others.
….In the evening, Zhou Rong and Hao Dongmei also came back. Sister Hu left after cooking dinner. Li Suhua didn’t drag her along. It wasn’t that she didn’t ask her to finish the meal together, but Sister Hu refused to eat anyway. Over time, Li Suhua stopped persuading him.
In the evening, Zhou Bingyi and his wife did not go back, but slept with Li Suhua and Zhou Zhigang on the big kang in the outer room, with a kang table in the middle.
At first Li Suhua refused, but Zhou Bingyi insisted. Li Suhua couldn't resist him, so she had no choice but to comply with his wishes.
What happened during the day was too shocking. Zhou Bingyi lay on the kang and couldn't fall asleep.
In the second half of the night, as sleepiness hit him, Zhou Bingyi finally felt a little sleepy. Suddenly he heard a few muffled sounds, but because of the sleepiness that hit him, his mind was groggy, so he didn't pay attention at all.
Just when Zhou Bingyi was about to fall asleep, Li Suhua, who was across the kang table, lifted up the quilt and turned over. He looked at Zhou Bingyi and Hao Dongmei who were sleeping soundly. He breathed a sigh of relief and quickly stood up to call Zhou Zhigang, while telling him not to go out. Don't make any noise to Zhou Bingyi and his wife, while pulling Zhou Zhigang to the toilet.
But the old couple's movement of getting up was really big, and Zhou Bingyi was not really asleep, so he was still woken up.
"Mom! What's wrong? What are you doing up late at night?" Zhou Bingyi asked almost without thinking.
Li Suhua said with a sneer: "Nothing, just go to sleep, go to sleep!"
"Mom!" How could Zhou Bingyi sit still? He was already sitting up while he was talking.
Li Suhua looked a little embarrassed. She looked around at Zhou Zhigang, who was still unaware, as if nothing had happened. The corner of his mouth raised, but he couldn't smile.
Zhou Bingyi's nose twitched, and he immediately frowned, and subconsciously said, "What does it smell like?"
But then he reacted and looked at Zhou Zhigang next to Li Suhua with a look of disbelief.
"You go to bed first, I'll take your dad to wash up."
Zhou Bingyi's expression changed, and he said solemnly: "Let me help you!" While he was talking, the man had already got off the kang, put on his shoes and supported Zhou Zhigang's other hand.
Li Suhua sighed and said nothing.
I pooped my pants again, or I had to clean them up quickly, but soon the whole room smelled like a smell.
Fortunately, it's summer this time and you can still open the windows. If it's winter, you can only spend one night smelling the smell.
Fortunately, Zhou Zhigang's legs and feet were still nimble now. He was pulled out by the two of them, and the sound of rushing water suddenly came from the toilet.
Five minutes later, Zhou Zhigang took Zhou Bingyi back to the house first. Li Suhua washed the pants that Zhou Zhi had just changed and hung them on the clothesline in the yard to dry them. Then he returned to the house and took a drink of water before climbing up. kang.
"Mom!" Before Li Suhua could wait, Zhou Bingyi's voice came from beside her.
"Why haven't you slept yet?" Li Suhua made some gestures, then lay down and covered herself with a quilt.
Zhou Bingyi said: "I can't sleep. How long has my dad been like this?"
"It must have been three or four months, I can't remember the exact time."
"Then you have to serve him like this every night?"
"Not necessarily, maybe occasionally. I caught up tonight." Li Suhua said, "Okay, it's getting late, so go to bed quickly."
Zhou Bingyi stopped talking. He opened his eyes and stared blankly at the familiar roof. His mind was filled with the situation just now and the scene he saw when he first entered the door during the day.
….I don’t know how long it took, but two lines of clear tears fell silently from Zhou Bingyi’s eyes.
A man doesn't shed tears lightly, but it's just not the time to feel sad.
Early the next morning, after Zhou Bingyi and Hao Dongmei discussed it, the couple decided to move the phototype films back from the dormitory of the unit.
I asked Zhou Rong and Li Suhua for their opinions, but they both refused.
As soon as they said they were going to do it, and it happened to be Sunday, the couple moved their things back from the dormitory.
That night, Wang Zhong knew the news. When Zheng Juan called her old house that night, it was Hao Dongmei who answered the phone. Zheng Juan only found out after asking.
Wang Zhong was quite surprised by this, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt relieved. After all, there was no one in the Hao family now, and even their residence had been returned to the government. Zhou Bingyi no longer had to be caught between two families like before. He was in a dilemma, so it was not surprising that he made such a decision.
The time soon came to 1993. Zhou Bingyi's work in the military factory was very successful. He successfully turned the tide and attracted attention from above. Coupled with the connections left by the Hao family, he was promoted to the second job of Jichun City without any effort. handle.
But Zhou Zhigang's condition is getting more and more serious. He has completely lost even his basic behavioral abilities, and he doesn't recognize anyone anymore. Now Li Suhua talks in a soft voice and he doesn't take any notice at all. He has to scold and yell at her. , the voice must be higher than the gongs and drums.
Zhou Rong, on the other hand, fell into the arms of Cai Xiaoguang at the beginning of the year. She moved out to live with Cai Xiaoguang and gave up the old house in Guangzipian to Zhou Bingyi and his wife.
But Zhou Bingyi was still busy with work, but Hao Dongmei spent a lot less time on work and spent more time helping Li Suhua take care of Zhou Zhigang.
In the late autumn of 1996, Li Suhua suddenly fainted while washing clothes for Zhou Zhigang. Fortunately, Sister Hu was there, so she called Wang Zhong immediately.
Wang Zhong didn't dare to delay, so he drove to Guangzipian and sent Li Suhua to the hospital.
After being given intravenous drip for most of the day, Li Suhua finally woke up, but when she woke up, she couldn't even move, and she had no strength at all in her body.
The doctor said that it was a disease caused by overwork and he could only recover slowly, but he was afraid that he would have to be bedridden all year round.
Li Suhua's body has always been in poor condition. In the past few years, she has taken care of Zhou Zhigang. She has been working hard during the day and night without stopping to rest. As time goes by, it is inevitable that she will fall ill.
The next day, Wang Zhong transferred Li Suhua to 131 and hired two nurses to take care of Li Sihua in two shifts a day. Wang Zhong and Zheng Juan basically went to the hospital every day.
After being observed in the hospital for more than half a month, the condition is getting better day by day and there is no worsening trend. The doctor said that he can be discharged after a few days of observation without any problems.
But at this moment, a sudden bad news caught both Wang Zhong and Zheng Juan off guard.
Ma Shouchang passed away.
This lovely and upright old man with extremely upright views could not withstand the passage of time after all. One night in late October, he completely lost his breath in his sleep and passed away.
Qu Xiuzhen was very sad, depressed and lost, but she didn't cry much. The old horse passed away peacefully, without any pain. She was happy for the old horse in her heart, but before leaving, she didn't see her son for the last time. Left with regrets.
… Zhou Cong, who knew the news, immediately rushed back to Jichun from the University of Technology that day after asking for leave with his counselor.
Ma Shouchang passed away, and the children were very sad. In their eyes, Ma Shouchang, their godfather, was far more amiable and approachable than their biological grandfather. He was kind to them and allowed them to get close to him.
Zhou Ling, in particular, burst into tears.
Wang Zhong did not take the initiative to help arrange Ma Shouchang's funeral, but waited for Ma Jianguo, son of Ma Shouchang and Qu Xiuzhen, to come back from Shanghai, and then he took care of it himself.
Wang Zhong didn't feel very comfortable. Compared with Zhou Zhigang, who had no feelings, the position of Lao Ma Zi in Wang Zhong's heart was completely different.
After Ma Shouchang's funeral was completed, Ma Jianguo proposed to take Qu Xiuzhen to Shanghai to live with him, his wife and children.
But Qu Xiuzhen had stayed in Jichun for most of her life, and she was reluctant to leave. No matter how Ma Jianguo tried to persuade her, Qu Xiuzhen refused to let go.
There was no way, Ma Jianguo wanted to find Wang Zhong.
"Bingkun, I have no choice! That's why I came to find you." Ma Jianguo looked at Wang Zhong expectantly.
"Brother Jianguo, I can try, but you, as a son, must know better than me what kind of temper Aunt Qu is. I can't guarantee that I can convince her."
After listening to Wang Zhong's words, Ma Jianguo could only lower his head and sigh: "I know, it's okay. Regardless of whether it's successful or not, my brother will thank you."
"There is no need to say polite words. Over the years, Uncle Ma and Aunt Qu have always taken good care of me, and I respect them from the bottom of my heart as my elders."
Wang Zhong said sincerely: "Actually, Aunt Qu really wants to reunite with you, old man. She always wants to have children and grandchildren around her knees and enjoy family happiness, but..."
How could Ma Jianguo not know: "It's hard to leave your homeland! It's human nature."
"As long as you understand! Don't worry, I will try my best to persuade you."
"Thank you, Bingkun!" Ma Jianguo said sincerely, holding Wang Zhong's hand.
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