Chapter 264 Old Classmate

At noon on the twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month, Feng Yiping rushed back to Feng Jiachong.

In the cold winter days, the children whose faces were red and cracked from the cold, bulging, and holding a box of falling guns in their hands as usual, steamed and had fun along the newly built road. .

When they saw Feng Yiping’s car, they all drove behind it. Now this is still a rare thing. Those who are well taught at home will take the initiative to greet him, either calling him uncle or daddy (grandfather), In an instant, Feng Yiping, who was still a young man, traveled directly to the age of middle-aged and elderly people.

Wen Hua and Wen Hui probably saw his car on the hill behind the hill, and trotted all the way to pick him up. Feng Yiping took out a pack of white rabbits and gave Wen Hua, "Help distribute it."

"Oh!" The little guys cheered and surrounded them.

In the past two years, although life has been easier, it has not yet reached the point where they can eat toffee freely.

This year, I can finally drive the car directly to the grain drying field in front of the ridge. Now there is Feng Zhenchang's New Century parked there, and there is still a red cloth strip tied on the left rearview mirror. When I was in the provincial capital, I didn't have this.

He also greeted his brother and sister all the way, and walked home. The place is very lively now. Those who have tape recorders turn the volume up, playing some festive songs, or the kind of love songs in the lounge.

Those lads who have worked hard outside for a year are wearing clothes that are obviously more fashionable than their parents, and their faces are also flushed, but they are drinking alcohol, with cigarettes in their mouths, and cigarettes in their ears. People gathered together, talking and laughing loudly with some show off.

When they are outside, they may be ordinary workers who usually don't even look at him directly from the boss, or they may be unkempt and disheveled construction workers who live in a shed, or they may be in some small shops who are yelled at by others. Man, but here, at home, they are the treasure and pride of their parents.

Of course, when they are at home, their parents may say something about them, such as not cherishing money, not calling the family too much, who is in other people's family, how much they earn a month, how much money they bring to the family this year, and so on.

However, the so-and-so from other people's family who they said made a lot of money may have to be taught a few words by their parents at home. Who else's children are better than you.

In short, in the requirements of their parents, there is really no best, only better, and there is no highest requirement for their children, only higher.

However, no matter how humble, humble and unhappy they were when they were working outside, during the few days when they returned home during the Chinese New Year, they all tried their best to dress themselves up as if they were doing well outside and getting ahead.

The small mountain village, which was usually deserted, became lively and full of joy because of their return.

But when they saw Feng Yiping coming, they didn't dare to neglect them, and they all said hello. According to their seniority, these guys are also his juniors, "My uncle is back, and he's still so busy!"

"Yiping," Feng Wen, who was wearing a black leather jacket and a shag scarf around his neck, ran over.

This guy only studied in agricultural high school for half a year, and then went out to work with others, and now I heard that he works in a brewery. Now his face is as fat as a steamed stuffed bun, his face is also full of sophistication, his hair is slick, and there is no trace of his school days.

He put his arm around Feng Yiping's shoulder very familiarly, "Do you smoke? Oh, I know you don't smoke, and we haven't seen each other for a year or two. Come to my house for dinner tonight!"

"If you have anything to say, just talk about it. We have been at the same table for a few years." Feng Yiping knew that the meal was an excuse, and he must have something to tell him.

"You still remember, that's good. When the two factories in the town were recruiting workers, we didn't know the news. Now, can I do it?"

This is the first guess, "So, if you call home more and care about your parents more, you won't know about it until now."

Feng Wen blushed a little. After going out of the strict school, once he went to the vast world outside, sometimes he really forgot his parents, "You don't know, we are outside, it is difficult to leave the factory, and it is even more troublesome to make a phone call. .”

"Just remember it in the future. It's too late in the town, and people have been recruited early. However, we have a factory in the city, and it will be put into operation in the first half of next year. If you are interested, you can go and see it then."

"Really? In the city? What do you do?" The city is better than the town, and it's not far from home, so it can be considered as being in the city.

"To make metal shelves and steel structure factory building components, it is estimated that people will be recruited in February and March."

"That's fine, you must reserve a seat for me, it's a deal!"

Feng Yiping had thought about this a long time ago. Although the old workers in the aluminum products factory performed well this month, Feng Yiping believed that after they stabilized, many of them would germinate in a solid state. It is not easy to change the temperament of ten or twenty years, so it is very necessary to recruit some hard-working and low-paid workers to force them to correct their attitudes. This is another kind of "catfish effect". Bar.

On the hill behind the house, Feng Yuxuan was wearing a dirty gray coat, holding a book in her hand, leaning against the only remaining big pine tree on the hill, surrounded by a group of girls of the same age, talking about something, seeing When you reach Feng Yiping, immediately shout down, "Mom, your big baby is back!"

Mei Qiuping and Feng Jiasheng's wives moved a stool, sat under the eaves, and basked in the sun leisurely, eating melon seeds, "I'm back!"

Feng Jiasheng's wife also said, "Hey, our great writer is back!"

It seems that Mei Qiuping often shows off her signings in front of them.

"Didn't eat?" Mei Qiuping stood up from the stool, patted the melon seed shell on her body, and took the suitcase in his hand, "You are here to bask in the sun, and I will get you some food."

Feng Yiping heard the noise coming from the house, and asked, "What's going on inside?"

"What else are you doing, drinking and arguing, it's been more than two hours now."

Oh, no wonder it sounded, the voices of many people inside were so high-pitched.

"Sanniang, don't be too busy. They have been drinking for so long, what food do they have, let Yiping come to my house, and I will cook a hot pot for them." Feng Hongbing's mother came out of his kitchen.

Feng Hongbing, who hadn't seen him for a few years, followed behind, holding a clay jug in his hand, "Uncle Yiping, come quickly, everything is ready."

"Then you go," Mei Qiuping said. It's normal to go to a neighbor's house for a meal at the end of the year.

On the log table of Feng Hongbing’s family, there is a brass hot pot. In the early years, this was the only one in the village, which made many people envious. The flowers, the chicken in the soup base, are floating and sinking in the soup, with a strong fragrance and very attractive.

There are plates full of crisp green vegetables, lettuce bought on the street, enoki mushrooms, vermicelli, meat paste, meatballs, ham sausage, fried balls, thinly sliced ​​lamb with skin, pork liver, tender beef, etc. Very rich.

Next to the brazier under the table, the flagon just now was simmering.

"Sit down, uncle," Feng Hongbing greeted, pointing to the young man sitting at the table, "Do you remember who he is?"

It was a young man of the same age as them, and he looked very neat. Feng Yiping tried his best to recall that he was a little familiar, but he couldn't remember it at all.

"Sorry, I really can't remember."

"It's okay, it's been so many years, but let me tell you that you will definitely remember one thing. Do you still remember when you were playing cockfights in the third grade and dislocated your right hand? That was me."

"Oh, you are Zhigao."

This "cockfight" is not the kind of two chickens fighting in the field, but a game played by children from poor places when they were young. The rules are very simple. Mainly use the knees to attack, and the one who lands on the feet first loses.

This kind of game can be played one-on-one or many-to-many in groups, especially when the weather is cold, it is very popular among them.

That time, it was also many-to-many, divided into two groups. Feng Yiping was competing with the opposite classmate. Feng Zhigao jumped over from the side and pried him to the ground with a neat knee. The elbow was dislocated at that time.

But he is a guy who is not afraid of pain and has a lot of nerves. He felt a little uncomfortable and didn't take it seriously. Homework done with the left hand, it was not until after two classes, on the way home from school, that the fourth uncle found that his right hand was swollen as thick as his thigh, so he carried him to the bone trauma doctor.

Feng Zhi raised a glass of wine, "I offer you a toast, don't take it to heart when you were ignorant when you were young."

Feng Yiping drank a cup of sweet rice wine, "What's the matter, it was just a joke at the time, I forgot, by the way, where are you getting rich now?" After frosting, the small green vegetables are boiled in chicken soup, and the taste is so delicious!

"I'm not as smart as you guys. I can't get into school. After graduating from elementary school, I wandered around. From south to north, I traveled to many places, but I never made a name for myself. This time, I heard that your cabinet factory I just came back after recruiting people, and I have been working in the factory for more than a month together with Hong Bing."

"Oh, that's good. The cabinet factory really needs your help in the future. Besides, you have been to so many places at such a young age. This kind of experience itself is also a kind of wealth. It can't be bought with money. It's unnecessary. Belittle yourself."

"That's right, come on, drink, Mr. Cai also said, running sales, it's people like us who want to travel around."

"Have you all settled down to run sales?"

"Yes, it's all set to be in the sales department, but you have to stay in the workshop for three months to figure out all these things inside and out."

This is actually what Feng Yiping emphasized. To be a professional salesperson, you must first have a full understanding of your products.

Otherwise, if you find a customer who sells furniture, the customer will ask you, what material is used for the cabinet, how thick is the panel, how many centimeters is the door, what brand is the hinge, what paint is used, and what is the data on fire resistance and water seepage prevention? So, if you don't know anything about it, do you still expect others to sell it to you?

After staying in the factory for three months, getting familiar with the various processes, and installing a few sets by myself, I can tell one, two, three when I see competitors' products. Only such sales can convince customers.

"Actually, I still hope to open a specialty store in the future." Feng Hongbing said.

This is also their established strategy. For those places where it is difficult to find agents and the market is good, Jiasheng will open its own specialty stores.

"Now more and more houses are being built in the city. In provinces and cities, residential buildings are being built one after another. With so many houses, every home needs to be renovated. I don't believe I can't take down a few of them. "

His analysis is very general and unscientific, just like the market analysis done by some people. If one of the more than one billion people in our country buys a pair of jeans, it will be a huge market of tens of billions. Even if I only account for 1% share, the annual output value is at least hundreds of millions.

But of course it is not easy to dampen his enthusiasm now, "This is a good goal, work hard!" Feng Yiping raised his glass to him.

"Yes, let's work hard together and strive to be the sales champion in the factory next year." Feng Zhigao also raised his glass for fun.

This meal was very satisfying, Feng Yiping didn't drink much, he only cared about the food, and in the end he couldn't even eat. When he got home, it was almost three o'clock, and his mother was still outside in the sun, and the house was still very lively. He was surprised, "Still drinking?"

"How can they have such a large amount of alcohol, they are drinking tea now."

"What are you talking about, so enthusiastic?" Feng Yiping sat down next to his mother. He obviously didn't drink much just now, but in such an atmosphere, he also feels a little drunk now.

"I'm talking about the construction of a building next year. This one says this, that one says that. I think they are idle."

When Feng Yiping heard it, he was a little interested. I can also add a few sentences to this topic. It turned out that no one would listen to what he said, but it was different now, the people in the village would definitely not treat him as an ordinary child.