Chapter 400 Ten Thousand Yuan Household

"Hey, today is only the 28th, and the day after tomorrow is the 30th. We are celebrating the New Year in advance." Zhou Zhigang held up the wine glass and smiled brightly: "The last time we reunited was when you just went to college in 1978. It has been more than two years in a blink of an eye, and the children are so big now. Come on, let's drink together."

"Cheers..."

The ten people on the kang and the floor, several kids all drank with drinks and laughed.

Putting down the wine glass, Zhou Zhigang asked: "How are your studies in Beijing? You should graduate this year, right? I heard that there are master's and doctoral programs there, are you still going to study?"

Zhou Bingyi smiled and said: "Dad, Jiangda in our family has contacted our school and me. After graduation, I will go home."

"Really? That's great. It's close, so it will be convenient to meet each other, and I can take care of the children at home." Zhou Zhigang also knew that his eldest son had grown up in his father-in-law's house, whether he was in Jichun or not. He tilted his head to look at Zhou Rong: "What are your plans, you and Huacheng?"

Zhou Rong glanced at Feng Huacheng and said with a smile: "We have to wait and see. The main issue is the house. There are too many talented people in Beijing, and it is too difficult to get a house. Let's see how it goes this year. If I can get a house, I will take the postgraduate entrance examination there and strive to stay in school to teach. If not, then we will return to Jichun, Huacheng will go to the Writers Association, and I will go to Jiang University like my brother, teaching and studying at the same time."

Feng Huacheng's face was a little embarrassed. He didn't say anything about nourishing the mind and the body like in the original play. He couldn't say that because of the pressure of life. After all, he said that he would get a house in two years. Not to mention that there has been no movement for more than two years, he may have to return from the capital to his father-in-law's house. How can he feel comfortable? He felt that every look cast on him was full of irony of "you are useless", and he felt like sitting on pins and needles.

Zhou Bingkun nodded and said, "Come back, it's ok. The editor-in-chief of the Golden Land magazine is very impressed with my brother-in-law. In 1978, my brother-in-law asked me to publish the poem in the newspaper. The response was very good. By the way, brother-in-law, I haven't asked or read the Golden Land magazine in the past few years. Are you still in touch with Shao Jingwen?"

"Yes, he occasionally asks me for articles and publishes some works."

"Look, isn't that it?" Zhou Zhigang nodded with a smile: "You guys, there is no need to hold on. The house is actually nothing. Bingyi lives in Dongmei's house, and Xiaoyan has a house. If you come back, we can live in both houses. It's spacious."

He said this, but he was actually uncomfortable. After all, Zhou Bingyi grew up in his father-in-law's house. Now he has a child and is pregnant, which is understandable. But he didn't stay at home when he came back before. Over the years, Zhou Bingyi has never slept at home. Li Suhua was still talking to him last night before going to bed, saying that the eldest son had left the old Zhou family.

Of course, his discomfort was not due to anything else, but he blamed himself for not being able to build a house for them, or buy a house. Although he knew that even if Zhou Bingyi had a house, he would still live 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, the unit will provide housing. They may not be able to get a house at first, but they can also get a solidarity household like the library family building they live in in Beijing."

"Ah, that's good, that's good." Zhou Zhigang looked at Chen Jing and asked: "Chen Jing, what are your plans for the future?"

"I still have the establishment of the library, and I may come back to continue working in the library."

Zhou Zhigang was embarrassed for a while, and didn't know what to say.

Zhou Bingkun spoke for his father: "No, sister-in-law, what do you think? Go to university for four years, such a good university as Beijing University, and then come back to continue working in the library? Then why did you bother for these four years? Live apart from my brother, and the child can't see his biological mother, what's the point?"

"Bingkun is right, Chen Jing, now talents are needed everywhere. You studied in Beijing University for four years, and then go back to work in the library. That's really a waste."

"Uncle, Bingkun, I just said that. There is still a year before graduation. I haven't decided what I want to do. Let's talk about it when the time comes."

Seeing the father and son looking at him, Wang Yan smiled and said, "I didn't say anything. Do whatever you want. Don't worry about her. Come on, have a drink."

He was telling the truth. Over the years, he has never thought of letting women become his helpers. Women in the past were like this, and so is Chen Jing now. If you want to be an artistic young woman, then do it. If you want to do business or politics, you can do it. Anyway, he wouldn't care. After all, they lived there comfortably and the conditions were there, so it couldn't be worse.

The family laughed and talked about the changes and interesting things that happened over the years. Of course, they also talked about national affairs. As a gentleman, it's easy to talk about that. And although it is still not fully open, the restrictions in various aspects have been reduced relatively speaking. The south is in full swing, and new things are beginning to appear intensively. The most obvious change in clothing is real, so it's inevitable to talk about it.

Talking about the reform in the south, Zhou Bingyi sighed and asked: "Bingkun, how is your soy sauce factory now? Has it been affected? I'm in Beijing, and I heard that because of the goods coming from the south, the profits of many state-owned factories have plummeted. And before I came back, my comrade in the Corps came to see me, and I talked to him. Now the impact in all aspects is huge."

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 gave Bingkun some prescriptions and money, and Bingkun went to Pengcheng to do it. 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 such a disgrace, speaking more than her brains and relying 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. I also have a share, don't I? My brother has settled the score. It was me who came up with the idea, and you did the thing. No one has more credit than anyone else." Wang Yan Lian waved his hands 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. I just want to let my parents know that this old son is not a waste, but also has 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 and shoes 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. Sister Dongmei, sister-in-law, sister, you all have these clothes, bags, shoes, and ladies’ watches, and these are the children’s clothes. I’ve sorted them out. 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 given by 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 getting home and putting the child to sleep, they made love and washed each other, and then they snuggled into each other 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 grapevine, and said that she had sacrificed herself for the sake of her family. She really didn't treat us as outsiders if it hadn't been for Brother Bingyi's comrade. 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 doesn't mean to take pleasure in others' misfortune, he just looks at the impact of waving his little wings, whether it's good or bad, as long as you don't act recklessly in front of him, he doesn't care, do whatever you want.

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. Then he looked at Zhou Bingyi who was following the driver to get things into the house: "What did you get? So much?"

"This is a southern specialty that my comrades in the Corps gave me. This is the bacon that my dad gave you to eat. Oh, and this is their green tea, which I brought back for you to drink, and some other things. These 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 over there likes to drink it. Look, this is a watch 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 it, it must be really profitable. ”

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 given by Xiao Yan, 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 said with a smile: “Now the country is also piloting it, allowing some people to get rich first. Now it seems that there are many people in the same situation as your brother. ”

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. You and your family are all here. We won't go to your house and cause you 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 sleep.

"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 was no policy at that time. It was speculation. He was afraid that I would worry about it. , He has been hiding it from me. Now he doesn’t know, I see all his things.”

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. Lai Yue, and after he came back, he didn’t go to work, fearing that I would find him, so he just rode his bicycle around. Later, I chatted with others and found out that someone was doing it, so I thought Bingkun was really doing it too. He’s a fool and doesn’t know anything.”

Li Suhua said with a smile: "Don't make that stubborn donkey 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. 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, Xiaoyan, you don't know. Be careful, if something happens, you must not 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 has come and gone 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 happen? Besides, now that the country allows it, it means that what he did before is okay. Wrong, what else can you do? Let me tell you, if you dare to show disgrace to Bingkun and Xiaoyan, I won’t deal with you, you old man.”

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..."

"Hi..."

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