Rebirth in 1958: Getting rich starts from Nanluoguxiang

"What?" Tan Mingzhi and his mother were shocked when they heard this. They cried out,

Director Wang ignored their shouting and continued, "Li Xiulian asked for a divorce from you. Our government respects women's wishes and will grant the divorce.

Li Xiulian, come with me to the neighborhood office later. I'll get your household registration registered. Based on your situation, we'll contact the No. 2 Steel Rolling Mill and get you a temporary job."

Li Xiulian was overjoyed when she heard this, and immediately felt full of anticipation for her future life.

Tan Mingzhi never expected that just beating his wife would cause such a big uproar.

He started to cry and howl: "Director Wang, you can't do this. If you do this, you are forcing my mother and me to die..."

Once this was said, if it happened in the future, the leader would definitely be afraid. After all, if someone was really forced to death, then the leader would have to bear a great responsibility.

But in this era, such words really can't scare a leader like Director Wang.

"Force you to death? That's your business. I'm just telling you the decision. You deserve to die. You asked for it."

Director Wang waved his hand and said, "Take Tan Mingzhi to the police station. The subdistrict office will complete the divorce procedures and then send him to the detention center."

The two policemen agreed, and this time they showed no mercy, pushing Tan Mingzhi down, pulling out his belt, and tying him up.

Tan Mingzhi was completely terrified this time. He desperately shouted: "Wife, wife, I was wrong. I will never hit you again. I will never listen to my mother again..."

Li Xiulian didn't even turn her head and went straight into the house to pack her clothes.

Old Mrs. Tan was dumbfounded. She held her grandson's hand and looked around helplessly, hoping that someone could say a few good words for her. Unfortunately, no one paid any attention to her. How arrogant she was in the past, how humble she was now.

Old Mrs. Tan is just a microcosm of mothers-in-law throughout the generations. When she was tortured by her mother-in-law, she also gritted her teeth and swore that when her son grew up and got married, she would never be as inhuman as her mother-in-law.

But when she became a mother-in-law, she saw her son, whom she had raised and held in her arms, being held by another woman's hand and arm. She felt hatred. Why? My son is mine! No one can take him away...

So she repeated the torture her mother-in-law had done to her, only she became even worse, gossiping about her grandson, refusing to acknowledge her mother, and calling her own mother a bitch.

The daughter-in-law certainly didn't know about her mother-in-law's twisted mentality. She was just wondering why her mother-in-law had become a different person after she got married. Yesterday, she was holding her hand and smiling kindly as if she had been poisoned by gas, but today she had a ferocious face and her eyes were filled with hatred that she couldn't hide.

Most of the so-called conflicts between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law stem from this, which is the control and possession of their sons, but no one dares to admit it openly...

Mrs. Tan's hair was disheveled, and there was a size 44 shoe print on her face. She looked like she couldn't live any longer. No one present felt sorry for her, including the snotty-nosed boy she was holding. How could such a parent raise a good child? She was just adding another scum to society.

The police took Tan Mingzhi away, and Li Xiulian followed behind with a small bag on her shoulder. The courtyard gate was crowded with people watching the excitement. Word of mouth is the fastest tool for spreading news in this era. Within a few hours, Tan Mingzhi beat his wife. Not only was he detained, he was also driven out of Nanluoguxiang. His wife also divorced him. The news spread everywhere and even got artistic processing.

Now all the gentlemen in Nanluoguxiang who usually like to use their wives to practice boxing have become obedient. Tan Mingzhi instantly topped the Nanluoguxiang hot search list, replacing the Shachun beating incident and taking the first place.

Director Wang also said goodbye to Dabao and left. Lu Xiu'e did not leave and discussed with her son how to renovate the house.

Dabao talked about his business trip to Xinjiang. When Lu Xiu'e heard that her son would be gone for a month or two, she became a little angry. Doesn't that mean she won't be able to see her son for two months?

However, mothers in that era did not hold their sons back. Although Lu Xiu'e frowned, she only gave Dabao a few instructions.

When Master Lei finished measuring and came out of the house, Dabao went to meet him.

"Comrade Qin, I will do this job for a month and a half as you requested. I will provide all the materials and labor, so please give me 560 yuan."

Master Lei hurriedly explained: "It's mainly the wood. I'll find you some good ones. And for the floor, I'll make it all out of gold bricks. This is a bit expensive."

Dabao took out three hundred yuan from his pocket and handed it to Master Lei: "Money is no problem. Here are three hundred yuan. After you finish the work, my mother will give you the remaining two hundred and sixty yuan. Please take the trouble to make it better for me. If you have any good materials, feel free to use them. It doesn't matter if you spend more than the money. Just report it when the time comes and my mother will give it to you."

Craftsmen like Master Lei like to meet such customers the most, who are generous and straightforward and don't find faults. He quickly agreed.

The three of them walked out of the yard, and Master Lei strolled back to Maoer Hutong. In the middle yard, Dabao held Xiaodang for a while, filled Xiaodang's pockets with milk candies, left two cans of milk powder, and told Jia Zhangshi to make sure to give it to Xiaodang. Jia Zhangshi's eyes lit up, thinking that this was a good thing, at worst, the grandchildren could drink it together.

Dabao knew what she was thinking, but he didn't care. After all, Banggeng was just a child, and he wasn't annoying. So he just drank it. He just came out of the courtyard.

Dabao opened the trunk and took out two bags of rice and two cans of milk powder: "Mom, I left a bag of rice and a bag of flour at home. Don't be reluctant to eat them. I can buy back the grain from our commune grain station this time.

Please take care of these two bags of rice. Give one to Old Zhang. I'm pressed for time and don't have time to visit him today. When I get back, there's another bag, plus some milk powder. Please help me deliver it to Uncle Zhao's house. Su Xiao is still breastfeeding and should use it."

Lu Xiu'e agreed, and Dabao took out another thousand yuan from his pocket and gave it to his mother.

Lu Xiu'e said she didn't want anything: "Son, Mom has money. You have to raise a child and spend a lot of money, and you have to go on business trips. You should keep it for yourself."

Dabao put the money in his mother's pocket and said, "Don't worry, Mom. I have money. I am now a regular official. I earn more than 100 yuan a month and I get paid every month. I have no pressure to raise a child. Besides, I sold my game to the steel mill last time for several thousand yuan. You can keep this 1,000 yuan."

Not only Lu Xiu'e knew about the meat-selling business, but everyone in the courtyard knew about it. With a talkative person like Sha Zhu around, there were no secrets in this world. However, this was also done intentionally by Dabao. He had to have an excuse for spending money lavishly, right?

Dabao went to the state-owned restaurant to pick up the lunch box. It is so convenient to have a car now. This jeep is actually a cover. When he got to a place where there was no one, Dabao put all the things into the space.

After saying goodbye to Cuicui, he stuffed twenty yuan and ten kilograms of food coupons into her sister's pockets, which were for her two sisters to spend. Only then did he feel at ease to leave.

Dabao drove the car to a deserted place, collected the lunch box, and then took out the envelope given by his uncle and poured out all the tickets inside.

He took a closer look and was delighted. This pile of coupons were all in high demand. Among them, there were 120 kilograms of national food coupons, which were the most valuable and could be used to buy soybean oil. There were also 80 kilograms of local food coupons.

One ticket each for a bicycle, a radio, and a watch. The remaining tickets were a pile of cloth and cotton tickets, and two flashlight tickets.

For ordinary people, having one of these tickets is a great treasure and they have to be kept as treasures.

These scarce tickets are actually in the drawers of the leading cadres. No matter how the times develop and progress, these leading cadres will never lack money or materials. It is always the ordinary people who struggle to make ends meet. It is the ordinary people who make the leading cadres fat. However, the leading cadres never think so. They think that what they get is natural.

Dabao sighed. It was because of this mentality that the great storm broke out. Therefore, during the great storm, those who were knocked down were the leading cadres, and ordinary people were rarely affected. It was just that the more the great storm developed, the more it deviated from its track...