Transformation of Rebirth

The house that Han Zhijun was looking for was just across from the courtyard of the research institute. It used to be a staff building under the research institute, but now it is mostly the old men and women who have retired from the research institute. Chen Lingling was quite happy when she heard that she moved there. After all, the people living there are cultural people and high-level intellectuals, and that kind of environment is good for children.

The staff building is a single-family building, with a set of more than [-] square meters, but Zheng Haiyang found that the residential area in the past was a real practical area, without those messy shared public areas, more than [-] square meters, two large rooms facing the sun , a small living room for eating, a kitchen and a bathroom, it is enough for the two of them to squeeze together.The men were out most of the time anyway.

The two families quickly moved out of the oil factory. Hu Cheng always felt sorry for them after the yard was smashed last time, so he specially found a car to help them take all their luggage. The oil factory and the young female workers helped Cheng Baoli, Chen Lingling and the others cleaned up the house. They were all quick-witted people, and they cleaned up the house in one morning.

Han Zhijun wanted to invite the people who helped move out to have lunch, but several oil factory workers politely refused, and left together after helping to clean up.

After living here, it was much more convenient. Cheng Baoli went to the office to clean up in the morning, and then went to the nearby vegetable market to buy some vegetables. The men would come back to eat when they were not busy, and Cheng Baoli would send them over when they were busy.

However, after coming to the provincial capital, the main task of the two women was to take care of the children, which made Cheng Baoli, who was always busy, a little uncomfortable.She used to be a small worker when she was in the oil factory, but now she has nothing to do except cook, clean the office and take care of the children. On the contrary, Chen Lingling is very calm.

It is already September now, and the weather is not so hot. After Zheng Haiyang came here, he ran downstairs from time to time to walk around the yard, or went out to walk around the roadside twice. He found that around the courtyard of the research institute, A small business circle has been formed, selling everything, and there are many open-air shops nearby.

Zheng Haiyang originally wanted to help his mother find something to do, but after shopping around, he found that there was nothing to sell, and there were too many shops with limited traffic, so he could earn a few dollars a day, and let his mother work hard to earn these few dollars. It's better to blow on the electric fan at home and chat with Chen Lingling for a dollar.

Sometimes Chen Lingling would take Zheng Haiyang and Han for a walk, mostly at six o'clock in the evening, there would be many old men and women chatting in the yard downstairs, and many old men would gather around to play chess.

The environment in this yard is really good. Zheng Haiyang found that people of different levels chatted differently. In the past, in the staff compound of Zhigong Oil Factory in his hometown, he could hear a bunch of women downstairs talking about other people’s homes every day. Right and wrong, and now the old men and women in the yard are talking a lot about the important affairs of the family and the country-what new policies of the country have been read in the newspapers recently, where tax evasion and tax evasion have been investigated, where new factories have been opened, where the local What policies did the government implement to promote the economy... and so on and so on.

Zheng Haiyang once heard two old men talking about the "Yiyang Introduction Class" in the courtyard of the research institute opposite, and his ears immediately perked up.

"Young people have good brains and good methods. They are more reliable than those 'debt collection classes'. But they took advantage of the loopholes and didn't expect the consequences."

"That is to say, it will be chaotic. Now the superiors have not reacted, and the state-owned factories have not taken it seriously. After all, people's thinking is different from before. Are they not so rigid? However, there will definitely be state-owned directors and factory directors. He said that workers working outside would affect their work in the factory, and that the introduction class was a 'bad man', and it was only for skilled workers. Would it be troublesome then? Besides, working outside is better than working in the factory Still making money, after a while, everyone will get out of the state-owned factories and quit!"

"In the final analysis, the country's policies in all aspects cannot keep up. If the development is fast and the policies are not up to date, troubles will occur."

"..."

Zheng Haiyang's eyes lit up after hearing this, and he had to admit that these people who have experienced the era of great national change understand this era better than themselves. They have seen the value of "one ocean" and the possibility of "one ocean" difficulties faced.

Zheng Haiyang turned his head and told Han Zhijun what he had heard like pouring beans. The adults are no longer surprised by the "advanced skill" of being able to recite what adults say back and forth at the age of three. Anyway, everyone knows now. Zheng Haiyang is getting smarter and smarter, he doesn't look like a three-year-old at all.

Zheng Ping and Han Zhijun discussed for a long time, and found that the "Yiyang Introduction Class" really can't last long. It's like the refrigerator factory Yiyang that Han Zhijun opened before, because of a policy decision, the refrigerator factory can only be closed, and "Yiyang" is the same , without policy support, I can’t find any relevant basis. It is only based on the "ideas" of them. rectify.

Han Zhijun and Zheng Ping thought about it for several days, and finally made such a decision—they decided to wait until December at the end of the year, and revise the future signing contract to increase the fee of the middleman "Yiyang".

From September to December, after the initial exciting period, Han Zhijun and Zheng Ping made steady progress step by step, making money would make people inflated, but when they decided to close at the end of December, the two men felt pressure in their hearts , because after 12 and 1990, everything is still unknown.

At the end of December, someone finally reacted and opened an "introduction class". The three "debt collection classes" became "introduction classes" at the end of the year, hoping to get a share of the quick money. The cost is actually lower than "Yiyang".

"Yiyang" was ready to quit at that time, but no one said anything. Anyway, the contract with the factory in their hands basically ended in December, and now a large amount of final payment was being collected. Two women, Chen Lingling and Cheng Baoli, were in the office. After counting the money for three days, after the gate was closed, they finally settled the accounts. After excluding all the seventy-eight eighty-eight living costs and the costs related to "Yiyang" in the past six months, they made a total of more than 12.

Cheng Baoli did another calculation. The two families have more than 8000 people and one family has more than 4000 people. They come to the provincial capital for half a year, and the average monthly income is almost [-]. This [-] is still net income not including living expenses!

Cheng Baoli was overjoyed with the more than 4000 allocated, and went to the bank with Chen Lingling to save money that day.

The two men stayed in the office. Zheng Haiyang looked at Han Yi on the sofa. After the mothers left, Zheng Ping and Han Zhijun quietly and carefully took out a stack of money from the drawer and started counting, counting several times .

Han Zhijun sighed and tapped the 1000 yuan in his hand, and put the money into his padded jacket. Zheng Ping turned to look at him with a slightly pitiful expression: "Is 500 yuan too much?"

Han Zhijun sighed again, shrugged and said, "I can't help it, my wife is very good at money, I have to hide some money for cigarettes."

Zheng Haiyang sprayed it with a sip of boiled water. Zheng Ping got up and took candy and stuffed it for his son, touched his son's soft head, and said earnestly: "Yangyang, do you know the little secret between men? I can't tell your mother. Dad hid it. The money will buy you candy."

Zheng Haiyang looked at his own father and then at Han Zhijun, deeply sympathized with the strict management of the two wives who secretly hid money, fathers, do you want to be so pitiful.

He then nodded seriously.

That night, Cheng Baoli found 1000 yuan from Zheng Haiyang's cotton-padded jacket, which had not been warmed for a long time, only to hear Zheng Ping shouting in the room: "Leave some for me, I'm buying cigarettes, and I have to give it to my son." Buy sugar."

"It's not your turn to buy candy for your son!"

"Leave me two hundred."

"Hey, you are the big boss now, what kind of cigarettes cost two hundred!?"

"One hundred! One hundred head office, right?"

"thirty!"

"eighty!"

"twenty!"

"Fifty!"

Cheng Baoli was too lazy to talk nonsense, turned around and left, let alone money, she didn't leave a fart for Zheng Ping.

Zheng Ping walked up to the balcony, Han Zhijun was smoking, and turned to look at him: "Confiscated?"

Zheng Ping: "Well, let's have a cigarette." Then he went to take the cigarette in Han Zhijun's hand and light it.

Han Zhijun exhaled a mouthful of smoke rings with a scheming expression on his face, and said quietly, "All taken?"

"Ah, what about you?"

"Leave three hundred." Han Zhijun hid the money out of experience, and knew that he had to divide the money. Poor Zheng Ping didn't know.

Zheng Ping said pitifully, "Lend me one hundred and fifty, and I'll pay you back later." There's no money to buy cigarettes.

Han Zhijun and Zheng Ping suddenly turned their heads at the same time, only to see Zheng Haiyang standing behind them, looking at them with a clear look.

Zheng Haiyang smiled with his mouth open, and turned his head: "Auntie!!..."

Han Zhijun and Zheng Ping hurriedly picked up the child and covered their mouths. Han Zhijun said, "Shhhhh, little ancestor! Uncle is afraid of you! I will buy you something delicious tomorrow."

Zheng Haiyang spread his small hands and looked innocent, "I'll give you thirty."

Zheng Ping, Han Zhijun: "..."

"Aunt!--"

"Okay, okay, daddy will give you thirty! I'll give you thirty!" After dividing up thirty, there are still one hundred and twenty left. I have already been sold by my own son once, and if I am sold a second time, I really have no money. up!

Zheng Haiyang took Qian Huanhuan and ran away happily. Han Zhijun slapped the boy's butt, stood up and said to Zheng Ping, "Your son will definitely be a big shot in the future."

Zheng Ping laughed dryly, thinking of some important person?Is it a big shot who searched for private house money?

Zheng Haiyang ran to Chen Lingling's room. The two women were cooking in the kitchen with the door closed, and the baby Han Yi was sitting on the bed alone.

Zheng Haiyang took a toy casually, folded 30 yuan and stuffed it into the gap of the toy interface—he also wanted to save money.He stuffed the money and put the toy back to its original place. Han Yi kept looking at him with wide round eyes. Zheng Haiyang turned around and walked back, touched his small face and said, "Do you know the little secret between men?" Said: "I saved the money, and I will use it for you to marry a wife in the future."