She was going back to visit relatives, her first home in months.
For her, this visit to relatives can be described as a return home in fine clothes.
Yang Jun lent her the military vehicle. After she got the key, she immediately went to the logistics department to fill up the tank with oil. Just in case, she brought an extra barrel of oil.
During lunch, she loaded all the things she needed to bring into the car and set off after get off work in the evening.
Also returning with her was Yu Shiyun from the same village.
Yu Shiyun is a second-level fitter in the workshop. He has worked in the factory for almost six years. He usually lives in the staff dormitory and takes a long-distance bus home on weekends.
When he heard that Yang Jun lent his car to Sun Zhaodi, he was extremely envious.
In the past few months, he has witnessed with his own eyes how Sun Zhaodi has risen step by step, from nothing to something, and from something to wealth.
Not only did she not have to worry about food and drink, she also bought a lot of new clothes. She was especially jealous when she heard that Sun Zhaodi lived in the factory director's cadre housing.
No, when he heard that Sun Zhaodi was driving back this time, he couldn't sit still. He immediately asked Sun Zhaodi to take half a day off and go back in the afternoon.
Sun Zhaodi disagreed at first, but couldn't resist his temptation and finally agreed to go back in the afternoon.
The steel rolling mill is more than 200 kilometers away from their village, and it took the car more than four hours to get home.
When they arrived home, people in the village had not yet finished work.
Sun Dashan and ordinary villagers are repairing irrigation ditches in the farmland.
Since Sun Zhaodi went to work at the steel rolling mill, he has become the second-largest figure in the village, besides Yu Manshan, the village party secretary.
Every time the eldest daughter sends money, the receipt is sent to the village department. Yu Manshan knows exactly how much money is on it.
From the initial payment of more than a dozen yuan to the later tens and tens of dollars, plus the fact that Yang Jun sent him food and clothes from time to time, Yu Manshan was very jealous and lamented that Sun Dashan had met a noble person.
No matter where Sun Dashan goes now, he has become a star-like figure. People in the village respect him and praise him for having a good daughter and so on.
Although Sun Dashan liked to listen to flattery, he knew in his heart that all this was given by Yang Jun, so instead of being flattered, he tried to keep a low profile.
At this time, the village party secretary Yu Manshan came over.
He was holding a dry tobacco pot in his hand and squatting on the edge of the field chatting.
"Da Shan, how much money did your family send to Zhaodi this month?"
Sun Dashan was digging the soil with a shovel. Hearing this, he stopped what he was doing and said with a smile,
"Brother Yu, don't you, the branch secretary, know if Zhaodi has sent any money? Why did you ask me?"
When Yu Manshan heard this, he smoked and said nothing.
Of course he knew whether Sun Zhaodi had sent money home. The remittance slips were sent to the village headquarters, and then were collected by family members, and then went to the credit union in the town to withdraw money with the remittance slips.
When he asked what he meant by this sentence, he had no other meaning than pure envy.
"Da Shan, Zhaodi is much better than that brat from my family."
"If I remember correctly, your salary as a recruiter is twenty-seven yuan."
"Yes, Brother Yu, you remembered correctly."
"My brat's salary is thirty-seven and a half yuan, which is higher than Zhaodi's salary, but he only sends me one yuan every month. Don't you think he's angry?"
Yu Manshan is troubled. His son's salary is higher than other people's, but the money he sends back every month is not as much as other people's. This makes him, the village party secretary, unable to hold his head high in the village.
"Brother Yu, don't be angry. My Zhaodi is taken care of by his Uncle Yang, who takes care of food, food and housing. It only costs a few dollars to send more to home. Your family's fortune will be different. He is a big brother."
He's a young man, he's the age of his partner, and he has a lot of money to spend, so it's understandable that he doesn't provide enough subsidies to his family."
"Yes, brother Dashan, you are right. The last time my brat came back, I heard that he had a date in the factory. He invited guests to dinner and movies. There were many places to spend money.
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Yu Manshan was very satisfied with Sun Dashan's attitude.
Even though he looked dazed, he was very considerate and knew how to give him the village party committee letter.
If it had been before, Yu Manshan wouldn't have looked at Sun Dashan's face and just rolled his eyes.
But it was different now. He had found a backer, and this backer was his son's factory director. No matter how unwilling he was, he did not dare to challenge Sun Dashan.
Fortunately, Sun Dashan is not impetuous and is not complacent because he has found Yang Jun as his backer. Instead, he is more modest and cautious than before. Especially when he speaks, he thinks twice for fear of offending someone.
"Brother Yu, tomorrow is the weekend. Will your fortune come back?" Sun Dashan put down his shovel and squatted on the ground to talk to Yu Manshan.
At this time, everyone put aside their friends and came over to chat.
"Who knew, this kid would forget about his parents when he has a partner." Yu Manshan said angrily.
"Hey, my Zhaodi hasn't been home for almost five months. Not to mention, I miss her a little bit." Sun Dashan sighed.
"If you miss her, just ask her to come back. Can you save the three yuan in travel expenses and make a fortune?"
"Brother Yu, you can't say that. Three yuan is a lot of money. It can buy sixty kilograms of stick noodles, which is enough to feed our family for half a month."
"Scrooge."
Yu Manshan rolled his eyes and said: "If I remember correctly, in the past few months, Zhaodi has sent almost 300 yuan. Why is he richer than before?"
Sun Dashan chuckled and said, "Isn't this just repaying the debt I owed for famine?"
"I will ask Zhaodi to come back after the salary is paid next month."
When everyone heard this, they all showed envious expressions.
Everyone is well aware of the situation of Sun Dashan's family. They owed more than 200 yuan for famine in the past few years. In just a few months, all the debts have been paid off. Listen to Sun Dashan's words.
I mean, starting from next month, their family will have savings. Can they not be envious?
"Brother Dashan, your family is rich now, why don't you treat us to a meal?"
At this time, someone shouted.
"Yes, Zhaodi can make money now, but she can no longer be as stingy as before."
"Forget it if you treat guests to dinner, you can't miss out on the big front door that costs 30 cents a bag."
For a while, everyone clamored for Sun Dashan to express his gratitude.
Sun Dashan's face turned red and he said in a low voice,
"I...you don't know about my family's situation. The whole family depends on Zhaodi's salary. I...I...can't afford it."
"Hey, stingy."
Everyone made disdainful sounds, and the look in their eyes when they looked at Sun Dashan was no longer the envy they had before, but instead there was a hint of jealousy.
Everyone hates the rich in their hearts, why is your family living so well?
"When you've had enough rest, go back to work."
Yu Manshan shouted and immediately got up to drive people to work.
It's not that he wants to rescue Sun Dashan, but he knows in his heart that once Sun Dashan invites guests, then should he treat him?
You must know that his son entered the factory a few years earlier than Sun Zhaodi, and his salary was even higher.
Therefore, it seems that it is relieving Sun Dashan, but in fact it is blocking the way to treat guests to dinner.
"Hey, look, there's a car coming this way."
Suddenly someone in the crowd shouted.
There are very few cars in the village. Even when commune leaders come to inspect, they come on bicycles.
Therefore, when we saw the car at this time, everyone felt it was quite strange.
Everyone looked in the direction of his finger and saw a jeep slowly approaching at the entrance of the village.
"Which leader is here to inspect this?" Yu Manshan muttered to himself.
"Why do I feel like this car is so familiar?" Sun Dashan said with squinted eyes.
After listening to Sun Dashan's words, Yu Manshan also felt that this car was a bit familiar.
I just can't remember where I've seen it.
"Oh, I remembered, isn't this the car that the medical team came to our village before?"
At this time, a villager recognized the car at a glance.
"Yes, that's the car, Jun, that's the license plate. I remembered it correctly," someone responded.
When they heard that this jeep was the same one that the medical team used to go to the countryside, Yu Manshan and Sun Dashan were shocked.
If others don't know about this car, how can they not know about it?
This is the car of Yang Jun, the director of the steel rolling mill.
Yu Manshan turned his eyes and ran over immediately.
"Everyone, follow me to meet the leader."
He has an active mind and just wants to leave a good impression in front of Yang Jun.
He just didn't know Yang Jun's identity before, but now that he knows it, naturally he can't have the same attitude as before.
If you make good friends with Yang Jun, you might be able to get a few places in the factory. Even if you can't get it, at worst it will help your son's future.
"It's Uncle Yang who's here. This is a big deal."
Seeing everyone rushing to greet the leader, Sun Dashan was unwilling to be left behind, threw down his shovel and ran over.
"Gah!"
With a sharp braking sound, the jeep stopped.
Yu Manshan led a group of villagers to surround him.
"Director Yang, welcome to your visit. When you said you were coming, you didn't say anything in advance..."
As Yu Manshan spoke, he opened the passenger door with a cheerful expression.
"Dad, how dare you open the door for me with your arrogance?"
The car door opened and Yu Shiyun got out with a smile on his face.
"You little thing, where's Director Yang?"
Yu Manshan stretched his head and looked into the car, but found no one else except Sun Zhaodi.
"Director Yang, it's just me and Zhao Di."
Seeing his father's puzzled look, Yu Shiyun quickly explained: "Director Yang lent the car to Zhaodi, I just took it for a ride."
"Oh, I see."
Yu Manshan nodded, a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes.
He glared at his son fiercely, blaming him for not living up to expectations.
How he thought that the protagonist today was his son, and he would be able to brag about it in the village for the rest of his life.
At this time, Sun Dashan ran over.
Pushing aside the crowd, he shouted at Sun Zhaodi in the car,
"You damn girl, how dare you drive your Uncle Yang's car? If something goes wrong, can our family afford to pay for it?"
Sun Zhaodi was startled and shrank back subconsciously.
For a long time, under the pressure of Sun Dashan, conditioned reflexes have already been formed.
"Dad, it was Uncle Yang who insisted on me driving back. He said he wanted me to practice driving more and I would be a driver for my aunt next week."
"Your Uncle Yang forced you to drive."
Sun Dashan asked with his hands behind his back.
Sun Dashan secretly changed the concept and insisted that Yang Jun forced Sun Zhaodi to drive back.
The reason why he said this was to show off to others that it was not my daughter who wanted to drive it, but the factory manager who forced her to drive it.
At the same time, it also shows, look, what is my daughter's status in the eyes of the factory director.
"Yes, Dad, I didn't want to drive it, but Yang Shufei forced me to drive it."
Sun Zhaodi didn't know what his father was thinking, so he had to tell the truth.
When she spoke, she had a grimace on her face and looked aggrieved, as if Yang Jun was forcing her to do something she didn't want to do.
"Okay, you, Uncle Yang, also have good intentions. Please drive the car carefully."
After receiving a wave of envious looks, Sun Dashan pretended to be as calm as smoke.
"knew."
Sun Zhaodi was sitting in the car, and when she saw everyone looking at her with envy, she suddenly felt a little embarrassed, her face turned red, and she stuck her head out the window.
"Dad, Uncle Yang's car is very comfortable. Do you want to come up and give it a try?"
Sun Dashan put his hands behind his back, held out his belly, deliberately lowered his head and thought for a moment, then raised his head and said,
"Are you begging me?"
Sun Zhaodi was stunned and looked at Sun Dashan with wide eyes in disbelief.
When she saw Sun Dashan blinking at her, she immediately reacted.
"Yes, Uncle Yang told me to take you for a ride."
When Sun Dashan heard this, the corners of his mouth curled up.
However, he did not pedal directly, but looked up at the sky with his face at a 45-degree angle, and then sighed and said,
"Okay, I still have to give you Uncle Yang's face."
