Chu Tianyao, who looked drunk, actually became sober.
"Lao Chu, don't say I won't help you, it's up to you how much you can understand."
Of course, it wouldn't happen if he was drunk, and those words he said in the excitement of drunkenness were naturally intentional by Chu Tianyao.
There are many problems in Xingyao Winery now, and Chu Weiguo is a little helpless among them. Chu Tianyao's words today have opened up a lot of ideas for him.
arrive home.
Only then did Chu Tianyao realize that the family was busy packing their things and preparing to go to their hometown to celebrate the New Year tomorrow.
"I told you not to bother yourself. Look at Nana, she insists on buying me so many things."
In the living room, Chu Guangsheng was wearing a brand new leather jacket and carrying a few of the most popular supplements in his hand. Seeing Chu Tianyao come back, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.
"Third uncle, this is what we, as juniors, should respect you for."
Chu Tianyao persuaded Chu Guangsheng, and then took out a yellow envelope from his handbag and handed it to him.
"This is my idea. I don't have much money. When the time comes, you can go to the hospital to pay the dialysis fee for half a year to the third aunt."
Hearing what Chu Tianyao said, Chu Guangsheng did not refuse. He just opened the envelope and took a look, and found that there was a pile of brand-new four human heads inside, worth at least two thousand yuan.
"Tianyao, how can you ask for so much? It's not easy for you to start a business, so hurry up and take some back."
Chu Guangsheng wanted to stuff the envelope back into Chu Tianyao's hand.
After all, two thousand yuan is an amount that most people can't earn even if they work hard for a year.
"Third Uncle, just accept it. Although my business has just started, I still don't need this little money." Chu Tianyao persuaded with a smile: "In addition, I also prepared a medical fee for Third Aunt. The money
It won’t arrive in two days.”
"Tianyao, what do you want me to do..."
For a moment, Chu Guangsheng's voice was choked and his eyes were slightly red.
This lifelong tough guy is actually a little out of control at this moment.
"Third uncle, you should get this money and you can afford it... My dad said that among the three brothers, the one he feels most sorry for is you. Without your help at the supply and marketing cooperative, he would not have been able to come to Yongning, let alone
You can’t be a workshop director.”
Chu Tianyao held Chu Guangsheng's hand and said.
In my memory, Chu Tianshan did talk about what happened back then.
Chu Guangsheng had been prosperous for a while before. That was when he worked in the supply and marketing cooperative. At that time, the supply and marketing cooperative was a place where many people could not get in even if they squeezed their heads. In order to give his second brother Chu Tianshan a good way out, Chu Guangsheng spent a lot of money.
After spending a lot of money, busying around and even giving away all his meat tickets, Chu Tianshan found a solid job in Yongning and joined the Yongning winery to work.
At this point, Chu Tianshan came to Yongning and met his lover Nie Yufen.
Chu Tianshan has never forgotten this kindness and even mentioned it to his family members often.
This is also the reason why Chu Tianyao agreed to Chu Guangsheng without any hesitation.
"Tianyao, if my second brother and sister-in-law could see you like you are today, I'm afraid I won't have any regrets even if I die!"
Chu Guangsheng patted Chu Tianyao's shoulder with his trembling hands, his excited face and eyes full of relief and gratitude.
"Okay, uncle and nephew, let's not talk about those sensational things. Have a good rest today and set off back to our hometown early tomorrow morning."
Chu Tianyao smiled and said, but he had already made a decision in his heart.
Although he is not the real Chu Tianyao, to accept this body, all he has to do is four words.
Have a clear conscience!
"Tianyao, come with me."
In the living room, Liu Na quietly pulled Chu Tianyao's sleeve and motioned for him to follow her back to the room.
Although he was confused, Chu Tianyao still followed her to the bedroom on the second floor.
"What's wrong? It's broad daylight and you can't help it?"
As soon as he entered the door, Chu Tianyao reached out and hugged Liu Na from behind.
"Stop being ridiculous, I have something serious to tell you."
Liu Na rolled her eyes at Chu Tianyao angrily, reached out and slapped off those dirty hands, and then took out an iron box from the bedside cabinet.
This was a rusty biscuit box. Chu Tianyao took one look at it and felt that it looked familiar.
"This is something my father gave me before he left. He said the things inside were very important and asked me to keep them properly."
Liu Na handed the rusty iron box to Chu Tianyao.
"I only remembered this when my second uncle came yesterday. It's time to hand him over to you."
Seeing this, Chu Tianyao was stunned when he took the iron box.
He naturally understood that the reason why Chu Tianshan did not hand over the things to him was because Chu Tianyao was still an unlearned and unskilled bastard at that time. Chu Tianshan did not trust his bastard son at all, but instead trusted Liu Na even more.
The daughter-in-law who just passed away.
"Okay, I get it."
Chu Tianyao rarely became serious in his eyes.
Regarding the death of Chu Tianshan, he felt a bit sentimental in his heart, perhaps it was just from the memory in his body.
But since he inherited this body, Chu Tianyao also knows that there are some responsibilities that he cannot get rid of.
"There are still things to clean up downstairs, so I'm going to help first."
As if she wanted to give Chu Tianyao an independent space, Liu Na said something, then turned and walked out of the bedroom, closing the door for Chu Tianyao.
The rusty biscuit box seemed to have not been opened for a long time. Chu Tianyao used a lot of force to open the iron lid.
What comes into view is a pile of photos and sundries.
The photos are all in black and white, and have some yellowing and curly hair, but the content is roughly the same. The photos are all of the Chutianshan family.
This was the first time he saw Chu Tianshan and his mother Nie Yufen outside his memory.
In the photo, there was still Chu Tianyao as a child. Until Chu He appeared in the photo, the figure of his mother Nie Yufen disappeared from the photo.
In addition to this pile of old photos, there were also some sundries, and Chu Tianyao found an old receipt among them.
"Is it Xiaohe's birth certificate?"
Chu Tianyao was startled. The birth certificate recorded Chu He's birth time and place.
Chu He was three years younger than Chu Tianyao. Chu Tianyao rummaged through the clutter but couldn't find his birth certificate. After so many years, it was normal for these old things to be lost.
Just when Chu Tianyao was about to put away the things, his eyes suddenly fell on a black pen.
If it were someone else, he might not notice anything unusual, but Chu Tianyao’s identity in his previous life, and it’s impossible for him not to recognize this kind of luxury pen brand.
Picking up the pen, Chu Tianyao checked again and again, until he saw a line of English letters engraved on it, he couldn't help but said in surprise:
"This is a Montblanc pen. Why do I have it at home?"
Montblanc, also called Montblanc, is an ink pen company originating from Germany. The pens it produces are known as Mont Blanc in the pen industry.
Even in the 1970s, it was difficult to buy this high-end fountain pen originating from Germany in China. Such imported products were not cheap, and even some dignitaries might not be able to afford them.
But if Chu Tianyao remembers correctly, his father Chu Tianshan was just an ordinary winery worker at the time, and his educational level was not high. He might not even be able to read all the words in the newspaper.
How could such a pen, which can be called a luxury product, appear in Chu Tianshan's hands.
"Wait a minute, there's writing on the pen!"
Chu Tianyao turned the pen in his hand and discovered that someone seemed to have carved a small word on the cap of the pen with something like a needle.
Chu Tianyao took a closer look and saw clearly that it was the character Chu.
Same as my last name.
In this way, it is possible that this pen belongs to Chu Tianshan himself.
But it was precisely this that made Chu Tianyao puzzled.
In my memory, my father Chu Tianshan does not seem to be a fountain pen enthusiast, nor is he a middle-aged literary man. He cannot even write a few words at home all year round. Such a person would spend a lot of money to collect unused brand-name fountain pens?
Although doubtful in his heart, Chu Tianyao also thought hard to no avail and had no choice but to give up.
Finding that the pen had no trace of use, Chu Tianyao simply put it into his jacket pocket.
After all, the quality of products produced in Germany is guaranteed, and such pens can be used for decades without any problem.