At nearly ten o'clock that night, Hong Yanwu and Chen Liquan sent Bian Jiangong and Su Jin to the entrance of the hospital and left without entering the hospital at all.
So Bian Jiangong and Su Jin had to stumble into the house on their own.
Let’s talk about Bian’s side first.
Since Uncle Bian closed the courtyard door every night, now Uncle Bian was angry that Bian Jiangong had not returned home for a long time, so he specially waited in his room.
When I saw him entering the house drunk, I almost fell down. Of course, the nose is not a nose, and the eyes are not eyes.
"You brat, why are you so drunk next time in a restaurant? You really went out to practice your virtue!"
"A little more? I don't know how much you weigh? I can't even hold my tongue straight. If it's less than a pound and a half, you are my father..."
"Dad, you don't know...Xiao Wu gave me a treat...he asked for...eight meat dishes...and said he would help me change my job...don't drink...can you? Besides...maybe I changed my job...I
I can't... I can't drink anymore... Look... look at the cigarettes I was given... my friends... my friendship... it's only fifty-four cents... it's really... it's hard... to accept such kindness..."
With that said, Bian Jiangong couldn't stand it any longer, so he put the cigarette aside and fell heavily on his small bed. He didn't even take off his clothes and fell asleep directly.
In an instant, the whole room was filled with the smell of alcohol.
This drunken look made Uncle Bian so angry! The old man kicked him hard, then put on his coat, took a flashlight, and went to close the courtyard door.
Unexpectedly, when I went out, I bumped into my wife who was returning from the kitchen to make a kettle. Uncle Bian couldn't help but complain again.
"They say they go to the mountains and go to the countryside to train people! Well, when he comes back, he is a mess! We have never been out of a restaurant in our lives. People, who spends that wasted money! But what about him? It's quite beautiful to go out and mess around.
, I’m almost addicted! Tell this kid later that he will envy others, love this kind of life, and become his son as soon as possible..."
After saying that, the old man walked away angrily.
When Aunt Bian heard this, she also hated the iron. She also remembered her son's habit of sleeping with clothes on his back, and took a few steps into the house.
When he saw the light again, he didn't turn off the light. This time, his son actually fell asleep without taking off his clothes. It was really a burning sensation in his forehead.
But just when she was about to clean up her son with a broomstick, Bian Jiangong started talking drunkenly.
"Mom! I'm sorry for you, I'm sorry for dad... I eat more and earn less... I'm a drag on the family when I come back... Mom! Mom! When I have money... I'll also invite you and dad to go to a restaurant... stinky grandson
!Don’t be a dog and look down on others... you will ask me to cook porridge... Sooner or later, I will throw all the porridge I give you into the pot..."
In the dead of night, the sound of Bian Jianggong's choking voice was particularly touching.
I don't know why, Aunt Bian's tears just fell down.
As the corners of her mouth turned salty, not only did her anger disappear, but instead, she felt sour in her heart.
Yes, it is the son who suffers the most! But despite being so miserable, he still misses his parents!
What is a good son? This is a good son!
Thinking about the three children in the family, the eldest daughter and the second son have all stayed in the city. It is the third child who suffers the most...
Aunt Bian quickly covered her mouth and left the house, and when she came back she completely changed the rules.
The old lady brought in a basin of hot water and a towel. Under the dim light, she silently wiped her son's face, wiped his hands, took off his shoes, and took off his clothes...
A similar scene happened at Tailor Su's house at about the same time.
"Dad... Xiu'er... I'm finally home... I thought I'd never come back... I won't do anything to go to the mountains and countryside in my next life... Whoever forces me to leave the capital again... I'll just follow
He fought hard..."
Su Jin, who had just vomited, fell on the bed again while mumbling drunken words. His voice gradually became quieter, and finally he became quiet and fell asleep.
Thank God! The fuss is finally over!
Lao Su sighed and advised his daughter, who was bringing the broom and mop into the house, to go back to the house.
"Xiu'er, go back to bed quickly. It's too busy here, I can just clean it up..."
But Su Xiu took action on his own.
"Don't worry about it. This is my own brother, what do I think of it? It's a pity. The meal he ate today is a tribute to the Lord of the Land..."
When Lao Su heard what she said, he couldn't help but sigh.
"You stinky girl, just use your brother to play cymbals!"
Su Xiu bent down and retorted while tidying up.
"I didn't. You didn't listen to what my brother said. Brother Xiao Wu treated them to eight dishes for ten yuan. What to eat? It's just for money! A pound of pork is only seventy-eight cents. God,
Together they ate more than ten kilograms of meat. This is enough food for our family for several days."
“Tailor Su” couldn’t help but sigh.
"Xiao Wu is really not stingy, but he can't spend money like this. It's a bit like a poor man suddenly getting rich. It's really a waste! What should I do in the future if I really develop the habit of spending a lot of money? I have to talk about it when I find an opportunity.
he……"
Su Xiu left the room and came back in. She started to touch the ground again, but she kept mumbling.
"Dad, look at you! You're just stingy! You feel so bad when you see other people spending money! I think there's no way I can expect you to take me to a restaurant in this life..."
"Tailor Su" felt so embarrassed that he couldn't help but argue.
"Look at what you said. You look down on your father so much. I also told you that your father was also very wealthy. Do you think that our family's signature is just a joke? Back in the day, I made sixty yuan by sewing a cheongsam.
, you can also see restaurants and amusement parks all over the world. In 1948, when I married your mother, the headdresses I made for her were not as good as those of a housewife like you, Aunt Hong, but they were nothing compared to the wife of a department director or the wife of a director.
Not inferior. At that time, our family also had its own chartered car and cook, where is my mother. But how much do I earn now? It’s only thirty-six in January. If I can make do with stick noodles to support you..."
Just as he said this, Su Jin suddenly started howling on the bed again.
"Don't! Don't! I don't know how to do pedicures. Manager, master, don't force me... I can make clothes... hold scissors... Xiao Wu agreed and promised to change my job for me... I won't do it... I
Want to be a tailor..."
He roared, breathed, and begged desperately, with fear that made people feel soft. After struggling for a while, he fell asleep again.
This time, both "Tailor Su" and his daughter were silent.
After a long while, Su Xiu said, "Dad, my brother is so pitiful. We can't just count on others. You might as well give him some gifts and talk to the leader about bringing him to your place. The troupe is not arranging new plays, it needs to add new ones."
New helmet? You’ve been very tired lately! Don’t you need more people? My brother is leaving, wouldn’t it be nice..."
Unexpectedly, "Tailor Su" gnashed his teeth and vomited bitterness.
"Daughter, you don't know. It's really not your father who can't bear to look like this. In fact, I have already mentioned it to Captain Wang, but he is the deputy captain and has no personnel rights. He can only help me talk to the boss. Other
There is nothing I can do to help. I have transferred three people there, and they are all related to the departing group leader and secretary..."
Su Xiu opened her eyes wide.
"Ah? There are three new ones! So you are still so busy? I don't believe that those people are better at craftsmanship than my brother. You taught him step by step..."
Not to mention this, mentioning this "Tailor Su" makes me angry.
"Craftsmanship? Craftsmanship is nothing! When people come here, they don't work at all. They just drink tea and read newspapers all day long. It's still your father and me who do the work. There's no place to reason with, it's the same everywhere! In this world, those who can do things can't do it.
It is a life of hardship and hardship! If you want to live a good life, you must be an official, or you must have relatives who are officials..."
"Bah, I'm just bullying you into being honest! If I were you, I'd just give up. Let them all go on stage naked, whoever they love..."
Su Xiu opened the door curtain, angrily took the broom and mop and left.
"Tailor Su" who was left alone in the room looked at his son on the bed and couldn't help but sigh again.
Now, he really hopes that Hong Yanwu can be more reliable in what he says. He doesn't ask for anything else, even if it means that Su Jin can be moved to a small shop that just does sewing.
He was afraid that Hong Yanwu would have no hair on his lips and speak only to be happy. If his son's hope was dashed, he would probably be even more sad...
Of course, I have to say that "Tailor Su" must have been overly worried.
Because how could he know that Hong Yanwu has a twenty-year-old body and a sixty-year-old mind.
What's more, this guy sincerely wants to help. He will never make the mistake of "having a weak tongue but not being able to do things well".
So after finishing the drink, Hong Yanwu started working hard.
He didn't find anyone else. He went to Director Li of Baizhifang Street. Don't forget, the Spring Festival had already been foreshadowed by giving gifts, so this was the time to hire people.
There are still two good smokes clearing the way, one is "China" and the other is "Friendship". It's really thanks to Director Wei that this time even Director Li gets the benefit of the doubt.
But to be honest, although the cigarettes are good and high-end, Hong Yanwu's current treatment is just a matter of waiting for tea. But the thing he has entrusted this time is embarrassing enough.
Director Li didn't dare to respond when he heard it, and pushed it out for the first time.
"Xiao Wu, you should take your things back. We are no longer outsiders. To be honest with you, I have tried my best to save Auntie Bian's face. They are in different conditions from you, politically.
There is no stain. It stands to reason that I should be able to find a better job, be a regular worker or something. But the situation is different now. There are too many people to work. Most of them cannot be accommodated. What can I do? It’s just me.
My son, that's it. Otherwise, we can only wait. But we all understand that the longer we wait, the sooner we will finish. Nowadays, students no longer go to the countryside, and there are still many graduates left every year..."
Hong Yanwu quickly smiled and waved his hand.
"My senior director, you misunderstood. I didn't mean that, I didn't force you to solve it. I just asked you to introduce someone who can solve this matter. Take a step back and ask the colleague who is in charge of this matter.
, relatives or friends. You deal with outside units every day and can talk to each other everywhere. Isn’t it difficult? As long as you can find some connections, you don’t have to worry about it. I’ll do the rest.
…”
Having said that, Director Li came to Shen'er. He squinted his eyes and took a good look at Hong Yanwu. Finally he couldn't help but ask curiously.
"You are really thoughtful! But I'm surprised. Why are you so concerned about other people's affairs? This matter is more difficult than your own. Even if it is done, the price
It's definitely not small. You haven't put so much effort into yourself, so what are you planning on doing now?"
Hong Yanwu laughed and handed over a cigarette.
"What are you doing for? For friendship and affection. We are all mutually beneficial. As neighbors, they helped our family a lot in those years. I am repaying my kindness. Really, Director Li, to tell you the truth,
I will treat others how they treat me. It's as simple as that. I know that I have no hope for the future, so I just want to be comfortable. But there is hope for others, and I don't know my conscience if they can help me. Anyway, I'll do my best. Try it.
Once I get it, I will feel at ease whether it succeeds or not. Otherwise, I will definitely regret it later..."
Director Li took the cigarette and lit it, and couldn't help but feel a little touched. For the first time, he felt "angry".
"Okay! I really underestimated you. Okay! I just said this to you. I will seize the time to help you contact me. You take this cigarette back, and I will also talk to the aunt and do my best..."
Hong Yanwu quickly declined.
"No, no, no, no, director Li, you have already helped Aunt Bian. We all miss you, really. This matter must be a lot of trouble, and we must not let you worry about it in vain... No, no, you really don't
Give it up. Besides, it’s almost the holiday, so I just pretend that I’m not asking you to do something, but I’m asking you to see if you can do it okay? Accept it, accept it..."
Director Li pushed twice more. Seeing that Hong Yanwu was firm and unceremonious, he opened the drawer with a smile on his face and put his cigarette under the table.
Without saying anything else, he just pointed at Hong Yanwu with his hand and picked up the phone on the spot.
"Hey, hello, Xicheng Commercial Bureau... Hey, I'm looking for Mr. Xu from the Statistics Department..."
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