Film and TV: Obtain Alpha Dog at the beginning

The winter of 1981 was colder than before, but with the cold came the spring breeze of reform.

Reform and opening up has entered its third year, and many policies have been loosened. The cotton spinning factory where Song Ying and Huang Ling work is a large state-owned enterprise and has been included in the pilot reform of state-owned enterprises.

Factory leaders used a series of management methods to improve production efficiency, but the sales channels and sales volume of the planned economy were fixed. Products that exceeded the plan were backlogged in the warehouse and could not be sold at all.

At the same time, the factory has continued to accept educated youths from the anti-urban areas in recent years. They are getting in but not getting out. Not only has the efficiency of the cotton spinning factory not increased, but the more reforms it takes, the more losses there are.

Therefore, after a meeting of the factory leadership team, it was decided to launch two measures: "breaking the wall to open a store" and "suspension of pay and employment".

The so-called "breaking the wall to open a store" is to tear down the factory wall and rent it to self-employed individuals to open stores. Once it was launched, it aroused unanimous praise from self-employed individuals and the majority of cotton spinning mill workers.

Various small shops have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain. Factory workers can enjoy various conveniences such as haircuts, breakfast, and shoe repairs without leaving home. Moreover, the service attitude of these small shops is unmatched by state-owned stores.

As for "suspension of pay and job retention", there were loud shouts, but very few people responded.

In Song Ying's words.

"Although the wages in the factory are low, the job is stable and medical expenses can be reimbursed. Only when you are crazy will you put aside a good job and not become self-employed."

"Anyway, we don't dislike the low wages given by the factory, and the factory shouldn't dislike us for being lazy. It's best for everyone to live in peace."

On this day, Li Yiming suddenly came to the small courtyard and stopped Lin Wufeng who was about to go to work.

When Lin Wufeng was a little confused, Li Yiming took out the framed industrial and commercial business license from behind. This was the first batch of self-employed business licenses in Suzhou. Li Yiming was also at the forefront of the times.

After congratulating and complimenting Li Yiming, Lin Wufeng hurried to work without talking to him much, got on his bicycle and left.

A few minutes later, Li Yiming walked into the small courtyard. Song Ying and Huang Ling were working in middle school today, so they were both at home. Li Yiming took out a magazine, which contained many fashionable sweater styles and specific stitches. .

Under the "bewitchment" of Li Yiming and Wu Zhang Datong, Song Ying and Huang Ling decided to take up this part-time job as a handicraft to earn some pocket money after get off work every day.

Song Ying was nimble and good at knitting small items with a short construction period such as coasters and scarves. Huang Ling was skilled in knitting large items like sweaters and waistcoats. Over time, both of them made a lot of money from Li Yiming. There are more smiles on my face than usual.

"Thanks to Yiming, otherwise the salary paid by the factory would not be enough for our Tunan."

Song Ying's hand movements paused: "Teacher Zhuang has been promoted to dean, doesn't his salary increase by one level?"

"Although the salary has been increased, the subsidies for college entrance examination examinations and the like are gone. Moreover, as soon as Chaoying's salary was increased, his parents called him back. No need to guess, I know they must be eyeing the extra part of him. I pretend I don’t know about my salary. It’s useless to mention it anyway. I don’t have to be annoying. Now that I have a salary, I can still earn extra money by knitting sweaters. Even one person can support Tunan and Xiaoting. Let him do the rest. Go ahead."

Song Ying felt sorry for Huang Ling: "This teacher Zhuang usually seems quite normal, but why is he so unclear about family matters? His parents are his family members, but Sister Ling, you, Tunan, and Xiaoting are not his family members. People?"

Huang Ling in turn comforted Song Ying: "Okay, let's not talk about it anymore. Your family's situation is much better than ours. Why do you want to take risks with me to make extra money?"

"Our family's situation is indeed better, but our family's expenses are also high. Lin Dongzhe is greedy. I like to buy beautiful clothes. Who would complain about having too much money?"

"Besides, wouldn't this allow me to have a companion with Sister Ling? Knitting alone is boring, but it would be nice for two people to chat while knitting together."

Huang Ling was moved for a moment. She knew that Song Ying was trying to comfort herself. The combined wages of Lin Wufeng and Song Ying were enough to support a family of three. Qin Hao received a subsidy of twenty yuan a month, and the school also provided meal subsidies, and he could get one from time to time. For the champion, Suzhou Sports Bureau and Jiangsu Sports Bureau will give out bonuses, which can't be spent all. Song Ying mainly wants to accompany her and make some money on the way.

Just when Huang Ling's tears were about to overflow from her eyes, a loud "bang" startled them.

As soon as Lin Dongzhe heard the news, he immediately ran into the house.

"Here comes the popcorn popper."

The atmosphere was instantly destroyed, Huang Ling's tears were immediately put back, Song Ying rolled her eyes at Lin Dongzhe angrily, and took out a few dimes from her pocket.

"Go to the kitchen and serve a bowl of rice. Don't fry it too much. If you eat too much, you'll get angry."

"Okay." Lin Dongzhe happily went to the kitchen to fill the rice after getting the money, and even called Zhuang Xiaoting with him.

The movement of popcorn quickly attracted the children in the alley. A group of people lined up in front of the popcorn stand, staring eagerly at the old man's movements. Some of them were anxious and wished they could take over the popcorn machine instead of the old man.

It happened that Wu Shanshan and Xiao Jun were also queuing up to pop popcorn. After queuing for a long time, it was finally Lin Dongzhe's turn. Zhuang Xiaoting suddenly heard the ringing of a bicycle ring outside the alley and looked over immediately.

"My brother and Brother Hao are back."

Wu Shanshan's eyes lit up, and the smile gradually bloomed on her face as she watched Zhuang Tunan's figure from far away.

"Brother Hao, pop the popcorn, we'll be here soon." Lin Dongzhe approached Qin Hao as if he was offering a treasure.

Qin Hao stopped his bicycle and gave him a copy of "Legends of Modern and Ancient Times". This was a magazine just released this year. It caused a sensation as soon as it was released. The serialized novel "Legends of Wudang Mountain" made Lin Dongzhe feel itchy. I never fell behind in following each issue, and I even had the urge to go to Wudang Mountain to learn martial arts.

"Brother Hao, you are my real brother, no, closer than my real brother."

Zhuang Tunan on the side also handed Wu Shanshan a copy of "Grudge".

"Where did you get the latest issue? I couldn't borrow it anywhere."

Zhuang Tunan: "The library of No. 1 Middle School, but only high school students can borrow books, and junior high school students can only read in the library..."

Speaking of this, Zhuang Tunan seemed to remember something and looked at Qin Hao: "Except him."

Lin Dongzhe was not interested in "buds" at all. He held up modern and ancient legends and said disdainfully: "What are the sprouts, the harvest, October, what is there to see? A man is talking to himself in the village with a dog, you still I cried while watching it. It was inexplicably not as good as My Legend of Wudang Mountain.”

Wu Shanshan did not refute, but smiled expectantly: "I never thought about taking the high school entrance examination before. Ever since I read the magazines that Zhuang Tunan and Qin Hao borrowed from school, I felt that No. 1 Middle School was really not good enough. Likewise, the books inside are not available to borrow outside, and the things discussed are very in-depth and I have never thought of them.”

Zhuang Tunan nodded: "Yes, war and peace, turmoil and reflection, there is a broader world in the book."

Lin Dongzhe pursed his lips: "What is victory and peace, turmoil and reflection? Only after fighting can there be peace. In the future, I will become a martial arts master. I will draw my sword to help when there is injustice on the road!"

Qin Hao was amused for a while. Lin Dongzhe could always make sense of unreasonable things, but his dream of becoming a martial arts master might be difficult to realize, because when Lin Wufeng checked his homework at night, he pulled out a book from his schoolbag. In this short story, a couple's mixed doubles match, which had not been performed for a long time, reappeared in the small courtyard.

During the process, Song Ying said to Lin Wufeng sincerely: "Lin Wufeng, I developed a new love for you during the class struggle with Lin Dongzhe."

Unfortunately, Lin Dongzhe became the catalyst to inspire his parents' love and silently endured everything.

The banker next door was not peaceful either. Huang Ling and Zhuang Chaoying were chatting after dinner and talked about the love affairs of some men and women in the middle school attached to the cotton spinning factory, which once again aroused Huang Ling's worries.

Although there is no sign of Zhuang Tunan falling in love now, Wu Shanshan's frequency of coming to the courtyard has increased significantly recently, either to borrow magazines or notes and exercises, at least several times a week.

"That's not necessarily for Tunan, right? I don't think Shanshan also asked Haozi to borrow magazines for her?" Zhuang Chaoying said nonchalantly.

Huang Ling immediately retorted: "How can it be the same? Shanshan borrows magazines from Tu Nan obviously much more often, and Haozi is only twelve years old this year. What can he understand?"

"That's not necessarily true. Although Haozi is young, he is precocious and grows quickly. He is about to be taller than Tunan. He doesn't look like he is twelve years old at all."

Huang Ling was speechless for a moment.

"You still don't know what Zhang Amei is thinking. She plans to let Xiao Min get close to Hao Zi. Shanshan is very smart. She won't argue with Xiao Min."

Zhuang Chaoying looked confused: "When did it happen? Why didn't I know?"

Huang Ling was completely speechless: "Everyone in this alley who is not stupid can see it, but you don't know."

"Then what are you going to do? You can't tell Shanshan not to borrow magazines from Tu Nan in the future, right? It will hurt the child's self-esteem." Zhuang Chaoying was a little embarrassed and began to change the subject.

Huang Ling grimaced: "This is also what I am worried about. Tunan has just entered high school and will graduate in the second half of next year. I am afraid of him..."

Just when the couple was at a loss what to do, the next day, Zhuang Chaoying and his wife were invited over by Wu Jianguo. Zhang Amei also praised Zhuang Chaoying for a while, praising Zhuang Chaoying to the sky, and then started talking about business.

This time, Zhuang Chaoying was invited here because he wanted him to help advise on the children's school entrance examinations. Xiao Min and Wu Shanshan were about to face the high school entrance examinations when school started again.

According to Zhang Amei’s idea, Xiao Min should go to a textile technical school. After graduation, she can directly take over Wu Jianguo’s class. However, Wu Jianguo only has one place. Xiao Min will not be able to enter the cotton spinning factory if Wu Shanshan is used. In the 1980s, a stable job was Zhuang Chaoying knew what it meant, but it was Wu Jianguo's family matter, and he couldn't say anything.

But Huang Ling couldn't stand it: "What about Shanshan?"

Zhang Amei could only say: "Shanshan is good at studying and won't be able to use this quota."

Wu Jianguo meant that Wu Shanshan should go to a technical secondary school and choose between a nursing school and a normal school. After graduation, she would have good employment prospects.

"But, how come I heard that Shanshan wants to take the No. 1 high school entrance examination?"

"Hey, what's so good about getting into high school? You may not be able to get into university after getting into high school. It's safer to go to technical secondary school."

Now Huang Ling understood that Wu Jianguo and Zhang Amei had already discussed it long ago. The purpose of inviting them here was to use this conversation to tell Wu Shanshan not to have any illusions.

After returning home, the more Huang Ling thought about it, the more uncomfortable she became. But Zhuang Chaoying said, "Isn't this just what you wanted? If Shanshan goes to a technical secondary school, it is even more impossible for her to be with Tunan."

"I just don't want Tunan's college entrance examination to be affected. I have no objection to Shanshan."

Zhuang Chaoying shook her head: "Then if Shanshan goes to a technical secondary school and Tunan goes to college, and they get together in the future, are you willing to accept such a daughter-in-law?"

Huang Ling was silent. She had worked so hard to get her son into college, and she must have wanted him to find a wife with better conditions in all aspects and start a family.

It was another Spring Festival in a blink of an eye. During this year's Spring Festival, not only state-owned stores in Suzhou opened up pork, but many small individual stores also sold various New Year goods, such as Lu Gaojian's sauced meat and Huang Tianyuan's cakes and balls, which became popular.

While Song Ying was happy that the New Year supplies were much richer, she couldn't help but sigh: "Now the money is getting more and more unbearable to spend. There are more and more things I want to buy, but the salary is still the same."

Huang Ling had the same feeling: "Yes, a few years ago, I saw Yiming setting up a stall as an individual business owner, hiding from place to place, and I felt sorry for him. Now he earns as much money in a month as we do in a year."

"Then I don't envy him. That's all Yiming earned by himself. Anyway, I can't bear that hardship."

The two continued to chat while cooperating in frying meatballs.

"By the way, I heard that Haozi's second uncle came back some time ago. Did he not cause any trouble?"

Song Ying lowered her voice and said, "No, Qin Jianjun seemed to be a different person this time. He looked at least ten years older. He moved away some of the furniture he bought when he was here, and didn't stay to have a meal with his parents before leaving."

"Then Haozi still spent the New Year at your house this year? Didn't his grandparents make a fuss?"

Song Ying shook her head: "Haozi has a good mind. He pretended not to hear what the old couple said. They are still living in Haozi's house now, so they dare not make too much trouble."

"Alas, if only Chaoying in our family could be half as decisive as Haozi..." Huang Ling sighed.

Song Ying didn't know how to comfort Huang Ling for a while. She had never seen a husband like Zhuang Chaoying who put his parents first. It was wrong to say that he was filial and had a good reputation outside. Everyone thought Huang Ling married a good man, but in fact, only she knew the pain in her heart.

"Mom, are the meatballs fried?" Lin Dongzhe appeared out of nowhere, startling Song Ying and Huang Ling.

"When did you come in?"

"Just when you were saying that Uncle Zhuang would be half as good as Brother Hao."

Song Ying's face turned black, and she took out a basket full of fried meatballs just out of the pan and was about to bribe Lin Dongzhe.

But Lin Dongzhe said something that made the two of them laugh and cry.

"Brother Hao is the most powerful person in the world. It's normal that Uncle Zhuang is not half as good as Brother Hao. Aunt Huang, don't be sad." (End of this chapter)