My 1979

And this time, in order to expand the yard, some of the dry land at home was replaced with a foundation from Pan Guangcai's house. Anyway, the old Pan's house was vacant.

Other people demolish their houses by themselves, and they only dare to hire five or six people to build a house, otherwise just cooking would be troublesome. Li Laoer is different. He has deep pockets and works as fast as possible. The more people he has, the more powerful he is to demolish the house. It only took one day and two days to lay the foundation.

Cement, sand and gravel were continuously delivered, and in half a day, the wall was built to more than one meter.

"This is not asymmetrical." Looking at the three lonely small tile-roofed houses in the front and the foundations of the five houses in the back, Liu Laosi muttered, "How about demolishing the front and rebuilding it again?"

He knew that Li Laoer was not short of money.

Fatty Chen said, "What are you going to demolish? If you have money and no place to send it, just build two more rooms in front. What a big deal."

He has nothing to do these days. He always goes to Li Lao'er's house to learn from it and is also preparing to build a building.

Liu Laosi asked, "Is that a matter of money? It's easy to add it, but it's so ugly, and it must be in a straight line, one high and one low."

Li He said with a smile, "The newly built house is a little higher than the old house. Just leave some space for sinking. Then it will be flat."

Liu Laosi said, "Don't bring down the old house."

"Can't we build a load-bearing wall?" said Fatty Chen, "Don't worry about this. Erhe must have thought of it early."

"You definitely can't use fake walls. They won't fall down, but the seams in the middle will crack." Li He nodded.

On the day when the second floor was topping out, Li Zhaokun carried baskets of red-dyed steamed buns, peanuts, and candies upstairs, and scattered handfuls of them down to the ground from high above.

Both adults and children were grabbing for it. They were happy when they got it and stuffed it into their pockets desperately. Those who couldn't get it looked sad.

It is true that life is better than before, but steamed buns and candies are still rare.

Unlike later, the activity of raising beams was simply setting off firecrackers, and there was no ceremony at all. Apart from throwing out cash, there would be nothing to cause people to grab. The hard candies were given away for free, and no one wanted them, which hurt their teeth.

After half a month's work, the two-story building was finally completed. The outside was covered with tiles on the walls that sparkled in the sun, and the inside was decorated with marble floors. All the furniture was brand new, which impressed many who visited it. Extremely envious.

Wang Yulan was happy to see all this. Regardless of whether she lived in the house or not, she had to mop it with a mop every day. Even a person as unscrupulous as Li Zhaokun was embarrassed to wear shoes into the house anymore. This was different from his house in Hong Kong. The approach is different. The house in Hong Kong belongs to the son, and this house belongs to him!

Of course your things should be more expensive!

Why his?

Nonsense!

Just because he is the head of the household!

He didn't even bother to take a look at the house that Li He bought for him in the county. If he didn't live in the small foreign-style house at home and went to live in a Tongzi building, wasn't he mentally ill?

He wanted to move in, but was stopped by Li He.

"You say you are not rich, and you are embarrassing me."

Those who are rich are not short of ten or eight yuan in gift money, but those who have no money, this ten or eight yuan will cost them their lives!

"It's not easy for me to move." Li Zhaokun muttered, "Can't we have some fun?"

Li Long said, "If it's going to be lively, just set up two tables with relatives at home."

Their family is a model of getting rich first and then getting rich later. Under their leadership, all their relatives are not short of money, and they naturally feel comfortable accepting the gift money.

Li Zhaokun waved his hand, acquiescing.

It was said that there were two tables, but in the end there were eight tables. For example, for someone like Liu Dazhuang, even though they are not relatives, wouldn't they say something nice?

Moreover, many of Li Zhaokun’s friends also came.

Young Hui wanders around the countryside, selling shoe needles, thread, scissors, elastic bands and rat medicine. He often shows up at weddings and weddings. He knows many people, and even more people know him. When it comes to second-rate people, except for Li Zhaokun, there is no second person. I think, it has been famous for many years!

Now, he has returned home in fine clothes, and everyone, familiar or unfamiliar, is vying to be his friend.

Whether eating in a restaurant or at someone else's home, he, Li Zhaokun, must sit in the main seat. When others ask for advice, such as business tips, education tips, and life tips, he will definitely answer them seriously.

The vast sea of ​​​​people, all living beings.

How many people are envious of it, how many people linger around the glory of the bustling city, and the comfort of drinking, talking, laughing and having fun during the banquet.

He, Li Zhaokun, is not that tacky.

For him, the greatest success is not becoming the president of a listed company, not the sense of accomplishment of tens of millions of dollars every minute, not the glory of going out to be admired by stars, but that everything he says every day must be right. Everyone must agree and be supported.

All of his friends are talented and well-spoken, and he really enjoys playing with them.

Among a group of people, he looks like a leader.

People respect him every step of the way. He invested in his friends' quarries, sand fields, chicken farms, and even had a role in transport trucks. He paid 35,000 yuan, and he was worthy of this.

Li and the two brothers kept this in mind. As long as he didn't commit murder or arson and didn't offend their mother, they would let him go. They were not afraid of him losing money because they could afford it. People dare to think this way.

At the banquet, while drunk, Li Zhaokun reached another cooperation with his friends. Each of them contributed 100,000 yuan to jointly open an Internet cafe in the city.

He didn't know what a computer or the Internet was. In his mind, it was probably similar to a movie bar or a video bar. They tried their best to explain it, but he couldn't understand it. It only cost 100,000 yuan. Done!

After the new house was deodorized, the family moved in. Li He didn't stay for a few days before heading to the county seat.

He missed his son. Although he occasionally met him in the village, he could only greet him with a smile, not to mention the discomfort.

"Do you have time?" Zhaodi was sitting in the yard, basking in the sun and writing something.

Li He wanted to take it, but she protected him.

Li He smiled and said, "Okay, business secrets."

"No," Zhao Di said with a blush, "my handwriting cannot be read by anyone, it's like a dog crawling, it's very ugly."

She didn't finish primary school and could barely recognize a few characters. She then went to a literacy class for a further stage. Although she knew most of the characters, she still didn't make any big progress in writing.

"It's okay, it's not as exaggerated as you said." Li He glanced at the notebook, for fear of writing the wrong words. Every stroke and every stroke seemed to be carved with the pen tightly. Elementary school students are not much stronger.