My 1979

"Our family has a bad reputation," Li Zhaokun said indignantly. "In the past, wherever I went with my bag, as long as I opened my mouth, I would be sent away as a beggar."

That's why he's been trying to learn Mandarin.

How deeply you are hurt is how hard it is to forget.

"That's just the way people are." He Zhou is either studying in the province or in Wuhan, and rarely feels the differences between regions.

"I think it's okay." Li Lan does not belong to the Netherlands or northern Anhui in terms of accent or household registration. He has rarely been exposed to social prejudice.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a knock on the door, and he went to open the door.

"You kid, you didn't even know to say hello when you came." Standing at the door were Pan Song and his youngest son Pan Shaojun, as well as Wu Shuping, Chen Dadi and others. "If I hadn't heard what Chen Dad said, I wouldn't have known."

"You don't have to be so polite." Li Lan welcomed him in.

"Uncle Li, you didn't go anywhere?" Pan Song entered the room and greeted Li Zhaokun.

"Uncle." Pan Shaojun also called, and then followed behind me, greeting Liu Shan, He Zhou, Pan Ying and others one by one.

"It's not interesting." Li Zhaokun said, "It's hot and my eyes are dazzled. If I hadn't thought about letting them play for a few days, I would have wanted to go home today."

"Uncle Li, I won't arrange any other place for tonight. It's good to eat and drink. No one cares. If you haven't eaten or drank anything, just come to my house and cook some home-cooked food," Pan Song said He turned over and said to Li Lan and others, "You guys pack your luggage and don't stay in the hotel anymore. My place is more spacious than your Aunt Wu Shuping's house. It's more comfortable than a hotel anyway."

Li Lan hesitated, firstly because there were so many of them and he was afraid of causing trouble to Pan Song, and secondly because he was afraid that Chen Dadi would think too much.

But Chen Dadi said, "I also suggest you go. If my home wasn't too small, I would have stopped letting you stay in the hotel."

Li Lan said a few words to He Zhou and others, and then everyone went back to their respective rooms to pack their things.

He Zhou sat in Liu Shan's car and followed the Pan family's car. He felt that this road was very familiar. It wasn't until he passed through a stretch of elevated highways and entered Beiqing Highway and saw the big sign of the logistics park that he realized that this place It was exactly where I repaired my car in the morning.

The car drove through a small town, and after many twists and turns, it entered a park-like place, surrounded by green trees. It soon became clear that in the middle was a villa with no visible walls on either side.

The door of the villa is wide open, and the car drives in directly.

As soon as He Zhou got out of the car, he heard Pan Song talking to Li Zhaokun, "This land was originally mine, but later the government wanted to build a tennis center, a public welfare project, and we have to support it, right?"

As a result, it didn't work out and left a mess. So I built a villa area and built eight buildings. I kept one for myself, one of which was owned by Erhe, and the other two were owned by Li Long and Da Zhuang. Yes, the rest were sold to my friends. "

Li Lan, Liu Shan and others were not too surprised that their family had a house here.

"Can we live in our home?" Li Ke asked excitedly. It's more comfortable to live in your own home than in someone else's home, right?

"The decoration is beautiful, but it has been unoccupied for a long time. Although it is cleaned occasionally, there is a lot of dust." Pan Song invited them into the house.

The aunt poured tea and came in with a fruit plate, and Pan Song said, "Don't be polite."

"I'll just go and take a look. It'll be half as beautiful as yours." Li Ke said with a smile.

Pan Song looked at Li Ke's expression and said, "I have a spare key here. Do you want you to take a look?"

"Okay." Li Ke readily agreed. While Pan Song went to the basement, she inadvertently observed the decoration style of Pan's house. It could be said that it was magnificent, dazzling and dazzling, and was all decorated with a sense of luxury.

Pan Song came up from the basement and gave Li Ke a key, "Let's go, I'll take you there."

"Thank you, Uncle Pan." Li Ke happily took the key, and He Zhou, Liu Shan and others followed. Instead, Li Lan stayed to chat with Pan Shaojun, and at the same time, he had to pay attention to Li Zhaokun who was teasing the Alaskan dog there.

Pan Song walked in front, making introductions as he walked.

"This is a suburb. It is not as prosperous as the urban area. It has always been a grain production area. There is no subway and the location advantage is not obvious. Jiading is connected to Shanghai and Jiangsu, Songjiang is connected to Shanghai and Hangzhou, and Qingpu is sandwiched in the middle. It is very embarrassing.

But don’t underestimate it, there are quite a few listed companies here, including Fortune 500 companies, and there are many small factories and workshops, and there are many logistics practitioners, so the future potential will definitely be there.”

"I really can't tell." Along the way, Pan Ying saw either private houses or dilapidated small factories, not even a decent central landmark.

Following the winding path, we finally stopped in front of a 40% small building.

"This is the building." Pan Song pushed open the big iron door. An old man in his sixties was sitting at the door plucking chicken feathers. A fishy smell hit his face.

"Mr. Pan." The old man heard the noise, looked up, and quickly stood up to greet him. His hands covered with chicken feathers had nowhere to rest.

"How did you get in?" Pan Song frowned. Is the security guard here to eat?

Can you actually let people in?

"Boss Li brought us here." Seeing that Pan Song didn't believe it, the old man hurriedly took out the key, "Boss Li gave me the key. To promote environmental protection, the scrap station in Baihe Town has been demolished. There is no place to go for the time being. Li The boss asked me to stay here for a few days."

After saying that, he looked at Li Ke again and felt that he looked familiar.

"Uncle Jin, don't you recognize me?" Li Ke asked with a smile. She knew this old man. He was an old employee of her father's scrap station. She had met him before.

Later, as my father's business gradually expanded, the focus was no longer on scrap products. Many scrap points were half-sold and half-given to his old employees. This old man Jin was one of them.

From her parents' chats, she occasionally heard about this old man Jin. He had two houses in the provincial capital alone, and his son drove a car worth more than 300,000 yuan.

"Oh, look at my pig brain." Old Man Jin slapped his brain hard, "Hurry up and sit in the house. My old lady and I don't live here, we live in the warehouse next door. It's cooler in summer."

He had met Li Ke, but not many times.

"Uncle Jin, you cleaned this house really well." Li Ke found that there were traces of water left by the mop on the floor, and the tabletop was spotless. It was obvious that someone had cleaned it.

Old Man Jin said, "I have nothing to do, so I took care of it with your aunt."

"I said, Lao Jintou, doesn't your family have a house here? Are you here to live?" Pan Song took a look inside the house. It was all clean and tidy, with no sign of anyone living in it. He glanced at the warehouse outside the house and saw that there was a house there. There was a bamboo mat with a quilt on it. As old man Jin said, he lived in a warehouse. He smiled and said, "Are you quite good at calculating?"