My 1979

After waiting for two days, Zhang Wanting has not come back, and Li He is a little worried. In this era when communication is basically relying on shouting, making a phone call or sending a text message is such a fantasy.

Li He even thought urgently that it would be nice to have a bp machine.

The sun comes out, the ice and snow melt, and the winter in Beijing is at least over.

The vegetable market had just started, and Li He saw that it was still early, so he took a look around. The dishes are lined up on the roadside in baskets and baskets, and they are all bright and green.

Farmers from the countryside near the entrance of the market place radishes and cabbages in a row, forming a competition with the market.

Therefore, in the state-owned market, you can still buy things like Chinese cabbage even if you don’t have food. This subtle change makes Li He very happy. The prototype of a market economy often starts from a small place.

The peasants in the imperial city are probably no different from the peasants in other parts of China. They wear shabby jackets and have yellow complexions. They are very energetic and count the cents with saliva stained them.

But just because I have less registered residence than people in the city, my situation is completely different. Even if many farmers later moved to the city to work, they were just urban passers-by called "migrant workers."

Even though sometimes Li He doesn't understand that the patriarchal mentality is more important in rural areas than in cities, but when he thinks about the reality in rural areas, he is helpless. They are older, can't work, can't take care of themselves, and they don't have pension insurance like cities. Medical security and minimum living allowance.

Nothing, how could they hope to live if not for their son?

Alas, it's difficult. One cannot choose one's origin. Some people are destined to carry heavy burdens throughout their lives as soon as they are born.

Sometimes when I think of Li Zhaokun and Wang Yulan, Li He feels that it is just the difference between the two lifestyles and concepts of life. There is no overly principled conflict. They must be patient and take a step back to avoid being incompatible.

When school was about to start, Zhang Wanting came back. Li He didn't wait for Zhang Wanting to put down her baggage, picked her up, and walked around excitedly, "If you don't come, I will go back to find you. If we don't agree together, Chu Did you come here in Jiu?"

"Put me down quickly. What does it look like? The door is open." Zhang Wanting kept patting Li He on the shoulder, indicating that she should be put down quickly. Seeing how childish Li He was, she couldn't help but feel a little funny.

Li He diligently brought a basin of hot water to wash Zhang Wanting's face.

Zhang Wanting likes this feeling very much. Women are easily moved by these warm and delicate details.

"My grandpa passed away, so I was delayed for a few days, which made you anxious. My grandma is the most pitiful. She will be the only one from now on, and she will go blind from crying." Zhang Wanting carefully glanced at Li He again, " I left her 100 yuan, you won’t be angry, right?”

Li Hebaji kissed Zhang Wanting on the forehead, "Didn't I tell you before, what's mine is yours. You always say such nonsense."

"Who did you learn this from? It's so disgusting. It's all spit." Zhang Wanting wiped her forehead with her hands in disgust, "I've calculated that if I can enter the diplomatic service after graduation, I can get 210 yuan a month, so I I can earn a lot of money. From now on, I will study hard and work hard to get a good job placement after graduation."

Who did Li He want to learn from? It was probably from Li Zhaokun.

Suddenly I heard that my wife's ambitions were so great. I thought it was funny. Don't you know that in your previous life you were just a translator in a factory?

The greatest achievement in his life is to help the factory sell the military shovel to Lao Maozi.

Of course, those who should be encouraged should still be encouraged, "Daughter-in-law, I am optimistic about you, you are the best, and I am determined to learn from you."

"Stop feeding me the ecstasy soup, I won't follow your tricks." Before Zhang Wanting could say anything, she was thrown onto the bed by Li He.

"You are really getting more and more dishonest."

Li He was stunned.

Zhang Wanting laughed loudly, "Retribution, Comrade Li He, the revolution has not yet succeeded, you still need to work hard."

Li He blushed in embarrassment and defended, "I'm just too nervous. Don't be complacent. I'll treat you tonight."

After the two of them had packed up, Zhang Wanting began to wash clothes and bed sheets, and tidy up the kitchen. Li He followed behind to help fetch water and dry clothes.

"If you come back in the future, come with me. You are not allowed to come back alone."

Zhang Wanting asked doubtfully, "Then I usually take a break and I come back alone? What's the problem?"

Li He said, "When you came back, didn't you notice that there were more and more hooligans smoking in corners and hanging out?

But there is no good thing. I don't worry about you alone. If you have nothing to do, don't go out of school. If you have anything, let me know and I will go with you.

After rest, I will pick you up. I'm going to buy a bicycle tomorrow, so it's convenient to pick you up back and forth. "

Hearing what Li He said, Zhang Wanting seemed to think of something, "I just remembered that one of our little girls studying Portuguese had an accident in the alley behind the school gate at the end of last year. The school hid the details. I didn't see him later. I’m alone. Oops, thinking about it this way, I really don’t dare to go out alone.”

Li He was afraid of really scaring Zhang Wanting, "It's okay, I'm here, just listen to me."

A few days after school started, Su Ming made an appointment with Zhang Xianwen to have dinner together.

This is the first time in Lao Mo Lihe's life. The food is actually ordinary, but the main thing is the accent, which attracts a lot of people.

"Li Sheng, long time no see. Congratulations on getting rich." Zhang Xianwen was extremely enthusiastic when he saw Li He.

Zhang Xianwen wore a suit and leather shoes, and he followed the example of a Hong Kong boss. Li He had no choice but to be polite and said, "Thank you, your Mandarin skills are pretty good. Looking at you, you are really rich now."

After drinking for three rounds, Su Ming started the conversation first, "Hey, this business can't be done. You said that I sell the same electronic watch for 30 and others sell it for 20. I will be left in the dust."

Zhang Xianwen pretended to be surprised and asked, "Don't those Wenzhou guys have something? If those gangsters get involved, it will be really troublesome."

Li He also pretended to be regretful and said, "It's just that the gods are fighting and we little devils will suffer. It seems that we have to stop for a while and then look at the market."

Although Zhang Xianwen suspected that these two people knew something, whether he knew it or not, he didn't dare to bet. Now that food is so generous, bulk goods still mainly rely on them. If they rely on those second-rate dealers, they won't be able to sell much in a month.

Thinking of this, the previous sense of luck disappeared, and he hurriedly said, "Brothers, don't be impatient. We will wait and see for a while. If there are still goods in the market, it will not be too late to stop."

Su Ming and Li He looked at each other, this man was really good.

Li He smiled and said, "Boss Zhang's words are safe, then let's watch for a while?"

Zhang Xianwen stood up, raised his glass, and echoed, "Yes, let's see first. It's really not easy for us to do, so how can we give up so easily? You can have this glass of wine first to respect me, you two can do whatever you want."

Li He and the two of them also stood up and had a drink together.

The meal lasted from late afternoon until dark, and then everyone went home.