Reborn Industrial Tycoon

Chapter 465 I am also kind-hearted

Uncle Zhou used to be a worker in a machinery factory and just retired last year.

However, Uncle Zhou has not been idle after retirement, because his grandson will go to preschool this year, so taking his grandson to school has become a very important daily task for Uncle Zhou.

Those who have attended the sixth grade of elementary school may be unfamiliar with the term "preschool".

Those who entered junior high school after the fifth grade of elementary school probably attended this preschool.

In 1986, the country promulgated the Education Law and began to implement nine-year compulsory secondary education.

However, the primary school system at that time had a five-year academic system and the junior high school system had a three-year academic system, which added up to a total of eight years, one year less than the prescribed nine-year system.

Whether the extra year is added to primary school or junior high school, different places have different practices.

In some places, this year is added to elementary school, making it six years of elementary school; in other places, this year is added to junior high school, making it four years of junior high school.

Therefore, in the early stages of the implementation of the nine-year compulsory education, the May 4th academic system and the Sixty-three academic system coexisted.

It was not until 1991 that the Ministry of Education promulgated the document "Opinions on Improving and Strengthening the Management of Preschool Classes". From then on, it was officially established that the added year would not be placed in primary school or junior high school, but would be classified as "preschool class".

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At that time, preschool was a compulsory education for six-year-old children. Its main purpose was to cultivate children's study habits and prepare them for entering elementary school.

In fact, most preschools are learning content from the first grade of elementary school. After entering elementary school, they have to learn these contents again.

Later, the country carried out reforms again and established the sixth grade of primary school. There was no need for preschool classes in compulsory education to continue to exist, and preschool classes in public schools were also cancelled.

Today's preschools are all set up in kindergartens. Many kindergartens offer preschools to teach children elementary school courses in advance, so that children can get a head start. Many children in kindergartens can even be exposed to content in the second and third grades of elementary school.

The six-year-old child has just started attending preschool and of course needs to be picked up and dropped off. In order to pick up and drop off his grandson, Uncle Zhou went to the mall specifically and planned to buy a tricycle.

As soon as we arrived at the area selling bicycles and motorcycles, the salesperson greeted us warmly: "Uncle, do you want to buy a bicycle or a tricycle?"

"Buy a tricycle to pick up your grandson!" Uncle Zhou looked proud, as if he was showing off that he had a grandson. Then he continued: "I have old arms and legs, so it's better to ride a tricycle."

The salesperson immediately said: "Uncle, there is a moped for the elderly over there. It is a new product and can be used to pick up children. Do you want to take a look?"

"Moped for the elderly? It sounds like it is for the elderly!" Uncle Zhou nodded with interest, and then followed the salesperson to Santengzi.

"Uncle, there are many styles of elderly mopeds like ours!" the salesperson began to introduce.

After listening to the introduction, Uncle Zhou couldn't help but said: "What is a moped for the elderly? Isn't this a three-wheeled motorcycle?"

"It's different. Ordinary three-wheeled motorcycles don't have this shed at the back. This elderly moped is different. There is a rainproof shed at the back. If you sit inside, the wind will not blow and the rain will not get wet.

If it’s a rainy day and you go to pick up your grandson from school, your grandson won’t get wet sitting in the back! Also, in winter, this shed may block a lot of wind, and your grandson won’t get wet either.

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In addition, look at this seat, it has springs underneath, so you won’t feel any discomfort when sitting on it! If you ride this kind of car to pick up your grandson, your grandson can also sit more comfortably!" the salesperson explained.

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Uncle Zhou nodded in agreement. Picking up his grandson from school would definitely be much better than an open tricycle if it could protect him from wind and rain.

In order to protect his grandson from the sun and rain on the road, Uncle Zhou decided to buy a Sanbengzi.

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Uncle Zhou rides his newly bought Sanbengzi to send his grandson to school.

Seeing his grandson walking into the school, Uncle Zhou breathed a sigh of relief and planned to go home.

At this moment, a middle-aged woman walked over.

"Uncle, how much does it cost to go to the People's Hospital?" the middle-aged woman asked quickly.

Uncle Zhou said to himself, "You can't tell that I only take my grandson to and from school, and I don't earn money by soliciting customers. Why do people come to ask for the price?"

Uncle Zhou was just about to refuse when the middle-aged woman made the first offer: "Uncle, for one dollar, can I go to the People's Hospital?"

Hearing the words of Uncle Zhou's refusal when there was a dollar, he swallowed it again.

"This woman is going to the People's Hospital, either to see a doctor or to visit a doctor. She looks very anxious. Maybe someone at home is hospitalized and she is rushing to the hospital! I'd better give her a ride!"

Thinking of this, Uncle Zhou pointed to the car behind him and said, "Get in the car!"

After a while, Uncle Zhou took the middle-aged woman to the People's Hospital.

"I am also kind-hearted and willing to help others. If it were anyone else, I might not be willing to send you here!" Uncle Zhou thought as he put a dollar into his pocket.

Then Uncle Zhou launched the three-bouncer and was about to leave, when two more young men came over.

They were a man and a woman. The woman looked haggard and looked like she was recovering from a serious illness. The man was carrying a luggage bag.

Uncle Zhou instantly saw that these two people should be patients who had just been discharged from the hospital.

The man walked up to Uncle Zhou and asked, "Master, how much does it cost to go to the bus station?"

Uncle Zhou didn't specialize in transporting people, and he didn't know how much it would cost. He thought of the one dollar the middle-aged woman gave him just now, so he stretched out a finger and said, "One dollar!"

"Okay, master, please take us to the bus station." The man said, helping the woman get into the car.

Soon after, Uncle Zhou sent a man and a woman to the door of the bus station.

Watching a man and a woman walk into the bus station, Uncle Zhou thought to himself: "I am also kind-hearted and willing to help others. I thought it was not easy for you to come to see a doctor from other places, so I sent you here!"

At the same time, Uncle Zhou put one dollar into his pocket with tears in his eyes.

However, before Uncle Zhou could leave, someone else came over.

"Uncle, how much does it cost to go to the post office?" the man asked.

"One dollar." Uncle Zhou's answer was much more cheerful this time.

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Uncle Zhou's wife walked out of the kitchen and looked at the clock on the wall. It was already past twelve o'clock.

The old lady was slightly startled. Normally, at this time, her grandson would have already finished school, and Uncle Zhou should have picked up the child.

"Lao Zhou hasn't come back yet. Did something happen on the road?"

Thinking of this, the old lady was a little worried. She immediately went to the canteen downstairs and dialed a pager number from a public phone.

This pager number does not belong to Uncle Zhou, but to their son.

In that era, ordinary people definitely couldn't afford mobile phones. Generally, it would be good to have a BP machine.

There is no need for an elderly person like Uncle Zhou to be equipped with a BP machine, so when his wife tried to find Uncle Zhou but couldn't find him, she had no choice but to ask for help from her son.

After a while, my son called back.

"Mom, do you have a problem with me?" my son asked on the phone.

"Son, your dad went to pick up Yangyang, but he hasn't come back yet!" the old lady said.

"Didn't Yangyang finish school at half past eleven? It's almost half past twelve, why haven't you gone back yet?" The son was startled and asked immediately: "When was my dad born?"

"It seems that I went to see Yang Yang off this morning and never came back. Did something happen to him?" the old lady asked anxiously.

"Mom, don't worry, I'm going to Yangyang School now." The son said and hung up the phone.

After another half an hour, I saw my son coming back with his grandson.

The old lady was relieved to see that her grandson was fine, but Uncle Zhou did not come back with him. The old lady immediately asked: "Have you found your dad?"

The son shook his head: "I didn't see him. Yangyang said that my father sent him there in the morning and didn't come to pick him up at noon. When I went to his school, he was crying alone in the classroom!"

"Then where is your dad? Could it be that he met a bad guy?" The old lady continued in a daze, "Why don't we call the police!"

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At the same time, Uncle Zhou just attracted a guest who went to the No. 1 Experimental Primary School.

"Master, please hurry up, I'm going to pick up the child in a hurry," the guest said.

Uncle Zhou nodded and said to himself: "It means I am kind-hearted. Seeing that you are in a hurry to pick up the child, I will give you a ride by the way..."

While thinking in his heart, Uncle Zhou started chatting: "How old is your child and what grade is he in?"

"He's eleven years old and in fourth grade. He's already a big kid, so there's no need to pick him up, but it's just the beginning of school, so I might as well pick him up," the man said.

"I also have a grandson who is six years old this year and has just started kindergarten." When Uncle Zhou said this, he suddenly stopped talking.

At this time, Uncle Zhou finally realized that he had not picked up his grandson from school yet!

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Uncle Zhou hurried to his grandson's school and learned that his grandson had been picked up.

So Uncle Zhou quickly returned home and attended the family criticism meeting.

The target of criticism was naturally Uncle Zhou.

My wife and son scolded Uncle Zhou for a while, which made Uncle Zhou feel ashamed.

"It was around eight o'clock after you sent Yangyang to school. It's fine if you didn't come back right away. You were still wandering around outside and forgot about Yangyang after school! Tell me, what on earth were you doing? Did you go to find him?

Where are those bad women?" My wife stared at Uncle Zhou angrily.

"How dare I! I'm just a retired old man. I want money but no money, and I want power but no money and power. How can any woman like me?" Uncle Zhou continued with a look of grievance: "I have spent the whole morning

I’m not idle either, I’m going to do good things!”

"Do good things? What good things can you do?" my wife said with disdain.

Uncle Zhou had no choice but to explain: "As soon as I sent Yangyang to the school gate, someone came over and asked me to take her to the People's Hospital. I guessed that this person had a serious illness in his family and was in a hurry to go to the hospital. Then I took her to the hospital.

She sent it over.

Then at the entrance of the hospital, there was another young couple who came from the county below to see a doctor. They had just been discharged from the hospital. It was not easy for outsiders to come to see the doctor. I thought they were quite pitiful, so I took them to the bus station. Then.

I met another person who was going to the post office..."

Uncle Zhou began to explain the good deeds he had done all morning.

Next to him, Uncle Zhou's son said: "Dad, it's okay for you to be helpful, but you can't forget your grandson! When I went to pick up Yangyang from school, the whole class had already left, and only Yang Yang was left.

Xia Yangyang is crying alone there!"

"That's right, we are not related to you, so you can't just throw your grandson aside just to help others!" said my wife.

Uncle Zhou hesitated for a moment. He originally planned to keep the money he earned from soliciting customers as private money, but in this situation, he had no choice but to confess.

So Uncle Zhou said, "I'm not helping in vain, I'm getting paid."

"You have the nerve to claim that you are helping others when you receive money? I think you are just looking at money!" My wife snorted coldly, and then asked: "How much did you charge?"

"We charge one yuan for a trip." Uncle Zhou replied.

My wife was stunned for a moment and then said, "You just said that more than a dozen people helped, right? That means they charged more than ten yuan?"

Uncle Zhou had no choice but to answer honestly: "There are twelve in total, and we charged twelve yuan."

"You made twelve yuan in one morning? That much?" My wife and son were surprised at the same time.

According to this calculation, you can earn at least 20 yuan a day, which is 600 yuan a month, which is higher than the pension of the old couple.

"Where's the money?" my wife asked immediately.

Uncle Zhou had no choice but to take out the twelve yuan from his pocket, which he accepted with tears, while his wife snatched the money away.

My wife counted the money, then pointed to the leftovers on the table, and said, "Eat quickly. After dinner, send Yangyang to school, and then go to the hospital or a crowded place like the station to see if anyone wants it."

Take the car!”

From then on, Mr. Zhou, a retired worker, returned to work and drove three bungalows every day to hospitals, stations and other crowded places to pick up people.

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There are rice, peanut oil, instant noodles and other food in the back of the minibus.

There were several people sitting in the front row, including people from the Civil Affairs Bureau, the Disabled Persons' Federation, the Poverty Alleviation Office, and reporters.

One of them said: "Director Gu, the name of the family we are going to is Li Zhihua. He is forty-one years old. He used to be a worker. He suffered a third-level physical disability due to an accident.

Originally, Li Zhihua could still do some chores such as cleaning in the factory. Later, Li Zhihua's factory closed down, and Li Zhihua had no source of income. Later, his wife divorced him.

Now Li Zhihua has a frail old mother and a son who is in middle school. Li Zhihua is disabled and cannot find a job. Life for the whole family of three is very difficult."

After listening to this introduction, Director Gu nodded: "Our activity of sending warmth to the disabled is to focus on such families. Not only do we need to send them things, but we also find ways to help them solve other difficulties.

Let these disabled and poor families truly feel the warmth."

Director Gu said that the car had arrived near Li Zhihua's house. Several people got out of the car, carrying condolences, walked into a dilapidated tile-roofed house area, and found Li Zhihua's residence.

After a knock on the door, an old man opened the door.

"Hello, is this Li Zhihua's house?"

The old man nodded: "Yes, my son went out and hasn't come back yet."

"Are you Li Zhihua's mother? Hello, auntie, we are here from the Civil Affairs Bureau to offer condolences and warmth." Director Gu said with enthusiasm.

"Condolences? Oh, please come in quickly." Li Zhihua's mother said, inviting a few people into the house.

Director Gu asked: "Auntie, what did Li Zhihua do? Why isn't he at home?"

"My son went out to make money," the old man said.

"Earn money?" Director Gu was stunned for a moment, thinking that it would not be easy for a person with a third-level physical disability to find a part-time job. He probably wouldn't be able to earn much money even if he worked outside all day.

But thinking about Li Zhihua's family situation, if he didn't go out to find work, I'm afraid the whole family would starve to death.

For a moment, Director Gu felt sympathy in his heart, and he said, "Auntie, these are the condolences we gave you. There are rice, peanut oil, and instant noodles. There is also twenty yuan in condolence money. You

It’s also put away.”

Director Gu said, took out twenty yuan from his pocket and handed it to Li Zhihua's mother's hand.

This warmth-sending activity was originally just to send rice, noodles and other food, and there was no consolation money. However, Director Gu felt that Li Zhihua's family was in too much difficulty, so he donated 20 yuan to Li Zhihua's family out of his own pocket.

"I'm also kind-hearted and I can't bear to see such a pitiful person." Director Gu thought to himself, then waved his hand and said, "Hurry up and move the things in."

The people behind immediately moved the rice and walked into the house. Director Gu and others also entered the house.

"I'll give you some water," the old lady said.

"Auntie, don't bother, we'll leave soon." Director Gu said immediately.

"No trouble, sir, sit down quickly and watch TV first." The old lady said, picked up the remote control and turned on the TV.

Only then did Director Gu realize that there was a 23-inch large color TV in the room.

In 1995, although the domestic color TV industry had already engaged in two or three waves of price wars, a 23-inch color TV was definitely not something that poor families should have.

Director Gu then looked around and found that although the room was not big, it was quite equipped with various household appliances, such as a refrigerator and a washing machine. It also looked quite new, as if it had been purchased not long ago.

"Shouldn't these household appliances appear in poor families?" Director Gu thought to himself. He subconsciously walked to the refrigerator and opened it. There were eggs, fresh vegetables, and a bowl of leftovers, which was stewed winter melon and pork ribs.

"How can a poor family afford pork ribs? They eat better than me!"

Director Gu was a little confused, so he asked: "Auntie, what kind of job did Li Zhihua do when he went out to make money?"

"It's just driving a tricycle." The old lady continued: "Zhihua bought a tricycle a few days ago, and he usually earns some money by soliciting customers on the road."

"That's it." Director Gu nodded with sudden realization and thought to himself, in recent times, there have indeed been many more people driving three-wheelers to solicit customers on the streets.

Director Gu then asked, "How much money can Li Zhihua make in a day driving a three-wheeler?"

"This is not necessarily true. It usually costs more than 20 yuan. If you work a lot, you can earn 30 yuan. Excluding gas money, you can always earn 600 yuan a month!" the old lady continued.

"Six hundred yuan a month?" Upon hearing this number, everyone present became uneasy.

The salary of a leading cadre like Director Gu must be higher, while a newly hired civil servant can still earn less than 600 yuan a month!

In other words, Li Zhihua, a disabled person, earns more than those young civil servants!

She also sent warmth! She also offered condolences! After a long time of trouble, she is richer than me!

Director Gu suddenly felt that his twenty yuan seemed to have been spent unfairly.

"It's all because of my kindness..." Director Gu comforted himself.

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It's the day to distribute basic living expenses again, and Hongqi Glass Factory has also been busy all morning.

In the era of planned economy, Hongqi Glass Factory was a well-known state-owned enterprise. In the early days of reform and opening up, Hongqi Glass Factory's products were in short supply. At that time, if you wanted to buy glass, you had to get approval from the leaders.

However, after entering the 1990s, the situation took a turn for the worse. The wave of market economy slapped Hongqi Glass Factory to death on the beach, and the entire Hongqi Glass Factory also entered a state of suspension of production.

The factory has stopped production and the workers have been laid off. They will definitely have no wages and can only receive basic living expenses of 80 yuan per month.

On every day when the basic living allowance is distributed, the original employees of the factory will come to the Hongqi Glass Factory early in the morning and queue up to receive the living allowance. The Hongqi Glass Factory will temporarily return to the bustling scene of the past, and it will be lively all morning.

But by noon, when everyone has collected their money and gone home, the Hongqi Glass Factory will become deserted again.

In the Finance Department Office, Accountant Wang looked at the form and found that there was still one person who had not come to collect the money.

This is a very strange thing. When it comes to distributing money, everyone is at the forefront, but there are still people who are not active. It is already noon and they have not come to collect the money.

"What's going on with Zhao Juxian? If you don't come back, I'll have to get off work." Accountant Wang muttered to himself.

At this moment, the sound of a motorcycle engine rang out from the window, and a three-wheeler rushed over in a hurry.

Zhao Juxian jumped down from the three-wheeler and quickly ran into the Finance Department office.

"I said Zhao Juxian, why did you come here? Others have received their money and gone home. I am also kind-hearted, so I am waiting for you here. If it had been anyone else, I would have left long ago!" Accountant Wang said.

"Thank you, Accountant Wang." Zhao Juxian continued, "Accountant Wang, please hurry up, I'm in a hurry."

"In a hurry? Are you still in a hurry?" Accountant Wang curled his lips in dissatisfaction and thought to himself, you are delaying me from getting off work, but you still have the nerve to rush me!

Zhao Juxian looked at his watch and then asked: "Accountant Wang, are you okay? The train will arrive at the station in ten minutes, and I have to pick someone up."

"Going to pick someone up at the train station, do you have any relatives from out of town?" Accountant Wang asked subconsciously.

"There are no relatives!" Zhao Juxian continued: "I am just rushing to carry passengers to make money!"

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