Siheyuan: I have broken space

Zhou Bingkun quickly took Yueyue back to Taiping Hutong.

Regardless of their meeting today, Zhou Zhigang's attitude was not bad, but Zhou Bingkun understood that this was just for the sake of Zheng Juan taking care of Zhou's mother. He still had not forgiven Zhou Bingkun in his heart, especially when Zhou Bingyi and Zhou Rong were admitted to college.

In Zhou Zhigang's heart, only Zhou Bingyi and Zhou Rong are on the right path. Since Zhou Bingkun is not capable of being the same as Zhou Bingyi, he can only be obedient.

Precisely, this is the path Zhou Bingkun doesn't want to take.

Zheng Juan was cleaning up her home, opened the door to Zhou Bingkun, and said, "Why did you bring Yue Yue here?"

Yueyue ran into Zheng Juan's arms and cried: "Auntie, don't let me go. I don't want to stay there, they bully me."

Zheng Juan no longer cared about Zhou Bingkun and coaxed Yueyue: "That's your grandma and grandpa. They don't love you enough. How could they bully you?"

Yueyue rubbed her eyes with her hands and said, "I want to eat fried chicken legs and something delicious, but they won't give it to me."

When Congcong heard about the food, he also shouted: "I also want to eat fried chicken legs. Dad, please cook them for me quickly. My sister and I are waiting."

Zheng Juan said directly: "No, you can't eat something so greasy at night."

The two children immediately became unhappy and looked at Zhou Bingkun pitifully.

Zhou Bingkun squatted down and said, "Let's eat fried chicken legs tomorrow, and how about beef tonight."

"Just pamper them."

Zhou Bingkun asked Zheng Guangming to take the two children to play while he and Zheng Juan started preparing dinner.

Zheng Juan added: "You didn't quarrel with dad, did you? A neighbor came to the house to chat today and let the news slip that you didn't go to the magazine."

Only then did Zhou Bingkun realize that Zhou Zhigang's attitude today was not only because of Zheng Juan's matter, but also for this reason.

"It's okay, Yueyue vented my anger on my behalf today. I just want to laugh when I think of Yueyue wearing the same face as my sister, leaving Dad speechless."

"You, you are too spoiled to the two of them. Look at them now, they have become the little overlords of phototype films."

"The little bullies are good, they won't be bullied. In fact, you have to see their advantages. Look at the two of them, using the candy and snacks in their hands, let the children follow them and listen to their words. Never because of these

Things have quarreled, this is called leadership."

"I don't understand leadership. Since you know it, why haven't you become a leader?"

Zheng Juan had never complained about anything, but this time Zhou Bingkun heard a hint of complaint.

"What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, I just don't know what you want to do. You don't want to join a magazine or be the leader of a soy sauce factory. That's why."

Zhou Bingkun thought for a while and said: "Juan, look at the factories in Jichun, let's just say our soy sauce factory. In the slag discharging workshop, there were only four people working at most in the past. Now, there are more than a dozen people.

There are still many people waiting to be arranged.”

"But the output of the soy sauce factory is still so large, and the sales of the products it produces are not good. What future do you think such a factory can have?"

Zheng Juan was stunned for a moment and asked: "What should we do?"

"What to do, cold salad. Not only the soy sauce factory, but also the lumber factory over there on National Day. Those machines were there when I left, and they are still the same machines now. But there are many more people moving wood. In the past, there were machines waiting for people.

, now it’s humans waiting for machines.”

"This is not just a problem between one or two factories, but most factories in Jichun City are in this situation."

Zheng Juan thought for a while and said: "If you say that, wouldn't the factory be brought down?"

Zhou Bingkun said: "Yes, not to mention factories, even magazines are in a similar situation."

"Then no one cares?"

"It's not that no one cares, but it can't continue like this. It's time to change."

"Then what do you think?"

"I think very simply. During the reform period, I plan to quit my job in the factory and open my own restaurant. With my skills, it will definitely be more prosperous than those state-owned restaurants now."

Zheng Juan immediately objected: "No. If you refuse to go to the magazine and stay as a worker in the soy sauce factory, dad will feel disgraced. If you don't even work as a worker anymore, you will never reconcile with dad in this life."

Zhou Bingkun said: "People with no academic qualifications like me don't have much opportunity in magazines. As for being a worker, just look at Catching Up and National Day. Apart from being self-employed, there are no other opportunities."

Zheng Juan said: "Our family earns a lot now. You spend more money buying snacks for Yueyue and Congcong every month than others earn in a month. Except for the food you cook, the two of them usually don't eat well."

Have a meal."

"Where are we now? Look at our house. The children have grown up soon. We can't still be like the older generation, with the whole family crowded together on the same kang."

Zheng Juan was silent. There was one more thing in her mind, and that was Guangming. What should Guangming do in the future?

Bright eyes cannot see, and life in the future will be a big problem after all.

There is no place suitable for Guangming to go to school now, and it is not suitable for him to stay at home all the time. Especially when he was at Zao Zhou's house, he was considered an outsider after all.

If you really have a big house, Guangming will also have his own independent space.

"Is there really no problem?"

Zhou Bingkun said: "Of course there is no problem. Aren't you asking me why Debao and the others are afraid of meeting Secretary Qu, but I am the only one who would rather be scolded than go see her?"

"I heard all this from Secretary Qu. The college entrance examination has resumed, and personal business matters will soon resume."

Qu Xiuzhen is a golden sign. Zheng Juan has met her several times. Every time she comes back, she is frightened, but she is also particularly convinced by her.

Zheng Juan smiled and said, "Then I support you."

"Okay. Once there is news about the policy, I will open the hotel. In less than two years, our family will be able to buy a large Russian-style villa. When the time comes, let each of them have a big house."

The best houses in Jichun City now are the Russian-style buildings left over from the past. The biggest dream of the people in Jichun City is to live in such a big house.

Leaders of Jichun City like Qu Xiuzhen live in houses like this. It is not an exaggeration to say that these Russian-style buildings are cadre houses.

Of course, Zheng Juan also thought about living in such a house, but she only thought about it in her dreams. Such a house is not something ordinary people can afford.

"How can we afford such a house? I would be very satisfied if I could live in a tube house like Chunyan's house."

Zhou Bingkun said with a smile: "How big is the Tongzi Building? Didn't you see that Chunyan's house is not spacious for a family of three?"

Zheng Juan smiled and said: "Let me use an analogy, why do you still take it seriously? I feel that her house is not as comfortable as ours."

Zhou Bingkun said: "I feel the same way. I plan to wait for two years to see if there is a suitable one. If there is one, buy it. If not, rent one. Give Congcong, Yueyue and Guangming each a room."

Zheng Juan was very moved when she heard that Zhou Bingkun was still thinking about Guangming.

At this time, Zheng Guangming appeared behind them. He heard the conversation between Zhou Bingkun and Zheng Juan, and was very moved.

Zheng Guangming felt that it was inappropriate for him to continue to stay, both for the Zhou family and himself.

"No need to save a room for me."