The Era of Hard Work

The yellowish incandescent light, through the slightly blackened glass cover, fell on the mottled wall. The wall skin was a little worn out, but it was cleaned cleanly. Even in the corner, there was no spider web to be seen.

Lu Dong leaned against the head of the bed, opened the envelope, and took out the letter paper inside.

This is a letter from Liu Zhaodi from Qinghua University.

Lu Dong couldn't remember clearly, how many years he hadn't received a letter.

Of course, the e-mails that once filled the mailbox to promote insurance and financial management, apply for credit cards and win prizes are not counted.

Especially for the latter one, the sum of the winning numbers has already become a multi-millionaire.

The letter is not long, and there is only one piece of letter paper.

"Student Lu Dong:

Hello, is everything okay at Qingzhao recently? When I am in a strange environment, I always think of my old classmates.

When I came to a strange city alone, I often missed my alma mater, class and classmates, and remembered the help you gave me, and it was you who kept encouraging me.

I am sorry to write to you now, since I entered the university, everything is full of novelty, I see the gap with my classmates, I can only seize every minute and every second, enrich myself with learning, and shorten the gap. You told me to be self-reliant and mature. I am trying hard. I was not strong enough in the past, but I want to face it bravely in the future.

When I came to the university, I looked back on my six years as a classmate, and I saw many valuable qualities in you: people should be independent, independent like you.

When I was at home, I heard that you have an older brother who works in the Qingzhao public security system. Can you ask me about the name change? When I go back for winter vacation, I want to change my name.

Let me tell you something happy, a classmate in the same dormitory recommended me a detoxification ointment, which worked very well for me..."

Pat——

Something seemed to have fallen from the roof and landed on the edge of the bed next to it.

Lu Dong put down the letter paper, looked over there, couldn't help baring his teeth!

It was a soil scorpion three or four centimeters long!

"This is playing with delicious food from heaven?" Lu Dong muttered, "I don't have Uncle Seven's cooking skills, so I dare to bake anything..."

The old house with blue bricks and blue tiles has no suspended ceiling, and you can see the beams when you look up. The ghost knows how many interesting things are under the blue tiles.

While the scorpion was not moving, Lu Dong stretched out his hand and took a long tea box containing coins from the window sill, opened it and poured out the coins, picked up the soil scorpion with two pens, and threw it into the long box.

The weather is getting colder, and the scorpion also wants to get under the covers to keep warm?

It's not a worm spirit, no preferential treatment!

Lu Dong directly closed the lid of the box.

Maybe one day, the scorpions falling from the roof of the old house will be enough to make up a plate of food.

Uncle Qi once said that the most delicious dish he ate when he was a child was a specialty of old houses in the old street - fried scorpions, centipedes and stewed long worms.

The box was put back on the window sill, and Lu Dong picked up the letter paper again. There was no actual content underneath, so he simply put it back in the envelope.

When he received the letter, it was polite to reply. He found the composition text left over from school from the old book box, picked up the pen and tapped his head.

In front of people, let Lu Dong talk to people, he can say a lot, express in writing on paper, play ball!

I tore off several sheets of paper over and over again, and simply brought the trash can near the bed to facilitate throwing away the paper.

After tossing and tossing for a long time, Lu Dong wrote about 300 characters on the pad.

It is harder than writing a composition for the college entrance examination.

After all, if the composition is written for strangers who will mark the papers, it's just nonsense.

The letter was written to an old classmate.

Lu Dong mainly wrote three points in the letter: I asked Liu Zhaodi about her study and life there, told her that everything was fine in Qingzhao, and would help her inquire about changing her name.

Changing the name, Liu Zhaodi thought about it, and secretly changed it to Liu Linlin when she was in high school.

But it is not changed on the household registration booklet and ID card, and it is still called Liu Zhaodi.

I don't know what her dad would think.

Lu Dong suddenly thought of the layout of Liu Mingquan's courtyard. The pomegranates that entered the door should imply many children and many blessings, and the things near the jujube trees clearly gave birth to precious children early.

Too lazy to think about it, find an envelope to seal the letter, and lie down to sleep.

After breakfast at dawn, Lu Dong rode his bicycle to the University City, passing by the gate of Uncle Tie's chicken farm, and heard Uncle Tie and Aunt Tie arguing.

When Lv Dong went to Ji Street, in front of the brigade yard, the third grandfather Lv Zhenlin stood at the door, with two thick eyebrows as sharp as a sword.

"Third Grandpa." Lu Dong took the initiative to stop and greeted, "When did you come back?"

Lu Zhenlin replied: "Last night." His thick eyebrows were like swords: "I heard about it. Dongzi, you did a good job and saved our Lu family village from a great disaster!"

Lu Dong told the truth: "I happened to bump into it."

Lu Jianwu came out from the courtyard, saw Lu Dong, and said, "When are you free today, come and tell me what happened."

"Uncle Eight." Lu Dong called out to someone, and said, "Can you do it at half past nine?"

Lu Jianwu said, "Okay, I'll be here all day today."

Lu Dong asked: "Can you recover compensation?"

"You have to try." Lu Jianwu looked towards Cheng Lifeng's old store: "If you don't do it, how will you know if it will succeed?"

He paused for a moment, and then said: "Your Minglan Gu's matter has been settled, and the insurance company has paid 20,000 yuan in compensation, which is the limit."

Lu Dong understands that this is not easy: "Something is better than nothing."

Lu Zhenlin waved his hands at Lu Dong: "Okay, go and do your work."

Lu Dong didn't say any more, and rushed to the university town, pulling things over one after another. Just as he and Qiao Weiguo had set up a stall, Jiao Shougui played the latest popular song.

"When the mountains have no edges and corners, when the river no longer flows, when time stops and the sun and the moon don't distinguish..."

This song is so familiar.

"My Fair Princess" aired first? This TV series is so popular, Lu Dong has a vague impression, it seems that Mango Channel broadcast it first.

"Brother Jiao, what song is this?" Zhao Juanjuan was very interested.

Jiao Shougui said: "The new song of Power Train, the new album just released last month, the theme song of Qiong Yao's new TV series."

Zhao Juanjuan became interested: "What TV series?"

"Braid drama." Jiao Shougui thought for a while, but couldn't remember: "I forgot the name, you watch Mango TV at night, there is a preview, it seems to be broadcast this month."

People from the market came to have breakfast one after another. Lu Dong got busy and was free around eight o'clock. After finishing her work, Zhao Juanjuan leaned against the front of his little Jialing car, looking at the sidewalk on the south side of the market from time to time.

Lu Dong changed his clothes and said to Qiao Weiguo, "I'm going to the county seat, and I'll be back before noon."

Qiao Weiguo responded, and got together with Jiao Sanhei to discuss the grand plan of martial arts. Names such as Lin Huaibu, Xiaodao Yang Fan and Zhang Xiaolin came out of their mouths one after another.

Lu Dong rode his bike to the county town to mail letters and save money at the same time.

A postbox had already been erected at the intersection in the center of the University City, but Lu Dong had no stamps, so he could only go to the post office. After posting the letter, he happened to deposit money at the Industrial and Commercial Bank next door.

Probably, there are relatively few employees in the small bank in the county seat, and it was the female employee who received Lu Dong this time.

As for Lu Dong's client, the female employee remembered clearly that she had deposited a lot of change in the last two times.

The last time I rented a camera, I took out 5,000 yuan, plus two rewards and the income of these days, Lu Dong deposited another 20,000 yuan.

Like the previous few times, Lu Dong didn't say a word except what was necessary, and the deposit in the bank card increased to 80,000.

I don't know the price of the shops under construction at the construction site, but buying a house in the community is enough to buy a set of more than 100 square meters.

Lu Dong went to the business manager and asked more carefully about the loan. It would be best if he could buy it with a loan.

With his current earning speed, he has no worries about paying back the money.

The university town missed the initial downturn, and it is difficult to buy shops at a low price.

Now, major schools and local governments are stumbling and are in a new stage of running-in, including whether the affiliated primary and secondary schools will recruit foreign students. At present, there is no clear statement.

Just like a husband and wife with Lalang, it always takes a while to get used to.

One thing that Lu Dong remembers most clearly is that in order to promote the construction of the new city in the east, Quannan later resorted to a super big move-the city government moved east, and the Qingzhao county government moved west!

Under China's economic system, the importance of a certain location is not only based on the degree of commercial prosperity, but also closely related to the location of the government.

With sufficient liquidity in hand, the 80,000 yuan can be used as a down payment for the loan.

Guarantors don't have to worry.

Lu Dong carefully asked about the loan policy of shops, which is different from housing.

According to the regulations here, the minimum down payment for shops is 50%, and the loan period is up to ten years.

It is a pity that there is no support for micro-enterprise entrepreneurship in this era, and good policies will have to wait for a few more years.

On the way back to Lu's Village, Lu Dong thought about another thing, wait for the old lady to free up her hands, and start a new business?

Hu Chunlan said it when the brine was in the water, and repeated it many times later, and Lu Dong also thought about it.

Hu Chunlan was asked to sell relatively easy daily necessities, and he and Qiao Weiguo freed up their hands to plan new businesses.

What he thinks is Malatang, which is also one of the development directions of opening a store in the future. The investment is relatively low, and the profit is very high when it is done well, and it can develop an advanced version.

The other one is the copycat fried chicken restaurant that he used to run. At that time, he opened a shop called Huakes, and the profit was also very high.

But Kenkiki and McDonald's in this line are insurmountable mountains.

Restricted by the conditions, the two can only develop the same first.

These need to be carefully planned. Lu Dong is thinking about it recently. When the weather really stabilizes and cools down, the old lady will have enough rest after finishing the orchard, and start the Malatang.

After saving the money, Lu Dong went back to Lu's Village and found Lu Jianwu in the courtyard of the brigade. The two got together and explained Cheng Lifeng's matter in detail.

Lu Dong also used his mobile phone to call Team Zhang and introduced Lu Jianwu to Team Zhang. What to do next depends on Lu Jianwu's performance.

Go to the office to drink water, the only two people in the brigade are discussing.

It's not Cheng Lifeng's business, but the development of Lujia Village.

"Going to the south this time is an eye-opener." Lu Zhenlin dug out some photos, gave them to the accountant, and then to Lu Dong: "Some wealthy villages in the south are not only beautifully built, but also highly developed. Our Song family and others sell iron. Wealthy villages can’t compare with others.”

Lu Dong flipped through the photos and had to say that some villages are indeed ahead of the whole country.

Lu Zhenlin said again: "Our Lu family village is poor and poor, and we have no other income except for that little allowance. The dilapidated houses in the primary school have been in danger for more than ten years, and we still can't solve it now."

Lu Jianwu worried that Lu Zhenlin was too radical, and said, "Dad, you have to do each job one by one."

"I can't wait, if I don't catch up, I will grow old, and if I don't develop, it will be too late!" Lu Zhenlin's eyebrows trembled: "People say that being an official will benefit one party..."

He looked at the accountant: "Old Li, we have to leave some foundation for Lujia Village."

Lu Dong understood Lu Zhenlin's painstaking efforts, put down the photo, and said tentatively: "Our village is good at stewing a lot. Cheng Lifeng is finished, and there is a lot of vacancy in the market. How about organizing people in the village to try it? There is a market foundation."

Lu Zhenlin was silent for a while, and said: "Your mother has the best craftsmanship on the street, and the things she makes are widely recognized." With decades of experience in life, he naturally knows that he can't eat hot tofu in a hurry: "Don't be in a hurry, let's investigate, and then talk The bad influence of Cheng Lifeng must be dispersed first."

Lu Dong nodded: "Yes."

Lujia Village is good at two things, masons and marinated water, but the situation in the village, if you want to recruit people to take over the project, the money can't afford it.

Brine under water is a craft handed down by the ancestors of Lujia Village a hundred years ago.

After Lu Dong and Lu Jianwu left, Lao Li said, "Third Brother, we have no funds!"

Lu Zhenlin looked at the courtyard of the brigade: "After the busy autumn, we will start to sell green onions. When the village is done, we will decide what to do. All the trees in the courtyard of the primary school and the brigade have been cut down."

There are hundreds of trees in the two courtyards, especially the school, there are dozens of trees that cannot be carried by adults, and most of them are elms and pagoda trees.

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