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Two teacups collided, and outside the window, a red firework with a tail flew from the ground to the sky, and after a short pause, it exploded.

Bang.

This explosion was like a signal, and more and more fireworks rushed into the sky, exploding one after another, exploding into beautiful flowers.

The sound of the fireworks exploding startled the two people who were drinking.

Lin Yu held the dumplings in his left hand and the teacup in his right hand, pushed open the door and walked to the balcony, sat on a chair and started drinking.

Just after taking a sip, Qian Jianguo also came to the balcony. Looking at the exploding fireworks, he sighed: "The last time it was so lively, I remember it was in 1997."

"At that time, there were still many people in the base. Although they didn't live well, they still had two dollars. Everyone could buy some fireworks by pooling together."

"I tell you, you have to go to that kind of fireworks show to watch fireworks."

"In 1993, when I went to Yanjing to ask for money, I watched a fireworks display."

"The fireworks rushed into the sky and could explode into lotus, peony, and lanterns. It was very beautiful."

"I don't know when we can use that kind of fireworks."

"If we use that kind of fireworks during the New Year, I tell you, people from the whole Lanling City will come."

"It was lively at that time."

Qian Jianguo was talking while drinking the wine in the teacup. Slowly, his eyes became blurred, as if he had completely entered the kind of fireworks display scene he imagined.

Seeing him like this, Lin Yu stuffed a dumpling into his mouth and said a number:

"5,000 yuan."

Qian Jianguo, who was in a daze, came back to his senses belatedly, blinked his eyes, turned to look at Lin Yu, and asked: "What 5,000 yuan?"

At this time, Lin Yu slowly picked up the teacup, took a sip of wine, and explained: "The cost of each of your lotus fireworks is about 5,000 yuan."

Hearing this outrageous number, Qian Jianguo was stunned for a while, and after a long time, he uttered a word:

"Fuck"

The two people drinking on the balcony were naturally seen by some people.

At the home of Mei Liang, who was removed, his wife stood on the balcony, watching the fireworks, watching the people from other families standing at the door, and watching the two people drinking on the balcony in the distance, she was furious.

She turned around and scolded her husband: "Are you full?"

"Now the position of workshop director has been removed, the salary is less, and you are asked to dig soil, but you don't go."

"Other people get 300 yuan, have food and drink during the New Year, and the children wear new clothes and have meat every meal."

"Look at yourself again."

The woman yelled for a long time, but found that her words were useless, because her husband was still sitting at the dining table, drinking and watching TV calmly.

It seemed that the fireworks outside the window and her complaints had nothing to do with him.

Turning her head to look out the window.

A firework flew up from in front of her eyes and exploded in the sky.

The light of the explosion of the firework was green, reflecting on her face, as if mocking her.

Mocking her for having a poor year.

The woman's resentment disappeared without a trace at this moment, and she walked to her husband and sat down.

She stared at her man for a while and whispered, "Since you think it's shameful to ask you to dig the soil, let's go south to work after the New Year."

"If you go to the south, you won't have to see acquaintances, and no one will ask you if you have a job."

The gentle words made Mei Liang slowly raise his head. He couldn't believe that his wife would say such a thing.

You know, in the past, she valued the job of 567 Factory more than her life.

The couple looked at each other, the woman nodded vigorously, and asked again: "Okay?"

Mei Liang also nodded vigorously: "Okay."

After making a decision, the couple picked up the wine glasses on the table and drank another glass.

Then turned off the lights.

…………

After drinking a jar of wine, the aftereffect was very strong.

When Lin Yu got up the next day, it was already a new year.

Whether it was the lunar calendar or the solar calendar, it was 2002.

Take out the dumplings left over from last night and heat them up for a casual meal.

But he rummaged through the boxes and cabinets, picked up a bag of incense and firecrackers, and walked towards the public cemetery of the base.

In the corner of the public cemetery, there are four graves next to each other.

Four photos are posted on the limestone tombstone.

Two men and two women. The two men are 70% similar and can be recognized as father and son at a glance. The two women look completely different.

But the same thing is the smile on their faces and the determination.

Put the candles in place and light the incense.

Lin Yu took out paper money and burned it in front of the four graves.

"Dad, you're right. I've become the factory director of the base. When you're down there and you quarrel with mom, you can loudly announce that my son has become the factory director. That's what I said at the beginning."

"It's a pity that this base is useless. There's not much money and I have to worry about it."

"Mom, your son is an official now. I'm not big or small, but I manage hundreds of people."

"Some of those people who argued with you every day before have passed away, but many are still here. Now they have to look at my face."

"Are you happy?"

"When they go down one day, you can ask them one by one whether they are happy, happy, or surprised."

"Grandma, your grandson is promising now. Although he can't bring honor to the family, he is definitely better than most people."

"Grandpa, I can't fulfill your last wish for the time being. I'm too busy."

"But I promise that I can send you back to your hometown in two years at most."

"But I can't guarantee that the ancestral tomb is still there."

"Also, if you want to blame someone, blame my dad. For so many years, he didn't say he would send you back."

"He is an unfilial son."

"But it's useless for you to come to me. You haven't seen what I look like."

After the paper money was burned, Lin Yu packed up and turned back to the residential area.

He took a walk around the residential area, had two meals, and didn't return home until the sun disappeared.

He returned to the study, took out the special letter paper from the luggage, picked up the pen, hesitated for a long time, and wrote a few words on the first line.

"Information acquisition, analysis, deception and anti-deception under information warfare, commonly known as: information fraud. "

This is his thesis.

The previous graduate thesis has been completed and is still being polished, but he decided to do a big one.

Time slipped away in every stroke.

When the thesis was finished, it was already the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.

It's time to go back to school.

Several workshops in the factory started to operate on the eighth day of the first lunar month, but because there was no task, the main task was to repair the workshops and adjust the assembly lines.

After spending two days making an overall plan for each workshop and requiring them to strictly implement the plan, Lin Yu boarded the train back to school.

On the train to Yanjing.

Lin Yu leaned against the window and looked at Qian Jianguo who was still on the platform. He waved his hand and shouted loudly: "Go back, and don't be too soft-hearted."

Hearing his voice, Qian Jianguo also shouted loudly at the window: "It doesn't matter whether you come back or not, you must bring the buyer back. We all rely on you."

"Remember."

Swish.

Lin Yu stretched out his hand and pulled the window of the green train, and also pulled the curtains.

Sitting back in his seat, Lin Yu opened the notebook and wrote two names in the notebook.

Hud Ahmed Duerbi.

Kuintan Ahmed Arabila.