"Big head, doll, we've been talking for a long time, what do you think?" Liu Xiangyang and Li Qiming said in unison.

Suddenly, Fang Chen's expression became extremely serious, and a terrifying light radiated from his eyes, Liu Xiangyang's expressions suddenly became a little unnatural, they had never seen Fang Chen like this, and people's hearts couldn't help but thump.

"Let me ask you, do you really believe in hard work and getting rich?" Fang Chen asked solemnly, with a solemn expression.

Unexpectedly, Fang Chen would throw such a question, the two thought for a while, and nodded in unison.

"Hard work will definitely make you rich. Liu Xiangyang looked as he should be, "Big head, if you think about it, just talk about my mother, why she can earn more than other vegetable vendors, is because she eats more food every day, and the stall is a little later than others, so she can earn more than two yuan a day, and sometimes she can earn more." ”

Liu Xiangyang crossed his fingers and counted with Fang Chen.

Li Qiming also said, "My father also told me that God doesn't lose people, the more you work and sweat, the more you can make more money." ”

But who knows, Fang Chen actually shook his head, "I'm talking about getting rich, not surviving." ”

For a teenager in the nineties, fifteen or sixteen years old, the meaning of getting rich and surviving is not very clear, or for people who struggle to survive all day, getting rich is too far away.

Fang Chen shook his head, his expression was gloomy, and he said with a bitter face: "Hard work can't make you rich. ”

Hard work can make you rich, I am afraid that this is the biggest lie that has been circulated among the vast number of Chinese people.

Liu Xiangyang and the others just wanted to refute, but Fang Chen said directly: "Then let me ask you, do you think your parents are hardworking?"

The two fell silent.

After a long time, Liu Xiangyang looked down, raised his head, his eyes were empty, and muttered: "Is it hardworking, it must be hardworking, my father works in the factory, my mother is a farmer turned non-farming, has no formal job, has been doing chores in the factory, when I was four or five years old, I found that if I continued like this, I couldn't even afford the tuition and miscellaneous fees for my school, so I began to set up a stall to sell vegetables." ”

"Selling vegetables is an extremely hard thing, you have to get up at three o'clock in the morning to go to the suburbs to buy vegetables, use a board car to pull a cart of vegetables, this one round trip will be 30 miles away, start to set up a stall at five or six o'clock in the morning to sell, basically sell until more than six o'clock in the evening, the workers completely get off work, this can collect the stall home, eat at night, do housework, sleep until nine o'clock and ten o'clock. ”

"And my mother ......" Speaking of this, Liu Xiangyang choked up and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, "In order to buy fresher and cheaper vegetables, she gets up at two o'clock in the morning, and sells them at night until it is completely dark and there are no people on the street, and then she is willing to go home." ”

The tears in Liu Xiangyang's eyes poured out.

At two o'clock in the morning, he went to pull vegetables with his mother, he remembered the night at two o'clock in the morning, so dark, as if putting people in the boundless void, the road was so difficult to walk, a cold wind blew, cold people shivered, had to walk quickly, in order to dispel a trace of cold.

He said to his mother, "I'm afraid. ”

Mom smiled, put the already hot coat on his body, and then hugged him tightly, "Mom is here, don't be afraid." ”

He's only been there a few times, but this road, as soon as he walks, he walked for ten years.

"My dad was a laborer, and his main job was to mix and supply mortar, carry cement and red bricks, and other building materials, and do some handy, laborious rough work. Li Qiming said slowly.

In this era, there is no construction team, migrant workers, rural houses are built with the help of the villagers, the main family can take care of the food, it is very good to be able to give a box of nine-cent white swans, and the main family with better conditions can give a box of gold leaves for more than a dime, and some even give dry tobacco directly.

As for the city, it is not the same as in later generations, the contractor can pull up a group of people to do it, and the construction team at this time is a serious state-owned unit, with establishment, eating commercial grain, and occasionally recruiting some temporary workers like Li Qiming's father.

"You know, my dad was taller than me. ”

As he spoke, Li Qiming gestured his head.

"But he's very thin, his waist is not good, and he is hunchbacked, which is all pressed by those cement and bricks. Sometimes, when he got home, he lay on the bed, not moving, and even asked me to bring him to the bed when he ate, this is not lazy, this is tired! The blood marks on the rope on his back are densely packed like fishing nets, and it is a good stubble, and a stubble grows, and the new and old wounds are piled together. ”

When he finished speaking, Li Qiming was already in tears.

"But is your family rich?"

Li Qiming and the two were silent, and finally shook their heads slowly.

Fang Chen was categorical and said loudly: "Therefore, it is a false proposition to get rich through hard work, or it is said that only hard work cannot get rich, you can only mix food and clothing." ”

Speaking of this, a trace of bitterness crossed the corners of Fang Chen's mouth, "If you can really get rich through hard work, living in this 9.6 million square kilometers of Shenzhou, everyone is rich in 1.1 billion people!"

The Chinese people have been the most industrious and intelligent people in the world since ancient times, but are we really all rich?

No!

Li Qiming and Liu Xiangyang were stunned, Fang Chen's words seemed to open a new door for them, like Hong Zhong Da Lu, deafening and deaf, giving them a heavy blow to their hearts!

......

Intramuros Park.

The flow of people is like shuttle, tourists are shoulder to shoulder, most of them are some couples with children, holding hands.

The famous Ninety-Two faction has not yet been formed, but the spring breeze of reform has blown into the ancient city of Luozhou.

People's clothes and dresses show a variety of colorful trends, and they are no longer thousands of miles away, a gray and green.

At that time, the most desirable clothing for children and young people was military uniforms, so imitation military uniforms of various sizes appeared on the streets, and most of the gray ones were work clothes, which were worn to and from work, grocery shopping, and shopping.

Toad glasses, bell bottoms, explosive heads, and a double card tape recorder on their shoulders, running to the square and dancing in the park, this is the most fashionable dress for young people now.

The gate of the park is also crowded with small traders and vendors, selling toys, selling balloons, selling food and drink, rock sugar gourds, everything, if you don't look at these slightly contemporary costumes, it is no different from later generations.

It can be said that the commercial genes of the Chinese people, which have been suppressed for a long time, have been slowly recovering.

Prior to this, the commercial consciousness of the Chinese people was suppressed.

Before 1983, the government explicitly forbade private transportation, and even used bicycles to load more than three chickens and ducks, and if they were discovered, they would be arrested for meetings, criticized, and even imprisoned.

This mountain is called the crime of speculation, and in Donou, a woman was sentenced to death for it!

At this time, the society worked in private enterprises, opened shops and did business, there was no organization to protect it, like a group of lonely souls and wild ghosts without a home, until the birth of 10,000 yuan households, self-employed people from a contemptuous word to become the object of worship in China.

And near the gate of the park, looking at the fragrant snacks of the neighbors, as well as a dazzling array of small commodities and small toys, and then looking at himself, Liu Xiangyang couldn't help but say: "Big head, do you really think this method can make money?"

Li Qiming, who was squatting on the ground, also raised his head and looked at Fang Chen blankly.

It's not that they don't believe in Fang Chen, it's just that the little thing they prepared is too shabby, and even a little unbelievable.

A small blackboard, two small tables, eight small benches, a stack of homework books and ballpoint pens, all gone.

Yes, that's right, no.

How can this be to make money, it is almost the same to say that they are here to do their homework, could it be that Fang Chen is going to take them to follow Taizu and study in the city.

And that, written at the top of the small blackboard, "Huaxia Genius Youth Award Plan", is really shameful and shameless.

Under the small blackboard is written: "Challenge the intellect, in ten minutes, write from 1 to 500 in Arabic numerals without making mistakes, do not write backwards, and reward ten yuan and a certificate medal." ”

"In twenty minutes, from 1 to 800, thirty dollars and a medal of proof are awarded. ”

"There is no time limit, from 1 to 1000, and a reward of 100 yuan and a certificate medal. ”

The above rewards are not cumulative, and are exclusively sponsored by the Chinese Genius Youth Support Association, and the participants only receive one Huaxia currency cost of two yuan. ”

This is the afterlife, 1-500 Arabic numerals a nice, write on the cash prize of the little game.

With the ring, prize shooting, and listed as the three major entertainment kings of the square and the park, it is popular all over the country.

"Big head, it seems a little unreliable. Li Qiming also said.

As soon as Fang Chen said this idea, they were a little opposed, but at Fang Chen's insistence, they decided to give it a try, anyway, there was no cost, and the tables and stools were not used by the neighbors.

The small blackboard was taught by a retired teacher in the neighborhood to read and write, and now that the grandson is in elementary school, he can't use it, and the pen and book are their own, which proves that the medal was bought from the stationery store for money, and a big pocket is ten yuan.

At this time, Fang Chen's head is also a little square, this broken game, when he took the children to the park, there were a lot of people playing, elementary school students, college students sat in rows, squeezing their heads and writing in that stroke by stroke, I had never seen them so serious when they were doing their homework.

According to what he thought, not to mention squeezing his head, at least these eight small benches were arranged.

Now it is so miserable and miserable, there are a lot of people looking towards this side, but they are all from a distance and cannot be blasphemed, they glanced at it from a distance, and ran away without waiting for Fang Chen to greet them.

It's really a bit of a feeling of dying before you get out of school.

"Wait, wait, it's only four o'clock in the afternoon, and when we get off work in the evening, and when we go out for a walk after eating, there will be more people. Fang Chen comforted.

Liu Xiangyang and Li Qiming sighed and had to sit down.

But fortunately, although they can't see any business, but they don't have any capital, if they set up a stall to sell vegetables, now not a single vegetable hair has been sold, and the vegetables are wilting, then it is called urgent.