Chapter Seventy-Three: Old Classmates
At noon on the twenty-ninth day of the lunar month, Feng Yiping rushed back to Feng Jiachong.
In the cold winter weather, the children whose faces were red from the cold and some cracks, dressed bulgingly, holding a box of broken guns in their hands as usual, and spreading joy along the newly built road with heat.
Seeing Feng Yiping's car, they all followed behind the butt of the car, and now this is still a rare Dongdong, those who are good at home will take the initiative to greet him, either uncle, or father (grandfather), and instantly let Feng Yiping, who was still a yellow flower, directly travel to the middle-aged and elderly era.
Wen Hua and Wen Hui probably saw his car on the hill behind him, and trotted all the way to pick him up, Feng Yiping took out a pack of white rabbits and gave it to Wen Hua, "Help send it." ”
"Oh!" the little ones shouted for joy.
In the past two years, although life has been better, it has not yet reached the point where toffee can be eaten at will.
This year, I can finally drive the car directly to the barn in front of the mound, and now there is a new century where Feng Zhenchang is parked, and there is still a red cloth strip on the left rearview mirror, but there is no such thing when I was in the provincial capital.
He also greeted his brother and sister all the way, and walked home, the courtyard is very lively now, there are tape recorders, and the boss who turns up the volume, and there are some festive songs, or the kind of love songs in the lounge.
The young men, who had been working outside for a year, were dressed in clothes that were obviously more fashionable than their fathers, and their faces were flushed, but they were drinking, with cigarettes in their mouths and cigarettes in their ears, and they gathered together in twos and threes, talking and laughing loudly with some playfulness.
They may be a general worker who usually doesn't even look at the boss directly, or a small construction worker who lives in a shed and is usually unkempt and grizzled. , or some small shops, a guy who is shouting at everyone. But here, at home. They are the treasure and pride of their parents.
Of course, when they are at home, their parents may still say a few words about them, they don't cherish money, they call home less, who is in other people's families, how much they earn in a month, how much money they bring to their families this year, and so on. conAd1();
But. The person in someone else's family who has made a lot of money in their mouths, at home, may also have to be taught a few words by their parents, and whose children are better than you.
In short, in their parents' requirements, there is really no best, only better, and there is no highest requirement for children. Only higher.
However, no matter how humble and lowly and unpleasant it is when I work outside. In the past few days when they came home for the Chinese New Year, they all tried their best to dress up as if they were good outside, and they got ahead.
The small mountain village, which is usually deserted, has become lively and full of joy because of their return.
It's just that when they saw Feng Yiping coming, they didn't dare to slack off, and they greeted each other, according to their generation. These guys are also his juniors, "Uncle is back." It's so busy!"
"Ippei," wears a black leather jacket. Feng Wen, who still had a coarse scarf around his neck, ran over.
This guy only studied in agricultural high school for half a year, and then he went out to work with others, and now I heard that he works in a brewery. Now his face is as fat as a bun, and his face is also sophisticated, his hair is oily and slippery, and he can no longer find a trace of his school shadow.
He put his arm around Feng Yiping's shoulders very familiarly, "Do you smoke?" Oh, I know you don't smoke, we haven't seen each other for a year or two, come to my house for dinner in the evening!"
"Just tell me anything, we've been at the same table for a few years. Feng Yiping knew that this meal was a reason, and he must have something to tell him.
"Do you remember, that's good, when the two factories in the town were recruiting, we didn't know the news, and now we don't want people, can I do it?"
I guessed that this was the case, "So, if you usually call home more and care more about your parents, you wouldn't have known about it until now." ”
Feng Wen blushed a little, after going out of the heavily disciplined school, once he went to the vast world outside, sometimes he really forgot his parents behind his ears, "You don't know, we are outside, it is difficult to leave the factory, and it is even more troublesome to make a phone call." conAd2();”
"It's good to remember later, it's too late in the town, and the people have already been recruited, but we have a factory in the city, which will be put into operation in the first half of next year, if you are interested, you can go and see it then." ”
"Really, what are you doing in the city?" The city is better than the town, not far from home, and it is considered to be in the city.
"To do metal shelves and steel structure plant components, it is estimated that people will be recruited in February and March. ”
"Okay, you must leave a seat for me, it's decided!"
Feng Yiping has long thought about this, although the old workers in the aluminum products factory have performed well this month, Feng Yiping believes that after stabilizing, many of them will germinate in a solid state, and their temperament for more than ten or twenty years is so easy to change, so it is necessary to recruit some hard-working and low-wage workers to force them to correct their attitudes, which can be regarded as another meaning of the "catfish effect".
On the hill behind the house, Feng Yuxuan was wearing a dirty gray coat and holding a book in her hand, leaning against the only remaining big pine tree on the hill, surrounded by a group of girls of the same age, talking about something, when she saw Feng Yiping, she immediately shouted down, "Mom, your big baby is back!"
Mei Qiuping and Feng Jiasheng's wife moved a stool, sat under the eaves, and leisurely sipped melon seeds in the sun, "I'm back!"
Feng Jiasheng's wife also said, "Yo, our great writer is back!"
It seems that Mei Qiuping has not shown off signing in front of them.
"Didn't eat," Mei Qiuping got up from the stool, patted the melon seed shell on her body, and took the suitcase in his hand, "You bask in the sun here, I'll serve you dinner." ”
Feng Yiping listened to the noise coming from the house and asked, "What are you doing inside?"
"What are you doing, drinking and raising the bar, it's been more than two hours now. conAd3();”
Oh, no wonder it sounds, many of the voices in it are so high-pitched.
"Sanniang, you don't have to be busy, they have been drinking for so long, what other dishes do they have, let Yiping come to my house, I will cook them a hot pot." Feng Hongbing's mother came out of his kitchen.
Feng Hongbing, who hadn't seen him for a few years, also followed. He also held a clay wine jug in his hand, "Uncle Yiping, come here." It's all set. ”
"Then you can go," Ms. Mei said. At the end of the year, it is normal to go to the neighbor's house for a meal.
On the table of Feng Hongbing's logs, there is a brass hot pot, in the early years, this is also the only one in the village, which makes many people envious, and the soup in it has been boiled at this time. The chicken in the soup base floats and sinks in the soup, and the fragrance is rich and attractive.
There are dishes full of crisp and dripping greens, lettuce bought on the street, enoki mushrooms, vermicelli, and meat paste. Meatballs, ham sausages, fried balls. Thinly sliced lamb with skin, pork liver, tender beef, etc., are hearty.
By the brazier under the table, the flask was simmering.
"Uncle, sit down," Feng Hongbing beckoned, pointing to the young man sitting at the table, "Do you remember who he is?"
It was a lad their age and looked neat. Feng Yiping tried hard to recall, and was a little familiar. But I can't remember at all.
"I'm sorry, I can't really remember. ”
"It's fine. It's been so many years, but if I say one thing you can remember, do you remember when you were in the third grade, playing cockfighting, and dislocating your right hand, that is me. ”
"Oh, you're Chigo. ”
This "cockfighting" is not the kind of two chickens to fight in the field, but a game that they play when they are children in poor places, the rules are very simple, that is, one foot on the ground, both hands pull up the other leg, and then mainly use the knee to attack, the foot first to the ground is considered to lose.
Such games can be one-on-one, or multi-on-many, especially when it's cold, and are very popular with them.
That time, it was also many-to-many, divided into two groups, Feng Yiping was competing with the classmates opposite, Feng Zhigao jumped over from the side, and a clean knee pry him to the ground, his elbows subconsciously supported the ground, and the elbow of his right hand was dislocated at that time.
But he is not afraid of pain, and he is also a guy with big nerves, so he felt a little uncomfortable, and he didn't take it seriously, standing aside and watching other people play, and later in class, he found that he couldn't lift his hand, and he didn't care much, and he still did his homework with his left hand, until two classes later, on the way home from school, the fourth uncle found that his right hand was swollen as thick as his thigh, so he carried him to find a bone-setting doctor.
Feng Zhigao raised a glass of wine, "I toast you, you were not sensible when you were a child, don't take it to heart." ”
Feng Yiping drank a cup of sweet rice wine, "What's this, it was all a joke at the time, I forgot it a long time ago, by the way, where are you making a fortune now?" He sandwiched a small green vegetable boiled in chicken soup with chopsticks, a small green vegetable after the frost in winter, and it tasted so beautiful when cooked in chicken soup!
"I, not as smart as you, can't read, after graduating from primary school, I mixed everywhere, from south to north, walked through a lot of places, but I haven't been mixed up with a famous hall, this time, I heard that your cabinet factory is recruiting, I came back, and Hongbing, has been in the factory for more than a month. ”
"Oh, that's good, the cabinet factory really needs your help in the future. Besides, you are so young now, you have been to so many places, such an experience is also a kind of wealth in itself, and you can't buy it with money, so there is no need to look down on yourself. ”
"That is, come, drink, Mr. Cai also said, running sales, just want us to go south and north. ”
"Have you all decided to run sales?"
"Yes, it's all in the sales department, but I have to stay in the workshop for three months to figure out all these things inside and out. ”
In fact, this is also what Feng Yiping emphasized, professional sales, first of all, to have a full understanding of their own products.
Otherwise, you find a customer who sells furniture, and the other party asks you, what material is used in the cabinet, how thick the panel is, how many centimeters is the cabinet door, what brand of hinge is used, what paint is used, and what is the data of fire prevention and water seepage?
After staying in the factory for three months, being familiar with the processes, and installing a few sets of their own, they can also say one, two, or three when they see the competitor's products, so that the sales can convince customers.
"Actually, I still hope to open a store in the future. Feng Hongbing said.
This is also their established strategy, those agents are not easy to find, and the market is good, Jiasheng will open its own stores.
"Now more and more houses are being built in the city, in the province and the city, residential buildings are being built one after another, so many houses, every house has to be used for decoration, I don't believe I can't conquer a few. ”
His analysis is very general and unscientific, just like the market analysis done by some people, we have more than one billion people in the country, if one person buys a pair of jeans, it is a big market of tens of billions, even if I only account for one percent of the share, the annual output value is at least hundreds of millions.
But of course, it's not good to dampen his enthusiasm now, "This goal is good, work hard!" Feng Yiping toasted him.
"Yes, let's work together to be the sales champion in the factory next year. Feng Zhigao also raised his glass to fun.
This meal was very refreshing, Feng Yiping didn't drink much, he only cared about eating vegetables, and in the end he couldn't even eat, when he went home, it was almost three o'clock, his mother was still basking in the sun outside, and the house was still very lively, he was surprised, "Still drinking?"
"How can they have such a large amount of alcohol, and they are drinking tea now. ”
"What are you talking about, so warm?" Feng Yiping sat down against his mother, obviously he hadn't drunk much just now, but in such an atmosphere, he was also a little drunk now.
"When talking about building a house next year, this one says this, and that says that, and I see, they are idle. ”
When Feng Yiping heard this, he was a little interested, and I can also insert two sentences on this topic. It turned out that no one might want to listen to what he said, but now it's different, and the people in the village will definitely not treat him as an ordinary child. (To be continued)
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