It's good to be ambitious, it's bad to have no money.

For 5,000 years, there are not one or two heroes who have been killed by a penny, and there are more than one or two passions that have been extinguished by reality.

After eating and checking out, Liang Yifei realized that the few 'hard dishes' he ordered were really not cheap.

Liang Yicheng rummaged through his pockets and took out a bunch of tickets for two yuan and five cents, but he didn't have enough 18 yuan and 6 cents.

Aunt Ping has been standing on the side, holding her arm, with a smile on her face, looking at Liang Yicheng's embarrassment when looking for a ticket.

After digging out a few pockets, Liang Yicheng shook his head and smiled bitterly, folded a stack of crumpled tickets neatly, and handed them over.

"Ah Ping, there are still five and a half yuan left, and I will send it to you the day after tomorrow at the latest. ”

"Brother Yicheng, you intellectuals are not good at this!"

Aunt Ping stopped laughing, hugged her arms to her chest, didn't look at the money, stared at Liang Yicheng, and said unhappily: "I invited my eldest nephew to eat and pick him up, what's wrong?

"Ah Ping, you open a store, live on this, don't want money!" Liang Yicheng insisted.

Aunt Ping turned her head, Ping Pong cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks on the table, made the movement very loud, and didn't look at Liang Yicheng, and said with a straight face: "If you want to see outside like this, don't come in the future!"

Liang Yifei watched from the side, and felt that it was not quite right.

What do you mean, these two ...... Well?

Seeing that he was stiff, he smiled and said, "Dad, Aunt Ping's thoughts, I will make money from work in the future, and Aunt Ping's dinner will be over." ”

"That's right, look at it, Yifei is more sensible, and he will definitely have a future in the future. Okay, okay, Yifei only came back today, and I won't keep you anymore, the two of you hurry home to take a shower and talk!"

Aunt Ping said, the money was confiscated, and she turned around and left with a few empty plates.

Liang Yifei asked strangely: "Dad, why is it difficult for the family situation to be like this?"

The old man is two hundred yuan a month, why can't he even make up more than ten yuan for a meal?

Liang Yicheng waved his hand: "Hey, the efficiency of the factory in the past six months is not good, only half of the salary is paid for more than two months, besides, ask someone to help you enter the factory, you are not allowed to buy some cigarettes, wine and tea." ”

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The Liang family is located in the PF area, less than 50 meters behind the Xiaoxiang River, a bit like the 'urban village' of later generations, with rows of bungalows next to each other, but much cleaner than the dirty and messy urban village.

After all, the working class living in the factory area is the backbone of the current society, not the old, weak, sick and disabled in the urban villages in the future generations.

Liang's family is not big, a living room and a bedroom, there is a double bed in the living room, the bedroom is Liang Yifei lived in before, although no one has lived in it for several years, but it is clean.

In the living room, there is an 18-inch black-and-white TV, square, with a bulging belly, two knobs on the side, which at first glance look like a microwave oven, and two antennas like crickets on the head.

Next to the TV is a writing desk, and on the writing desk, there is a black and white photograph.

A young woman with big braids.

Liang Yicheng lit a stick of incense, bowed twice, and muttered in his mouth:

"Xiuping, my son has come out, and he is much more stable than before. I have asked Lao Zhou to let my son enter the factory, don't worry. ”

'Xiao Liang Yifei' is also a hard-working child, his mother died when he was eight years old, and Liang Yicheng became a father and a mother again, pulling him to 16.

Liang Yifei also followed with a stick of incense, and bowed three times.

Looking at the black-and-white photo, the gentle-looking woman had mixed feelings in her heart, and she couldn't help but panic, thinking that I had taken someone else's son's body, and someone else's son had a life, in exchange for my life, and now I am worshipping someone's mother, this aunt has a spirit in the sky, and I don't know if it will be a thunderbolt.

After the incense, the two chatted about the factory for a while.

It is customary for the children of workers to enter the factory, and it stands to reason that there is no need to ask for help.

However, Liang Yifei's situation is special, after all, he is a prisoner of labor reform, and the efficiency of the factory is not good during this time, and a group of workers' children are waiting to enter the factory.

Let him enter the factory, there is still a lot of favor.

At half past eight, there was a knock on the door.

When the door was opened, a middle-aged man with a Chinese face was blowing, and the sleeve of his left arm was empty.

If this is a martial arts movie, then Liang Yifei will have to call 'Yang Daxia', or Brother Yang.

Unfortunately not.

Zhou Wanxin, director of the cannement factory and combat hero.

There is also one behind, naturally it is not an eagle, but Yang Aiguo, the head of the market section of the cannery.

"Yo, I haven't seen it for a few years, but I've grown into a big boy. ”

Zhou Wanxin looked Liang Yifei up and down a few times, and then punched him in the chest lightly and heavily, and nodded, "Well, it's okay, it's a little stronger, and the person is a little darker, just come out." ”

Don't look at it, there is only one arm left, but Zhou Wanxin was born as a scout, and this hand is really not small, Liang Yifei staggered backwards.

Rubbing his chest and laughing, he rolled his eyes in his heart, if Lao Tzu is a girl, just this moment, I will rely on you!

Yang Aiguo said with a smile on the side: "The factory director is right, just come out, Xiaoliang, don't be inferior, don't be discouraged, now the national form is very good, you are young, as long as you are not lazy, there is still a way out in the future." ”

Liang Yicheng was beckoning to make tea, and when he saw Yang Aiguo coming, he was a little drumming in his heart, what did his son say privately when he entered the factory, and called Yang Aiguo here?

Moreover, Yang Aiguo's tone outside the words is not right!

Liang Yicheng turned around and glanced at Zhou Wanxin with inquiring eyes.

"Yicheng, I'm here today, and I have two things to tell you. ”

Zhou Wanxin took the initiative to take Liang Yicheng's tea, took out a packet of red plums from his pocket with one arm, shook one out and handed it to Liang Yicheng first, bit one himself, and shook another to Yang Aiguo, and finally looked at Liang Yifei and shook the cigarette box at him.

Liang Yifei smiled and waved his hand to signal not to smoke.

Liang Yicheng hurriedly lit a match for Zhou Wanxin, and sat on the side looking at Zhou Wanxin in anticipation and fear, like a prisoner waiting for the final trial.

Zhou Wanxin took a deep breath and spit out the smoke that had turned pale cyan, and when the smoke cleared, he sighed and said in a deep voice: "Yicheng, as soon as I flew into the factory, our party group discussed it and didn't pass it." ”

There was silence in the room.

It took almost half a minute before Liang Yicheng answered.

"Factory director, I have worked in the factory for more than 20 years, not to mention contribution, at least conscientious, just the advanced model worker has won five or six times. It's an old rule for the children of workers to enter the factory, why can't it be my son's turn?"

The attitude is resolute, and every word is sonorous and powerful, and the silence on the way back, and the embarrassment in Aunt Ping's hotel, are like two people.

Yang Aiguo is a member of the party group, and he accompanied Zhou Wanxin today, in addition to having other work to discuss, in fact, he is also doing Liang Yicheng's ideological work together, he smiled and said: "Yicheng, that's not what it means, after all, he ...... After all, it just came out. ”

"What's wrong with just coming out!"

Facing Yang Aiguo, who was about the same level as himself, Liang Yicheng was not so polite, and his eyes widened.

"He made a mistake, the country locked him up, and I have nothing to say. But now that his sentence has expired, his sins have been atoned for! Why, no one is allowed to make mistakes, and if they make a mistake, they will be beaten to death with a stick? Old Yang, haven't you made a mistake? After reviewing and admitting your mistakes, the organization still doesn't trust you the same? If you had been convicted of hooliganism at that time, you would have been now?!"

In 85, Yang Aiguo watched an open-air movie, and he didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, so he touched the buttocks of a female worker in the front row, and the girl yelled at the scene 'stinky hooligan' and slapped her mouth.

In the end, I went to the police station, but the factory came forward to protect it, and I did a review at the factory meeting, and I went home to kneel on the washboard for my daughter-in-law, and it was finally calmed down.

If you want to stink Lao Yang, take this matter and say it, it's right, it's right!

Of course, this is only limited to old workers and cadres like Liang Yicheng, who can talk about it together, and young workers dare to mention it, and Lao Yang has a way to treat him.

Yang Aiguo's face blushed, "Alas, I said Yicheng, why do you say this in front of the child, it's all a monkey year." ”

Zhou Wanxin waved his hand and said: "Yicheng, it's not for you, it's not for Yifei, the children are all grown up by everyone, how can you not help? But the problem is, now the factory is in a difficult situation, don't you know, there is a backlog of more than 400,000 bottles of canned food in the warehouse that cannot be sold, the production line is going to be stopped, and even the wages are not paid, how can you enter again, don't talk about you, even if my own son wants to enter the factory!"

"Yes, yes, Yicheng, the director of the factory brought me here today, or came to talk to you about the market, the propaganda department should hurry up and think of some way, our two departments cooperate, as soon as possible to sell the backlog of canned food, in any case, pay off the bank loan first!"

They diverted the topic, Liang Yicheng didn't answer at all, whatever you say, I just kept paying attention, my face was pale, and I dropped a sentence.

"Factory director, I have worked in the factory all my life, and the factory will solve my family's affairs for me no matter what. Everything else is easy to say!"

After speaking, he smoked vigorously and stopped squeaking.

He asked Liang Yifei not to have a hard top with Zhou Wanxin, but for the sake of his son, he was on top of the cow.

But as Liang Yicheng said, Zhou Wanxin is also a hard bone, don't eat this set!

In peacetime, he will definitely help Liang Yicheng's family.

The current director of the enterprise is a big patriarch, not only to manage production, but also to manage the families of workers, not to mention that he has a good personal relationship with Liang Yicheng, and Liang Yicheng has a good work performance, and he is a capable leader in publicizing this area.

But in this case, absolutely not!

The children of the workers waiting to enter the factory are not Liang Yifei, and Liang Yifei has opened this opening, what should others do?

The factory has become like this, maybe it will be yellow one day, and then find a lot of newcomers who don't know anything to come in, isn't this the old birthday star drinking arsenic and thinking about longevity?

Yang Aiguo didn't squeak on the side, and he had his little abacus in his heart.

His son was also queuing up to enter the factory.

Otherwise, if even Liang Yifei can enter the factory after being released from labor reform, then he will go to the secretary to make trouble and let his son enter the market department!

The atmosphere was awkward, the family was smoky, and no one spoke.

It was Liang Yifei who broke the deadlock first, got up and pushed open the window, and let the choking smell of smoke dissipate.

"Uncle Zhou, Uncle Yang, let me go in advance, don't you still have to talk to my dad about the factory, let's talk about the factory first, what's wrong with the factory?"

For parents in this era, if their children can enter the factory, they will have an iron job for a lifetime.

But for Liang Yifei, it doesn't matter at all.

What about a small cannery, even if you go in as a worker, working from 9 to 5 every day, getting more than 100 yuan a month, fighting with others for a bonus of three or five yuan, and worrying about being laid off all the time?

Joke!

This is the early 90s, an era of miracles.

Everything is brand new, everyone is crossing the river by feeling the stones, there is no ready-made experience, they not only have a prophet of the general trend of history, but also have the experience and lessons accumulated by countless people in the past few decades of reform and opening up.

It's like panning for gold, he already has gold in his head, and he doesn't need to slowly accumulate it from tons of mud and sand, at the cost of time, money, etc.

He is not worried about the way out in the future at all, flying is certain, the difference is only how high and stable he flies.

I'm hundreds of thousands of dollars a minute, but you let me go with you to eat offal?

What about playing?

promised Liang Yicheng on the lips, purely to make him feel at ease, filial piety, and obey the old man's will, which is filial piety.

can't enter the factory, which is in line with Liang Yifei's thoughts.

"Look, I'm still sensible. I'm flying, I'm not too young, just listen to it together. So be it......"

Zhou Wanxin half-jokingly, half-seriously gave everyone a step down, and said: "Yicheng, if Yifei has a way to solve it, I promise him to enter the factory, okay?!"

Liang Yifei smiled and didn't speak first.

If he can solve the inventory of hundreds of thousands of bottles, he wants more than just entering the factory.