Chapter 70: The Old Model's Sadness

On the twenty-eighth of the lunar month, Yongliang drove to the various factories and turned around, the flour mill and the building materials factory were operating normally, not surprised, happy that the food factory was running very normally, Zhao Lan showed super leadership, things were arranged in an orderly manner, and let Wang Xiangwen prepare a lot of New Year's goods, nothing more than meat, oil, noodles and the like, one to give some benefits to the workers, and the other did not forget to play the head of the commune, Yongliang was also convinced at first sight, much more thoughtful than himself. Then I put my mind at ease and didn't worry about this side anymore.

Although Jiang Qingdai has not yet replied to the letter, he thinks that with his prestige and the precedent of the Degao Flour Mill, it will not be a problem for the village committee to pass it. After the Lantern Festival, the ground air rises and the weather warms up, including the new flour factory, the bathroom and restaurant of the food factory, you can start construction, fortunately, Yan Zhenwu and Zhao Lan are worried, as long as you arrange it, there will be no problem.

Thinking about it this way, I really don't have anything to do with myself now. He thought about it, it was time to go and see Zhao Chunhua.

According to local customs, when an adult dies, the bones are generally put for five days for mourning, but because of the New Year, they were only put for three days, and they were buried yesterday.

Although Zhao Chunhua hates Wang Yongshui, after all, they are married couples, and how much hatred has disappeared the moment they saw Wang Yongshui's bones. At the moment when Wang Yongshui's coffin was buried yesterday, she also cried bitterly. When Wang Yongliang saw her, she hadn't recovered from her grief, but just hugged Yan'er in a daze.

Seeing Yongliang coming in, Zhao Chunhua let go of Yan'er at once, threw herself into Wang Yongliang's arms and cried again: "Yongliang, how can you say that this person is gone? It is said that I should hate him, why is there no hatred at all now? Now that I think about it, it is all his benefits, and my heart is full of pain!"

Yan'er is nine years old, she already understands life and death, and knows that her father will never come back, and when she saw her mother crying again, she also cried.

Yongliang knew that what Zhao Chunhua needed now was a shoulder, cry well, talk and talk, and didn't really need words to comfort him, so he gently patted Zhao Chunhua's shoulder and didn't speak. Sure enough, after crying for a while, she calmed down, wiped a handful of tears, wiped Yan'er's tears away, and let Yongliang sit down.

"Yongliang, I've been thinking about it for the past two days, women, without men, even if this family is scattered, I won't be so strong in the future, what is there to be strong about a woman. With Yan'er by my side, I don't want to marry again. Besides, with the shares you gave me, it is enough for me to raise Yan'er. In this way, for the time being, I am still working in the factory, and when you go to high school in Gaoping, I will go with you, cook for you, wash your clothes, and when you and Caiyun get married and have children, I will help you bring them. I have a wish to cultivate Yan'er into a talent. Okay?" said Zhao Chunhua.

"Okay, sister, you can leave Yan'er's affairs to me, when she is older, let her be admitted to university, it doesn't matter if she can't pass the exam, let's take the money to let her go to a foreign country, how can we train her to be a talent." You will live a good life in the future, how happy you will come, how beautiful you will come! You are still young, don't think about celibacy, and you will not be ashamed to remarry. As for watching children, that's no problem, I'll have a lot of children, but it's enough for you to be tired!" Yongliang said with a smile.

"Okay, if you have the ability, you will be born, and I will bring you as many as you want. Don't leave your sister behind, your sister is the only one to rely on. ”

"Okay, don't say it. Sister, seeing that the Chinese New Year is approaching, you don't have anything at home, I'll ask Ping'er to send you some New Year's goods. Wang Yongliang said. According to customs, a family with a funeral cannot go to other people's homes during the New Year, and their own doors are closed, and visitors are not allowed.

"Okay. You have so many things to do, leave us alone, I'll be fine in two days. Zhao Chunhua said.

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Yongliang came out of Zhao Chunhua's house, went home and told his mother to think about sending Zhao Chunhua some New Year's goods to eat, so he returned to the food factory.

As soon as I walked to the gate of the food factory, I saw an old man in his fifties, carrying a large bag in his hand, wandering around the gate of the factory, and looking into the factory from time to time.

Wang Yongliang stopped the car and asked, "Uncle, is there anything wrong with you?"

The old man saw that it was a young man who was driving and accosted him, and hurriedly said: "It's a little something, I want to ask the factory director for help, but I'm afraid that people won't help, isn't this hesitation?"

"Then come in with me, and I'll take you to the factory director." After Yongliang finished speaking, he said to the old grandfather Wang Chuandao in the guard room and drove into the factory.

Yongliang entered the office, and saw Zhao Lan in a daze with his hands on his cheeks, and Yongliang didn't react when he came in.

Yongliang shook his hand in front of her eyes and asked, "What's wrong?

"Don't make a fuss, people are thinking about the things in the factory. Zhao Lan glanced at Yongliang and continued: "Didn't you just give another 2,000 yuan to the family a few days ago? My father can also live and deal with it, what else is there to worry about?"

"Think about the things in the factory after the New Year, I just came out of home, my mother can say, Chinese New Year's Eve lunch can count on you, don't want to be lazy." ”

"Of course it's my business. Otherwise, Ping'er's little gluttonous cat won't have to find the factory?" Zhao Lan felt warm in her heart.

"There was an old man who said that he had something to do with the factory director, and he was afraid that he would not help, so he hesitated at the factory gate for a long time, and I let him in. You can watch and deal with it, and you can help if you can. After Yongliang finished speaking, he sat down on the sofa and drank kung fu tea.

After a while, the old man hesitantly walked into the office, saw Zhao Lan sitting behind the desk in the office, knew that this was the factory director, and hurriedly stepped forward and said, "You are the factory director, right?"

"I'm the factory director, old man, is there something wrong?" Zhao Lan hurriedly stood up, let the old man to the sofa opposite Yongliang, and then poured another glass of water and put it in front of him.

"Director, please take a look at this. The old man handed the bag in his hand to Zhao Lan.

Zhao Lan opened the bag and looked at it, stunned, it turned out that it was full of honorary certificates and awards! Zhao Lan flipped through the "Certificate of Disabled Soldiers", "Certificate of Merit for Five Good Members", "Certificate of Outstanding Party Member", "Advanced Molecule in Learning Works", "Activist in Iron and Steel Making", etc., in almost every major historical event, he has a certificate of honor, it seems that this is an old model and an old party member who follows the party closely, I don't know what he means by taking these out?

"Uncle Zhang, what do you mean by this?" Zhao Lan asked suspiciously. The old man's name is Zhang Dahe.

"Factory director, I use this to prove that I am not a bad person, I have always listened to the party, I have been following the party, but just a few years after the reform and opening up, how can people's hearts change? Although Zhang Dahe asked for help, he did not look down on himself, and his eyes were very firm.

"Why has people's hearts changed? Why is life difficult? Is there no land at home?" Zhao Lan asked.

"Alas, it's hard to explain, it's all my fault for educating my children, it's really hard to say. Zhang Dahe said about himself with a shy face.

It turned out that Zhang Dahe was a native of Nansi Village, joined the People's Liberation Army when he joined the army in four or seven years, and then was disabled in the Huaihai Battle of his left arm, and had no choice but to demobilize and go home, at that time people had a hero complex, although his left arm was disabled, but there was no lack of admirers, under the introduction of the organization, he married a wife, and his wife gave birth to a son and died of illness shortly after. He is stubborn by nature, and does not admit defeat, a person with his son to live a difficult life, his son grew up, he scraped together to build four new houses, married his son to a daughter-in-law, I don't want this daughter-in-law to enter the door, the beginning is fine, in recent years, he began to gradually dislike him, often scolded him for being old and crippled, useless, his son is an honest man, and he does not dare to support his father, Zhang Dahe is so strong all his life, he is unwilling to let his daughter-in-law scold, angrily leave home, and only remember that there is nowhere to go when he goes out. I heard about Wang Yongliang's deeds of helping the elderly and the poor, so I got up to the idea of finding a job in a food factory.

After listening to Zhang Dahe's words, Zhao Lan looked at Yongliang, Yongliang saw that she had no idea, so he opened his mouth and said to Zhang Dahe: "Uncle Zhang, you live in the factory first, take care of food and housing, and wait for your son and daughter-in-law to take you back, the factory will pay you 10 yuan a month, although it is not much, but the general life problems can also be solved, what do you think?"

"But can my son take me back?" Zhang Dahe didn't believe it.

"Don't worry, I have a solution. Yongliang said.