Li Guotang left, only staying at home for two nights. For the work of the country, how can there be a lot of gerendeshi to consider name? There are so many families in both places!

Li Zhendong sat on the hillside with a tall pine tree hanging three meters above the ground. The cool breeze of the morning is fresh.

What if it goes on like this? Poor martial arts, I can't eat enough, what kind of martial arts do you practice? What kind of art do you learn? Technique is a move with a high amount of neng. What did you do without the strength? A person can't even guarantee the food and clothing of life, how can he fight aojin bones? In the previous life, I didn't know that the master's dedication, and now I can tihui to the shihou of Ziji.

Li Zhendong happened to hear the conversation of his parents, saying that the amount of food he had eaten recently had risen to the point of being afraid. Then there is the whisper* whisper of the parents tossing and turning.

Horses have no ye grass and no fertilizer, and people have no heng * wealth and no fu. Li Zhendong tihui to the taste of jiongpo at hand. For the confusion of parents, Zi Ji should also find a way to come out. But Chushen is deep in the mountains of Hunan Province, and there is no place for it! zi has learned a lot, and if he loses it in a few years, how can he mix it with the wind * sheng * shuiqi. Now what? Help Ziji's father think about the design of a weapon in the future? Stop, this is the rhythm of finding si. Jinrong products? Now チイ has! Cross out. Researching certain gaokeji products? I didn't study these majors at the time. What does a machine factory make money? What's the money? meiyou！ Outside town? Poorer! One cent of work counts as bafen money. The family's income is only a few dozen to a few hundred yuan throughout the year. A lot of households minus spending, negative. Some people are really getting over the cracks. xiaochengli? The lack of materials, the unified distribution of materials, can't be! Provincial? I have mao disease, isn't that the same as xiaochengli? In this era, the lack of transportation and the difficulty of roads are unimaginable.

There is a sentence that flashed out of Li Zhendong's head: "East, West, South, North, South, Middle, Make a fortune to Lingnan" Lingnan at this time should be the most likely place for Ren to make a fortune in the whole of China. Especially in the deep zone, only the deep zone liberalizes the price of all shenghuo necessities. It's that you get a high price.

Before 82 years, the prices in the deep area began to be the same as those in the mainland. Many people ran out of the mainland to the deep area. The unit doesn't agree! Many people have the ability, you are gone, what should the unit do? At that time, the restaurant had to eat with food stamps, and if there were no food stamps, you would pull aside, and if you had money, you would have to drive you out. There is no way to eat in restaurants, and many people have to go back to the mainland. At that time, there was a special procedure for migrating households: grain relations. It is as important as the urban hukou, and it is necessary to transfer grain relations from one city to another, and without grain relations, it is equivalent to having no food to eat. Unless you go to some very few gaojia restaurants, then another question arises, how many meals can you eat for your money?

Thinking of the deep zone, Li Zhendong's eyes lit up.

In June 82, Ms. Chen, a Hong Kong businessman, invested 500,000 yuan to open the first waibi shopping mall in China, and the investment was recovered in five days. At the end of that year, it was more than six months to make a profit of more than 10 million yuan. At the end of the year, bonuses will be given to employees, and the highest will be more than 1,000 yuan. This more than 1,000 is equivalent to the income of the middle level ganbu in the district for a year. This is the information that Li Zhendong saw in his later life. What is it? That's the myth, that's the legend.

In the Shenzhen District Finance*Trade* System Contracting Jingyin Work Conference, the contractor cannot mention Ziji's salary income. Because Yinwei is just a Xiao clerk-level ganbu, he can get three hundred and fifty yuan. It's too high, this jing* test can't tui wide! Why? Because the top-level ganbu of Huaguo at this time took four hundred. You are so small that you can't see the ganbu, and you almost get the salary of the top-level ganbu, you don't make a fortune quietly, but you dare to shout loudly?

In the deep area of 82 years, you can make a fortune if you dare to set up a stall! In later generations, there were people in Li Zhendong's hometown who made a lot of money when they set up stalls. Later, I had a smooth journey, and I set up a club* to only entertain friends and not to the public. Li Zhendong will be entertained every time he returns to his hometown, and Li Zhendong and that boss have some relatives. I can't be jealous.

I'm going to set up a stall? Li Zhendong vetoed the idea. Even if you make a lot of money, your leg will be broken by your father. Reading is the most important thing Li Zhendong should do, this is the obsession in the hearts of parents who have no bargaining.

Li Zhendong, who was worried about his heart, was even more silent. The head teacher, Mr. Fu, and the classmates have already discovered that since Li Zhendong rescued people, Li Zhendong, who loves to talk and laugh, has changed. No more jumping, no more fighting, quiet and calm is unbelievable. How much insight has the mind of a person who is dozens of years old? There is a world of difference between what you think. Can we be together? Li Zhendong can relive his student days, but he is acting as a bystander. All the glass beads in a drawer at home were given to the younger brother. While the younger brother was ecstatic, he also looked at the eldest brother more than a dozen times with slanted eyes, what is the eldest brother?

After class at noon. Li Zhendong took his little brother around the corner and went to the vegetable market to take a look, maybe what could he do?

The vegetable market is a market built by a machine factory, with rain tiles on the top and cement on the bottom. Some family members in the factory who do not work. Folks from outside towns come here to sell. A little greens, just put the chicken, or a few eggs. There is a haircut in the market, a square mirror hanging, and a bench. People sit and wait. The one with the mending shoe wears it laboriously on the sole with an awl. There is a loud shout of supplement.

The disappointed Li Zhendong took his younger brother and bought two dimes of fruit candy at the factory department store store and went home. Just walked to the top of the slope. Li Zhendong found his mother walking back and forth in front of the guest house. The younger brother shouted and ran over. Li Zhendong thought about it, and he took his little brother to the market for a while, and it took more than ten minutes. Mother doesn't care about this time. So what's going on today?

Li Zhendong, who returned home, saw a torn telegram with five words on it: "Father is critically ill, return quickly." Li Zhendong looked at the address again, his mother's hometown. A remote mountainous area in the northeastern part of Lingnan. After searching through my memory, I vaguely remember that my grandfather died in '82. That's this time.

Wang Lianxiang got this telegram early in the morning and was anxious. The old father is over seventy years old, and he is seriously ill at this time, and it seems that it is not good. I have asked for leave with the leader of the canteen. On the son's side, the younger son wants to take it back, the eldest son? Forget it, the homework in junior high school is intense, let him be at home! This is the decision Wang Lianxiang made after seeing her two sons. Everything has been chosen, and after the younger brother finished eating, the mother and son hurried out. When my mother went out, she explained that she was optimistic about the family.

Li Zhendong took the twenty coins in his hand, ten yuan each. This is worried that Li Zhendong may have to use money and keep it in reserve. I have rice and flour oil at home, where can I use it? Turn around and ask for shangjiao. Li Zhendong pressed the money in the anglitz at the bottom of the box and put it together with the passbook at home. There are more than 2,000 numbers on the passbook. But this is something that only happens after more than ten years of hard work by parents. In particular, my father is more than ten years older than my mother, and he works much longer hours and has a higher salary than ordinary people.

Li Zhendong, who went to school in the afternoon, always felt that Ziji seemed to have neglected something important. I went to the elementary school to get a jia article for my younger brother. Li Zhendong left Shen during class, and this matter seems to be very important to Ziji! Li Zhendong used the Shang-process huisu method to recall from Ziji's memory in reverse. What exactly did Ziji forget?

The market, yes, it's the market, it's this time. What did Ziji hear?