Chapter Eighty-Three: It's Hard to Let Go
In the past few days, Wang An and Jia Ping have come to Wang Sen's house every night. In order to build a team and work, they glued Wang Sen like a plaster. Yes, a great opportunity to make a fortune, who wants to miss it.
That night, Wang Sen and Chunmei were arguing again about Pengcheng's failure to go to work. The two men barged in, the noise stopped, and Chunmei turned her face to wipe the tears from her face.
"What's going on?" Wang An sat down, took out a cigarette, handed it to Wang Sen and asked carefully.
"It's not for Pengcheng's work, it's been so long, and I'm still complaining," Wang Sen said, lighting a cigarette.
Wang An immediately helped Wang Sen speak, "Second aunt, my uncle is not in a hurry, what are you anxious about, my uncle is still afraid that the eldest brother will not find a job, to put it mildly, women really have long hair and short knowledge, what are you complaining about, you can't do it." ”
Chunmei was very angry when she heard this, she said to Wang An, "You don't know, on a cold day, if he doesn't want to do it, don't do it, your uncle will not treat him, and you will lack that money." ”
"You know a fart," Wang Sen scolded him.
"You know, you can, you let your child sit in the office, let your child sell coolies, this is a skill? Yesterday, no one came to the factory to find work, so ask them how many times they shouted from the loudspeaker. ”
"Fuck you, what do you know, what kind of work are you looking for?" Wang Sen scolded her with a red face.
"Fuck you, what are you doing? Is it different to sell coolies, I don't know you yet, other people's children are working outside, and their own children have no face at home, and I don't want to think about what other people's children do, sitting in the office The wind can't blow, the rain can't get wet, and they drink big tea on the stove; What about our children, pushing a trolley, working overtime, picking up broken glass outside on a cold day, and our hands are as cold as chicken paws. Chunmei didn't give up and said loudly.
"You can, you have the ability to find him, what do you expect me to do," Wang Sen was annoyed, he roared loudly, and stood up, the gesture was about to move.
Wang An hurriedly grabbed him. Jia Ping said Chunmei, "Second grandmother, you just say a few words, can't we not go, wait for next year we will build a team, let Peng Cheng follow, do it if you are willing to do it, and play if you don't want to do it, and ensure that you make a lot of money." In these years, what to do is not to make money, and it is easy to do anything with money. ”
These words spoke to Wang Sen's heart, and he had personal experience.
Chunmei was very disgusted, and she went out angrily.
Besides, Pengxiang, he lives in his grandfather's house, he usually doesn't talk or laugh, he often has a cold and fever, and he looks thin, which is a bad family, and grandma Dong Cuili changes tricks to make food for him.
On a cold day, Uncle Qingbo smashed ice for him to catch fish to eat. However, no matter how he made him happy, he was just sad, he often cried in his sleep, and the pillow towel was wet, so anxious that the old couple got up in the middle of the night to watch and watch, helpless.
Sometimes when I saw him crying so much, I had to wake him up and take turns to persuade him for a while. Usually, he doesn't pay attention to anyone, even if Haiming and Haicheng ask him to go out to play, he doesn't go, so he is willing to be together by himself, sitting for half a day, and not saying a word for half a day.
In fact, everyone understands Pengxiang's mood, but the understanding will not be too deep, how to say that he is also a child, the mood of a child, it will be fine after a while. I didn't expect him to be so incomprehensible, incomprehensible, and I was worried, a little child, how can I do this all day long.
For this reason, he does not eat well, does not sleep at night, and is constantly sad with his nephew. He was worried about his nephew and his own affairs, and the people who had retired with him were found, and he received a salary of forty yuan a month, but he had not yet found it. Without acquaintances, it's difficult to do anything, who to count on, the two sons are not angry, let alone showing up, and they can't say anything in front of their families. Wang Sen? He did this and that. He wanted to lie down again, take Pengxiang with him, and let him relax. The old couple summed it up and decided it.
Speaking of which, Dong Cuili felt very guilty, if it weren't for her incompetence and her inability to support this family, now, maybe her wife would have become a big cadre.
In the evening, he steamed a few cakes with cornmeal mixed with white flour and let them eat them on the road.
The rooster crowed three times, Xianzhi and his nephew rushed to the station on the road, and it was not yet dawn, and there were already a lot of people waiting at the station. At that time, it was not easy to take the car, one round trip a day, and I couldn't sit if I missed a little. After waiting for a long time, the driver got up, and when the driver started the car after eating, the sun had already shown its face.
The door opened, and when people crowded the car to grab seats, there was chaos for a while, and the conductor shouted with a gloomy face, and the car was quiet.
More than a hundred miles away, when the two arrived, it was already more than nine o'clock. Pushing open the office door, there were only three young men playing poker.
When the two of them entered, a young man glanced at them obliquely and asked lukewarmly, "What are you doing?" ”
Xianzhi was just about to say, but the three young men quarreled over a poker card, and they blushed and had thick necks, and no one let anyone, and no one paid attention to the two of them. The two sat down on the bench, put their hands close to the radiator, and rubbed their hands together from time to time.
After waiting for a while, he asked again, but no one paid attention to him. So angry that he sat on the side and sulked, there was the appearance of going to work, when he was there, the work style at that time, he was busy with things within his scope of responsibility all day long, nervous but not busy. It's a good thing now, it's really a stark contrast, if I was still in office, I would never be like this, like them, I don't want to fire them, and I think angrily.
He sighed again, he was no longer the former director, now he was just an ordinary person, and he couldn't do anything about it. Alas, if it weren't for the three years of natural disasters and the fact that his family was dying of starvation, he would never have left his post without permission.
He smoked cigarette after cigarette after cigarette and couldn't help but ask loudly, "What about your director?" ”
His words calmed the three young men, and they all stopped the poker in their hands and looked at him blankly.
Among them, a short and fat young man was a secretary, surnamed Qin Mingliang, he recognized Xianzhi, and hurriedly got up and came over with a smiling face and said, "It's the old director who is here." ”
Xianzhi glanced at him and did not make a sound.
"That's the case, Director Gao has something to do" Qin Liang picked up the cup and made tea, saying that he brought the brewed tea to Xianzhi and said: "Your file has been transferred from the Archives Bureau, and the file is written to be retired due to illness, and Director Gao has already submitted the materials to the Party Committee of the Bureau, just waiting for approval." ”
"When will it be approved?" Dedication.
"It's hard to say, and I don't know," the secretary said with a smile and shaking his head. Before half past eleven, the three young people got up and left, saying that it was time to get off work, Qin Liang also politely invited one of them to go to dinner, but politely let go, and without waiting for Xianzhi to open his mouth, he said that according to the regulations, the office should be closed after work.
That means let the offering go. Xianzhi heard it, he didn't say anything, Ling Pengxiang came out, on the curb at the gate of the unit, the two sat down, it was very cold, Xianzhi took his nephew in his arms, and held the cake in his arms, covered the warmth, the two of them gnawed separately, they chewed very slowly, swallowed very slowly, Xianzhi took out a half-old porcelain jar from the bag and went to the Hongqi Hotel opposite to ask for hot water to drink.
It was very cold outside for a long time, and Xianzhi wanted to go to the hotel with his nephew to warm up, but when he touched a few money and scarce food stamps in his pocket, he was reluctant to buy a bun and rolls for his nephew to eat.
Moreover, he couldn't bear it, he couldn't stand it in his heart. Therefore, he would rather be cold outside with his nephew than go inside. After a few bites, he led his nephew into the unit and waited in the corridor. It is said that he has worked in the unit for so many years, and he should know a lot of people, so it should be no problem to go to someone's house to manage a meal. However, after so many years, all the people who worked with him have retired, the last time he came, he inquired, his colleagues at that time basically returned to their hometowns, there was no news, no one stayed in the original unit, it was difficult to find someone to prove his identity, and he didn't know any of these young people. If you don't know each other, it's hard to get things done.
It wasn't until more than three o'clock in the afternoon that I saw people coming to work one after another. Qin Liang came, he was very surprised to see Xianzhi, and said, "You haven't left yet." ”
At this time, a fat old man walked in, seeing that his face was full of red light, he came in step by step, and he was still humming Peking Opera in his mouth, and he couldn't stop cheering, he was the senior director of the office, and when he saw Xianzhi, he hurriedly stretched out his hands and held Xianzhi's hand tightly and said: "Old leader, when is the time to come, sit down quickly." "It seemed very welcoming.
Qin Liang and the other two young people also became diligent, fetching water, washing tea sets, and wiping tables, going in and out, busy.
"Old leader, your business is almost done, and there are still some details that you still have to study and study. You let Wang Sen lie down, you can't do anything in the future. You don't understand, Wang Sen understands, he has many acquaintances, and he is a provincial model worker, so he has the best way to do this. ”
Director Gao said Haha, took a sip of tea, and before the cup was put down, Qin Liang had already brought the thermos over and carefully poured it for him, with a flattering face.
Director Gao glanced at him with satisfaction and said to Xianzhi: "Your situation is very special, according to the regulations, you should enjoy bureau-level treatment, and the pension is very high." However, there are still some link problems that need to be dealt with, which is not something you and I can do, all I can do is your general treatment, which is too much of a loss, so I didn't do it for you. ”
Listening to Xianzhi, he seemed to understand that the Bodhisattva can't ask for nothing, but also has to burn incense and make offerings. Although he was very angry in his heart, he still said some good things, saying that he would let Wang Sen handle the matter as soon as possible, and let Director Gao worry more. There are not many words of thanks, he is very happy in his heart, these dozens of lying down have not run in vain, and finally there is a result, if you really want to enjoy the bureau-level treatment, the pension is absolutely indispensable. He decided to go back and let his son-in-law come as soon as possible, isn't it just a few dozen yuan, tighten his belt, and let his son-in-law come and invite them to a table to solve everything.
When the sun set and the birds returned to their nests, the two returned home. Pengxiang climbed onto the kang when he entered the house. Dong Cuili saw that her wife was in a good mood, and she knew that things were almost done, so she was also very happy and was busy rolling noodles......