Glad? That can't be said to be none.

But Song Guowei's current mood is dominated by horror.

If it is said that he drummed up a song there and sold it for 2,000 yuan, Song Guowei thinks it can be understood. After all, his son is a talented person who can be admitted to Yan University, and his mother is a music teacher, so she did teach them brother and sister when she was young.

Can you take advantage of the opportunity to go out for military training and make so much money by selling ideas?

Song Guowei, who worked in the No. 2 cotton spinning factory as an adult, couldn't figure out this way of making money.

Song Yang mainly wanted to see his father's reaction, and also to see his courage.

So seeing that Song Guowei was stunned, he decided to wait for his mother Xiang Hui to come back, and then see if he wanted to talk about the 20,000 yuan.

What you want to do during the summer vacation, you can't be stopped by them.

"Dad, is the factory already being restructured? I saw that many people in the hospital didn't go to work. Song Yang changed the subject.

Song Guowei looked at the more than 1,000 yuan on the table, then looked at the tape in the canvas bag on the ground, and finally looked at his son, and nodded after a long time: "April will start." ”

Song Yang hurriedly asked, "How to change it?" Contracting, equity participation, leave without pay or buyout? ”

“…… You know that. Song Guowei's tone was a little complicated, "The factory is going to be merged by the factory in the city, and there is no contract." Whether to buy out the seniority or leave the job without pay is decided by the above research. ”

He sighed, his back bent a little.

His future is uncertain, but his son has opened his mind to make money, and Song Guowei is getting old quickly.

"Dad, what do you think about it?"

Hearing his son ask, Song Guowei straightened his spine again: "Can a living person be suffocated by urine?" You should study hard when you get to school, don't worry about your family! I can afford to open a ready-to-wear shop! ”

Song Yang felt that the old man still refused to admit defeat.

But what can you accomplish by opening a ready-to-wear store?

The older generation is in the game, and their vision is like this, which is beyond reproach.

Song Yang thought about it and stood up first and said, "Dad, I'm home, and I have to call a few friends to say that they are worried that it is not safe for me to come back with so many things." ”

After that, he took some gross tickets from the table and went out first, and when he got outside, he bought a pack of cigarettes first, and then went to the communication room to hand it to Uncle Xiong, using the phone over there.

Uncle Xiong happily smoked a cigarette and listened to him call, and his eyes were full of wonder when he listened.

When he hung up the phone, Uncle Xiong asked, "Song Yang, what are you trying to chop chickens?" ”

"Something to call me, Uncle Xiong, haven't you read "The Story of the Editorial Department"?" In addition to making a phone call to Zhu Ziqiang, Song Yang mainly told Dong Liming again.

"That's the thing!" Uncle Xiong understood, "Why are you asking about the purchase price?" That's expensive! ”

"There is a classmate who is the child of a worker over there, and we bet on the cost price."

Song Yang casually perfunctory, thought about it again, took out the note from his pocket again, and dialed the phone number of Shen Qingxue's house.

After a while, Shen Qingxue's voice came from the phone: "Hey? ”

"It's me, Song Yang." He couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth, "I'm home." ”

“…… Oh...... Good...... You ......" Shen Qingxue's tone was a little surprised, and a little panicked, and then she didn't know what to say.

"Where's Auntie? Not at home? ”

"In the store!" Shen Qingxue had a topic, and her voice was much more coherent.

Song Yang became curious: "What kind of store did Auntie open?" By the way, the dress you wore on that day was very trendy and beautiful. ”

"......" Shen Qingxue's breathing couldn't help but become a little heavier, and then hurriedly said, "It's a clothing store, just over there in Xidan." ”

"Clothing store? No wonder ......"

Song Yang's heart moved.

Although they have only met once, the clothes of Shen Qingxue's mother and daughter are tasteful and trendy among their contemporaries.

At that time, the little skirt in Shen Qingxue's bag was also something she wanted to give back to the family in Mill Village and asked her mother to bring it from the store.

“…… What's the wonder? Shen Qingxue didn't speak when she heard him, and asked in a low voice.

"Nothing. Does your mother's store mainly sell men's or women's clothing? ”

"Women's clothing." Shen Qingxue didn't seem to want to talk about this more, and suddenly asked a non-nutritious word, "Is it hot in your house?" ”

"Fortunately, my house is very close to the sea, to the south is Yangzhao, and to the east is Qingdao." Song Yang smiled and asked, "What are you doing at home every day?" ”

"Watch TV, listen to songs, and learn English."

"Learning English? Ready to go abroad? ”

This question made Shen Qingxue silent for a moment, and then said, "That's what my mother suggested to me. ”

"Oh...... Okay, I've called you now. I made the phone outside, so I hung up first, and I'll contact you when I'm free. ”

Song Yang looked at the ambiguous smile on Uncle Xiong's face, and felt that it was not appropriate to ask more here.

After hanging up the phone, he looked at Uncle Xiong and smiled: "What are you laughing at?" ”

"Got a girlfriend?"

"How can it, it's a classmate in school."

Uncle Xiong looked at Song Yang's back as he went home, intoxicated with the cigarette he sent.

I always feel that this child has changed a lot compared to the Chinese New Year.

……

The mother is much more sensitive to the changes in the son than the father.

Knowing what his son did during military training, and listening to his current conversation, Xiang Hui couldn't help but keep looking at his son more.

“…… Why, Mom, do you think I shouldn't worry about this, I should focus on my studies? Song Yang was a little stunned by her eyes.

Xiang Hui sighed: "It's just that you suddenly grew up, and my mother is a little uncomfortable." ”

Song Yang relaxed a little in his heart, it was best to think like this.

At the dinner table, Song Yang's sister Song Ya also came back, and she was secretly looking at him with her eyes at this time. Song Yang asked with a smile: "What are you looking at?" It's going to be a sophomore year of high school, are you struggling? ”

Song Ya pouted: "You did so well in the exam, now the teacher talks about me every day!" ”

Zhushi is only a county-level city, and there is only one high school in the county. Song Yang is a celebrity in the school, and it goes without saying how his sister is in a situation now.

"Then you should study hard, my brother's review materials are still there, you can flip through them casually!"

Xiang Hui touched her daughter's head with a smile, and then continued to ask her son: "Since you make money like that, why do you say that it is a song that is sold?" You used to argue about buying a guitar, wasn't it too expensive to buy it? ”

She was the first to teach her son and daughter some music, using a harmonica.

Later, there were trendy people who played guitars, and Song Yang always ran to the dance hall in the county during that time after contact, which made Xiang Hui worry a lot.

“…… There really is a song. Song Yang sorted out the sheet music during this time, and took it out of the room to show Xiang Hui, "This song should also be sold, and when I get to school, I can find someone to sell it, and maybe I can even release tapes." ”

Xiang Hui looked at the simple score on the paper a little unexpectedly, and saw that the lyrics had a melody in her head, and then slowly her eyes became rosy.

"I was a little homesick during military training." Song Yang said softly.

"Brother, you sing!" Song Ya leaned over and looked at the lyrics, her eyes lit up, and she looked at Song Yang expectantly.

Song Yang has the heart to integrate into this family first, and he is naturally as good as a stream.

A song is sung softly and looks very warm at the dining table.

Song Ya and Xiang Hui couldn't help but be a little in a daze, this song is so good to sing.

Is this a song he can write?

Song Guowei listened and suddenly got up and went to the side of the cabinet to take out a white plastic bucket, took two clean bowls, and then poured out the grain and wine inside.

"Drink a little."

Song Yang nodded.

Xiang Hui didn't stop it, and when she looked at her son at this time, she only had one feeling: she had indeed grown up.

After drinking wine between father and son, Song Guowei put down the bowl and slammed his mouth and took a breath, and then said: "You kid, grow up!" Since the idea can be sold for money, come back and ask about the factory, if you have anything to say! You read a lot of books, and you went out to meet people from all over the world, Lao Tzu is not brainless! ”

Song Yang put his mind at ease: "Really? Can you listen to me? ”

Song Guowei looked at Song Ya: "You can't just rely on your mother to get a salary while she is still in school." When you're in school, you still have to focus on your studies. After graduation, strive to get into a good unit! ”

Song Yang knew that his concept would not change for a while, so he was ready to let it go.

He went back to his room and took out the aluminum lunch box and opened it.

Two stacks of thick, brand-new hundred-dollar bills lay quietly inside.