Chapter 20 A Letter from the Grassroots II

It was over after an hour of meeting.

Zhao Huilan went out and said, "It's not early, I still have to work tomorrow, and you will find an opportunity to exchange ideas in the future." ”

She was not optimistic about the prospect of the two young people coming together in the future, and she could already see that Li Yufeng was very dissatisfied with this girl.

Li Yufeng, Wang Haifu and their two sons politely sent the two people away, and when they returned to the house, none of the four of them spoke.

Wang Xianjin immediately knew that Li Yufeng was dissatisfied with this girl by looking at his mother's face, and he lowered his head and did not speak, ready to confront his mother.

He was very happy with this girl, he wanted to marry this girl, very very much.

"Weidong, what do you think of this girl?" Li Yufeng asked suddenly.

These two brothers have always been working against each other since they were children, although Li Yufeng was very dissatisfied in his heart, he still wanted Wang Weidong to take the lead.

"Mom, you don't want to be a bad guy, you want me to be a bad guy?" Wang Weidong said dissatisfiedly.

He turned his head to Wang Xianjin and said: "Even if you are willing, it depends on the attitude of the girl, if both of you are willing, then let's get married, it's your own business to live better than bad, don't blame others in the future!" ”

"This girl can't do it, she is scheming and sophisticated!" Li Yufeng said.

No one spoke in the room, one was willing, one was against, and the remaining two were bystanders.

Wang Haifu is the pillar of this family, but that is external, and Li Yufeng is in charge of family affairs.

Wang Xianjin lowered his head and didn't speak, and he also began to fight with silence.

"I don't agree anyway! I don't take money! Li Yufeng used her killer move.

The financial power of the family is in her hands, how can she get married without money?

When Wang Weidong returned home, his grandmother Huang Guiying heard footsteps and asked, "How is that girl?" ”

"It is said that he looks good, my brother is willing, my mother is unwilling, but looking at my brother's appearance, I have to deal with it, as long as the girl is also willing, this marriage should be concluded! In another twenty years, I will have a good life for my mother! Wang Weidong replied.

Huang Guiying was very satisfied with Wang Weidong's answer.

She sat cross-legged on the kang and giggled with eyes that couldn't see anything, like a tumbler.

"Do you know why your mom had to let you get involved? She knows that you have made money in the past few months, and your mother wants you to pay for it when your brother gets married in the future! Huang Guiying said to her grandson.

More than 20 days after Wang Weidong put the letter written by Liu Jianguo into the mailbox, at the regular meeting of the leaders of the Fifth Machinery Department, Minister Zhang took out a letter and said: "This is a letter from an employee I received a few days ago, and I am very touched after reading it!" You all take turns looking! ”

When the letter was delivered, Minister Zhang said: "This letter was written by a national model worker, and there was a sentence in it that touched me very much!" She has dedicated her youth to her life, and her children and grandchildren with her life, but her son has a disabled leg and has no job, which is very difficult. ”

The letter was passed around and returned to Minister Zhang.

"A large number of intellectual young people have returned to the city, and employment is a big problem! There are hundreds of factories directly under the ministry, and there are tens of thousands of young people who are unemployed, so we must find a way to solve this problem! Minister Zhang said.

A week later, the director of the Xiangyang Chemical Plant, called Fang Huawen, the deputy director in charge of the factory-run enterprise, to his office.

On his desk was the letter written by Liu Jianguo in the name of his mother, Fuguirong, which now had Minister Zhang's instructions.

"Comrade Fuguirong, an old model worker in our factory, wrote a letter to the leaders of the ministry to reflect the difficulties of the family, and her son is now unemployed because of his disability." Director Shi said.

"How can Comrade Lao Fu be like this! If you have difficulties, you can report to us, how can you write a letter to the leaders of the department! Deputy Director Fang said.

"The problem is still with us, and we have not seen or solved the difficulties of the employees." Director Shi said.

"Now there are hundreds of unemployed young people in the factory who are in good health, and there is no way to solve his son's disability. It's easy to give her son the job alone, but what about the others? Fang Huawen said.

As he spoke, he looked at Director Shi, because Director Shi's daughter was also disabled with polio.

"Yes, we need to come up with a policy to solve this problem holistically." Director Shi nodded and said.

Fang Huawen suddenly remembered that Wang Weidong went to his house that night. Leaders think differently from ordinary people, and Fang Huawen should think about this issue from multiple angles and comprehensively, and consider various influences.

So he hasn't told the director and secretary of the factory about it these days.

But he thought it was a good time to talk about it now.

"I have one thing I want to discuss with you and the secretary, a few days ago I evolved the factory when the master Wang Zhenwu's grandson found me, this kid is also a young intellectual, back to the factory has no job, he does not wait to go to the Beeshan County farmers' market to sell vegetables, half a year to earn more than 500, but he saw that there are many disabled young people in the factory without a job and suggested to me that he is willing to take the lead in setting up a small radio factory to produce radios. After thinking about it repeatedly, I feel that it is feasible, and now the masses urgently need to enrich their spiritual and cultural life, and we are also producing radios to meet the needs of the masses. Fang Huawen said.

While listening to Fang Huawen's report, the director of the stone factory looked at the letter on the desk, and now he must take immediate measures to give a satisfactory answer to the ministry.

"This Wang Weidong is not bad, he still thinks about other people after making money. You go and get him, I want to hear what he has to say. Director Shi said.

Fang Huawen walked out of the factory director's office and immediately sent someone to find Wang Weidong.

The people sent out naturally found Wang Haifu's home, and Wang Haifu, who was idle at home after retirement, was shocked when he heard that the factory director was going to see his son.

"Don't worry, it's good to hear! Immediately bring Wei Dong in, and the director of the stone factory wants to listen to his report on the construction of the factory. The man sent explained.

Wang Haifu felt much more relaxed after hearing the explanation, and he immediately went to the house rented by his mother and Wang Weidong to find someone.

But he only saw his mother sitting alone on the kang, and Wang Weidong's shadow was not seen.

"Wei Dong went out to play, and he wasn't at home every day these days." Huang Guiying said to her son.

Wang Haifu walked around the residential area of the factory and did not find Wang Weidong.

At noon, Li Yufeng went home, and Wang Haifu told his wife about it.

"It's a good thing, even the director of the stone factory wants to see him! It's a good thing that Weidong makes money himself and thinks about others. Li Yufeng said happily.

Wang Haifu shook his head and said: "Since he was a child, this kid Weidong likes to talk about big truths, telling his classmates that revolutionary comrades should help each other and then ask his classmates to copy his homework. Obviously, we didn't plan to let him take over at all, but now everyone in the factory thinks that he gave up the opportunity to his brother. This time, I don't know what the hell he has in mind. ”