"Do business in the Golden State? Do it to the East China Sea? Song Yunping looked at her husband in a daze, she didn't expect that she was just thinking about doing business in the county, but her husband had already thought so far.

"Can we go that far in business?" It's just that Song Yunping is a little unconfident, after all, there is only one sewing machine at home now, and she and her mother work together to remove the time for doing housework and raising rabbits on weekdays, on average, it takes two or three days to make a dress.

Wang Chong said: "If this person doesn't have any dreams, what's the difference between him and salted fish." ”

Song Yunping has not experienced the impact of the information explosion in modern society, and does not know the meaning of the word salted fish.

"Why is it no different from salted fish?" Song Yunping asked puzzled.

"If you become a salted fish, you can't turn over!" Wang Zhong explained.

Song Yunping closed her eyes and said, "But we are still so far away from doing business now, we are still 108,000 miles away!" ”

Wang Chongdao: "Although there is a difference of 108,000 miles, it does not mean that it is impossible. ”

"What do you mean?" After several years of marriage, her son has been able to speak, and she is playing crazy all over the yard, Song Yunping naturally knows a little about her husband, and knows that he is not the kind of person who is unprovoked.

Wang Zhong said: "We have to set a goal for ourselves, don't we!" ”

Song Yunping agrees with this very much, but there is still a gap of 108,000 miles between reality and dreams!

"Isn't this a goal too big and too far away?" Song Yunping said jokingly.

"A soldier who doesn't want to be a general is not a good soldier, it's okay to dream of this thing, it's okay to be far away, when I was a child, I still wanted to be a scientist, to build airplanes, rockets, and spaceships!"

"You've ever wanted to be a scientist before?" Song Yunping became interested all of a sudden, she really didn't know much about her husband Wang Chong's previous affairs, she and Wang Chong were married for several years, she and Wang Chong were also husband and wife, and their relationship was getting stronger.

Wang Zhong smiled and said: "At that time, I was young, naïve and ignorant, and I was full of longing and fantasy for the future just like you did at the beginning!" ”

Song Yunping looked at her husband and asked curiously: "Then why didn't you become a scientist, but instead studied medicine and came to us?" ”

Wang Chongdao: "There is still a difference between reality and dreams, and now our country's economic level is far behind those developed countries in the world, and the country wants to develop, and the national strength wants to be strong, in addition to science and technology, the agricultural foundation and economic situation are also indispensable."

I have a wide range of hobbies, I know a lot of things, but I am not proficient in many, you asked me to study missiles, to study hydrogen bombs, it is really not as good as those researchers, I thought about not going to the countryside to see. ”

Wang Chong's words are half-true, but it's not that Wang Chong wants to lie, it's really that the truth of the matter is too mysterious, even if Wang Chong tells the truth, Song Yunping may not believe it.

Moreover, the identity arranged by the system for Wang Chong was in response to the call of the country, and he took the initiative to sign up for the mountain and go to the countryside and was assigned to the mountain-back brigade, the purpose is not far from what Wang Chong said, and Wang Chong is not a deception to Song Yunping.

"So what do I do now?" Song Yunping said: "Buy a few more sewing machines and come back?" How many more people to recruit? ”

Wang Chongdao: "If you want to buy a sewing machine, you also have to recruit people, but it's not enough to buy a sewing machine and recruit people." ”

"So what else are you going to do?" Song Yunping looked at Wang Chong expectantly and asked.

Wang Chong didn't answer Song Yunping's question directly, but turned his head and asked, "What do you think is the most important thing in making clothes?" ”

"Of course, it's practical and durable!" Song Yunping replied subconsciously without thinking about it.

Wang Chongdao: "Of course, practicality and durability are important, is there nothing else?" ”

"Good-looking?" Song Yunping said.

Wang Chongdao: "This looks good is also different from person to person, as the so-called green vegetables and radishes have their own love, the style you like, others may not like it, the style of clothes that people here are used to, outsiders may not be used to it." ”

What Wang Chong said was already very simple, and of course Song Yunping understood it: "Not necessarily, like a tunic suit, a Lenin suit, a good shirt, and a pleated skirt, everyone likes it very much!" ”

Wang Chongdao: "But these clothes can be made in any garment factory!" ”

The words are straightforward, but they get to the point.

Song Yunping tilted her head, thought for a moment and said: "So our clothes must have our own characteristics, and this kind of characteristics must be accepted by everyone." ”

"It's worthy of me and my daughter-in-law, just a little bit." Wang Zhong raised his hand and stretched out his index finger to gently scrape on Song Yunping's nose, smiling and approvingly.

"But how can we make our clothes have their own characteristics?" Song Yunping muttered to herself suspiciously.

Wang Chong smiled mysteriously and said: "I heard that there are a lot of movies and TV series from Hong Kong Island pouring into China, and what video recorders and video tapes are there. ”

"What VCR tape?" Song Yunping not only knew the movie, but also watched it, these years, from time to time, there are projectionists carrying machines and films to the countryside to show movies, Song Yunping is not very old, so naturally he will not miss these excitement.

However, the terms video recorder and videotape, Song Yunping is indeed the first time she has heard it.

Wang Zhong explains: "The VCR is a small projector and screen, and the videotape is a simple version of the film. ”

"How do you know?" Song Yunping asked curiously, Wang Chongshang was only a teenager when he came to the Shanbei Brigade, Song Yunping couldn't help but wonder, where did Wang Chongshang know these things.

Wang Chongdao: "Do you remember Yang Xun?" ”

"Yang Xun?" Song Yunping was a little puzzled, why Wang Chong suddenly mentioned Yang Xun, but still nodded and said: "Of course I remember, even if I forget anyone, I won't forget Yang Xun!" ”

Yang Xun is Secretary Yang's eldest son, and Secretary Yang has taken care of Song Yunhui very much before, and Song Yunping has always been very grateful to Secretary Yang, so the two families have always had contacts, and the relationship is also good, especially in the past few years, Secretary Yang's long-haired rabbit was taught by Song Yunping.

"Didn't he go to the Deep City?" Song Yunping asked.

Wang Chongdao: "That's right, he went to Shencheng, but do you know what he did in Shencheng?" ”

"It can't be the VCR and videotape you are talking about, right?" Song Yunping had a guess in an instant.

Wang Zhong smiled and said, "What do you say? ”

Song Yunping suddenly realized: "No wonder! ”

"That kid writes to me every month, and he can't move." Wang Chongdao: "Half a year ago, by chance, he met a boss who invested in Shenzhen from Hong Kong Island, and helped the boss saddle his legs for three months, and finally got appreciated, and introduced him to the way to enter the VCR and videotape from Hong Kong Island. ”

"You promised?" Song Yunping's eyes were round, and she looked at Wang Chong with some excitement.

Wang Zhong smiled and said, "I didn't agree, but I borrowed him 2,000 yuan." ”

"Two thousand?"

"Shhh Song Yunping's eyes became bigger and bigger, both surprised by Wang Chong's generosity and the origin of Wang Chong's money.

"Two thousand dollars, where did you get it?" Song Yunping hurriedly asked, the financial power of the family is in Song Yunping's hands, even on the day the two got married, the box that Wang Chong handed over to Song Yunping has always been tightly hidden by Song Yunping, but Wang Chong took out two thousand yuan at once, how not to shock Song Yunping.

Wang Chongdao: "Where else can I get it, I have saved it piece by piece in the past few years." ”

Because of the breeding of long-haired rabbits and his mother as tailors to supplement the family, as well as the money earned from selling medicinal materials to the medicinal herb station, in addition to meeting the expenses of a large family, there is also a lot of surplus, which is the money that Wang Chong used to treat people, Song Yunping did not catch all of it in his own hands, but left it to Wang Chong.

"Treating people so much money?" Song Yunping looked at Wang Chong in shock, her face full of doubts.

Wang Chongdao: "Every time I see a doctor, I charge a few dollars that others don't know, don't you know!" ”

"Of course I know, that's why I think it's strange, where did you get these two thousand dollars?" Song Yunping asked curiously.

Wang Zhong took out a book from under the pillow and handed it to Song Yunping: "That's how it came." ”

Song Yunping frowned, looked at the book in his hand suspiciously, raised his eyes to look at Wang Chong, and asked, "Why did you come here?" ”

"Manuscript fee!" Wang Chongdao.

"Manuscript fee?" Song Yunping was really shocked at this moment.

Wang Zhong explained: "I have been writing manuscripts for the provincial newspaper since '76, one every month, and I have been writing for several years, and then an editor surnamed Wen in the province contacted me and said that the short stories I wrote were combined into an anthology, but I didn't expect the sales to be good." ”

Song Yunping looked at Wang Chong in a daze, only then did she realize that she still didn't know too much about her husband, and when she came back to her senses, Song Yunping asked curiously: "How much is the manuscript fee?" ”

"Guess what!" Wang Zhong sold Guanzi.

"Two thousand?" Song Yunping guessed.

Wang shook his head.

Song Yunping said again: "Three thousand? ”

Wang Chong still shook his head.

"How much, exactly?"

Wang Zhong stretched out his palm, and his five fingers were spread.

"Five thousand?" Song Yunping's voice instantly rose a lot, and her face was full of disbelief.

After all, after being a writer for so many years, Wang Chong is used to recording whatever happens around him, and there is nothing to pastime in these years.

In these years, under the strong control of the above, this kind of work is still very popular in the market, and the work is popular, and the manuscript fee will naturally rise with the tide, plus the accumulation of time, it is naturally a large amount.

"Then our sewing machine is not down!" Song Yunping immediately thought of Wang Chong's suggestion just now.

Wang Chong said: "Otherwise, why would I tell you this!" ”

Saying that, Wang Chong reached under the pillow, but actually took out a small black cloth bag from the space and handed it to Song Yunping.

Song Yunping glanced at Wang Chong, put the book in his hand aside, carefully took the black cloth bag handed by Wang Chong, put it horizontally on his lap, hesitated for a long time, raised his eyes and glanced at Wang Chong, and then reached out to slowly untie the cloth bag.

As the black cloth bag was unwrapped, a large stack of banknotes lying inside was also revealed in front of Song Yunping's eyes, a thick stack of large unity, and more than a dozen small bills, both gross and cents.

Rao is Song Yunping, who has already seen Wang Chong's family, suddenly saw so much cash, and he couldn't help but be shocked.

"That's too much, isn't it?" Song Yunping subconsciously sighed.

Wang Zhong smiled and said, "Count and see." ”

Song Yunping carefully picked up the money, clamped it with her left index finger and thumb, stuck out her tongue, put her right finger on it and scraped it, and counted it.

Half an hour later, a large pile of banknotes was divided into three piles, two neatly arranged in unity, and a pile of a dozen other banknotes of different denominations.

"Two thousand nine hundred and seventy-six pieces, three cents and two cents."

Song Yunping looked at the three stacks of banknotes in front of her, but she was a little overwhelmed.

Wang Chong broke the calm, and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "What, I don't know how to spend too much money?" ”

Song Yunping nodded and said, "Yes, this money is too much." ”

Wang Zhong said: "Then you have to plan well!" ”

Song Yunping looked at Wang Chong's smiling eyes, as smart as her, how could she not know Wang Chong's intentions: It is better to teach people to fish than to teach them to fish.

If you have to ask Wang Zhong for everything, and ask Wang Chong to give advice, then you will never be able to grow up.

The thick three stacks of banknotes in front of her already represented Wang Chong's greatest support for her.

"It's time to plan well!" Song Yunping said with deep understanding, then turned his head to look at Wang Chong, and said seriously: "Don't you often say, everything is foreseen, and if you don't prepare, you will be wasted!" ”

Wang Chong tied the three stacks of banknotes in front of him with rubber bands one by one, folded the cloth bag, put it at the head of the bed, and then turned to look at Song Yunping and said softly: "Even if it is a plan, it is not bad for a while, the good night is short, how can it be wasted!" ”

Looking at each other, although he was already an old husband and wife, but in the face of Wang Chong, Song Yunping couldn't help but feel a little ashamed, subconsciously lowered her head, and didn't dare to look at Wang Chong, but she was afraid that Wang Chong would misunderstand, and she was actually looking forward to it in her heart, so she took the initiative to stretch out her hands and cross behind Wang Chong's neck, and the person also knelt in front of Wang Chong, and most of her body was attached to Wang Chong.

The pink red lips lightly touched Wang Chong's lips, like a dragonfly dotting water, and they were separated by a touch.

Wang Chong stretched out his hand to hook Song Yunping's retracted head, and with a little force with his other hand, he half-sat down against the head of the bed, and Song Yunping was also taken by Wang Chong and sat on Wang Chong.

"Xiaoyuan is too lonely alone, let's ask him a few more brothers and sisters!"

"How many do you want?" Song Yunping endured her shame, looked at Wang Chong, and asked quietly.

"That's up to you!" Wang Chong leaned into Song Yunping's ear and whispered: "I can afford to give birth to a few of you!" ”

(End of chapter)