Today is the happiest day in Sun Zhaodi's life.

She was ready to go back to visit her family, her first time in months.

For her, this visit can be described as returning home.

Yang Jun lent her the military vehicle, and after she got the key, she immediately went to the logistics to fill up the gas, and just in case, she also brought an extra barrel of oil.

At noon, she loaded all the things she had to bring into the car and waited for the evening to get off work.

Also going back with her was Yu Shiyun from the same village.

This Yu Shiyun is a second-level fitter in the workshop, who has been working in the factory for almost six years, usually living in the staff dormitory, and taking a long-distance bus home on weekends.

When he heard that Yang Jun lent the car to Sun Zhaodi, he was very envious.

In the past few months, he has witnessed how Sun Zhaodi has risen step by step, from scratch to richness.

Not only did he not have to worry about eating and drinking, but he also bought a lot of new clothes, especially when he heard that Sun Zhaodi lived in the cadre housing of the factory director, he was even more red-eyed.

No, as soon as he heard that Sun Zhaodi drove back this time, he couldn't sit still, and immediately asked Sun Zhaodi to take a half-day off and go back in the afternoon.

Sun Zhaodi disagreed at first, but she couldn't resist his temptation and finally agreed to go back in the afternoon.

The rolling mill is more than 200 kilometers away from their village, and it took more than four hours for the car to reach home.

When they got home, the people of the village had not yet finished work.

Sun Dashan and ordinary villagers are repairing irrigation ditches in their fields.

Since Sun Zhaodi went to work in the rolling mill, he has become the number two person in the village except for the village party secretary Yu Manshan.

Every time the eldest daughter sends money, the list is sent to the village, and how much money is on it, Yu Manshan is clear.

From the first dozen yuan, to the dozens of sends, plus Yang Jun sent him food and clothes every once in a while, Yu Manshan was very red-eyed and sighed that Sun Dashan had met a nobleman.

Now no matter where Sun Dashan goes, he has become a star-like figure, and the people in the village respect him, praise him for having a good daughter, and so on.

Although Sun Dashan likes to listen to flattery, he understands in his heart that all this was given by Yang Jun, so instead of floating, he tried to keep a low profile.

At this time, the village party secretary Yu Manshan came over.

With a dry tobacco pot in his hand, he squatted on the edge of the field and chatted.

"Dashan, how much money did your family send this month?"

Sun Dashan was turning the soil with a shovel, and when he heard this, he stopped what he was doing and said with a smile,

"I said Brother Yu, did Zhao Di send money, don't you know this branch secretary, why did you still ask me."

When Yu Manshan heard this, he smoked and didn't speak.

Of course, he knew whether Sun Zhaodi had sent money home, and the remittance slips were all sent to the village department, and then the family members took them back, and then went to the credit union in the town to withdraw money with the remittance slips.

He asked what he meant by this sentence, and it meant nothing else, it was pure envy.

"Dashan, Zhao Di is much stronger than that stinky boy in my family."

"If I'm not mistaken, your family's Zhaodi is twenty-seven yuan salary, right?"

"Yes, Brother Yu, you're not mistaken."

"My stinky boy has a salary of thirty-seven yuan and five, which is higher than Zhaodi's salary, but he only sends 15 yuan a month, you are not angry." ….

Yu Manshan's heart is congested, his son's salary is higher than that of others, but the money he sends back every month is not as much as that of his family, which makes his father, who is the village party secretary, unable to raise his head in the village.

"Brother Yu, don't be angry, my family Zhaodi is taken care of by his Uncle Yang, who eats and lives, and doesn't spend a few dollars, so that you can send more money to your family, your family's fortune is different, he is a young man, it is the age of the object, there are many places to use money, and it is understandable that the subsidy to the family is less."

"Yes, yes, Brother Dashan, you're right, last time my stinky boy came back, I heard that there was a target in the factory, and he was invited to dinner and watched movies, and there were more places to spend money."

Yu Manshanfei

He is often satisfied with Sun Dashan's attitude.

Don't look at him stunned, but his mind is very detailed, and he knows to give him this village branch letter.

If it had been put aside, Yu Manshangen would not have to look at Sun Dashan's face, and directly shook off his eyes.

But now it's different, people have found a backer, and this backer is still his son's factory director, no matter how unwilling he is, he doesn't dare to argue with Sun Dashan.

Fortunately, Sun Dashan is not impetuous, and he is not complacent because he found Yang Jun as a backer, but is more modest and cautious than before, especially when he speaks, he thinks about it again and again, for fear of offending someone.

"Brother Yu, tomorrow is the weekend, will you come back when you return home?" Sun Dashan put down the shovel and squatted on the ground to talk to Yu Manshan.

At this time, everyone also put down the guys and came over to chat.

"Who knows, this kid forgot his father and mother when he had a partner." Yu Manshan said angrily.

"Hey, my family Zhaodi hasn't been home for almost five months, not to mention, I miss her a little." Sun Dashan sighed.

"If you miss her, let her come back, can you still make a fortune by saving those three yuan for travel expenses?"

"Brother Yu, you can't say that, three yuan is a lot, you can buy sixty catties of stick noodles, enough for our family to eat for half a month."

"Scrooge."

Yu Manshan rolled his eyes and said, "If I'm not mistaken, in the past few months, Zhao Di has sent almost three hundred yuan, how can he be rich, and he is more picky than before?"

Sun Dashan smiled and said, "Isn't this just the famine that you owe before?"

"Wait until next month's salary, and I'll let Zhaodi come back."

When everyone heard this, they all showed envious expressions.

The situation of Sun Dashan's family, everyone knows it, a few years ago, they owed more than 200 yuan of famine, and in just a few months, they paid off all their debts.

"Brother Dashan, your family is rich now, do you want us to rub it together."

At this time, someone coaxed.

"Yes, Zhao Di can make money now, but she can't slam the door like before."

"Forget about having a meal, the big front door for three cents a pack must be missing."

For a while, everyone shouted for Sun Dashan to express his expression.

Sun Dashan's face turned red, and he said in a whisper,

"I...... You don't know the situation of my family, the family is supported by Zhaodi's salary, I ...... I...... Please." ….

"Hey, slam the door."

Everyone made a disdainful voice, and the eyes that looked at Sun Dashan were no longer envious before, but a little more jealous.

Everyone has the same hatred for the rich in their hearts, why is your family doing so well.

"When you've rested enough, go to work."

Yu Manshan shouted, and immediately got up to drive people to work.

It's not that he wants to relieve Sun Dashan, but he understands in his heart that once Sun Dashan has a treat, then does he want to treat him?

You must know that his son entered the factory a few years earlier than Sun Zhaodi, and the salary is still high.

Therefore, it seems to be relieving Sun Dashan, but in fact, it is blocking the road to dinner.

"Hey, look, there's a car coming this way."

Someone in the crowd suddenly shouted.

Cars were rare in the village, and even if the commune leaders came to inspect them, they came by bicycle.

Therefore, when they saw a car at this time, everyone thought it was quite strange.

Everyone looked in the direction of his finger, and saw a jeep slowly approaching this direction at the entrance of the village.

"Which leader is here to inspect?" Yu Manshan muttered to himself.

"Why do I feel so familiar with this car?" Sun Dashan squinted his eyes and said.

After listening to Sun Dashan's words, Yu Manshan also felt that this car was a little familiar.

I just can't remember where I've seen it.

"Oh, I remember, it's not

Was the car that the medical team came to our village before?"

At this time, a villager recognized the car at a glance.

"Yes, it's this car, Jun 1814, it's this license plate, I'm not mistaken." Someone responded.

Hearing that this jeep was the same car that the medical team had sent to the countryside before, Yu Manshan and Sun Dashan were shocked.

If others don't know about the car, can they not know?

This is the car of Yang Jun, the director of the rolling mill.

Yu Manshan's eyes rolled and he immediately ran over.

"Come with me to meet the leader."

He was active and just wanted to make a good impression in front of Yang Jun.

He didn't know Yang Jun's identity before, but now that he knows, he naturally can't have the same attitude as before.

If you make friends with Yang Jun, maybe you can get a few places to enter the factory, even if you can't get it, the worst will help your son's future.

"It's him Uncle Yang here, this is a big deal."

Seeing that everyone was rushing to greet the leader, Sun Dashan was unwilling, threw down the shovel and ran over.

"Gah!"

With a sharp sound of brakes, the jeep stopped.

Yu Manshan led a group of villagers to surround him.

"Director Yang, welcome to come, when you say you come, don't say it in advance......

Yu Manshan said as he opened the passenger seat door with a spring breeze on his face.

"Dad, how dare you open the door for me."

The car door opened, and Yu Shiyun walked down with a smile on his face.

"What the hell is the deflated calf, what about Director Yang?"

Yu Manshan stretched out his head to look into the car, but except for Sun Zhaodi, he didn't find anyone else.

"What Director Yang, it's just me and Zhaodi."

Yu Shiyun saw his father's puzzled look, and hurriedly explained, "The car was lent to Zhaodi by Director Yang, and I just took a ride."

"Oh, I see." ….

Yu Manshan nodded, a hint of loss flashing in his eyes.

glared at his son fiercely, blaming him for not being angry.

How he thought, today's protagonist is his own son, and he will be able to brag in the village for a lifetime.

At this time, Sun Dashan ran over.

Pushing aside the crowd, he yelled at Sun Zhaodi in the car,

"You dead girl, how dare you drive your Uncle Yang's car, if there is any mistake, can our family afford to pay for it?"

Sun Zhaodi was startled and subconsciously shrank back.

For a long time, under the pressure of Sun Dashan, a conditioned reflex has already been formed.

"Dad, Uncle Yang insisted that I drive back, saying that I should practice more driving, and I will be a special car driver for my aunt next week."

"Did your Uncle Yang force you to drive it?"

Sun Dashan asked with his hands behind his back.

Sun Dashan secretly changed the concept, and insisted that Yang Jun forced Sun Zhaodi to come back.

The reason why he said this was to show off to others, not because my daughter wanted to open it, but because the director of the factory forced her to open it.

At the same time, it is also showing that, look, what status my daughter has in the mind of the factory director.

"Yes, Dad, I won't open it, Uncle Yang will force me to open it."

Sun Zhaodi didn't know his father's thoughts, so he had to tell the truth.

She had a bitter face when she spoke, looking aggrieved, as if Yang Jun was forcing her to do something she didn't want to do.

"Okay, your Uncle Yang is also a good intention, you order the car carefully."

After receiving a wave of envious eyes, Sun Dashan pretended to be indifferent.

"Got it."

Sun Zhaodi sat in the car, and when she saw everyone looking at her with envy, she was suddenly a little embarrassed, her face was red, and she stuck her head out of the window.

"Dad, Uncle Yang's car is very comfortable, do you want to come up and try it?"

Sun Dashan put his hands behind his back, held his stomach, deliberately lowered his head and thought for a while, then raised his head and said,

"Are you begging me?"

Sun Zhaodi was stunned for a moment, and looked at Sun Dashan with wide eyes and incredulity.

When she saw Sun Dashan blinking at her, she immediately reacted.

"Yes, Uncle Yang said, let me take you for a ride."

When Sun Dashan heard this, the corners of his mouth curled up.

However, he did not pedal the car directly, but looked up at the sky at forty-five degrees with his face, and then sighed,

"Okay, you still have to give Uncle Yang's face."

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