The Fox Party ()

"Are you wrong?" Lin Zhenhua looked at Lin Fanghua's panicked back and couldn't help but shake his head. Although he was just a graduate student in his later generations, he had received tens of thousands of dollars in his hand. He never thought that 200 yuan would make his sister excited and nervous like this.

No, I have to find a way to make money. Lin Zhenhua silently thought that according to the living habits of later generations, his retirement money could not withstand a few days of trouble. In the future, if the brother and sister only live a 52 yuan monthly income, wouldn’t they die of hardship? Wait, it seems that the sister means that the 52 yuan has to be deposited for 12 yuan, and there will be only 40 yuan left in a month. 40 yuan. According to the standard of the dinner at Dongfeng Factory, how many months will you have to save it before you eat it?

"Zhenhua, Zhenhua!" A shout came from outside the house. Before Lin Zhenhua could agree, the door was pushed open. Then several young people rushed in, surrounding Lin Zhenhua in the center of the Gai, and asked intimately about his long and short matters.

"Yongqun, Hongyang, Shaozhe!" Lin Zhenhua excitedly called out his friends' names and patted each other with them. These people were all children of employees in the factory. Before Lin Zhenhua joined the army, he was a loyal friend who was lying around in society with him.

Zhao Yongqun, his father is a sand turner, and he has a lot of strength. He is tall and strong, and he is keen on using his fists to settle all kinds of things. Of course, he is often taken over by his father afterwards and settled them again.

Chu Hongyang, his father is the head of the supply and marketing section, and his family has a little money. He likes to make friends all over the world and often steals cigarettes and alcohol from home to treat guests. He has a good reputation.

Peng Shaozhe, his father is a technical subject. He has read several books since he was a child and has more knowledge than other partners. He likes to call himself Zhiduoxing. Every time a few people go out to fight, he is the one who comes up with bad ideas. But every time he gets into trouble, the only person who can not beat him from home is him.

"Zhenhua, I heard that you are back, why don't you go to find us?" Chu Hongyang complained.

"I have had dinner at Aunt Wei's house after I came back. I just arrived home and I still have to clean up my house." Lin Zhenhua explained.

"What kind of meal should I eat at her house? Should I eat the welcome meal with our buddies?" Zhao Yongqun said.

Peng Shaozhe glanced at him and said, "Where do we have the money to treat Zhenhua to dinner? I see that Yang Xin's mother bought a lot of vegetables two days ago and had already prepared them."

"That's not as good as our buddies having fun together, right?" Chu Hongyang said.

"Or why should we have this meal together in the evening?" Zhao Yongqun suggested, "I still have two dollars. You can make some more. Let's buy some vegetables to cook at Zhenhua's house."

"I'll give you a bottle of wine." Chu Hongyang said, taking out a bottle of wine from behind like a magic trick. Lin Zhenhua took a look. It was the most common type of white wine. The bottle cap was not original, but a block. Lin Zhenhua knew that Chu Hongyang's father was responsible for supply and marketing in the factory, and often had to take the come and go business to accompany the guests. After sending the guests away, he had the right to take the remaining white wine on the table home to drink. However, if you take such wine, you have to pay 20 cents to the cafeteria for each bottle, otherwise it would be embezzlement. The wine brought by Chu Hongyang is the origin of this.

"You don't have to spend money, this meal is mine." Lin Zhenhua said. When he saw his sister coming back from outside, he shouted: "Xiaofang, go buy some vegetables, I still have wine in my box. Tonight, Yongqun, Hongyang and others will gather together."

Lin Fanghua glanced at Zhao Yongqun and others, and said no disgust. These gangsters are very good to their family members. In the past two years of Lin Zhenhua's military service, sometimes when Lin Fanghua had some minor troubles in school, Zhao Yongqun and others helped her settle them.

"Xiaofang, buy some good vegetables and get a chicken." Lin Zhenhua pulled his sister outside the house and explained to him in a low voice.

"You are crazy, but the New Year is not the holiday, so where can you eat chicken?" Lin Fanghua glared and scolded.

"Uh, then let's have some ribs."

"There are no meat tickets." Lin Fanghua said. It is the end of the month and the meat tickets have long been used up.

"Then what do you think is there?" Lin Zhenhua was at a loss and had to hand over the decision to his sister.

Lin Fanghua was unwilling to let her brother down and said, "I'll go and have a look." Then she took the vegetable basket and left. There was a small vegetable market outside the factory, and some surrounding farmers were selling vegetables there.

"How about it, where are you guys and guys now?" Lin Zhenhua returned to the house and asked several buddies. He was about to get used to using workers' language to communicate with people.

"Where can you be, you are all temporary workers." Zhao Yongqun said, "Not long after you left, we all went into the factory to be temporary workers. Hongyang is in the warehouse and Shaozhe is in the photo studio. They are all good places. I am suffering. I followed my dad in the sand filling workshop and was responsible for transporting sand boxes."

"This is what people want to do with their talents." Peng Shaozhe smiled, "The three of us will count you as good as you are in good health and strong. If you don't move the sand box, who will carry it?"

Lin Zhenhua said: "I don't know what kind of job I will divide into."

Chu Hongyang said: "No matter what kind of job you are divided into, you are better than us. You are a formal worker, and you will be 37 yuan as soon as you enter the factory. We are temporary workers, and 24 and a half yuan a month. With all this money, the Finance Department will not send it directly to us. It is all collected by our father."

"Why don't you be formal workers?" Lin Zhenhua asked foolishly. He was basically an idiot about the system back then.

"Do you think formal workers are so easy to work?" Peng Shaozhe said, "You are a veteran and your parents have empty indicators, so you can work as a formal worker as soon as you enter the factory. If we want to transfer to formal workers, we have to wait until our parents have a retirement before we can get a quota."

"My dad is only 42 years old. When he retires, I will retire first." Chu Hongyang said depressedly.

"What are you worried about?" Zhao Yongqun said, "Your father is also a middle-level cadre after all. If there is a quota for recruiting workers, he will definitely give priority to taking care of you people. My father is just a worker, and we are the ones who really suffer."

Although Zhao Yongqun said this, he had no intention of disgust towards Chu Hongyang. Back then, it was someone else's ability to be unhealthy, and he would not blame others even if he had no ability.

Chu Hongyang probably agreed with Zhao Yongqun's words, so he did not refute it, but directly pulled the topic back to Lin Zhenhua: "Zhenhua, have you gone to the factory manager? What kind of jobs have you assigned?"

This is the second person to talk to him about the type of work in a day. It seems that the people in the factory are really sensitive to the type of work. Lin Zhenhua shook his head: "Let's talk about it tomorrow when I go to work. I will do whatever kind of work I do."

Lin Zhenhua said this and thought so. People in the factory are already accustomed to the planned economy model. Once a job is determined, it will be a lifelong matter, so everyone attaches great importance to the division of labor. But Lin Zhenhua knows that in a few years, the economic management model of the entire country will undergo earth-shaking changes, farmers will become real estate speculators, level 8 fitters will open breakfast shops, professors will become bosses, and bosses will also go to colleges and universities to be visiting professors. Now, it will take so much effort to decide on a job, which will appear ridiculous in the future.

"Zhenhua, are you stupid to be a soldier?" Peng Shaozhe said wonderingly, "You should still have some retirement money? You haven't spent all of it, right? You should go and buy some good cigarettes and wine quickly, and you will mention it to the factory manager's house in the evening. Now you have to attack a mountain, and it won't work without twenty sounds and grenades."

"Twenty sounds and grenades?" Lin Zhenhua was stunned. I fell down. Is this still a factory?

"Why, don't you say that in the army?" Peng Shaozhe asked, "Twenty sounds are cigarettes, and grenades are wine bottles."

Lin Zhenhua laughed and said, "How can I have the money to give them gifts? I won't keep the money to get married? Besides, my sister has to leave some money to go to college in two years."

"Go to college?" Chu Hongyang smiled, "Xiaofang's grades are the same as my sister, and she can go to college? Don't joke. This year, the children of our factory didn't even go to a technical secondary school. Do you still think that Xiaofang can go to college?"

Lin Zhenhua was completely speechless. He really couldn't tell these buddies that he was no longer the Lin Zhenhua in the past. He was a graduate student at Huaqing University, and he was coaching a high school student to take the college entrance examination like playing.

Lin Fanghua came back from buying vegetables. In addition to a few vegetables in the vegetable basket, there was also a large grass carp weighing more than three pounds. Zhangjiang flowed by Fenghua County, which was rich in freshwater fish. In that era, the commodity economy was underdeveloped and there were few fish fish, so they could often catch some large fish. The workers in the factory had low incomes, and few people would buy such big fish. Lin Fanghua gritted his teeth and bought a big fish in order not to discourage his brother's enthusiasm.

"Oh, there are fish, it's not bad." Lin Zhenhua said happily, "I'll make this fish, and I'll show you all the skills."

"You can cook?" Everyone, including Lin Fanghua, looked distrustful.
Chapter completed!