20 years of restarting life

Chapter 1429 Chu Guangying

Wen Ye returned to the smelter community. Although the Ching Ming Festival holiday has passed, except for a small number of smelter workers who have stopped production to make a living by themselves, most of the rest are still living in poverty with more than 100 monthly relief funds.

I'm afraid that if the factory resumes work like Yijian, if they have work outside, they won't give priority to it.

So in the yard of the smelter, there are people with nothing to do, playing chess, playing cards, chatting and bragging, women gathered around doing needlework, talking about the short things about the boss and the west,——

This black BMW entered the community and shocked everyone. Although Wen Ye came back a few days ago, he also drove in and shocked everyone who saw that scene, but it did not prevent the crowd from being shocked again today.

I heard that this car is worth 70 million yuan. What is the concept of 70 million yuan? You must know that they are now laid off and unemployed to receive relief funds. It is only 560 yuan a year. It is equivalent to the one-year relief fund for the 60 employees of the smelter.

Or a more intuitive and scary algorithm can be added. The money for this car is equal to 400 years of relief funds for them alone.

It is equivalent to the last year of the fifteenth century, the 13th year of Hongzhi in the Ming Dynasty, until today!
Everyone knew clearly that this poor boy who had made them pity him before had no father or mother, and only lived with an old and frail grandma who picked up rags.
As for the reason for posting, everyone naturally knows that this kid's hard-core brother Zhao Chang'an is too good to compare, let's not talk about anything else, it's just that he entered and exited the Xia Wenyang cement factory at the beginning of the year, and easily got [-] million!

That's [-] million!

Let alone 10 million, even [-] yuan is an astronomical figure that almost everyone in this family courtyard can't even ask for!
To be honest, if Wen Ye's brother leaked a little casually between his fingers, it would be enough for them to eat, drink and play for a lifetime without worrying about it.

"Xiao Ye is back!"

"I heard that you want housing reform and rebuilding, that's a great thing! If you need help, just tell aunt, you're welcome."

"Hua Zi? Boy, you are really shaking now!"

Wen Ye parked his car in front of his courtyard, and when he got out of the car, the crowd surrounded him.

Looking at these familiar faces, Wen Ye is also called Uncle Zhang, Aunt Li, Aunt Sun, Aunt Wang, and Grandpa Wang. Over the years, Wen Ye and his grandma have been collecting the waste from the smelter's affiliated courtyard, although his grandma paid a fair price and never They don't use fake scales, but after a year of waste from these two or three hundred households, Wen Ye and his grandma have earned a lot of money.

And more importantly, Wen Ye collected these scraps after school at noon or on weekends, so there was no need for his grandma to carry them from family to family at his age.

Wen Ye chatted with these enthusiastic neighbors at the door for a while, smoked a circle, and was about to enter the yard. His eyes casually glanced at the whitewashed courtyard wall, which was full of children's pictures. graffiti.

There are Tiananmen Square, trains, airplanes, cannons, red flags, tall buildings, and children holding hands,—

Of course, there are also some indecent scolding such as "so and so, I fuck you" by name.

"The walls of Ni's house are so white that children sometimes can't resist drawing on them."

An aunt was a little embarrassed to explain, because her grandson and granddaughter also scribbled on it.

"It's okay, the painting is very good, and it looks festive."

Wen Ye nodded with a casual smile, took out the key to open the courtyard door, turned around and said with a smile: "I won't invite everyone into the house, I have to clean it up properly."

Falsely closing the courtyard door, Wen Ye looked at the courtyard where a lot of weeds had sprung up again, and began to clean up.

At this time, it was almost noon, and every household was cooking up fires, and one could tell which one was stewing meat or which one was frying chili.

The conditions of his two families are pretty good. One family member is a district kindergarten teacher, and the other is an employee of Tiedong Power Plant. In the past, gay men were usually the first to allocate houses, so the two of them did not build houses in kindergartens and power plants. Instead, he lived in a smelting factory with better conditions at that time.

Thanks to the large-scale real estate construction of Zhuangyuan Mansion, Fuhe Academy, and Taohua Villa in the past two years, district kindergartens and power plants, which already have certain economic strength, have also begun to enclose land to build their own staff housing.

When Wen Ye came back on the first day, he went to visit the homes of two neighbors with presents in his hands. He received a warm welcome and was forced to leave a meal for the family, and the two families also made it clear that they could help Wen Ye buy the house. down.

First, I went to the kitchen tank to get a ladle of water, and then poured it into the pressurized well. Wen Ye began to pressurize the water creakingly.

Chu Daofeng.

A distant yet familiar name.

When he was a child, he didn't have much memory, he only knew that Chu Daofeng was bitten by a poisonous snake, and it was his grandfather who rescued him.

When he was six years old, he moved here. In his memory, the director of Chu factory came here every year to pay New Year's greetings with presents.

He didn't even eat, just sat in the room and talked with Grandma Wen Ye, chatted, drank a cup of tea and left, and went to the homes of other colleagues in the family courtyard empty-handed to visit New Year's greetings.

Every time he left, he gave Wen Ye a red envelope with a brand new ten-yuan bill in it.

"Wenwen, you should study hard, go to university and take the medical school exam, and become a great doctor like your grandfather."

Almost every year when giving lucky money, Chu Daofeng would sigh and say: "Your grandfather is a good man, and his medical skills are superb!"

And Wen Ye also raised his head and said loudly at that time, how many points he scored in this exam, he must go to university in the future and become a great doctor.

Grandma is on the side, smiling with tears in her eyes.

Once, Chu Daofeng brought his son named Chu Guangwen, daughter named Chu Guangying, nicknamed Guangwen, Guangying, to the house to pay New Year's greetings.

Chu Guangwen was three years older than him, and Chu Guangying was the same age as him.

Wen Ye was so annoyed to death seeing that little white fat man with a proud look like a swan walking into the chicken coop.

That Chu Guangying was not bad, at least he didn't help when Wen Ye was fighting with the little white fat man, and when the little white fat man was punched by Wen Ye, his nose bleeds and he cried loudly, Chu Dao When Feng asked the reason, she told the truth that it was because her brother Chu Guangwen said that Wenwen's house was a garbage dump, which stinks badly!

At that time, Grandma Wen Ye was shaking with anger, and she was about to hit Wen Ye with a broom, but Chu Daofeng stopped her desperately.

"Aunt, if you hit him, I'd be ashamed to stand here. My little bastard is not polite! Chu Guangwen, do you know that your dad used to be in charge of picking shit in the brigade, you have to keep it in mind , you are a picky son, and you must firmly remember that the saying that the working people are the most glorious is not just in books! Now, you apologize to Wenwen!"

When he was leaving that day, Chu Daofeng still handed Wen Ye a red envelope, and at the same time said habitually: "Wen Wen, you have to study hard, and in the future you will go to university to enter medical school, and become a great doctor like your grandfather. Your grandfather He is a good man, and his medical skills are superb!"

Wen Ye stubbornly didn't want it, but after being stared at by his grandma, he had no choice but to accept it obediently.

And grandma also took out two brand new red envelopes. These are the red envelopes that Chu Daofeng gave Wen Ye every year. His grandmother carefully put away the red envelopes, thinking that sometimes they would come in handy when giving gifts.

It's just that Wen Ye's family has been in the mountain city for more than ten years, and no one has notified his family to give gifts, including anything in Wenjia Village, and no one has ever notified his family to return to the village to give gifts.

At that time, Chu Guangying said, "Thank you, Grandma Wen" to accept the red envelope. Chu Guangwen, a little white fat man, had disbelief and disdain hidden in his eyes, and he didn't want to accept it. But when he saw Lao Tzu who looked like a tiger beside him, he was too scared to dare to accept it. He didn't answer, and reluctantly imitated his sister and said, "Thank you, Grandma Wen".

Then Chu Daofeng, who felt that the thickness of the red envelope was not right, took it from his daughter and opened it, and found that there was a stack of brand new ten-yuan bills inside. He said that there were two red envelopes, only one ten-yuan bill was left, and everything else was given to him. Wen Ye.

(End of this chapter)