Rebirth of Rural Literary Life

Chapter 324

Zheng Wenzhi returned home and told her parents what happened to her today.

Her parents looked disbelieving, "How can there be such a good thing, that person can't lie to you, can he?"

Zheng Wenzhi recalled what the hawkers had said to her, and recalled what she had seen and heard in Hantun during the past two years when she walked the streets.

"Probably not. I knew that person before, and you should have heard of him. His name is He Ping, and he is a well-known writer in our county."

"He Ping? The one who wrote the book?" Zheng Wenzhi's mother was a little surprised.

"correct."

"That's true, my girl is really lucky this time." Zheng Wenzhi's mother said with a smile.

With the endorsement of He Ping's name, Zheng Wenzhi's family seems to be no longer worried.

Her parents were looking for something good to eat in the evening, and her mother went out to buy vegetables.

After her mother left, her father asked, "That He Ping doesn't have any other requests?"

Zheng Wenzhi didn't understand, so, "What do you mean?"

Zheng Wenzhi's father said with a bit of twitching, "It's about men and women."

Zheng Wenzhi shyly said: "Dad, where are you thinking, they are just recruiting people."

Zheng Wenzhi's parents said awkwardly: "Dad, don't worry, I'm afraid you will meet bad people."

"Don't worry, I'm already my age, I can take care of myself."

Zheng Wenzhi's mother finished shopping for vegetables, and the two parents prepared dinner together in the kitchen.

When his brother Zheng Wenkui came back from get off work, he saw his parents busy in the kitchen and asked, "Little sister, what are you happy about today?"

Before Zheng Wenzhi could speak, her mother said loudly, "Wen Kui, your sister is going to work as an accountant in the factory tomorrow."

Zheng Wenkui was surprised. Accounting is definitely a popular industry these days, and many of them are cronies of the leaders of the unit. Cases like Zhang Xinjun's are extremely rare.

"What factory? How did you get in?"

"Hantun Chicken Farm, do you know?" Mother said.

"I know, I know very well. Now they are famous in our county. They give thousands of dollars to each family in the team every year. They are famous and rich. How did my little girl find that place?" of?"

Zheng Wenzhi explained: "I used to know He Ping from their team when I was selling popsicles. I met him when I went to the daytime today. He said that they still lack accountants. I am not in high school, so he asked me to try it." try."

It turned out that this was the case, Zheng Wenkui was also happy for his sister after hearing this, "I'll go buy a bottle of wine and have some tonight."

The spring of 1982 was not peaceful.

The policies in many places have become a bit harsh again, and some people's budding state has been suppressed again.

Han Zhaojun looked at the "Fengcheng Daily" two days ago. Since He Ping asked young people under the age of 40 in the team to attend night school, the learning atmosphere in the team is obviously much stronger than before. It was originally only a reading room for the talent dormitory. It came into use, and many newspapers and magazines subscribed in the town broke away from the situation where no one cared about them before.

As the head of the chicken farm, Han Zhaojun naturally wants to give the team a good start. Not only does he study hard at night school, but he also subscribes to several newspapers and magazines. This amount of money is just a drop in the bucket for his income.

It is not only Han Zhaojun who subscribes to newspapers and magazines, but also the brigade, chicken farm, pig farm, He Ping's family...

Kan Lijun from the commune post office now delivers newspapers and magazines to Laihantun every day.

"Brother He Ping still has the foresight!"

Xu Aiying was serving him a meal, "What did you see?"

"The current policy is still not very open to self-employed people, and it is easy to cross the line. Brother He Ping was right when he made the chicken farm into a joint venture with the team. You see, all the self-employed people above are wanted."

Xu Aiying was a little surprised: "It's so serious!"

"That's not true. How else can I say that Brother He Ping has the foresight? He should have thought of this situation a long time ago."

What Han Zhaojun didn't know was that at first He Ping was forced by his future father-in-law to cooperate with the brigade. Later, he wanted to open it himself, so he simply stuck with it. It would be good to stabilize his development for a few years.

After the first lunar month, He Ping has been thinking about a major event in his mind. He and Mao Chunhua's wedding date is set on May [-]st. After getting married, they will have a new house. He wants to build a new house for Mao Chunhua.

Although the house he lives in hasn't been built for two years, He Ping always feels that he owes Mao Chunhua something. After all, he becomes a mother when he enters the house.

He didn't express his thoughts, but went to Zhang Guoqiang first.

"Guoqiang, can you get me a homestead in the commune?"

"What do you want the commune to do with the homestead?"

"You know about my marriage with Chunhua. I want to build a new house for the two of us in the commune."

Hearing this, Zhang Guoqiang immediately patted his chest and said, "Leave this to me."

The day after the two finished talking, Zhang Guoqiang came to He Ping and said, "Let's go, I'll take you to see the land."

He Ping did not expect him to be so efficient, and the two rode bicycles to the commune.

"I communicated with the commune. You can pick the vacant land on the west side of the commune. It's deserted. It's also close to the post office, less than 10 minutes' walk away."

He Ping glanced east, and the only street in Hongqi Commune was less than 500 meters away.

He Ping found the place closest to the commune. He asked, "Can you get me some more space? I want to build a bigger house."

Zhang Guoqiang said: "Is one mu of land enough? If not, I have to talk to Director Zheng."

"Enough, enough. Thank you, Guoqiang." He Ping said happily.

"Our relationship, why are you being polite?" Zhang Guoqiang said with a smile.

After the land matter was settled, He Ping called Fourth Uncle Liu.

Today's Fourth Uncle Liu has changed from shotgun to cannon. When he came, he was riding a Liming motorcycle.

"Okay, Uncle Fourth, we're all on motorcycles now." He Ping joked.

"Isn't it all thanks to you?" Fourth Uncle Liu complimented.

The two gossiped a few words, and He Ping talked to him about something serious.

"I plan to build a house on this land, with blue bricks and blue tiles."

Fourth Uncle Liu immediately understood He Ping's thoughts, "This is not a small difficulty."

"That's why I'm looking for you, fourth uncle."

"Okay, if you have money, you don't want to be a bastard. I'll take this job. Tell me what are the specific requirements."

He Ping described to Uncle Liu the kind of small Chinese courtyard that he often saw on Douyin in later generations, and Uncle Liu pondered for a moment after listening.

"I'm really not sure I can do this job."

"Come on, you can't do this job with all your old skills?"

"Don't worry, I said I|can't do it, I didn't say I couldn't do this job, I'll hire someone for you later."

"Who please?"

"My master, in the period of the Republic of China, he specialized in building houses for wealthy families, and his craftsmanship is outstanding."

Uncle Liu had no idea about He Ping's request, so he thought of his master who had retired for many years.The old man is almost ninety now, and he can't work, but he has rich experience, so he can just come over and be his adviser.

(End of this chapter)