Since 1979 I have been in the tide of the times

Chapter 17
Wang Haifu held down Wang Weidong's upper body, and Huang Guiying beat Wang Weidong dozens of times with a broom.It's not because I feel bad that I stopped beating, but because beating is a laborious job and it's too tiring.

Wang Weidong hurriedly explained a few words while the two were panting and preparing to come back again, and then took the two of them to the vegetable market.

Thanks to the big butcher seller who hadn't left yet, he testified to Wang Weidong that Wang Weidong had indeed bought the two catties of pork ribs from him.

The three of them returned home again, and Wang Weidong said, "We haven't finished our meal yet, let's continue eating!"

But neither Wang Haifu nor Huang Guiying was in the mood to eat.Although I already knew that the ribs in the basin did not come from that pig, but I still feel disgusted when I think about it.

"How could that be true? I asked several people in Hongwei Village for so long, and they all said it was fake." Wang Weidong said.

He took off his shoes and went to the kang, picked up his chopsticks and continued to eat ribs.

Sitting on the kang, Huang Guiying's body could not stop heaving, and the anger in her heart had not disappeared.

Wang Haifu looked at his son, not knowing what to say.

No matter what the two elders asked, Wang Weidong insisted that the whole pig should be thrown into the river by him.The determined expression on his face shows that even if the whip is dipped in cold water, the tiger stool, and pepper water, he will not be honest!

"Even if what you said is true, most people think that pigs eat people, that's eating, and if they don't eat, they're eating!" Wang Haifu finally said bitterly.

Wang Haifu left helplessly, and Huang Guiying began to adopt a silent and confrontational attitude again.

The next morning, Wang Weidong rode out of the house after eating breakfast.

Facing the rising sun and breathing the fresh air, Wang Weidong felt very happy riding on the sandy road with farmland on both sides.

When he rode his bicycle to the wooden bridge by the small river, he saw a familiar figure standing by the river.

Wang Weidong hurriedly got out of the car and asked, "Dad, why are you here?"

Wang Haifu looked back at him and asked, "Is this the river? Where is the pig?"

Wang Weidong looked at the flashlight in his father's hand and said in surprise, "Dad, why did you stay up all night and come here to look for that pig?"

"Can I fall asleep if my son did something immoral? I'll get up here after two o'clock to look for pigs!" Wang Haifu said angrily, waving the flashlight in his hand.

"How can you see it under the water?" Wang Weidong said.

"Fart! It should have surfaced after soaking for so long!" Wang Haifu replied.

"Floating away with the current." Wang Weidong found another reason.

Wang Weidong didn't intend to continue to be questioned, he stepped on his bicycle and said, "Stop wandering by the river, people will think you are overwhelmed by something!"

Looking at the back of his son who left behind, Wang Haifu shook his head helplessly.

As the days passed, Wang Weidong's business became less and less.There is only one reason, and that is that the weather is getting cooler and there are fewer and fewer vegetables.

Finally, the large convoy of the production team brought Chinese cabbage, radish and potatoes into the Xiangyang Chemical Factory and into the county town, when people in the town began to stockpile winter vegetables.

Wang Weidong ended his career selling vegetables for nearly half a year. He calculated that he still has more than 500 yuan left after a few months of living expenses. This money is enough for him to last until next spring when the flowers bloom.At that time he can continue his vegetable business.

But Wang Weidong didn't plan to stay at home for a long time. He wanted to rest for a few days and then go to Mushi or Harbin to buy a batch of pictures and sell them at the school gate.

Due to the popularity of the storytelling "The Legend of Yue Fei", people like Yue Fei, Yue Yun, and Niu Gao quickly became the heroes in the hearts of children.

The pictures of these people, although crudely drawn and poorly printed, are in high demand.

Wang Weidong calculated that if the pictures cost 100 yuan, they should be able to sell for 400 yuan.In this day and age, business is still very good.

He lay on the Kang and smoked leisurely.Wang Weidong is not in a strong mood to make a fortune, just enjoy life freely.The autumn rain outside the window was pattering down.

Huang Guiying couldn't help but said: "Your father asked you to serve in the army, you child is not willing to go no matter what!"

"It was raining heavily, and Jingdu called me, asking me to join the army. I haven't grown up yet!" Wang Weidong said poorly.

But grandma still didn't intend to let him go, and kept talking beside him.

Wang Weidong couldn't bear the verbal violence, got off the kang, put on his shoes and walked out.

Braving the drizzle, Wang Weidong walked to a house a few blocks away.

That was the home of his elementary school classmate Liu Jianguo.

The door was opened by a young man on crutches.

Liu Jianguo was born with one leg deformed, so he stayed at home after finishing junior high school.

Young people in good health don't have jobs now, and it's even less likely that people like him will have jobs.

"Weidong, it's you!" Liu Jianguo said.Then he took Wang Weidong into the house.

Liu Jianguo's hut is full of stacks of radio magazines, and there are multimeters and several electronic components on the table.

Wang Weidong remembered, according to his past life memories, a few years later Liu Jianguo, who loves radio technology, opened a radio repair shop and lived a good life.Especially when the operation of Xiangyang Chemical Factory was difficult and it was difficult to even pay wages more than ten years later, Liu Jianguo's good life stood out.

Looking at the electric soldering iron, capacitors, resistors and switches on the table, Wang Weidong asked, "What are you doing?"

"I'm going to make an analog transmitter!" Liu Jianguo replied complacently.

Wang Weidong was stunned for a moment and suddenly shouted: "No!"

He finally remembered that according to the memory of his previous life, Liu Jianguo had indeed made an analog transmitter, and it didn't take long for this incident to alert the public security department.

Liu Jianguo explained to them that the analog transmitter could only be used for practice sending and could not transmit radio waves at all. However, the police could not just listen to his explanation. It was not until the technicians of the provincial department checked carefully that Liu Jianguo's statement was confirmed.

But here comes another serious question - what are you doing to practice sending reports! ?

Finally, after careful investigation, it was found that Liu Jianguo did not have any problems. The police severely criticized Liu Jianguo for taking away the analog transmitter.

Liu Jianguo was tormented by this matter for more than half a month, and he lost a lot of weight.

This time Wang Weidong cannot let Liu Jianguo make this mistake again!

"What are you doing this for?" Wang Weidong questioned.

"It's okay to stay here, it's fun." Liu Jianguo replied.

"It's not good to play, you have to play this! Do you want to engage in intelligence activities?" Wang Weidong said.

Liu Jianguo was speechless for a moment.

Wang Weidong softened his tone and said, "I bought a radio for grandma. Can you make me a radio? It's smaller, with a large battery, and I listen to it when I'm riding a bicycle or selling vegetables."

"Okay, but it's very troublesome to order these electronic components by mail. You have to wait for a while, at least half a month, and I will make you another box." Liu Jianguo replied.

"Okay, I'll wait!" Wang Weidong said.

His eyes suddenly lit up as if thinking of something.

(End of this chapter)