Since 1979 I have been in the tide of the times

Fang Yanmei and her husband, Kong Deliang, were watching TV at home when they suddenly heard knocking on the door.

"Go and open the door!" Fang Yanmei said.

Kong Deliang got up helplessly and went outside to open the door.

Originally, Kong Deliang had no status in the family, and since Fang Yanmei managed the electronics factory, Kong Deliang has no status as an ordinary worker in the factory.

Kong Deliang opened the door and saw two old men standing at the door.

"When did you come back?" Kong Deliang asked.

But the two old men ignored him at all, pulled Kong Deliang aside and walked directly into the living room.

"Yanmei, you really don't know what the workers in your electronics factory do after work? You earn two bad dollars in the electronics factory and then go to the ballroom to fumble around, chew and bite!" Wang Haifu said with staring eyes.

Originally, Kong Deliang was very dissatisfied with the two old people for not taking him seriously, but when he heard Wang Haifu's questioning, he felt much more comfortable.

When Fang Yanmei was still in a daze and could not answer, Kong Deliang said: "The Wild Rose Ballroom is earning money from the electronics factory now! Except the workers in the electronics factory can make money here, everyone else can only barely live. It costs two yuan to go to the dance hall to dance, and the money for those women to accompany the dancers is not counted. There is no way, earning twenty or thirty yuan a night, a few hundred yuan a month, is enough for the family to live on."

"You don't even want shame for making money?" Wang Haifu roared.

Kong Deliang chuckled and said, "You two old men have lived a good life for too long and are out of society! You haven't heard that you want to live a good life..."

Before she finished speaking, Fang Yanmei kicked Kong Deliang's thigh.

"Shut up!" Fang Yanmei said angrily.

In fact, Kong Deliang and Wang Xianjin are the same kind of people, they have been honest and friendly since they were young, and because of this, they are often praised by their elders.

In the late 70s, I joined the work and worked hard without complaint. I felt very happy when I commented on an activist and gave him a white towel.

But this era has changed, and they gradually discovered that honest people like them are no longer popular, and it is courageous people like Wang Weidong who are popular!
What Kong Deliang said just now was also venting his dissatisfaction.

Kicked by his wife, Kong Deliang's momentum weakened a lot, but he still muttered softly: "Don't you have grandchildren? Didn't you see the cartoon "Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles"?"

Fang Yanmei pointed at the door and shouted unbearably: "Get out!"

"My grandson likes to play with astronomical telescopes, but doesn't like to watch cartoons." Wang Haifu said.

Obviously the two old men didn't understand the meaning of Kong Deliang's words at all.

"Uncle, in fact, I have known these things for a long time. If the workers are not working well, I can take care of them, but why should I take care of things other than work?" Fang Yanmei explained.

"What's this talking about? Don't you want ideological education? Don't forget, your dad used to be the group leader in charge of propaganda in the workshop!" Old Chen said.

"We are now a private company! We only care about production and nothing else! If you are not convinced, just call Weidong!" Fang Yanmei replied.

The two old people got frustrated with Fang Yanmei and walked slowly home.

"Old Chen, have you seen that if you have money, you will become bad!" Wang Haifu said.

"Isn't it all because of lack of money?" Old Chen said.It seems that he disagrees with Wang Haifu.

The whistle of the train came from a distance, as if the two old people were abandoned by the train of the times.

Of course, it wasn't just the two of them who were abandoned.

Back home, when Wang Xianjin heard what had happened, his stomach was about to cramp from laughing.

"What a joke! Are you funny?" Wang Haifu said angrily.

Wang Xianjin wiped away the tears from laughter and said, "The two old men ran into the ballroom to make trouble, and it was a fate not to receive a few electric bombs!"

When mentioning the ballroom, Wang Haifu remembered Er Fatty who opened the ballroom.

"I'm going to their house tomorrow, and I'm going to ask Er Fatty's father, did he lose his face just to make money?" Wang Haifu said.

"I can't explain it to old men like you. It costs a lot of money to run that dance hall. They are all gods. In the end, Er Fatty didn't have much left. His parents are pointing to Er Fatty's money to support them." Do you think that everyone is Wang Weidong, casually spending hundreds or thousands of dollars a month for you two old men to spend?" Wang Xianjin said.

Hearing what Wang Jinjin said, the two old men bowed their heads and remained silent.

At this time, there was the sound of a key opening the door, and Qu Xiaomei walked in after a while.

"Dad is here!" Qu Xiaomei said in surprise.

"Why did you come back so early today? Don't you usually end the game in the middle of the night?" Wang Xianjin asked.

There was sarcasm and dissatisfaction in his words.

"Stop fighting, the three of them beat me alone! I didn't understand at first, but then I found out that these three bastards put a finger on their eyebrows to make one, put their fingers on their noses to make a pie, and put their fingers on their mouths That's [-]! It's a trick for three people to cheat me!" Qu Xiaomei said angrily.

"Why are people like this now!" Wang Haifu said.

"Let me expose it, and each of them is justified. They say that your family is so rich, what's the point of losing?" Qu Xiaomei said angrily.

"Forget it, don't play with them anymore. It's just in time for you to come back. The two old men haven't eaten after a day of worrying about the factory. Let's make some food." Wang Xianjin said.

Because they were in a bad mood, the two old men drank a bottle of white wine with a plate of peanuts.

With the help of Jiu Jin, Wang Haifu dialed Wang Xianjin's home phone and called Wang Weidong.

"Weidong, do you care about the workers in your factory doing mischief outside?" Wang Haifu asked.

"There are policemen running amok outside the factory, so what does it matter to me?" Wang Weidong replied.

"Those workers go to the dance hall to play hooligans by earning some bad money. You, the factory owner, don't want to educate them?" Wang Haifu asked.

"As long as they work hard in the factory and complete the production tasks with quality and quantity, I don't care about other things. If they break the law, let them accept legal sanctions." Wang Weidong replied.

"As long as they can make money for you, you don't care about anything! It's all in the eyes of money!" Wang Haifu roared.

In the morning of the next day, Wang Haifu, old Chen Tou and Wang Jinjin packed up their things and rushed to the train station. They would go directly south to Fushan.

Wang Jinjin and Qu Xiaomei will not return to the big northern country to continue farming until spring comes.

Several people hurried past after greeting four people, and rushed to a lottery shop that had just opened.

"Right now, lottery tickets are selling well! Some people just sit there for a whole day, just sitting there studying the rules, waiting to win 500 million yuan!" Qu Xiaomei said.

Wang Haifu looked at the factory where he had worked for decades with reluctance. He felt that he might not come back for a long time.