Return to the small mountain village in 1986

Chapter 242

After Gao Mingcheng got his driver's license, he drove a pickup, a jeep, and a truck, but he never expected that when it was his turn to drive a tractor, he would have to learn it all over again.

Fortunately, the tractor he bought was not a walk-behind tractor, but a Jiangxi Fengshou 180 double-cylinder tractor. It has a steering wheel design and a blue body, which looks a bit handsome.

It has a good load capacity, can pull seven or eight tons of goods, and runs faster than Dongfanghong. In addition, it is produced by tractors in provincial cities, so the price is also quite good.

At this time, it was the glorious era of tractors in the provincial capital, and the Jiangxi Fengshou 180 tractors produced were sold to many places and received many praises.It's just that with the development of the times, it was lonely after all.

This tractor is powered by two cylinders, and the rear axle is durable. Under normal circumstances, it will not have any problems if it is used for 20 years.

Based on this, Gao Mingcheng gave priority to buying this tractor when purchasing.

When Gao Mingcheng happily bought a tractor, Gao Mingli was frowning.

Under the leadership of Xiao Song, he has successfully joined the sugar factory and became a temporary worker, but...it is easy to find a job, but hard to find a house!
The sugar factory has a staff room, but the staff room cannot be used by a temporary worker who has just joined the job. Therefore, although there is a job in Gaomingli, there is no place to live.

Xiao Song was also quite embarrassed, he was from the county, but at this time, everyone's housing was very tight, and there was no room for Gao Mingli to live in.

When Huang Dazhi joined the police station last time, Xiao Song helped Huang Dazhi solve the housing problem, but the house was very poor, with poor lighting, dark and damp, no one wanted to live in it, so it was empty there.

"Didn't your second brother build a house in the county? When I passed by on the last road, it seemed that I was already making doors and windows. Why don't you go and have a look now, if you can, you can live there first." Xiao Song helped to give an idea .

Gao Mingli hesitated, he was also there when the house was erected.

But that was the second brother's house, and Gao Guobing helped his second brother build it.

"Let's go and have a look first, maybe it hasn't been finished yet, and there is no way to live in it." Xiao Song saw his hesitation, but still wanted to drag Gao Mingli to the house.

Xiao Song didn't know how the relationship between their brothers was, but now he had to solve the housing problem in Gaomingli, if it didn't work, he could only help rent a room.

The reason why Gao Guobing likes to use Xiao Song is because Xiao Song handles affairs properly and will handle things properly.

Soon, the two arrived at Gao Mingcheng's house.

At the moment, the construction team is still working, busy installing doors and windows, whitewashing walls, and laying floors.

The first floor is paved with terrazzo, but the second and third floors are paved with ceramic tiles. The tiles at the moment are simple in pattern, basically small white porcelain, and they are purchased locally. If you go to other places to obtain goods, such as Yangcheng, Shanghai, etc. , then you can definitely find more fashionable and good-looking goods, but it is not necessary, because the price is not what Gao Mingcheng can afford now.

Terrazzo was being laid on the first floor, and it was in a mess everywhere. The two of them didn't need to get close to know that the house was temporarily uninhabitable.

Well, I can only think of another way.

"Do you have any ideas? Gao Ju's house has an empty room, and your second brother always lives there, or you..." Before Xiao Song finished speaking, Gao Mingli quickly shook his head and refused.

"No, I don't live there." Gao Ming shook his head and waved his hands in panic.

The relationship between Gao Mingli and Gao Guobing did not reach that level. If Gao Mingli lived in Gao Guobing's house, Gao Mingli would feel uncomfortable all over.

Xiao Song looked at Gao Mingli for a few seconds, well, he had to go the last way.

So he took Gao Mingli to the people in the street office near the sugar factory and asked where there was a room for rent, but he walked around but couldn't find a suitable house.

In the afternoon, Gao Mingli was also a little anxious. His family had discussed whether to work in a sugar factory or a paper mill, but they forgot to discuss the issue of housing.

If it is two months later, then I can live in the second brother's house, but now the second brother's house has not been completely renovated, and there is no way to live in it.

Gao Mingwan went to the transportation company to do work, and he directly ate and lived in the transportation company, so even Gao Yuanjian forgot about this problem for a while.

"Let's go back to the office first. I'll ask other colleagues to see if anyone has a vacant room? It's really not possible. You will sleep with my cousin He Dayou tonight." Xiao Song said.

He is married, but his cousin He Dayou is not yet married, so he is not yet married, but recently his aunt is actively showing his cousin.

Gao Mingli had no better idea, so he could only listen.

When they returned to the police station, they saw a brand new tractor parked on the side of the road near the police station. Xiao Song only needed to glance at it to recognize the make and model of the tractor.

Gao Mingli didn't understand this anymore, he just thought this tractor was pretty good-looking.

As soon as his eyes shifted from the tractor, he saw Gao Mingcheng standing under an osmanthus tree, leaning against the trunk, looking at the distant scenery, his eyes were deep, as if he was thinking about something.

"Second brother, what are you doing here?" Gao Mingli asked curiously.

Gao Mingcheng smiled and said, "I asked Dazhi to draw a portrait of me. Dazhi, how is the painting going?"

Gao Mingcheng asked, looking at Huang Dazhi who was on the side.

Huang Dazhi sat on a small bench, holding a cardboard in one hand and a pen in the other, drawing lines quickly.

"It's almost there." Huang Dazhi lowered his head and concentrated on drawing, and said something vaguely.

Others were already standing behind him, looking at the cardboard in his hand.

It was a piece of cardboard as the base, and then there was a piece of white paper. On the white paper, the image of Gao Mingcheng appeared vividly on the paper.

Although it is a sketch, the facial features are not completely similar, but the characteristics of Gao Mingcheng's facial features have been accurately captured, especially the unique spirit, which makes people recognize Gao Mingcheng at a glance.

"That's right, the painting looks pretty good!" Gao Mingcheng praised, thinking that Huang Dazhi really has some talent for painting.

He is good at observation and has a good memory, but his cultural background is not good. Before that, he had no contact with painting at all. However, after learning art from a teacher under the arrangement of Gao Guobing, he gradually showed another strength.

"Dazhi learns quickly and is willing to work hard. His master often praises him." Xiao Song also said with a smile.

Huang Dazhi's master is about to retire. It is also a good thing for the police station that Huang Dazhi can learn all the skills before his master retires.

At this time, cameras and cameras were not popular, and in the process of handling cases, artificial auxiliary portraits were needed to handle cases and find people.

Several people praised Huang Dazhi, which made him blush.

He gave the painted portrait to Gao Mingcheng, who kept it by himself.

Gao Mingcheng looked at it carefully, and he was still a little satisfied. In the future, some artists will paint portraits on the street, and they will charge how much for a painting.

Gao Mingcheng felt that no matter how hard Huang Dazhi worked, he would be able to enjoy the meal called an artist in the future.

Suddenly, a new idea came to mind, and Gao Mingcheng immediately said to Huang Dazhi: "Dazhi, you should pay more attention in the future to see who wears clothes that look good, and then draw all the styles that you think look good."

Huang Dazhi was taken aback for a moment, not knowing why, but he instinctively complied with Gao Mingcheng's order.

"Okay." After answering, he began to think about how to draw clothes styles.

After all, when he was studying with his master, he mainly painted faces.

He thought about it for a while, but he really couldn't figure it out, so he decided to ask his master later.

So he said: "I still have something to do, let's go first."

After finishing speaking, he hurriedly went to find his master. Before looking for the master, he prepared a pack of cigarettes that the master loved to smoke.

If you want to learn skills, you have to serve the master well.

Gao Mingcheng is also very familiar with Huang Dazhi now. Looking at his back, he knows what he is going to do, and he is also emotional. It is precisely because of this energy of learning that Huang Dazhi is today.

Although he gave Huang Dazhi a chance, whether he can do well depends on Huang Dazhi's personal ability.

"Mingli, are you done with your work? Are you going to work tomorrow?" Gao Mingcheng looked at Gao Mingli and asked with concern.

Gao Mingli immediately became sad, while Xiao Song said quickly: "The work has been done, but the housing problem has not been solved. I plan to ask my colleagues and neighbors to see if there is any A vacant room for rent."

When Gao Mingcheng heard this, he also thought that it is not like the factories of later generations, where food and lodging are provided.

In the current factory, all the workers recruited are from the county, so there is no need to provide housing at all. Even if the factory has invested in the construction of employee housing, it is only the old employees who have the opportunity to be allocated housing. work.

"My house..." Before Gao Mingcheng finished speaking, Xiao Song had already said, "Mingli and I went to see it just now, and now the terrazzo is being laid. Although the doors and windows are installed upstairs, the floor tiles have not yet been laid. , can’t live in people.”

Now Gao Mingcheng has nothing to do.

Next, Xiao Song enthusiastically helped and asked colleagues to see who had vacant rooms.

After looking for it, he really found it.

A police officer surnamed Zhao had a spare room in his home, which he could rent out to Gao Mingli.

Police officer Zhao is also from the county. He has a two-story self-built house. His parents live on the first floor, and he and his wife live on the second floor. Because they have no children yet, there is still a room vacant.

After finding the house, things will be easy. I rent the house at the market price, and then Gao Mingli can move in.

But he came in a hurry, although he brought two sets of clothes for a change of clothes, that was all he had, so Gao Mingcheng took him to buy toiletries again.

Fortunately, the 50 yuan was put on him, so he had the money to pay the bill. As for the salary of the sugar factory, it will not be paid until next month.

After making arrangements for Gao Mingli, Gao Mingcheng was ready to go home.

When he took out the car keys and sat on the brand new tractor, Gao Mingli's eyes widened and he exclaimed, "Second brother, this is the car you bought? You bought a tractor!"

Gao Mingcheng patted the iron guy, made a dull voice, and said with a smile: "I have to come to the county to do business tomorrow, and then I will bring your bedding. What else do you need to bring?"

Gao Mingli thought for a while and said, "Bring some food like sweet potatoes and dried vegetables."

Officer Zhao asked him to have dinner with him, but Gao Mingli himself refused.

We don’t know each other well, it’s uncomfortable to eat together, and we have to pay for food. In this case, why not buy a small stove by yourself, buy steamed buns in the morning, eat in the factory cafeteria at noon, and cook casually in the evening Noodles or porridge to eat.

People from the countryside still have a strong ability to take care of themselves and can endure hardships.

(End of this chapter)