Rebooting the Peak Years of 1985

Chapter 164 If you have the talent, don’t run away. If you have the talent, don’t chase.

His face was ferocious and his expression was furious.

At this moment, he wanted to beat the unfilial son in front of him to death. It was an iron rice bowl, but also a lifelong "stability" in life.

“Father-in-law, don’t mess around!”

"Oooh, grandpa, stop hitting daddy."

Lin Jiayin and Huanhuan were so frightened that they shouted loudly, and Huanhuan was so frightened that she cried.

At the critical moment, Chen Huajiang grabbed the blade with his bare hands, pushed the pole away with his left hand, took the old man's wrist with his right hand and flicked it, and instantly grabbed the pole in his hand.

"You, you, you, you unfilial son, how dare you fight back!"

"Come on, come on, hit me on the head!"

Chen Jingen became more and more annoyed, pointing at his head and shouting.

If Chen Huajiang dared to take action, he would just throw the pole out the door.

"I said it's enough for you, can you listen to what I have to say -"

Chen Huajiang said unhappily, but before he finished speaking, Chen Jingen picked up the chair that he dropped earlier and swung it around, hitting his son.

Chen Huajiang had to go around the Eight Immortals Table again.

"Put down the chair for me!"

"Don't run!"

"I'm so stupid, why don't I just run and let you smash me?"

"You unfilial son, don't run away if you have the guts!"

"If you have one, don't chase after it!"

"If you dare, keep running!"

The two of them circled the Eight Immortals Table, one running and the other chasing.

"Stop it, stop it quickly."

"Why is this happening? Stop it immediately!"

At this time, the door was already full of people. They were all neighbors, sticking their heads out to watch the excitement.

Chen Huajiang's mother, Wang Xinhong, came quickly from outside. When she saw the father and son chasing each other in the hall of their home, she suddenly changed her face in fright and rushed in.

She first hugged Chen Jingen and shouted to Chen Huajiang, "Run away!"

"You, you, you, let me go!" Chen Jingen was so angry.

"A loving mother is a loser, look at how he has been used to you, he was fired from the factory!"

While struggling, Chen Jingen roared angrily, and threw the chair in his hand towards Chen Huajiang again.

Chen Huajiang was well prepared at this time. He caught the chair firmly with both hands and put it aside casually.

At this time, Wang Xinhong also gave up, looked at her son in surprise, and said in a high-pitched voice: "What!? Are you fired from the factory?"

"The Chen family was fired from the factory!"

"How did this happen? I don't think his boy is a stable person. He can even lose his iron job, tsk tsk tsk."

"Let's see how old Chen brags about it in the future. His son used to be a worker at the Hongqi Factory, but he was very proud in front of us."

When the neighbors outside heard that Chen Huajiang had been fired from the factory, they immediately started talking heatedly, whispering to each other.

"Old Chen, stop messing around."

"No, isn't Hua Jiang fired from the factory? You really can't beat him to death!"

At this time, two middle-aged men strode in, stopped Chen Jingen and loudly persuaded him.

One of these two people is named Chen Xinshui and the other is Wu Dashan. They have a good relationship with Chen Jingen and are usually friends.

Except for things like this, if others can watch the fun, of course they have to put up a fight to prevent trouble.

"How could this be? How could this be?"

Wang Xinhong looked worried and puzzled. She took Chen Huajiang's arm and asked urgently. There was also a feeling of hatred in her eyes.

But she quickly changed her words, patted her son's arm, and comforted him: "It's not a big deal, isn't it just that he was fired? I'll talk to your uncle then. You can learn cooking from him. Let's see. Can I get a job in a township canteen? It’s not as stable as a factory.”

"Besides, chefs are better than workers. When there was a famine, some workers couldn't get enough to eat, but I didn't see a chef who couldn't get enough to eat."

Chen Huajiang laughed. He had been like this in his two lives. His old man was stubborn and stubborn, while his mother thought about everything for him. Even bad things could be turned into good things.

"Mom, don't worry. It's all small things. I'm just running a restaurant now, so I can make a living."

He patted his mother's hand and said comfortingly.

"Okay, okay, it's all gone."

"It's all gone."

Seeing that the Chen family's mood had stabilized, Chen Xinshui and Wu Dashan also walked out and dispersed the neighbors watching the excitement outside.

Then Chen Jingen walked to the door with a gloomy face and closed the door. Suddenly the room became dark and he had to turn on the light.

"Do it, just do it! I'll see how long you can do it!"

"If Jiayin and Huanhuan weren't here, I would have beaten you to death no matter what I said today."

"I'm so surprised that I've given you a good iron rice bowl. I think your life will be farming."

Chen Jingen was still angry, cursing Chen Huajiang and smoking heavily.

The popular cigarettes in the village these days are basically Dajiang without mouth, mainly because they are cheap.

Chen Huajiang opened his mouth and wanted to retort, but he closed it anyway.

In fact, in later generations, he and the old man forgave each other in their hearts, but both of them are people who want to save face, and neither of them is willing to admit defeat.

Of course Chen Huajiang could understand the old man's anger.

These days, the status of a worker is equivalent to that of a civil servant in later generations. If a boy loses his job as a civil servant, how can his parents not be angry?

"Dad, the factory has been unable to pay wages for several months, and the family has almost run out of food."

"Even if the factory doesn't fire me, I will leave on my own. I can't let my family of three starve to death."

"Besides, I'm doing pretty well now. I can open my own shop and earn several thousand yuan a month. Isn't that better than working in a factory? Come on, let's take care of Huazi."

Chen Huajiang decided to give in first this time. The matter had not yet reached the point where future generations would break up. As he spoke, he handed the old man a packet of Zhonghua.

"Blow, just eat as hard as you can. You can make several thousand dollars a month, right?"

"Take it back, I don't need a pack of cigarettes from you, and I don't know where I got them."

Chen Jingen was stunned for a moment, and then said with disdain.

Thousands of dollars a month, how is this possible?Even if he were beaten to death, he wouldn't believe it.

He only earns 20 to [-] yuan a year from farming here. If he earns several thousand yuan a year, he may still be reluctant to believe it.

A few thousand a month, huh, you really fooled him into thinking he was a fool.

"You kid, what are you talking about? You still pay thousands of dollars a month, you-"

"Forget it, Mom believes it, just treat it as if you make several thousand a month, and I'll cook for you."

Wang Xinhong also rolled her eyes, but changed her words for fear of hurting her son's self-esteem.

Chen Huajiang shrugged his shoulders, knowing that it would be difficult for parents to believe these things.

"I'm going to see grandma first. By the way, Ermao, stop leaning outside and bring the gift in."

Chen Huajiang stood up and said, then he winked at his wife Lin Jiayin and walked out.

As a person involved, there are some words that the parents will not believe no matter what he says.

But if it were his wife Lin Jiayin, she would at least speak better than him.

Lin Jiayin naturally understood this truth and nodded slightly to Chen Huajiang.

After Chen Huajiang walked out, Lin Jiayin told her father-in-law what had happened.

(End of this chapter)