Return to the era: starting from the state-owned hotel

When Bai Yue was excited, his eyebrows were a little dancing, and his dark and thin face was full of joy.

He wants grandpa!

Hu Ping on the side was not as reserved as Bai Yue, she just looked happy.

She stood up with a bang, knocking down the chairs behind her.

Su Qingfeng was stunned for a moment.

This reaction... is a little too big, right?

He glanced at his uncle and uncle, with a trace of doubt in his eyes.

When Bai Haoyu saw Su Qingfeng's appearance, he pursed his lips and looked helpless. He quietly complained to Su Qingfeng:

"Qingfeng, you are really hurting me. Originally, your uncle and I were talked about by your grandma every day just because we didn't have a wife. Now it's better, your wife is pregnant, and we don't even have a daughter-in-law. …”

Bai Haoyu shook his head. It was almost foreseeable that in the next few days, my mother would whisper about the two brothers all day long because of this matter.

Under Su Qingfeng's support, they really became so-called old bachelors.

However, Su Qingfeng looked at the two uncles and saw that their faces were calm, and then silently turned around to talk to his grandma and grandpa.

There is nothing wrong with being an old bachelor.

The composition of the people on the farm is complex, and these two brothers are more picky than the other. Instead of choosing one at random and living on the farm for four or five years, it is better to stay single.

Grandma Hu Ping also knew this truth, but she still felt a little regretful.

This regret suddenly made Hu Ping have more words to say.

"Boss, second child, mom's biggest wish in this life is to have a grandson. It's okay if she's not a grandson. It would be nice to have a nice and soft granddaughter..."

When Bai Haoran and Bai Haoyu heard that their mother had transformed into Tang Monk again and started reciting those tightening curses, they felt their brains aching.

Bai Haoran rarely moved his mind faster than Bai Haoyu.

The words from the corner of his mouth blurted out almost immediately:

"Qingfeng, didn't you say you were going to find someone to repair the roof? Come on, let's go out and find someone!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he held his eldest nephew in one hand and carried Bai Haoyu in the other, blowing him away almost like a gust of wind.

Hu Ping saw these people running away openly. After a while, she laughed angrily: "These two boys..."

On the other hand, when Mr. Bai on the other side heard the news, he felt even worse than when he ate dumplings last night, and his eyebrows couldn't help but stretch.

He rarely took out a bag, the big front door that Su Qingfeng gave him, smoked it a little extravagantly, and said with a smile, "Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. What should be in life will always be there. You are in a hurry. , is it useful?”

Hu Ping snorted, "Put out the cigarette."

Bai Yue subconsciously put out the cigarette butt in his hand, and then, when he reacted, he couldn't help but wailed, "This is the front door!"

……

"Grand nephew, don't we need to repair the roof? My uncle doesn't have as much money as you do for money bills and the like. But we are familiar with the people on the farm. Just wait and pay, and I will help you arrange other things. good."

As he spoke, Bai Haoran took Su Qingfeng to the door of a small courtyard.

There are two mud houses in the small courtyard. Although Lao Bai's house is also a mud house, there is no comparison between the two.

This small courtyard is neat and orderly. There is a chicken pen made of wood on the left side, which looks clean and tidy.

The earthen house located in the middle has a clean and tidy appearance, with a thick pile of thatch on the roof, which looks warm and rainproof.

In comparison, my grandpa's house is simply smaller than an old house.

As Bai Haoran walked away, he explained to Su Qingfeng, "The person who lives here used to be a mason. Basically, we come to him for all matters related to the farm. But every time we come to him, the family has to take care of it." After he ate and finished his work, he had to give some things like eggs. When our family was poor, we would save one egg every three days and save it for salt. So the matter of repairing the roof was delayed. Down."

Su Qingfeng calculated that for this kind of thing, twenty eggs would be enough.

That's it?

He is simply more than enough!

Bai Haoran stood outside the yard, took a deep breath, and then started shouting at the top of his voice, "Uncle Xiang! Are you at home?"

Although there was only a small courtyard across the street, Su Qingfeng suddenly heard the feeling of singing folk songs.

They are on this side of the mountain, and the people in the house are on the other side of the mountain...

I only heard a loud and distant voice coming from inside the house: "Come on -"

I saw a short, but deft little old man, holding a cigarette in his mouth and squinting, "What's wrong? Boy, come to me this early in the morning. You can't be looking for me." Do you want to repair the broken roof of your house?"

Bai Haoran was stunned for a moment, then blurted out, "Uncle Xiang, how do you know?"

Uncle Xiang paused while smoking his dry pipe, a little surprised, "Have you really thought about it? Are you ready to repair the roof? I can tell you, I am desperate for money, how many eggs should you give me? , I’ll take as much as I can. Do you have that many eggs at home? How about I repair your fire kang? As for the thatch cover on the roof, we’ll talk about it later.”

When Su Qingfeng heard this, he raised his eyebrows slightly, feeling that Uncle Xiang's words were really rude.

But this is much more upright than those people who say things differently and act hypocritically.

Su Qingfeng looked at his two uncles and Uncle Xiang who was talking to them without leaving any trace.

To be precise, the person Uncle Hexiang is familiar with should be his uncle Bai Haoran, but Bai Haoyu, although he smiles on the surface, he doesn't talk much when he is outside.

Not to mention the detachment that only occurs when exposed in front of outsiders and at home.

I only heard Bai Haoran say with a smile, "Okay, Uncle Xiang, just know that you have work to do, don't ask anything else."

Uncle Xiang took a puff of cigarette, squinted his eyes, and glanced at Bai Haoran intently. Then, as if he had discovered something, he set his eyes on Su Qingfeng. A glimmer of light flashed in his eyes. He nodded and spoke slowly:

"Okay. Just make sure you know what's going on. I have nothing to do today, so I'm going to find a few people to help you repair the roof. It's not going to be easy in this snowy day, so hurry up if you can."

When Bai Haoran heard this, the smile on his face became more genuine.

The two discussed it and finally let Bai Haoran stay here and planned to find someone to help spread thatch, but of course, they had to pay a corresponding price-a round lunch.

Su Qingfeng followed her second uncle, Bai Haoyu.

Bai Haoyu also had his own little idea, and wanted to take advantage of this rare opportunity to get closer to his nephew.

The most important thing is that he wants to find out from Su Qingfeng how his sister came here all these years.

Although it was mentioned in the previous letter, feeling it from the text is different from describing it in detail from Su Qingfeng's mouth. The two of them were walking and talking. Because the topic was quite sensitive, they walked on small roads. The further they walked, the more remote they became. Unknowingly, they came to the outskirts of the farm.

Suddenly, Su Qingfeng paused, looked at the ground, suddenly frowned, bent down, and picked up a dark piece, small and small. Judging from the shape, it looked a bit like dirt. .

"Is this... a part from a steel mill?"

Su Qingfeng was a little surprised.

How come there are such things as steel parts in this farm?

You know, in the 1970s, China's technology lagged behind that of foreign countries. For a whole generation, the production efficiency of steel plants has been low. It is difficult to quickly increase production simply by increasing the number of steel plants.

In the mid-1978s, during the three-year period of “three against twenty-six,” the goal of steel production of million tons was not achieved for three consecutive years. It was not until that steel production exceeded million tons.

At this time, steel like this, and also parts, are definitely scarce resources.

Although this part is seriously worn, it should be from machinery and equipment, such as machine tools.

But...even the discarded goods should not appear on the farm, like garbage, on such a remote road.

When seeing this scene, Bai Haoyu also noticed something was wrong.

"There is indeed a steel factory not far from us, but this thing... shouldn't appear here."

Su Qingfeng and Bai Haoyu looked at each other and calmly put the part in their arms. Instead of continuing along the road, they changed directions and walked back.

Su Qingfeng thought about the worst, that is, these steel parts were made by people on the farm, who had followed the path of some people in the steel factory, and used the oil and water leaked from their hands to fill their own pockets.

If you follow this path, you may not know what you will actually find.

But... Su Qingfeng just came to visit relatives.

He doesn't want to cause trouble for himself.

More importantly, he didn't want to cause trouble to his grandfather's family.

After walking far away, Su Qingfeng rubbed the parts in his palm and looked at Bai Haoyu, "Second uncle, what are you going to do?"

Bai Haoyu squinted his eyes, as if he had thought of something, and smiled, "Director Xu is a good man. He has always managed the farm well. Nephew, what do you think?"

Su Qingfeng's face looked a little strange.

What the second uncle meant was to let Director Xu take care of this matter.

Director Xu, come to life!

……

Xu Zhongshan knew that Su Qingfeng would come looking for him, but he didn't expect that this boy would come looking for him only the next day.

What I didn't expect was that...he actually found something for himself.

"I have written down the matter of these parts. The second son of the Bai family, you know it well, and Su Qingfeng, you two should keep quiet about this matter."

Xu Zhongshan tapped his knuckles lightly on the table, seeming to be thinking about something, "If this matter spreads out and you are discovered, coupled with your family's background problems, I'm afraid it will be even worse on the farm. It’s easy to mess up. It’s easier for gangsters like Huang Er Leizi to target your family. I will take care of it, and you just pretend that you don’t know. Anyway... this is my responsibility. Speaking of which, I was negligent. .”

Bai Haoyu looked sincere, stretched out his hands, held one of Xu Zhongshan's hands, shook it vigorously in mid-air a few times, and said sincerely, "Director Xu, you are such a good person. With you on our farm, this Only then can we have a prosperous situation.”

Xu Zhongshan glanced at him sideways, feeling that this sesame-filled boy might be ready to set a trap for him at some point.

He didn't dare to accept the identity of this good person easily.

Besides...the so-called "prosperity"...

Xu Zhongshan tilted his head slightly, thinking of the dilapidated thatched mud houses on the farm, as if he could knock down these dark and narrow houses with a push, and he couldn't help but feel speechless.

That's it?

Also called Zhengzhengshang?

As long as the issue of the identity of the people here is not resolved, it will be difficult for this farm to truly prosper.

Su Qingfeng keenly noticed something wrong in his words. He clenched his fists and said, "Those people like Huang Er Lezi... always make trouble for my grandpa's family?"

Xu Zhongshan and Bai Haoyu were stunned, and subconsciously glanced at each other, wanting to cover up the matter.

They never thought about letting Su Qingfeng know about this...

Su Qingfeng only felt that her fist was hardened.

Look at the other side.

In front of the Bai family's small earthen house, there was almost a crowd of people watching the excitement.

It's a rare cat winter, and there is nothing to do on the farm. The excitement throughout the year is nothing more than nonsense in most people's homes.

It could be as small as a quarrel between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, or as big as a widow taking a shower and being peeked at by a second-rate guy, but things like building a house were rare.

Especially the people who came to repair the roof today were the Bai family who had always been so picky and not doing well.

Someone stood nearby and couldn't help but said sourly, "Uncle Bai, what kind of night journey have you taken? After making such a windfall, you actually want to build a house? It's not good for one person to monopolize this way of making money, right?" , tell us too?”

The person who spoke was a well-known gangster in the village. He was usually a rough-and-tumble man, and because of his open mouth, he often got into lawsuits. All the wives in the village, big and small, had been spoken to by him.

But Bai Yue is not afraid of him.

He glanced at this second-rate man lightly. Even in this situation, he would look down upon this kind of person.

I only heard Bai Yue say something calmly, "There is no way to make a fortune. I do have a way to get into trouble. How about you?"

The man was choked and couldn't speak for a long time.

Huang Laoer looked on and curled his lips, "It only costs a few eggs to build a roof. Is this a windfall? You are poor. Don't start shaking with just a few cents in your pocket."

When Bai Yue finished speaking, Bai Haoran turned his head in surprise before Bai Yue spoke.

He obviously didn't speak or was angry, but just from his eyes, the onlookers could miraculously feel Bai Haoran's thoughts.

Shake?

Who is shaking?

All this time, just because he had a few taels of money in his pocket, he was working as a foreigner instead of working, and he was talking mean words and teasing people every day. Isn't it Huang Er Lezi himself? (End of chapter)