Little Sweet Wife in the Eighty-Old Courtyard

Chapter 398 Volcano Eruption
Zhou Xiaohua still saw Song Yunuan.

He jumped to greet her.

It seemed like he had something to say.

Song Yunuan didn't leave. She came with her grandma, and now her grandma is the commander-in-chief.

The old lady didn't go to help, she just stood there with her hands behind her back like a leader.

His eyes were still very stern.

The other girl has a round face, always smiles, and has a good temper. The two girls are also on their own.

This is upstairs, all women's clothing and things for women.

There is also a counter dedicated to girls’ accessories and cosmetics.

The upstairs is like a miniature department store.

Another clerk was hired downstairs.

It also sells department stores.

On the road just now, Mrs. Song secretly told Song Yunuan that the monthly revenue of this small department store was about 3,000 yuan.

When he said this, his voice was filled with excitement.

He also told Song Yunuan that the family next to Mr. Ji's house planned to sell the house.

That area was full of bungalows, but they were heated, so Mrs. Song fell in love with it.

She plans to buy the house.

In fact, house buying and selling has been around for a long time.

They are all managed by the Housing Authority.

The house next to Mr. Ji is quite large, with yards at the front and back, and a red brick wall.

This place is called Pine Tree Alley because there are the most pine trees.

Mrs. Song didn't know what Zhou Xiaohua wanted to say to Xiao Nuan, but it was nothing more than her work experience and study situation.

Mrs. Song and Song Yunuan said, "Wait for me here, and I'll go to your house to have a look."

After Mrs. Song left, Zhou Xiaohua's busy schedule came to an end. She asked Yuan Yun to do some work on his own while she wanted to talk to Song Yunuan.

Song Yunuan glanced at Yuan Yun. He didn't seem surprised. He knew what Zhou Xiaohua was going to say to him.

Song Yunuan smiled and asked her to say it.

Zhou Xiaohua said: "...In the past few days, people have been asking me, saying that our Zhilan Garment Factory is going to become a state-owned factory, and asking if we need to recruit workers here. Some people also say that state-owned and private enterprises are different, and private enterprises are capitalists. , it won’t grow in the future... I just want to know if we will change. I feel like it’s pretty good now.”

Song Yunuan and Song Liang actually discussed this issue.

In the end it was decided to maintain the status quo.

In fact, employees like the transfer to state-owned enterprises. Workers who become state-owned enterprises are better than individuals, and they also have an iron rice bowl.

The state provides pension and retirement benefits.

But if it becomes state-owned, it means there will be a complete leadership team, not the current Caotai team.

Fortunately now, everything is going according to Song Yunuan's plan.

But what if?
What if she doesn't have time to take care of it in the future.

Moreover, in another ten years, we will basically enter the 1990s when workers are laid off and bought out.

It's okay if the factory is profitable, but if it's not, it will go bankrupt and eventually be contracted by individuals. The workers will be laid off and have to fend for themselves and pay their own pensions.

So, if that day comes, looking at it now, it will be superfluous.

Song Yunuan and Zhou Xiaohua said: "Currently it is a village-run enterprise, which is different from state-owned enterprises, but you and state-owned workers have the same benefits."

Zhou Xiaohua nodded vigorously.

The next thing to talk about is her study situation.
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During the New Year's Day in the north, Mrs. Song bought the house next door.

Then we started to clean up. The other party's house was very clean, so we cleaned up the doors and windows.

Mrs. Song said that she would have a place to live in the city in the future.

But Mrs. Song told her family that Xiao Nuan's name was written on this house and asked them not to worry about it.

Song Yunuan felt that Mrs. Song might think that it was already great that she could buy a house in the county.

She probably had no intention of buying a second one.

But it's hard to say.

The New Year is coming soon. Erdaohe Village is much more lively than in previous years.

Chu Zizhou also got on the train back to Beidu the day after Song Ting came back.

On the twenty-fifth day of the twelfth lunar month, Song Yunuan heard the news from the radio that the volcano that had been silent for countless years in the West Canyon of Country X suddenly erupted.

Because the news didn't mention any casualties, Song Yunuan didn't know if anything had happened to Jemke's father.

She called Xia Bowen and asked him to pay attention to her.

Xia Bowen didn't expect that Xiaonuan could still contact him.

He agreed wholeheartedly and asked her immediately.

But Jemke traveled day and night, but still failed to catch up with his father's car.

When he arrived at a small town, he looked in the distance. Even though it was far away, he could still see the sky that should have been blue. At this time, it was covered with clouds and the air was full of dust.

Pedestrians hurriedly wore masks and scarves.

People from TV stations, newspapers, and rescue teams all headed towards the West Canyon.

The volcano erupted.

Fortunately there are no villages or towns nearby.

But Jemke knew that the mountaineering team was climbing in the West Canyon.

If the volcano erupted, he might not even be able to find his father's bones if they were close.

They will all turn into ashes.

Roadblocks have been set up in front of them, preventing them from moving forward at all.

Jemke's eyes were scarlet, and he was holding the mobile phone tightly in his hand. He dialed many times but there was no signal.

It's very remote here.

The communication network equipment could not keep up in time, so the mobile phone in hand was of little significance.

But I heard that Longguo has also developed one that is smaller, lighter and has better call quality than this one.

If I had that, would I be able to contact my father?
Jemke clutched the phone in his hand tightly.

He has just arrived in this town.

But I can't go any further.

The tall Jemke stood beside the road station, tears streaming down his face unknowingly.

But at this moment, he heard a familiar, trembling voice behind him.

"Jemke..."

Jemke was shocked when he heard this voice.

Then he turned his head suddenly and looked in the direction behind him in disbelief.

Not far away, he saw his father, Hans.

Jemke kept blinking, thinking he was dreaming or seeing his father's soul.

He stood there not daring to move, for fear that his father would be blown away by the wind in the blink of an eye.

Hans knew that his son was shocked.

He ran forward with long strides. Then he held his son tightly in his arms.

"Jemke, thank you, thank you for your persistence, and thank you to your friend Miss Song.

I sincerely apologize to you for what I said that day. Apologize to Miss Song, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have disbelieved you..."

Hans looked at the hazy sky. The environment here was really bad, the air was not good, and he would cough after saying a few words.

But this is the best result, because he is still alive.

He stopped here before he reached his destination.

Because he called home, he learned that Jemke drove out secretly to chase him.

I was so angry at the time.

But now I can only feel happy.

Hans trembled all over when he thought of this. There were thirty-nine people in his climbing team, and now he was the only one left...

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