Luo Wenjuan swayed and almost fell to the ground, but when Zhou Liang'an saw her, he was actually smiling.
Seeing this smiling face, Luo Wenjuan felt that something bad was about to happen. But she was also calm.
"Director Lin, are you looking for me?"
Director Lin frowned, with anger and disgust on his face, he waved his hand impatiently, "Clean up your mess, don't bring it to the agency, you don't care about your reputation, our Propaganda Office will shame you! "
Luo Wenjuan's upper teeth were biting her lower lip firmly, and if she tried harder, she would bleed.
"Director Lin, you have to make the decision for me. I have nothing to do with Zhou Liang'an. He is the one who haunts me"
"Nonsense!" Director Lin interrupted her with a black face, "It's not because he pestered you because you took three thousand yuan from him!"
"Only fifteen thousand!"
When the real number blurted out, Luo Wenjuan subconsciously covered her mouth
Zhou Liang'an shook his head and smiled wryly. This stupid woman fell twice in a pit, and she still wants to have a spare tire with such a little IQ. It's so fucking knowledgeable.
Director Lin really wanted to hear Luo Wenjuan say that she didn't take the young man's money. Hearing the amount of 1,500, he almost lost his breath and recited it.
Luo Wenjuan knew that she couldn't hide it anymore, so she quickly went home and stuffed a plastic bag into Zhou Liang'an's hand.
Zhou Liangan opened the plastic bag, and inside was a piece of rag wrapped in ten bills each. Zhou Liangan even counted them, no more, no less, exactly 1500 yuan.
"Wenjuan, in the future, don't use someone else's money, it's not good!"
Zhou Liang'an put away the money and gave Luo Wenjuan some instructions.
Luo Wenjuan stomped her feet angrily, wanting to justify and refute, but no matter what she said, she seemed powerless. She pointed at Zhou Liang'an and swore, "Zhou Liang'an, if I ignore you again, I'm a dog!"
Zhou Liangan took a few steps towards the door, then turned his head and shouted, "Wenjuan"
"What are you doing?"
"You ignored me!"
ah? Luo Wenjuan realized that Zhou Liang'an had played tricks on her again, and was so angry that she stamped her legs back and forth on the ground.
After a while, Luo Wenjuan turned her head and asked tearfully, "Director Lin, are you still introducing someone to me?"
"Introduce someone? I think you want to eat fart!"
Hearing this, Luo Wenjuan cried even more sadly
There was 1,500 yuan in his pocket. In 1993, it was a huge sum of money.
Most people in this era envy workers, stable jobs, stable income, stable families
It is almost 300 yuan a month, and can earn nearly 4,000 yuan a year. Drivers will have a little more, and those in remote areas, frontlines, and grassroots will also earn a little more, and they can earn about 5,000 yuan a year.
In the current era, it is enough to make many people jealous.
But 1,500 yuan is not very important to Zhou Liangan, but it can be used as start-up capital.
A steam engine train track winds forward, stone sleepers are placed on cobblestones, and it moves forward one by one, effectively treating patients with obsessive-compulsive disorder.
The grass next to the railway embankment is full of wild pea flowers. When they bear fruit in midsummer, the pea clips can be used as whistles, and the sound they blow out is like farting. The fruit can be used as a bullet, wrapped in the mouth and blown out with a pen or bamboo tube, hits the girl's hair, and is still stained with her own saliva.
Zhou Liang'an smiled unconsciously.
Under the hillside are large tracts of rapeseed flowers, and in the far away flower field, an open space is leveled out, and beehives are placed inside, to catch bees and then harvest honey. In the air, there is the smell of wet earth and the fragrance of flowers
Zhou Liangan picked up a pebble, threw it out with all his strength, and watched it fall into the flower field.
Boom boom boom boom boom woo
The siren roared, and the opening of the railway crossing the road in the distance began to ring the bell, and the two-way barriers were also artificially lowered.
Zhou Liang'an quickly stepped aside, and stuck his head out of the window of the locomotive to look at the railway situation ahead.
When the train driver saw Zhou Liang'an, he smiled at him, and Zhou Liang'an couldn't help but respond to his kind smile, waving at him.
poof
The cold water vapor gushed out along the sides of the railroad tracks at the moment of depressurization, instantly turning Zhou Liang into a drowned chicken.
Looking up at the driver, he turned his head and laughed wildly.
"I call your mother!"
Zhou Liangan pulled his throat fiercely.??Cursed, wiped the mist off his face, and screamed, it's dark and the road is slippery, society is complicated! Even if you are reborn, you can't really guard against it.
People of the great age! Their existence, their success, can never be underestimated!
Go along this railway to the end, and you will be outside the back wall of the material department.
Zhou Liang'an's mother lived inside the wall.
On the right hand side is the mountain. On the mountain, there is a vegetable field cultivated by workers from the material department in their spare time. Some vegetables are grown in it, which is enough for a family of three.
Walking to the road ahead, there is a big iron gate in front of which locks the rails entering his warehouse. Go up the hill on the right, and enter the office area and family area of ??the material department on the left.
Zhou Liangan entered the family courtyard and went straight to the bachelor building.
The building is also built of bricks. It is four stories high and covered with a layer of cement on the outside. They are all single rooms for single workers in the material department.
However, many married people also live there. Because of insufficient working years and insufficient points, they cannot be allocated a house.
The door of Zhou Liang'an's mother's single room was open. She was sitting in front of the window, knitting a sweater with natural light, and she was very careful with each stitch.
Zhou Liang'an had never watched his mother knit a sweater seriously before, but now that he took a look at it, he actually burst into tears.
Zhou Liang'an took out 1,500 yuan, kept 700 in one pocket for himself, and put 800 in the other pocket, and gave it to his mother later.
"mom¡¡"
When Wu Chunhua heard this whisper, he looked up, "Huh? Why are you back? Today is not Saturday."
"miss you!"
Wu Chunhua's expression is stunned and surprised. The reason is that in this era, the way of expressing feelings is reserved, and father and son, mother and son rarely say anything nasty about love and desire.
It's not like the goblin hanging around Zhou Liang'an's neck decades later, always saying, "Old Zhou, I miss you so much!"
Zhou Liang'an entered the door, and Wu Chunhua felt as if he hadn't seen him for a long time. The son looked at him with yearning and affection.
"Silly boy, don't you know your mother?"
Zhou Liangan shook his head, "I just feel like I haven't seen you for a long time!"
"What nonsense are you talking about? Didn't you just come back last Sunday?"
Zhou Liang'an nodded, it was difficult to calm down the excitement of seeing his old lady again, after more than 20 years, Wu Chunhua had already gone down to find her wife. And Zhou Liang'an has been wandering abroad for more than ten years, and rarely goes home to see him, and he didn't even see him for the last time, which is considered unfilial.
Seeing Wu Chunhua again, Zhou Liang'an decided to take the old lady with him no matter where he went in the future, isn't it just to buy a few more houses?
"Hungry! I'll cook!"
Just such a simple sentence, Zhou Liang'an burst into tears on the spot.
"What's wrong? Why are you crying? Such a big person"
Seeing his son crying, Wu Chunhua also panicked, and Zhou Liangan wiped away his tears and said, "Luo Wenjuan dumped me!" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com