Reverse Rebirth 1990

Chapter 606 620 [Loving the poor and loving the rich] (three changes today)

Third Uncle, at the door of the house——
The man wearing the ear cap saw Song Haiming and Song Zhichao father and son from a long distance away, but he didn't take the initiative to step forward to help push the bicycle, or pass on gifts, but took out a cigarette with a smile and bit it in his mouth , jokingly said to Song Haiming: "I thought someone was here, but it turned out to be our great worker Haiming!"

It turns out that the earmuff in front of me is Song Taigong's second son, named Song Jianjun, who is the accountant in the village; They built a new house and bought a motorcycle—two of the three parked at the door belonged to the brothers.

A long time ago, Song Haiming worked as a worker in a refrigeration plant and was the envy of many villagers. The Song family brothers also felt that the workers were very noble and ate the state's imperial food. They were even more envious and jealous of Song Haiming.

Now that things have turned around and the family has money, they look down on Song Haiming, a small worker who earns so little a month.

Facing Song Jianjun's ridicule, Song Haiming didn't take it seriously, so he pushed his bicycle forward with a smile and said, "I'm here to pay New Year's greetings to third uncle."

"Happy New Year, just put your things in." Song Jianjun said in his mouth, and then he took out a cigarette and handed it to Song Haiming, "Try these two good cigarettes for more than [-] yuan a month-you can smoke for [-] yuan a month not reach."

Song Haiming hurriedly took it, and saw that it was King Furong.

Song Jianjun turned his head and saw Song Zhichao who was following Song Haiming, but he didn't give up the cigarette, but pointed at Song Zhichao with a cigarette: "This is..."

"Oh, you don't recognize him, this is my son Song Zhichao."

"Oh, I see, it's that Chao who went to work in the south!" Song Jianjun looked suddenly enlightened, and looked Song Zhichao up and down. He was wearing a big padded jacket and old cotton shoes, and he didn't look like a well-developed one at all--the hair style was pretty good Handsome, he seemed to be unhappy with working outside, so he ran back again, and immediately felt contemptuous, pointed at Song Zhichao with a cigarette butt and said, "Xiao Chao, since you're back, let's give your third uncle a New Year greeting first." , I don’t want to go out in the future, so I will arrange a job for you in the village, young people must be able to endure hardships!" He looked superior and gave alms.

Song Zhichao didn't care, he had been in the business world for so long, he had seen everyone, so how could he care about an ant who didn't understand the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth.

Song Zhichao smiled: "Thank you."

Song Zhichao's indifferent attitude, rather than a grateful attitude, made Song Jianjun very dissatisfied, and he was a little displeased. He waved his hand: "Okay, let's go in!" The rambunctious kid yelled, "Don't crawl, this is my new big motorcycle - I won't let you go home if it's scratched!"

The brats stuck out their tongues at him, and when Song Jianjun came to chase him away, they all dispersed.

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Tie up the bicycle, take the gift, and enter the third uncle's house.

As soon as I entered, I realized that the yard was very large, and the snow on the ground had been swept away, and it was thrown aside to surround the corner of the wall, mixed with the red slag of firecrackers.

On the middle field, there are chairs and benches, and tea bottles, water cups, and some tea leaves such as Maojian are placed on the tea table—some juniors who came early to pay New Year's greetings gathered together to drink tea and chat.

Song Haiming came in, and someone greeted him.

Song Haiming responded.

At this time, an older man came out, but it was Song Jianguo, the eldest son of the third uncle.

Unlike his younger brother, although Song Jianguo didn't think much of Song Haiming, a small worker, he didn't show it on the surface. On the contrary, he was very enthusiastic, helping to get gifts, just giving up his seat and drinking tea.

When Song Haiming was seated, Song Jianguo greeted him and said that there were too many people today, and everyone rushed to pay New Year's greetings to their ancestors. Please forgive me for the poor hospitality. Then he looked at Song Zhichao and said that this is your Ah Chao. He is so big. Everything has changed.

It can be said that Song Jianguo was the first person to recognize Song Zhichao. It can be seen from this that he has some skills to be able to sit on the position of village chief.

After being led by Song Jianguo, other relatives also noticed that Song Zhichao was coming. Originally, Song Zhichao was wearing a big padded jacket. Apart from his handsome face, there was nothing unusual about it, but after all, he came back from working outside. Curious, curious about how he has been doing outside in the past few years, whether the outside world is fun, and most importantly, whether he has made money.

"So it's Ah Chao, no wonder I feel familiar! Well, I'm your fourth uncle."

"A Chao, you are getting more and more handsome, is it okay to work outside? How much money can you earn a month? I am the second aunt."

"You can just call me Uncle Liu—I heard that working in the south can make a lot of money, is it true?"

Surrounded by this group of unfamiliar elders asking questions, Song Zhichao still felt a bit difficult even though he was well-measured and capable.

"It's still possible to earn money by working part-time in the south, but the salary is calculated by the number of pieces. The more you do, the more you earn."

"Generally speaking, it's about 230 yuan a month. Of course, some people with quick hands can earn more than 300 yuan."

Hearing Song Zhichao say that he could earn so much by working outside, those old guys were all envious.

"If I had known this earlier, I would have sent our Xiaowu to work in the south. It's better than being lazy at home."

"It's better to go out to work, it's better than farming at home."

"Earning 300 a month, wouldn't it cost around [-] this year?" Si, a relative gasped.

Everyone looked at Song Zhichao with wrong eyes, a little envious, thinking that this kid is very promising.

The children of the relatives around cast a jealous light on Song Zhichao——Song Zhichao is good, and the more they appear to be incompetent.

Seeing that everyone treated his son like this, Song Haiming was very happy, and it showed on his face.

When Song Jianguo saw Song Haiming's appearance, he felt a little uncomfortable. He seemed to see Song Haiming once again as a worker, but he and his younger brother were still tending sheep and plowing the fields. As long as others saw his brothers, they would be compared with Song Haiming. They were ridiculed, saying that the two of them were worthless, Song Haiming ate the emperor's food, but they could only farm the land and herd sheep, and they had no hope in their lives.

Thinking of this, Song Jianguo smiled slightly, flicked the cigarette in his hand, flicked off the ash, and said to Song Zhichao: "Xiao Chao, since the south is so good, why are you back?"

Who is Song Zhichao, and he understood what it meant as soon as he heard this, so he smiled and said, "I came back for the Chinese New Year, and I haven't seen my family for several years, and I miss them very much—besides, I have long since stopped working in the factory."

"Oh, why didn't you make it in a factory?" Song Jianguo hurriedly asked as if he had seized some opportunity.

Song Zhichao smiled slightly, "I don't think there is any future."

As soon as Song Zhichao uttered these words, the people around immediately responded, "No future? Can't you bear hardships?" "Yes, what a job—you are young, but you are so ambitious!"

Everyone muttered, almost saying that Song Zhichao was wrong, and the good impression of him just now was gone.In the minds of these people, what Song Zhichao said just now may have been deceived.

Seeing everyone like this, those of Song Zhichao's generation were secretly delighted.

Song Haiming was in a hurry, and wanted to tell everyone about the 10 yuan hidden under his bed—tell everyone loudly, my son is not a wage earner, he is now in business, he is a big boss, and he has made a lot of money --- 10 yuan, have you seen it?
But in the end, Song Haiming refrained from saying it, because he still doesn't quite believe that the 10 yuan was really earned by his son in a serious business. Didn't you sell your son?
Thinking of this, Song Haiming could only bear with it when he saw everyone ridiculing his son, his old face turned red, and he couldn't even say a word for his son.

Song Zhichao dealt with everyone's ridicule and scolding calmly, and didn't explain anything to these people—what's the use of explaining, and what's the meaning... Everyone is completely different from the same channel.

At this moment, someone came out of the house, stood up and yelled: "Everyone is ready to start, we are going to pay New Year's greetings to Grandpa!"

Suddenly, there was a commotion in the place.

　Thanks --- whose real name is Li Er, Yi Zhan Yuxiang and others for their rewards!There is no reward for iron and iron, and we will work hard! ! !

　　
　
(End of this chapter)