The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

It was night, and Li Feng was a little tipsy.

Liu Qiang accompanied the Li family and his son at the main table. He was also worried that his eldest nephew would not be able to return home after drinking too much, so he did not drink too much.

The main thing was to bridge the gap between father and son at the dinner table in the main room, and by the way, he praised Li Xuewu fiercely.

After all, he runs around on the street, and his job is to watch people order dishes. He is very sharp-tongued, and after telling the Li family, the sad atmosphere has been somewhat erased.

Li Feng just lay on the cart, looking up at the stars dotted in the sky, feeling empty in his heart. It had only been a short time since he had been the deputy director of the factory, and he had to lose a general.

The chief of the transportation department, the chief of the security department, these are all things he needs to do, so he can rest assured that nothing will happen.

Now, it has to be cultivated again.

"Xiao Feng, what about the father and son? His father is obviously very distressed, and I can feel that he is also very sad, but he just won't say anything to praise his son~!"

"There is no child who is not naughty and mischievous. He has grown up like this. Now he has lost his memory. If you say a few nice words, maybe the relationship between father and son can be reconciled. Tsk~!"

Liu Qiang, who was sitting in the front left, shook his head with some empathy as he spoke. As they chatted, it seemed that the conversation was about him again.

"In a family, if there is a bad guy, there is also a good guy. As a father, you always have to keep your serious side when dealing with your son. Uncle, you have two children. To be honest, you should be more experienced than me~ !”

Stretching his waist lazily, Li Feng laughed. Not to mention the older generation, even fifty years later, the situation in any family will still be the same. If you make your mother angry, you can't make your father angry. The belt is so tight~!

"That's not what they say. Children, you have to endure hardships when they deserve it, and you have to praise them when you deserve praise. Look at the dinner table, the two people are silent, and they are more distant than strangers~!"

"Your cousin passed the double hundred test last year. When he went back a year ago, I brought him a spinning top. Even though it was a spinning top that someone else didn't need when they moved, he was very happy~!"

Having said this, a smile appeared on Liu Qiang's face involuntarily. Compared with the cold relationship between father and son in the Li family, even if he was away from home for a few days a year, his relationship with his children was still not estranged.

"Uncle, please don't give my mother any money this year~!"

Li Feng suddenly thought of something. He looked at the cart that had been used for more than two years. It was full of scratches and grooves, which were all made by the sweat of his uncle and cousin.

After such a long time, the money spent on buying a mule and building a bicycle frame has long been repaid. They are all close relatives. The cousin from his hometown even played with leftover tops from others. Li Feng couldn't bear to hear this.

Almost there.

At the beginning, I was just looking for something for them to do. It was the last year of natural disasters at that time. Could it be that I really watched them causing famine, and I would do whatever I could to help.

You can't behave like a vampire. You don't need to discuss this matter with your mother. Li Feng can make the decision himself.

"Xu~~~, Xiaofeng, what do you mean~?"

Hearing Li Feng talk about this, Liu Qiang became rarely serious, stopped shouting at the mule, and turned to look at his eldest nephew.

"The money you spent to buy the mules is back. From now on, what you earn is yours. We, the Li family, are not landlords or squires, nor can we use tenant farmers~!"

"Every time you give me money, I hesitate a lot. I don't help much. Instead, I take your hard-earned money~!"

His fingertips rubbed through the grooves on the frame. Every scratch here was made by my uncle and my cousin, who worked day and night.

Looking at his old uncle who was staring at him, Li Feng said seriously.

Liu Qiang was silent for a moment, looking at the huge mule in front of him and feeling at a loss.

"No, Xiaofeng, that was back then. Money is worthless now. These two mules were brought back from Nei M on a special trip. The market price has doubled several times. The brothers even settled the accounts clearly. We, uncle and nephew, you Don’t think about anything else~!”

Li Feng said it very seriously, and the old uncle answered very firmly. Although he can make more money in a year without this money, it is Ding Mao or Mao. If he really wants to take it for nothing, it will take up too much. Cheaper. "Listen to me first~!"

Seeing that his old uncle was still trying to convince himself, Li Feng waved his hand.

"Are you in your thirties this year?"

"How long can I continue in this line of work, ten or fifteen years?"

"Pull a cart, move things, there will always be a day when your physical strength is not enough, even two animals can't survive that long~!"

When he said this, Liu Qiang fell silent immediately, walked to the front of the car, and rubbed the back of the mule's neck. This animal was now much more valuable than him, and his feelings were also deep. It was hard to imagine what would happen to him one day when neither of them could do anything anymore. What does it look like.

"You and the form, two of you, can save a little bit each year. Don't take the money home. Save it yourself. After a few years, when you have saved enough, you can sell the mule and carriage directly~!"

"Let's get a tricycle and connect it to a transportation company. You see, it's the kind that runs on the street. You can go from here to Yanjiao and back with a twist of the handle. Simply transporting a long distance is no better than climbing up a ladder like you." I’m here to make money~!”

This long-term plan confused my old uncle Liu Qiang. How could he, a handlebar type from the countryside, afford a three-wheeled motorcycle?

Since last year, all kinds of tricycles have appeared on the streets of Beijing. He runs on the streets every day, so how can he not be familiar with them? He also found an opportunity to take a look at them nearby to see how these iron bumps move.

I never thought that one day I would have a relationship with that bastard box.

"Well, that thing isn't cheap, right?"

Having said this, Liu Qiang couldn't help but feel a little timid. Even though he could afford a bicycle now, he wouldn't buy one. That three-wheeled motorcycle was much bigger than a bicycle.

"It's not expensive, the new one only costs 3,700 yuan~!"

Upon hearing the price, Liu Qiang's face turned green with fright.

After working for more than two years and transporting vegetables for winter storage three times, after excluding the family's daily expenses, the famine caused by the previous crisis left only three to four hundred yuan to buy work points.

This is still more than two years, and it will take more than ten years of work, which is probably enough to pay for a new car.

"Don't worry~!"

"It's a long-term plan. The driving school in the factory will always buy and replace old cars. At that time, they were not that expensive. If you can't find a tricycle factory, buy a new engine and replace it. It's still useful~"

"This time will take about ten years~!"

"Leave more than 100 yuan a year, more than 1,000 yuan in ten years, buy an old car and renovate it, it's almost enough~"

No matter how old the car is, it is still a car. It is something that ordinary people cannot play with. Li Feng cannot do this by reselling factory supplies at low prices.

But according to the driving school's frequency of using the car, I don't know how many parts have been replaced inside and outside in ten years. It is acceptable to depreciate half of the value and turn around, and no one can find fault with it.

Anyway, they will have to sell off and use the money to buy new ones. And maybe at that time, the driving school will have to focus on four-wheelers and get vaccinated in advance, so as not to have to start all over again after returning to the village after having money. Been here.

Buying a house. In this era, it is impossible to buy a house without urban household registration. That will have to wait until after the 1980s.

Cars must be made after the 1980s, depending on the situation. Before that time, the best way was to affiliate with the government, whether it was to attract people or goods, and it was safe to turn in a certain amount every month and hold a certificate.

This is a way out that Li Feng helped his uncle and the others think of, and it is also a topic that can only be discussed between two people.

The hometown is engaged in breeding and the city is engaged in transportation. As long as one generation of hard work is spent, one can keep up with the wheel of history. (End of chapter)