Back to 1979: Sending the Educated Youth’s Wife Back to the City

Chapter 61 The Landlord Fell

Speaking of long-term cooperation, my cousin and uncle were obviously also tempted. Who would complain about too much money? Moreover, the company also gave my uncle a credit for this matter. Everyone would benefit if the unsalable products could be sold.

My uncle said, "Then I'll continue to inquire. But what I can find out is definitely not something that can be sold easily."

Lin Yan smiled confidently and said, "It's okay. If I can sell the sandals, other things won't be a problem either."

After the family of three left, my cousin was beaming with joy. Forty yuan is three quarters of a month's salary! It can buy seventy kilograms of meat!
What's wrong with making a little extra money? My son is still growing up, and studying is very demanding, so I need to feed him better.

But, “Doesn’t that mean they made nearly four hundred?”

When my cousin realized this, she said with horror.

My uncle said, "They paid 1200 yuan and took the risk. And, I heard there is a big boss. This time he wrote to me and said that your nephew-in-law is a capable man, right?"

The cousin nodded vigorously and said, "We have to catch him now. If we wait until he gets his college admission letter, it will be too late! Well, then you should go and ask around to see if there are any unsold items that need to be cleared out."

My uncle shook his head. "Don't be too hasty. You have to take it slow! Otherwise, if people know about it, they'll be sold out in a few days. Someone will definitely want to take advantage of this way of making money."

Lin Yan went home by herself, and Fang Mingche took Yan Yan back to the small courtyard.

Before going to bed, Fang Mingche made milk powder for his daughter.

A glass of milk a day makes a generation strong. Now that he can get it on the black market, he definitely can't let his daughter suffer.

The radio was also tuned to an international radio station, speaking English.

Fang Mingche now memorizes 20 words every night. He has been doing this for almost days.

Lao Wang said he would apply for funding at the end of this month and invite him to dinner. Then he would invite Lao Song to join him, and maybe his leader would also participate.

At this moment, it seemed that Grandpa Gu was heard shouting "Xiao Fang" at the top of his voice, and the father and daughter looked at each other.

Fang Mingche confirmed that he had heard correctly and said to Yanyan, "Drink it while it's hot. Put it on the table and drink it with your hands on it. Don't hold it in your hand. I'll go see what's going on."

He walked over quickly. When he entered the room, he saw that Grandpa Gu had fallen down.

Fang Mingche said, "Uncle Gu, please wait a moment. I will ask Sister Song to take care of my daughter first. Then I will take you to the hospital."

Uncle Gu nodded.

Fang Mingche went back and briefly spoke to Yanyan, then carried her to the Song family.

Mrs. Song readily agreed, "Don't worry, I will take good care of the child for you. Let her sleep here with us tonight, next to me."

Song Quanze and Fang Mingche came to the small courtyard together.

Teacher Gao and a few others heard the noise and asked about it. They also came to see if there was anything they could do to help. A distant relative is not as good as a close neighbor!

Living in a large compound, they always help each other when something happens.

Aunt Yuan, the aunt from the management school, also hurried over.

Everyone assumed that it was Fang Mingche's job to send Grandpa Gu to the hospital. A distant nephew is going to inherit the estate!
Song Quan knew that this was not the case, but he didn't want to say it out loud.

He and Fang Mingche carefully lifted Grandpa Gu up from the ground. At his age, he might have broken bones if he fell.

Looking at the old man's face, there was indeed a hint of pain.

While they were carrying the person, Aunt Yuan and Teacher Gao deftly took out the mattress and pillow from Grandpa Gu's bed and placed them on the empty tricycle pushed out by Fang Mingche and laid them out.

Then you can just lie down on it and cover yourself with the quilt.

Aunt Yuan, Fang Mingche and Song Quan took the man to a nearby hospital.

Teacher Gao has to take care of his sick mother, so he definitely can't go. Fang Mingche's mother agreed with his suggestion. He has already written a letter back to his hometown, asking his uncle to help contact people.

The problem now is that without connections, you definitely can't stay in the capital. My uncle said he would just write a letter of introduction for me to come to Beijing to get married. Song Quan took Aunt Yuan on a bicycle.

After settling down in the hospital, Fang Mingche paid the money first.

Fortunately, after the examination, the doctor said that there was no broken bone, just a sprained gas.

Aunt Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, at least it was nothing serious.

Song Quan said: "What about tonight?"

Aunt Yuan looked at Fang Mingche and thought that it must be her distant nephew Xiao Fang who should keep watch at night.

Fang Mingche took out the key and said, "Brother Song, please ask Lao Feng to help me set up the stall tomorrow."

Lao Feng was the one who accompanied Lin Yan to save money every day. He lived nearby and was a part-time worker in the cooperative.

Song Quan nodded, "Okay. Then Aunt Yuan, let's go back first."

When we returned, it was completely dark and not all the street lights were on. Fortunately, Aunt Yuan had a flashlight with her.

She said, "Fortunately, this distant nephew of Mr. Gu is a good person. Although he doesn't care about him, he is reliable when he needs help. That's all!"

Song Quan didn't dare to say more to her. If there were any illegal residents in the courtyard, the aunt in charge would be responsible. When she went to register the new residents before, she was fooled by Grandpa Gu.

He said he was going through the process of transferring the person to his household registration book. Aunt Yuan did not follow up seriously, and now the management is not strict.

At the moment, Song Quan just said vaguely: "Yes, our cooperative is grateful for his help."

"I know that your cooperative has become a model. I heard from the people in the street office that the newspaper is planning to come and interview you."

In the hospital, Uncle Gu has settled down.

Fang Mingche came back with a kettle of boiling water, then took Grandpa Gu's mattress, blanket and pillow and spread them out on the bench outside.

He would stay here for the night, luckily it was already spring.

The ward was a six-person room and was very noisy. How the night watchmen spent the night depended on their own skills.

Some people have been here for a long time and have become familiar with the nurses. If a patient in a room checks out at night and a bed is empty, they can pay to sleep in the empty bed.

Most people still found places to hang out. It was just two nights, so Fang Mingche was too lazy to try to build relationships.

Before going to bed, he came in and asked Uncle Gu, "Do you want to go to the bathroom?"

Uncle Gu nodded embarrassedly.

"Small or big."

"Small."

Fang Mingche picked up the chamber pot from under the bed and took care of him.

"Xiao Fang, I'm sorry to trouble you."

Fang Mingche had no expression on his face and whispered, "We have to do what we agreed upon. You fell anyway. I'll just consider it as a good deed! When your son comes back, remember to tell him that I never had any intention of taking your house."

Grandpa Gu said, "A capable person like you will be able to buy a house sooner or later. There's really no need for this! However, my son has been out of touch for a few years. If he can really come back, I will make sure he remembers your kindness. I will repay you when I have the chance in the future."

Occasionally, there are still people who sell one or two houses. When they need money urgently, as long as you have money and wait sincerely, you will definitely get it.

At this moment, Grandpa Gu sincerely felt that Fang Mingche would not do anything for the four rooms he had left, especially since his wife had hanged herself in one of them a few years ago.

He estimated that Fang Mingche and his wife could earn several hundred dollars a month.

(End of this chapter)