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

Chapter 72 True and False Reply
The so-called letter from Mr. Gu’s son arrived very soon.

Uncle Gu took it directly back to his room.

While everyone was happy for him, they looked at Fang Mingche with a complicated expression.

Fang Mingche said, "This is a good thing! I came to the capital to be self-reliant and never thought of taking shortcuts. We have both hands and feet, and we can earn enough food and clothing on our own."

That's right! No one in the compound could deny this.

These two live better than anyone else, eating meat in restaurants every day. They say they are preparing for the college entrance exam and need to nourish their brains.

As we were talking, Mr. Gao came back on his bicycle. He came straight over here.

"Why are all of you gathered here?"

Song Quan told him, "Gu Zhiguang finally has a letter back!"

"That's great." Teacher Gao smiled.

He also subconsciously looked at Fang Mingche, who said, "I'm happy for them, too. Are you here to give me the answer sheet?"

Teacher Gao reacted, "Oh, yes!"

"Sit inside."

The two walked towards the house, and Teacher Gao said, "Xiao Fang, let me tell you, you did very well in the exam. You can raise your aspirations to a higher level."

The two entered the room, and Teacher Gao explained to Fang Mingche the subject he taught.

He also asked his colleagues to mark the correct answers for other subjects. For the sake of the test questions, everyone was happy to do so.

But I heard that such a topic is no longer available, which is a bit regrettable.

Song Quan said: "Look, he is a college student. He is not so obsessed with Mr. Gu's four rooms."

After that, Fang Mingche continued to do his business as usual, leaving home early and returning late every day, everything was normal.

Just after the Qingming Festival, my uncle called me. He said there was a batch of defective products that needed to be processed. The items were quite mixed, with everything. The leader remembered that he had helped to solve the problem of off-season rubber sandals before, so he asked him again.

In fact, my uncle deliberately asked two people to bring up these two things at different times and places to remind the leader. But he called from the company phone, so he must have said that.

Fang Mingche said: "Then let me take a look at the goods first."

In fact, he had already decided to eat it. There was a way to sell defective products, as long as he could make a profit from the price difference.

My uncle said, "You probably can't finish all this cargo at once. I tried to talk to my boss and asked him to pay half first. The rest should be paid within three months."

Fang Mingche was just about to say this. This is so convenient.

"Uncle, it's not enough to give you only 10% this time. How about this, I'll give you 20%. After all, you have to bear the guarantee responsibility." Fang Mingche immediately said sensibly.

"You just have to figure it out."

The morning market was over, and Lin Yan went to get 1500 yuan.

Fang Mingche asked Zhu Dahai, who was sent to deliver lunch and was left to eat with him, to ride his bike to check and pick up the goods. This trip would definitely cost extra.

Zhu Dahai ate Lin Yan and Yan Yan's portion. Song Quan arranged for someone to help watch over the meal, and the mother and daughter planned to eat snacks nearby.

This batch of defective products cost 3000 yuan. Fang Mingche looked at the goods and paid 1500 yuan directly. Then he pulled the goods back to the small side yard and asked Uncle Gu to listen to the radio in the courtyard and help watch over them.

The goods have not been transported yet. Fang Mingche and Zhu Dahai have to make another trip.

Grandpa Gu nodded in agreement. Seeing that there were a lot of daily necessities this time, he prepared to sort them out and take care of the business. What's wrong with defective products? As long as they don't affect the use, it's fine. Save money and tickets!
He closed his eyes and clapped his hands while listening to the Peking Opera.

After a while, I heard the postman approaching and shouting, "Uncle Gu, a letter from the northwest--"

Uncle Gu opened his eyes and looked at him with some confusion. "Didn't you come here a few days ago?"
The postman handed over the letter and said, "This time it's real! Hey, slow down -"

If I had known, what kind of drama did they put on a few days ago? The old man told him that it was to prevent people from bullying him, an old man who was alone. He had watched the old man waiting anxiously for the letter for years. He agreed in a moment of weakness.

Who knew it would be such a coincidence!
Uncle Gu took the letter with trembling hands, and tears welled up in his eyes when he saw the familiar handwriting on it.

That day he simply felt that he couldn't act like the character, so he took the letter and turned away.

The people in the compound thought he was afraid of bad news, so they hid and watched. The postman said, "Uncle Gu, if you're okay, I'll continue to deliver mail. There's still a lot of work to do today!"

It doesn't look like he's going to pass out from excitement.

Grandpa Gu waved his hand, "It's okay, it's okay, go and do your own thing! Thank you for your hard work——"

Tsk, it seems like it’s real this time, he has to try not to get too excited.

On the other side, Fang Mingche was also very happy. He could make at least a thousand yuan from selling goods worth 3000 yuan.

With two tricycles, they can carry all the goods back in one more trip.

This time when he came back, Fang Mingche asked Zhu Dahai to help him sort out the things. Fortunately, there was an empty room dedicated to storing things. With Mr. Gu sitting at the door, there was no need to worry that Zhu Dahai would secretly take something away when the amount was unknown.

"Don't worry, I will definitely sort it out."

Anyway, as long as he worked, he would get paid, so Zhu Dahai was happy to work for this family. It was much better than those educated youth who returned to the city but did not get any jobs!

Grandpa Gu finally had someone to talk to. Seeing Fang Mingche coming out, he pulled him aside and said, "My son really sent a letter back!"

Fang Mingche was a little shocked. A letter really came?

He joked, "If I had known that the fake could lead to the real, I should have done this scene earlier!"

Uncle Gu laughed: "It's just a coincidence!"

It really feels so comfortable that my wrinkles are reduced.

"Then when will he come back?"

"It's said to be soon."

"congratulations!"

Grandpa Gu wanted to laugh, but couldn't help looking towards the room where his wife hanged herself, "It would be better to be strong!" Be strong, isn't this waiting for the family to be reunited?

Fang Mingche quickly helped him sit down, "It's always a good thing that your son is coming back. He will get married soon and give you a big fat grandson."

I came back just in time for the slum to be returned, so it should be easy to find a partner.

Fang Mingche waited until Grandpa Gu calmed down before going back to the square.

He plans to wait until everything is sorted out, and then set the price according to the purchase price and quantity. He will start selling tomorrow!

There was no time to take inventory, so the supply and marketing cooperative leader gave a package price based on the inventory list.

He took a general look and felt that he would not suffer any loss, so he paid the money and took it back.

Fang Mingche returned to the square and Lin Yan was busy.

The leader of the cooperative was replaced by Song Quan. The two logistics staff who were previously instructed by Xiao Xu to slack off were in trouble again. Now the people who came to replace the workers are working very hard.

This way Lin Yan wouldn't be troubled.

Fang Mingche hurried over to help and picked up the kettle to make tea for the tourists.

"Ayan, do you want to take a break?"

"No need. Are the goods all right?"

"Well, it shouldn't be hard to sell. After this sale, it's time to move on."

Yanyan sat on a small stool and watched the craftsman making dough figurines.

Since the cooperative set up a stall with them, Yanyan has no boredom every day.

Occasionally she would be curious about the Forbidden City.

Fang Mingche promised to take her in for a stroll on Children's Day.

(End of this chapter)