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Chapter 44 Advice to Sun Catch-up

In January of [-], in the middle of the twelfth lunar month of the lunar calendar, there were only ten days left before the Spring Festival.

It was Zhou Zhigang's three-year family-visiting leave again, and just as Wang Chong was on winter vacation, Li Suhua couldn't wait to pull Zheng Juan to pack up her things and prepare to go back to Jichun.

The train tickets had already been bought. On the third day of the winter vacation, Wang Zhong took his family of seven and boarded the train back to Jichun.

The house has not been lived in for several years, but it is extremely clean.

Sun Chanchao and his wife helped clean up the house. Last fall, Sun Chanchao’s wife, Yu Hong, gave birth to a fat boy. Sun Chanchao’s family had too many people to live in, so he thought about expanding the house. The old Xiong's family behind his house is a well-known gangster in optical film. The father and son are domineering and unreasonable, and they have a bad reputation in optical film.

At that time, the old man Xiong took his two sons, and he just pushed the house that was halfway overtaken, and the two sides clashed like this. Yu Hong fell down during the pushing, and the child was born early.

The baby was born, but the house was not built yet. Yu Hong and the newborn child didn't even have a place to stay. There was no way to catch up, so they could only call Wang Zhong who was far away in Yanjing for help.

After Wang Zhong consulted Zheng Juan and Guangming, he let Chaochao and his daughter-in-law live in the Zheng family's house in Taiping Hutong, but he paid Zheng Juan a yuan of rent every month.

Sun Chanchao and his wife were grateful to Wang Zhong and Zheng Juan, so they often came to clean up the old Zhou's house spontaneously, opening the door every three days to avoid mold and insects.

That night, after work, Sun Chachao came to the door with his daughter-in-law Yu Hong and his infant son in his arms.

Chaochao's son is still young, only about half a year old, and has not yet been weaned. He looks like Yu Hong, with red lips and white teeth, and he is quite handsome.

"Catch up, thanks to your son being like Yu Hong. If he was born like you, it will be difficult to find a wife in the future." Looking at the little one who was still sleeping soundly in his arms, Wang Zhong joked with a smile.

"What's wrong with me, isn't my wife beautiful?" Sun Chanchao was full of pride.

Not to mention a daughter-in-law, he even has a son.

Wang Zhong glanced at him: "You think a daughter-in-law like Yu Hong who doesn't dislike you is easy to find!"

Sun Chanchao was taken aback by Wang Zhong's words, looked at Yu Hong who was also a little surprised, rubbed the back of his head and grinned: "There is a bit of truth in what you said, there are really not many good candidates like my wife."

Yu Hong blushed a little, her butt felt like it was on fire, she hurriedly got up and said, "I'll help Juan'er." Then she hurriedly got up and ran to the kitchen.

Wang Zhong put Chaochao's son on the kang, and his four children immediately surrounded him curiously. Zhou Ming and Zhou Ling, who were only two years old, felt the novelty even more. Talking loudly, afraid of waking up the little brother, they lowered their voices one by one and whispered.

The two older ones were a little better. Zhou Ming and Zhou Ling were often tossed about by them when they were young.

Catch up with Chao and Wang Zhong sitting by the fire, watching this scene, the faces of the two men coincidentally showed smiles.

"The matter of the house..." Chachao had just opened his mouth when he was interrupted by Wang Zhong.

"Between brothers, don't talk about those outsiders. Besides, it's not like you didn't pay the rent."

Catch up with the light in his eyes, and his face was touched.

But Wang Zhong said: "But let's talk about it first. This year's Chinese New Year, my father, my brother and my sister will all have to come back. You have also seen the situation in my family."

"Don't worry, Yu Hong and I will vacate the house for you in two days." Chachao is not the kind of person who doesn't know how to advance or retreat. Wang Zhong was able to let them live in the house for half a year, which is already a great help.

No need for Wang Chongming to say, he himself knew what to do.

"Don't be so anxious!" Wang Zhong said: "My elder brother and Zhou Rong arrived at 27, my dad arrived at 28, and it won't be too late to move on 26."

"After the new year, we will return to Yanjing, and you will continue to live in the house in Taiping Hutong."

Sun Chanchao was a little moved, and was very grateful to Wang Zhong.

"But going on like this is not a long-term solution." Wang Zhong said.

Sun Chanchao sighed, spread his hands and looked helpless: "Isn't there no way to do it! It's not like you don't know the Xiong family, and it's unreasonable to compare one with the other."

"Besides, I really don't make sense here."

The house that Sun Chanchao expanded did indeed occupy the public land, and he knew that he couldn't handle the Xiong family and his son no matter what, so he didn't quarrel with them.

Wang Zhong's eyes flickered, and he sneered: "There are ways to be unreasonable."

"When his old Xiong's house was built, didn't he occupy the public land?"

"So what if we occupy it, can we push his house down?"

To the old Xiong's family, Sun Qianchao had a lot of resentment in his heart, and he could hear it from the tone of his words. Thanks to Yu Hong and the child were fine, otherwise Sun Qianchao would have to fight hard with the old Xiong's father and son.

"Why can't it be pushed?"

"Can you swallow this breath?" Wang Zhong looked at Sun Chanchao and asked.

Sun Chanchao's breath was stagnant, his eyes showed a tangled look, and he finally let out a sad sigh.

"If you can't swallow it, you have to swallow it!"

Now Sun Chachao has a wife and a son, and he is no longer the reckless young man who could ignore it. Life has smoothed all his edges and corners.

Of course Wang Zhong would not encourage Sun Chanchao to do something illegal.

The best way to get revenge on Xiong's family is not to push his house. If he did that, it would be no different from holding porcelain against a stone.

Sun Chachao's reaction to Wang Zhong did not exceed Wang Zhong's expectations.

He raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, and Wang Zhong comforted him: "In the end, it's a matter of money. If you have money, let alone expanding a room, even if you buy another homestead, you can rebuild a big house." , if you like buildings, then you can buy a big one, three bedrooms and two halls, four bedrooms and two halls, the size of two Chunyan houses."

"Speaking lightly, is money so easy to earn!" Sun Chanchao said, "I don't know technology, and I don't have knowledge. With only this strength, it's good to be able to support my wife and children."

Sun Qianchao's tone was a bit sour. If you want to say that this kid liked Qiao Chunyan before, he would not marry unless he was married. It's a pity that Qiao Chunyan didn't like him, but Cao Debao instead.

Although Sun Chanchao also gave up and married Yu Hong, but now Qiao Chunya can get mixed up with the deputy director and even divide the house. Cao Debao is also a workshop director, and he is the middle-level leader of the soy sauce factory. Only he and Xiao Guoqing The two of them were still working as delivery workers in the soy sauce factory, so it was inevitable that they were still a little unconvinced.

Wang Zhongdao: "If you are poor, you will think, if you think, you will change, and if you change, you will understand!"

Sun Chanchao half understood, a little confused: "What do you mean?"

"It doesn't matter what you mean, what matters is whether you want to make money, live in your own house, and don't have to look at other people's faces anymore."

"Then I must!" Sun Chanchao blurted out without thinking.

"That's right, if you want to make money, you must first dare to think."

"What's the use of thinking about it!"

Wang Zhong chuckled, but put it off: "I have a few ideas, but it's not the time yet. It will take another two years for the policy to be relaxed before it can come in handy."

"What way?" Sun Chanchao's eyes lit up, and he couldn't wait to ask, "Tell me quickly!"

Wang Zhong didn't answer directly, but changed his voice and said, "You and Guo Qing have been working in the timber factory for all these years! Don't tell me that you two don't even have any contacts in the factory."

"That's definitely not possible!" Sun Chanchao said: "Chanchao and I are both old people in the factory now. We can't get along with the leaders above, but we still know the directors and monitors below."

Wang Zhongdao: "Let me ask you, how many people have made furniture in the past two years?"

"That must be a lot!" Chachao said: "For a family with a little bit of conditions, whoever's child gets married won't buy two new pieces of furniture."

As soon as the words fell, Sun Chanchao immediately realized: "You mean to make furniture for others?" But then he got into trouble again: "But Guoqing and I don't have this skill!"

Wang Zhong smiled and said: "Who told you two to make furniture? You two can't make furniture, so don't you know how to sell wood?"

"As far as the timber factory consumes so much wood every day, those people in the transportation team don't have fat oil in their pockets."

"You want me to take advantage of the country?"

"Bah! What nonsense are you talking about!" Wang Zhong gave Sun Chanchao a sideways glance, and said, "You have a good relationship with the transportation team, and when the time comes, drag their way, spend your own money to buy some good wood, and share some profits with them." , can't this be done?"

"Isn't this speculative!" Sun Chanchao was shocked, and then realized his gaffe, and quickly lowered his voice: "We can't do this."

Wang Zhong said: "Well, if this is not enough, then this way, you and the National Day will learn some crafts during these two years. If you can't do carpentry, you can always do masonry!"

"That will definitely be the case. When we expanded my house, didn't we do it ourselves!"

There is no threshold for masonry work, and every house is not repaired by yourself. Sun Chanchao and Xiao Guoqing are now the pillars of the family. These jobs have been done by their parents since they were young.

It's just that the craftsmanship is so-so, and the speed is a bit slow, but I can do house building and tiling.

"Just tell me if you can do this job!"

After hesitating again and again, Sun Chanchao gritted his teeth and said, "Sure, I'll listen to you."

Wang Zhong patted his arm and said with a smile: "If you want to do it, you have to do it well. When the time comes, find a master and learn from him for a while. In two years, when everyone's life is rich, there will definitely be More and more people are building houses, so are you afraid that you won’t be able to earn money by then!”

Sun Chanchao was thoughtful.

Wang Zhong strikes while the iron is hot: "Look at my father, he was born as a mason."

"Uncle Zhou's craftsmanship, how can I compare with National Day!"

Sun Chanchao still has self-knowledge. For decades, the two houses of Lao Zhou’s family in the optical film have not been collapsed by snow. The roofs of other houses are all repaired. Home, has been strong.

Although Zhou Zhigang is eccentric, has a bullish temper, and loves to do things with his hands, he really has nothing to say about his skills.

"That's why I asked you to learn it!" Wang Zhong said, "I'm not afraid that I won't, I'm afraid that I won't learn it, and I won't suffer those hardships."

"No matter how hard it is, can it be as hard as carrying wood? Besides, as long as I can make money, I am not afraid of any hardship!" Sun Chanchao said.

Carrying wood is not only bitter, but also extremely dangerous.

"That's it." Wang Zhong said with a smile.

"As you said, as long as you can make money, you can't suffer!"

Sun Chanchao looked at Wang Zhong with a serious expression: "Bingkun, seriously, do you have a future in the timber factory?"

"Ours? Want to resign?" Wang Zhong asked.

Sun Chanchao rubbed his head: "How is it possible, this is an iron rice bowl."

"Then you still ask?"

Sun Chanchao forced a smile: "Aren't I worried!"

Wang Zhong smiled lightly, and said: "I don't care if there is a future, you have to see, observe, and feel for yourself."

"But I don't understand either!" Sun Chanchao said.

"I don't understand this. It depends on whether there are too many jobs in the factory now, and how many cars enter and exit the factory every day. Compared with the past, it is not easy."

Sun Chanchao's eyes lit up, and he slapped his thigh suddenly: "That's right! Why didn't I think of that."

More or less, it is directly related to the output, and the number of cars entering and leaving the factory is directly related to sales and the benefits of the factory.

"My dad will also come to celebrate the New Year this year. If you really plan to learn how to make mud tiles, come to him directly. Although my dad doesn't have time to teach you, he has stayed in Jichun for so many years and has been in this industry for so long. For a long time, there are always a few acquaintances and workers with decent skills."

Sun Chanchao was hesitant when he heard it at first, but after thinking about it, Wang Zhong and his three brothers and sisters are all college students from top universities in China. It is definitely impossible for them to do masonry work in the future. Looking for a successor?

"Okay! I'll listen to you." Thinking of this, Sun Chanchao smiled.

"Hey! There is one more thing!" Sun Chanchao suddenly remembered something. He had stood up halfway, and sat back down again.

"What's the matter?"

Sun Chanchao waved at Wang Zhong, leaned close to Wang Zhong's ear, and said in a low voice, "Didn't you ask Guo Day and I to help you keep an eye on those two people who killed Brother Qiangzi?"

"In mid-July this year, those two people were released. After they came out, the man named Luo Shibin sold his old house, took the money, and left Jichunben by train directly with the man named Shuiziliu. I went to the south, and after that, National Day and I never saw them in Jichun again."

"Going south?" Wang Zhong's eyes flickered. Luo Shibin was reported by Wang Zhong at the beginning, and Shui Ziliu was implicated, but he couldn't escape.

However, the two of them had been in for so long that Wang Zhong almost forgot about them, but before leaving Yanjing, he asked Sun Chanchao and Xiao Guoqing to help keep an eye on the whereabouts of these two.

Unexpectedly, by accident, he actually let him run away.

"Let's go!"

Wang Zhong sighed, with a bit of embarrassment in his tone: "Brother Qiangzi has been away for so many years, and they have also been in for so many years. There are some things that should go, let him go."

"You should have thought so!" Sun Chanchao was a little surprised: "People like them violated our country's property. If you ask me, it would be cheap to shoot them directly. We don't need to have anything to do with them. .”

Sun Chanchao also expressed his feelings. Although it has been several years since Tu Zhiqiang's incident, the scene of Tu Zhiqiang being shot still occasionally appeared in Sun Chanchao's mind.

"You're right, we can't touch porcelain with stones." Wang nodded emphatically. He didn't expect Sun Chanchao to have this awareness. You must know that when he knew about it, he was the one who called it the most , kept complaining for Tu Zhiqiang.

But it doesn't seem surprising when you think about it, there are very few men who don't change. Most men, after having a family, wife, and children, will gradually become mature, and will no longer be as impulsive as they were when they were young.

(End of this chapter)