Not only Feng Yue, the studio that was originally affiliated with Honghuang Magazine has now been independent. Wang Zhong invested a total of 500,000 yuan. Counting Feng Yue's five children, the amount is 100,000 yuan each.

20% of the shares.

After Jin Yueji left, Zhou Bingyi and Hao Dongmei moved out of the provincial party committee compound and moved into Zhou Bingyi's dormitory.

Apart from anything else, Zhou Bingyi did a very good job in terms of integrity.

Time flies, and another year has passed in a blink of an eye.

In early 1992, thanks to Zhou Bingyi's efforts to turn the tide and the unremitting efforts of nearly 10,000 employees, the military factory, which was already on the verge of bankruptcy, finally regained its vitality.

But at this time, Zhou Bingyi became busier, running between the military factory and his family all day long, living a two-point and one-line life.

I don’t even reply to the photograms very much anymore.

Zhou Zhigang's Alzheimer's disease is getting more and more serious. Not only does he not recognize Wang Zhong's family, he doesn't even recognize Zhou Rong and Feng Yue anymore. He only remembers Li Suhua who cursed him all day long, and Zhou Bingyi who was homeless all year round.

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This former eighth-level worker, a master of technology, was the most promising person of his generation.

Now he doesn't even recognize his family, let alone his neighbors. When someone calls him, he will respond, but he will never take the initiative to say hello to others like before. Many times,

He doesn't even know when he has urinated or defecated. He has to wait for someone to smell it before he can deal with it.

And he always runs away at every turn. Fortunately, the people living in Guangzipian are all neighbors. If they see him, they will either send him back directly. If he cannot be sent back, he will be sent to find Li Suhua.

Fortunately, Sister Hu, the nanny hired by Wang Zhong and Zheng Juan, was there to help, otherwise Li Suhua alone would not be able to take care of her.

It's been such a long time, no matter how good Li Suhua's patience is, it has been worn down. As long as you stay a little closer to old Zhou's house, you can basically hear Li Suhua scolding Zhou Zhigang every day.

To be able to turn such a good-tempered Li Suhua into what he is now shows how attractive Zhou Zhigang is now.

On this day, the weekend, Zhou Bingyi finally finished a period of busy work and finally thought of his parents who still lived in Guangzipian.

I called the driver and drove back to Guangzipi. The streets were generally the same as when I was a child. Some of the houses had been renovated, some were simply tidied up, but there were also many that were just vacant and had not been lived in for a long time.

In the past, on weekends, the streets were filled with children running around and men and women riding bicycles.

However, with the reform and opening up and the rapid economic development, most of these young people living at the bottom of the city chose to leave Jichun and go to the southern coastal areas.

A small number of people entered densely populated urban areas and started doing small business from dawn to dusk.

But most of them do hard work.

"Every time I come here, I feel something is different." Zhou Bingyi looked through the car window and looked at the scenes on both sides of the car with a lot of emotion in his heart.

Although the streets and buildings have not changed much, the speed and extent of changes brought about by human changes are far greater than the changes of time.

...The driver smiled and said, "I see nothing has changed!"

The driver was a young man, about twenty years old, who had just returned from the army. He was the captain of the military factory fleet. He was a smart, upright, and hard-working young man.

Zhou Bingyi didn't say anything. The driver was still young and not experienced enough, so he might not be able to understand these things if they were told to him.

After a while, the car arrived near Lao Zhou's house.

"Small section, okay! Just stop here. I'll walk a section by myself. You go back first and pick me up downstairs at my house the day after tomorrow." As he spoke, Zhou Bingyi had already opened the car door and got out of the car.

"Secretary Zhou!" Xiao Duan, the driver, quickly got out of the car and stood by the door and asked, "Aren't you going to use the car tomorrow? How are you going home?"

Zhou Bingyi smiled and said, "No, you should go back quickly. It's just in time to have a good rest these two days. Didn't your wife just give birth? Take advantage of these two days to spend time with your wife and children."

"Thank you, Secretary Zhou!" Xiao Duan, the driver, had a bright smile on his face and was quite touched.

"Okay, go back quickly, your wife and children are still waiting at home." Zhou Bingyi said with a smile.

Xiao Duan drove away happily. As the leader's special driver, although he didn't usually drive out much, he had to be on standby at all times.

At this time, there was not much distance left from Lao Zhou's house at the end of the street, only a few hundred meters away.

Zhou Bingyi was walking along the roadside, and most of the people he met were elderly people. Along the way, he didn't even meet a single child chasing and playing in the street.

A lady with silver hair and a stooped figure came out of the house carrying a wooden basin. She was about to pour the water out the door when she saw Zhou Bingyi.

"Bingyi?" The aunt was very surprised when she saw Zhou Bingyi.

"Aunt Wu!" Zhou Bingyi greeted the aunt with a smile.

"Come back to see your parents?" Aunt Wu asked.

"Well! Come back and see!"

"Your mother and Chunyan's mother just came back from buying vegetables from the market not long ago. If you go now, she should be at home." Aunt Wu reminded her enthusiastically.

"Thank you Aunt Wu, I will go back first."

"go Go!"

Watching Zhou Bingyi's leaving figure, the smile on Aunt Wu's face gradually disappeared, she shook her head, sighed, and walked back with the basin in hand.

"Who is it?" A rather loud voice came from the room.

Aunt Wu shouted into the room, "The boss of the old Zhou family, Bingyi."

"Boss of the Zhou family?" The door curtain was opened, and an old man with a goat's beard on his chin, silver-white beard and hair, and a wrinkled face walked out of the house with a cigarette rod in his hand.

He glanced at Zhou Bengyi's retreating back with squinted eyes.

"Just one person?" the old man asked subconsciously and doubtfully.

Aunt Wu was washing the wooden basin in the corner of the room, "Just him."

The old man shook his head, bowed and tapped the cigarette rod on the sole of his shoe. He took out a handful of shredded tobacco from the small bag near the cigarette holder and stuffed it into the mouth of the pipe. "It's not a good thing if I say this kid is too promising."

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"Hey!" Aunt Wu also sighed and said, "No."

"I would say that Lao Zhou's life has been worthwhile. His eldest son is a big leader in the government office, his daughter is a university teacher, and his younger son is not bad either. He is the boss of a construction company. I heard he is worth hundreds of thousands."

..."What's the use? Lao Zhou is like this. He still doesn't see his two sons a few times throughout the year, so he hires a nanny. The rest is left to Bingkun's mother alone, and her grandchildren.

I won’t come back either.”

"If you ask me, Lao Zhou's life is not as good as ours. At least our sons and grandchildren still know how to come back to visit us every three days."

"So, it's useless if this kid is too promising."

"Who says it isn't?"

"At our age, we still have a few years to live, and what we want is to be reunited with our children and grandchildren!"

The old man suddenly changed his voice and said, "But you can't say that! The children have a bright future, the ancestors are honored, and the old Zhou family also has glory in their faces."

"I just feel sorry for Bingkun's mother. She has worked hard for most of her life, and now her children have become successful. Except for the time when she followed Bingkun, she doesn't seem to enjoy any blessings."

The old couple talked to each other one by one.

Similar words often appear in the mouths of neighbors in Guangzhou.

As he was approaching his old house, Zhou Bingyi suddenly heard a cursing voice. Although it was not loud, the sound was very familiar.

The direction of the sound was from my old house.

"Mom!" Zhou Bingyi walked to the door of the courtyard and looked at Li Suhua, who was standing in the courtyard with her waist inserted and a helpless expression on her face, cleaning up on the ground with a broom and dustpan, and couldn't help but shout first.

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Hearing the sound, Li Suhua subconsciously followed the direction of the sound and looked toward the courtyard door, and happened to see Zhou Bingyi who opened the courtyard door and walked into the courtyard.

"Bingyi?" Li Suhua shouted in surprise, her face that was originally clouded suddenly turned clear.

"Why are you here?" The sudden surprise made Li Suhua forget to clean up the big pile of dark yellow things on the ground.

"Isn't it the weekend? I haven't been busy lately, so I came over to see you and dad. Dongmei has to go to work during the day, and she will come directly after get off work in the evening."

As he was talking, a familiar stench hit his nostrils. Zhou Bingyi frowned subconsciously and moved his eyes to see the large dark yellow rice field not far from Li Suhua's feet.

Looking at her eldest son's eyes, Li Suhua quickly explained, "Your dad! He is getting more and more stupid now. He refuses to go to the toilet even though it is right next to him. He comes to the courtyard every time."

While talking, Li Suhua had quickly covered the rice fields on the ground with crushed cinders. Then he picked up the shovel and shoveled it up. There was still a lot left on the ground. He covered it with cinders again and used the shovel hard.

Pat it, then sweep it into the dustpan with a broom.

"My dad..." Looking at his mother's countless actions in front of him, Zhou Bingyi felt a burst of sadness, followed by shame and self-blame.

"Mom! My dad..."

Before Zhou Zhigang finished speaking, Sister Hu, wearing an apron, walked out of the house, carrying a thick plastic bucket filled with crushed cinders.

"Auntie, you told me that I will take care of it, just go and take care of the old man." As she spoke, Sister Hu also noticed Zhou Bingyi, "Bingyi is back."

Li Suhua said, "It's smelly and ugly, please clean it up as soon as possible!"

…"I'll do it!"

"Okay, you do the rest, and I'll wash the old man off."

Sister Hu took the broom and dustpan from Li Suhua's hand, cleaned up all the cinders on the ground, poured them into a plastic bucket, and went out with the plastic bucket.

Yoneda is different from other garbage. This stuff has a strong smell and must be disposed of immediately.

Fortunately, the public toilets are not far from here, so it is convenient to handle them.

"Mom! Where is my dad?"

"It's in the toilet!" Li Suhua became very angry when she mentioned Zhou Zhigang. "This old guy is really going against people. Not only did he defecate in the courtyard, but he also got all wet in his pants."

Zhou Bingyi walked to the northwest corner of the yard, opened the bathroom door, and saw Zhou Zhigang sitting naked in a large basin. Most of the basin was filled with water. Zhou Zhigang sat cross-legged with a smile on his face, looking very happy.

There was a pair of dark trousers and a pair of underwear with some dark yellow stains on the ground next to them. Such a simple picture, but in Zhou Bingyi's eyes, it was like a bolt from the blue, making him feel so excited.

The complacency that had just arisen because the military factory had achieved initial results was completely wiped out.

At this moment, Zhou Bingyi's heart was filled with unprecedented shock.
To be continued...