Wen Ye returned to the smelting plant community. Although the Tomb-Sweeping Day holiday had passed, except for a small number of employees of the smelting plant that had ceased production, most of them were still living in poverty on the monthly relief fund of more than 100 yuan.

They were afraid that if the factory was revived like Yi Jian, they would not prioritize it if they had work to do outside.

So the yard of the smelting plant was full of people with nothing to do, playing chess, cards, chatting and bragging, and women gathered around doing needlework and talking about the problems of the boss and the west,——

This black BMW entered the community and shocked everyone. Although Wen Ye also drove in a few days ago when he came back and shocked everyone who saw that scene, it did not prevent the crowd from being shocked again today.

I heard that this car is worth 600,000 to 700,000 yuan. What does 600,000 to 700,000 yuan mean? You must know that they are now laid off and receiving relief funds, which only costs 1,560 yuan a year, so it is calculated as 600,000 yuan.

The cost of this car is equivalent to a year's relief fund for 400 employees of the smelting plant.

Or there is a more intuitive and scary algorithm. The cost of this car is equal to the 400 years of bailout money each of them needs.

It is equivalent to receiving it from the last year of the fifteenth century, the thirteenth year of Hongzhi in the Ming Dynasty, to today!

Everyone clearly knew that this poor boy who had no father or mother and only depended on an old and frail grandmother who picked up rags for his life had become fat!

As for the reason for the announcement, everyone naturally knows that one of this kid’s die-hard brothers, Zhao Changan, is so awesome. Let’s not talk about anything else. He just entered and exited the Xia Wenyang Cement Factory at the beginning of the year and easily got 100 million!

That’s 100 million!

Not to mention 100 million, even 100,000 yuan is an astronomical figure that is elusive and unattainable for almost everyone in this family home!

To be honest, a little leakage from Wen Ye's brother's fingers is enough for them to eat, drink and have fun for the rest of their lives without having to worry about it.

"Xiaoye is back!"

"I heard that you want to reform your house and rebuild it. That's a great thing! If you need help with anything, just tell Auntie, but you're welcome."

"Hua Zi? Boy, you are really shaking now!"

Wen Ye parked his car in front of his courtyard. As soon as he got out of the car, a crowd gathered around him.

Looking at these familiar faces, Wen Ye also called Uncle Zhang, Aunt Li and Grandpa Wang sweetly. In recent years, Wen Ye and his grandma have been collecting the waste products from the smelter's family yard. Although his grandma gave fair prices and never

Even without fake scales, Wen Ye and his grandmother made a lot of money from the waste products produced by these two to three hundred households in a year.

And more importantly, these scraps are collected by Wen Ye after school at noon or on weekends, so there is no need for his grandma to come to pick them up one by one at his age.

Wen Ye chatted with these enthusiastic neighbors for a while at the door, and after letting out a circle of smoke, he was about to go into the yard. His eyes casually glanced at the white-painted courtyard wall, which was full of children's various things.

graffiti.

There are Tiananmen, trains, planes, cannons, red flags, high-rise buildings, and children holding hands,——

Of course, there are also some unsightly insults such as “I’m going to fuck you up so and so” by naming names.

"The walls of your home are too white, and the children sometimes can't help but draw on them."

An aunt was a little embarrassed to explain, because her grandson and granddaughter also graffitied on it.

"It's okay, the painting is pretty good, it looks festive."

Wen Ye smiled and nodded indifferently, took out the key and opened the courtyard door, turned around and said with a smile: "I won't invite everyone into the house, I have to clean it up."

Wen Ye opened the courtyard door ajar, looked at the yard where a lot of weeds had sprouted up, and began to clean it up.

It was almost noon at this time, and every household was lighting up the fire to cook. You could tell which one was stewing meat or which one was frying peppers.

The conditions of his two families are pretty good. One of his family members is a kindergarten teacher in the district, and the other is an employee of the Tiedong Power Plant. In the past, because gay men were usually assigned first in housing allocation, the two of them did not get housing in the kindergarten or the power plant.

Instead, he lived in the smelter family compound which had better conditions at that time.

Thanks to the large-scale real estate construction of Zhuangyuan Mansion, Fuhe Academy, and Taohua Villa in the past two years, district kindergartens and power plants that already have certain economic strength have also begun to enclose land to build their own employee housing.

On the first day back, Wen Ye carried gifts and visited two neighbors' homes. He received a warm welcome and was even given a meal by one family. Moreover, these two families also made it clear that they could help Wen Ye buy a house.

Come down.

First, he went to the kitchen water tank to collect a ladle of water, and then poured it into the pressure well. Wen Ye began to press the water.

Chu Daofeng.

A distant yet familiar name.

When he was a child, he didn't have much memory. He only knew that Chu Daofeng was bitten by a poisonous snake and it was his grandfather who saved him.

When he was six years old, he moved here. In his memory, Factory Manager Chu always came here with gifts to pay New Year greetings every year.

I didn’t eat either, so I just sat in the room and talked to Grandma Wen Ye, had a cup of tea, then left, empty-handed, and went to the home of a colleague in the family courtyard to pay New Year’s greetings.

Every time he left, he gave Wen Ye a red envelope with a brand-new ten-dollar bill in it.

"Wenwen, you have to go to school hard, go to university and take the medical school exam, and become a great doctor like your grandfather."

Almost every year when giving new year's money, Chu Daofeng would sigh like this: "Your grandpa is a good man, and his medical skills are very good!"

At that time, Wen Ye also raised his head and said loudly that he had scored a high score in this exam and that he would definitely go to university and become a great doctor.

Grandma was on the side, smiling with tears in her eyes.

Once, Chu Daofeng brought his son, named Chu Guangwen, and his daughter, named Chu Guangying, nicknamed Guangwen and Guangying, to visit the house to pay New Year's greetings.

Chu Guangwen is three years older than him, and Chu Guangying is the same age as him.

Seeing that little white fat man looking as proud as a swan walking into a henhouse, Wen Ye was annoyed to death.

That Chu Guangying was pretty good. At least he didn't help Wen Ye fight with that little fat guy, and when the little white fat guy was punched by Wen Ye so hard that his nose started to bleed and he started crying, Chu said.

When Feng asked the reason, she told the truth that it was because her brother Chu Guangwen said that Wenwen's house was a garbage dump and it stunk so bad!

At that time, Grandma Wen Ye was so angry that she was trembling. She was about to hit Wen Ye with a broom, but was stopped by Chu Daofeng.

"Aunt, if you hit him, I won't have the shame to stand here. It's my little bastard who is not polite! Chu Guangwen, do you know that your dad used to be responsible for picking up manure in the brigade? You must remember it firmly

, you are a filthy son, and you must remember firmly that the saying that working people are the most glorious is not just in books! Now, you apologize to Wenwen!"

When leaving that day, Chu Daofeng handed Wen Ye a red envelope and said habitually: "Wen Wen, you have to go to school well, go to university and take the medical school exam, and become a great doctor like your grandfather. Your grandfather

He is a good man and his medical skills are excellent!"

Wen Ye was adamant and didn't want it, but after grandma stared at him, he had no choice but to accept it obediently.

And grandma also took out two brand new red envelopes. These were the red envelopes Chu Daofeng gave to Wen Ye every year. His grandma carefully collected the red envelopes, thinking that they might come in handy when giving gifts.

It's just that Wen Ye's family has been in Shancheng City for more than ten years, and no one has notified his family to send gifts, including anything in Wenjia Village, and no one has ever notified his family to return to the village to send gifts.

At that time, Chu Guangying said "Thank you Grandma Wen" and accepted the red envelope. Chu Guangwen, a fat little white guy, had dissatisfaction and disdain hidden in his eyes. He didn't want to accept it. But when he saw the tiger-like old man next to him, he was too scared to dare.

She didn't answer, and reluctantly imitated her sister and said, "Thank you, Grandma Wen."

Then Chu Daofeng, who felt that the thickness of the red envelope was wrong, took it from his daughter's hand and opened it. He found that there was a stack of brand-new ten-yuan bills inside. He said that there were only two red envelopes with ten yuan left, and the others were stuffed into them.

Got Wen Ye.

(End of chapter)
Chapter completed!