SFS Chapter 218: Photos of the Times
Chapter 218: Photos of the Times
A few people ate and drank while chatting, talking about the latest things happening in Shuangshui Village.
It also talks about the changes in the current market and the future of the brick factory.
"Shaoan, the brick factory is now on track, but it is just a small goal of ours. We can do better in the future... My idea is...
…We can open a construction company…contract various construction projects, which can make money on the one hand, and promote the economic development of our Shigejie Commune and even Yuanxi County on the other hand…”
Zhao Dongchuan picked up a peanut, put it in his mouth, chewed it and said.
"Ah... Dongchuan, aren't we taking a big step..."
Sun Shaoan couldn't keep up with Zhao Dongchuan's pace and was a little panicked...
After all, he is just a farmer, and it is already a great honor for him to open a brick factory. He just wants to run the factory well and make money without doing anything... In the future, when he has more money, he will help his parents build a new kiln.
In addition, his younger brother Shaoping also built a new kiln. With all these prepared, he would have no regrets. In the future, he would have a wife and children and a warm bed...
Now he and Xiulian can wake up laughing in their dreams at night. These days are really beautiful.
"Hahaha, Brother Shaoan, we have to become bigger and stronger, not only for ourselves... but also for Shaoping..."
Zhao Dongchuan picked up the wine glass and clinked it with Shaoan and Xiulian, then drank it in one gulp and said.
"What? Is it related to Shao Ping?"
Sun Shaoan drank the wine in the glass in one gulp and asked in confusion with a red face.
"You may not know, but your Shaoping and Xiaoxia are in love..."
"This... Actually, I know a little bit. Shao Ping mentioned Tian Xiaoxia from time to time when he came back from vacation. We are also experienced people, so we all have some guesses...
But what does this have to do with opening a construction company? "
"Hahaha, I'll just say it straight. Look... Tian Xiaoxia's father, Tian Fujun, is now the commissioner of the regional administrative office... He holds a high position of power... In the future, Shao Ping and Xiaoxia will discuss marriage...
If our business becomes bigger, wouldn't it be more helpful to Second Father... And then the gap between the Sun family and the Tian family wouldn't be that big...
They will face less resistance in the future... Of course, I am not saying that Second Dad despises the poor and loves the rich, but what father doesn't want his children to live a better life!"
Sun Shaoan listened quietly. The more he listened, the heavier his heart became, and his expression gradually became serious.
"Ugh……"
He took a sip of the wine, and the hot alcohol slowly fermented in his throat and chest.
He understood. This was the difference in family background, just like what happened between him and Tian Runye before. If they were not a good match, the world would separate them.
Although he missed Runye, he had Xiulian... But he would not allow such a thing to happen again to Shaoping.
"Dongchuan, I want to thank you. If you hadn't enlightened me, Shaoping's future would have been difficult..."
Sun Shaoan said solemnly that he really admired Zhao Dongchuan.
After arranging the matters concerning the brick factory, Zhao Dongchuan took Sun Shaoan to find Bai Mingchuan, the former deputy director of the Xi County Revolutionary Committee, to explain their purpose.
"Okay, okay! We are now vigorously developing the economy. Your idea is very good. We do have a lot of projects to do... and it's not just us, other regions as well..."
In the past two years, Zhao Dongchuan's clothing store and Shuangshui Village's brick factory have become major taxpayers in Yuanxi County.
It is said that they are going to open a clothing factory... and now they are going to open a construction company. Nowadays, people with an annual income of over 10,000 yuan are considered to be remarkable figures, and when they need to be praised and boasted about their wealth, these "super outstanding households" are a great political achievement of Yuanxi County.
Not to mention their relationship with Commissioner Tian, just for the sake of political achievements they must get things done.
In the following days, with the support of Deputy Director Bai Mingchuan and Director Zhang Youzhi, the former Xi County Luyao Garment Factory and Luyao Construction Company were grandly opened one after another.
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Spring goes and autumn comes... winter comes and summer goes... time passes like a white cloud, passing by and never coming back.
In 1982, Zhao Dongchuan and Tian Runye officially graduated after studying at Peking University for four years!
A lot of interesting things happened during the four years of college, and they also met a lot of interesting people...
Of course, there is no bloody plot, everything is so peaceful. During the student days, the learning atmosphere is very strong. The library is full of people, discussing with each other and colliding ideas.
The teachers haven't given serious lectures to students for many years, so they can't hold back and are particularly enthusiastic.
Many teachers even often go to the student dormitories, cross their legs and start talking...
Some interesting things happened during this period.
For example, Zhao Dongchuan and his classmates once debated with seniors from older classes on the school bulletin board.
The blackboard became a battlefield between the two sides, with one side taking over and the other taking the stage.
That year, many of them crowded into a room and watched the "heroic performance of the Chinese Men's Volleyball Team" on a small black-and-white TV.
The Chinese team lost two games in a row, but finally fought back and won three games in a row, finally defeating South Korea with a score of 3 to 2 and qualifying for the World Cup. Everyone shouted "The Chinese team won!"
The students in the surrounding buildings all cheered for this. They shouted various slogans, gathered together, took various musical instruments, and started playing. Although there was no melody, the sincere feelings touched people's hearts.
At that moment, China was boiling!
Countless people shouted "Long live China, long live China!"
Zhao Dongchuan also participated in the school's poetry club and wrote for Tian Runye.
During this period, a teacher who knew about the situation leaked some of his information to the poetry club, causing him to become a celebrity in the school all of a sudden...
His works such as "Love Life", "A Generation", "Facing the Sea, Spring Flowers Blooming" and so on are also widely circulated on campus.
This made him feel a little embarrassed, but in order to maintain his image, he had to "go against his conscience" and publish a few poems.
He also published some novels based on his original memories.
Nowadays, he has already joined the Writers Association and become a member of the Huangyuan District Writers Association and one of the directors.
Naturally, he also became the object of admiration of many girls in Peking University, and they all expressed their admiration that Runye married a talented man.
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"Dongchuan, come here quickly, take a photo..."
A handsome young man with fair skin and delicate features shouted at him.
This person is Zhao Dongchuan’s classmate and roommate Wang Xun.
Li Miao came hurriedly with a book in his hand and pulled Dongchuan.
"Hurry up... everyone is here..."
"go!"
Zhao Dongchuan followed them and walked quickly.
I saw a square full of people, each seated according to their major and class, arranging to take graduation photos.
The girls in the front row sat directly on the grass with their hands on their knees, in the middle were teachers of various subjects and school leaders, and in the back were boys in white shirts who stood on wooden steps.
Following the cameraman's command, everyone sat up straight with smiles on their faces.
"Kacha!"
A black and white photo took shape... Zhao Dongchuan was in the middle of the last row, smiling happily.
This is a snapshot of his time...