Chapter 154

There were still a few days before Wei Ming had to go to work. He originally wanted to spend these days accompanying his family, but his grandmother felt that consumption in the big city was too high, and going out once would cost a lot of money. Although her grandson could earn it, she didn't feel secure spending it.

So after seeing the doctor and shopping for a day, and seeing the great man, the satisfied old lady pestered to return to Gouzi Village. Once in the countryside, she could help raise chickens, feed pigs, and sew clothes.

Plus Xiao Hong was about to start school, so Wei Ming didn't stop them again. On the last day, he exchanged more than three hundred yuan of overseas remittance coupons and took his grandmother and the others to visit an overseas Chinese store for the first time, buying some food, toys, and daily necessities that they didn't usually see.

Although exchanging these Hong Kong dollars for RMB on the black market would definitely be more cost-effective than following the official exchange rate to exchange for overseas remittance coupons, what Wei Ming lacked most was RMB. He donated a thousand, went to Sichuan and Yunnan, and still had more than 5000.

So he would rather exchange for overseas remittance coupons to enjoy the rich and colorful material life.

On this day, Xiao Hong, Yunyun, and the others learned about chocolate for the first time, knew the taste of cola, and saw a bra. Although they didn't buy it, it was an eye-opener.

Lao Lao Lao Wei looked at those color TVs, refrigerators, and washing machines, feeling that earning money was never enough. He told his wife: "When the village has electricity, we'll set up a set too!"

Xu Shufen: "That will cost a lot of money, can't spend our son's money anymore."

Lao Lao Lao Wei: Then I can spend my father's, who doesn't have overseas relations!

The next day, Lao Lao Lao Wei and his group boarded the bus to the train station with big and small bags. Lao Lao Lao Wei asked him to send them to the Nanmen bus station.

The last conversation between father and son was still about the old man in Hong Kong.

"If he replies to you, remember to copy one and mail it back to me... Forget it, better not, I'm afraid in case people in the village see it." Speaking to the end, Lao Lao Lao Wei waved his hand.

Wei Ming: "I will bring your concern for him!"

Watching the bus take his relatives away, Wei Ming felt a sense of loss. He didn't know when he would return home next time.

Mei Wenhua also waved vigorously at the bus. Just passing the Nanmen, he saw it and insisted on helping with the luggage, his eyes still stealing glances at Yunyun.

Fortunately, he still remembered the unlucky guy who was less than 1.6 meters tall, and didn't even say a word to Xu Yunyun, just pure appreciation.

The two were just reluctant to part when someone suddenly called them from across the road.

"Brother Feng, sister-in-law! You're back from your hometown." It turned out to be North Northern Qiao Feng and South Southern Murong.

"When did you get back?" Northern Qiao Feng chatted enthusiastically with Wei Ming.

They talked as they walked. Wei Ming felt that Sister Southern Murong seemed a bit different, but couldn't tell where.

She followed them back to the dormitory. Biaozi was lying on the bed resting. Brother Feng happened to announce one thing: "From now on, your sister-in-law will work at the school hospital!"

"Ah, that's great, you two finally don't have to live in two places!" The three little brothers were sincerely happy for their big brother.

Northern Qiao Feng added: "So I'll trouble you guys to help move later. The school assigned a tube building room to the two of us."

Biaozi said excitedly: "Assigned a room so soon, that's great!"

Brother Feng waved his hand: "This isn't an assignment, it's just considering my many years of seniority, and your sister-in-law has a baby in her belly, understanding our difficulties, so let us live there first. We'll talk about assignment opportunities later."

Wei Ming suddenly realized. He knew where Sister Southern Murong was different. She felt much more stable. It's different when you're going to be a mother, unlike Sister Lin, who, although not young, still has a very girlish feeling.

Next, without letting Southern Murong touch anything, the four big guys moved Brother Feng's belongings away. During the vacation, their injuries were almost healed.

The bed that was empty after Brother Feng left wasn't used by anyone. He let Wei Ming put his letters on the bed and in the cabinet, which relieved Wei Ming's urgent need.

The apartment room assigned to Brother Feng and his wife was in the 16th Building, not far from the big canteen and the Triangle Area. It had three floors, no kitchen, and no separate bathroom. There was a bathroom at each end of each floor.

The corridor was the kitchen. At this time, they still had to burn honeycomb coal.

As for their room, it probably wasn't even ten square meters. After putting a bed and a table, there wasn't much room left to stand.

These conditions were very difficult, but after all, it was a small world belonging to themselves, no need to live in a multi-person dormitory anymore. The couple was very satisfied.

After another month, Southern Murong planned to lift the ban on Northern Qiao Feng.

Brother Feng insisted on treating the three brothers to lunch. Wei Ming agreed, but indicated that the faculty canteen would be fine. After having children in the future, the couple would have many places to spend money.

The faculty canteen was cheap, and a few people could eat well for two yuan.

In addition, Wei Ming had to treat the guys on duty at the Nanmen post to dinner in the evening, and would call Brother Feng and Biaozi and the others then.

Hearing that Wei Ming wanted to treat so many people at once, Mei Wenhua calculated and finally sighed: "Why is earning money so easy for you."

Biaozi: "Brother Ming is not only a writer now, but also a musician. This talent is indeed incomparable. My mother often hums 'On the Fields of Hope' now."

Wei Ming waved his hand: "Musicians don't earn much money either. I'd better focus on writing my own novels."

Five sets of lyrics and four compositions earned a total of 90 yuan and a cassette tape, so there are no independent musicians now, they are all in public institutions.

Actually, it's not that writing songs doesn't make money, it's just that writing songs in the mainland doesn't make much money, but it's different in Hong Kong.

He didn't know much about the price of writing songs in Hong Kong, but a lyric paired with a melody shouldn't be less than a thousand Hong Kong dollars, and he remembered that lyricists and composers in Hong Kong could enjoy record dividends.

Wei Ming, who originally only wanted to reply to his grandfather, began to think of the little girl named A Min again. He hadn't thrown the letter away yet.

Just as he was thinking, someone walked toward him with a rice basin.

"Master!" Wei Ming greeted Liu Shi Wenjie.

Liu Wenjie sat with them with a smile: "You kid finally came back, I have good news here." Wei Ming guessed immediately: "Is it news about the car!"

"Yes, you're lucky, someone really wants to sell. If you have time and money, we can go take a look."

"Have time!" Biaozi answered on his behalf.

Hearing that Wei Ming was going to buy a motorcycle, several men became excited, especially Northern Qiao Feng and Biaozi. The two felt that strong men like them were more suited to mighty motorcycles.

Wei Ming thought differently from them. He just wanted to shorten the time to get into the city.

And even if he bought a house in the city later, if he had to commute for three or four hours every day, would that still be called a home, and what happiness would there be to speak of.

Now he couldn't afford and wasn't qualified to buy a car, so he could only make do with a motorcycle.

"Remember the two communes I told you about that went abroad for exchanges."

"China-Japan Friendship Commune and Sijiqing Commune."

"Among them, Sijiqing Commune is responsible for supplying vegetables to our school. Being able to eat green vegetables in winter is thanks to them."

Wei Ming nodded. Sijiqing Commune started building greenhouses more than 20 years ago, ending the history of Yanjing people only being able to eat cabbage and radishes in winter.

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Recently, the exchange activities have introduced the latest modern greenhouse technology from Japan, which is an important vegetable basket in the capital, especially in winter, which makes them even more valuable.

Liu Shi said: "I also learned from the canteen master that an old farmer who delivers vegetables at Sijiqing Commune also went for an exchange back then. When they returned, the two communes brought back quite a few cheap motorcycles, but those were commune property. But this old farmer is not simple, and I don't know where he got the money, he privately bought a motorcycle in Japan and brought it back. The quality is even better than the commune's."

Wei Ming: "Master, did you ask him how much?"

Liu Shi raised three fingers.

"Three thousand!"

Mei Wenhua, Zhao Debiao, and Northern Qiao Feng's couple collectively gasped in shock, making Wei Ming feel a burst of warmth.

This figure was a super huge sum in this era, two years' salary for a leader at Wei Pingan's level!

Mei Wenhua said: "We also saw Japanese motorcycles in Guangzhou, people said they were only two thousand yuan."

Wei Ming: "That should be smuggled in, and motorcycles are different from motorcycles, the price difference is very large."

Liu Shi said: "Yes, that's a Suzuki GS400, a famous brand car, and it's well maintained."

Now Japan has four major motorcycle brands, Honda, Suzuki, Kawasaki, Yamaha. The Suzuki GS400 is a twin-cylinder, belonging to a mid-range car, this price is still fair.

Wei Ming didn't hesitate much: "Then when can we go see the car."

Liu Shi: "If you have time now, then now, anyway Sijiqing is not far."

"Alright, who's going?" Wei Ming looked at the big guys.

Brother Feng asked his wife for instructions, and Sister Rong said: "If you want to go, go, anyway, we're not working today."

Wei Ming hurriedly shoveled his food: "Master, please lead the way!"

"Don't rush, I haven't started eating yet."

An hour later, five people rode four vehicles to a village under Sijiqing Commune. On the way, Wei Ming asked about the old farmer's reason for selling the car.

"His son is very promising, a top student in the biology department of Tsinghua University, and is going to study in the United States this year. Although it is a government-funded study, the old man is worried that the child will suffer outside, so he wants to prepare some US dollars for him. He is selling the car to prepare to exchange for foreign currency on the black market."

Black market price, that's four or five hundred US dollars, but for a student, it's already a huge sum, but for a farmer, it's an astronomical figure. Pity the hearts of parents all over the world.

Liu Shi: "Here!"

Outside the courtyard is the greenhouse. This is the first time Wei Ming has seen a greenhouse in this era. They all curiously leaned in to see what was growing inside?

"Don't look, this batch hasn't grown ripe yet." At this time, a stubbly old man appeared behind the five people like a ghost.

Liu Shi turned back and laughed: "Brother Buchun, we are here to see the car."

The old farmer's name is Bu Dachun, looking to be forty or fifty years old.

Bu Dachun had a good eye, seeing the main person at a glance. He said to Wei Ming: "You're the one buying it?"

Wei Ming nodded. It seems his temperament as a rich man simply cannot be hidden.

"Come in."

Entering Bu Dachun's courtyard, they didn't see the motorcycle immediately. It wasn't until they entered the house that they saw a silver-white motorcycle.

It turns out this car eats and lives with Bu Dachun. No wonder it's so well maintained.

Bu Dachun politely declined the Da Qianmen Wei Ming handed over, puffing on his pipe.

"3000 yuan, no bargaining."

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