1980s: He was picked up and brought home as a son-in-law

Chen Jianshe went out to the toilet and saw Zhao Xiaoqiang sitting on the ground like he had lost his soul. He saw his back in the distance and understood what was going on.

He walked over to Zhao Xiaoqiang and helped him up, brushing the dirt off his body.

"Come on, go in and sit for a while."

Chen Jianshe handed Zhao Xiaoqiang a towel after entering the room.

"Wipe your face, Xiaoqiang, did you go to ask the village chief for help?"

Zhao Xiaoqiang nodded, then shook his head.

"You act like a man. If you don't stand up at this time, who can you rely on? Your sister or your brother?"

Zhao Xiaoqiang forced himself to cheer up, smiled bitterly and shook his head:"Grandpa Chen, the village chief left before he even finished listening to me...."

Zhao Xiaoqiang felt aggrieved for some reason when he spoke of this. He had no relatives or friends with Zhou Feng, and he didn't know where this grievance came from.

"Oh? What's going on? Does he still remember the stupid things you did before?"

No wonder Chen Jianshe thought of this. In his impression, Zhou Feng has always been very gentle to others. Even if he didn't agree to help, he wouldn't be so abnormal.

Zhao Xiaoqiang was a little hesitant. After being reminded by Chen Jianshe, he was a little unsure. Could it be that the factory director still hated him?

Chen Jianshe thought about it and rejected this idea. Zhou Feng was not such a petty person. If he really hated Zhao Xiaoqiang, he would not have kept him at all. He could just drive him out. Out of sight, out of mind.

"Tell me in detail what happened?"

After Zhao Xiaoqiang finished telling the story, Chen Jianshe sighed and pointed at him with his finger.

"You...What can I say to you?"

Looking at Zhao Xiaoqiang's immature and confused face, Chen Jianshe said:"You are not going to ask for help, you are going to make an enemy."

Zhao Xiaoqiang was shocked. He didn't want to make an enemy with Zhou Feng. Since he got the job in the antenna factory, his family's life has been much better than before. He was grateful.

"Grandpa Chen I..."

"Aren't you going there to make an enemy?"

Seeing Zhao Xiaoqiang nod, he continued,"This is a conversation between us father and son. Let me be frank. If you are going there to thank someone, then your kowtow represents your feelings, but what does it mean if you kneel in front of someone to beg them?"

"Didn't Zhou Feng ask you to stand up and talk properly? Are you stupid because of the opera? If you don't agree, you should kneel down until you agree?"

"Are you begging or forcing me?"

Zhao Xiaoqiang was speechless. He suddenly realized what was going on and felt that he was too stupid. He didn't think too much at the time. He was just desperate and wanted to show his sincerity. He didn't expect that he would make things worse.

"Grandpa Chen, I understand. Thank you."

Zhao Xiaoqiang bowed to Chen Jianshe, opened the door and ran out.

Zhou Feng originally planned to go back and pack some clothes and leave, but he didn't expect Tian Qiushan and Chen Guixiang to pack two big bags for him, one bag of clothes and one bag of food.

Chen Guixiang specially got up and baked a pot of pancakes and put them in.

Zhou Feng was a little amused and wanted to refuse. Seeing Chen Guixiang walking around the room looking for something else to take, Zhou Feng couldn't say no, and he was also a little moved. He had no parents in his previous life, but he had nominal parents in this life, but it was Tian Qiushan and his wife who really made him feel the warmth of home.

Tian Qiushan had already harnessed the ox cart and sent Zhou Feng to the county.

Chen Guixiang didn't know what was wrong. Knowing that Zhou Feng was going to such a far place and didn't know when he could come back, she felt a little blocked in her heart and didn't stop until she sent him to the village entrance.

Zhou Feng felt a little sour in his heart as he watched the little figure getting farther and farther away. This was a feeling he had never had before.

When they were halfway there, Zhou Feng seemed to hear someone shouting

""Uncle, did you hear someone shouting?"

Tian Qiushan pulled the reins when Zhou Feng asked. He listened carefully and found that it was indeed the voice coming from far behind him.

A minute or two later, a man ran over quickly. It was Zhao Xiaoqiang.

Zhao Xiaoqiang ran to the side of the ox cart, leaned on his knees with both hands and panted heavily, but he did not dare to delay, for fear that Zhou Feng would leave again impatiently.

"factory...factory...Chief, I have something to talk to you about."

Zhou Feng was not surprised that Zhao Xiaoqiang came after him, as Tian Qiushan told him on the way.

As soon as Zhao Xiaoqiang's brother made money, he took his old mother to the provincial capital for a check-up. This time, it was found that there was a tumor in the brain.

The reason for the headache was that the tumor had been pressing on the nerves. The doctor said that the success rate of surgery was 60 to 70 percent, or he could just endure it for two years at most.

Zhao Xiaoqiang wanted to have an operation to remove the tumor. Neuralgia is not something that most people can bear. It is not the same pain as the pain in the bones and flesh, not to mention the pain in the head. Even if he endured it, it would be painful, so he might as well give it a try.

But in the end, the family came back. It was said that the surgery was too expensive, and their newly-found small family could not afford it at all.

"Can you speak properly?"

Zhao Xiaoqiang nodded heavily.

"Come up, you have half an hour."

Zhou Feng didn't mind helping him within his ability, but he definitely didn't want to be a good boy. Zhao Xiaoqiang had to show his value. If he showed too much sympathy to someone who was not related to him, he would only be regarded as a fool.

"Tell me, how much does it cost?"

"Two thousand."

Tian Qiushan, who was driving the car, was shocked by the amount. He didn't expect that an operation would cost so much money.

Zhao Xiaoqiang was a little nervous. He didn't know if Zhou Feng had so much money. Even if he did, he didn't know if he would help him. But he really had no choice. He couldn't watch his mother suffer from the pain every day. It's fine that she has suffered a lifetime of hardship and has no happiness, but in the end she ended up like this. Zhao Xiaoqiang was really unwilling to accept it.

"Why should I help you?"

Looking at Zhou Feng's calm eyes, Zhao Xiaoqiang felt less uneasy and gritted his teeth and said:

"I can do things for you in return"

"You are working in the factory now, which is also considered working for me. According to your current salary, you need to work for five years without eating or drinking to pay back the two thousand yuan."

Zhao Xiaoqiang was speechless. He also understood what Zhou Feng meant. If he borrowed the money, he couldn't pay it back. If he asked for it, he didn't have the capital.

"Director, I can stay with you. I can do anything. You give me food to eat. I will leave when you think I have paid off my debts!"

Zhou Feng laughed dumbly. Although he could feel the sincerity in Zhao Xiaoqiang's words, it was not enough.

"What do I want you to do with me?"

Zhao Xiaoqiang was anxious. He really had no bargaining chips. He had never been to school and his writing was taught by his sister when he was a child.

The only skill he learned was at Zhengfeng Electronics Factory.

"Director, I can run. No child in my village can outrun me."

"Director, I can shoot a gun, and I can shoot accurately. Before I came to our factory, I was the best shooter in the militia company. If you don't believe me, ask Uncle Tian. Uncle Tian, right?"

Tian Qiushan nodded. This is true. This kid is really clever in this aspect. He has used guns less in the past two years. The production team would conduct drills all the time. Zhao Xiaoqiang, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, has a shooting skill that makes Zheng Bo, the militia company commander, applaud and often sigh that this kid was born in the wrong era.

Zhou Feng was moved when he heard this. This is really a specialty.