The years of red flags

Chapter 34 The Annunciation Quote
Zhong Yuemin danced and said, "It's a big happy event. Our Zhong family's ancestral grave has to emit green smoke to have such a happy event."

"Then say it out, and let your father be happy too."

Jiang Hua didn't speak. Since Zhong Yuemin is so active, let him have the chance to perform.

With Jiang Hua's approval, Zhong Yuemin said excitedly: "Brother Hua, I designed an engineering shovel by myself, and I took it to the Red Star Steel Rolling Plant for processing. His uncle's keen eyes recognized the bead, and he took a fancy to it at a glance. The General Staff and the Ministry of Industry agree that it is a good thing, mass production has already begun, and it has been deployed in troops, and the organization has given credit to Brother Hua."

"Hey, this is really good news, Jiang Hua, Dad is really happy. You are only 17 years old, and you are already able to contribute to the country. Presumably your parents are in heaven, and you can also get comfort."

Zhong Yuemin's tone suddenly became low: "Dad, I'd have forgotten if you didn't tell me, brother Hua's surname is not Zhong, it should be his family's ancestral grave that smoked."

Jiang Hua said with a smile: "One family does not speak two different languages. My name is Jiang Hua, and I am also Zhong Shanyue's son."

Zhong Shanyue smiled and nodded: "I like to hear that. I, Zhong Shanyue, have a son like you. It is also a kind of happiness for me to meet my seniors now."

Zhong Yuemin danced and said: "That's right, I was wrong. Brother Hua and I are a family. Dad, do you know that Brother Hua's meritorious service is not the biggest good news."

Zhong Shanyue asked with interest: "Is there any other happy event, bigger than this?"

Zhong Yuemin suddenly lowered his voice, looked around realistically, and then said: "The leader knows Brother Hua, and the old man praised Brother Hua himself, and even wrote him a letter."

"Really, really?"

Even Zhong Shanyue, who was used to the hail of bullets, couldn't calm down anymore. The leader's handwritten letter, Zhong Shanyue had devoted half his life to the organization, and he had never received the leader's calligraphy. His son was worth it.

Jiang Hua took out a box from his satchel. When he opened the box, there was a layer of oil paper on the left and a layer on the right, and a layer of cotton cloth at the end. After uncovering everything, it was the leader's personal letter.

Zhong Shanyue's hands trembled, and he wanted to take the envelope several times, but he was afraid that the trembling hands would destroy the envelope, so he endured it several times.

After a while, Zhong Shanyue calmed down and stopped trembling. Then he picked up the envelope, took out the letter paper, and read the letter word by word.

"Good, good, good, Hua Zi, the leader personally encourages you, you must be a person who is useful to the people, the country, and the organization."

After that, Zhong Shanyue was in a daze of happiness, and he didn't even remember what Zhong Yuemin said to him, but the smile on his face never stopped.

No matter how excited you are, life has to go on, but no one has raised Jiang Hua as a genius. Except for the rewards from his superiors, the only thing that makes Jiang Hua happier is his parents' work unit, which raised his living expenses by another ten dollars. It is this child who is promising, and they are proud of the security front.

These days, because Zhong Yuemin didn't go out very much, Jiang Hua didn't see Yuan Jun and Zheng Tong very much. The last time Yuan Jun said he wanted to make money, there was nothing to say.

Zhong Yuemin is not reading books every day, but practicing martial arts. Since he decided to do it himself, Zhong Yuemin began to learn free fighting from Jiang Hua. He has a foundation in wrestling since he was a child.

Zhong Yuemin stopped wandering around, but Jiang Hua liked to wander around, mainly because there were treasures all over the place. He has been haunting various consignment shops and recycling stations, collecting a lot of good things.

Those who don't look good and are valuable will be dealt with to Mr. Boring. I don't know where this old man got the money. Jiang Hua guesses that he also has a way to digest it, and he doesn't eat alone.

Today, Jiang Hua is preparing to go to the commissioned store in Xizhimen, because this commissioned store is relatively large, and he has never visited it before, so it is estimated that he can gain a lot.

Seeing that they were about to reach the door, they saw Yuan Jun and Zheng Tong coming out of the store, holding something in their hands, tightly wrapped in furskin.

Yuan Jun kept cursing and swearing, as if he was complaining about Zheng Tong, and Zheng Tong was not a good person, the two of them were noisy, but they held tightly in their hands and refused to let go at all.

At this time, a middle-aged man in a Chinese tunic suit came up to make trouble, and Zheng Tong handed the furoshiki bottle to the middle-aged man.

This guy looked up and down, over and over again, but didn't speak, but asked Zheng Tong to call the price.

Zheng Tong gritted his teeth and stretched out three fingers. Before he could speak, a voice suddenly shouted, "Five hundred."

The guy in the tuxedo was not happy, he pointed to Jiang Hua and said, "There is no such thing as you, we are talking here, what's the matter if you cross a stick, do you understand the rules, I don't want it." Only then can you bid."

Zheng Tong and Yuan Jun called Brother Hua politely, and the person on the other side reacted: "Oh, you are together, can you bid on their behalf?"

Zheng Tong and Yuan Jun nodded at the same time. The man in the tunic suit took a look at the bottle again, then handed it over regretfully and said, "Five hundred? It's not worth it."

Jiang Hua took the bottle and said, "Look, Chongzhen official kiln Yuhuchun, this quality will not cost you more than five hundred, besides, it will definitely increase after a few years."

The man in the tunic suit said unwillingly: "Then I still have to take the risk. There are a lot of these things that can be placed casually now."

"Bean eaters are afraid of bean curd. If you are afraid, you would wander around outside the consignment shop with your bags in your hands. Isn't it just to take advantage of the low price?"

The man in the tunic suit knew that he had met his opponent, so he took the bottle from Zheng Tong's hand and looked at it carefully.

"Four hundred."

Jiang Hua said bluntly, "Four hundred and nine."

"Four hundred and three."

"Four hundred and eight."

After some haggling, the final deal was four hundred and sixty. The man in the tuxedo stuffed the bottle into his bag, looked around and left in a hurry.

Yuan Jun excitedly counted the big black ten in his hand. Since he can remember, he has never touched so much money. His adrenaline is now in a state of soaring.

Zheng Tong had no money, so he asked, "Brother Hua, what are you doing here?"

Jiang Hua pointed to the man in the tuxedo who left in a hurry and said, "I will do whatever he is doing."

Zheng Tong asked curiously: "You also accept these things?"

"Zheng Tong, you can be regarded as a scholar. You shouldn't have said this from your mouth. Those young generals said that it should be abolished, so is it really abolished? This is the crystallization of the civilization of our flower planting family's long history. , it’s art, it’s many times higher than those Westerners’ stuff.”

　Chapter 28 Failed to lift the ban, let's make persistent efforts

　　
　
(End of this chapter)