It’s No Use Calling Me Mom

"Oops! Dayuan, brother, you are really a noble and forgetful." The fat man laughed and said to his family: "I have a huge head, don't you remember?"

This unusual name awakened Peng Dayuan's memory, he slapped his forehead: "I remember it, big head! We used to be temporary workers in the mechanical and electrical power plant together."

The "temporary workers" mentioned by Peng Dayuan are not the same as temporary workers in the general sense. Many units have their own fixed temporary workers because the quota of regular workers cannot be approved. This kind of temporary workers They are all long-term and stable jobs, and the benefits are slightly worse than that of regular workers. After working for a long time, they can also become regular workers.

The "temporary workers" that Peng Dayuan and the others are doing are incomparable to this kind of temporary workers. To be precise, what they are doing should be "short-time odd jobs". Some units have unexpected situations If there is more urgent work, which is not the job of the employees of the unit, the person in charge will find the sub-district office where the unit is located, and the comrades of the sub-district office will coordinate the unemployed people in the area to do the work. Qingqing did this in the first place.

These "short-time part-time jobs" are hard, tiring and low-paying, but as long as life at home can be lived, few are willing to do it, Peng Dayuan didn't marry Miao Qingqing In the past, he also relied on these jobs to make a living, and this huge head was the one who often worked with him back then.

Peng Dayuan repeatedly looked at the fat man in front of him. This former worker must have made a fortune, eating fat and big ears and red face. The skinny young man is completely two looks.

Woolen cloth?"

The word fortune deeply stabbed Peng Dayuan's heart. Since taking over the class of Miao's father, Peng Dayuan has lived a good life without lack of food, drink and money. His salary His income is quite good among ordinary workers in this city. His burden is light and he doesn't have much sense of responsibility. Everyday he eats and drinks as much as he wants. In the entire Tiexi District, there are not many more handsome than him.

He had to share the little pension with him, so he could be considered a poor man, and the word "making a fortune" had nothing to do with it.

"I can't compare to you, brother." Peng Dayuan laughed dryly, took out a cigarette and handed it to Huge's head: "I'm old, I can only eat idle meals at home when I retire."

Peng Dayuan's cigarette was handed to him, the huge head glanced at Peng Dayuan's hand, took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket and knocked it twice on the back of his hand: "That's right, what? Call it a leisurely meal?"

He knocked a few cigarettes out of the cigarette case and stuck his head out, and then handed them to Peng Dayuan: "Brother, you are used to smoking your own, try mine today."

The golden thread on the cigarette filter shone in the sun. Peng Dayuan was an old smoker. He was very familiar with the various brands and prices of cigarettes. One of his cigarettes was more expensive than his own box, so he took one and stuck it in his mouth with a smile, and took another and pinned it to his ear.

Retirement wages and enjoyment at home, life will be smooth and safe, how comfortable, just like us, when it’s time to retire and have grandchildren, we have to run around outside, and if you don’t work a day, you will have no money, not to mention, you may pay when The claws are clean."

Peng Dayuan stretched out his hand to hold the small flame on the lighter with one hand, and then leaned over with the hand of the huge head to light the cigarette in his mouth. Lighter half in hand.

The silver metal body is thick and smooth. The body is embedded with golden metal to form complex patterns and foreign letters. The whole lighter reveals a kind of "I am very expensive" The temperament, and the two dollars a piece in his pocket, the lighter with the gaudy flower pattern painted with paint on the thin iron sheet is not a species of the world at all.

After lighting Peng Dayuan's cigarettes, Huge head put away his lighter and opened his long leather coat, and put the big brother into the leather case on the belt, waiting for the fat man to put the big brother away, close The leather jacket that was lifted up was pushed out a big bulge by the huge machine, which looked like a brick was pinned to the waist.

After a circle, and then slowly spit out with a long sigh: "Brother, you are developed, what business have you been doing all these years?"

In the past few years, the businessmen were all following the "capitalist" line, "the lackeys of Western capitalists", and they were class enemies who needed to be knocked down and set foot on the ground with 10,000 feet. One of the five types of black who needs to be often pulled to "correct the line of thought", this huge head is the son of the five types of black, and he has been a pawnshop since his grandfather came to their house.

Policies have changed in recent years, and everyone in business is shaking. Even Miao Qingqing has opened a large company and a large factory. This big head seems to be doing well.

"Oh, the ancestral business is not in line with the policy, and now I can only do some small business." The huge head pointed to the squeaking tape recorder in the park: "Just sell the tapes used in the tape recorder. , Small business, not earning much money, can't compare to a regular worker like you, old brother."

My monthly retirement salary will only be 200 yuan, and it is estimated that 20,000 yuan can’t hold it for this huge head. Ahaha, I walked over and talked about old things from decades ago.

The two who hadn't seen each other for decades talked about the past, and they talked quite speculatively. , when I was working, my old brother took care of me a lot, and I haven't seen you for many years, and today we have to get drunk and have a rest."

When we were working together, I don't remember if I took care of Peng Dayuan, but he liked the word drunkenness. Deadlifted into a newly opened upscale restaurant on the street.

The huge head ordering food also showed an "explosive" air like his clothes. The old man accompanied a table of good dishes and drank a warm wine.

Good wine and good food made up for the estrangement caused by not seeing him for many years. When they were in Tiexi's small courtyard, the two were as close as brothers who grew up wearing open-crotch pants.

Peng Dayuan doesn't seem to have been so happy to eat and drink since he retired. He used to eat and drink often, but his salary is limited. It's different at night. The wine was a high-end wine that he was reluctant to buy. Peng Dayuan tasted most of the dishes for the first time in his life. The stack of banknotes thrown out by his huge head at the checkout also made his blood pressure rise.

Peng Dayuan used the half-drunk spirit to hold the old brother who was taking him home and not let him go.

The old brother comforted him with a big tongue: "What's the difficulty, this, what can be difficult these days, all kinds of cloth and food stamps are invalid, yes, if you have money, you can't buy anything. , son, my daughter-in-law is disobedient, let my nephew leave and re-marry another one, no, no, as long as there is money, big, big little girls are waiting to be married."

Peng Dayuan sighed with a wry smile: "It's not that easy, **** him, he has made mistakes and squatted in the bureau, this daughter-in-law was exchanged for him by me. , I really left, but where can I find him a daughter-in-law again?"

"Brother, you, you just can't stand it, as long as you have money, it's not a problem." The huge head with a big tongue said nonsense: "Brother, me, if I leave , divorced, can, can marry a 20-year-old girl, you, do you believe it?"

This Peng Dayuan really believes, don't look at the huge head and he is not a few years old, but if this old man is really rich, it is not difficult for him to marry a little girl as his wife, there is a food factory next to him. Didn't the factory manager find a Xiaomi younger than his daughter?

"The key is that you don't have money." Peng Dayuan sighed: "How can you compare with my brother, you are developed, you have tens of thousands of dollars in clothing, and a meal is someone else's salary for a month, your nephew Because of that, he can't even find a reliable job, where can he make money?"

The huge head didn't answer this, and he got drunk and pulled out his big brother to call the paging station to leave a message. The little girl knocked on the door of Peng's courtyard.

"Yanyan, come!" The huge head with a big tongue waved to the little girl: "Brother, I met an old brother I haven't seen in a long time, and I got excited and drank, today I'm not going home, go to your place."

"Really?" The little girl did not shy away from the presence of the Peng family and her son, and happily took the arm of the huge head, wishing to wrap her body around the huge head: "It's been a long time, brother. Looking for me, Yanyan misses you to death."

"Want to kill me?" Huge head laughed and hugged Yanyan's waist and touched her ass: "You want to kill my money, right?"

"Disgusting! How can you say that, brother, you are blinding people's sincerity towards you." Yanyan stomped her feet and acted coquettishly, shaking her huge head so dizzy she almost fell out of Peng's house Fall off the wooden chair.

Yanyan didn't want to stay in this poor house anymore, she was obsessed with the big head and wanted to go, the big head left her eldest brother's number to Peng Dayuan: "Brother, listen to me Yes, these days, looking for a job can't make money. If you want to make money, you have to do business. If my nephew wants to learn to do business, I will take him with you. If you have money, You can buy anything. Yes, isn't it, Yanyan?"