Siheyuan: I earned foreign exchange in the heyday

Liu Guangtian walked quickly to Chen Changan and cried, "Brother Changan, I can't stay in this house any longer. I don't know when I will die in our yard if I stay any longer.

I don't want to come back. I want to put an advertisement in the newspaper to sever the father-son relationship with Liu Haizhong.

But I have no money, no place to live, and no job. Please have mercy on me. I will do anything you ask me to do as long as I have a job. I beg you. "

Severing the relationship between father and son is not a trivial matter. So Chen Changan said, "Guangtian, it is not an easy thing to sever the relationship between father and son. You should stay at your friend's house for a few days and think carefully before making a decision."

"I've thought it through!" Liu Guangtian said with a determined look.

Looking at Chen Changan's puzzled eyes, Liu Guangtian continued, "The night before last, I was beaten once. My friend secretly took me to the hospital, and the doctor diagnosed me with a mild concussion.

When I got home, I told Liu Haizhong about it. The doctor said I needed to rest, otherwise I would easily develop a chronic illness in the future.

In the end, they didn't hit me yesterday, they just hit me lightly. But today they started hitting me again, hitting me on the head again.

This time it was even more cruel, he broke my head directly. Brother Changan, what kind of father treats his son like this?"

Chen Changan fell silent after hearing this. He had never seen such a cruel father in his two lifetimes. He must be his biological father.

The neighbors have lived in the yard for decades. If they were not biological relatives, many of them would know about the relationship, but Chen Changan had never heard of such rumors.

Chen Changan is still considering whether to introduce a job to Liu Guangtian.

Another person ran out from the Moon Gate in the Central Plains. It turned out to be Liu Guangfu.

Seeing his brother in the same misfortune as himself, Liu Guangfu hugged Liu Guangtian and cried bitterly.

Liu Guangfu was younger after all, and the second brother couldn't stand the beating and ran away. What should he do if he still hadn't gotten over his anger? Naturally, he would beat the third brother next.

Chen Changan also felt that the second uncle Liu Haizhong was a little too partial, so he said to the Liu Guangtian brothers, "How about this, Guangfu, you take your brother to the hospital first. If there is no problem, come to the motorcycle factory to find me tomorrow and see what you two are suitable for.

As for accommodation, our factory has single dormitories, you can live there first.

Another thing is the issue of severing the father-son relationship that you mentioned just now. When you come out of the hospital, ask the hospital to issue you a certificate, especially the last certificate.

Then take the certificate to the street office to find Director Wang and tell him your idea. "

When Liu Guangtian heard that Chen Changan was willing to introduce him to a job, it meant that he could finally be independent and would no longer have to rely on Liu Haizhong. This time, he and his brother had truly escaped from the sea of ​​suffering.

They kept thanking Chen Changan, and after Chen Changan's repeated urging and with the support of Liu Guangfu, the two brothers finally left the courtyard.

In fact, from the day Chen Changan became the director of the motorcycle factory, he had no intention of introducing people in the yard to the motorcycle factory.

Apart from Yan Jiecheng's matter, the most important thing was that Chen Changan felt there was no need to help.

To be honest, there are no truly poor people in this yard, or rather, there are really extremely poor people who cannot live in this yard.

Just look at the first and second uncles and you will know that these are the ceiling for workers in this era. It is easy to support a whole family with one person's salary.

As for the third uncle who has the same status as them, he can only say that he can only make more than 20 yuan a month. It can only be said that he is deceiving people, otherwise this third uncle has been a teacher for decades in vain.

Chen Changan helped Liu Guangtian and his brother because he couldn't bear it anymore. These two brothers were indeed pitiful.

The current motorcycle factory is no longer the original honeycomb briquettes factory. If the two brothers really want to steal something from the motorcycle factory, it would be difficult as hell.

At the same time, let the second uncle Liu Haizhong have a taste of the first uncle.

The next day, Sunday, the motorcycle factory and the steel rolling mill were both closed.

Chen Changan was still working hard at his desk. He had finished all the drawings and had roughly checked them. Now he was just drawing a sketch of a scooter.

As Chen Changan outlined, the prototype of a scooter commonly seen in later generations gradually emerged.

"Brother, is this also a motorcycle? It's really beautiful."

Chen Changan then turned around and found that it was Xiuhua standing behind him.

Chen Changan was drawing so intently that he didn't even notice his sister was standing behind him.

"Do you think it looks good too? It's not that my brother draws well, but the design of this motorcycle is beautiful."

"I still think your brother's paintings are beautiful. Can you teach me how to draw?"

"Xiuhua wants to learn painting? Big brother can certainly teach you, but before learning to paint, you have to think carefully. Learning to paint is not an easy thing and requires perseverance.

If you work for three days and rest for two days, you won’t be able to learn to draw well.”

"I like painting, and I will definitely persevere."

Looking at Xiuhua's serious expression, I thought that after the reform and opening up, if my sister draws a comic strip or illustrations, she can live happily forever.

As for what to draw? The contents in Chen Changan's mind are enough for his sister to draw for a lifetime.

So he said, "Okay, I'll teach you. Let's start after lunch, okay?"

Xiuhua nodded heavily, turned around and ran to share her joy with her sisters.

He finally finished his scooter sketch before lunch. After lunch, Chen Changan welcomed his three younger sisters, all of whom wanted to learn painting from him.

Anyway, you can teach one or three, and they are all very simple for beginners.

First, I told my three sisters the story of Leonardo da Vinci painting eggs.

So it’s very simple. Take an egg, put it on the table, and under the sunlight outside the window, it will cast a long shadow.

The three sisters sat in different positions and observed eggs of different shapes.

Let’s just draw like this for now and see which of the three sisters has a talent for painting.

When the sun was about to set, Chen Changan checked the paintings of his three sisters. Without a doubt, they were all just drawing circles.

However, I have no basic knowledge of painting and this is my first time drawing, so I can’t find the key points. Let’s stop here today. Next time I can just draw one myself to demonstrate to them.

Chen Changan and his sisters spent a Sunday painting.

Early Monday morning, Chen Changan came to the factory and greeted Liu Binghui, Shi Heping and Sister Hou first.

After all, as the factory director, Chen Changan still needs to let several factory leaders know where he is when he is not in the factory.

As for Lin Liheng, he is now a dispensable and invisible person in the motorcycle factory.

When Liu Binghui learned that Chen Changan was going to the department to report on his work, he knew that Chen Changan was going to do something weird again.

Over the years, the number of times Chen Changan took the initiative to go to the department could be counted on one hand, and every time he went there, he would tell me in advance if there was anything going on.

Liu Binghui stood behind the office window, watching the man leaving the factory on a motorcycle, feeling a little bitter and regretful.

Chen Changan came to the department on a motorcycle, bringing his drawings and paintings.

After waiting for half an hour, I was led to Uncle Nie's office by his secretary.