Rebirth 1955 starts from the hunter

Lin Dong was very curious when he heard what his father said, and asked, "Dad, aren't all buyers government officials? I just graduated from junior high school and I'm not even a party member. Is it possible?"

"Oh! Good job, son. You know all this. You are talking about planned purchases, which are indeed state cadres. I am talking about unplanned purchases. If you do well, you can be transferred to a cadre position. Now Big Brother is supporting our country's construction, so we need a large amount of unplanned materials."

"It is indeed suitable for me. I am afraid the task will not be easy, right?" - Lin Dong asked.

"I've inquired about it. It costs 200 yuan a month for supplies, including chicken, duck, fish, meat, fruits, vegetables, etc. There is a list with fixed prices, and I can make a little profit from the difference."

"Will there be tickets, like meat tickets or cloth tickets?"

"It seems that they only give a few tickets, and they must have scarce supplies to be reimbursed. You can look at the list later to find out what they are."

“Who would be willing to sell things if they only give money but no tickets?”

"I already have the tickets, why do I need you to buy them? What are you thinking?"

"Okay, it's up to you. I have three or four hundred yuan here, do you want some?" - Lin Dong said as he took out the money, counted out thirty bills and put them on the table.

"Son, this is all what you earned from hunting. Even if you hunt two pheasants a day, you can't earn so much money!" - Lin Mancang's face looked a little ugly.

"Dad, what are you thinking? Your son would never do anything illegal. Since I entered Ming Jin at this time last year, I have killed seven adult wild boars. Because of martial arts training, I eat most of the meat myself. Otherwise, I wouldn't have so little money. If I were just a worker, I wouldn't even be able to afford to practice Xin Yi Quan."

"I haven't practiced for half a year, and I'm only at the peak of Ming Jin now. How old are you? Why are you so anxious? Take the money yourself!"

"Really? My son finally made up his mind to hand it over to the government." - Lin Dong was telling the truth. He did it for the sake of buying a job, otherwise, he wouldn't even think about it.

"Okay, you're my son, and it's my responsibility to find you a job and a wife. I've also allocated you a house, so you can just move in."

"Dongzi, keep it for yourself! You are an adult now, you can't be without savings. When the family really needs money in the future, we will ask you for it." - Father and stepmother didn't seem to care much about the three hundred yuan, it seemed that the family had quite a lot of money.

"House? What house? You already live in a private house, and you are still allocated a house. This one should be at least 500 or 600 square meters, right?" - Lin Dong was very puzzled.

"This house belongs to your stepmother. I'm not a live-in son-in-law. I'm just borrowing it. And you'll naturally get a share of the house when you become a permanent resident."

"No, what's the situation? You haven't just been promoted to a full-time employee, have you? What did you do before? Can you tell me?" - Lin Dong was really curious, and he would feel itchy if he didn't ask clearly.

"There's nothing to hide. I used to work as a driver for a boss named Lou, and now he fired me this year. He arranged this job for me, and he also helped me to get the house," Lin Mancang's words sounded a little sad, but also a little touching, because the house was a gift to him.

Naturally, I wouldn’t tell this to my son, to prevent him from getting carried away and talking nonsense in the compound.

The surname is Lou, and the name is from the Third Steel Rolling Mill. Lin Dong always feels that the name sounds familiar.

It's six o'clock in the evening. Today's dinner is very rich, braised pork, roast duck from Bianyifang, scrambled eggs with green peppers, homemade tofu, spinach and egg soup, and the staple food: red beans and rice.

Lin Dong saw his father take out a bottle of Xifeng, pour himself a glass, and then pour more wine, so he deliberately asked: "Little mother, do you like to drink a glass too?"

Lin Mancang paused as he poured the wine and said, "Why don't you drink with me? You're grown up now and can drink now."

"No, I don't like the taste of white wine. If you have red wine, you can try it."

"I still want to drink!"

Lin Dong was a Chinese medicine practitioner in his previous life. He learned health preservation from his grandfather since he was a child, so naturally he would not have the problem of alcoholism.

After my grandfather passed away, I couldn't control myself and learned to smoke with my classmates. However, I was not a heavy smoker, only smoking a pack every two or three days.

"Dad, didn't you drive for the big boss before? You always talked about me."

As soon as Lin Dong said this, his stepmother and Lin Fan both laughed, and Lin Mancang blushed with embarrassment.

"You're the only one who talks too much. I'm in a bad mood lately."

"You are the boss, you have the final say."

"Hey! You bastard, I haven't seen you for half a year, and you seem to be talking a lot."

"Driving for the big boss is probably just a side job. My main job is no different from being a thug." - Lin Dong muttered to himself.

"Lin Fan, who gave you your name?"

Lin Fan, who had just put a piece of duck meat in his mouth, was very surprised. He didn't expect his elder brother to ask this question. He scratched his head and looked at his mother Lu Yao.

"What's wrong, Dongzi? What's wrong with this name? I don't expect Xiaofan to do anything great, I just hope he can live a peaceful and healthy life."

"It's not bad, it's especially good. Look at those with names like Lin Batian and Lin Xiaotian, they are just supporting roles and won't survive more than three chapters. Those with ordinary names like Lin Fan and Lin Hao will become the protagonists of the world."

"hahahaha haha... Brat, you're the only one who talks sweetly, but why are you just standing there to watch?" - Lin Mancang was curious.

"If you don't want to play soy sauce, then you can play sesame oil. If you are really bored, you can also play Lin Fan."

With Lin Dong deliberately adjusting the atmosphere, the lively dinner ended.

Lin Dong discovered that Lu Yao was very particular about cooking and spoke clearly with a voice that was neither too loud nor too soft and very pleasant to the ear. He couldn't help but be curious about the past of this stepmother.

"Mom, were you a young lady before? Your handwriting is so beautiful." - After dinner, Lin Dong asked curiously while watching Lu Yao teaching Lin Fan how to write.

Lu Yao shook her head and said, "What's the big lady? Xiaofan's grandmother was just a concubine of a wealthy family. Before I met your father, I was just a servant. He saved my life."

The sad look on Lu Yao's face told Lin Dong that there was a sad story behind this.

Lin Dong regretted why he was always so curious. He died for this reason in his previous life. He had no memory at all.

Lin Dong quickly apologized: "Little Mom, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said so much."

"We are all family, and there are some things that need to be made clear. If we keep guessing, there will be estrangement."

"My stepmother is open-minded." - Lin Dong gave a thumbs up and praised her.

"You are so naughty. Take Xiaofan with you tonight and go there early tomorrow morning." - Lu Yao said.

Lin Dong naturally had no objection. Seeing that his father actually had a brush, he also wanted to write a few words to show off and impress Lin Fan.

Although I learned calligraphy from my grandfather in my previous life and became quite good at it, my original self had never learned it and gave up.

The next morning, I followed my father to the third steel rolling mill to start work.

Unexpectedly, his father had an acquaintance in the Personnel Department, and Lin Dong, who acted as a tool throughout the process, completed the procedures quickly.

I received a set of dark blue work clothes, a pair of army green Liberation shoes, a teacup, a lunch box, a notebook, and a pen.

Factory Office Area, Manager Guo’s Office:

"Lao Lin, have your nephew take this note to the logistics warehouse to get a bicycle. There should be a new one."

"Okay, good brother, I'll remember this favor. I don't have time today, but we can sit together when I get back from work." - As Lin Mancang spoke, he placed two boxes of Peony with filters on the desk.

But Manager Guo stood up and stuffed the cigarette back into Lin Mancang's hand, saying, "We are brothers, don't be so polite. If you had come a month later, you wouldn't be able to help your nephew even if you wanted to."

Lin Mancang sighed and glanced at Lin Dong. Lin Dong curled his lips, walked out of the office and acted as a gatekeeper.

Lin Dong would not stay there quietly. He sent his spiritual sense into the office to listen to what they were saying. He was not only curious about his father's past, it would always be good to know more about it.

"Old Guo, don't worry! Hasn't the meat processing factory arranged for you? Isn't the workshop director a good person? A rough man like me can only do some hard labor."