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Wang Li'an was the first person to notice Chen Wan's change. He felt the temperature in the air, and looked at Chen Wan suspiciously: "Why are you dressed so lightly today?"

With the down jacket, Chen Wan no longer wore a quilted vest. He rolled up his sleeves and explained to Wang Lian: "I replaced the duck down liner, which is better than cotton in terms of warmth."

Wang Lian knew about duck down, but he had never heard of using duck down to make clothes. Wang Lian didn't doubt the authenticity of Chen Wan's words, he was just too surprised.

"Do you want to sell your duck down liner?" In Wang Li'an's opinion, the thick padded jacket was enough, and he was a little worried about the market.

"It can't be sold." Chen Wan shook his head. Xu Kongshan tossed and tossed for several days before he managed to get some duck down, so there was no way to sell it. Wang Li'an was worried that the number would be too much.

Down jackets became popular after the 80s, which means that there must be factories in China that produce down jackets, but Chen Wan doesn't know where they are. Let Qian Guosheng inquire about it another day.

"This cabbage is really wrapped." While waiting for Chen Wan to take the key, Wang Li'an looked at the cabbage in the yard, "Your brother isn't here?"

"En." Chen Wan checked the mailbox habitually, and when she saw something inside, she unlocked it and took it out. It was a letter from Qian Guosheng and a parcel slip from Chen Jianjun.

"Do you need my help?" Besides selling clothes, Wang Li'an is also responsible for delivering the clothes Chen Wan made to the buyers. When he came to pick up the clothes in autumn, it happened that Qian Guosheng sent fabrics to Chen Wan. , helped to carry it a few times.

The package sent by Chen Jianjun should not be too big, so Chen Wan went into the workshop to give the clothes to Wang Lian, and went to the post office with the package slip.

The army green package was bundled in a square shape. Chen Wan carried it all the way home and opened it with scissors. After seeing what Chen Jianjun sent, his heart was immediately occupied by moving emotions.

Chen Jianjun gave Chen Wan his new army coat this year. The winter in the north is freezing, especially in the camp where Chen Jianjun's troops are stationed. The goose feathers and snow can bury people's knees, so the army coat is far better than ordinary cotton-padded jackets on the market. heavy.

The outer layer of fabric feels solid to the touch, not a breath of wind can get in. The inner interlayer is about two fingers wide, with a brown-black fur collar on it. Chen Wan doesn't know what kind of fur is used, but it is not prickly.The whole dress was heavy in Chen Wan's hands, at least five or six catties.

The quality of military products is nothing to say, and the materials used in the coats are all first-class products. There is no problem in wearing them for more than ten or twenty years.The cloth and cotton produced by the county textile factory are actually not bad, but they are much inferior in comparison.

This military overcoat is the benefit of Chen Jianjun's promotion to deputy brigade commander, and his name is also sewn on it.Chen Wan put down his military overcoat and picked up Chen Jianjun's letter, the care between the lines was ready to come out.

Chen Wan was ashamed of Chen Jianjun's kindness, and he had to do something to repay Chen Jianjun's friendship, otherwise his conscience would be disturbed.

As for how to repay, Chen Wan had a difficult time. Chen Jianjun wore military uniforms in the army. Would he like ordinary clothes?Chen Wan knew very little about Chen Jianjun, and couldn't figure out his preferences. After struggling for a few days, he finally decided to make two sets of clothes for Chen Jianjun. After all, making clothes was his strong point, and he couldn't think of any other good way.

Chen Wan referred to the size of the military coat, and when he sent the clothes and the reply letter, it was late December.

Political counseling is a routine part of the Friday class meeting. Chen Wan sat down on the bench without interest, Tian Manrou picked up the chalk, turned around and wrote four large characters on the blackboard: "Reform, Opening Up".

Chen Wan's eyes widened instantly, as if struck by lightning, her whole body trembled uncontrollably.

"What's wrong with you?" Wang Li'an turned his head, "Are you uncomfortable?"

"It's okay——" Chen Wan took a deep breath, grasping the edge of the table with both hands to calm herself down, "I'm fine."

Tian Manrou cast a look at the two of them, so during class, Wang Lian suppressed the doubts in his heart and concentrated on following Tian Manrou's train of thought.

Reform and opening up, reform and opening up... He is simply in a daze!

As a soul from the 21st century, Chen Wan knows better than anyone what impact the reform and opening up will have on the whole country, and the cognition that was misled by the original text is now back on track.

Previously, Chen Wandan thought that the policy to allow private business would not be promulgated until three years later, but he forgot one key point - attracting investment.

After the class meeting, Chen Wan bought all the newspapers for nearly half a month and took them home.The light in the bedroom was on all night, and the bed was covered with read newspapers. Chen Wan closed her eyes and let out a deep breath. There was no trace of fatigue on her sleepless face.

The nearest newspaper to him was the 27th of November, and it carried a report on scientific pig raising.

Chen Wan was not interested in raising pigs, what he was interested in was the signal sent by this report.You must know that the behavior in the original report would be cut off from the tail of capitalism, but now it is published openly, and the meaning of it is self-evident.

The 24-year-old Chen Wan is a talented designer who has heard countless praises, but no one knows the setbacks and sweat behind the "genius".

Three years is not three days, is he really willing to wait for three years, Chen Wan asked himself, he is not willing.

Chen Wan glanced at the time and folded the newspapers on the bed. Qian Guosheng wrote that he would come over this afternoon, so he had to catch up on his sleep.Once the excitement was over, the sequelae of staying up all night appeared, and Chen Wan's head was as dizzy as a paste.

Chen Wan, who hadn't eaten breakfast, slept through lunch and was cooking noodles in the kitchen when Qian Guosheng came.Chen Wan scalded the cabbage leaves and sprinkled with chopped green onion, it looked pretty good.

"Have you eaten? Would you like a bowl?" Chen Wan noticed Qian Guosheng swallowing saliva quietly. He was so hungry that he had no time to talk about business.

Chen Wan, who Qian Guosheng came to find after lunch, was not hungry: "You eat, I'll move the cloth to the workshop."

Since the road was opened, the team from the textile factory would come to the provincial capital twice a month, which provided great convenience for Qian Guosheng and Chen Wan, and they no longer had to worry about transporting goods.

After Qian Guosheng moved, Chen Wan finished eating. He broke the bowl into the kitchen and poured Qian Guosheng a glass of water: "It's a bit hot just now, be careful."

"Thank you." Qian Guosheng leaned back on the sofa, "Hey, I've been bored to death these two days."

"What's bothering you?" Chen Wan sat on the other side of the sofa, "Is it related to the factory?"

Qian Guosheng hummed through his nose, then sat up straight, and vomited bitterness to Chen Wan.Qian Guosheng came to the Marketing Department full of enthusiasm, studied humbly for several months, gained a firm foothold and was ready to show his skills.

The marketing department of the textile factory is connected with major supply and marketing cooperatives. Under the conditions of the planned economy, there is no sales pressure at all.Seeing this, Qian Guosheng suggested to his superiors to increase production lines and increase production capacity, but the result was not surprising, and the suggestion was invalid.

"I have a way for your factory to increase production lines." Chen Wan said in a low voice, with a strategizing expression on his face.

"What way?" Qian Guosheng shook his hand holding the cup when he heard this, and the steaming boiled water splashed on his pants, causing him to jump up immediately.

Chen Wan went to the workshop dumbfounded and got a pair of trousers of the right size to change for him. Fortunately, Qian Guosheng was wearing long johns, which were not ironed.

"What is the solution?" Qian Guosheng changed his trousers in twos and asked Chen Wan when he came out with his waistband.

"Investment attraction." Chen Wan paused every word, Qian Guosheng frowned, he understood what Chen Wan meant.Unlike Chen Wan, the newspaper is Qian Guosheng's daily must-read, and he knows current affairs and policies, but he doesn't dare to think about it like Chen Wan.

Chen Wan explained the plan that had been considered all night. To develop the economy, reform is inevitable. No one thinks too much money, and the development of textile factories is also indispensable.However, the country's limited resources cannot meet the needs of textile mills. At this time, the investment attraction brought about by the reform and opening up has undoubtedly created new opportunities for textiles.

"Wait." Qian Guosheng didn't interrupt Chen Wan intentionally, but he was too confused, "Even if foreign businessmen are willing to invest, it's impossible for our factory to turn?"

"Why is it impossible?" Chen Wan asked Qian Guosheng back, "When you go back, tell your uncle for me. If you need help, you can contact me at any time."

Qian Guosheng couldn't understand more and more. Isn't the goal of the two of them to become bigger and stronger? Why Chen Wanjing is helping the textile factory.In the long run, the relationship between the textile factory and Chen Wan will change from cooperation to competition sooner or later.

"I don't reject healthy competition." Chen Wan smiled meaningfully, "Besides, my help is conditional."

"What conditions?" Qian Guosheng got the hang of it as soon as he finished asking, "Do you want a production line?"

In Chen Wan's acquiescence, Qian Guosheng's doubts disappeared: "I will tell my uncle."

Qian Guosheng was a qualified sounding board, he went straight to Uncle Qian's office after finishing the work at hand, and conveyed Chen Wan's words verbatim.

"Okay, you two work together to get my idea." Uncle Qian smiled and nodded Qian Guosheng's head from the air, "You really think highly of me. Do you know how many factories, big and small, are waiting to use money?"

"How much?" Qian Guosheng dragged a chair and sat down on his own. There were no outsiders, and the nephew and uncle got along very relaxedly.

"I don't know either." Uncle Qian spread his hands, "But I know the probability of the money falling to our textile factory, and it can go to four decimal places."

Uncle Qian wasn't talking alarmistly. First of all, the location of the county's textile factory is not advantageous. Secondly, there are countless factories all over the country. Only with diamonds can we do porcelain work.The County Textile Mill is, at best, an iron drill.

"However, I will try my best to fight for Chen Wan's chances of investment. I hope he won't make me work in vain. As for the production line, with investment, everything is negotiable."

A textile factory is an iron drill, so whether it can get porcelain jobs depends entirely on whether Chen Wan can coat him with a layer of gold.

The enthusiasm for reform and opening up is fading, and the vast majority of people are unaware of how earth-shaking changes this move will bring to everyone's lives, but those who realize its extraordinary will become famous people in the future without exception. founder of the group.

Song Lanlan in her previous life was the former. Her life trajectory in the first 23 years was similar to that of girls of the same age in the village. When her parents arrived, she was introduced to marry a dutiful farmer.

After the age of 23, in order to have a son, Song Lanlan became a superborn guerrilla with the peasants. Ten years of wandering accelerated the aging of her face, and her sharp temper was smoothed by the world. Seven's youngest son returns home.

"Good baby!" Song Lanlan yelled, waking up from her dream, she habitually touched her side, "Don't cry, good baby, mom is here, mom—"

"Song Lanlan, why did you go crazy in the middle of the night!" Song Meijuan pushed away Song Lanlan who was hugging her, "It's scary to death."

In the darkness, Song Lanlan who was pushed away was stunned, and after a while she came back to her senses: "Song Meijuan, why are you on my bed?"

The Song family's house is small, no matter how much Song Lanlan and Song Meijuan disagree, they have to sleep together at night.

"What's your bed?" Song Meijuan was so angry that she was woken up in the middle of the night, and suddenly pulled half of the quilt on Song Lanlan's body and wrapped it under her body.

The sudden cold air made Song Lanlan shiver, and the lightness and ease of her body made her feel something was wrong.Song Lanlan touched her face, her hands had been roughened by long-term work, but her face was still smooth and firm.

An unbelievable guess slowly came to Song Lanlan's mind, she was reborn?

Song Lanlan's memories of her previous life ended when her youngest son was one year old. In [-], Internet literature hadn't risen yet, so she hadn't read the rebirth novel.The reason why she thought of rebirth was because she had begged God to give her a chance to start again.

She is too bitter.

Tears fell silently from the corners of Song Lanlan's eyes. Song Meijuan waited and waited for her to grab the quilt as usual, and hummed in her heart that you deserve it for freezing to death.

The next second, Song Lanlan grabbed the corner of the quilt and pulled it hard, it was so warm, Song Lanlan pressed her chin against the quilt, she kept crying, but the corners of her mouth curled up quietly.If it wasn't for Song Meijuan's suspicion, Song Lanlan would jump up like crazy, shouting and laughing.

Song Lanlan's eyes were open until dawn, and her young body didn't feel any discomfort. The first time the cock crowed, she got up from the bed.

It was so cold, Song Lanlan breathed into her palms, it's so good, she is not dreaming.

Granny Song has always been in charge of the family's food. Song Lanlan mixed half a pot of water, struck a match and ignited the pine needles. The fire from the stove reflected on her face, warm and bright.

The old man didn't feel much sleepy. Mrs. Song called her daughter-in-law to get up and cook in anger, while Song Lanlan came into the room in response: "Grandma, I'm getting up."

Mrs. Song looked at Song Lanlan with strange eyes. The sun came out from the west. Didn't the person who didn't get up three times be so diligent today?

"The cooking water in the pot is about to boil." Song Lanlan met Mrs. Song's eyes and showed a cute smile.

Mrs. Song's hairs stood on end from her laughter. She took out the key that never left her body and told Song Lanlan to open the grain cabinet to scoop up rice: "Scoop a flat tube, don't scoop too much."

Song Lanlan obediently agreed, and showed Granny Song the bamboo tube filled with rice. Granny Song nodded in satisfaction and put the key back on her body.

"Mom." After scooping up rice, Song Lanlan met her mother Zhang Hong at the gate, "I'm cooking breakfast, you continue to sleep."

Zhang Hong always felt that her daughter's behavior was a bit strange: "You wake up so early?"

"I'm hungry, I can't sleep." Song Lanlan found a reasonable excuse. The old lady Song was stingy, saying that eating too much at night wasted food, and three meals in the morning, lunch and evening. The food at night is the worst, and waking up from starvation is common. thing.

Zhang Hong believed Song Lanlan's words, and when talking about the breakfast arrangement, Song Lanlan seemed to casually ask about today's date, she had to figure out when she was reborn.

"November 21." According to Zhang Hong's old calendar, the corresponding new date is December 24, "Will you go to the market later?"

Song Lanlan added firewood to the stove, her heart skipped a beat: "Which year is November 21, is it seven or eight years?"

"It wasn't seven or eight years, it was seven years or so. Are you dizzy?" Zhang Hong stirred the rice in the pot to prevent it from sticking to the bottom of the pot. The spatula rubbed against the iron pot, making a muddy sound in the water.

Song Lanlan stuck out her tongue and didn't dare to ask any more questions. On November 21, [-], if she remembered correctly, there would be excitement in the village today.

"I'm not going to the market." Song Lanlan couldn't change her habit of joining in the fun. In her previous life, she missed the excitement because of going to the market. When she came back, she heard the description from the villagers and wished she could go back half a day and let her watch the scene.

Song Lanlan didn't have any money, and Zhang Hong was even more reluctant to spend the private money she had saved so hard. Most of the time she went to the market and returned empty-handed, so she might as well stay at home and watch the fun.There is a market every week, and there is not necessarily one event that stirs up the whole village and even the whole commune throughout the year.

"Grandma, I'm going to hunt pigweed." Song Lanlan carried the basket on her back. The experience of her previous life had given her many small habits. For example, when walking, she would unconsciously bend over to cover her stomach.

"Straighten your waist, don't bend your back, every girl is like that." Zhang Hong reminded, Song Lanlan kept her posture correct as she said, and then took two tentative steps.

As she ran, Song Lanlan's nose became sore. In her previous life, she often ran, running here and there to hide from the people in the family planning office. She looked as embarrassed as she could be.

The pigweed was going to the field, Song Lanlan took a detour and headed towards the Chen family's old house with a clear goal.

The Chen family's old house was quiet, and Song Lanlan took it for granted. She was cutting weeds next to the old house that could be fed to pigs, while listening to the movement of the old house with her ears up, she almost cut her hand.

As the mist cleared, Song Lanlan stepped on her feet and looked into the courtyard. It was strange, did she remember the time wrong?

"Song Lan?" Liu Qiang's mother came back from the fair and saw Song Lan's profile, "What are you looking at?"

"Ma'am." Song Lanlan was taken aback, and quickly took two steps back, "I didn't watch anything, aunt, have you finished the episode?"

"Well, you didn't go to the market, come on, come in and have a seat." Liu Qiang's mother greeted Song Lanlan, the family was left in the compound, deserted.

"Auntie's sleeves are so beautiful." Song Lanlan was talking to Liu Qiang's mother, but she glanced at the gate of the Chen family's old house. The big shiny lock on it made her stunned, "Have they all gone to the market?"

"Which one of them?" Liu Qiang's mother followed Song Lanlan's gaze, "I'm afraid you didn't wake up because you fell asleep, we are the only one in the old yard."

"Ah?" Song Lanlan lost her voice, just their family?No, there must be something wrong.

"Who came here just now?" Liu Qiang's father kept coughing. When he was young, he worked in a mine and injured his lungs. He coughed every day 360 days a year.

"Song Lan, I don't know what she's doing, she came in and said a few words before leaving in a hurry." Liu Qiang's mother patted her husband's back to comfort him, "Is it better?"

Song Lanlan walked fast, she buried her head, Chen Qianjin turned the hoe on his shoulder in the same direction, Song Lanlan almost bumped into him: "Look at the road."

"Uncle Chen." Song Lanlan recognized Chen Qianjin, bowed and slipped under his hoe.

Song Lanlan ran back home almost the whole time. Song Meijuan was not there. She looked left and right, went into the room and found two pieces of candy under the bed, and walked to the two little girls who turned flower ropes under the eaves.

"Sister Lanlan." Chen Lu and Huihui called out together, and Song Lanlan opened her palm and distributed the candy to them.

"Why didn't Lulu do her homework at home?" Song Lanlan was not stupid, she knew that she wouldn't show her feet by talking to children.

With sugar in her mouth, Chen Lu spoke a little slurred, but it didn't hinder others from listening.Not long after, Song Lanlan got the answer she wanted from her mouth.

Changed, all changed.

The huge deviation made Song Lanlan very confused, she couldn't help wondering if she came to another world.

In her memory, Chen Wan obviously didn't get into college. He failed the college entrance exam with a fever for the first time. He was ill at home for a full month. He only showed up in the village after the Chinese New Year. His face was as white as paper, like a gust of wind. Can be blown down.By the time of the second college entrance examination in July, Chen Wan even fainted in the examination room.

Zhou Mei and the others brought her back, but after taking good care of them, there was no improvement. Someone gave Chen Jin an idea, asking him to find a wife for Chen Wan. after.

Chen Jinjin didn't know which sentence he heard, or both. After half a month, the Chen family really had a happy event.

As soon as the happy event was held, Chen Wan got well, but before Chen Qian could be happy, Chen Wan moved to the old house with his new wife.

The excitement that Song Lanlan planned to watch was caused by Chen Wan's daughter-in-law. In the clear sky and broad daylight, she hooked up a concubine and came to hang out at home, but was bumped into by Chen Wan and Chen Qianjin.

Facing the accusations from everyone, the daughter-in-law scolded Chen Wan for not being a man, and she had never even touched her in nearly half a year of marriage.

The farce ended with Chen Wan divorcing the woman. It is said that in order to find a wife for Chen Wan, Chen Jinjin gave the woman five hundred as a bride price.

Rumors and gossip were flying all over the village, and Chen Wan turned a blind eye to it. When someone asked maliciously if it was okay, he just raised his eyes indifferently, letting the other party make fun of himself.

There is also the Xu family, Xu Laiqian was caught as a thief, and Sun Dahua and his wife were exposed to the crime of exchanging children for their children, which did not happen in the previous life.Instead, Xu Kongshan hid money and was caught by Sun Dahua. In exchange, Xu Kongshan helped them build a new house, and they agreed that Xu Kongshan would live alone.

People in the village value filial piety. Although the behavior of Sun Dahua's family is disgusting, if Xu Kongshan really does something "unfilial", they will definitely expose his spine.

It's a pity that Xu Kongshan didn't fall from a height when he was building the house...

Song Lanlan buried her head in her lap, she was in a state of confusion, why, why was there such a difference.Chen Wan was admitted to Nanfang University of Finance and Economics and went to the provincial capital. Xu Kongshan joined the transportation team and was also in the provincial capital.

On the bright side, the fate of Chen Wan and Xu Kongshan has changed, which means that her future, Song Lanlan, will also change.

Yes, it must be so.

Song Lanlan cheered for herself in her heart, she will not repeat the same mistakes, she will not!

After clearing up her mood, Song Lanlan clenched her fists resolutely, she has come through no matter how hard or difficult the days are, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

Chen Wan, who was far away in the provincial capital, didn't know anything about Song Lan's changes. When he got busy, he could even forget such an important matter as reform and opening up, let alone Song Lanlan who was like a passerby in his world.

Even if he knew, it was nothing more than sighing. His household registration has been moved to the school, and he has no share in the land in the village. There is no plot to take over the land under the original name of the sudden death.