Ever since Wang Jianshe escaped from the red armbands and returned to the brigade, he has been terrified. He was afraid that the red armbands would come to the brigade to arrest him. After all, the letter of complaint was still in the hands of the red armbands.

He was timid for a while, but after a long time, the people with red armbands did not come to arrest him, so he felt relieved.

While Wang Jianshe felt relieved, he also felt helpless. He didn't want to carry manure every day and wanted to go back to the city, but there was no quota to do so.

Because he pretended to be hardworking for a while, everyone he met in the village praised him.

For the sake of vanity and face, he sincerely carried manure every day, but in fact he couldn't do anything about it.

His money was taken away by the red armbands, and he had no food either. When the team saw his change, Captain Wang lent him food to encourage him to continue carrying manure.

While Wang Jianshe was working hard carrying manure, he was thinking about going to the commune to find someone who could give him a place to return to the city, but he was afraid of encountering people with red armbands, so he didn't dare go to the commune even if he didn't have to go to work.

During the holidays, he could only lie in the dormitory of the educated youth institute and sigh. The male educated youth refused to play with him, and the female educated youth looked down on him.

At the educated youth center, as long as Wang Jianshe did not take the initiative to talk to other educated youth, other educated youth would not talk to him unless it was necessary.

The educated youth could not understand what Wang Jianshe did. No one wanted to get along with him. They stayed as far away from him as possible and did not want to get close to him.

Wang Jianshe has always been thinking about returning to the city, thinking that as long as he returns to the city, this situation will change. By then, he will have a job and there will be many people who will curry favor with him.

He returned to the city and lived a life of luxury, while those who looked down on him were still working with their backs to the sky and their faces to the ground.

Humph, these people who look down on others, when he becomes powerful in the future and wants to ask him for help, it will be impossible.

The most important thing now is to get a spot to return to the city. I can only comfort myself and bear with it for now. Everything will be fine after returning to the city.

Finally, it was New Year's Eve. Thinking that the people with red armbands would not be at work, he dared to come to the commune.

On the morning of New Year's Eve, he walked to the commune early and couldn't even wait to ride the ox cart.

As soon as he arrived at the commune, he went to find his financial backer Liu Fugui. Wang Jianshe knew the address of Liu Fugui's home.

Liu Fugui fell in love with Wang Jianshe at first sight, but at that time he was hooking up with Zhang Daya and wanted to be a man, so he ignored Liu Fugui. Later, he divorced Zhang Daya and had no life left, so he came to Liu Fugui.

Liu Fugui has a family and lives with his wife Cheng Min, two sons, three daughters and his parents.

In order to prove his strength and sincerity, Liu Fugui brought Wang Jianshe home and said on the surface that Wang Jianshe was the son of his leader.

When Wang Jianshe came to Liu Fugui's house, he was really treated to a life of luxury. The whole family served him, fearing that he would offend the leader's son. They also hoped that the leader would promote Liu Fugui.

Wang Jianshe knocked on the gate of Liu Fugui's yard, and it was Liu Fugui's wife Cheng Min who opened the door.

As soon as Cheng Min opened the door and saw Wang Jianshe, a smile instantly appeared on his face. He began to greet him warmly: "Jianshe is here, come in quickly, is there something you want to talk to your uncle about? Your uncle is at home, you came too early, we are still eating dumplings."

"Aunt, my father asked me to deliver a letter to my uncle. He asked me to come early because it's a little important and I have to deliver it to my uncle personally."

"Jianshe, thank you for your hard work. You've come all this way so early in the morning. Haven't you eaten your dumplings yet? Come and sit down. I'll get you a bowl and chopsticks for your dumplings."

"Auntie, don't bother. My father asked me to deliver the letter first. They are also waiting for me at home making dumplings. I can eat them when I get home."

Cheng Min quickly handed the bowl and chopsticks to Wang Jianshe and began to invite him to eat dumplings: "Jianshe, eat quickly, don't go hungry. It's already tiring to deliver a letter to your uncle on an empty stomach. Besides, we're all eating dumplings, so it doesn't matter where you eat."

Wang Jianshe looked at Liu Fugui without picking up his chopsticks. Grandpa Liu slapped Liu Fugui and looked at Wang Jianshe with a smile: "Jianshe, eat quickly. I am the head of the family and I keep my word. It's not that your uncle doesn't talk, it's just that he has a cold and his throat hurts. It hurts when he talks."

Liu Fugui pretended to have a sore throat and said in a low voice, "Jianshe, eat quickly. When did you become so polite? I really have a sore throat and don't want to talk. I'm not forbidding you to eat dumplings."

When did you become so cowardly? Did you get into trouble and get punished by your father? Just eat your dumplings and then give me the letter.

Wang Jianshe saw that Liu Jianguo agreed, so he quickly picked up a dumpling and started eating it voraciously.

"Aunt, the dumplings you make are so delicious! They are the best dumplings I have ever eaten. My mom's dumplings are terrible. Sometimes they are not even cooked. Every time, my dad and I pretend to eat a little before eating other things."

Cheng Min was delighted by the compliment and kept picking up dumplings for Wang Jianshe: "Jianshe, if you like dumplings, eat more. Auntie is only good at cooking. Unlike your mother, she has a job and a salary."

"Aunt, I think being able to cook is great. A family should have someone who cooks. Uncle works hard every day and when he's tired, he still has delicious meals. How great is that.

Alas, it’s not like my family, where we can only eat delicious food in state-owned restaurants. We can’t make it at home. No one can cook. My mother cooks occasionally, but it’s always dark cuisine.

Oh, uncle, my dad said that after he ate his dumplings, he would secretly go to the state-owned restaurant for breakfast, so he asked you to find him at the state-owned restaurant.

After Wang Jianshe finished speaking, he deliberately cast a coquettish glance at Liu Fugui.

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