Although the Jin family had members in the military and politics, and Jin Bo was also the head of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, they did not live in the military compound.
In the capital, the Jin family has an ancestral house, an authentic five-courtyard courtyard that is well preserved, and even the pond is emerald green.
As soon as Wu Ziling returned home, she saw her son sitting next to his father-in-law with his chubby face and a piece of fruit in his mouth. She couldn't tell whether he was reading a book or listening to a story.
"Dad, I'm back. Thank you for taking care of the kids today."
Jin Bo did not report to the unit after returning to Beijing. He had nothing to do anyway, so it would be nice to take care of the children.
"What's the big deal? This is the grandson of the Jin family. Who are you looking at?"
"By the way, I heard that Mo Yan went to Yun Ting to visit relatives. Have she returned? You can ask her. It's not easy for a little girl in the countryside. Please invite us to come over during the New Year."
Wu Ziling dared not do this and let her brother and grandfather know that her good days were over. This sister-in-law was a treasure in Wu Ziling's eyes.
"Dad, before coming here, Mo Yan said that he would spend the New Year with Yun Ting this year and would return to Beijing."
When Jin Yusheng heard the news, his face fell, as if his body had collapsed.
"Mom, how come my aunt can spend the New Year with me? I haven't seen her for several days. And Fat Tiger, Niuniu, and Shitou. I will remember you later."
Wu Ziling squatted down and looked at her ignorant son, her face full of joy: "Son, your aunt has her own things to deal with, and it's the New Year, everyone wants to stay at home with you and doesn't want to go out casually.
After we celebrate the New Year, mom will take you back home, okay. ”
Jin Yusheng was jumping up and down, and it was obvious that he was sad just now.
Jin Zilin was resting at home, which was a rare occasion. When he mentioned Feng Moyan in the evening, he stopped picking up food and smiled.
"Speaking of which, she really helped you a lot. If she had raised the issue with you that time, the country would have suffered heavy losses."
After saying everything that could be said about that matter, Jin Bo looked happy.
"International relations are tense now. Some lathes, equipment, and parts of the United States and the United States will basically be exported to China. It's too passive."
"You should be more careful in the future. The bad guys only act in politics, and the same is true for research."
Jin Zilin understood this principle very well, so he was more cautious.
Soon it was January 18th, which happened to be a Friday. After completing all the orders and sending them out, Feng Moyan decided to take a day off.
As soon as the news came out, the whole factory was in an uproar, because it meant that wages and New Year's goods would be distributed.
Feng Moyan stood in front with a thick bag of money in his hand: "Thank you all for your hard work over the past two months, working day and night to get what we have now.
This bag of money is the dividend of the Hongqi Brigade this year, a total of 15,000 yuan. 10,000 yuan belongs to the villagers, and each family can go to Uncle Guoqiang to collect how much they get. It has nothing to do with you.
The 5,000 yuan here is used to build a primary school in the village. Many people may think that going to school is useless, and people like us still go back to the countryside to farm.
But think about it, everyone. You are currently receiving a salary of 50 yuan, but when your children grow up, the times will have changed and they will be exactly the same as you.
So going to school is a must, but for children from the Red Flag Brigade, if your family can support and send your children to school, you can find one.
I will support you as much as you can, and my words are absolutely true. But your family is just making up the numbers, so how can you not touch the dividends from the village? ”
Zhang Liang looked at the money in his hand and cried with emotion. It had only been a few months and the dividend was tens of thousands of yuan. It was really shocking.
"All the children in our Red Flag Brigade study and go out. Whether they come back to farm or work in a factory, we all learn to be polite."
Feng Moyan watched as his wife moved a pile of New Year's goods out of the warehouse: "This year's workers will only receive a bag of toffee, a piece of cloth, and a pound of apples. Go home and stew some meat after you distribute them."
Seeing them all rushing towards Brother Jiacheng, she quickly hid away. The scene was so passionate that it was suffocating.
Jiang Xuan and Si Yinni's tickets were easy to buy, so they left a long time ago, and Brother Jiacheng temporarily took over the factory's affairs.
Zhang Liang walked up to her slowly, looked around and saw no one around before speaking: "Are you sure you made money? You must have given all the money to us. In fact, each family can just get a few pieces. You are so generous."
In fact, she earns much more money than this, but she can't announce it all, after all, these people have limited knowledge.
It would be better to use the money to improve the village environment, which would be of great benefit to future generations.
"Uncle, you have made more money than you think. You will see more money in the future. This is just the beginning. Look further ahead."
"By the way, uncle, we're going to go winter hunting tomorrow. I'll go with you guys then. Let's catch some wild boars and come back quickly. The weather these days is very good, so we can avoid any dangerous things."
Zhang Liang also had this idea.
"Zhang Yao, Zhang Yao, where are you? Come out quickly."
Everyone around knew who was calling out, and Zhang Liang was also confused: "Scar, hurry up and come out to discuss the winter hunt. When the time comes, you will lead a team, a team of militiamen, and fight quickly and decisively. We will not go into the mountains this year."
Scar took the money in his hand and stuffed it into his daughter's hand with satisfaction: "Okay, go out early tomorrow and spend a night in the mountains, otherwise it will be a waste of climbing the mountain."
In the past, winter hunting would take five days in the mountains, and we would have a good harvest. But this year the weather was very unstable, with occasional snow, which made it easy to get lost.
Looking at the closed factory gate, Feng Moyan walked towards the yard, and saw a familiar figure.
She ran away, letting the winter wind hit her face, and ran into her arms: "Why are you here so early? I thought you came on New Year's Eve."
Wu Yunting's heart was filled at this moment. He picked up the bag in his hand, picked her up with one hand, and sat her in his arms.
"I missed you, so I came early. I can spend the Lantern Festival with you here before going back. Be happy."
Feng Moyan's legs were swinging back and forth, looking a bit like a cute little girl.
"Happy, very happy. Our factory is closed today. We got a lot of money and New Year's goods."
"You and me should go to town tomorrow, and we can send something to Grandpa Wu and the others. Otherwise, it will be New Year's Day in a few days."
Wu Yunting has always been a spoilsport. Although there is a shortage of money at home, the girl is naturally happy that she is thinking about her family. "Okay, I'll go with you tomorrow."
Feng Moyan was probably too happy. He slapped his forehead as soon as his feet landed on the ground: "Oh, I forgot. I just promised Uncle Liang to go winter hunting tomorrow. It will probably take two days to get to the mountain. What should I do?"
Wu Yunting glanced at his watch and an idea came to his mind.
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