A daughter-in-law and a mother-in-law are a complex of contradictions that are naturally incompatible.
Wan Feng can say with certainty that if four or five out of a hundred pairs of mother-in-law and daughter-in-law can get along harmoniously, it would be considered good.
Some mothers-in-law and daughters-in-law have bad relations with each other and speak ill of each other, while others never talk to each other again until they die.
Relatively speaking, Wan Feng's third aunt did a pretty good job. They always ate at the same table and she was considerate of him.
From Wan Feng's perspective, she is a qualified daughter-in-law.
But Wan Feng’s requirements are not just about being qualified, he wants excellence, and you must be an excellent daughter-in-law.
It is impossible to achieve this goal without external force. No matter how good your mother-in-law is, she is not your biological mother. She will be the same to everyone.
Two thousand yuan is the external force that turns the old aunt into an excellent daughter-in-law.
I estimate that about one hundred to eighty Wanfeng's worth of food and drink for my uncle's family in a year is enough, including the money needed to improve their lives during the New Year and other festivals.
This is still Wan Feng's overestimation. In fact, his family's annual expenses, including food, clothing, and shelter, only amount to 180 yuan.
One thousand of these two thousand miles is enough for them to improve their lives every now and then. They cannot eat meat and fish every day, but they can have a good meal once a week without any pressure.
The remaining one thousand is the hard work fee for the old aunt to take care of grandma. If Wan Feng goes out to hire someone to take care of her, he can at least hire three people with this amount.
This money will not be there this year and disappear next year. It will always exist as long as grandma is alive. If Aunt San fails to take good care of her, she will be asking for trouble.
Next, Wan Feng took out another two thousand yuan and gave it to his third uncle.
"Since you don't want to leave, then you can't be too shabby here. I see your house is old and needs to be cleaned up. Here's a thousand yuan for you to do it. It's up to you whether to renovate it or sell it and choose a new place to build. It's best not to have these north-south kangs. Don't you think it's awkward? You two are trying to do something like thieves."
If 300 yuan could build four new houses in 1980, this number doubled in the second half of 1985, and 300 yuan could only build one and a half houses.
The one thousand yuan Wan Feng gave was enough to build four new houses, and if renovated, it was almost enough to buy some furniture.
Wan Shuiming smiled helplessly. This nephew was really not shy about what he said and dared to talk about anything.
"This thousand is for the children's schooling and household expenses. I estimate that five hundred is enough for your family's annual expenses."
Five hundred! Our family's annual income is only two hundred, and you've spent five hundred this year. You really don't know how expensive food and fuel are until you manage the household.
Finally, Wan Feng gave his grandmother another thousand yuan: "Grandma, this money is for you to buy something you want. Don't tell anyone else, okay? When I come back in the summer, I'm going to ask you what you did with the money."
Old people all love money. Having money in hand will naturally make them feel confident, and being happy in heart will naturally make them healthy.
Wan Feng's last sentence was naturally because he was worried that his grandmother would foolishly give all the money to her grandchildren, and he would be left with nothing but anger in the end.
Grandma took it happily and said, "I won't give it to anyone. I'll keep it for myself."
"Don't save it, it happens every year."
In the blink of an eye, ten thousand yuan was distributed.
Uncle San gave the nine thousand yuan to Aunt San, and Aunt San went back to Nankang with the money.
"Nephew, what do you think I can do?" Wan Shuiming couldn't calm down for a long time when his nephew said that he could earn one hundred thousand or two hundred thousand a year.
"You? Actually, you can't do anything, but with my support, you can still do something. But I can't force you to do it if you don't want to."
Wan Shuiming thought for a long time with a bitter face and smoked two cigarettes in a row.
"You should smoke less. You always cough when you wake up in the morning." Aunt San gave orders.
Wan Shuiming ignored his wife.
"What are the supporting facilities you mentioned just now?" Wan Shuiming began to ask without hesitation.
He had to ask, because the impact this young nephew had on him was too strong, and it simply overturned the outlook on life that he had worked so hard to build up over the past 35 years.
And those bodyguards of this guy, yes! He now thinks those people following his nephew are his nephew's bodyguards.
He heard the bodyguards inadvertently mention that his nephew now had two wives, both of whom were as beautiful as flowers.
This shocked him.
"If I explain it in detail, you won't understand. I'll just give you a rough idea. The factory I'm investing in now is a motorcycle factory..."
"What is that? A motorcycle? You built this thing?" Wan Shuiming had at least seen a motorcycle once. Smoke was coming out of the back of the motorcycle, and it was much more labor-saving than riding a bicycle.
"What's so strange about that?"
Isn't this strange? Is it possible that this nephew can just stick a detonator in his butt and fly into space?
"A motorcycle is made up of thousands of parts, large and small. The core of these parts is produced in my factory, mainly the engine assembly. The rest are almost all outsourced to other factories. If you want to do it, I can produce one or more low-tech parts, such as motorcycle rearview mirrors, taillights, fenders, and car seats. These things don't require high technical requirements. As long as the products are qualified, they will make money. But because of this, the profit margins of these parts are relatively low, and you can only make a small profit. If you open a factory here, not to mention other things, the shipping costs will dilute the already low profits, and the profit you have will be even less. If you can make more than 100,000 yuan a year running a factory in my place, you can make 30,000 or 50,000 yuan here. It's good."
"Thirty or fifty thousand is fine!" Wan Shuiming seemed very content.
Look at his pursuit, it's a typical small farmer's mentality. Wan Feng thinks Wan Shuiming is better off farming.
"Construction of the factory will begin in the spring, once the ground is dry. It's expected to be completed around July. Anyway, I'll take you to see it when I get back. It won't be too late to make a decision then."
Wan Feng's investment budget for the factory is 300,000 yuan. He wants to build a building in Nandawan, which will not only be a motorcycle factory, but also reserve space for other enterprises in the future. Otherwise, how could he occupy an area of 40 to 50 acres of land.
The investment in purchasing the most advanced domestic machine tools would be around 300,000 to 400,000 yuan, including the production line he purchased. The estimated investment in this factory is 6 million yuan.
In terms of the scale of individual investment, in the spring of 1985, this scale was very astonishing.
The money for building the factory was withdrawn from the various dividend projects of the garment factory and Wahou, and handled by Luan Feng. Anyway, he had an income of more than 200,000 yuan per month, so there was no problem in building a factory.
"Okay, I'll go with you in the summer to see what Red Cliff is like."
On the morning of January 24, 1985, Wan Feng said goodbye to his grandmother, uncle and his family.
Grandma and her third aunt, who supported her, walked all the way to the village entrance. They were silent and had tears in their eyes. The sound of camel bells rang in their ears.
As agreed, Polonaici came to pick up Wanfeng and brought Wanfeng to Changtu County Railway Station.
I went into the station to buy a ticket and waited for more than two hours before boarding the northbound train.
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