Chapter 242

Go to the farm

Earlier, He Min was also at Capital International Airport.

If we were to say who has changed the fastest in recent years, it would be He Min.

Of course, he was fifty years old, with a head full of white hair, and Yuan Hua beside him was rushed here from the military area. Although he was also fifty years old, he looked many times younger than him.

In addition, there was a young girl next to them, with a ponytail, white sneakers, and a white shirt. Her skin was as white as milk, and she had two big watery eyes. She held Yuan Hua's hand and said, "Don't worry, He Junqiang promised our leader that he will definitely come back."

"Yes, my old father is still in his hometown. He went abroad to study at public expense. If he really doesn't come back, I will go to the United States in person and bring him back."

In fact, He Junqiang's student visa expired a month ago, and his delay in returning to China has put pressure on He Min.

He Junqiang refused to communicate with anyone and was only willing to answer Liu Xiaohong's calls. Liu Xiaohong persuaded him again and again, and finally, he agreed to come back.

Today was the day he had promised to come back. Well, both flights from San Francisco had landed and everyone had left, but he was still not there.

At this moment, the airport ground staff announced that they were looking for Liu Xiaohong.

That’s right, He Junqiang used his connections to make a direct overseas call to the airport ground staff.

"Liu Xiaohong, you didn't answer my call just now, but Nie Weimin did. I asked you if you were surprised." He Junqiang said on the phone.

"He Junqiang, it would be fine if you didn't come back, but what kind of conspiracy are you playing? Is it interesting?" Liu Xiaohong asked back.

"Yes, I want you to see Nie Weimin's true face. Besides, Dongfeng City has no future. I have told you so many times that if you come to America, I will arrange the best job for you. Those acquaintances in your stinky farm and stinky base will be jealous, but they can't do anything about it. But you won't listen. You just won't listen. Give up now, I will help you arrange a passport. Come quickly, I'm waiting for you."

Liu Xiaohong picked up the phone and said, "He Junqiang, fuck your eight generations of ancestors. When I go abroad for academic exchange one day, if I see you serving dishes, I will give you a $20 tip. Bye."

Looking back at He Min and Yuan Hua who were full of hope, Liu Xiaohong had to comfort He Min, the poor old man with gray hair, whose son was stranded abroad and who didn't know how embarrassed he would be when he returned to the mining area.

Yuan Hua didn't care. Now that they had another child, and He Junqiang was grown up, he had his own choices. He could just treat it as a piece of barbecued pork and throw it away.

After scolding He Min for not educating her son well, she bought a plane ticket and returned to Chengdu immediately.

Liu Xiaohong bought two plane tickets, supported the devastated He Min, and prepared to send him back to the mining area.

Therefore, she, Nie Weimin and Hong Jiu actually took the same flight back to the mining area.

However, because Nie Weimin and Hong Jiu were international students who had returned from abroad, they temporarily sat in the front of the cabin, while she and He Min sat at the back.

"That's the guard in front, right? You've found your date." He Min was sad, but she didn't forget to gossip, "Do you want to go over and say hello?"

Liu Xiaohong glared at him angrily. "It must be your son's doing. He is the only person abroad who can contact our work group. He must have said a lot of bad things about me in front of the people and slandered both of us. Sooner or later, I will fly to the United States and strangle your son to death."

He Min was so frightened that she dared not speak anymore.

Nie Weimin was full of enthusiasm, but when he entered the house, he found that no one was there to greet him, and he was quite puzzled.

"Your father and mother don't welcome me." Hong Jiu pouted. "I don't want to go to Dongfeng City. I don't want to stay in this base for even a day."

Nie Weimin is just like his father. When it comes to household chores, he always prefers to do less rather than more. "Why don't you go back first?"

Hong Jiu ran to ask her father and mother, "Mom, let's go back first. I don't want to stay here."

Jiu Zhaonan was looking around the yard. "Jiu'er, this place is great. We haven't even seen his parents yet. Why don't you want to stay?"

Hong Jiu pointed at Nie's yard and said, "It's too shabby, and it seems that he doesn't even have a flush toilet."

Jiu Zhaonan is from the countryside and is an expert in this area. "They can store fertilizer and grow crops themselves. They also have a house in the mining area. Chen Lina is the general manager of two large clothing factories. How can she be short of money?"

Hong Jiu still felt uncomfortable. "Mom, I like staying in the city."

"Where else can you find a guy as great as Nie Weimin? Let's just bear with it for now. You guys are in love, you're getting married, and you have to meet your parents when you get married. How can you get married without them?"

"Isn't it enough to just get a certificate?" Hong Jiu said.

Jiuzhaonan waved his hand and said, "How can we just get a certificate? Your father is a laborer now. Your wedding should be a match made in heaven. When we get married, we should invite some distinguished guests. I think your father will be able to take it a step further."

In fact, Hong Jinbu's current rank is already very high, but after all, it is a cadre system, so even if he advances half a level, there are still benefits of half a level.

Among the leaders who have been promoted from the oil system, Hong Jinbu now has real power and status, but he also has to advance to this half level.

The reason why Hong Jinbu is so enthusiastic about his sons and daughters' marriages is because of his special status as a laborer, and he can make further progress with his status as a laborer.

Hong Jiu was still quite unhappy.

Poor Nie Weimin, the young man has not yet learned to adapt to being someone else's son-in-law. When he walked in, he saw that the bricks in the house were newly laid, the walls were newly painted, and the roof had been replaced. It was bright and fresh. There were kangs in the master bedroom and the small bedroom. He felt fresh and happy.

Well, he became a little kid again, and kept shouting for the light in the living room. When he saw that it was not on, he took it down and saw that the voice-controlled light he had installed had also been replaced by his dad.

"What do you mean by asking them to get married right away?" Nie Gong came in and exchanged a few pleasantries with Hong Jinbu, then his face changed. "Nie Weimin, are you in a hurry to get married?"

Nie Weimin was standing in front of the glass window with his hands in his pockets.

Hearing his father shout, he was stunned, "Ah, Dad?"

"Are you going to get married?"

"No, not so fast. Hong Jiu and I are both non-marriageists." Nie Weimin said absentmindedly, just looking outside.

The worker looked at his son with his eyes wide open. Well, after not seeing him for five years, he found that he was a handsome young man with good looks, much more handsome than when he was young. But he seemed absent-minded, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

So he had no choice but to say, "The children are still young, why don't we talk about marriage first? Let's talk about it after the children."

"Our family can give them an apartment in Beijing and two in the autonomous region. To be honest, our only progress is this one daughter. We want to discuss the issue of what surname the child will have in the future." Jiuzhaonan ignored Nie Gong's topic and got into the topic of having children.

"The child must have my surname because my mother will help me take care of the child. If you want one with your surname, that's fine, but you have to raise the child yourselves. I won't take care of the child," said Hong Jiu.

Jiu Zhaonan then said, "No, no, if you want a child of your own, you have to give money to Hong Jiu alone. Giving birth is too painful. Really, for a woman, the loss is too great. At least, you have to give 100,000 yuan, right?"

With the other party talking to himself in this way, Nie Gong had no idea how to respond.

At this point, he was so angry that he was almost mad at the sky. He just hoped that Miss Chen could come and save the situation as soon as possible, otherwise, he would get up and chase her away.

Just at this moment, there was the sound of a car driving outside the door.

Nie Weimin suddenly jumped up and said, "Mom, Mom, satellite, satellite."

He ran out in a few steps, ran into the yard, and without knowing how he got there, he knelt on the ground, and started crying like a child.

Thinking back to when they first met in Qisi Township, she brought three pairs of shoes, one for each of them, and cured his frostbite. Thinking back to when she first arrived at the base, she wore a thin cotton coat, wrapped herself in her only cotton jacket, and tied a belt in the middle to prevent air from leaking in. Nie Weimin was so sad that he couldn't speak.

It’s not that he had not been confused by capitalism, and it’s not that he had not doubted the international communism that his father firmly believed in.

However, whenever he thought of his forever young and beautiful mother who was staying in this yard, he would come back no matter what.

Not only did he come back himself, he also brought back Hong Jiu, who had always wanted to stay in the United States and refused to return to China.

Chen Lina was a little angry because Nie Weimin found a partner too early and wanted to get married right after getting off the plane. But when she saw him kneeling in the yard, crying like a baby, her anger disappeared.

Even if he is eighty, he is still a child as long as he has a mother.

"Hurry up, your girlfriend is not there, why are you crying? Aren't you ashamed?" Chen Lina said.

Nie Weimin hugged Chen Lina's waist, shook his head, and refused to get up.

Seeing that Hong Jinbu and his wife were drooling, Nie Gong quickly explained, "It's still a child, a child, it's normal."

Hong Jiu was standing by the living room window. The newly replaced aluminum alloy doors and windows gave her goosebumps all over her body. After looking at them for a long time, she whispered to her mother, "Why is Wei Min like this? It's so corny. The woman is only seven or eight years older than him at most. Why is he kneeling down and calling her mom?"

Of course, subconsciously, since they were not the ones who gave birth to Nie Weimin, Jiu Zhaonan and Hong Jiu did not take Chen Lina, the mother-in-law, seriously.

Jiu Zhaonan said, "Just watch. This woman can't be compared with Sun Gong, but as long as she is a foster mother, she can't help but be liked by the child, right?"

Chen Lina looks so young. She wears a navy blue silk shirt, tight-waisted straight pants, and a belt embroidered with sparkling diamonds. This woman's outfit is no less fashionable than those in the United States.

With long, shiny hair, she tied her hair up as soon as she entered the house and washed her hands in the basin. "Minister Hong, are you going to have dinner at my house today?"

Hong Jinbu heard that Chen Lina's food was delicious, but Jiu Zhaonan was from Baotou, and his food was really ordinary, so he said, "How about we have a meal at your house? Then Weimin will go back to Uru with us, how about that?"

This is treating Nie Weimin as their family property.

Chen Lina and Nie Gong felt today what it felt like to have the cabbage drive away the pigs they had raised with so much effort.

No one knows where Nie Weimin and Wei Xing have gone and they can't be found.

Nie Gong chatted with Hong Jinbu for a few words and said, "Sorry, you guys sit down and drink some tea. I'm going to help Xiao Chen cook."

"Nie Gong, we have to make it clear in advance. My daughter won't cook after she gets married. So, we two will pay for it together. My aunt will cook for her for half a year, and you ask Xiao Chen to cook for her for half a year. How about that?" Jiu Zhaonan suddenly said.

If he hadn't said this, after all, Nie Gongbi was an old father, and he was happy that his son had started a family, so it would have been natural for him to arrange the wedding.

As for whose surname the child would take, Nie Weimin's child would go to heaven after it was born, and Nie Gong didn't care.

But this sentence suddenly irritated the worker, "What do you mean by asking Xiao Chen to cook? Doesn't Hong Jiu have hands to ask Xiao Chen to cook?"

Hong Jiu looked at his hands and said, "I can't cook."

"If you don't know how to do it, then learn it. If you can't learn it, then go eat shit. My love, why should I cook for you?" Suddenly, the worker started swearing.

Before Hong Jinbu could react, Jiu Zhaonan simply grabbed the girl and left without saying anything, but from the look on her face, she was extremely angry.

Chen Lina is heating up food in the kitchen.

Because Nie Weimin was coming back, she cooked some fat braised pork, a big plate of chicken, and Nie Weimin's favorite braised dish. All of them were frozen in the refrigerator and would become more delicious the hotter they were.

As for the finger-thick vermicelli, she had soaked it before leaving in the morning. Now she threw it into the yellow stew and coated it with the sauce. It was so chewy.

Today, she mixed all the green vegetables that Nie Weimin loved to eat into salad.

When she makes salad, she likes to use half salad dressing and half ketchup, which makes it taste sour and cool.

She was mixing a large bowl of salad when she saw Hong Jinbu and his family leave without saying anything. Chen Lina said, "Your classmate is a vice-ministerial level worker. No one would scold him like you do, right?"

"Didn't you hear that? That woman actually asked you to cook for her daughter after you got married to Wei Min. My family is marrying a daughter-in-law, not an ancestor."

"Nie Gong, calm down and we'll talk. There's no friendship without fighting. We're leaving first." Hong came in and said goodbye. Well, he was too embarrassed to do that. He had to thank Han Yang for not fighting with Nie Gong.

Nie Gong pulled Chen Lina and said, "Hong Jinbu, it doesn't matter if the Qing Dynasty fell. This is a princess in my family, a proper princess with the purest bloodline. In the future, the children will have to kneel down whenever their mother enters the house. Without her, they would not have grown up so big. I will not allow her to do this anymore in the future. Nie Weimin, cook for me."

After yelling a few times, the little evildoer Nie Weimin, who had caused the trouble, had already run away to who knows where.

Chen Lina couldn't cover the worker's mouth even if she tried.

Moreover, the workers were so excited that they could not speak. "They can bully me, but how can they bully you like this?"

Nie Weimin was riding a bicycle, taking Nie Weixing to the farm.

After all, the two hadn't seen each other for five years. Satellite had grown into a young girl now, with dark skin and a high ponytail.

"You are going to look for Sister Xiaohong again." said Nie Weixing.

Nie Weimin asked, "Have you seen her?"

"No, and my aunt's family has moved to the mining area. Now there are only my grandparents on the farm. Sister Xiaohong is not here."

Nie Weimin was actually quite angry. That slick guy He Junqiang started to run around everywhere since he went abroad. For a while, Nie Weimin heard that he was very close to the Taiwanese, and then for another while, he was very close to the Malays. In short, he never had a single day of study to do.

However, he said that he could contact Liu Xiaohong through her mentor. According to him, Liu Xiaohong despised the farm and base where she once lived, and now she is obsessed with making a name for herself.

Of course, Nie Weimin has seen many people like this, such as He Junqiang himself. When he was in China, he was very well behaved. He called everyone "teacher" and always expressed gratitude to the motherland and the Party.

But when I went abroad, I kept complaining about the Scars of the Ten Years and the lack of human rights in my motherland. When I talked about the mining areas where I had worked, I called them a monster circle under the high pressure of communism.

Nie Weimin despised He Junqiang, so as a result, he also disliked Liu Xiaohong.

Although he said in his heart that he didn't like it, once he arrived at the base, like a docile dog, he couldn't help but walk towards the farm.

As soon as Nie Weimin entered the house, he took off the T-shirt and jeans he had worn abroad and changed into the sportswear and sports pants distributed by the Oilfield Middle School when he was in high school.

As a young man, when you go to the farm, why do you care about your image?

As a result, as soon as he arrived at Chen's father's house, he saw a young girl walking out.

She was wearing a very tacky floral sandal and a pair of sweatpants exactly like his.

Her hair was in a mess and she held a bowl of pig food in her hand.

At the moment they met, Nie Weixing pointed and said, "Brother, look, look, it's Sister Xiaohong."

Nie Weimin took a quick look and was shocked. His trousers were torn at the knees and his vest was torn and stained white. His hair was too long as it had not been trimmed for a long time. How could he show himself in public like this?

As for Liu Xiaohong, holding the pig food bowl in her hand, she looked down at her flowered shirt, a style from ten years ago, the same one she had made with Sun Duoyu. As for the sports pants, they were covered with patches.

What’s even more hateful is her hair. She hasn’t combed it since she came back, and it looks like a chicken’s nest on her head.

Nie Weimin turned his bicycle around and ran away, and Liu Xiaohong also turned around and ran home. Both of them were almost scared to death.