The flowers in the factory of rebirth are too fierce

Dongshan Hotel is the designated reception unit of Legang, and it is also the state guesthouse of Ge'an. It existed before the founding of the People's Republic of China. Leaders at all levels stayed in Dongshan Hotel when they came to Ge'an to inspect their work.

The two cars arrived at the gate of Dongshan Hotel and everyone got out of the car.

Xu Dayou had already asked Wang Feng to book a large private room here, and he wanted to treat the study group members well.

The steel workers in the Northeast once again showed their toughness in drinking, playing in circles and dueling each other. Thanks to the leader, Lin Zhiyuan was successfully drunk.

Shi Maocai sent him back to the youth dormitory, "Da Lin, don't be so economical about drinking next time. This is the second time I have sent you home."

Lin Zhiyuan's head seemed to be no longer working. He used his last remaining sense to say thank you to the director, then threw himself on the bed and fell asleep in the blink of an eye.

After a full eighteen hours of sleep, Lin Zhiyuan didn't wake up until six o'clock the next morning.

He took the basin to the water room, washed his face with cold water, and finally woke up completely.

Ten minutes later, he got on his bicycle and went to the fitness community. He found Mrs. Li's house with familiarity and knocked on the door.

"Aunt Li, I'm here to see you." Lin Zhiyuan waved the gift in his hand.When he came back, he bought a lot of local specialties. This time he brought Mrs. Li some pastries suitable for the elderly.

Mrs. Li was surprised and happy when she saw Lin Zhiyuan, whom she hadn't seen for more than two months, reappearing in front of her.

Since her son went to Yanjing to work, she has been alone in Ge'an.The older people get, the more they look forward to family happiness and warmth. Lin Zhiyuan just met these needs for her.

Although the two have only been together for a short time, Mrs. Li has already regarded this enthusiastic young man as her junior.

Lin Zhiyuan suddenly went to Shanghai to study, which was a real surprise to Mrs. Li.

Now that Lin Zhiyuan is back and comes to see her with gifts, Old Mrs. Li is extremely happy, especially today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, a great day for family reunions.

"Xiao Lin, come in quickly. I haven't seen you for more than two months. I miss you so much. Let me see, are you thin?" Old Mrs. Li looked at Lin Zhiyuan with eyes full of love, "Have you had breakfast?" ?”

Lin Zhiyuan was not polite, "No! Auntie, I came to you as soon as I opened my eyes. I haven't seen you for more than two months, but I'm so disappointed. Auntie, this is what I gave you in Shanghai." The pastries you bought are quite soft, please try them."

Old Mrs. Li stood up immediately, "Just wait, I'll get you a bowl of noodles and two eggs for you."

"Okay, I just like to eat the food cooked by my aunt." Lin Zhiyuan is well aware of the psychology of these elderly people living alone. They have retired, have nothing to do at home all year round, and are lonely. Cooking is one of the few things that can reflect their value. One of them.

Old Mrs. Li moved very quickly, walked into the kitchen, filled the water, lit the fire, laid eggs on the bottom, sprinkled a handful of chopped green onions, poured a little sesame oil, and a bowl of fragrant poached egg noodles was ready.

The noodles that had just come out of the pot were a bit hot, and Lin Zhiyuan had to blow on them several times before he could finish the noodles.

His impatient look successfully made Old Mrs. Li laugh, "My son ate just like you when he was young, he wolfed it down."

Lin Zhiyuan was eating noodles while discussing something with Mrs. Li, "Aunt Li, today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. You can go to my house tonight! There are so many people in my family, let's celebrate the festival together."

This proposal was very tempting. Mrs. Li's heart moved at that time, but she still said: "You are a family celebrating the festival, why should I go there as an outsider?"

"Aunt, if you don't talk like this, how can you be an outsider? You are my aunt." With Lin Zhiyuan's sweet words, the old lady agreed in a few words.

"Okay, Xiaolin, since you said so, I will shamelessly go to your house to visit your parents."

Lin Zhiyuan was overjoyed, "Then let's make a deal, Auntie, it's still early, I'll come to pick you up at four in the afternoon."

Lin Zhiyuan ate the bowl of noodles clean, and even drank every drop of the soup, which made Aunt Li very satisfied.

After eating the noodles, Lin Zhiyuan and Mrs. Li said goodbye, then went downstairs and rode back to their home.

Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, but my mother Lin Xiufen is the only one at home.

In this era, the Mid-Autumn Festival was not yet a legal holiday, and other people had to wait until after get off work to come back.

Ning Xiufen is busy in the kitchen, preparing for the Mid-Autumn Festival dinner tonight.

As soon as Lin Zhiyuan entered the door, Ning Xiufen ran out of the kitchen with a quick step, holding her son in her arms without letting go, "Zhiyuan, let mom take a look. Are you black or thin?"

The son traveled thousands of miles, and his mother was worried. Lin Zhiyuan stayed in Shanghai for more than two months, but he thought Ning Xiufen was bad.

Ning Xiufen touched her son's face with her hands, tears streaming down her face.

"Mom, don't you think I'm doing well? I haven't lost any weight at all, and I've gained several pounds."

"You little heartless boy, you came back yesterday and didn't come home." Ning Xiufen got angry when she thought of this and hit her son.

Lin Zhiyuan grinned in pain deliberately, "Mom, you really can't blame me. Our factory leader arranged a banquet for us at the Dongshan Hotel. Do I dare not go?"

"Mom, this is a local specialty from Shanghai that I bought for you and my dad. You want to eat it." Lin Zhiyuan went into the kitchen and washed his hands, "Mom, let me help you cook!"

"I'm almost done. Just wait for your father and your sister to come back and fry two vegetables." Ning Xiufen pushed her son out of the kitchen. She couldn't bear to let her good son do this job.

When the couple came to the back room, Ning Xiufen first asked her son about the treasury bonds, "Zhiyuan, I heard from your sister and brother-in-law that you made more than 20 by flipping treasury bonds. Could it be that your brother-in-law heard the wrong thing?"

Ning Xiufen's voice trembled when she talked about this. She was a retired female factory worker, and her annual pension was more than 600 yuan. She had never seen tens of thousands of dollars in her life, so when Li Gang told her about this , Ning Xiufen didn’t believe it at all.

"Mom, my brother-in-law is right. To be precise, it's 21 yuan. My sister's 550 yuan is included in it. I bought the whole amount of stocks and brought back the fraction. Here, this is 3000 yuan. , here you go, the remaining 500 plus should be regarded as my hard work!"

Lin Zhiyuan took out 3000 yuan from his belt and placed it on the table. This belt was sewn by Yao Ye specifically for hiding money.

Ning Xiufen was sitting on the stool, her body was shaky and about to fall to the ground. Fortunately, Lin Zhiyuan quickly supported her with quick hands and eyes, "Mom, are you being stimulated too much and you can't bear it all at once?"

"21 yuan? Zhiyuan, you really didn't lie to your mother?" Ning Xiufen still refused to believe this reality, "Your father and I have to work hard to earn 3000 yuan a year. For 21 yuan, we have to save without eating or drinking. How can we spend so much money in 70 years?"

Lin Zhiyuan beat his mother's back and poured water. After struggling for a long time, Ning Xiufen calmed down.

"Son, you just said you bought stocks with 21 yuan. What are stocks?" How does an old lady in her 80s know what stocks are?

Lin Zhiyuan didn't know how to answer his mother's question. He thought for a moment, "Just think of it as another kind of treasury bill. It supports national construction anyway."