The Myth of Fortune Through Time

The garment factory does not have weekends, and is paid on a piece-by-piece basis.The wages for this batch of jeans are relatively high, 3.5 yuan to sew one piece.But the denim is so thick that it gets stuck in your hand accidentally.

At the end of the day, Su Jinhua pricked his index finger several times, and it bled once.

He wiped it with the back of his right hand, and hurriedly stepped on the sewing machine again.

The bb player in his waist rang, and he quickly dropped the half-sewn jeans, picked up the bb player and took a look, it was indeed his son's mobile phone number.

In the past, my son often called home. In the past three or four months, he called at most once a week. Every time, I only listened to his nagging.

Like now, knowing that he works in the factory, it is the first time to call him.

The son must have something important to do.

Su Jinhua couldn't sit still anymore, walked out of the workshop quickly, and went to the door to make a phone call.

There is a public phone on the wall at the entrance of the workshop, which can be called with a recharge card.

The phone was connected, and the son's waking voice came: "Dad, I got a bonus of 20 yuan, plus the [-] yuan I got last time. I plan to buy a house. Come and live together when the time comes."

"Buy a house?" Su Jinhua said casually, and then he reacted loudly: "You want to buy a house?"

On the other end of the phone, he woke up and said: "Renting a house is worse than buying a house. The house is your own, so you can live in peace of mind. I have 25 in my hand. I just went to the sales office to ask and I can buy a house."

Su Jinhua didn't know anything about the prices in the imperial capital, but he thought it must be very expensive. He said anxiously: "Your mother and I have 25 to [-] yuan in savings. If you want to buy a house...what did you just say, you have [-] yuan in your hand?"

Su Jinhua yelled out the last sentence with all his strength, and many people in the workshop heard it, and they paused when they stepped on the sewing machine.

For a garment factory worker who works 25 hours a day and only earns five to six hundred yuan a month, [-] yuan is really an astronomical figure.

They have worked for more than 30 years and saved so much money without eating, drinking or spending a penny.

Su Xing's eardrums were almost shattered, so he moved the phone away and said, "Dad, keep your voice down."

"Okay, okay." Su Jinhua said cautiously: "How long have you earned so much since you graduated?"

Su Xing said: "Dad, I told you that securities companies make a lot of money. I just graduated and got less, and some colleagues got millions."

Lu Siying, who was leaning against him and heard the conversation between the two clearly, made a grimace, and silently said with her lips: "I believe you. It's just that you take too much."

She didn't make a sound, Su Jinhua couldn't hear it, and besides, under his agitated mood, even if he heard it, he didn't take it to heart.Just keep asking: "Really earn so much? This is too much!"

No wonder Su Xing doesn't know how to tell you about buying a house. You have to know that your son is already a rich man with a net worth of tens of millions, so aren't you scared?Lu Siying felt that Uncle Su was too simple.

Su Xing said: "Really. If you don't believe me, I'll give you a train ticket. You can take a few days off and come over with Mom. I'll show you the passbook."

I dare not mention buying a plane ticket, for fear of frightening him.

Su Jinhua is the father of this body, and Su Xing feels that he has an obligation to take care of them until the end of their lives.When I first received calls from the elders, I didn't understand the situation, and I said more and made more mistakes, and said less and less mistakes, and I didn't say anything good, so I just listened and didn't say anything.

Who will guard against his own son?Su Jinhua doesn't know either, and there are a lot of short stories from the parents.

Who wakes up?He has worked in the sales department for ten years and has been a manager for five years. He usually communicates with all kinds of people, and he can understand only three points of their words.The affairs of the Su family have been known for a long time.

His father, Su Jinhua, used to work as a sewing worker in a state-owned factory. The state-owned factory was not profitable, and sometimes he didn't even have a salary of [-] yuan a month.Some private garment factories are paid by the piece, and they earn more money if they do more work. Many workers go there.

Su Jinhua simply laid off and went to a private clothing factory.

A salary of five or six hundred yuan a month is already a high salary for an inland city.

Two years ago, I heard that I also worked as a sewing worker in a factory and was also paid by the meter. When I went to work in Guangdong Province, I could get more than [-] yuan a month.Some workers went south, but Su Jinhua was old and didn't want to go.

He wants to work in a garment factory for a few years, and when his son gets married, he leaves the factory and goes to his son's place with his wife to help him take care of the children.

Unexpectedly, only a few months after graduation, his son earned 25 yuan.

He asked his son that the securities company traded in stocks.It turns out that stocks are so profitable.

Su Jinhua said: "No, no, the train ticket costs tens of yuan, and your mother and I will spend about a hundred yuan together. I will lose a few days of work, and I will lose nearly a hundred yuan. It is not worth it."

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Su Xing said: "Dad, I will rent another apartment. You can live in it when you come. We will move in when the house is renovated."

He planned to tell the second elder of the Su family to buy a house by himself first, and then make up an excuse when they find out that the house is very big and costs a lot of money.Saying to buy a house of 180 square meters all of a sudden, I am afraid that the old man can't bear it.

Take your time and let them have an acceptance process.

Su Jinhua held the microphone and didn't know what to say. He wanted to help his son save money to marry a wife, but his son earned 25 in a few months, so that means tens of thousands a month.

What's the point of earning five or six hundred yuan a month by yourself?

A waking voice came from the microphone: "Dad? Dad, what's wrong with you?"

Don't scare the old man.

After 1 minute, Su Jinhua said: "Let me think about it, no, go home and discuss it with your mother."

This is nonsense, you have always had the final say in the family, when did you discuss major matters with my mother?Su Xing slandered, but did not reveal it, and said, "Okay."

Su Jinhua said cautiously: "Then, I'll hang up."

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone, he stood there for two or three minutes, and then touched the wall in front of him. It felt hard, not like a dream.Then, a smile bloomed on his face little by little.

He yelled so loudly just now that many workers heard him and said, "Old Su, what is 25 yuan?"

The wrinkles on Su Jinhua's face were like blooming flowers, and he said loudly: "My son! My son has earned 25 yuan, and he is going to buy a house in the imperial capital. He will take me and his mother to live happily."

As soon as he finished speaking, countless jealous eyes fell on his face, and needles could be heard in the workshop.

A few seconds later, the workshop director said: "Your son is so promising, it is not in vain for you to send him to college."

"That's not true." Su Jinhua went back to the sewing machine, picked up the half-sewn jeans, and couldn't get on the sewing machine anymore.

The workers discussed it.Someone said: "Old Su's son won't do illegal things, right? It's not so fast to make money with a serious job."

Someone said: "His son graduated from a famous university and works in a listed company with good benefits. Maybe he can make money so quickly."

The previous person sneered: "Hmph, if he really wants to make money fast, does he still need to work overtime?"

"I don't think it's a lie. Maybe he really went to the imperial capital to enjoy the blessing."

"I also have a son. Why is my son so useless, earning hundreds of dollars a month?"

One sentence expresses the aspirations of the workers. They are no longer interested in talking, and they all lower their heads and step on the sewing machine.