Chapter 196

After a while, Jia Zhang took out a basin and washed clothes, while she had to look after Xiaodang, and she finally hung the clothes up.

I was just about to lie down for a while because I was hungry and I had to make lunch. Dongxu hasn't come back yet.

"God damn it, it's the holidays, why is there no white flour at home?"

Jia Zhang opened the lid of the grain storage jar and only corn flour was left inside.

She originally worked in a factory and had flour tickets, and ate white flour in the canteen at noon, but her daughter-in-law took over her job, so she had to hand in the tickets because the rest of the family's rations had been exchanged for grain.

In addition, she went from being a glorious steel worker to an ordinary resident, and her food ration dropped from 27 kilograms to 21 kilograms. Who could bear this?

……

"Good morning, Second Auntie!"

Li Zhiguo came out of the house holding a basin and a kettle. The weather was getting colder, so hot water was needed for washing.

"It's still early. It's already noon. My steamed bread is already in the steamer."

Second Aunt was alone at home, Guangqi and his wife Cai Sufen were both at work. Guangtian and Guangfu were at school, so the days were actually more relaxed than before.

In addition, with the addition of a daughter-in-law, there is a ration for workers, so there is more food than before.

"Isn't this just to recuperate? When I get better, I have to go out and earn money to support my family."

Li Zhiguo found a very good excuse. It was not shameful. If he was not too old, he could have carried a bird cage and put it in a safe place.

The second aunt came over with a smile to help pour water for washing her face, leaned close and whispered: "Li Zhiguo, the monthly ration will be changed in a few days, you must save some food coupons, so that you can exchange them for sweet potatoes. I will ask you to go with me."

"Okay! Let's go with each other."

Li Zhiguo whispered something to the second aunt, making her laugh. After washing his face and waking up, he decided to start walking.

"Second Aunt, I'm going to go out now. Please keep an eye on Guan Xiang when he comes back this afternoon."

"Okay, don't worry, I'm here."

The second aunt watched the people go away, then hurried back to check the pot.

Li Zhiguo left the yard, thinking that when his son grows up, he can go to the Children's Palace to play.

The so-called Children's Palace originated from Big Brother, which is equivalent to a children's extracurricular activity center. Similar ones include youth palaces, science and technology museums, children's parks, etc.

It is a people's livelihood welfare process, which aims to solve the problem of after-school care for children in workers' families.

At present, everything in the Children's Palace is free, including libraries, art galleries, singing rooms, sports stadiums, etc. It is equivalent to free free-range extracurricular training and collective nurseries.

But there is one bad thing, which is that there are so many people. For example, if you want to play table tennis, you have to reserve a seat. And if you want to read picture books, you can only read them there and cannot take them away.

So more children still hang out in the alleys after school, looking for a few cents to buy a small fried dough twist and eat it with an iron ring. Isn’t that beautiful?

It would be even better if you could pick up a chicken in the yard and roast it.

In fact, rural children have it better. They carry a backpack to school and cut some grass on the way. After school, they cut grass on the way back and earn work points.

"Dongxu, you are here?"

Li Zhiguo was a little confused. What era was this? The Dongxu brothers could reach his level. They went to eat out at noon.

"Brother, I'm hungry."

Instead of being embarrassed, Jia Dongxu felt a little proud. He was eating a bowl of noodles with relish.

"Where did you get the ticket?"

After Li Zhiguo sat down, he asked the waiter to bring him a bowl of vegetarian noodles. He did not dare to use his meat coupons as he had used up all his money for this month.

"My mother stopped working, so she gave her ticket to Bihua, saving a pound for me."

Jia Dongxu ordered two taels of noodles. If you are not full, drink more soup.

"Okay, men should be nicer to themselves and take care of their health. Let your mother work more in the future. You can make money only when you take good care of your health." Li Zhiguo was imparting the way of survival and the motto of life.

"I think so too."

Jia Dongxu drank the noodle soup and didn't leave in a hurry. He let time slow down, got up slowly, walked slowly, ate noodles slowly, and drank the soup slowly!
Don’t you have a song called “Slowly”? Just write it down and send it to a publishing house. If it is published, you can get the royalties.

"Brother, your face is coming."

The guy who used to deliver the food is now a young man and has become an employee of a public-private partnership.

"Got it!"

Li Zhiguo picked up a pair of chopsticks and started eating. It still tasted the same, but a little lighter and without any oil.

"Brother, you haven't come to work yet!"

The young man didn't rush to leave and sat down on the stool next to him.

"I'm unemployed and ready to go to work at any time. I have two children at home and the burden is heavy."

Li Zhiguo smiled and said that one should not only eat noodles but also drink the soup, this is the Pian Tang Hua.

After a short while, they dispersed and left the noodle shop. He asked, "Dongxu, where are you going this afternoon?"

"I'll go for a walk outside Dongzhimen and then pick up my kids from school."

Jia Dongxu still wanted to try his luck along the river.

"Okay, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

Li Zhiguo went to Qianmen Middle School, but he was thinking about the issue of going to the countryside to join the production team.

Xueyi is an only child and does not need to go to the countryside.

Xiao Hongxing, the only child of Xu Damao, also did not have to go to the countryside.

If his eldest son Guan Xiang, as a member of the third generation, did not go to the countryside, then his youngest son Chaoyang would have to go to the countryside, and only one of the two sons could stay.

Then let Guan Xiang go to the countryside, with Han Chunming, Cheng Jianjun and their group. At least it will be safe, and he can come back after staying for a few years.

"Brother Li!"

A shout brought him back to his senses. When he raised his eyes, he arrived at Qianmen Middle School and Ding Qiunan was waving at the door.

"You've been waiting for a long time!" Li Zhiguo stopped the car on the side of the road, openly and without fear of being seen.

"Just a moment." Ding Qiunan lived on campus and waited at the door after having lunch.

"Well, here are the rice tickets for you."

Li Zhiguo took out a handkerchief and handed it over. The money was wrapped inside so as not to show off his wealth.

"Brother Li, I have a ticket."

Ding Qiunan doesn't have a big appetite. As a southerner, he craves rice and always eats pasta. He always feels hungry and gets hungry quickly.

In Beijing, it was just the opposite. Two years ago, villagers from the suburbs often took rice to the city to exchange for white flour, because they felt that eating white flour would make them fuller.

"Take it. I don't need these tickets. You are in your third year of high school. Do you find studying difficult?"

Li Zhiguo wanted to give him tutoring or something. He used to be a top student in the community and scored over 660 points in the college entrance examination, but he had returned the score to the teacher a long time ago, and the textbooks were not the same, so he couldn't teach.

"It's a little difficult, but I live on campus and can study at night."

Ding Qiunan studies very hard. She knows how rare it is to have the opportunity to go to high school, so she must strive to be admitted to university.

"Well, don't get too tired. That's all, let's go back. I have something else to do and I have to leave too."

He pretended to check his watch, but he was not busy.

"Well! Brother Li, take care."

Ding Qiunan held the handkerchief in her hand. After returning to the dormitory, she opened it and saw that there were ten kilograms of rice coupons wrapped inside. This was not easy to do. It would take a ration of one hundred kilograms to save up so many rice coupons.

Li Zhiguo went directly to the silk shop. He no longer had to settle accounts on the street, which reduced his burden.

"Manager Li, you are here. Something happened in the store." He Yumei came forward. She didn't have a feather duster in her hand, but it seemed that she had work to do.

"What happened?" Li Zhiguo saw that there were only a few employees in the store and Pian Ye was no longer there.

"The street and neighborhood committee assigned us a task to help receive the disaster victims outside Yongdingmen."

He Yumei was originally a secret agent and had to report the situation in the store every time.

“Are there disaster victims now?”

Li Zhiguo was stunned for a moment. Although the harvest this year was not good, it was not yet the time of shortage.

"I heard they are refugees from other places, not disaster victims from around the capital. Sister Xueru and Mr. Pian are all helping out in the cafeteria. It was a task assigned to them yesterday."

He Yumei was also going, but Chuntao got there first, so she had to watch the store.

"Okay, I'll go over there now."

Li Zhiguo went to the cafeteria. As expected, it was already past mealtime, but there were still customers queuing in the cafeteria. Well, judging from their clothes, they were all refugees.

This is normal. If a production team or even an entire commune is severely affected by a disaster and cannot get relief food for a while, everyone will have to go their separate ways to find a way to survive.

The capital city has been a target since ancient times. Once hit by a disaster, the instinctive reaction is to drag the family to the big city for relief.

But we can’t do the porridge-giving thing now, because there are no rich people in the city. The former capitalists can only eat meat behind closed doors, and they dare not give out their surplus grain.

Therefore, the higher authorities assigned the task to the nearby streets, and the streets could only place the victims in various canteens for meals.

"Zhiguo, why are you here?"

Chen Xueru saw her man in the crowd at a glance. He stood out from the crowd and was different from others.

"Come and see what the situation is now."

Li Zhiguo walked past the victims. Fortunately, those who were queuing for food were still able to stand, but their physical condition was not very good. Their faces were pale and they were extremely thin.

"We've been busy for two days. Let's talk inside."

Chen Xueru was dressed very simply today and didn't wear any jewelry. If she dressed brightly and beautifully while others were fleeing from the disaster, it would have a very bad influence.

"The street office gave us the task of hosting the disaster victims in the canteen in front of the main entrance, the canteen in the tavern, and the canteens in various government agencies.

We can’t just give out food randomly, we have to register it and give it in fixed quantities, just like the commune canteens. It’s very troublesome, and we haven’t sorted it out yet.”

Chen Xueru is usually strong and likes to compete for victory or defeat, but when encountering something like this, she still sympathizes with the victims and is willing to help.

"Well, it's time to contribute. You should allocate manpower and give full support. You can donate money to the victims when necessary, but don't be a sucker. Be moderate and help in emergencies instead of helping the poor."

Li Zhiguo was actually just waiting for the victims to show up. Relief was definitely a must, but he also took care of Liang Ladi's matter at the same time.

He didn't have much to pursue in his life. He was born at the wrong time, had no place to display his knowledge, had no future at work, and had no conditions to start a business.

He simply pursued three wives and four concubines, and his wife supported him, and he supported his concubines, so that he could spend the money in his hands, so that the economy could flow and build a large-scale construction. Article 15 of the current "Marriage Law" stipulates that illegitimate children enjoy the same rights as legitimate children!
After having a child out of wedlock, if the woman can provide evidence to prove the child's biological father, then the man will have to bear the cost of child support until the woman remarries, and then the man can discuss a reduction in some of the costs at his discretion.

So as long as you are brave enough and shameless, having a child out of wedlock is not a big deal. But it’s okay for the man, but the woman can’t bear it, and it’s also a big problem for the child’s growth.

Li Zhiguo wanted Liang Ladi to have a child legally, which required a marriage certificate, but these days, those who could run away would have already run away.

Just like Hou Cheng, there is also the old man’s son and daughter-in-law.

We can’t find a suitable person to be the scapegoat, but we can find the victims of the disaster instead of specific people to make fake certificates, as the consequences of that would be too serious.

Instead, they directly fabricated a fake disaster victim. This person does not exist at all. Now he has no ID card, so they just made up his name.

The uneducated villagers in the countryside don’t even have a file, and all the records are in the village.

In other words, Liang Ladi could get the certificate alone without the disaster victim being present, and there would be no way to check it afterwards.

Even if they investigate, since they were disaster victims, it's normal for them to be dead.

But if we want to take action, it is better to wait until next year. At present, there are not enough victims and the liquidity is not large enough.

"Zhiguo, what are you thinking about?" Chen Xueru stretched out her hand and waved it. How could he be distracted when he saw how beautiful she was?

"I want to take a concubine. What do you think?"

Li Zhiguo tentatively said that his concubine Chen Xueru was different from Qin Huairu. She had both a conservative and a radical side in her thinking.

"Take a concubine? Which girl do you like? Do you want me to help you propose marriage?"

Chen Xueru teased, and suddenly asked: "Then what am I, a concubine or a wife?"

"No, do you even need to ask? Xue Yi is already this old, and you are the legal wife, just like Qin Huairu.

Xueyi is also the legitimate son of our Li family and will inherit the estate in the future."

Li Zhiguo's ideas are not traditional, but in fact he can pursue tradition and pick up some bad habits from the old society.

"That's pretty much it!"

Chen Xueru herself was the mistress, so she attaches great importance to her status. Even if they cannot get a marriage certificate, she has to verbally acknowledge that she is the co-wife!

"Zhiguo, which girl do you really like?"

"Ahem, that's not true. I was just joking. I can't even get enough food to eat right now. There are so many disaster victims waiting outside. How can I have the time to take a concubine? I'll wait a few years, and if life gets better, that'll be fine."

Li Zhiguo did not make a final statement. After the reform and opening up, the family business will still be established.

In addition to relying on his wife for support, he will also make some appropriate investments, such as investing in his brother's wife Xu Huizhen and Lao Cai, or investing in Han Chunming.

Apart from anything else, if he could fleece the main characters of these two Zhengyang families, he could easily become a billionaire and achieve his small goals without having to do anything.

Of course, the prerequisite is to suppress these companies, so it is also necessary to plan ahead and do it silently.

Who knew Chen Xueru smiled and said: "Okay, as long as sister Huairu has no objection, I have no problem."

"Ahem, let's not talk about this anymore. Let's talk business. How many disaster victims do we need to arrange for? Where did they come from?"

As the public manager, he has to participate in this matter, otherwise it would be unacceptable.

"There are a lot of disaster victims, and our canteen doesn't have any extra food, so we have to rely on the grain station for distribution.

But the grain station is also short of food, especially in a few days until the 24th, when local households in our capital city will have to line up to exchange for next month's food, all waiting for the rice to be cooked.

We have to wait until sweet potatoes are available in large quantities, and grain is transferred from other places, so that the victims can return home to celebrate the New Year before winter, and then plant grain in the spring, otherwise they will have to flee again next year. "

Chen Xueru spoke of these things in a very coherent manner, because the public manager Li Zhiguo was not there, and she was the one who was in charge of disaster relief in the canteen.

"Well! You take care of the arrangements here first. I'll go to the tavern first, and then go to the street to get more detailed information.

Later, go find the lady director and secretly donate 5,000 yuan to the neighborhood committee for disaster relief. "

Li Zhiguo was thinking at this moment, if there were many disaster victims and the journey was far, maybe he could get Liang Ladi's marriage certificate this year.

Instead of holding it in the city, they went back to the village in Fengtai and waited for Liang Ladi to come back and announced the marriage directly, and that was it.

There is no Internet connection now, so the marriage certificate is just a piece of paper. Liang Ladi's household registration is registered with the steel rolling mill, and it is a collective household, but there is no separate household registration book. Without additional quota, no one will check.

It is even normal for the same person to have several identities.

"To govern the country, why do you have to donate money secretly? This is a good thing and should be publicized with great fanfare."

Chen Xueru felt that there was something wrong with this method.

"You are stupid. You are not short of money, but we had nearly a thousand merchants on Qianmen Street. Do you think they all made a lot of money?
How much money can be obtained from the redemption of the public-private partnership?

Old Zhao, who used to sell tea in Dazhalan, now earns only 40-odd yuan a month and has no tea to sell in his shop. What can he donate?
As long as you donate money, even 5,000, you will become a target. It is a kind of moral kidnapping, which is a bit like forcing those private shop owners to donate money.

At the same time, people will notice how rich you are, and maybe one day they will dig up old accounts and classify you as capital."

After a pause, Li Zhiguo continued, "So, you secretly donate money to let the director know your character. With this money, she can better help the victims, killing two birds with one stone.

When she retires, you will be the first person she will consider to take over.

I haven't told Xu Huizhen about this yet. If she were you, her first reaction would be to come here secretly.

You do things in a high-profile way, but you are prettier than her. And she is more capable than you at doing things, she likes to do things secretly, get things done, and then do things in a high-profile way to slap people in the face."

Chen Xueru's eyes lit up and she said hurriedly, "Zhiguo, I finally heard you say in person that I am prettier than Xu Huizhen. Usually, I saw you running to the tavern whenever you came over, and I thought you were thinking about her."

"Oh my god, what are you thinking? She is my sister-in-law, you can't make such a joke!
No, I said so much, but you only heard this sentence. You have to listen to the key points. Did you remember it?"

Li Zhiguo slapped his forehead. If he wasn't there, the concubine would really lose in the competition with Xu Huizhen.

"I understand. I will donate money secretly, and only Director Auntie will know my good deeds."

Chen Xueru listened and figured it out.

"Okay, I understand. Let's split up."

Li Zhiguo kissed his concubine and left.

He first showed up in the convenience canteen next to the tavern, and then promoted Fan Jinyou as the temporary leader of the disaster relief team. If nothing went wrong, the credit would go to him, but if something went wrong, Fan Jinyou would take the blame.

Then I went to the street office and didn't need to look for the director. I just asked Wang Qinian. He is still a street cadre and has this power.

Half an hour later, he flipped through the registration book of the victims and finally chose a place that was far away, severely affected, and basically had no harvest as the fake address.

Then they just forged their name and age, and that was it. They didn't need to worry about how many people were in the family, what their educational background was, or whether there was an ID number or anything like that.

In fact, it doesn’t have to be that complicated, because on the marriage certificate in Beijing, you only need to fill in your name and age.

In a few places, you will just fill in your native place or current address and that's it.

Of course, you will need to fill in more information when registering your household registration.

He forged the specific address so that he could give it to Liang Ladi to tell others, it was just a proof of their relationship.

I will silently note down the forged address, but I still have to wait. When the disaster victims evacuate and return home, that will be the time to apply for the certificate.

"Hey, Li Zhiguo, why are you here?"

Suddenly, an unexpected person came.

"Lao Guan, what are you doing here at the Street Office?"

Li Zhiguo was just about to leave the street when he met Guan Yushan. This old man was a smart man. He sent his son abroad early and also hid antiques at home.

He gave himself the nickname of Nine-Gates Admiral and spent his days lying down, harmless to both humans and animals.

"I came to ask about work."

I feel a little embarrassed about Shan. We are all smart people and we must know what he is thinking.

"I see. Go ahead and ask me. I'm leaving now."

Li Zhiguo thought, you are over fifty years old. As a remnant of the previous dynasty, why are you still working? You are just pretending to be poor. Maybe you can even get the minimum living allowance when you turn sixty.

……

In the blink of an eye, it was the end of September, and my brother-in-law Qin Guangming's wife gave birth to a big fat boy.

Plus it’s the tenth anniversary of the founding of the country, which makes it even more festive.

Li Zhiguo gave a red envelope of 200 yuan, once again allowing the Qin family to see their financial strength.

"Huai Ru, you and Guan Xiang stay here for three days. I have something to do at the water pump factory, so I won't be here anymore."

This year, National Day falls on a Thursday, so we have two days off, which is adjusted to three days off with Sunday. This is quite rare because the Spring Festival is only three days, which is considered a long holiday.

"Well, then you have to eat on time."

Qin Huairu felt something was going on, but she didn't dare to ask more.

"Okay, don't worry."

His schedule was already full, so he went to Chen Xueru's place on the first day. Taking advantage of the National Day and the bustling atmosphere outside, he stayed at Chen's house for a day and slept with his son at night.

The next day, I went to the courtyard. Liang Ladi was waiting for me. I hadn't seen her for some time.

"Brother, here I come!"

Liang Ladi was delighted to see someone coming to her house.

"Yes!" Li Zhiguo locked the door first, and then carried the person into the house.

"Lady, let's do this..."

He told her the plan, which was to fabricate a testimony from a disaster victim so that Liang Ladi could have a child.

Otherwise, when you get older and become an old maid, people will also talk about you.

Besides, if a woman doesn’t have a child, she won’t have any thoughts about it anymore. Times have changed.

"Yes! Brother, I will listen to you. I will go back to the village and ask my uncle to help me get the marriage certificate."

Although Liang Ladi felt a little weird, it was better than having a child out of wedlock, and she wanted a child.

"Brother, it's my second aunt's place. I can't hide it from her. She's been here before and knows that I live in your yard."

Li Zhiguo picked up the cigarette box, put it down again, and said, "Don't worry about your second aunt, Dr. Liang. Even if she finds something, she won't tell anyone.

Ladi, I already have three, two sons, and I want a daughter.”

"Ok!"

Liang Ladi actually wanted a son, but it depended on fate. She also knew that she could only have one, no matter whether it was a boy or a girl.

(End of this chapter)