Sheng Xinyun's habits remained unchanged. He touched the mole on the corner of his mouth and looked around to find something.

Since Wen Yu heard the sound of footsteps, she began to hide her laptop, and hid her head under the table, including herself.

Sheng Xinyun thought that someone would not have come to the unit so early, but he never expected that Wenyu and Li Daopei were still in the No. 1 conference hall.

Just as he was about to take away Wenyu and Li Daopai's hand-drawn drawings, Li Daopai reached out from under the table and grabbed him...

He pulled Li Daopei's hand away, spread his feet and ran away without looking back. He didn't breathe a sigh of relief until the sporadic breakfast stalls on Beihai Street appeared.

Wenyu and Li Daopai crawled out of the table and smiled knowingly. Just as he was about to go home to rest, he had a sudden inspiration and said to Li Daopai:

"Little eunuch, we left the handmade drawings here and took the laptop home. I can use the computer at home, and we can draw it by hand at work to confuse our opponents."

"Oh! Brother Yu is so bad, I agree."

It happened to be around 6 a.m. on Saturday, August 8th. Wenyu and Li Daopai left a leave note for Yuhengzhi and left the unit with their laptop.

In the 1990s, working hours were half a day from Monday to Saturday. Wenyu planned to go to Wanda Enterprise tomorrow afternoon to deliver the mold design drawings for the ballpoint pen set. He set a hurry time for himself, and he believed that only in this way could he urge himself.

He was in a hurry and made mistakes in chaos. Li Daopei reminded him with some concern: "Hey, I remind you not to be too hasty! Otherwise, there will be a mistake. Who will leave? See you at the door of my second uncle's unit at 1:00 tomorrow afternoon."

"OK." Wen Yu said as he watched Li Daopai leave and gestured.

Wenyu returned home...

...

Wenyu's mother Ji Rong is 47 years old. She is wearing an apron and is in the kitchen. She is like a light swallow and soft and soft, like a dancing body. However, she is working as an fitter at Yongfeng No. 1 Machine Tool Factory.

She pointed at Wen Qian who was sitting on the sofa watching TV with a kitchen knife in her hand and said, "Wen Qian, I tell you, I will be in trouble for eight lifetimes after marrying you. They have replaced your position as team leader and they excluded me in the factory. What about you? You don't even dare to give up a fart. Are you still a man? I won't go to work today, so we can only eat air.

Wen Qian turned off the TV switch and said with a smile: "Who said I didn't fart anymore? I'm going to let it go, I'm going to blame me? Just say it! We have been included in the layoff list by the unit. Who knows when will the compensation be paid? In the future, alas!"

Wen Qian sighed and glanced at his son Wenyu next to him. He was 1.75 meters tall and handsome, with bright and shiny earrings on his right ear, and smiled at Ji Rong with a weird smile...

"Why are you laughing at? Are you having any eye problems? Xiaoyu brags about how you can do the bridge structural parts you made. Did you instigate your child to do this?"

Wen Qian did not answer Ji Rong, and glanced at Wen Yu again, signaling her to look at Wen Yu. Unexpectedly, Ji Rong looked at him a few times this time...

"Xiaoyu, why are you like a second-rate guy and bringing studs? Where did you get the money to buy studs? Take it off immediately and let mom wear it."

When Ji Rong's words reached Wenyu's ears, he came to his senses.

"Arguing every day, do you know that it's too late to wait for you to regret it?"

"What?" Ji Rong asked Wenyu in confusion.

Wenyu looked at the interior decoration. The TV was a Changhong 14-inch loudspeaker black and white TV. There was no refrigerator or air conditioner, and only a Great Wall electric fan. These were the most popular brands in China at that time. He was even more sure to take the throne of the factory manager as soon as possible and bring back the Yongfeng No. 1 Machine Tool Factory.

"Wengan, I tell you, if we are going to be laid off, we can only pick up trash. Xiaoyu, why did you make a bet with Yu Hengzhi if you don't know anything?"

"Hehe, Mom, don't worry about this, I'm still busy."

Wenyu said as she brought her laptop on her bedding room, she heard Wenkan’s complaint:

"Does my family still have the right to speak? I dislike me every day, what's wrong with me? Aren't you laid off as well? Who are you kidding?"

"Am I laughing at you? I'm scolding you. Get out, your job is to find a way not to let the unit lay off me. If it doesn't work well, don't come back."

Wen Gan sat on the sofa and said, "I think beautifully. This house was distributed to us by the unit. If it was laid off, it might be taken back soon."

Wen Yu looked around and saw such a familiar environment. The three old flats were so old that I had never left here since I could remember, and it was not moved away until the government demolished it.

This time it should be the most fierce quarrel between parents.

Ji Rong pulled Wen Gan up from the sofa with all her strength and spat, "Get out, waste."

Wen Yu couldn't stand Ji Rong's strength and said casually: "Mom, how could you say that to my dad?"

"Get out too, I'm very annoyed." Ji Rong shouted at Wen Yu with her angry face.

Wen Guan is 400 yuan per month, but his skills are quite high, Ji Rong is 300 yuan per month.

No matter what era, most of them work as fitters are men. She can't move too heavy workpieces, so her salary is naturally lower. Except for the daily living expenses, there is not much left every month, and they are all held in Ji Rong's hand. It's strange that she would rather let Wen Gan borrow than use them.

"Hey? Xiaoyu, let me tell you, I'm in a bad mood today and I won't cook. You can do it!" Ji Rong took off her apron and glared at Wen Gan and said.

"If you don't eat, don't eat. You can't starve. How important money is to your mother! We are laid off and now we have not paid back the money. My son wants to save us by relying on his own level. But what about you, you have never stopped talking since the child came back. You always dislike me. You can't live this life. I'm fed up." Wen Gan said as he overturned the dining table and left angrily.

Ji Rong felt very wronged. Wen Gan hadn't yelled at her so loudly for so many years, let alone in front of her son. The more she thought about it, she felt more and more uncomfortable. She collapsed on the ground and cried loudly.

Wenyu saw this scene and didn't know what to say, so she had to find a handkerchief to help her mother wipe her tears and said, "Mom, don't be sad, dad, it's actually...yes..."

Wen Yu wanted to say that his father never came back this time after leaving. Many years later, the police station asked him to claim the body and found out that his father died of lung cancer.

He didn't want to implicate his family, and he was under too much pressure, so he chose to leave and chose to bear it silently alone.

Wen Yu was thinking dumbly... and made Ji Rong worry.

"Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu, what are you thinking? What's wrong with your dad?" Ji Rong grabbed Wenyu's arm and shouted.

"Mom, let's talk about it when I'm back, I'll go find my dad."

Wenyu didn't know where Wengan went, so he began to shout wildly along the way...

Just as Wen Yu was wandering on the crossroads, anxious and turned a blind eye to the greetings of his acquaintances, he walked back unknowingly.

The match with Yu Hengzhi had to rely on Wen Gan's welding Wen Yu, which was now like a body. He knew that Wen Gan had left but never came back. This incident happened again, which made him feel upset.

Ji Rong asked with concern: "You are the only one who came back?"

Wenyu didn't say anything, closed the door, and tears fell down. Faced with such a family, he wanted to change but was unable to do so.
Chapter completed!