C39 Wang Gong and His Son

According to the decision of the engineering headquarters, in the last few days, the staff split up and went into the living area of the Wind Lightning Factory in groups of three. They started to check the information of the people and houses of the workers in detail.

At the same time, they also used their thoughts to explain the importance of the demolition this time. The only purpose of doing this was to let the old workers live happily and willingly move out of this shabby shanty area.

However, their kind and warm faces were stuck on their cold butts. Those old employees took this opportunity to pour out their bitter water one after another. They said that back then, they cared about the factory and did not care about the Gu family. They offered up a great youth. But now, the factory broke down the bridge after crossing the river and killed the donkey. They ruthlessly abandoned them. There was no place for them to live. They were like a group of bitter children who did not have parents.

As they spoke, some people could not help but burst into tears, catching Ning Peng and the others unprepared. They could only use good words to comfort them, saying that the county government had already decided to carry out a thorough and large-scale renovation of the shantytown. A year later, there would be earth-shaking changes here. Every family would live in a new building.

This was the truth. Because, according to the agreement signed by Hucheng Group and the county government's shantytown coordination team, the latest would be next year, or before the National Day of 2013, these old employees would have to move into the new building. This was not only a commercial reputation, but more importantly, it reflected the credibility of the government.

At the same time, according to the rules of the Huacheng Group, before the cold arrived this year, it was also the country's designated heating time. Before November 1st, all the employees living in the shantytown had to be properly relocated and relocated. No delays were allowed, and no mass petitions were allowed.

Therefore, Ning Peng divided the staff into more than ten groups. Each group contracted a certain number of families and acted separately. He also brought a few people, including Fan Xuehua, into the most difficult families, and did his best to mobilize them to move as soon as possible to set an example for the other households.

In order to successfully complete the relocation work, Hucheng Group had a discussion and came up with two solutions. One was the currency arrangement, which was to pay a sufficient amount of resettlement fees based on each family's population, so that they could find their own residence.

The other was to have the company settle them all together. These two methods would be chosen by the employees themselves, and the company would not make any mandatory demands.

That afternoon, Ning Peng, Fan Xuehua, and a few others walked into the house of an old employee called Wang Yulin. They saw that the two low mud houses were filled with miscellaneous items. The walls were empty, and there was a pungent smell coming from them, as if there was no one living in them.

Ning Peng shouted a few times before he heard a faint response. Looking carefully, he saw a skinny old man lying on the bed. After asking, he found out that he was Wang Yulin. Before he retired, he was a workshop director of the Wind and Thunder Factory, and now he was almost seventy years old.

Just as they were filling in the relevant information, the curtain was lifted and a tall man in his thirties walked in. He looked at Ning Peng and the others vigilantly. Then, he asked in a gruff voice unhappily, "Why are you looking for my dad? What's the matter? He has been injured for more than ten years. No one has come to take a look.

It turned out that after Wang Yulin High School graduated, he entered the Wind Lightning Electronic Factory to work. Not long after, the country supported the economic development of the northwest region, and the Wind Lightning Factory was on the verge of moving west.

Hence, in a majestic and exciting song, Wang Yulin followed the old employees to Daan County, which was still very desolate at that time.

This time, it was 50 to 60 years. He married and had children in Da An County. He never went back to his hometown, Jiangsu. His wife was an ordinary female worker in the factory. She had passed away due to illness six years ago. The couple worked diligently in the Wind and Thunder Factory for the rest of their lives until they retired.

Because Wang Yulin's welding technology was very high, he had been awarded the title of "excellent worker" in the factory many times. He was respectfully addressed as "Engineer Wang" and even became the workshop director.

However, before he retired, he accidentally hurt his eyes when welding an electronic pipe. He could only do some simple and easy tasks.

Later, in order to let his son Wang He take his place to work, he had to go through the retirement procedures in advance. In the winter two years ago, it was a snow fiefdom. The water dripped down and turned into ice. It was very cold. When Wang Yulin went out to fetch water, because of his poor eyesight, he accidentally fell down and broke his hip bone. He had no choice but to lie in bed and rest.

At this moment, Wang He thought that Ning Peng and the others were the leaders of the Wind and Thunder Factory, and he couldn't help but reveal a look of resentment. His eyes were wide open as he stared at the other party. At the same time, he couldn't help but heavily sigh.

After a moment, his tone was aggressive and indignant as he said, "My dad entered the Wind Thunder Factory before he was 20 years old. Over the past few decades, he has made great contributions to the factory and made great contributions. But now, he's disabled, so no one cares. "

It turned out that the Wind and Thunder Factory had implemented the policy of "protecting the army and relocating civilians" after he took over his father's job for a few years. It was managed by the Provincial Electronic Industrial Company, and soon, he moved to the provincial capital. Because Wang He's mother had passed away, and his father was bedridden, he needed to be taken care of. Hence, he had to stay in Daan County. He was in his thirties, and he was still single.

Seeing his son complaining, Wang Yulin coughed a few times and tried to stop him. "Wang He, can you speak less? They are not the leaders of the factory, they are from the Da An County government. They are here to investigate my family's situation. "

Then, after a slight pause, they said, "They said that the living area needs to be renovated. Next year, we will be able to live in a new building. It's time for you to get a wife. "

Hearing his father's words, Wang He gradually calmed down. He revealed an apologetic smile and said, "It's my fault. I treated you as the leaders of the Wind Thunder Factory. "

Then, he asked, "What information do you want to register?" When he said these words, he felt a little sore and hot in his throat.

On the morning when he went to the county government to ask for an explanation, Wang He followed a group of old employees and sat at the entrance of the county government.

Facing the rising sun and looking at the flow of people on the streets, a heavy sorrow suddenly rose in his heart. He felt pity and sorrow for himself.

In the past few years, in order to live, he had worked everywhere. He had helped the farmers in the suburbs harvest rice under the scorching sun of more than thirty degrees Celsius. He had also been the security guard of the 'Crown' Leisure Club opened by Huang Chengzong. He had even helped people slaughter and sell raw pigs.

In short, as long as he could earn money, He would fight for any dirty and tiring work. However, in a year, he could only maintain his livelihood, not to mention the money for the betrothal gifts. Even his father's medical expenses were sometimes owed on credit. The pressure of life made his temper more and more explosive.

At around five o'clock in the morning, he went to the county station's labor market and waited for a long time with a group of farmers before he was called to unload the cement.

In the past few years, as the number of workers entering the city increased, the area near the county station automatically became a labor market. Every day before dawn, many people gathered there, waiting for their customers.

Just now, when they entered, Wang He had treated Ning Peng and the others as the original leaders of the Wind and Thunder Factory. His heart could not help but be filled with resentment. His face was gloomy, and he did not ask nicely.

In his memory, in the years after his father had been injured, the leaders of the factory had only come to visit his family a few times. After that, they had never seen each other again.

During this period of time, there were a few disciples of the Wind Lightning Factory, like Zhang Yongqiang and Wang Tao, who wanted him to join the Shunyu Company that they had set up. However, they were all rejected by Wang He.

He knew that this so-called Shunyu Company was selling dog meat on the head and doing business in name, but in reality, they were doing some illegal business.

For the sake of his father's medical expenses, he had run between Da An and Lan Zhou countless times, but in the end, no one cared about him.

Now, the money for his father's treatment depended on him working to raise it. Every time it was late at night, Wang He would lie on the bed, tossing and turning, worrying that he could not sleep.

He absolutely did not expect that he would actually be in such a miserable state. He would mix with the farmers and snatch food. He was even worse than the beggars on the streets. He also did not expect that the shantytown that he had lived in for so many years would have such a day of remolding.