C55 The Descendants of the Fan Family Wouldn't be Bad Either
At that moment, Wang Fang served the food and said with a smile, "You two just sit there and don't talk? Just like enemies. "
She then complained to her husband, "Bin Bin has a lot of things to do, and the company is busy. It wasn't easy for him to return home, but as a father, you didn't even ask him about it. You're really concerned about your son. "
As for her husband, Fan Youmin, Wang Fang didn't really have much of a relationship with him. Before the liberation, his father Wang Lei had been the so-called officer in charge of logistics in King Ning Xia's army for a few days. Later on, his entire family had been bullied by others.
In September 1949, under the crushing attack of the 19th division of the First Army of the People's Liberation Army, Ma Hongkui, who had ruled Ning Xia for 17 years, and his second son, Ma Dunjing, saw that the situation was not good. After escaping with his family in a panic, Yin Chuan was released peacefully.
When the bright red flag fluttered in the night sky above the ancient city of the Northern Plateau, during the chaos, Wang Lei, who was naturally alert, took off his military uniform and changed into the plain clothes he had prepared. He ran back to his hometown, Daan County, overnight.
Not long after, he took advantage of the opportunity to manage the logistics of the Ma family's army and secretly saved a few money. He opened a grocery store in West Pass to maintain the life of the entire family.
The reason why Wang Lei was able to become a small officer in charge of logistics in Ma Hongkui's army was all thanks to the recommendation of his uncle, Wang Tianyun.
That time, Fan Zhengkun's elder brother meeting, which paid a huge sum of money to hire him, had carefully collected everything. A batch of high-quality goods was delivered to Yinchuan, and was given to the Ning Xia King, Ma Hongkui, as a birthday present.
From this, Wang Tianyun received Ma Hongkui's appreciation and recognition, and he also started to have a good day in Daan County.
Even though he had been married to Fan Youmin for almost 50 years, when he recalled the scene back then, Wang Fang still remembered it clearly.
When she was 17 years old, on a night after the heavy rain, the moonlight was very dim. Touching the darkness, Wang Tianyun secretly came to find his father, Wang Lei.
The two of them chatted in the dark room for the whole night. When they left, Tianyun Wang's forthright laughter woke up Wang Fang who had just fallen asleep.
It was not until the next day that she found out that her father had betrothed her to Tianyun Wang's grandson, Fan Youmin, and her mother, Wang Lan, was her aunt who would not give up.
Wang Fang had never seen Fan Youmin before, but her father firmly said that the Fan family used to be a rich family on both sides of the Yellow River, and their descendants would not be much worse.
After marriage, she saw that Fan Youmin had many brothers, and his family was very poor. However, his husband Fan Youmin often went out in the middle of the night after working in the production team. He secretly poured some scrap metal and other things, and tried his best to make money to support his family. Wang Fang was just like many women in the countryside at that time, marrying chickens and marrying dogs, and living such a poor life.
In the early 1980s, Fan Youmin had just purchased the property. Due to the leakage of fertilizer, pesticides, and other production materials, the higher-ups found out and sentenced him to two years in prison.
During the period when her husband was serving his sentence, Wang Fang relied on the stubbornness of her ancestor, the Guqiang people, to pull her six sons and daughters alone, and she gritted her teeth and endured it.
Now, when talking about these adult past events, many young people not only did not believe it, but also thought that it was purely a joke in the day, and it was nonsense.
There was even one time when Fan Xuehua touched her forehead and said, Grandma, are you old and muddle-headed?
However, in that special era, only those who had experienced it would have an unforgettable experience. And young people nowadays could only listen to it as a story. Of course, there were still people who were unwilling to listen.
It was because some of the things that happened in that era were extremely absurd, so absurd that no one was willing to believe it. However, it had indeed happened before.
At this moment, seeing that his father was still smoking and looking into the distance, Without saying a word, Fan Wenbin hurriedly said, "Mom, I didn't have anything to do when I came back. I just wanted to see you and my father. "
Immediately after, he ate a mouthful of food and said in a praising tone, "Mom, the food you cook is really delicious. It's not much different from some of the masters in the restaurants and hotels in the city. "
In the past few years, many of the dishes sold in the city were cooked with growth regulators or plant hormones. They contained excessive pesticide residue. Compared to the vegetables that were planted when they were young, they could be called "poisonous vegetables. "
Although the various levels of health departments were very strict, in order to be listed early and sell for a good price, many vegetable farmers did so. It could be said that it was impossible to guard against.
One year, That was when Fan Xueli was only two or three years old. Duan Xiangmei's son, who couldn't be persuaded on the streets, cried and cried, bought a few catties of newly listed strawberries.
However, not long after Fan Xueli ate the strawberries, he started to have symptoms of diarrhea. It frightened Fan Wenbin and his wife so much that they hurriedly sent him to the county hospital. They took medicine and hung up bottles. After working for an entire night, his son's condition finally improved.
The next day, he met the woman who sold strawberries on the street again. Fan Wenbin was angry and questioned her if the strawberries were poisonous.
Unexpectedly, the dark-faced village woman answered very cleverly, and said confidently, My strawberries are poisonous, so why aren't they poisonous to others? Why are they poisonous to your son? Is it because there was a grudge between our two families today?
Her words made the top student of Wuhan University, the president of Hucheng Group, Fan Wenbin, tongue-tied. He did not know how to answer.
After returning home, he told the woman's words to his wife, causing Duan Xiangmei to laugh non-stop. He bent forward and leaned back, laughing so hard that he almost lost his breath.
"Dad, now everything is sold online. In my opinion, if you put the Flesh Cirilla Rong on the Internet, it might be sold faster. Doing this would not cost much, and the results would be good. If you want to do it, I'll help you.
Recently, in response to the call of the country, the various governments strongly advocated the concept of" Internet +. "Many companies put their products on the Internet for sale, including Ma Yun, Ma Huateng, and other big shots of the Internet. They also competed to develop this kind of electronic trading system with broad prospects, and they obtained good results.
Seeing his son speak like this, Fan Youmin looked at him in disbelief, and asked, "Can you also sell the Rosarin?"
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Every time it was time for the harvest of the cinnamon, many medicinal herb dealers from other places would automatically come and buy it. Among these medicinal dealers, many came from Ning Xia.
They had been growing cinnamon for a long time, and there were also many large and small enterprises that could be deeply processed. The demand for it was huge, and it could influence the market price.
Seeing that his father was very suspicious, Fan Wenbin smiled and said, "E-commerce is the direction of future business development. It is very popular now. "
Seeing that his father was listening very seriously, he continued, "This year, I will help you build a business platform and place the cinnamon on the platform. It will definitely sell fast and can be sold for a good price. "
Fan Youmin thought about it and said with certainty, "As long as you can sell it at a good price, you can do whatever you want. We planted the cinnamon because we want to earn more money, right?
He reminded again. "Bin Bin, when you get back, help me put the cinnamon up for sale on the internet. Right now is the time for the drug dealers to buy it. The price is slightly higher than theirs.
At this point, the conversation between the father and son began to heat up. At this time, the sun had just approached the top of the west mountain. It was big and round, and the light was very strong. It spread on the colorful trees and grass, appearing exceptionally bright and content.
When the sky had just turned dark, Fan Youcai walked in with a smile on his face. He told Fan Wenbin that in order to thank Hua Cheng Group for giving Fan Jia primary school a batch of computers, the school would hold a very grand donation ceremony tomorrow morning to invite him to participate. Furthermore, he also wanted him to speak and tell the children about his hard work from scratch.