Chapter 68 Every family has its own sutras that are difficult to recite - "Rebirth at 80, taking my wife and daughter to eat and drink after the family separation"

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As the sun set, Lin Guoqiang's family of four rode home.

Zhao Sumei suddenly said: "Guoqiang, thank you today."

"Thank you for what?"

"Thank you for giving me face." She said softly, "I used to dare not say a word when my sisters talked when I went back to my parents' home, but now I dare."

Lin Guoqiang freed up a hand and held her hand.

“You can say whatever you want from now on.

If the sky falls, I will support you."

Zhao Sumei said nothing.

But his hands were clenched.

At night, Sun Jianmin's house.

Zhao Sufang lay on the kang, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

"Jianmin."

"Huh?"

"You said, is Guoqiang's store really that profitable?"

Sun Jianmin turned over and said, "I didn't know."

"Zhijun earns forty yuan a month."

Zhao Sufang sat up and said, "You only earn 38.5 yuan a month. How many years have you been working? How many months has he been working?"

Sun Jianmin stopped talking.

"What do you think...how about we also become self-employed?"

"Are you crazy?" Sun Jianmin also sat up, "I have a guaranteed job, and you want me to become a self-employed person?"

"But Guoqiang makes a lot of money."

"What's wrong with making so much money? It's not stable!"

Sun Jianmin said in a bad tone, "I will have nothing to worry about today, but I will never have to worry about my iron rice bowl for the rest of my life."

Zhao Sufang stopped talking.

But the thought in my heart was planted like a seed.

At the same moment, Liu Shengli came home.

Liu Shengli lay on the kang, unable to sleep.

He has been working in the supply and marketing cooperative for almost ten years, and his salary has increased from more than 20 yuan to more than 40 yuan. He thinks he is living a good life.

But Lin Guoqiang is a self-employed person who started working in just a few months.

My brother-in-law works with him for forty yuan a month.

What about two more years?

He suddenly felt that his iron rice bowl didn't seem so iron-clad anymore.

Liu Qiang's family lives in the east end of the town. They have three blue brick houses with whitewashed courtyard walls.

Liu Qiang said he wanted to treat Lin Guoqiang to a home-cooked meal. Lin Guoqiang handed over the store to Zhao Zhijun and came over in advance.

When he came in carrying two kilograms of braised pork and a bag of fruits, Liu Qiang was chopping firewood in the yard.

"Come here and bring whatever you need."

Liu Qiang put down the ax and patted the sawdust on his hand.

"Let you try the braised food in my store." Lin Guoqiang handed the stuff over.

Liu Qiang took it, smelled it, and smiled: "Your braised food is amazing. Your food is the most popular in town right now."

"Support."

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