"His father was from our factory, and he just died, right?"

Even if the news only spread through mouth-to-mouth, all kinds of news spread very quickly, and Sun Qianchao also knew the news.

"It's because his father is dead and he is regarded as a martyr. So the workers in our factory are organizing a petition to ask the government to release Tu Zhiqiang, who is in a labor camp."

"We're all working the same way. Where did you get so much news?" Zhou Bingkun asked.

"They are looking for me. They say that there is strength in numbers, so maybe they will come to you soon."

"Why did Tu Zhiqiang go in? Why didn't I know?"

Xiao Guoqing replied disdainfully: "In the past few years, hasn't he been hanging out with people in society? A group of people don't work, but they still eat and drink hot food all day long. Of course, there must be a way to make money, a group of people

People pickpocket, steal, rob, and cheat. As long as they can get money, they will do anything. If you often walk by the river, your shoes will not get wet. If you are caught, you will be sentenced."

Xiao Guoqing is such an upright and principled person, so it is normal for him to look down on Tu Zhiqiang.

Even Sun Chanchao had a look of disdain on his face after hearing this.

Zhou Bingkun also knew that the reason why he had not seen Tu Zhiqiang in the optical film was two months after he awakened his memory. Maybe Tu Zhiqiang went in before the Spring Festival.

No one would find it strange that Tu Zhiqiang did not go home often and disappeared from the labor camp for two or three months.

After returning home on the first day of work, Li Suhua asked with concern: "Bingkun, how was your first day at work? Are you tired from work?"

"It's okay, it's just moving wood, there's no danger."

The work of moving cannot be said to be easy, but compared to working in the fields in the countryside, it is still easier.

"Bingkun, if you think the job in the wood processing factory is okay and there is no problem. Just write a letter and tell your dad that you have joined the job."

After Zhou Zhigang and Zhou Bingyi left, when nothing happened, Li Suhua said that Zhou Bingkun ghost-wrote letters to two people once a month, plus more when there was something special. So far, only Zhou Rong sneaked in and added one.

seal up.

"There is a problem. The factory is too far away from our home. It is too inconvenient to commute to and from work by tram. Mom, does our family have a bicycle ticket? My father is an eighth-level bricklayer and has worked for so many years. A bicycle ticket

Didn’t you get all the tickets?"

"Your dad did share the bicycle tickets, but our family had to support the three of you in school, so we couldn't afford to buy bicycles, so we gave them in exchange."

"oh."

It's normal when you think about it. Even if Zhou Zhigang's salary of fifty or sixty yuan a month is quite a lot, he has to support five people with one salary.

A person only has a little over ten yuan a month, and he has enough food and clothing, and he doesn't save much, so he can't afford big things, so it's normal for him to redeem his tickets.

"But Bingkun, if you really want to buy a bicycle, there is nothing you can do. Our family still has a lot of industrial coupons. But our family's industrial coupons have been lent to others, so we have to wait for a while before mom can give them to others.

Take it back."

It is quite common for neighbors and co-workers to borrow industrial coupons from each other when they want to buy something big.

It is not easy for ordinary people to save enough money to buy a "three-turn, one-ring" item, so they are not willing to spend money to buy bills and industrial coupons on the black market.

It is better to borrow it from relatives, friends, neighbors, and co-workers, and then pay it back slowly when wages are paid and industrial coupons are paid later.

"Mom, if someone borrows our industrial coupons, you can recycle them. When I save enough money, I will buy a car first."

Zhou Bingkun's current monthly salary is 18 yuan. Now, depending on the brand of bicycle, the price ranges from 150 to 180 yuan. Without spending money on food and drinks, about ten months' salary is enough to buy one.

"Bingkun, if you want to buy it in a hurry, you can use the money your father sent back first. If you don't use it, I will send the money to your sister. I plan to send it to your sister every month.

ten bucks…"

After Zhou Zhigang went to the third line, he sent back thirty yuan every month as living expenses for his family.

Because Li Suhua was diligent and thrifty and would not go to the black market to buy extra bills, ten yuan was enough to buy the rations for the mother and son in the grain and non-staple food books.

With the hard-earned twenty yuan, Li Suhua was ready to fill Zhou Rong's huge hole.

"I'm in a hurry, I need it, I'm in a hurry."

Zhou Bingkun answered cheerfully that instead of giving the money to Zhou Ronghua from Li Suhua, it would be better to give it to Zhou Bingkun, and Zhou Bingkun could save it for Li Suhua.
Chapter completed!