forecourt.

Yan Bugui went out fishing early in the morning.

Ye Guomei and several children of the Yan family were preparing to go skating.

Instructing Ye Guomei to come back early, Ye Guoqiang knocked on Wang Aijun's door.

"Sister Li, let me see Brother Wang." As soon as he entered the door, Ye Guoqiang stuffed something into a middle-aged woman with a vicissitudes of face.

Her name is Li Hong.

She is the mistress of this house.

Ye Guoqiang quite admired her.

A female prostitute not only has to take care of her husband who is paralyzed in bed, but also educates her two children. Although life is difficult, she has never heard her complain in the courtyard.

This is a huge difference from the Jia family in the future.

After getting to know the Wang family, Ye Guoqiang looked down upon Yi Zhonghai even more.

There was clearly a family in need of help right under his nose, but he had never seen anyone lend a helping hand to Wang Aijun's family in the few months he had lived in the courtyard.

Don't say you don't know.

Wang Aijun's family lived in the front yard, in a mixed room near the gate. As long as you were not blind, you could see it when you entered.

The deaf old lady is selectively deaf.

The other people in the yard are probably selectively blind.

certainly.

Ye Guoqiang does not necessarily want everyone to help Wang Aijun's family.

In this era, most people do not have enough food and clothing, and even if they want to provide relief, they are powerless.

For example, the third uncle.

His family lived in the front yard, not far from Wang Aijun's house, so it was impossible not to know about this situation.

Ye Guoqiang asked Yan Bugui privately.

The third uncle said he was helpless.

The six members of the Yan family all depend on his salary as a primary school teacher.

Yan Bugui’s salary is actually not low.

Unlike what is written in many novels, it is only 27.5 yuan.

Think about it, at this time, the standard for poor people in Forty-Nine Cities was five yuan per person per month. According to the poverty standard, the six members of the Yan family needed 30 yuan per month.

The salary of 27.5 is indeed less.

besides.

Because he is a teacher, Yan Bugui attaches great importance to education. All four of his children are now in school, and each semester's tuition costs almost ten yuan.

Therefore, Yan Bugui's monthly salary cannot be only more than 20 yuan.

As for the specific amount, Ye Guoqiang did not ask, but he knew the salary of the first uncle Yi Zhonghai very well.

As one of the few eighth-level fitters in the steel rolling mill, the salary cannot be bad. The monthly salary for an eighth-level worker alone is 99 yuan, which does not include bonuses and so on.

Moreover, Yi Zhonghai occasionally supports other brother factories, which is another source of income.

The salary was so high, but Ye Guoqiang had never seen Yi Zhonghai help Wang Aijun's family.

"Xiaoye, I can't do it. This thing is too valuable!" After seeing clearly what Ye Guoqiang handed over, Li Hong hurriedly handed it back.

"Sister Li, please accept it. I will go out later for something and may not be back at noon. I will let Guomei have dinner at your house then." Ye Guoqiang took a step back and gave out the excuse he had thought of in advance.

This was one of the reasons why he was willing to help Wang Aijun's family.

Although the Wang family is poor, they are very strong-willed.

Yan Bugui had asked Li Hong before if he, the third uncle, needed to hold a hospital-wide meeting to appeal to everyone to donate money to the Wang family.

The proposal was rejected by Li Hong.

Li Hong's original words were that although his family was poor, they were not unable to survive, and since everyone was not rich, there was no need to bother the people in the courtyard.

I have to say that this awareness is higher than that of some people.

"Okay, I'll accept it." Li Hong hesitated and accepted the things.

She wanted to say that it was just a meal and there was no need to go to such trouble, but when she thought that there was nothing good she could do to entertain Ye Guomei at home, she had to compromise.

"Sister Li, where is Brother Wang?" Seeing Li Hong accept the things, Ye Guoqiang asked instead.

"Old Wang fell asleep after taking the medicine. I'll wake him up."

Ye Guoqiang stopped Li Hong: "Forget it, let Brother Wang sleep. I'm here to see Wang Aijun."

Hearing that it was him who was looking for him, Wang Aijun hurriedly asked: "Brother Ye, what's the matter?"

"I'll tell you later." Ye Guoqiang smiled at Wang Aijun and looked at Li Hong, "I'm going to take Aijun out later, and I may not come back until tonight."

Li Hong nodded, turned to Wang Aijun and told Wang Aijun: "After you go out, you must listen to your brother Ye and don't cause trouble for him."

"Mom, don't worry, I won't cause trouble for Brother Ye." Wang Aijun clenched his fists and promised.

Ye Guoqiang waved his hand: "Sister Li, it's just a trivial matter, not a big deal."

"Brother Ye, I also want to help." Wang Li raised her head and said timidly.

Ye Guoqiang's eyes flashed with distress.

Looking at Wang Li, he remembered his former sister.

At that time, Ye Guomei was also so thin and weak.

"It's cold outside. You're too young. We'll talk about it later when you grow up." Ye Guoqiang touched Wang Li's hair, took out a few toffees and put them in her palm.

"Wang Li, be obedient." Li Hong also scolded.

After continuing to chat for a few words, Ye Guoqiang and Wang Aijun walked out of the courtyard.

"Wang Aijun, do you know where there are abandoned warehouses in the city or outside the city?" After a slight pause in his tone, Ye Guoqiang added, "It doesn't matter if it's a warehouse, as long as the location is secret enough to avoid being discovered."

"A secretive enough location?"

Wang Aijun muttered to himself while trying to remember.

Ye Guoqiang is not in a hurry.

There is still some time before the Spring Festival, so you can take your time to find it.

After a while, Wang Aijun seemed to have thought of something and said to Ye Guoqiang: "Brother Ye, I don't know what's inside the city, but there is an abandoned factory outside the city."

"Abandoned factory?"

Ye Guoqiang suddenly became interested.

"I heard that it was built by the Japs. After the Japs were defeated, they blew up the factory." Wang Aijun told everything he knew.

The factory is only a dozen miles outside the city. It is now in ruins, and everything that can be used has been picked up.

It is said that after the Japs were defeated, the group of Japs responsible for guarding the factory refused to admit defeat and resisted stubbornly, but were eliminated by the troops.

Every night, the ghosts of those little devils would turn into ghosts and hover over the factory, so no one dared to go there.

"Brother Ye, are you going?" Wang Aijun looked at Ye Guoqiang longingly, a little scared.

"Why, are you afraid?" Ye Guoqiang asked with a smile.

"Afraid!" Wang Aijun nodded honestly, "But if Brother Ye wants to go, I will accompany you."

"Silly boy, there is nothing to be afraid of. Have you forgotten my identity?" Ye Guoqiang shook his head in confusion, "There are several little devils who died in the hands of my grandfather. I am not afraid of the living little devils, and even more of the dead ones.

do not be afraid."

Don't say that there are no ghosts in this world. Even if there are ghosts, Ye Guoqiang is not afraid of them, especially the ghosts transformed from little devils.

He is a descendant of heroes and martyrs, with a good foundation and a bright future.

In the end, the two spent two hours and finally found the factory in ruins.

Just like what Wang Aijun said, there is no human habitation for miles around the factory, and it has an eerie feeling.

Wang Aijun held a wooden stick and watched the surroundings warily.

Ye Guoqiang looked around and was very satisfied with the environment.
Chapter completed!