Chapter 87
Carrying on the Family Lineage
During the Olympics, many people often said when they met: "I got another piece today!"
Every athlete who wins a gold medal has become a hero in the hearts of hundreds of millions of people, especially the gymnastics prince who competes for the podium and the women's volleyball girl who is famous for her hard work!
You can often see a beaming family carrying a TV carton out of department stores.
In half a month, the sales of TV sets increased significantly. TV sets of well-known brands were sold out, and people rushed to buy TV sets of local brands.
The sales volume of the radio that can listen to TV programs produced by the Entrepreneurship Radio Factory has increased a little compared to usual, but even with such a good opportunity, there has not been much growth.
"It seems you are right. The radios can no longer be sold, and we have to find another way out." Ou Xiaoyang was in a bad mood when he spoke.
The reason for his bad mood is very complicated. The main reason is not the radio sales but his father. His family background will gradually fade away, and it will become more and more difficult to sell radios in college in the future.
"Don't worry, we will have many opportunities to make money in the future." Wang Weidong said.
At the end of 1984, Wang Weidong handed a portfolio to Ou Xiaoyang.
Ou Xiaoyang pinched the portfolio and asked, "How much?"
"Seven thousand" Wang Weidong replied.
So many radios for campus broadcasting were produced this year, but the money divided between the two people was almost unchanged compared to last year.
The lower profits of radios used to listen to campus radio is one reason, but the more important reason is that the sales of other types of radios have dropped significantly. In particular, the sales of large radios with two speakers have dropped the most.
Nowadays, TV sets are listed as one of the three essential items for marriages in rural areas, and radios are becoming less and less popular.
Ou Xiaoyang handed Wang Weidong a Universe brand cigarette and lit one himself to smoke.
The two of them were facing each other and talking, and the future of this small radio factory was getting worse and worse.
Ou Xiaoyang threw away the filter in his hand and said, "My father will retire next fall."
There are some words that Ou Xiaoyang left unspoken. What he meant was that his good days were coming to an end.
Wang Haifu and Li Yufeng rushed to Harbin specially. Wang Weidong wanted to leave his grandma at home, but the old lady refused.
Four people sent Chen Jihong to the Obstetrics and Gynecology Department of the Medical University Affiliated Hospital. The three elderly people stayed in the hospital and Wang Weidong delivered meals three times a day.
Qu Xiaomei gave birth to a daughter more than half a year ago. The three old people still had heavy traditional thoughts in their heads. Their six eyes eagerly looked at Chen Jihong lying on the delivery bed, waiting for her to give birth to a baby girl for the old Wang family!
Especially now, due to national policies, it is no longer possible to have two or three children to correct mistakes.
Wang Weidong didn't care, but although Chen Jihong couldn't hear, he still clearly felt pressure and anxiety.
Chen Jihong felt labor pains and the intervals became shorter and shorter, and she was finally pushed into the delivery room.
Wang Weidong was in the factory at this time, and three old men were standing outside looking nervously at the door.
Wang Haifu was pacing back and forth in the corridor, while Li Yufeng remained motionless holding the large ceramic jar.
Grandma Huang Guiying sat there and kept chanting in a low voice: "Amitabha, Amitabha, Amitabha..."
After nearly an hour, the child's loud cry finally came from inside.
"Amitabha, Amitabha, Amitabha!..."
Huang Guiying couldn't help but read faster, and she was trembling all over.
The door opened and a nurse came out holding the child.
"Come here, let me take a look!" the nurse said loudly, her voice echoing in the corridor.
Wang Haifu and Li Yufeng rushed over like hungry tigers pouncing on food, but Huang Guiying was so stiff that she couldn't stand up at all.
The child was lying in the nurse's arms, looking as wrinkled and ugly as possible.
"Is it a boy or a girl?" Wang Haifu asked tremblingly. He had never been so nervous when his child was born.
"Congratulations, it's a boy!" the nurse replied. Nurses in this era are not immune to this custom.
Huang Guiying suddenly collapsed on the chair, with no strength at all. She finally had a great-grandson, and her life was not in vain. She saw the person who would continue the family lineage of the old Wang family.
The calmest one was Li Yufeng. She brought the large ceramic jar containing millet porridge and poached eggs close to the child, and then banged it with a spoon!
The child who originally opened his mouth to cry suddenly stopped, turned his head, and then opened his mouth to cry again.
"He heard it, he heard it!" Li Yufeng's voice choked up at the end.
"Okay, okay, okay, okay..." Wang Haifu kept repeating as if he was stupid.
The nurse held the child and turned back.
Li Yufeng gave her husband a fierce push.
"What?" Wang Haifu asked in confusion.
"Hurry out and buy some candy! Come back and share it with the doctors and nurses," Li Yufeng said.
When Wang Haifu heard this, he turned around and ran outside!
Two days later, everyone sent Chen Jihong home like a star.
On the day the child was born, Wang Weidong had already called Xiangyang Chemical Factory and told Chen Jihong's parents about Chen Jihong's birth.
The two old men rushed to Harbin without stopping.
Including Huang Guiying, there were a total of five people surrounding Chen Jihong and the child. Wang Weidong, not to mention interfering, had no place to stand in the room for a while.
"I'm just a tool for giving birth, and it's useless now!" Wang Weidong said angrily.
The room was too small. After half a month, Wang Haifu and Lao Chen were driven back to Xiangyang Chemical Factory by their respective wives. After two months, they couldn't stand it anymore, so the two women reluctantly went home.
About a month after the child was born, Wang Weidong found a Sunday to treat the entire factory to a meal. The Spring Festival of 1985 was a mess.
Wang Weidong concluded that since he had a child, he has become unimportant in the hearts of his grandmother, parents and daughter-in-law.
In July 1985, an office meeting was being held in the conference room of Xiangyang Chemical Plant.
The first person to speak was Factory Director Lu.
"If the size of the army is reduced by one million, our production will be greatly affected in the future. I went to the capital for a meeting, and our superior leaders instructed us to make mental preparations as soon as possible. We are a military industrial enterprise with a history of 30 years and have rich management experience.
Experience, strong technical force and tens of thousands of skilled technical workers! The road to military conversion is broad. Through our efforts, meeting the living needs of the broad masses of people is also a contribution to the country. In this regard, brother military industry enterprises have already taken the lead.
In the past, the motorcycles that were added to the Zero were produced by military industrial enterprises, and now the demand for the motorcycles they produce exceeds supply!" Factory Director Lu said.
Surrounded by the big desk, several deputy directors listened carefully. For Xiangyang Chemical Plant, the factory will undergo great changes in the future.
"The ministry will inspect the project immediately and invest funds to help us turn around. Go back and tell the workers not to worry, our road will only get wider and better!" Factory Director Lu continued.
Chapter completed!