'dad?'

Li Pingan called softly.

The young man in front did not hear his call and continued to joke with the figure next to him.

After trying several times in a row, Li Ping'an realized that he was a spectator at the moment and could only watch from the sidelines. Many of the things he saw next were what he heard his parents say when he was a child, but he had not done so before.

I never thought that those light words from my father's mouth would have such a heavy weight when they actually happened.

For my father, the biggest thing in life is actually opening a factory.

In the spring of 1990, my father, who failed the college entrance examination, entered this factory with thousands of people under the arrangement of his grandfather and started to earn an iron rice bowl.

Relying on the connections accumulated by his grandfather and the honor accumulated over the years, within a few years, my father became prosperous and became the technical backbone and interpersonal backbone of a certain workshop in the factory. He only waited for the seniority to be promoted to the workshop director.

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Having to work in a factory and being a social activist is a double physical job.

Li Ping'an followed his father with a young face, watching his father chatting and laughing with all the familiar uncles and uncles, and a smile appeared on his lips unconsciously.

Ah, they also tell dirty jokes.

Sure enough, no matter how the times change, this thing will always be a kind of productivity.

Li Ping'an looked at it for a long time, and suddenly remembered that he was trying to remind his father not to be deceived by the way of heaven.

'You can't follow your father in circles.'

Li Ping'an closed his eyes and thought, with many thoughts in his heart. His figure suddenly rose to the 'high sky', and when he looked down, he saw rows of closely arranged gratings appearing below.

Each raster represents a relatively profound memory of my father.

Li Ping'an's body wandered over it, but he did not find the 'human form' transformed by Heavenly Dao; but his own insights revealed that his father must be confronting Heavenly Dao in a corner.

What to do?

Li Ping'an grinned, but became fierce.

Look for them one by one!

His body suddenly turned into a beam of light, rushed back to the factory where he had just been, and began to search carefully everywhere.

Relying on the illusion condensed by memory, the main picture has always revolved around the subject of memory. In the corners that Li Dazhi's "sight" cannot reach, the factory is empty and dark.

Soon, Li Pingan left his father in his youth and entered the second grating.

He suddenly stopped and his eyes trembled slightly.

It was by the sunny window sill. There was a young-looking woman, wearing a dress and a red sweater, with fashionable slightly curly hair, leaning out and looking out.

"I'm back!"

The sound of opening and closing the door sounded. The young man who entered took off his scarf, hung up his work clothes, glanced towards the window, and rushed forward.

"Oh! Comrade Wang Qinfen! Don't catch a cold!"

The woman chuckled and said, "I'm waiting for the man selling candied haws."

"Just open the window and listen to him shouting. Why are you standing here? If you can't buy anything today, I will ride my bike to buy it for you. Come here quickly!"

The young man brought his wife back to the living room and helped her sit down carefully.

My wife was so amused that she kept laughing, but her eyes were filled with joy.

"It's okay with me. It's really not that valuable."

"How come you, little comrade, have such a low ideological consciousness!"

The young man muttered:

"You are in the first trimester of pregnancy now, and the doctor said it is not stable. You must be careful and careful. You must always be aware of safety, maintain high concentration, not be afraid of difficulties, keep your mission in mind, smoothly pass the difficult early stage of pregnancy, and complete the journey towards pregnancy.

In the mid-term, we will land on the Great Plains and strive to become the representative of young pregnant women in the new era!"

The wife smiled from ear to ear and said angrily: "You're going to mention the director now? Why are you doing the same thing?"

"I am not talented! Leader of the 358th Group! Known as Zhao Zilong of the Steel Factory! He has a Level 6 fitter certificate and a heart that loves the party! Always ready for the workshop director!"

"Don't be poor, I'll cook!"

"Hey! Just sit down and I'll go! I'll bring it over to you later, so don't move!"

The proud young man hummed a popular song, put on his apron, entered the kitchen and began to execute the stove operating instructions.

After only a few minutes of work, a long-lost shouting sounded outside the window.

The house was in chaos again.

The wife hurried to the window and yelled, the husband hurriedly took off his apron and rushed to the door, and the door that didn't have time to close.

Li Ping'an silently took a few glances at his mother's appearance when she was young, and slipped away from the door.

Although he also wanted to slowly appreciate the scenes of his parents when they were young, he was really in a hurry now.

After passing several gratings in a row, Li Ping'an stopped in this room again.

During the period when the mother is pregnant, the gratings appear to be particularly dense.

He carefully recalled what his parents had said to him. Many of them could not be remembered clearly, but his parents must have suffered a lot during that time.

Just like...

“Our factory has optimized every one of our workshops.”

The pregnant wife was sitting at the table with tears in her eyes, with some meat porridge in her hand and her husband constantly comforting her.

"Don't cry! This is not normal! The sweaters from your sweater factory can't be sold in the first place."

The husband said quickly:

"Aren't you still here with me? Don't worry, the house won't collapse."

The wife said with red eyes: "Don't you want to spend money on the child in the future?"

"No matter how you raise it, you raise it. Didn't we have nothing when we were young? It was more difficult for our parents back then, so you don't have to worry."

The husband chuckled:

"Recently, there was a meeting in the province, and our area became a pilot project. In the past few days, some banks have come to the factory, offering very low loan interest rates, and encouraging us to start small businesses.

"When I followed the factory leaders to the south for research, I found that several products were in short supply there.

"If it doesn't work out, I'll resign from the factory and take out a loan to set up a small factory. We can build whatever is needed there. How can we spend less money in the future?"

"Is that okay?"

"If it doesn't work, from now on we will produce what we lack, not produce what we will arrange. This is called adapting to the changes of the times."

The husband said seriously.

The wife asked: "What if we lose the money?"

"I'm sorry... let's go to my uncle's house to jump in the queue together! I'll be a poet in the sorghum field, and you just stand on the ridge and sing to me. Anyway, as long as you don't starve to death."

The wife smiled, lowered her head and ate the meat porridge.

"How about I go set up a pancake stall," said the wife, "my pancakes are delicious!"

"No, what is my identity? Are you going to bake pancakes? Who doesn't know this? I will be an eighth-level fitter in a few years, and I will be the workshop director when I reach the end of my service life!"

"Many old leaders have gone to set up stalls, but no one has said anything."

"That's different. I am a young man. Young people represent the future of the country. We cannot regress ourselves. Don't worry, we will definitely not wrong our son."

The husband was talking nonsense and the wife was smiling peacefully.

She did not see the anxiety and uneasiness in her husband's eyes.

Li Pingan recalled it carefully.

This memory... probably happened after my father received the news in advance that the steel factory was about to close down.

Pregnant wife, the iron rice bowl in jeopardy.

Li Ping'an quickly shuttled through the gratings. He saw many times that his father stayed up late at night and walked around the room. During the day, he said he was going to work. When he arrived at the factory, he looked at the machines that were not working, and chatted and worried with a group of workers.

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In the rapidly flashing grating, the huge black wall turned into a factory collapsed.

But my father just watched from a distance, with tears shining, and turned to the wave stirred up by the black wall.

I took out all my grandfather's and my own savings, and used the small commercial house I had saved up to buy as a mortgage. I spent almost everything I had on it, and as if to create a miracle, I set up a production line consisting of several old lathes and opened up his workshop.

The guys inside pulled over.

From then on, my father began to run south frequently.

So much so that his mother kept complaining that when he was born, his father was still sleeping on the train.

The memories in these gratings record the years of my father's struggle.

Li Ping'an soon 'lifted into the air' again. Looking down, he saw only one-tenth of those gratings.
To be continued...