Not Eating Public Food, Is There A Pit In His Brain?
The villagers also came back to their senses and echoed.
In this day and age, going into the sea to do business was not the mainstream. The status of a boss in a business was not very high. In the eyes of many people, businessmen were even synonymous with speculation.
Moreover, most of the bosses were actually the bosses of the state-owned enterprises, so they had connections.
For a young man like Qi Wei who came from a poor mountain village, the most stable thing was to continue to eat the government's food.
Meanwhile, Qi Wei was filled with depression.
He could understand what Second Uncle Qian and the others were thinking.
In fact, the idea of living a stable life with the government would have a huge impact even in the future.
In the national examination every year, the number of examinees would start at one to two million, almost flattening the threshold of the examination hall. On average, there were more than 60 people competing for one position. It was comparable to the 1980s.
It was the same in later generations, not to mention the late 1980s, especially for the children of farmers.
One had to know that farmers these days were sweating red all year round, and they only had an income of 500 to 600 yuan. They had to depend on the weather to eat.
On the other hand, the government comfortably received 100 to 200 yuan a month, ensuring a stable income in times of drought and flood. The country also distributed rice, meat, oil, houses, and wives.
The low income was not important. The real key was that the farmers had no chance to make a name for themselves. Before the state-owned enterprise was converted into a private enterprise, all the jobs were organized, one radish and one pit.
This was only because they had relaxed in the past two years. Otherwise, let alone going to the city to work, farmers would need a letter of recommendation from the production team to leave their registered residence.
Only masons, blacksmiths, and other craftsmen could take a share of the city's development and construction.
For example, Uncle Qian was a blacksmith. He had stopped forging in the past few years. He took his son to the city to set up a stall to make aluminum washbasins. He made money and saw the world, becoming the most prestigious person in the village.
As for other jobs in the city, even cleaning public toilets was the privilege of the city people. Countless people would fight to do it.
In the 1980s, there were only three ways for rural people to get out of the country: to take the secondary school entrance examination, join the army, and go to university. Each of them was like a thousand troops crossing a single tree, and they were all eating the government's food.
Even in Qi Wei's opinion, if he didn't have the memories of the future, just based on what he had seen and heard, it would be easy for him to come to this conclusion.
He didn't even eat public food. Was there a hole in his brain?
However!
Qi Wei's original life trajectory was just as Second Uncle had planned. He ate a government meal, married a city daughter-in-law, and became an incredible official.
Because of this, he lost his dignity and love. He spent his entire life trying to climb up the ladder, and in the end, he ended up swallowing a gun and committing suicide.
Of course, he didn't want to walk this path of no return again.
" Second Uncle," Qi Wei said kindly," I've already found a factory."”
"Have you found it?" Second Uncle Qian was fuming with anger at Qi Wei's stubborn behavior." You've already found him. Why did you come back to ask us?”
"I came back this time to find a few people to help me.”Qi Wei said embarrassedly.
This was indeed one of his main reasons for coming back. Although he had the knowledge of the future and the help of the system, it was inevitable that his military factory would prosper. However, everything was still in its infancy, so he still needed a few people he knew and could absolutely trust to help.
Moreover, his goal was still to bring the entire village to become rich, so of course, he had to use the villagers.
As for the low education level of the villagers, that was not a problem at all. Nowadays, there were not many people with a high level of education. Moreover, as long as the craftsmanship and training were in place, primary school students were not much weaker than university students. They might even be stronger.
In the future, most of the technical backbones in the factory production line were junior high school students. College students were usually in management, administration, or cleric fields. This was proof.
"Sigh!" Uncle Qian sighed again.
"Second Uncle watched you grow up. You've had your own ideas since you were young, and Second Uncle couldn't persuade you.”
He unscrewed the cap of the bottle and began to pour himself a glass of wine."Since you have made up your mind, then bring my family's Dog Feed and the others tomorrow. He had been to Gousheng City many times and could talk, so he could more or less help.”
Qi Wei snatched the wine bottle and poured wine for Second Uncle Qian and the villagers."Then thank you, Second Uncle and all the elders. I'll toast to everyone!”
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Leaving behind Second Uncle Qian and the others to discuss who should follow Qi Wei to Handong, Qi Wei walked along the mountain road back home.
After three years of not seeing each other, Qi Wei's mother was already beaming with joy and was busy making Qi Wei's bed.
As for his father, Qishan, he was silent at the side.
Going to the Qian Family to drink was a man's business. Qi Wei's father, Qi Shan, was also at the table just now. However, Qi Shan was dull and honest. He sat in the corner and did not say a word. Qi Wei could not chat with Qi Shan even if he wanted to.
Looking at his mother who was beaming with joy and his father who had a worried look on his face, Qi Wei sighed.
He had retained all of Qi Wei's memories and emotions. He did not reject Qi Wei's parents because he was an orphan in his previous life.
This was something that could not be helped. After all, only the lone star of the Heavenly Fiend was qualified to transmigrate.
Moreover, the love parents had for their children was enough to break any emotional barriers.
Back then, Qi Wei was determined to get into a teacher's college. After the assessment, the teacher also said that he was 90% sure, but in the end, he inexplicably failed and was extremely unwilling. The silent Qishan gritted his teeth and sent Qi Wei to high school. The couple took turns selling their blood to pay for the tuition fees, books, and accommodation fees, which added up to more than 500 yuan per semester.
On the day Qi Wei received the university admission letter, other than joy, there was more despair in Qi Shan's eyes.
There were no organ transplants back then, and Qishan didn't know what else he could sell to pay for his college tuition. If they relied solely on selling their blood, the couple would not be able to afford it even if they were drained dry. Fortunately, Uncle Qian and the entire village had reached out to help.
To Qi Wei, his path of learning was a path of blood and tears. His parents, his fellow villagers, had shown him great kindness!
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