Back to the 80s Machinery Factory

Chapter 447 My dear wife, my clothes are too small.

Old Jin really wanted to kick Chen Dazhi out of the house.

Chen Dazhi acted like a rogue: "Old Jin, I can't go back in this heavy snow. I don't care, I'm staying at your house tonight."

"I'm already at your house, so you have to take responsibility for me!"

Old Jin was so angry at Chen Dazhi's shameless behavior that his heart ached.

"What responsibility are you asking me to take? If you hadn't insisted on showing off to me in this wind and snow, would you be unable to go home?"

"Why don't you hold your razor company responsible!"

Chen Dazhi leisurely picked up a sunflower seed with his left hand, cracked it open with his front teeth, and...
Holding the razor in his right hand, he ran it around his clean face, where not even the stubble was visible, a few more times.

He crossed his legs, his right foot resting on his left, looking incredibly irritating.

Anyway, I'm sleeping at your place tonight.

Old Gold: WTF!

……

at the same time
Sun Zhigang and Sun Junjun were in the outer room, listening to the joyful shouts of Feng Jiuxiang, Chen Lihong, and Chen Lingling coming from the inner room.

"Mom!! Look at this outfit, do I look good in it?"

"Mom! Do you think this bag I'm carrying is fashionable?"

"Lihong, Xiaoling, what do you think of Mom wearing this dress?"

"So good-looking!!!"

"Wow! My mom doesn't look like she's over fifty! She looks like a young woman in her early twenties!"

"Really?"

“Really!!”

"Hahahahahahahahahaha"

……

"Dad, Grandma's laughter is really scary."

Shh! Don't talk nonsense, or your mom will beat you up if she hears you!

Sun Zhigang glared at his son.

"They're laughing so happily, how could they possibly beat me up???" Sun Junjun asked, voicing his profound question.

"Don't force them to beat you up when they're happiest," Sun Zhigang said solemnly.

Sun Junjun dared not utter a sound.

Immediately afterwards, he was drawn to the robot in his hand again and started playing with it happily.

This time, my uncle bought a robot that can light up and move its arms for both him and the chubby little boy from Pian'er City.
Tomorrow, the two of them will have a good competition to see whose robot is better!

Not only him, but his uncle also bought his father a floral-patterned woven scarf, a Hong Kong-style shirt, and a jacket, making him look incredibly smart.

"How much did this second son spend on all this stuff?!"

"I don't know where this kid learned to be so extravagant with money!"

After the three women finished admiring themselves, they sat on the kang (a heated brick bed) and began to worry.

"Mom, my brother bought so many things from the family, is his little bit of money enough?"

Chen Lingling was reluctant to take off her newly bought silk shirt. She carefully tucked it into her trousers, put on a padded jacket over it, and wrapped herself up tightly under the covers. She also had a newly bought small bag slung over her arm.

"There are still two months until winter vacation. My brother won't be able to make a living in Pian'er Town, will he?"

"Yes! You know, this kid spends all his money on his family, and doesn't even know how to save any for himself."

Chen's mother sighed with deep emotion: "If he didn't have a capable daughter-in-law to manage his money properly, he would have run out of money in no time."

Chen Xiaoling slapped her thigh!
"I don't know if my brother bought anything for my sister-in-law's family. Otherwise, I'd give my small bag to my sister-in-law and say that my brother bought it for her?"

Chen's mother rolled her eyes at her: "Mind your own business."

"Your brother is just like your dad. He'd rather starve himself and collect scraps than not buy things for your sister-in-law. Why would you need to deliver your little bag?"

Chen Lihong added, "That's right! Even if we were to give it to someone, we would buy a new one and send it to them."

"You can give her yours!"

Chen Xiaoling thought about it and agreed. She happily reached out and touched the material of the small bag on her arm.

So soft!
Soft, tender, and delicate~
Just as I was touching it, a strong gust of wind blew in from outside, making the window shake violently.

"This wind is really scary..."

I don't know if it's because it's cold outside or just psychological.

"Mom, why am I so cold?"

Chen Xiaoling hugged her little cotton-padded jacket. Why did this silk shirt feel so cold against her skin?

"It's getting colder, isn't it? Mom's cold too."

Chen's mother pulled her cotton-padded coat tighter and then glanced at Lihong.

Lihong also crossed her arms and said, "This silk stuff is really nice, it's so cool and refreshing."

Chen Lingling couldn't hold back any longer.

"Mom, sis, let's go wash our faces. I want to try this pearl powder box."

"Mom, I want to try it too!"

"Come on! Let's wash our faces."

The three women walked out of the room in a large group to fetch water and wash their faces.

Just after the three women finished applying powder, before they could even look their best, Junjun ran out.

"Grandma, I want to drink the coffee that Uncle brought back."

The Young Pioneer's eyes sparkled, and he tugged at Chen's mother's clothes, starting to act coquettishly.

He saw it all!
My uncle sent home chocolates and coffee!

He's never even drunk coffee before.
"Mom, I want coffee too," Chen Xiaoling said coquettishly.

"Mom, how about we try some?" Chen Lihong rubbed her hands together.

"We usually only see this on TV, always watching foreigners drink it. Shall we try it today?"

Chen's mother was also somewhat tempted.

"Then shall we wait for your dad to come back and drink together?"

Chen Xiaoling accurately analyzed: "My dad is probably showing off his razor to Uncle Jin right now, he doesn't have time to think about coffee."

Although Chen's mother felt that eating alone was unfair to her husband, she couldn't resist her children's pleas.

"Let's try it first!"

……

That night, Chen Dazhi squeezed out Old Jin's wife and lay down on the same kang (heated brick bed) with Old Jin.

Every time I wake myself up from snoring, I instinctively grab the razor in my hand and shave it a few times on my face.

Old Jin was so angry with him that he even got a few more gray hairs.

……

That night, even the chickens in the Chen family courtyard couldn't sleep.

Chen's mother couldn't bear to part with the remaining coffee grounds, so she threw them all into the chicken coop.

Outside, the chickens were fussing in their coop.

Inside the room, the person was restless in bed.

Why can't I fall asleep?
Junjun stared with his big, bright black eyes.

I rolled over to my left, and touched my father.

I rolled over to my right, and when I touched him, it was still my dad.

Ok?
Junjun peered into the darkness... Oh, long hair, it's his mother.

The family finally fell asleep just as dawn was breaking.

the next day.

Chen Dazhi washed his face and ate breakfast at Jin Daikui's house.
Then, right in front of Jin Da Kui, he took out his razor and started shaving for a while before pushing open the door through the thick snow, ready to leave with Lao Jin.

As soon as he stepped out the door, he saw Sun Zhigang riding his bicycle to the entrance.

"Little Sun? What brings you here?" Chen Dazhi asked, puzzled.

"Mom said it's cold today, so she asked me to bring you a thick felt hat." Sun Zhigang took the hat out of his bag and handed it to Chen Dazhi.

Chen Dazhi instantly felt his pride return.

"Tell me, this little thing has to bother you so much."

Chen Dazhi happily placed the hat on his round, chubby head and instructed:
"You go first, Xiao Sun. I'll go to work with your Uncle Jin."

"okay!"

……

Office of Yu Anshan, Provincial Machinery Factory
Knock, knock, knock. The familiar, almost urgent knocking came from outside the door.

Hearing this piercing, demonic sound, Yu Anshan couldn't help but roll his eyes and let out a heavy sigh!

Dong Mangui has come again.

The thing he regretted most in his life was...

Why didn't you let Chen Luyang take Dong Mangui away in the first place?!

"Dong dong dong."

The relentless knocking started again, and Yu Anshan said irritably:
"Come in."

"Boss~ I'm Xiao Dong."

Dong Mangui walked in with a big smile and great enthusiasm.

As soon as he entered the room, Dong Mangui spotted a brand-new Parker pen on the table.

Oh~
I've never seen this before!

Dong Mangui memorized the Parker Steel Notes and said:

"Leader, it's almost the end of the year, and the workshop is thinking of holding a study session to review the Party Constitution and Party discipline and enhance our ideological progressiveness. We would like to invite you to attend and say a few words to us."

Yu Anshan's brain went blank for a moment.

Here it comes again! Here it comes again! Here it comes again!
Damn it, here we go again!

Ever since he sternly told Dong Mangui not to consult him on every trivial matter.

Dong Mangui has become a top student.

They specifically sought out political events for him to participate in.

After all, before Chen Luyang left, Yu Anshan personally took charge of a series of tasks in the rubber workshop.

It wouldn't be right if the workshop branch secretary never participated in these activities either.

There was no other way but to go.

So even if you go, you can't leave empty-handed.

Every time we visited Dong Mangui, he would invite the union and propaganda department staff to take photos, and then write news articles to publish in the factory newspaper.

This caused Dong Jiangchao to berate him every day, saying that he did nothing productive and only tried to get on the news.

But this kind of thing is annoying as it may be.

The more they did, the more they were recognized by the province, who praised them for their emphasis on ideological work and commended them among all factories and units in the city.

This made it even harder for Yu Anshan to refuse.

"Boss, do you have a moment?" Dong Mangui asked with a kind and honest expression.

He had checked the schedule with the office before coming, and Yu Anshan didn't have any meetings before next Thursday, so he would definitely have time to come.

"Yes," Yu Anshan said, almost resignedly.

"I will follow your arrangements, Team Leader Dong."

……

As Song Liaosha, dressed in a 70-yuan Pierre Cardin shirt, swaggered arrogantly and domineeringly through the courtyard of the provincial machinery factory with her coat open,...
I wonder how many people envy Chen Luyang, Lu Quanyou, and Zhang Guoqiang, who are far away in Pian'er City.

It's only been a few days.
Chen Luyang not only built a successful repair shop in Pian'ercheng, but also established a connection with Peking University, setting it up as an off-campus experimental site.

He even started manufacturing parts himself outside!

Most importantly, how much money must Chen Luyang have made!

Let's not even talk about the razor that Chen Dazhi was showing off.

The Pierre Cardin jewelry I bought for Song Liaosha and the pearl powder box and mechanical pencil I bought for Song Nata alone cost a lot of money.

Many young people who want to venture out and explore the world are now eager to get out there.

Everyone was looking forward to Chen Luyang's return, and they also wanted to talk to Song Liaosha about going to Pian'er City with Chen Luyang to hang out.

……

At noon, everyone went to the cafeteria for lunch.

Although Chen Dazhi wasn't so depraved as to shave while eating.

But it also involved a series of mysterious dances.

Once outside the cafeteria, Chen Dazhi started showing off his Philips shaver to everyone he met.

Showing off to the end
Old Jin, Old Yin, Old Tong, Old Tie, and Old Lü couldn't hold back any longer.

"Hey Dazhi! Take a look at your clothes first."

"You can't even button this up, and you're braving the northwest wind with your clothes open."

"I think your son shouldn't have bought you a razor; he should have bought you a big cotton-padded coat instead!"

……

Chen Dazhi subconsciously reached out and pulled his coat tighter around himself.

Since Chen Luyang left home, Chen Dazhi has gained more and more weight every day.

She has gained a lot of weight.

He couldn't even button up his clothes.

But Chen Dazhi wouldn't let himself be taken advantage of!
“What do you know? I’m showing you my wife’s handiwork. She knitted this sweater for me, and I’m showing it to you.”

Old Jin, Old Yin, Old Tong, Old Tie, and Old Lü all rolled their eyes.

"What are you saying! Whose sweater isn't knitted by their own wife!"

Chen Dazhi scoffed: "Give me a break, Lao Lü, who knitted your sweater?"

Old Lu blushed.

He married a formidable wife, and he manages all the big and small matters at home.

Even going out for drinks at night requires prior notification, otherwise there will be scratch marks on your neck from fingernails when you go to work the next day.

Over the years, Lao Lü has long been used to being abused by these bastards.

With the support of rich experience in struggle,

Old Lu sneered:
"So what if I knitted it myself? I knitted my wife's too!"

"We men can work on machine tools and in the kitchen!"

"Putting everything else aside, when it comes to how much I love my wife, nobody in our factory can compare to me!"

Old Chen, Old Jin, Old Yin, Old Tong, Old Tie: ...

Tut tut

This is the first time I've ever seen anything like it in my entire life!
This is the first time I've ever seen someone talk about being afraid of their wife so confidently!

Although he was very strong in words,

But when he got home that evening, Old Chen still stood in front of Feng Jiuxiang with a wronged expression.

"What are you doing! I'm cooking, what are you standing there for!"

In the kitchen, Feng Jiuxiang was plucking chicken feathers.

My son is so capable, giving lectures and getting published in the newspapers.
Today, my family decided to have a proper celebration and kill a chicken to make chicken stew with mushrooms.

"Honey, my clothes are too small..." Chen Dazhi said with a wronged expression.

"What's wrong? You've grown taller?" Feng Jiuxiang asked in surprise.

"No... Oh dear, look!"

Chen Dazhi straightened his coat.

Feng Jiuxiang looked up and saw that there was indeed a slight buckle in her lower abdomen.

"These clothes were fine last year, why are they so tight this year?"

"That's right!" Old Chen said, feeling wronged.

"Today, those bastards Lao Jin, Lao Yin, Lao Tong, Lao Tie, and Lao Lü all humiliated me, saying I have no clothes to wear."

"What?" Feng Jiuxiang was furious.

"How dare Lao Jin, Lao Yin, Lao Tong, Lao Tie, and Lao Lü treat you like this?!"

"Let's go shopping for clothes this weekend!"

Although Chen Dazhi was happy inside, he pretended to be strong on the surface:
"It's okay, I'm already this old. Why would I need to buy anything?"

Feng Jiuxiang objected: "That won't do, let's go out this weekend!"

weekend,

Chen's mother led Chen's father, Chen Lihong, and Chen Xiaoling to the street to have the photos of Chen Luyang mailed home developed at a photo studio.

He then mailed the newspaper from the previous provincial newspaper interview with his family, along with a pile of old clothes, to Chen Luyang.

Although it looked like a bag of old clothes, one of the woolen pants had a pair of underwear wrapped inside.

The little underwear had pockets sewn on it, and inside those pockets were the pocket money that Chen's mother had slipped to her son.

(End of this chapter)