Reborn in 1985, starting from a machine factory

Thick chunks of fatty meat are cut into pieces and then coated with white sugar to create a glossy sheen.

This time, Li Guihua cut very hard, and each person got three or four pieces.

As soon as the braised pork was served, even the usually unreliable Chen Gang obediently sat down at the table.

Bathed in the soft yellow light of the incandescent bulb, Chen Fen smiled happily as she took a bite of braised pork, accompanied by a bowl of white rice.

It's simply a delicacy.

Li Guihua stretched out her chopsticks, deftly picked up a piece, and placed it in Chen's father's bowl.

Mr. Chen chuckled, revealing his gums with a missing tooth.

"Mom, you can't eat this!" Chen Mo flipped through the braised pork; it was too fatty, with not a single piece of lean meat in sight.

This era is different from twenty years later. In this era, fatty meat is the best thing, and factories only give out the best when they distribute employee benefits.

"What's wrong? Can't I eat?" Li Guihua glared at her.

"No, no, no, it's not that. Your liver isn't healthy, eating this will make you feel even worse!" Chen Mo immediately explained.

Upon hearing Chen Mo speak, Li Guihua rubbed her stomach.

That makes sense. Ever since I stopped taking Chinese medicine and started taking Gan Tai Le (a traditional Chinese medicine), my stomach feels much better.

Actually, she didn't want to eat braised pork, but just seeing it made her feel nauseous.

However, she still didn't hold back: "Oh, taking Western medicine means you can't even eat meat anymore?"

Chen Mo looked helpless: "Mom, this isn't a matter of Western or Chinese medicine."

"What is it?"

"We got a bonus at our factory, let's go to the hospital tomorrow," Chen Mo said.

"Hospitals are all scams. Old Liu at the village entrance is such a strong and healthy man."

"He was admitted to the hospital, and died within three days!"

"Are you trying to harm Mom?" Li Guihua asked.

"How old is Grandpa Liu? He fell and hit his head. He would have died that day if he hadn't gone to the hospital!" Chen Mo retorted softly.

"Mom, don't worry about the money, we can reimburse half of it."

"Isn't the remaining half money? I'm not going!"

Just as Chen Mo was about to speak, Li Guihua suddenly slammed her chopsticks heavily against the enamel basin: "Stop talking and eat!"

Chen Mo had no choice but to obediently lower his head. Sometimes, when elders get stubborn, there's just no way to deal with them.

He glanced outside.

...

The next morning, Chen Mo got up early.

If Mom doesn't want to go, then we'll find a way to get her to go.

No matter the era, health is more important than anything else.

Money is gone, but you can earn it back.

If you lose your health, no amount of money will help.

After breakfast, Chen Mo went straight to his uncle's house.

Given Li Guihua's current physical condition, she definitely can't handle walking for long periods of time; she'd need at least a bicycle or something.

In those days, bicycles were a form of hard currency, and most families could afford to buy one, but lending them out was difficult unless you were a close relative or friend.

Of Chen Mo's relatives, only his uncle's family is relatively close. Even if we don't care about the monk's family, we should still consider the Buddha's family, since his grandparents are still alive.

Besides, my aunt's attitude softened at the last gathering, and my sister-in-law was also home.

Chen Mo walked quickly and arrived at his uncle's house in half an hour.

My uncle's house was open; they were cleaning.

Upon seeing Chen Mo arrive, the auntie who was sweeping the floor looked up: "Oh my, isn't this the temporary technician?"

Her voice was shrill, and she emphasized the word "temporary".

"Good morning, Auntie!" Chen Mo's heart sank.

"Great!" Auntie said without looking up. "That's quite something, a temporary technician, and he's even wearing a borrowed watch."

"Is it the Plum Blossom brand? It's not cheap!"

"Did you return it? If not, your auntie wants to see it for herself too."

Chen Mo's expression changed slightly: "Auntie, is my aunt up yet?"

"Chen Rui, the temporary technician is looking for you," her aunt raised her voice.

"Chen Mo, you're here?" Chen Rui, her hair uncombed, came out of her room upon hearing the noise. She had just gotten up and her face was full of sleepiness.

"Xiao Mo is here! Come in and sit down!"

"No, Auntie, I'd like to borrow your bicycle. My mother isn't feeling well, and I need to take her to the hospital for a checkup," Chen Mo said.

"The bicycle!" Chen Rui scratched her head. "It's parked in the yard. It might be flat. Can you pump it up?"

"You can take it and use it; I don't use it much anyway."

"What did you say?" The aunt slammed the broom on the ground. "What do you mean by 'use it to be pushed away'?"

She stared at Chen Rui with wide eyes.

"I dropped Chen Mo off; it'll be convenient for him to get to and from get off work." Chen Rui shook her neck.

"What will happen to our fourth child when he/she goes to and from school?"

"Your fourth brother only needs five minutes to get to and from school, and besides, this is my bicycle. I can give it to whomever I want!" Chen Rui retorted, she had long disliked Li Ting.

"Oh my, a woman no one wants is so generous," Li Ting said sarcastically.

"No, no, it's a worthless item that was married off and then returned."

Chen Rui's face darkened: "Chen Mo, push it away!"

Li Ting jumped high and rushed to the door: "No way, these are our things, why should we give them to him?"

"You good-for-nothing! You eat our food, live in our house, and now you want to take our things to give away!"

"You bitch!"

In her haste, she grabbed at Chen Rui's hair.

Chen Mo stepped forward, blocking Chen Rui's path, and quietly clenched his fist.

Li Ting was short and chubby, and when Chen Mo stood in front of her, she looked like a wall.

"Auntie, are you going to hit someone?"

Upon seeing Chen Mo's fist, Li Ting took a half step back.

"Dad, Mom, third son, come out quickly!"

"Chen Mo is going to hit me! He's going to kill me!"

"What happened?"

"What happened?"

Amidst the chaotic noise, Grandpa and Grandma came out of the room, followed by Uncle and several children.

"Chen Rui wanted to give away some of her family's belongings, but I disagreed, and he tried to hit me."

"Mom and Dad, you be the judge, is this house meant for us?"

"If it weren't for that, I would have taken these kids back to my parents' house and cried today."

Li Ting took the initiative, crying and wailing as she spoke, kicking the trash on the ground as she did so.

The room was a complete mess.

Grandpa glanced at Chen Rui, only to be glared back at by her.

Only Li Ting's crying could be heard in the house.

After a long pause, the uncle stammered, having been keeping an eye on things outside: "Chen Mo, why don't you go check somewhere else?"

Chen Rui immediately interrupted, "No, I can't give away my things yet!"

"Ahhh!" Li Ting screamed and cried, making it difficult for Chen Rui to finish her sentence.

"Auntie, I'm going back now, otherwise we won't be able to make time together." Looking at the chaos in front of her, Chen Mo turned around.

Gritting her teeth, Chen Rui squeezed out the words, "Okay, let's go to your aunt's house. Maybe your uncle and aunt will love their grandson even more than your own grandparents."

As Chen Mo walked out the door, the crying and commotion inside the house stopped in the blink of an eye.

My uncle jogged out, moved the bicycle to the side, and locked it.

Unlike the inner turmoil inside, the uncle now looked smug, wishing he could carve his name on the bicycle.

There are two types of people who can't get out of bed.

Chen Mo hadn't expected this aunt to be so troublesome, but this time she had implicated her aunt, and she was afraid she would suffer a lot of disdain.

But there was no time now, so Chen Mo quickened his pace and headed towards his aunt's house.