Before Xu Wu left, he left another 1,000 yuan foreign exchange coupon for Jing Cuncheng, and signed it in the Deling Field Department for the record.

When the director of the field department saw the 1,000 yuan foreign exchange coupon, he couldn't sit still anymore.

1,000 US dollars, he couldn't figure out if Xu Wu was too much money, or if he was warning Deling Farm, but in the eyes of the field manager, no matter what, he couldn't bear it.

This is 1,000 US dollars, inviting people to the best Qinghai hotel in Xining, which is twenty or thirty yuan at a time, and 1,000 US dollars can be exchanged for 2,000 yuan of foreign exchange coupons, which can invite guests thirty or fifty times.

The prisoners who entertained at the Qinghai Hotel, gave foreign exchange coupons and US dollars, and changed the level and location, and everyone fished them out. Not to mention the muddy 80s, even a few years ago, people didn't sing red songs while moving valuable things to their homes.

Of course, if a few years ago, the field director would not have bothered to think about it, at that time there was no talk of rehabilitation, whether it was a deputy minister or a director, all of them were detainees, and many people could not imagine that there would be a day to turn over again.

Now is the season of prudence and prudence, the field director seems to have returned to the time when he just heard about the "rehabilitation", and he took Xu Wu to drink a meal with great enthusiasm, and waited until both sides were drunk before asking: "Is Lao Jing going back?"

Xu Wu was a cadre who exercised alcohol, and if it weren't for that, he wouldn't have been sent to Deling. Therefore, Xu Wu pretended to be overwhelmed by the planned procedures, and said, "I can't say ......anything about this matter."

The field manager was stealing and playing tricks when he was drinking, and now he is still seven points awake, and he hurriedly asked: "That is, there is such a thing?"

"That's definitely going to be there, line up, it's time for my brother-in-law, right?" Xu Wu snorted wine and grabbed the field manager and asked.

The field director nodded again and again, and the novel: "It's your turn, it's your turn." ”

"That is to say......" Xu Wu let go of the field leader, sat on the chair with his ass, and felt the back of his head bumped into it.

"Drink some tea, drink some tea to cure hangover. Before the field manager could finish asking, he poured Xu Wu a sip of tea, and said, "What are you talking about?

"yes, that's ...... It's the other way around. ”

"When did it happen?" "It's no wonder that the field chief cares, he has a file there, Jing Cuncheng used to be a deputy ministerial-level cadre, and now ten years have passed, Jing Cuncheng is still less than 50 years old, once he is rehabilitated, he must be used first.

A mere Deling farm, no matter how much you jump, can't reach a deputy minister-level cadre.

The field director is really worried that Jing Cuncheng, who is rehabilitated, will come back to trouble.

His position is also quite difficult, he can't unprincipledly curry favor with the detainees on the farm, in that case, the work will not be able to be done, first of all, the resources are limited, and it may not be possible to distribute a large amount to everyone, and secondly, it is easy to offend people, not to say that pleasing people can be liked. What's more, it is inevitable that there will be labor in the labor camp, and perhaps another cadre at the deputy ministerial level will be offended by a single assignment.

Therefore, in recent years, the field manager has been relatively far away from the detainees, and the distance produces a sense of beauty, and it is also the least likely to offend people.

However, Jing Cuncheng is leaving, and the situation is different.

Before leaving, you can always be kind to others.

Xu Wu deliberately ignored the eagerness of the field leader, waved his hand and said, "Don't be in a hurry." ”

"Why?"

"You can't just go back like this, don't you say? The sin on this Qinghai-Tibet Plateau has been suffered in vain?" Xu Wu shook his head vigorously and said, "You can't just go back like this, you can't suffer in vain." ”

As he spoke, Xu Wu slammed his head on the table and snored evenly.

The field director scolded his mother, and said in his heart: "We are not on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, and the sins we suffered are not in vain." ”

After the director returned to the office, he thought about it, and found a deputy to discuss changing the type of work for Jing Cuncheng.

In a labor camp, the work in the open air is very hard, but the indoor work is much easier, such as nuclear testing and the distribution of tools, which is much easier than digging ditches in the ice and snow.

Jing Cuncheng accepted the new job as a matter of course.

Now, more people guessed that he was going to be lucky, and more people came to him for help.

Jing Cuncheng did not refuse to come.

From his point of view, money is important, but it is not that important, and it doesn't matter if it is spent.

And his generosity has helped a lot, at least, this winter will not be so difficult.

Xu Wu returned to Pingjiang and also acted resolutely.

It's not okay to be unhappy. Strictly speaking, they conspired to deceive the top and bottom of Deling Farm, and it was just a short period of time, if there was no result for a long time, Jing Cuncheng's life would be even more difficult, and most importantly, everyone was afraid of changes in the central government's policies.

Xu Wu himself suffered two years of sin, and after he came back, the arrangement was not good, and he entered the construction and garden department that has no oil and water now, but fortunately, he was idle at work, and he took Jing Cuncheng's letter every day, and ran around, looking for Jing Cuncheng's old comrades-in-arms and old colleagues to write articles, or come forward directly.

When Jing Cuncheng was first defeated, the Jing family still had some savings, but at that time they didn't dare to connect indiscriminately, and after the situation improved, the Jing family's economy had already collapsed, and most of the relatives were people who lived on their wages, so how could they run all over the country.

Tickets in the 80s were actually quite expensive compared to the wages at this time. The same is Nan*Beijing to Suzhou*Zhou, and the hard-seat ticket for 83 years is 4. Yuan, the hard seat ticket in 2014 is only 32 yuan, with the salary of forty or fifty yuan for ordinary people in 83 years, such a train ticket will cost one-tenth of the salary, if it is from Nan * Beijing to four * Sichuan, the hard seat will cost 2 yuan, which requires half of the salary of ordinary people, which is more than the economy class of the plane after 30 years.

Xu Wu is now running around by train, just like the errands of later generations, spending hundreds of yuan a week, not counting the expenses of accommodation, meals and gifts.

Without Yang Rui's support, the Jing family couldn't handle this matter at all.

Xu Wu saved as much as possible, and also used up the 500 yuan in cash lent by Yang Rui in half a month, and gave away another 500 yuan of foreign exchange coupons.

Even Jing's mother, when she heard the call from her eldest brother, she was also shocked, but the small shops on the streets and alleys were inconvenient to speak, so she could only come back to her daughter and say: "We can't spend money like this anymore, and if we spend it like this, our family can't afford to pay it back." ”

Jing Yulan was talked about for a long time, so she went to Xibao Middle School to find Yang Rui.

Yang Rui said in English as usual: "Stop now, the early investment will be in vain." Do you have any money to pay back now?"

Jing Yulan understood, but said helplessly: "At this rate of spending money, even if my father comes back, the salary compensated to him will not be enough to repay the money." ”

"But your dad is always back, isn't he?" Yang Rui said in Chinese again.

Jing Yulan was speechless.

So, Xu Wu continued to run, and Jing's mother also began to prepare, going to Bei*Beijing to send the letter written by Jing Cuncheng.

Yang Rui asked the advertorial to be one style of article, and it was best to write one by one person and publish it in a local newspaper or magazine.

Most of these advertorials are in the form of memoirs or reportage, which are short and concise, but they all highlight the feelings of contribution and struggle.

Jing Cuncheng's old comrades-in-arms and old colleagues have also reached the age of looking back on the eventful years of the past, even if they guessed Xu Wu's purpose, they are not disgusted.

And the articles they write, if they have the ability, they will find someone to publish it, and those who can't do it will hand it over to Xu Wu and let him find a way to publish it, of course, this is a lot of money.

By the time she arrived in Jingmu's capital, her account book had already been allocated 8,000 yuan.

That's more than the cash of a family of 30,000 yuan.

Jing's mother was anxious and proud.

She also read the story of "Strange Goods". During the Warring States Period, some people invested in the political family, and Yang Rui's actions are understandable.

Therefore, although everyone did not open up to say, Yang Rui's purpose and Jing Cuncheng's family were consciously clear.

After ten years of loneliness, at least in the eyes of Jingmu, it is also a good thing to be used.

Articles written about Jing Cuncheng's military exploits, and articles written about Jing Cuncheng's work achievements, appeared in the media, large or small.

As a demobilized cadre who became a deputy minister at the age of 40, Jing Cuncheng does have quite good achievements, and now is the era when reminiscence writing is popular, half of the advertorials they prepared are published smoothly, and the other half is also actively negotiating.

Yang Rui just waited quietly, there was not much to get involved in this matter, and besides that, a little bit of luck was needed.