Struggling to sit up from the bed, Chen Jianghai felt that his head was about to explode.

"This... is this place?"

Looking at the mottled and dilapidated brick building in front of him, he rubbed his head, feeling a little familiar.

Didn't you get drunk in the shop yesterday? How can it be here?

Are you dreaming?

Just when Chen Jianghai was in a daze, the wooden door of the room was pushed open, and a young woman walked in.

She is tall, with two ponytails, big watery eyes, a lovely nose bridge, a fair face, and rosy and full lips, just like Zhou Huimin, the former head of the Jade Girl.

"Wan... Wan Qiu!"

Chen Jianghai widened his eyes in disbelief, looked at the woman in front of him, and called out her name in a daze.

"Are you awake? Breakfast is ready, I'm going to work."

After that, the woman took a gray coat and was about to go out.

"Wan Qiu, don't go!"

Chen Jianghai subconsciously shouted loudly.

The woman's body stiffened slightly.

"I... I only have a few cents left on me, I'll give it to you!"

After saying that, the woman took out two crumpled wool bills from her pocket and threw them on the table, with a sad look in her eyes, and left without looking back.

When the other party walked out, Chen Jianghai reacted and jumped off the bed at once.

By the time he stumbled and chased out, the woman was already far away.

"Wan Qiu... Is she really Wan Qiu?"

"Am I dreaming?"

Chen Jianghai was full of excitement and muttered.

Lin Wanqiu, the daughter-in-law of Chen Jianghai, is a well-known beauty in eight townships.

At the beginning, because Lin Wanqiu's father was seriously ill, he urgently needed a large amount of surgery expenses.

According to the matchmaker, the Chen Jianghai family gave the Lin family a generous betrothal gift to marry Lin Wanqiu back.

Because he wanted to make a lot of money to be a boss, Chen Jianghai didn't want to go to work after marriage, and he was only focused on doing business, no matter how he persuaded him.

Lin Wanqiu could only swallow the grief silently, supporting the family alone, hoping that one day Chen Jianghai would be more at ease and stop tossing.

Later, Chen Jianghai's business failed and he owed a huge amount of foreign debt. Lin Wanqiu still stayed there, and accompanied him through the difficult days of sleeping in the grass hut and gnawing at the nest.

When Chen Jianghai recognized himself and honestly went to work in the factory to earn money, and the couple's life had just improved, Lin Wanqiu became seriously ill due to long-term hard work and passed away quietly.

This ending also made Chen Jianghai remorseful, but the tragedy had already happened and could not be undone.

He suddenly woke up and left the sad place of his hometown, no longer dreaming of being a boss, and went to work in a big city, but whenever it was quiet at night, he always used alcohol to relieve his sorrow and wept bitterly for what he had done in the past.

"Wan Qiu, you really still hate me, you only let me take a look in your dreams."

Chen Jianghai smiled miserably, and slammed his fist on the dilapidated wooden table.

"what!"

A piercing pain came, and Chen Jianghai couldn't help shaking his hands.

After a few flicks, Chen Jianghai suddenly forgot the pain, and stared blankly at his red and swollen right hand.

It hurts, it hurts, but do you feel pain in a dream?

Is this not a dream!

Thinking of this, Chen Jianghai immediately opened the door and walked out. A burst of dazzling eyes came over, so he couldn't help covering it with his hands.

After getting used to it for a while, Chen Jianghai put down his hands and turned his head to look at the almost empty house behind him.

His eyes finally fell on the calendar behind the door.

July 24, 1991, a very ordinary day, was also the second year after he and Lin Wanqiu got married.

Back, he really returned to the past.

Chen Jianghai couldn't be more excited, but when he thought of what he had done in the past and Lin Wanqiu's desperate eyes in the hospital, he couldn't help but slapped himself with a big mouth.

"Chen Jianghai, you really are not human!"

Gritting his teeth, Chen Jianghai looked out the window and said very firmly.

"Wanqiu, don't worry, I only have three words in my life: Lin Wanqiu! I will never let you suffer any more grievances and sins!"

Taking a deep breath, resisting the urge to go to the factory to find Lin Wanqiu, Chen Jianghai returned to his room, rolled up his sleeves, and cleaned the mess inside and out.

Although the house is shabby, it looks much more comfortable after cleaning.

After drinking the bowl of light brown barley porridge on the table, Chen Jianghai walked out of the room and came to the small kitchen built with asbestos tiles next door.

Open the rice jar, only a shallow layer of rice is left in it, and only a few briquettes are left.

Chen Jianghai was naturally well aware of this situation, because his family had been having a hard time because of his lack of business.

To make money and let Wanqiu live a good life, the thought in Chen Jianghai's heart became more and more firm.

Putting on a coat, Chen Jianghai strode out of the courtyard and onto the street.

Today, Linghai is only a small county town. There are no high-rise buildings lined up on the streets. All of them are short bungalows. The ground is uneven concrete ground, and the sky is still blue.

Along the way, there are not many shops on the street, and there are not so many dazzling goods, which fully shows that this is an era when everything is waiting.

Chen Jianghai also saw a business that almost disappeared in later generations: shoe repair.

In the distance, the song of the Little Tigers floated, "Put your heart, my heart, in a string..."

"Hey, why is there no sound?"

A voice from the side caught Chen Jianghai's attention.

He turned his head and saw a white-haired old man sitting at the door of his house, frowning and fiddling with the radio in his hand.

Seeing this scene, Chen Jianghai's eyes suddenly lit up.

Before the rebirth, Chen Jianghai has been engaged in home appliance repair work. After the millennium, he also owned a home appliance repair shop.

Repairing a radio was no problem for him.

Although there is little money to do this in later generations, but now it is a good business to make money, and it is absolutely technical work.

What can reflect the changing times?

There is no doubt that the wedding "four pieces".

The four major items of the 1950s and 1960s: bicycles, watches, radios, and sewing machines. Commonly known as three turns and one ring.

After the reform and opening up, ordinary people have a lot of money in their pockets. Therefore, the four major items have become: color TV, refrigerator, washing machine, and tape recorder.

All are home appliances.

In particular, the radio, which was once a rare commodity, has now become a must-have information acquisition product for almost every household.

When the usage rate is high, the damage rate will naturally increase.

In this era, the common people are reluctant to leave, and can only repair, repair and reuse.

And repairing household appliances is a delicate job in this era.

Must be proficient in electrical construction principles and maintenance methods.

Chen Jianghai felt that his skills had finally found a way to play!

"Master, is the radio broken?"

Chen Jianghai took two steps forward and said with a smile.

The old man glanced at Chen Jianghai, nodded and said, "Yes, it was fine last night, I don't know what happened!"

Chen Jianghai smiled and said, "Master, should I help you take a look?"

"You know how to repair?" The uncle had doubts in his eyes.

Chen Jianghai said calmly: "Well, I can repair it, but if it can be repaired, I have to pay a repair fee, will it work?"

"Okay, as long as you cultivate well, I'll give you... 50 cents!"

The uncle hesitated for a moment, then stretched out a slap and said.

Chen Jianghai shook his head: "Master, is the fifty cents a little less?"

"What? Five cents is too little, why don't you go grab it?"

The old man raised his eyebrows and said.

Chen Jianghai said unhurriedly: "Master, a brand new radio costs at least forty or fifty yuan, are you willing to buy a new one?"

The uncle was about to speak, but Chen Jianghai took the lead.

"If it is sent for repair, at least two or three yuan will be charged for the repair fee. So, let me see first. If it can be repaired, how about you only give one yuan?"

In 1991, UU reading www. At this time, the per capita monthly income of uukanshu.com was only two or three hundred yuan.

This has to be the working class of the big cities.

If it is a small city or a rural area, the income is even less.

Therefore, buying a new radio is definitely not a small expense for a family.

Chen Jianghai's words completely made the uncle give up his thoughts of bargaining.

"Okay! One piece is just one piece, but if you don't fix it, I won't give you the money!"

Grandpa nodded.

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