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After returning from Zhao Youcai's wedding, Li He was a little depressed. Compared to his classmates, the gap between him and his classmates was obvious. Most of his classmates were proud of their lives, but he was the only one who was half-dead.
Although his classmates didn't have high positions, they were controlled by their ranks, and their words at the dinner table were different.
This was the rule of society, and everyone followed it, intentionally or unintentionally. Li He could only be a supporting character. A supporting character couldn't steal the show, and he just had to keep his mouth shut. Without a layer of skin, who would care about you?
As time went by, the gap between him and everyone else would grow, and this psychological imbalance would become more and more serious.
He had also thought it through. In his previous life, he had proven that he wasn't suitable for the path of politics, so there was no need for him to take the wrong path in this life. It wasn't bad to be a rich man, and comparing would only make him lose his original heart.
According to old man Zhang, there were people who sat on the palanquin, and there were people who carried the palanquin. Since he didn't have the life to sit on the palanquin, it was better not to be the one who carried the palanquin.
When he got home, the sun had just set.
The door was open, and a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl was squatting in front of the chicken coop, scattering rice for the chickens. This was Chang Jing's youngest daughter, Feng Rui. She had inherited her mother's genes, and she was already very beautiful at such a young age.
Feng Lei went to Xianghe, and Xiao Wei couldn't be found all day, so Li He gave the key to Chang Jing and told her to look after the house. Chang Jing often didn't go to work on time, so the job of looking after the chickens and ducks fell to Feng Rui.
Li He asked, "Xiao Rui, have you eaten dinner?"
Feng Rui saw that it was Li He who came back, and she washed her hands in the pond before replying, "No, grandma has already cooked. I'll go back and eat later."
Li He opened the door of the living room, found a pen from the drawer, and handed it to the girl. "This is for you."
This pen was a little thin, and he rarely used it.
"Uncle Li, I don't want it, it's too expensive," Feng Rui put her hands behind her back and shook her head firmly.
Li He and Chang Jing addressed each other as brother and sister, but Feng Rui immediately raised his seniority and called him uncle.
"Take it. Didn't you see that I kept them in the drawer? I haven't used them in a long time."
"You'll need it later."
"Are you sure? Then I'll throw it away. " Li He was about to throw it.
Feng Rui was afraid that Li He would really throw it away, so she hurriedly said, "Uncle Li, don't throw it away. Give it to me. It'll be a pity if you throw it away."
Li He handed it to her with a smile, and the little girl happily took it.
Li He rolled up a large stack of letters from the bottom of the cabinet and placed them in the girl's arms. "Take this to make draft paper. If you don't have enough, I still have more."
These letters all had school titles on the headers. Some were from his school, and some were from He Fang's school. He and He Fang had brought a lot of them home over the past two years, and they were piled up high.
Li He didn't need so many of them. They were mainly used to meet the needs of his family, Four. In order to get this kind of letter paper, Li Bing wrote a letter to Li He, saying that she didn't have enough draft paper and that the quality of draft paper sold outside was poor.
How could Li He believe her nonsense? However, he still found a large pile of letters for her. He Fang kept it in mind and even specially went to a few universities nearby. She found all kinds of letters that were addressed to different universities.
For this, Li He even went to the post office and sent them back to Four's school.
Feng Rui saw the red, blue, and all kinds of colored letters and was very happy. She didn't refuse and accepted it with a grin. This kind of letter paper with the headers could be shown off in school. The children in school basically had all kinds of letters with the headers of various organizations.
The little girl left happily.
Li He began to clean up. The table was covered with a layer of dust. If he didn't wipe it off, he wouldn't be able to stand looking at it.
Just as he cleaned up the coffee table, Chang Jing came in and smiled. "Why did you give such a good thing to a little girl? You don't want to waste it."
"It's not for you. When I wasn't at home, Feng Rui helped me a lot. I thank her, but it has nothing to do with you."
"You're using words to make fun of people again," Chang Jing complained about Li He and asked, "Changping has been demolished. Do you think it will happen here?"
"Building Changping Highway?" The last time Li He passed by, it was already being demolished. The main purpose was to open the north gate of Beijing, which was the only way to Badaling and the Thirteen Tombs. As the number of cars increased, the width of the road was no longer enough.
Li He didn't know where so many cars came from. Maybe it was because he spent too much time at home and at school.
However, he knew that there were many people in the alley who specialized in selling cars. Most of them didn't have any goods on hand, so they just introduced them to each other and the middleman took a commission from them.
"Yes, how much compensation do you think we can get if we demolish this place?" Chang Jing wanted to demolish it. Her pigeon cage was enough, so she wanted to change it to a bigger one.
Li He smiled. "It won't be our turn. If they want to demolish it, it will start from the slums. We won't be able to do it for at least ten years."
Even if there were large-scale demolitions after the nineties, this place wouldn't actually be demolished. Li He didn't want to break Chang Jing's hopes, so he didn't tell her the truth. He only said that it was a distant date.
"I just want to settle a new house so that Feng Lei can use it when he gets married. From what you said, it seems like there's no hope," Chang Jing couldn't help but sigh.
Li He smiled. "He's a boy. He has his own future. Why are you so worried?"
Chang Jing rolled her eyes. "You'll know when you have a son. It's easy for you to say that."
Li He stayed at home for a few days. He suddenly remembered that Skinny Monkey hadn't written to him for a long time. Skinny Monkey was still a little troublesome over there. He had only just figured out the whole process of selling, exchanging money, and wire transfers.
Relying on clothes, shoes, hats, and even cabbages and potatoes, he could earn eighty to a hundred thousand a month. Li He didn't think much of it.
If Skinny Monkey couldn't do anything, Li He decided to go north himself. If he lost this opportunity, it would really be gone.
Although things like planes and tanks were a little far away, it didn't stop him from getting piles of technical information. China didn't lack Russian translators.
In Li He's school, most of the old professors had studied in the Soviet Union. Which one of them didn't speak Russian fluently?
Therefore, as long as the information came, he wasn't afraid of not being able to digest it. If he couldn't digest it in a year, then he would take ten years. One day, he would be able to digest it completely.
Li He couldn't eat dinner anymore. He ate a little too much at the wedding.
The sky wasn't dark yet, so he went to bed a little early. Just as he was about to find something to do, Li Xiaomei came with Li Aijun on a tricycle.
Li Aijun said as soon as he entered the door, "I knew you would be at home during the holidays."
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