How to Thrive in the ’60s

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Thinking of the private money that was carefully hidden in the tea pot in the study cabinet, Yun Shang hummed twice, but did not expose Bai Yancheng's lie.

She is not a fool, if she really made her point clear, forcing her father to hide his private money outside, or try to find a way to spend it, wouldn't the reason be gone? What did she think she was threatening?

"Dad, don't keep targeting Second Brother Gu, my mother will tell you again after she finds out." My grandfather has to scold you too!

Bai Yancheng: "..."

So angry! There is no caring person in this big family, if it is not for having nowhere to go, he would want to run away from home.

"Xiaoqi, I will come back after staying outside for two days. It's hot now, so it's cool at home."

Bai Yancheng's tone softened, and he cleverly changed the subject. Yun Chang fell silent for a moment, and then responded.

Forget it, forget it, is it your own father, can you really insist on saving your own father's face or what?

Let's just leave it at that.

After hanging up the phone, Gu Shinian asked curiously, "A Chang, did Uncle Bai really hide his money?"

Yun Chang blinked, thought for a while and said, "...I don't know, I'm lying to my dad."

The private money is really hidden.

However, I really can't tell you where the money is hidden, or if you tell my mother every minute, my father will suffer again.

Yun Shang didn't tell the truth, so Gu Shinian stopped asking, and handed the cup of herbal tea to Yun Shang's mouth, motioning her to moisten her throat.

In order to support him, A Chang had been talking to Bai Yancheng for so long on the phone, he had to take good care of him, and he couldn't make his little girl thirsty...

...

In the past few days when Yunshang was in Yicheng, Gu Shinian was in a good mood, and he often had a smile on his face. Even the soldiers in the battalion had a much better life. .

Gu Shinian lived a prosperous life, and the soldiers in the camp lived comfortably, but Gu Guangzong, who was far away in Qinghe County, once again fell into despair.

He dragged his tired body from the end of the street, his expression was numb, his eyes were red, and he was just over thirty, but there were obvious wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, and fine white hair grew at the corners of his forehead.

At this time, he was wearing a white shirt that had been washed yellow. There were two big holes in the skirt, but they were not patched. The blackened threads at the holes were exposed bare.

Just from his appearance and clothes, one can tell that Gu Guangzong's life has not been easy these past few years.

When Gu Guangzong reached the entrance of the alley, a woman in her thirties came out of the alley and dragged Gu Guangzong in.

"How about it, can it be done?"

"...It's useless to say that the composition is not good, and it's useless to go to school."

Gu Guangzong glanced at the woman, waved the woman's hand away wearily, and continued to walk home, "Go back, I can't go to college, I can still go to the factory to find a job, and I can always have a bite for you."

The woman's face froze, she caught up with Gu Guangzong a few steps, and asked anxiously, "Is there any other way? Temporary workers can't compare with college students, let alone college students. Even if you are admitted to a technical secondary school, you are better than being a worker. "

If Gu Guangzong's mother and sister hadn't settled down in the provincial capital, and her brother had also made a career in the army, she wouldn't have mixed up with such an uncertain guy.

I had thought for a long time that my mother could help Gu Guangzong to solve the composition problem, but I didn't expect that it had been so long, and there was no news from the provincial capital.

Is that woman really not going to recognize Gu Guangzong's son?