MTL - Investment Life-Chapter 31

From the end of November to the beginning of December, after hitting a bottom of 300 points, the Shanghai Stock Exchange Index experienced a retaliatory rebound. In just half a month, it soared from 386 points to more than 700 points, and then briefly adjusted the circle for a few days. The prelude to a bull market. The funds pouring into Shanghai frantically have been reactivated, and market policies are still loose. Investors who have rushed into the stock market have seen the dawn of hope. The faces of millions of families have almost changed their faces, but the funds rushed to the stock market However, there was no decrease in half, and the whole market has renewed vitality.

However, the few new stocks that have recently been listed have never reached the glorious record of the first half of the year, often opening up and going down. No matter what the dealers do, they can't get enough profit. Instead, they put some ambitious individuals into a disaster. In contrast, the old eight stocks and the outstanding stocks in the first half of the year have been popular all the time. Due to the impact of the bull market some time ago, too many retail investors are still locked in high levels, and they are eager for these stocks to return to high points, unwind and even profit. The trend of the entire market has also made those who are trying to touch the fish troubled.

For this market, Chen Yuanming naturally did not let it go. Now it is not the time to sit and be able to drop the pie in the sky. In the face of complex disks, the prophets he has been relying on have been useless and can only be mastered by future generations. Experience to analyze and judge, but for this wild era of the Chinese stock market, his ideas and cognition are still sufficiently advanced, making money is too easy. Multiple stocks are operated at the same time, and small-scale buying or selling. Although the number on the book has not grown fast enough, it is robust enough.

On the contrary, Xiao Yun chose to perform some operations on his own this time. His principal is sufficient and he has accumulated some stock trading experience. He can't always follow Chen Yuanming's buttocks and pick up ready-made ones. It is also time to learn to fly alone. Fortunately, the uptrend channel of the broader market has been opened, and even if it can't catch the hottest spots, it is still a stable business.

Back and forth in this way, in 1992, the last page was turned in an instant. As the Spring Festival approached, the stock market remained hot, but the spring break was just around the corner, and many large foreigners began to pack up and prepare to fight again in the coming year.

"How about, it's almost New Year's Day, do you have any plans?" After the market closed that day, Xiao Yun moved his shoulders a little stiff and leaned on the sofa. He is about to go home, the phone calls one after another, no matter how big the temptation can not stop the call of affection, it is time to go north to Beijing, but what about this boy? Does he ... have a home to return?

Facing Xiao Yun's gaze, Chen Yuanming paused, and casually put away the debris in front of him.

"Of course I went home."

Wealthy does not return to his hometown, such as Yi Jin at night. With his eyes lowered slightly, Chen Yuanming exhaled softly. Two years, it's time to go home and see.

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Because the Spring Festival of 1993 came too early, just in mid-January, the street was already full of people who were buying. At this time, there is still not enough supplies, and it is like fighting a war at the end of the year. It is not easy to grab cheap and desirable things, not to mention the preparation for frying and cooking, which can be tiring enough. . If I hadn't taken a break from work today, I don't know when I would go ...

Wang Juan wiped a handful of sweat beads from her forehead, labored to pick up two big bags of new year goods and went upstairs. Although her legs are sleepy and her waist is weak, she always feels that she is full of energy. Yeah, in the past, how could their family handle so many years of goods, chickens, ducks, fishes, canned goods, and sweets. What I want! However, this year she can, dare, and she can also stand up and not look at anyone's face.

When thinking of the bank card at home, Wang Juan felt that the blood on her body was about to burn. There are still 40,000 yuan in there! In the past two years, his family has simply paid off the debts owed over the years, and has enough money to help his niece cure the leg problems. With so much expenditure, there is still 40,000 yuan left! Not relying on his own smart and capable son! As soon as he thought that he had become a "ten thousand yuan household", Wang Juan didn't mention how beautiful it was.

Of course, you ca n’t spend money when you have money. After all, it is the hard-earned money of your son. But the letter sent back a few days ago ignited Wang Juan's enthusiasm for shopping. The son said he was coming back, just these days! Counting it with her finger, she couldn't bear it anymore. She was full of shopping and had the urge to live a good life. She hadn't seen her for two years. She didn't know whether her son was fat or thin. He must not be allowed to feel wronged anymore, she must also prepare some good things for her son this time ...

Stepping on the last step, Wang Juan was on the spot, and in the narrow aisle, a figure slowly turned his head and came over to her. Still so young, a dozen centimeters taller, shoulders wider, flesh growing on the face, no longer so thin and thin, look at the eyebrows, handsome guy, he, he has grown up ...

With a light hand, Wang Juan found out that the two big bags in her hands fell on the ground, and the overflowing contents were tilting outward, and in a blink of an eye they would roll down the steps, but a large wheat-colored hand was in her hurry. I picked up my carrying bag and put those things back in the bag.

"Mom, I'm back."

A deeper voice than two years ago, Wang Juan raised her head slightly, and now she also has to look up to see that face. She has matured so much more than two years ago, looks so much, and never looks like a child again. That sloppy look ... her son, her only sweetheart ... when the eyes were hot, something was about to gush out, Wang Juan sucked his nose, grabbed a big bag from his son, kicked Pedal walked towards the door of the house. The nonsense in my mouth is "How stupid to stand at the door, don't you have the keys to the house, go home and sit and wait for Mom to return ..." It seems that as long as you stop your mouth, the share Enthusiasm will break through the eyes and roll unsteadily to the ground.

Looking at the back of his mother, Chen Yuanming only felt sour. That face just now, under the dim light in the corridor, he suddenly noticed the deep lines on the corners of his mother's eyes and the silver hair on the fringes. In his last life, how long did he notice his mother's old age and start to stun her body; and how long later did she realize how deep her depression and unwillingness were hidden in her forbearing smile ... But now, her waist is quite straight So straight, with contented contentment in the words, is no longer the laid-off female worker who was crushed by life.

Taking a deep breath, Chen Yuanming clutched his pockets, which felt a little heavy, and walked towards the house.

The ten-square-foot burial room can walk back and forth within a few steps. However, standing here, Chen Yuanming has no discomfort. The former depressions and those aggrieved people seem to turn into distant memories. The 15-watt light bulb is still dimly shining. The newspapers on the wall, the curtains hanging on the windows, the uneven concrete floor, everything was reassuringly familiar, and his mother was standing in the middle of the room, busy moving the new year's goods into the mountains.

"Mom, let's do it." He walked up quickly, Chen Yuanming put his bag down, and wanted to take things from his mother's hands, who knew he was pushed hard and sat on the bed.

auzw.com "Do n’t mess with me! Sit tight, Mom, let me go down, get in the dumplings and get off the noodles. You have n’t eaten dinner yet, I ’ll make it for you soon All right!"

Talking about the non-stop she took out the pork belly, dried tofu and a big radish from her pocket, she rushed out of the door. At this time, at the peak of cooking at night, she must grab the faucet before the neighbors!

Looking at his mother's figure, Chen Yuanming laughed, squatted, and sorted the clutter into a class, and sat quietly on the bed of his little bed. The bed was clean and the quilt was soft. It seemed that I had just found someone to play with cotton this year, so I was fully prepared for the return of the host. His heart is like an arrow, why isn't his parents eager for it?

Just come back ...

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There are too many people buying noodles today, carrying a heavy face bag and carrying oil in his hand. Chen Jianhua strode up the stairs. His wife had been waiting crazy at home for two days, just to prepare. I don't know how many things I bought for the New Year's products, and when my son will return home ...

"Juanzi, I sold out a lot of powder, I bought a special one ..." Looking at the scene in the room, Chen Jianhua walked in the doorway, and saw that in his small room, all the dumplings were filled with New Year's goods, The little round table for dinner has been spread out in the house, and it has taken up a lot of space. At that table, there are his wife and his son who has been away from home for almost two years ...

In a word, he couldn't say anything. Chen Jianhua seemed to be dead. Wang Juan looked at her husband's return, and happily rushed over. "Special one is special, anyway, the money is not bad. Quickly put down the noodle bag, I'll make the noodles, and wait for you to come back to eat! "

After a few words of crackling, Chen Jianhua was awakened from the drowsiness, leaning the oil pot and the noodle bag by the door. He reached out and patted the flour on the two squares, sitting hard at the table.

"dad."

A bowl of noodles was pushed in front of Chen Jianhua, but the man didn't look at the rice bowl in front of him, his eyes widened and he looked straight at the boy in front of him. I'm really grown up, and I look more and more like his mother, and his face looks pretty good, but ... Suddenly a cough, Chen Jianhua finally spoke.

"How's your job? Didn't you say you drive a car, you don't have a sports car for the New Year ..."

"You are so real!" Wang Juan ran to the table quickly with another bowl of rice. "When my son just came back, why don't you wait for tomorrow ?! Doudou ignore him, eat first, eat it quickly!"

Chen Yuanming smiled, "Dad, I didn't say that I have stopped running long distances with my boss. Now I am focusing on doing business with people in Shanghai, speculating in stocks or something."

"Stock trading is not good. I heard that many people have lost money. That stuff is like lottery, not a serious way ..." Chen Jianhua didn't relax a little, he continued.

"It's not a fart!" Wang Juan slaps it over and hits her husband's arm. "You have the ability to make tens of thousands of dollars! Doudou has counted it in, and sent it home without looking at the money. What are you afraid of! Doudou ignore your dad and hurry to eat. "

Chen Yuanming smiled, didn't continue to explain, and buried his head to eat. In the past two years, he sent a total of more than 50,000 yuan to his home. He started to say that he paid for driving in Zhuhai, and later said that he was doing business with friends. Rao is the money that has left his family in a hurry. He Do not want to take out more than 100 million stock accounts, scared the second old man out of favor. Take your time, there is always a chance.

Watching his son dig into his head and eat a meal, Chen Jianhua's lips moved, but he still didn't say anything. In his son, he actually felt more than just pride and worry, but more complicated and difficult-to-tell emotions. Of course, he is glad that his son has worked out, but as the head of the family and the most important labor force in this family, the money he has earned in his lifetime is not as much as his son who has gone out to work for two years. This gap and unwillingness is beyond description. He couldn't get enough of it.

However, looking at his wife's sweaty but smiling face, and then looking at his son's tired but unconcerned face, Chen Jianhua said nothing, and ate a lot.

After eating a meal, the family started to pack the new year's goods again. Now the weather is the right temperature, and even if there is no refrigerator, things will not be damaged, but it should be cooked, it should be fried, and it looks like the New Year is 3 or 4 days later. It can't be left alone. So the three were busy until 11 o'clock, and then piled up a bunch of New Year's goods in the corner of the hut.

The room was too small. The taste of fried fish, croquettes and poached meat was mixed in one place. The aroma was fragrant and greasy. The wooden bed underneath was hard and short, and it could not stretch. However, in the smell of food in the house and the snoring sounds of high and low, Chen Yuanming pulled up the quilt and closed his eyes safely.

The author has something to say: Save ... It's too busy today, so let's transition the chapter first, and start to formally write the family line tomorrow> _ <

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