Fengcheng old events

Chapter 18 Missed
Yang Qingyuan said: "Sister, that's the old Huangli. Anton Province and Fengtian Province and Liaoxi Rehe have long since disappeared. Now it is Liaodong Province."

Zhang Jingyi opened his mouth, wanted to say something but didn't say it, and lowered his head in disappointment.That enthusiastic officer He, if he was here, would definitely help her, she firmly believed.But where is he?
Zhang Jingyi wanted to tell his younger brother and Yang Qingyuan to go to the municipal party committee or the provincial party committee, and their family had a small card issued by Anton Province, but he didn't say it.She didn't know what to say, what to say.She remembered that Liu Huaqi had told her that his work was secret.

She also didn't know that the passionate Comrade He Zishan is now planning the Three Gorges water conservancy along the Yangtze River thousands of miles away, and he has never been to the Northeast in his life.

Confused, hesitant, and lost all the way, the three and two children got on the bus in front of the station and arrived at Yang Qingyuan's home.

Red brick Tongzi building, three floors, Yang Qingyuan's house is on the first floor, the house is not too big, two bedrooms and a small kitchen, the bathroom is public in the corridor outside.

Yang Qingyuan's daughter-in-law had already left with the children, and there were still hot dumplings and sweet potatoes in the pot. Yang Qingyuan handed them to the two children and said, "Stay here first. I will contact Lao Hu tomorrow, and I will be with him." It’s not a factory, he can be at the unit tomorrow morning, and I’ll call then.”

Zhang Jingyi took the pastry, broke it apart, and gave half to each of the two children.Seeing the two children gobbling up the pastry, Zhang Jingyi thought, in fact, it doesn't seem that bad. It would be nice to have a place to live and the two children to have enough to eat.

Yang Qingyuan still had candies, hard transparent fruit candies, wrapped in soft paper, and packed in an iron box. He took out a few pieces and gave them to Liu Jinrong. The little girl wanted to refuse but couldn't say anything. She looked at the candies Stuffed into his pocket, he could only suck his saliva and look at his mother.

Zhang Jingyi actually didn't know how to be polite. Most of her words and deeds were imitating her husband. Once she showed a blank, she would also be blank about things that she had never seen from him. She entered a state of ignorance and didn't know how to react.

In fact, from a certain point of view, Liu Huaqizhi is more like a doting father to Zhang Jingyi who protects her very well.

Seeing that her mother didn't respond, Liu Jinrong was relieved, this is something to eat.Touching his pocket and showing a happy smile, Zhang Jingyi saw his daughter smile, and smiled too.

On the other side, Zhang Jingli was talking to Yang Qingyuan.The voice is a little low.

Zhang Jingli said: "Qingyuan, you can tell that my sister is just a young child who has never experienced anything. Although there have been many things in these years, my brother-in-law is a big shot, no matter what happens, nothing will fall on my sister.

Now that my brother-in-law is gone, the world has changed, and I don't have the ability to support them, so I entrust you to find a way, be sure to be safe, don't push my sister into the fire pit, even if I find you, it will be too late. "

Yang Qingyuan said: "Anyway, that's also my sister. She doesn't remember me, can I forget her? Don't worry, I asked someone to inquire carefully. Lao Hu is a senior worker in the No. 40 Iron Factory. He earns more than [-] yuan a month. Wife My son died of tuberculosis a few years ago, and I have no son or daughter alone.

The comrades in the unit said that he was quite forthright and a man, so I don't think he should be too bad.Having said that, there is still me, and I can't watch my sister suffer.Let's meet and discuss first, and see how my sister reacts, okay? "

Zhang Jingli hesitated for a while, but still nodded, and said, "I have to go back tomorrow. If the leave is used up, then my sister will ask you. If not, please help me send him back. I will pay for it."

Yang Qingyuan patted Zhang Jingli and said, "You only earn a few yuan a month. I'm a worker anyway. Although I don't earn as much as Hu Datou's 40 yuan, I still have 27 yuan. You don't have to worry about the money."

Zhang Jingli was a little envious, clicked his lips a few times, and smiled: "It's really rich to be a worker, you are really lucky."

Yang Qingyuan said: "It's all the same now, they all contribute to the country, and work is regardless of high or low."

Zhang Jingli smiled, and turned to look at his sister and children. He didn't want to continue this topic. He didn't understand why the family fortune accumulated by generations of his family was blown away by the strong wind. sin.

"By the way, my sister is a member of the military, and the boss of the family is in the army. Is there any policy?" Zhang Jingli turned his head and asked Yang Qingyuan.

Yang Qingyuan took out a pack of crumpled cigarette cases from his pocket, carefully pulled out one to his mouth, and said, "I'll ask someone, who knows about the policy. Do you smoke?"

Zhang Jingli looked at the big production in Yang Qingyuan's hand and shook his head, then glanced at his sister who tied her daughter's hair, and sighed.

Zhang Jingli and Yang Qingyuan would never know, if one of them went to the government to ask, maybe, the fate of Zhang Jingyi's three mothers would be changed from then on.

Two people, one has experienced the changes in the past few years and has a deep fear of the government, and the other is a grassroots worker who was lucky enough to come out of the countryside. What can they know?The fate of Zhang Jingyi and the child is in the hands of these two people.

"Mom, is the place we came to just now called the train station? What is the train station?" Liu Jinrong asked while leaning on his mother while waiting for her hair to be tied up.

Zhang Jingyi said, "Benxi Railway Station."

Liu Jinrong said: "I saw the red flag. There are so many and so many characters. I know three characters, Mao, Wu, Wan, and Wan. There are two characters. Mom, there are two characters for Wan. The characters are not as beautiful as my father's .”

Liu Zhaofeng said: "Come to Jinrong, don't pester mom, I'll teach you how to write."

Liu Jinrong counted his fingers: "I can read the character for fire, followed by the character for car, railway station, the word for car is wrong, brother, the word for car is wrong, right? Benxi Railway Station, there are five characters. Mom, just now There are six characters for that station, what is the remaining one?"

Liu Zhaofeng pulled aside the chattering Liu Jinrong, let her sit on the small bench, stuffed the candy into her pocket, and said, "Mom said that's the Benxi train station, not the Benxi train station. That's called Meng's." Fort Railway Station, so it is six words."

He knew that his mother was illiterate, and he was afraid that his sister would be embarrassed in front of outsiders by asking her about it.

Liu Jinrong blinked his eyes wide: "Why is Benxi Railway Station called Mengjiapu Railway Station? Is Benxi also called Mengjiabao?"

Liu Zhaofeng scratched his head, he didn't know why.Yang Qingyuan smiled and said, "There are several train stations in Benxi. This one is called Mengjiabao, the next one is called Benxi Lake, the one in front is called Fujin, and the one before that is called Sunjiabao. It's not a railway station."

Liu Jinrong thought for a while, then nodded: "Uncle, you are so powerful, you know everything. Why is there only one train station in Qingdui?"

Yang Qingyuan said: "Benxi is big, but Qingduizi is small. One Benxi is as big as several Qingduizi."

Liu Jinrong nodded half-understood, swallowed and asked, "Benxi, is there any kite in Benxi?"

(End of this chapter)