Fengcheng old events

Chapter 21
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Yang Qingyuan came back after cutting two bunches of purple grapes, washed them with a ladle of water, handed each of Liu Zhaofeng and Liu Jinrong a bunch, and said, "Most of them are not purple yet, so they can't be eaten. If they are not ripe, they will be sour." tooth."

Liu Jinrong held a bunch of grapes that were a bit big for her in both hands, and carefully moved them to his mouth to bite one. After a few seconds, he couldn't help biting the skin, and his body shook violently. The little faces were drawn together.

Yang Qingyuan laughed and said, "Choose the dark ones, and the purple ones are sweet."

Liu Zhaofeng held the grapes in one hand, splashed the small bowl he just drank from, picked the purple grapes and put them in the bowl, then handed the bowl to Liu Jinrong: "Here, this one wants dessert. Give that to me, and I'll pick it for you."

Liu Jinrong thought about it, and looked a little bit reluctant, but he still made an exchange with his brother.

Zhang Jingyi said: "If you are sour, eat a few less. After a while, your teeth will become sore and you will not be able to eat."

Liu Jinrong took one from the bowl, carefully put it in his mouth, swished it a few times, narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "Brother, this one is sweet, only a little bit sour. A little bit."

As soon as the outside gate opened, Hu Datou came in with his bicycle, closed the courtyard door, propped the bicycle against the wall, and walked in with a black leather bag: "What do you eat? Grapes? The one in the courtyard? It's sour and not tasty. .Don’t eat it, I’ll buy it someday if I want to eat fruit.”

Liu Jinrong held up a small bowl and said, "Uncle, uncle, the purple one is sweet, only a little sour."

Hu Datou put the pocket in his hand on the corner of the kang, turned around and took a kang table and put it on the kang, then went to the outer room and brought in two plates and a large bowl, took out the lunch box and the large enamel jar in the pocket, Put the rice, vegetables, and steamed buns into plates and bowls, and say: "Today, steamed buns are steamed in the cafeteria. I took a few, but there is no soup."

The dishes are very simple, stir-fried meat with green peppers, smooth tofu, scrambled eggs with red peppers, Hu Datou went to the outhouse to bring in a bowl of pickles and chopsticks, and said: "I am the only one in the house, everything is messed up, everything is not neatly arranged, Let’s deal with it first, come, eat. Girl, don’t eat grapes, I’ll get you apples tomorrow. Come and eat.”

Everyone gathered around to eat.The two children hadn't seen meat for some days, and their faces were full of oil. Liu Zhaofeng was sensible and could control himself, and Liu Jinrong's eyes would fall into the fried pork with green peppers.

After a meal, Liu Niang and the three rested in the house, while Hu Datou and Yang Qingyuan went to the street to do business.

The streets of this time are not the same as the streets of later generations.

The neighbors who work on the street are all aunts and elder sisters.Hu Datou talked about the situation, and said that he wanted to find a daughter-in-law, who belonged to Zhuang Heqingdui, and needed to apply for a household registration.A group of aunts and elder sisters had fun for a long time and issued a certificate.

Then take the household registration books of both parties and the street certificate to the police station to write an application.

They are all acquaintances, and after the application was completed, the section chief said: "Big head, you'd better go to the city bureau to entrust someone. There are quite a lot of applications for household registration changes, and even those who transfer from the country can't handle it. Your private application I'm afraid I have to wait. If you have acquaintances, you should go and find them. If it doesn't work, ask your factory workers to help you."

Hu Datou thanked the section chief for the big production, and he and Yang Qingyuan left the police station.

Hu Datou said: "I will go to the factory union again, and you will have to watch over the city bureau. I will take good care of these three girls and wait for your letter."

Yang Qingyuan said: "Okay, I'll run. You can also ask the trade union to help implement it."

……

In a flash, three days passed, September 28th.

Yang Qingyuan rode his bicycle to the Municipal Bureau again and found the Household Registration Division.

"Comrade, let me ask about my sister's household registration. These two people are waiting to go through the formalities to get married, and both sides are arguing. My sister brings her children here and even has a problem eating. They are both revolutionary comrades. Do me a favor." Let's go." Yang Qingyuan handed over the big production to the section chief.

The section chief lit a cigarette, took a look at the materials in Yang Qingyuan's hand, and said, "You need the signature of the director, and I can't help you even if I want to."

Yang Qingyuan said: "Look, the procedures for those in the other party's factory, street, police station, and sub-bureau have all been completed, and all of them are here. We just need to poke them. Comrade, really, can you help me?" , I have been here several times, and now Da Yuejin has heavy production tasks, so it is rare for me to ask for leave."

The section chief flipped through the materials, frowned and thought for a while, and said, "You, it's useless to find me. How to do it? You need the director's signature to change your household registration and change your name. This is a rule. I have already signed your application. It’s handed in, there’s no other way but to wait.”

Yang Qingyuan asked: "How long will I have to wait?"

The section chief shook his head and said: "Then I don't know, and I don't care about you. It may be a few days, or it may be impossible to sign forever. If you have any relationship with acquaintances, it is more useful to find them than me. Now the national household registration policy immediately Make a big move, everyone is busy with this matter."

Yang Qingyuan asked: "How do you move?"

The section chief shook his head silently.

Yang Qingyuan thought for a while and said, "My sister is a member of the military. Should the military members have policies?"

The section chief raised his head and glanced at Yang Qingyuan: "What military family? Where do you serve? What soldier?"

Yang Qingyuan thought for a while and said: "I seem to have stayed in Benxi, joined the army in 48, came out of the Agricultural and Industrial Union, fought in wars and made great achievements, went to North Korea for 50 years, and is still there now. According to my sister, she is now a cadre Yes, at least working."

The section chief asked, "Do you know what you are doing specifically? What is it called?" At that time, the troop number was kept secret, so I didn't know it even if I asked.

Yang Qingyuan said: "I knew it was an auto soldier named Liu Zhaorui from Zhuanghe."

The section chief thought for a while, stood up, and said, "Wait for me for a while."

Yang Qingyuan sat on the stool and lit a cigarette, feeling a little impatient, but there was nothing he could do.

The section chief went all the way up to the third floor, came to the director's office, knocked on the door and shouted a report.

"Come in."

The section chief opened the door and went in. The bureau chief was judging the documents while wearing glasses, and asked, "What's the matter?"

The section chief said: "Director, there is a person who has come to apply for a registered residence change. He has come several times, and I have also handed over the application to you. Let me ask. He is waiting in my office."

The director glanced at the section chief from behind the flower mirror: "Did you find it on your head? What's the relationship?"

The section chief shook his head: "No, I don't know each other, and I didn't look for me, and neither did I. I can't trouble you for any reason, right? We've been working on household registration policies for a while, so how can we be so busy? .”

The director asked: "Then what's going on with you?"

The section chief said: "It's a military family member. The registered permanent residence is changed. My son was in the army. He fought Benxi and Fengtian. He went to North Korea for 50 years and is still there now. Don't we have a policy for military family members who have made meritorious service? I'm here to ask."

(End of this chapter)