Lianliankan

Chapter 56 The Problem of Going to the Countryside

Now that we are talking about Jichun, we have to mention the Tongle District under its jurisdiction.Not because of the wealth of Tongle District, but because of the poverty of Tongle District and its rather legendary origin.

During the First World War, the October Revolution broke out in Tsarist Russia and established the world's first proletarian regime.

After that, the revolutionary wave spread like a raging fire, and the Russian people living in the Far East were naturally affected.

Among these people, the capitalists, big landlords and other elites went into exile, while small landlords, workshop owners, and rich peasants and middle peasants who did not trust the revolutionary government had no way to go abroad, and they were unwilling to stay in the country. ,then what should we do?

So, they turned their attention to Huaxia, their southern neighbor who was falling apart at that time.

With the continuous migration of these Tsarist Russian immigrants, many Russian gathering places appeared in various parts of the Northeast, and the expatriate area outside Jichun City was the earliest prototype of the Tongle District.

Later, due to famines and wars, a large number of refugees came from Shandong, Hebei, Henan, and Shanxi. They could not have a place to settle down in the city, so they also focused on the suburban expatriate area.

Because they are all poor and penniless people, of course they have no money to build a better house, and some people still hope that one day they can return to their original place, so everyone used local materials, dug earth and knocked out the blanks, and built a house. Temporary houses with mud walls and thatched roofs.

In just a few years, primitive villages and streets have gradually formed here, adjacent to the expatriate area across the railway.

Later, this land experienced the invasion of little devils, the Soviet army sent troops to the northeast, and the anti-union forces took over. It was not until the establishment of New China that it became a formal administrative area, the Tongle area.

And those narrow adobe roads in those days finally ushered in their own names, and they were all very sunny and traditional names, such as Guangren Street, Guangyi Street, Guangli Street, etc. origin.

As a digression, it is impossible to know who took the names of those streets, and if you look carefully, these so-called streets starting with bare characters are better than country dirt trails, but they contain light words. Residents yearn for a better tomorrow.

Closer to home, let’s say that after the establishment of the new government, people with optical prints will have house numbers from then on, and log poles will be erected at both ends of every small street, with light bulbs hanging on them at a height of three meters.

There is also a public toilet on every street, some on the street and some at the end of the street. This is of course a good thing for everyone, but it is not very friendly to the families who live next to the public toilet.

In order to prevent the introduction of odors, these people have to close their doors and windows all year round. Only in the winter when the dripping water freezes can they breathe a little bit.

It was like the Spring Festival was approaching at this time, and the temperature outside was not even below minus [-] degrees, but the Zhou family on the street of Guangyi Street opened the door uncharacteristically.

In the inner room, the five members of the Zhou family sat around the stove, everyone was frowning.Because just a moment ago, they received a notice from the street office that only one child could be left in the family, and the remaining two had to go to the countryside.

Eldest brother Zhou Bingyi already has a place to go, and is going to report to the Construction Corps alone, so the matter of going to the countryside can only fall on the second sister Zhou Rong and third brother Zhou Bingkun.

Although the old saying goes that the emperor loves the eldest son and the people love the youngest son, the Zhou family's situation is just the opposite.

Because the eldest brother Zhou Bingyi and the second younger sister Zhou Rong have both good character and learning since they were young, and Zhou Rong is the only girl in the family, this caused their parents to prefer them more.

Therefore, when faced with the choice of who will go and who will stay, his father Zhou Zhigang chose his youngest son Zhou Bingkun to go to the countryside without hesitation.

Seeing his mother Li Suhua's reluctance, Zhou Bingyi suggested: "Mom, if you don't trust Bingkun, let him go with me to the Corps. There will still be wages there."

But Li Suhua shook his head and said: "The Bingtuan is too far away and it's too hard. You are enough. Let Bingkun go to a village near our Jichun, so that you can go home and visit from time to time."

When Zhou Bingyi heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he said with a smile: "Mom just wants someone to take care of Bingkun, I have a solution."

As soon as this remark came out, it immediately attracted everyone's attention, and Li Suhua said impatiently: "What can you do, tell me!"

Zhou Bingyi said calmly, "When Aunt Qiao came to make the announcement just now, I chatted with her a few words. I heard from her that Xiaoye is going to jump the queue too, and it's in Wujiatun Commune not far from Jichun. What do you say?" Isn't it a coincidence!"

However, unexpectedly, when Zhou Bingyi mentioned Xiaoye, Zhou Zhigang and his wife fell silent, and Zhou Rong even bluntly objected: "No, Kun'er is such an honest person, we can't let him spoil it!"

But Zhou Bingyi said: "Zhou Rong, I think Xiao Yeren is good, cheerful and warm-hearted. Aren't you still in the same class before? How can you say that about him?"

"It is precisely because he and I are in the same class that I know him better than you. Since Uncle Zhao passed away, he has been fishing for three days and posting nets for two days at school. Mixing together, fighting is commonplace, and he still..."

Speaking of this, Zhou Rong suddenly realized something was wrong, and quickly changed her words: "Anyway, he is not good enough, if you don't believe me, you can ask Cai Xiaoguang."

Just when the two brothers and sisters were arguing, Zhou Zhigang rolled a cigarette with his saliva, took two puffs, and said: "I think what Bingyi said is feasible. Our family and the Zhao family are the front and back rooms. When Zhao was alive, with me... how do you say that word, what does it look like?"

"It's irreversible." Zhou Bingyi reminded.

"Yes, yes, that is, we are inseparable. The two of us grew up together, and our relationship is as close as brothers."

Having said that, he took another puff of cigarette and sighed sadly: "Unfortunately, your Uncle Zhao's life is not good. When the Northeast was just liberated, he was fascinated by a hairy woman, and even married her despite his family's objections." .

When our two countries turned against each other and Maozi withdrew the experts, he asked all the overseas Chinese not to stay, and his mother Ono had no choice but to follow him back to the country.

Alas, after this blow, your Uncle Zhao died of illness within two years, and that kid Xiao Ye has become like this since then. I want to care about it many times, but he always avoids me . "

After listening to Zhou Zhigang's narration, the three children realized that there was such an inside story. As a woman, Zhou Rong was originally a sentimental age, and after learning about what happened to that guy, she felt a little bit of sympathy for a while. .

But when Zhou Bingkun was listening to the story, his focus was a little different, he asked curiously: "No, Dad, I admit Brother Xiaoye is pretty, but why doesn't he look like Chuaner at all? "

Zhou Bingyi answered with a smile: "Looks vary from person to person, and you don't necessarily have to look like anyone."

Zhou Bingkun seemed to understand what he heard, but in order not to let his family look down on him, he still tried his best to pretend to be an adult, nodded and said: "Thanks to Dad for talking about it today, otherwise I would still be kept in the dark, thinking that Aunt Zhao already died of illness."

Zhou Zhigang patted his old son's head, and said angrily: "That's all to avoid bad influence, so I deliberately found an excuse. Otherwise, the Zhao family would have only a single seedling like Xiao Ye, and there would be no need to go to the countryside at all."

After finishing speaking, he picked up the hat on the kang head and walked outside. Li Suhua hurriedly asked: "His father, where are you going in this cold day?"

Zhou Zhigang raised his hand and replied without turning his head: "It's not the New Year's Eve, that little brat must be at home. I'll go find him and ask him to come over for dinner."

　Originally, I wanted to arrange a Chinese-Japanese mixed race for the protagonist, because according to the information I found, in the early days of liberation, there were many young girls who were stranded in the Northeast. In order to hide their identities, almost all of them married locals.

　　But after thinking about it, I was afraid that everyone would not be able to accept it, so I changed to the neighbors in the north. Anyway, this kind of thing was quite common during the time when China and the Soviet Union were fighting against each other.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)