Siheyuan starts from a better life

Chapter 804, Wave of Return to the City

In the yard, he started looking for connections and finding ways to find a job. After Yi Zhonghai asked Liu Haizhong, he decided to retire, gave up his job to his son Yi Xiaolong, and applied for re-employment himself. , as a veteran eighth-level worker, people are in short supply in various factories, so it is quite easy to re-employ them.

When they first went to the countryside, Yi Xiaojuan and Yi Xiaolong were both old enough. According to the regulations, one member of their family had to go to the countryside. After discussion, they decided to let Yi Xiaolong go to the countryside. After all, it was not safe for girls to go to a strange place.

However, Yi Xiaolong did not offend Jiang Yan. It was a normal arrangement for him to go to the countryside. He was arranged to go to the northeast. Apart from being a little colder, it was much better than Shaanxi, and he lacked everything except being tired.

Half a month later, Yi Xiaolong rushed back from outside the customs. At this time, other people in the courtyard realized belatedly, and many people began to go through the procedures for internal withdrawal.

It was August, and people were returning home one after another in the yard, and it slowly became lively. Just like when I left, now everything is back except for the stick figures.

After the people came back, the courtyard became lively. Except for those who were assigned to northern Shaanxi, the others were in pretty good spirits. The compound became chaotic again.

Children can still live there when they are young, but now that children are older, many families basically don’t even have a place to stay. With no other option, many people secretly built houses, and the neighborhood committee turned a blind eye. I can't help but there is a shortage of houses everywhere now.

Liu Guangfu came back two days after Liu Guangtian's wife Homanman came back. After coming back, he was quite honest. He didn't expect that his second brother got married. He also had a deep understanding of what he had done before, and he didn't care about his parents. I was quite satisfied with getting him back and arranging a job for him, not to mention a place to live for him.

The three children of the Yan family are back, and the family is very stable. This has been cultivated since childhood, and the family is absolutely fair. Lao Yan spent a lot of money to find jobs for his three children. Of course, it has been recorded in the ledger and will be paid back slowly in the future.

It is still winter, the weather is cloudy and cold, and the streets on both sides are spontaneously filled with people. At a glance, there are people on both sides of the street, old people, women, young people, young people, and children. Everyone sticks to the roadside in an orderly manner.

The history book is very big, it can contain the past and present, and it can contain the five thousand years of flower cultivation. The history book is also very small, and it cannot write down the magnificent life of my husband, nor the years that he fought for it.

In the Jia family, Banggeng hasn't come back yet. There is no fool to rely on in this life, and there is no one to help them fish for Banggeng. The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law have a sad face, and Liu Zhaodi even has the idea of ​​​​giving up his job to Banggeng.

Jiang Yan still regrets a little. He really should tell his husband about his future life, which is a prosperous, powerful and democratic world that they have worked hard for all their lives.

The whole family had their arms wrapped in black gauze and white flowers on their chests. The children wore red scarves and were waiting in the crowd.

Jiang Yan has met his husband more than once, and he admires him very much. To this day, Jiang Yan can still remember what his husband told him, and sometimes he even feels that his husband has never left.

By the end of the year, many educated youths had returned from Sijiu City. Most of the people in the courtyard were in northern Shaanxi, and information and transportation were inconvenient, so they could not come back.

When he was in school, he had learned how to send off the teacher along the ten-mile long street, but now that the scene actually appeared in front of him, he was touched by it in a new way.

January 1976
Jiang Yan and his whole family stood on Chang'an Street from 5 o'clock in the morning, together with others, to see off their beloved husband.

Everyone is looking for a job through connections, and Sijiucheng has developed well in recent years. Especially during the honeymoon period of Rabbit and Eagle Sauce, some food factories came into being. There are now a lot of people on the streets, and the market is slowly growing. After the restoration of prosperity, most of the educated youths who came back to the yard early have found jobs. It is estimated that it will be difficult to find street sweeping jobs next year.

Finally, after a few hours, the car drove over, accompanied by sad music, and the car passed slowly. Everyone on the street had tears in their eyes, watching, crying, and calling Mr.'s name.

At this time, Jiang Yan said in his heart: "Sir, walk a little slower and a little slower. The great revival of the flower grower will eventually succeed, and this prosperous age will be as you wish."

When the car carrying the husband disappeared at the end of the road, no one left, seeming to be waiting for the husband to come back. After a long time, the crowd gradually dispersed. Jiang Yan took his whole family and dispersed with the crowd. Today, the whole country is in mourning. There is less hustle and bustle in the entire Forty-Nine Cities. Everyone is remembering Mr.

In the afternoon, Jiang Yan took Jiang Zihan to work, but instead of going to the research institute, they went directly to the Red Star Farm.

When Jiang Yan and the others arrived at the farm, the old men were already waiting for them.

"Did you go? Did you go for us?"

"I went, and there were many people who sent it with me."

"That's good. We can't go out now and can't see off Mr., so you might as well go for us. You don't know what a wise and kind man Mr. Sir is. If Mr. Sir sees you, he will be very pleased. I will sigh that there are so many talented Chinese young people out there!”

Another old man chatted
"Zihan, if you were lucky enough to have been born a few years earlier, you might have had the opportunity to have dinner with that man and listen to his teachings. Let me tell you, his ability to drink is very good and his wine quality is even better!"

A group of old men poured out their emotions, remembering the time when they struggled for their careers and the teachings of their former teachers. His departure touched the hearts of the people. People from all over the country came one after another to lay flowers in the square, mostly young people.

Around Qingming Festival, there are more and more young people and students on the street. They gather every day, and there are huge crowds of people.

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Time is passing slowly, and everyone is gradually recovering from the death of our husband. The days will continue.

On this day, a skinny man came to the yard, with messy curly hair that could be blown over by a gust of wind. His cheeks had the signature red color of northern Shaanxi, and he walked straight towards Jia's house.

Jia Zhang, who was sitting at the door of her home collecting her shoe soles, saw the man walking towards her home, and then she became excited and hurriedly greeted him.

"Banggen?" Mrs. Jia Zhang said loudly, holding her grandson whom she hadn't seen for a long time.

"Grandma." Banggeng put down the things in his hands and said.

"My dear grandson, you have suffered so much, you look so thin." Jia Zhang cried and hugged her eldest grandson, and found that he was even thinner than when he left.

"Banggan, come on, come home quickly. You are hungry. Sit down first. Grandma will cut some meat and make something delicious for you."

After Bangge arrived in northern Shaanxi, he discovered that this place was different from the previous visit to his grandma and grandpa's house. It was really hard. In addition to not enough food, there was also a severe lack of water. He worked hard every year and still didn't have enough to eat. If his family hadn't often sent him food stamps and money, they would have probably disappeared a long time ago. There was no Shazhu to contribute to his family in this life, so Liu Zhaodi could only exchange them for national food stamps in the factory. Fortunately, Liu Zhaodi is now an eighth-level chef and is very popular. It's relatively good and can be replaced a lot.

But this northern Shaanxi is not like other places. There is always a shortage of food here. It is difficult to buy food even if you have money and tickets. What's more, you have to travel dozens or even more than a hundred kilometers for a little food. Being able to buy it all depends on luck.

(End of this chapter)