good old days

In the summer of 1981, Jiang Xinyu graduated.

She was assigned to the Ministry of Foreign Trade and Economic Cooperation. The unit's address was quite far from Huaqing, and it took nearly forty minutes to drive.

On the day she went to report, she did not expect that her direct boss and master would be Comrade Fu Qiaofa, whom she had met once on the train.

Fu Qiaofa thought she looked familiar at first sight. After thinking about it for a while, he remembered the fate on the train last year.

After reminiscing about old times, Jiang Xinyu said with a smile: "You will have to take care of me more in the future."

Fu Qiaofa took out a pen from the desk drawer and said, "I have been using it for many years. You will be my apprentice from now on. I will give it to you as a meeting gift."

Although the master-disciple relationship in this era is not as good as the parent-child relationship, people of this generation attach great importance to it.

There were slight scratches on the pen, but Jiang Xinyu accepted it without disdain and said with a smile: "Thank you very much, teacher."

Fu Qiaofa nodded, "I'll give you a day off today. Put all your luggage in the dormitory. Everything that needs to be placed has been put in place."

He looked up at the calendar and said, "Follow me to the United States in six days. Tomorrow you will come to see the documents and get familiar with the situation. The agency will handle the procedures for you. You go and get a certificate now."

Jiang Xinyu responded and went out.

Another leader in the same office said: "Are you going to bring someone new this time?"

Fu Qiaofa asked, "What's wrong?"

"She has no experience. She always needs to familiarize herself with the situation in the unit before she can arrange important work."

Fu Qiaofa shook his head and said: "Are you familiar with the situation? Serving tea and reading information? Memorizing regulations? That kind of thing is not something that college students can do. If you don't have work experience, you can start to accumulate it through the practice of real swords and guns."

Anyway, those who go abroad and make the decisions are not newcomers. As long as the newcomers can't poke holes in things, they can't do any harm. Listen more, watch more, and learn more. You can always grow up.

College students have to practice this way, otherwise they will be a waste of resources.

The other person shook his head, he did not agree with Fu Qiaofa's approach.

It is always inappropriate to take someone out to do business when they are new to the unit and are not familiar with anything! Their department is not an ivory tower like a school, and it is easier for newcomers to have problems when they first get started.

The unit's dormitory building is in the third building behind the unit building. The dormitory she was assigned to is on the sixth floor. It is a two-person room, and one of the bunks is already occupied.

I was sweating all over from climbing the stairs in the summer, and I couldn't help but feel disappointed when I opened the dormitory door.

She knew this was the case. Zhou Qi had worked for many years before he was assigned a room and a living room in his workplace. If he hadn't bought a courtyard house with the help of his family, he would have had no choice but to take his wife and children back to his grandma's house. Or my parents’ house is crowded.

Jiang Xinyu, who had just started working, could only be assigned to a small dormitory for two people. The two-person dormitory was pretty good.

There is no way, the domestic housing situation is still tight.

After cleaning the house, I laid out the bedding and other daily necessities that I had brought. I drove back home, packed up a bunch of daily necessities, and returned to the work dormitory to tidy up.

I moved my things to the sixth floor and ran up and down three times. After packing, I felt like I had been fished out of the water.

When I got home, Chen Yi, mother-in-law and children were already back.

Chen Yi found that something was missing from home. Knowing that she was going to report to her work unit today, she frowned and said, "Did you move things to your residence? Why didn't you wait for me to come with you?"

Wang Sumei also said: "You must be tired carrying things back and forth by yourself, why don't you wait for me to come back?"

Jiang Xinyu felt that they were making a fuss out of a molehill, "I can clean up my affairs neatly. I will officially go to work tomorrow. I'll finish it early and come back early to rest."

At night, Chen Yi had something to say to Jiang Xinyu, and after Jiang Yan fell asleep, he took the child to his small room.

Jiang Xinyu lay there quietly. He got on the bed and pressed against her back. He held her waist and asked softly: "Why don't you wait for me to come with you today?"

Jiang Xinyu stated the facts and said, "I'll clean it up when you come back. Maybe I won't go home until now."

Chen Yi felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.

In the past few months since she came back, her behavior has told him that she can live well without him.

She doesn't rely on or need him that much.

This realization made him feel uncomfortable.

If he had not gone abroad, would the two of them have been closer?
He bit the back of her neck and sucked gently.

She was tickled and hid inside with a smile.

Hearing her laughter, for some reason, he felt strangely relieved.

He chased her and pushed her against the wall, saying, "Buy a suite near your unit, and we'll live there from now on."

Jiang Xinyu nodded, "If you find something suitable, buy it, but it may be inconvenient for you to go to the work." He leaned against the side of her neck and said, "It's the biggest inconvenience for you to run back and forth."

"I want you to rely on me instead of doing everything by yourself like today."

Jiang Xinyu nodded on the side of his neck, "I understand."

Chen Yi sighed inwardly, knowing that it was his past shortcomings that caused her to exclude him from everything she did, and secretly thought that he must treat her better in the future.

He felt that he owed Jiang Xinyu, but he did not expect that Jiang Xinyu went abroad three times a year after joining the company. The shortest time was two weeks, and the longest time was 28 days.

Chen Yi finally knew what it was like to wait at home for someone to come back.

In the summer of 1983, Jiang Xinyu came out of the airport wearing sunglasses and pulling her suitcase. Seeing a family of three waiting outside, she quickened her pace and walked closer, stood on tiptoes and kissed him on the cheek.

Jiang Yan stamped his feet beside her legs anxiously, "Mom, mom, and me."

Jiang Xinyu couldn't hold him even without wearing high heels, so she knelt down and pinched his cheek.

Fu Qiaofa and the people from the army came out slowly with their suitcases. When they got closer, they said, "The report will be due in ten days. You can go back and rest for a few days."

"Xiao Jiang is lucky. Xiao Chen comes to pick her up every time she comes back. The relationship between you and your husband is as good as ever."

Chen Yi smiled noncommittally and said, "I'll give you a ride?"

Fu Qiaofa shook his head: "No need, I won't disturb your family reunion. The company's car is outside."

After some greetings, the family of four got into the car. Jiang Xinyu sat in the back seat and put her head on her mother-in-law's shoulder. She closed her eyes and said, "Why is mom here this time?"

Wang Sumei: "Don't I miss you?"

Jiang Xinyu smiled and said, "I miss you too."

Jiang Yan: "And me, mom, I miss you too."

Chen Yi looked at her through the rearview mirror and said naturally with shame in his heart: "I miss you too."

Jiang Xinyu said angrily: "Drive well and look ahead."

He looked away with a smile on his face.

Along the way, there are already family planning slogans on the streets of the capital.

Wang Sumei sighed, "I didn't feel anything in my heart before, but now that it's clear that I'm not allowed to have a baby, I feel that it's a little short of having only Jiang Yan in the family."

Jiang Yan sat next to Jiang Xinyu, "Mom, why don't I have a sister?"

The second aunt's family has two sisters, Xiao Hui, and the eldest aunt's family has two brothers. In addition to Uncle Xiaochuan, there is also an aunt who is younger than him. He is the only child in his family, and most of his classmates also have different families. Few brothers and sisters.

Jiang Xinyu flicked his head and said, "Mom loves you the most, and she only wants a child from you."

Jiang Yan was five years old, and her cheeks turned red with embarrassment when her mother said this.

"But I still want a sister."

Jiang Xinyu said: "If I have a younger sister, my parents' work will be affected."

Jiang Yan opened his eyes wide and covered his mouth, "Forget it then."

After returning home, Chen Yi asked after dinner: "How many days off do you have?"

This business trip was very tiring, and the master did not force her to report back to the unit, so she said: "Allow two days to write the report, and there will be about eight days of vacation."

He stroked her hand and said, "You have two days of rest and we will go back to the village. The houses in the village have been built. Let's go back and take a look..."

Jiang Xinyu was shocked, "Why didn't I know when it was built?"

"Just because you were on a business trip, I took my mother back and asked someone to build it and keep an eye on it. It cost about fifteen thousand yuan to build a country villa."

Wang Sumei said naggingly: "I used to want to build a house in the village, but now I have taken root here. I think it would be a waste to build another house. He won't listen to me even if I say I don't want to build it. We have already built it, so let's go back and take a look together." ”

Jiang Xinyu fully agreed with Chen Yi's approach. The house in the countryside should have been built a long time ago. Chen Yi built the house well, which can be regarded as an explanation to the original Chen Yi.

She patted her mother-in-law's hand and said, "When you get tired of staying in the city, you can go back and live for a while."

The older generation seems to have the mentality of returning to their roots. The house was what they had promised, and Jiang Xinyu didn't care how much it cost.

Wang Sumei's face was as relaxed as her heart. She looked at her son driving in front, her daughter-in-law and her grandson sitting next to her. She thought of the cowsheds and pig pens in the village, the wild flowers and weeds on the roadside, and the overgrown reeds beside the river channels. In her heart, Peaceful...

(End of this chapter)