Take Arada back to the past

Chapter 109, You still have to pull the tiger's skin!

"Don't worry, how could it be too late!"

Wang Qiuju nodded: "Okay, let's go to bed."

Then the two went back to their rooms to sleep.

Wang Qiuju couldn't sleep for a while, thinking about leaving by herself, what should I do if my man is pulling the coal mine, and the children in the family are not watching?
How do you calculate your work points?
Will someone gossip behind their backs?

As the work matter settled down, she tossed and turned for a while.

At this time, Yang Xiaole, the instigator, fed the animals in the space and fell asleep on the bed.

……

Hello People's Commune!
Hello People's Commune!
……

The sound of loud singing on the radio woke up Yang Xiaole.

At this time, Wang Qiuju had already woken up and was about to eat.

"Mom, when will this speaker be finished?"

"Oh, I fixed it the day before yesterday. We listen to the radio every day! The brigade reads newspapers to us every day."

In the main room, Wang Qiuju had already tidied up, and she shouted to him, "It's better to eat, and it's gone after time."

"I ate at school, will the production team give me back?"

After the school took care of the meals, the production team no longer took care of the meals.

"A meal is nothing!" Wang Qiuju said indifferently.

Yang Xiaole nodded and could only get up.

She secretly brushed her teeth and went to the cafeteria with her rice bowl, where everyone in the village was eating.

Polenta porridge.

There is nothing else to eat.

Most of the food has been consumed for half a month, and it is just waiting for everyone to eat better after the autumn harvest in two days.

At this time, a group of people gathered around Wang Qiuju and asked about Xiaogang's situation.

Wang Qiuju also said roughly.

Yang Mancang had already finished his meal, so he came over to Wang Qiuju and asked, "Third brother, did you go and tell the boss about Xiaohu?"

Wang Qiuju drank porridge and nodded: "Father, I told him."

"Then what did he say?"

"Oh, brother didn't say anything. He said that he would bring his wife over to see you tomorrow and Sunday. He said he would tell you when the time comes."

When Yang Mancang heard that he brought his wife back, he was overjoyed for a while: "Ah, I brought my wife back tomorrow! Are they having a banquet?"

"No way, we only found out when we went."

Hearing this, Yang Mancang nodded slightly, and didn't ask any more questions.

Yang Xiaole hid in the crowd and ate porridge, but no one said anything.

But when he was eating, he saw Sun Xiaoyue's figure, and he didn't know when he came back. Although the other party was still weak for a while, he didn't lie on the bed like before.

Seeing his mother coming, he asked curiously: "Mother, when did Xiaoyue come back? Where does she live now?"

Wang Qiuju followed his gaze.

"Oh, she's living at the youngest Yang's house now."

Yang Xiaole nodded. Youngest Yang is a widowed old man in the village. He disappeared at the beginning of this year and the house was empty.

He didn't ask much, and ate quietly.

"Hey, by the way, mother, I'll go to the commune to go through the formalities later. If it's done quickly, I'll go to the county seat in the afternoon. See if the procedures can be completed as soon as possible. Then you can go to the city next Monday."

Yang Xiaole whispered something to Wang Qiuju.

The mother looked around and nodded slightly.

To be honest, she is really a little confused now, let him, a village woman who doesn't understand anything, suddenly leave her family and go to work in the city.

She was really confused.

Yang Xiaole also saw her mother's gaze, and was also thinking about whether what she did was right or wrong.

What you think is good is not necessarily good.

Then he shook off his thoughts and did everything, there was no way out.

While thinking, a loud loudspeaker rang: "Comrades, everyone must actively participate in productive labor, work hard, work hard, and work hard for a bumper harvest of autumn grain..."

The tweeter is playing the words of going all out to produce.

Yang Xiaole took a look, a little noisy.

After breakfast, he gave the rice bowl to the old lady, and he walked towards the commune.

The road is full of cooking smoke, all of which are small blast furnaces temporarily built by the village.

There are not many men and some women left in the village, and other women still have to do things in the fields.

All the way to the commune, the horns were full of impassioned and encouraging words.

Woke up early, came to the commune, and the commune office building had just started work, and many people were walking inside.

There are no buildings.

It is a newly built big tile house.

"Master, is Director Zhang here?"

When he came to the door, he yelled at the gatekeeper, and handed him a cigarette by the way.

The other party snorted, took it over and said with a smile: "Just went in! Do you have something to do with him?"

"Well, there's something wrong, so I'll go in first!"

After speaking, he walked inside.

The compound is very simple, there are signs at the door of each tile-roofed house, and he saw the office of the director of the commune at a glance.

Standing at the door, there are only three desks inside.

The two were discussing something inside.

"Director Zhang!"

Yang Xiaole didn't know who was the director, so she stepped forward to say hello.

A man in a Lenin suit with a cropped hair looked up at him: "I am, what can I do for you?"

Yang Xiaole walked in with the documents: "Director, here are two job recruitment certificates in the city. I want to go to the district to apply for a certificate of relocation. I need a certificate here."

"Oh!"

Director Zhang gave a light sigh and said to him, "Show me!"

Then I took the proof and looked at it.

"Hey, the whole family has gone to work in the city?"

Director Zhang was surprised when he received the two certificates.

You must know that the certificates in the city are all passed through here to the next, and there are very few people who skip them directly to find a job in the city.

This is a capable person in the city!
But he frowned.

There are only so many quotas for each commune's annual conversion from rural to non-agricultural, and the city has recorded them all. Every time one is used, one quota will be lost.

After thinking for a while, he nodded: "Okay, I see. The things are here. We need to review them. If there is no problem, you can come and pick them up the day after tomorrow."

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole frowned.

No matter how stupid he is, he also understands what it means.

This is to kill him!

Without arguing with him, he thought for a while and asked tactfully: "Director Zhang, do you need any proof? The district said that you can just take this proof, and you don't need other procedures?"

The previous Director Sun has already made it very clear.

And this kind of work acceptance certificate, even if there is a problem at home, you can still go.

Not to mention that his family is all farm laborers.

That is really the proletariat, who made their family escape from disaster!

Director Zhang hesitated when he heard the district: "Oh, you mean Mentougou?"

"No! It's from West City."

Hearing this, Director Zhang hesitated for a moment, and finally said to a young woman in her thirties next to her, "Xiao Liu, go and retrieve their files, and I'll take a look. Oh, by the way, which producer are you from?" team?"

"Big 1, Team 6."

"Oh, from Yanggezhuang! Okay, I know, Xiaoliu, let's go get the materials!"

After speaking, he handed the information to her.

Xiao Liu hummed, took the things and went out.

After the people left, Director Zhang said with a smile: "How is Secretary Wang recently? We only met once in the last meeting."

How did Yang Xiaole know her!

Shaking his head blankly: "I don't know him. Director Sun of the Xidan Sub-district Office took us to find the person, and then gave me this list."

"Xidan?"

Director Zhang pondered for a moment and finally understood.

The most important street office in Xicheng has been established. It seems that Director Wang's lover is the director of the Xicheng street office.

He nodded and said nothing more.

After waiting for about ten minutes, Xiao Liu came back with a stack of documents in his hand.

"Director, here is the information you want."

"Well, let me see!"

Director Zhang took the things and took a look.

I turned to the contents of the information, looked at it for a while, and put it away again.

"Well, there's no problem. I'll issue a certificate for you. You can go to the district to go through the formalities."

After speaking, he took out a stack of papers from the drawer and began to write.

After a while, the two certificates were issued.

Stamped it and handed it to him: "Okay, let's go! I still have things to do."

"Hey, thank you Director Zhang!"

Yang Xiaole took the things and thanked them, then left the commune.

Damn, you still have to pull the tiger's skin!

After coming out, he walked towards the district.

Passing by the school, he still didn't go in after thinking for a while, anyway, he came back in the past two days.

And now the two little ones are still in class!
There is a team pulling coal on the road, and he has no choice but to walk over.

An hour later, I came to the road of Lamei.

I happened to meet a bus passing by, and hurriedly waved my hand to get on the bus, paid the money and walked towards the district office.

The car ride is very fast. It took about two hours to arrive in the district in ten minutes.

He stopped at the gate of the district office.

When they came to the place, they took the certificates of the two and plunged into the district office.

It is not as simple as the commune here, and it is more clear. If you meet the conditions, you will be stamped.

First go to the police station to apply, then go to the personnel file department of the district office to check the information, and then go back to the police station to get the certificate of moving out.

Checking information costs time.

At noon, he was planning to go to school to see his eldest sister, but he was busy there, so he didn't go to join in the fun.

I had a meal in the space at noon and continued to go through formalities in the afternoon.

It wasn't until four or five o'clock in the afternoon that the move-out certificate was issued to him.

If this is left to future generations, don't expect to be able to do it in a month or two, as long as the materials are complete.

No wonder the certificate is only valid for five days, and it will become invalid after the expiration date.

Once the certificate of moving out is issued, basically there will be no more problems. Just go to the city and register at the police station there.

Yang Xiaole took the things and left happily.

Just wait for my old lady to do it there, and the household registration of my group can be obtained.

The rest depends on the streamlining in the next year.

It depends on whether he can stand it, if he can't, he has to come back in despair.

But he has figured out a way.

Hard hits are also left behind.

(End of this chapter)