Take Arada back to the past

Chapter 207, in collusion

In the evening, I made dumplings at Su Ling's house, and learned that Su Ling made a whole box of Moutai for him, which made him happy for a while.

12 bottles.

Because of the price of the wine ticket, this thing is much rarer in the world than later.

If I give gifts in the future, it will definitely be a bargain.

After finishing the dumplings, he went to have a meal with the old man, and then he left with the wine.

…………

Hongqi Commune, the sales agency of the First Production Brigade.

On the black-haired old Eight Immortals table.

Zhang Liuer ate the dumplings with her mouth pursed, her eyes wandering back and forth in front of her father and her biological parents.

Zhang's father looked at Zhang Laohan and sighed: "Old brother, I know that Mengmeng was raised by you. You have not treated Mengmeng badly these years, but we also put Mengmeng in foster care because of special circumstances. Here, there is a shortage of food everywhere now, and the food sent to you today is also squeezed out of our ration, which is not a problem! The only way now is to let Mengmeng have an urban hukou, so that she can have Quantified."

Zhang Laohan took a sip of Sweet Potato Burn, ignoring the newly opened bottle of Niulanshan Erguotou on the table.

"Sigh~"

The spicy taste made him grit his teeth.

After taking a bite of the dumplings, he said, "This year's situation is special, and it will be fine when the summer grain comes out next year. Even if I, Zhang Laohan, don't eat by myself, I won't be so hungry."

The atmosphere suddenly became dull.

Zhang's father and Zhang's mother looked at each other, both of them were embarrassed for a while.

Mother Zhang didn't look very good, so she wanted to speak.

But he was stopped by a look from his husband.

Back then it was said that it was foster care, but there was no proof.

If Zhang Laohan insists on saying that it was given as a gift, even if they are biological parents, the probability of them coming back is only half and half.

And it will leave a shadow in my daughter's heart.

Seeing the look in her husband's eyes, Zhang's mother suppressed what she was about to say, took a deep breath and said, "Brother Zhang, you brought up Mengmeng. We don't have to take Mengmeng away from you." Let’s go. But think about it, the education level in the countryside is very different from that in the city. There are also various interest classes. Mengmeng’s grades are not bad, but there is still a big gap compared with those in the city. Go Now that you can get a better education in the city, do you always think that Mengmeng will not be able to go to college and come back to the village, then marry a rural person and spend her whole life digging in the soil? Don’t you think about yourself, you also have to think about Mengmeng. Think about your future!”

After finishing speaking, seeing that Zhang Laohan didn't speak, he endured his unhappiness and said: "Brother Zhang, we have been here many times. It's not that we don't want Mengmeng to disown you. In the future, Mengmeng will return to the city and you will take care of her in her old age." It must still be cute! I really don’t know what worries you.”

Zhang Laohan was silent there when he heard the words.

After a long time, he took a long breath: "Okay, you guys go back. If you want to see Mengmeng in the future, you can come and watch. I have no objection. If you mention this matter again, don't come again."

"you……"

Hearing this, Zhang's mother became angry for a while: "Brother Zhang, why are you like this? At the beginning, it was agreed to be foster care, but now why do you insist on it? Do you really think we have nothing to do? The big deal is that we will find the head at the time to give us Let's prove it... I still don't believe it..."

"okay!"

Before he finished speaking, he was stopped by Zhang's father next to him.

Seeing his expression, Zhang's mother snorted and didn't speak any more, she sat beside her silently.

Seeing this, Zhang's father smiled and said: "Brother Zhang, I'm sorry. Yongqin fostered her children here for the sake of the revolution. Since then, she has felt guilty and her words have been a little harsh. Please be more patient."

After finishing speaking, he stood up and said: "Okay, I came here today just to spend a new year with Mengmeng. It's getting late now, so we'll go back first. Mengmeng, we'll see you again in a few days! We I'm leaving."

Then he took his reluctant wife and left.

After coming out, there was a dilapidated old Soviet car parked at the door.

When he came to the car, Zhang's father frowned and said, "I said it before I came, don't get angry, why can't you remember! Brother Zhang has been dragging his daughter up all these years, can he be willing? Whether it is for his daughter , or to Brother Zhang, we are all in debt."

"Zhang Kaiming, what do you mean by that? That's our own biological daughter, why can't we come back..."

"Okay, Zhao Yongqin, you know what's going on in your heart!"

Seeing this, Father Zhang shouted dissatisfiedly at her.

Then pull the car and go in.

Zhao Yongqin bit her lip when she heard the words, with a hint of guilt in her eyes.

Then he reacted and shouted at him: "Zhang Kaiming, what do you mean? Is it because I can't give birth, and you still want to change? Okay, you go and learn from your leaders, and go to the university to find young and good-looking ones! I Zhao Yongqin will never stop you."

Father Zhang looked at the other party, took a deep breath, and said, "It's unreasonable."

After speaking, he opened the car door and went inside.

"I'm unreasonable? Why am I unreasonable?"

Zhao Yongqin asked angrily, opening the car door and getting in.

There was a loud quarrel inside.

Then the car started and drove into the distance.

In the room.

Zhang Laohan was eating dumplings and drinking wine, and glanced at Zhang Liuer: "Liuer, do you really want to go to the city?"

Hearing this, Zhang Liuer hesitated and said to him: "Dad, I don't want to leave you."

Hearing this, Zhang Laohan was silent for a while.

He ate the dumplings in the bowl, took a sip of wine, got up and left.

He just turned his back and when Zhang Liuer couldn't see him, he lightly wiped his eyes and went to the room without looking back.

Zhang Liuer was left sighing alone.

The originally happy New Year's Eve broke up in such an unhappy way.

……

Yang Xiaole returned home by bike.

The family was gathering around and starting to eat dumplings.

Xizi and Xiaoli were counting dumplings there.

Yang Xiaole was surprised when he saw this scene: "What are you two doing!"

The eldest sister was eating dumplings and smiling: "Are they? Xizi said that the dumplings in Xiaoli's bowl were piled high, so there must be a lot of them. The two of them were counting them! If Xizi had more dumplings, give them to Xiaoli. If Xiaoli has more, the extra will be given to Xizi."

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole shook his head.

The eldest brother and the father were there drinking wine and eating dumplings.

It didn't care about two people.

Seeing that he was holding something in his hand, my mother asked, "Where have you been? Did you go to your master again?"

"Well, the old man is quite lonely by himself. I'll spend a young year with him."

After Yang Xiaole finished speaking, she put the lunch box on the table: "This is the dumpling made by Aunt Su Ling and the others. Let me bring some back."

He opened the lunch box casually.

Suddenly the two little guys who were counting stopped stopping.

Looking helplessly at the dumplings in the lunch box.

Yang Xiaole put the things on the table and didn't care.

Naturally, someone will divide the dumplings.

Sure enough, the old lady looked at the dumplings in the lunch box and began to divide the dumplings.

While dividing, he said: "Xiao Le, you always get food from your master, is this okay? Food is tight now."

"Well, Chinese cabbage with oil residue, and pork!"

The eldest brother put a dumpling in his mouth, his eyes lit up.

Seeing this, the others picked one up.

Chinese cabbage with oil residue, the taste is so fragrant, not to mention the present, even the future generations will also be very fragrant.

Yang Xiaole smiled and said: "It's okay, my master can be patient! If you want something, I will ask the master to get some for me in the future. He knows a lot of people."

After finishing speaking, he looked at the dumplings left by his mother and said, "I ate a lot over there, just give me a few, and share the rest with you."

Packed by myself, plus what he brought.

There are only many.

Enough to eat.

Seeing this, Wang Qiuju knew that what her son said was not a lie.

I gave Yang Guangzhi a few more meat dumplings.

Yang Guangzhi took a sip, then took another sip of Laotan shochu, with a comfortable expression: "If I can eat like this every day, I would be willing to shorten my life for a few years!" The others all agreed.

Yang Xiaole shook his head speechlessly: "Dad, as for that! As long as you are not afraid, don't ask anything, I will let you eat like this every day!"

Hearing this, Yang Guangzhi muttered: "You can still eat meat every day! How many people will it take?"

Then he ate the dumplings without paying attention.

Seeing everyone's expressions, Yang Xiaole smiled and didn't say anything.

After thinking about it for a moment, she asked him: "Dad, have you agreed to go to my aunt's house tomorrow?"

"Well, it's agreed, your mother will help me with work tomorrow, and I'll borrow the car from the restaurant to deliver some sweet potatoes to your aunt. By the way, I will "sweep the dust" tomorrow, so don't run around."

Yang Xiaole laughed and said: "Not tomorrow, I have something to do tomorrow, so I won't come back for lunch at noon, and I may come back later in the evening."

He is going to visit Fangshan tomorrow.

There wasn't much to do anyway.

As for sweeping dust, this is something every household starts to do after the Little New Year.

This is for the new year.

The corners and corners of the house have to be cleaned to sweep away dust, cobwebs, dirt, etc., and the quilts in the house have to be removed, and the outer cover of the cotton-padded jacket has to be removed and washed.

The amount of work is still quite large.

Yang Guangzhi glanced at him doubtfully: "What are you doing?"

"Oh, my master said, I don't know."

Hearing this, Dad didn't say anything.

In the evening, several people ate their fill of dumplings, attended class for a while, and then went to bed satisfied.

……

The next morning.

Not getting up as early as before.

When it was daylight, he rode a bicycle and rushed out of the city.

I already said hello to the old man last night, and I won't go there today. He has to go to Fangshan.

He found out exactly how to go.

To go to Fangshan from their location, they have to go to the bus station outside the city, and from there they can take the bus to Fangshan.

Time is limited, so you have to go there as soon as possible and come back the same day.

……

"Dong Dong Dong~"

In Xiaozhulian Hutong, Yang Guangping, wearing a hat, knocked lightly on the door of a courtyard.

After a while, the door opened.

I saw Zhang Xingtang standing at the door.

Seeing the other party, Yang Guangping breathed a sigh of relief, "I thought you went alone!"

Hearing this, Zhang Xingtang said expressionlessly: "I want to go by myself! If I run away by myself, and you report it to me later, what will I do? And, what you promised me, After that, we have to get us out of the country."

My father's things are now shared by others.

No one will be happy.

Yang Guangping promised with a smile: "Don't worry, as long as the things are in hand, we will arrange them, and then we will go together. Let's all go."

As for how to get out, he really didn't know.

These words were taught to him by his father.

As for the follow-up, he didn't know at all, saying that he was waiting for news from him.

Hearing this, Zhang Xingtang's face looked better.

According to the last letter from my father to myself, if those things are really there, let alone all of them, one-tenth of the 8 taels of gold will be left.

No.

Even if it is [-]%, the two families will share equally, and they will not have to worry about food and drink for the rest of their lives.

Not to mention those priceless treasures.

Looking at his expression, Yang Guangping asked: "I have a day off today, what are you going to do over there? It must be arranged! If any news leaks out, neither of our families will be able to afford it."

"Okay, don't worry, just don't let anything happen to you."

After Zhang Xingtang finished speaking, he continued: "Let's talk about it first, it's better for the two of us not to have any other thoughts when we go there this time, otherwise..."

Hearing this, Yang Guangping nodded slightly.

According to what the two discussed yesterday, too many people should not go.

In order to prevent any accidents, both of them had backup plans at home. If one of them came back and the other couldn't, they would report it.

In this case, not only can the two of them not have different intentions, but they also have to pray that the other party will not have any problems.

Lest the explanation is not clear.

Then he said: "Okay, let's go, catch the earliest bus, I must come back today, and I have to go to work tomorrow! I hope there will be news."

Hearing this, Zhang Xingtang nodded, went back and rolled out a bicycle.

The two rode together in the dark toward the distance.

……

Yang Xiaole followed the route the old man told him and rode straight to the suburban station outside the city, which would later be located at the Third Ring Road.

On the road of about seven or eight kilometers, the bicycle was no better than the battery cars of later generations. After more than half an hour, at dawn, he arrived at the bus station.

At this time, the Third Ring Road is no longer a rural area.

The main road is full of houses left over from the past, and other places are also full of construction projects.

It was similar to the situation outside Fucheng Gate.

When they came to the bus station, they quietly put away the car and walked in directly.

After inquiring, I found the car to Fangshan.

A dilapidated old-fashioned bus can probably seat about 30 to [-] people.

Just about to get ready to go up.

But seeing the people in the car, Yang Xiaole frowned.

Yang Guangping, Zhang Xingtang.

How did these two guys come here?
It had only been a day since I had seen the two of them, so why did the two of them immediately get involved.

You don't even need to think about why the two of you went.

Seeing Yang Guangping looking around, he hurriedly lowered his head, made a cold expression, and walked towards the front of the car.

At the same time, lower the hat and wrap the scarf tightly around the face.

Fortunately, it's cold now, so it doesn't look so strange.

"Ouch, Leng Seteler (It's so cold.)"

Many people know that the car does not bump or get motion sickness in the back, and Yang Guangping is sitting in the front seat.

Seeing Yang Xiaole come up.

Staring straight at him.

I am afraid that someone will follow him.

So just now Yang Xiaole pinched his throat and said something with a Shanghainese accent.

If it is too esoteric, I will not, but if it is the simplest, I will know a few sentences.

It is not surprising that Kyoto has developed industry in recent years and mobilized many workers from Shanghai.

Yang Xiaole frowned and squinted, making her eyes look less familiar.

He lowered his head and went to the back of the car and sat down.

Yang Guangping was guilty at first, seeing Yang Xiaole sitting at the back, he didn't dare to stare at him all the time, and sat there quietly waiting for the car to drive.

(End of this chapter)