Take Arada back to the past

Chapter 234, not big, but good-looking
When Yang Xiaole heard the "staggering deidei" and babbling sounds on the radio, he immediately knew which drama it was.

Dingjun Mountain

Suo Ye hummed a sentence or two from time to time. Anyway, except for the tune, he was familiar with it, but he didn't understand a single word.

Xizi listened to the opera. Although she couldn't understand it, she listened attentively.

After all, there are too few film and television songs these days.

While listening, he lay there and said, "Brother, Grandpa will tell us about Journey to the West later! Xuewen said it was a daughter's country, and men can give birth to children after drinking water! Is it true?"

Yang Xiaole leaned on the square chair and looked at the people gathered around.

Hearing this, he smiled and said, "Yes! I'll get some for you to drink later."

When he was a child, the TV series "Journey to the West" was simply a magical drama, almost non-stop throughout the year, and even several episodes a day during the summer vacation.

At that time, I watched it over and over again, and I could almost recite the plot.

In this way, every time during meal time, a group of people watched the black and white TV in the cafeteria without eating.

Similarly, Journey to the West is now almost everyone's favorite novel on the radio and has been broadcast for a year or two.

Uncle Wang has a radio at home and has listened to it for a long time.

When Xizi heard this, he thought it was true, and muttered: "Why should I, a grown-up, have a child? If I want to give birth to you, I won't."

After saying that, he lay down next to the radio and listened quietly.

Yang Xiaole immediately became happy when he heard this.

Seeing the four people surrounding the radio, he quickly shouted: "Hey, can you guys stay away and turn up the volume a little louder? You have to stay together."

Hearing this sound, several people looked at each other and then dispersed.

"Ouch, noodles."

The eldest sister looked at the half-finished noodles on the dining table in the main room and quickly continued her work.

Roll out and cook the noodles.

I left two portions for my mother who was going to class and my father who worked in the restaurant, and the rest of us shared the food.

The noodles are made by hand and eggs are added.

There were no vegetables, and a plate of pickled mustard bought from a grocery store on the table was the only vegetable on the table for a few people.

But let alone pickled mustard, even if there is no pickled mustard, the food that several people eat is very fragrant.

The eldest brother was eating the noodles with satisfaction and asked Yang Xiaole what he thought of: "Hey, by the way, Xiaole, I remembered something! You said that our production team will not plant food after the autumn harvest, and they will have nothing to eat. Wait. If you plant food in the spring, you have to harvest it in September! What do they eat? If the whole country is like this, where will the food come from next year in the city?"

As soon as these words came out, Yang Xiaole was stunned for a moment.

Only then did he react.

It snowed several times this winter, but it doesn’t look like there’s a shortage of water!
So where is the shortage of food?
Only then did he come back to his senses.

Yes!

At the end of last year, when all the people were busy practicing food, most of them missed the time to grow food, except for the southernmost part.

If this is the case, it will be impossible to harvest much food in May.

That means until September.

And next year there will be drought and then production will decrease.

No wonder the reports I saw before clearly indicate that the drought started this year, but there has been a shortage of food every year for several years. This is the essence!

Looking at his elder brother who didn't pay much attention, Yang Xiaole asked curiously: "How did you think of asking this?"

The elder brother took a bite and said, "Oh, that's what they said when we were chatting in the factory! Some people in our factory are from other places, and they sent letters from their hometowns."

Yang Xiaole thought for a while and said with a smile: "Come back and tell your mother about this. They don't believe me when I tell you. We probably won't have enough food until September or even longer."

"real or fake?"

The eldest brother stopped eating when he heard this.

"Hey, brother, can you stop talking? I can't even hear the sound. The speaker will be on in a moment."

While thinking, Xizi's complaining voice came over, and the sound of the two people talking covered the broadcast.

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole ignored him and nodded to his elder brother: "Absolutely."

The eldest brother frowned when he heard this.

The two of them didn't say anything after that. A few people ate quietly and listened to the radio.

They said they would arrive in a short while, but after waiting for four or ten minutes, a childish little girl's voice came from the loudspeaker.

"Kids, the little speaker is starting to broadcast! Tick-tick, tick-tock, tick-tock..."

The sound was followed by the sound of a chant.

"Don't talk, don't talk at all. Grandpa Storytelling will tell you about Journey to the West later!"

Xizi felt excited when she heard this voice.

Not only him, but others were also waiting there. Originally this was just a preschool education broadcast, but a group of older children were listening.

Including his own eldest brother.

There is no way, there are not as many bombings now as there will be in later generations.

Even the eldest sister stopped washing the dishes and sat on the edge, holding her chin in her hand and listening.

Instead of rushing to listen to the story, a piece of music "I am Tinker Bell" was played.

Yang Xiaole was also listening there with great interest.

After waiting for a while, I heard the broadcast of Journey to the West. The speaker was Sun Jingxiu.

I just heard a middle-aged voice coming from the radio:

"Children, last time we went to Zhubajie and drank water from the Zimu River, our stomachs hurt unbearably. The Grand Master told Tang Seng and his disciples the origin of the water from the Zimu River..."

After hearing this, Bajie fell down on the bed and cried: "Ouch!"My old pig is going to have a baby! ""

……

As the sound came from the radio, several people did not dare to breathe, fearing that they could not hear the content clearly.

Yang Xiaole watched several people being so involved and listened quietly.

Not to mention, it's pretty interesting.

After listening for a while, he finally thought of the jade stones in the space, quietly returned to his room, closed the door and entered the space directly.

Anyway, if big brother and the others come in, they can see it themselves.

Then he took apart the sculptures Gongmei bought and threw them on the ground, and they were instantly absorbed by the space.

The particles suspended above the well were also absorbed.

"8 meters!"

The range that was originally just over seven meters has just increased to about eight meters.

Suddenly his expression paused.

His eyes subconsciously looked towards the next room.

Ami tofu!

sin sin.

Then I hurriedly closed the functions and made space.

After coming out, Yang Xiaole muttered: "It's not big, but it's in good shape!"

Although he had turned off deep scanning just now, he still saw some things that he shouldn't have turned on.

Qu Ying was changing clothes just now!

I don’t take a shower in winter, but I still need to change my underwear.

rogue!

He cursed secretly and then began to test the scanning function after he came out.

The radius that was originally more than 2 meters has now been directly increased to 4 meters.

still alright.

After everything was decided, he left the room and went to the main room to listen to the radio with several people.

I heard voices coming from outside.

No need to think about who it is, dad and mom are back together.

"Where did you get the radio?"

After dad came in, he heard the sound and hurriedly came over and asked curiously.

Yang Xiaole did not lie to a few people and began to explain: "I bought it myself. When you go out, don't say it was bought by our family! Otherwise, others will think that I am buying and selling! Dad, if others ask, just say yes. My uncle gave it to me."

Hearing this, Yang Guangzhi took a breath and looked at his wife.

"how much is it?"

"Don't worry about how much it costs, just remember that my uncle got this radio from me."

Yang Guangzhi was confused for a while.

Damn it, my son is better at shopping than his father. He can buy dozens or even more than 100 things at will.

More than half a year's salary is gone again.

"Hey, don't ask, ask me, I won't say anything!"

Seeing that the two were about to talk, Yang Xiaole quickly stopped them.

Yang Guangzhi sighed when he heard this.

Well, don't ask.

If you can’t make money, you have no status!
Wang Qiuju looked at him and finally said with sincerity: "Xiao Le, don't do it in the future. There is nothing missing at home. The most important thing for you right now is to get into college. Nothing else is that important. Do you hear that? Don’t delay your grades, and besides, it’s dangerous, what if something happens to you?”

Yang Xiaole nodded upon hearing this.

"Okay, I understand, you can eat!"

It is difficult for people in this era to change their thinking at once.

In the eyes of this generation, no matter how much money you earn, it is not as important as a college student, nor is it as important as having an iron rice bowl.

Don't talk about it this time.

During the big wave of layoffs in the [-]s, people would rather take half their salary than be self-employed.

I feel like that's a shameful thing.

Many people of later generations feel that this is ignorance.

But is it really ignorance?

This is a different spirit given to people in each era.

Because this is not an era where money is paramount, I like to have more money, but money is not the only thing, nor is it the most important.

Seeing his agreement, Wang Qiuju nodded.

I am deeply afraid that my family’s young college student will be ruined like this.

He looked at the uncooked noodles and knocked on the eldest sister who was lying in front of the radio: "Why don't you cook!"

"Hey, I lost track of time."

The eldest sister rubbed her head, smiled, and then quickly stood up: "I will make some noodles for you now."

"Forget it, just listen, I'll do it myself!"

The old lady dissuaded her, and then she made the noodles herself.

Yang Guangzhi also came over to smoke a cigarette. This thing is a good thing!

Then he muttered, "Xiao Le, give this radio to your brother when he gets married. I'll buy you another one after you get married."

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole nodded nonchalantly: "Okay, it's still early for me to get married anyway, so you have to get me one!"

Radio is also a good thing now.

Any woman who can bring this thing to her marriage must not praise it.

You must know that it was not until the 70s that three turns and one ring became popular in ordinary people's homes.

This is still the era of 36 legs.

When there are 72 retreats later, it finally transitions to three turns and one beep.

Nowadays, those who can get married with three-in-one marriage are basically old comrades or cadres, otherwise it would be difficult to get these things together.

Shi Jing's family is the only one in the compound who has such strength.That was it for the radio.

In the evening, my father and mother were eating noodles. They always felt weird and delicious, but they couldn't put their finger on it.

I had no idea there were eggs in it.

Yang Xiaole looked at the sky and quietly went out to deliver the chestnuts to Wang Jianjun.

At 08:30 in the evening, there was no sound on the radio. A few people turned off the radio and went to wash up and go to sleep.

……

Early the next morning, I went to Suo Ye's place to practice the exercises step by step.

I had nothing to do during the day, so I didn't run around.

Two days passed like this.

This morning, Yang Xiaole's family got ready and got up early.

Because today is the first day of school, it is also the first time for several people to go to a new school.

"Don't you want us to go? Let your father go with you!"

Wang Qiuju packed schoolbags and pencil cases for several people and asked Yang Xiaole.

Yang Xiaole waved his hand: "No, just take the eldest sister to the junior high school. I'll just take Xizi and Xiaoli. It's not a big deal. Besides, it's just a few steps away! I've been to the school."

It's only two miles in total and only takes ten minutes to walk.

It's much closer than when we were in the commune. It used to take more than 50 minutes to walk, and it would take an hour to take a detour.

After hearing this, Wang Qiuju thought for a while and finally nodded.

Anyway, the children in the compound are basically in the same school.

Yang Xiaole looked at her eldest sister and told her: "Sister, you will get out of school with Xiaozao after school."

There are five people from a junior high school in the compound.

In addition to the two of them, there are also Li Guangnan, the eldest son of Mr. Ban'er's family, Wang Xuewen, the eldest grandson of Mr. Wang's family, and Zhao Jianjun opposite.

The eldest sister nodded and understood.

Xizi thought of something and said to her: "Sister, don't play with Zhao Jianjun, he was talking about us that day."

Hearing this, the eldest sister smiled: "Okay, I understand."

Hearing the noise of going to school outside, Yang Xiaole went out with the two little guys.

The school is not far away, and there are a lot of people in the same school in the courtyard who basically go to school in groups.

A gift from an adult?
Think more.

After coming out, I saw a group of children in the courtyard getting ready to go to school.

It was obviously divided into several groups of people.

"Xiao Le!"

As soon as he went out, he heard someone calling him.

Yang Xiaole looked up and saw Liu Jiefang in the backyard, followed by Xiao Zao and Xiao Tao from Widow Tian's house.

So he paused for a moment.

"Xiao Le, Xue Wu said you would also come to our class, right?"

After Liu Jiefang came over, he asked with a smile.

Then several people walked towards the door.

Yang Xiaole smiled and nodded as he walked, "Absolutely. Teacher Fang said it, but the details are not clear yet. Did you listen to what Fang Mengmeng said?"

The last words were said to Wang Xuewu, who had just come over.

These two guys are both students of Fang Guoping.

Wang Xuewu smiled and nodded: "Well, I heard what she said."

Behind her, Yang Xiaomei and Xiao Zao were already chatting happily.

And Xiaoli walked with Xiao Taozi.

Yang Xiaole looked at Liu Jiefang.

Speaking of which, why Liu Jiefang is the second eldest son is because his father gave the wrong name when registering for household registration. He was supposed to be liberating first and then aiding the DPRK, but instead he became the eldest brother to aid the DPRK first and the second eldest brother was liberated later. .

Xizi followed behind with a bang.

After leaving the compound, the old woman took the eldest sister and Xiaozao in another direction, while the others went to the vicinity of the grain station.

The two schools are not in the same direction.

"Xiao Tao, follow me, don't lose me."

Liu Jiefang shouted to the little Tao behind him.

At this time, the alley was filled with children going to school.

"Hey, Xiaole, did your family eat sesame-filled Yuanxiao yesterday?"

Wang Xuewu asked Yang Xiaole from the side, then smiled and said, "I can smell it."

Yang Xiaole smiled when he heard this: "Well, the sesame seeds I bought before have never been used."

What a dog nose!

In order to celebrate the festival, people in the compound started saving sugar years ago, just to celebrate the Lantern Festival yesterday.

But don’t think about Sesame.

Therefore, most of the dishes in the compound do not have sesame fillings.

Xizi was snickering there, there was still lard!

Thinking of eating glutinous rice balls to fill my stomach last night, I feel that I have never felt so comfortable in my life.

Seeing the look in his eyes, Yang Xiaole glared at him and signaled him to stop talking nonsense.

Since the family only has 7 taels of glutinous rice noodles, and they are specially supplied for the Lantern Festival, they can basically make more than 20 taels.Even if there are many people, there will be only a few.

But with him here, the supply of sesame and glutinous rice noodles is open, but others don't know it.

Xizi saw his expression, although she didn't understand why he didn't let anyone know.

But he knew that if he talked nonsense, there would be nothing for him to eat in the future. He kept his mouth tightly shut, fearing that there would be nothing left to eat in the future.

Everyone came to school chatting and laughing, and immediately went to their classes.

Yang Xiaole brought Xizi and Xiaoli to the Academic Affairs Office.

When I came to the door, I saw a middle-aged man wearing a navy blue coat inside, rummaging around for something.

"Boom boom boom!"

Yang Xiaole knocked on the door gently and shouted: "Teacher!"

Hearing the voice, the other party raised his head and looked: "Classmate, who are you looking for?"

"Oh, we transferred here and are here to report!"

As he spoke, he walked in, leaving the two little guys waiting at the door.

"Oh, are you transferring to another school? Have you brought the procedures?"

"Brought it!"

Yang Xiaole handed all the information to the other party.

The other party took it and looked at it, "First grade, third grade, fifth grade. Well, the procedure is fine."

After reciting the information, he found a roster on the table and looked at it.

While reading, he took out a piece of paper.

"Yang Xiaoli, there are fewer people in Class [-] and [-]. Go to Class [-] and [-]. Yang Xiaoxi, go to Class [-] and [-]. Yang Xiaole, you are Yang Xiaole. Teacher Fang has told you to go to their class, so go to Class [-]. "

While muttering, he also wrote down the class on the paper.

By the way, fill in your name at the bottom of the roster.

After finishing it, he raised his head and handed the note to him: "Here, take them to the class to find the class teacher. Your class teacher will ask you to fill in the following information. I am still busy, so you go ahead."

"Hey, okay, thank you teacher."

Yang Xiaole took the things and said thanks.

But he didn't leave, but asked him: "Um, teacher, I want to skip a grade to sixth grade, do you think that's okay?"

"Skip a grade?"

Hearing this, the other party was surprised.

Then he frowned and said, "Your file is in fifth grade. Go to class first. We'll talk about the rest later. I'm still busy!"

Yang Xiaole frowned after hearing this.

But thinking that school had just started today, I thought about it and went out with my things.

He took the two little guys and handed them over to the head teachers of the two classes, explained the situation, and then returned to the third floor.

When they came to the door, Fang Guoping was talking on the podium.

Seeing him standing at the door, the other party smiled: "Come in!"

When Yang Xiaole saw this, he went in immediately.

Seeing him come in, Fang Guoping looked at the people below and said with a smile: "Students, let me introduce to you. This is the new student who has transferred here, classmate Yang Xiaole. Welcome."

After finishing speaking, he took the lead in applauding.

Seeing this, Yang Xiaole smiled at the people below.

When the applause stopped, Fang Guoping pointed to the back and said, "Find a place to sit down first."

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole walked towards the back.

"Xiao Le! Sit here."

Passing by Wang Xuewu, the other party smiled at him and shouted in a low voice, pointing to the empty space next to him.

Yang Xiaole looked at it and sat down directly.

He had just discovered this place.

And on the left is Wang Xuewu, and in front is Li Haitang, the second daughter of Banerye's Li family.

I didn’t see each other in the morning either.

Probably arrived early.

After sitting down, he sat there calmly and calmly.

There is actually nothing much to do when registering today, just summarizing, handing in winter vacation homework, picking up textbooks, and cleaning.

After sitting down, Yang Xiaole was struggling with the matter of skipping a grade.

Knowing what was going to happen in the future, skipping a grade was the wisest choice.

But at this time, he already had some hesitation in his heart.

Is he short of money?

No shortage.

If he followed the plan of skipping a grade and then attending a technical secondary school, he would be working during the storm years.

But this was the eye of the storm at that time.

The whole city is full of people who fuck this person and that person. Even at work, there is basically a small meeting once a day and a conference every three days. It's either this person's mistake or that person's mistake.

You have to be careful about talking while working, and an activist will accidentally appear next to you.

Is this kind of life what he wants?
On the contrary, if he just follows the wheel of history, he will be able to see what happened in this era.

You know, during those three or four years, students were able to wander around.

When you play in the city, you can go out and no one cares or asks.

And no one dared to mess with students at that time.

When the fun is almost over, you can choose to find a job in advance, join the army, join the corps, or become an educated youth. I feel that there is no need to take root in the unit in advance, earn a salary of tens of dollars, and live a boring life.

When the time came to enter the work unit, most of them were active people, and it was disturbing to see them.

Even if he kills Zhang San, he still has Li Si.

He didn't make a decision in a hurry at this time. He would just take it one step at a time. Anyway, it's not like he couldn't find a job after graduating from high school.

(End of this chapter)