Take Arada back to the past

Chapter 291, Great Northwest?

Yang Xiaole looked at Yang Laosan and chuckled: "Yang Laosan? Is this your real name? We are still the same family! Do you know what we are here for?"

Yang Laosan was lying on the bed, smoking.

He half-squinted his eyes and murmured: "Of course Yang Laosan is my real name. As for what we are going to do, don't worry about it. You are just a child and it's okay. I still want to work hard! Don't lose your job just because you talk nonsense." ”

Then he blew out a smoke ring and reminded: "Haven't you ever heard that walls have ears?"

After finishing speaking, I stopped talking.

Yang Xiaole saw this and didn't ask any more questions.

Went to the toilet and went to a hut.

Fortunately, the toilets here are pit toilets, and they are made of ceramics that use a water tank for flushing. Since there are few people there, there is basically no smell.

After using the toilet, he went to his lower bunk and lay down.

We were in the same bed as Yang Laosan because the smell of this guy's feet was so strong.

Mixed with the smell of smoke, it's a bit on the head.

It was boring to stay in this small space, and he could only choose to sleep to pass the time.

Yang Laosan smoked a cigarette, glanced at Yang Xiaole, and couldn't help but ask: "Hey, Xiaole, how did you pass the five tests? I have been here for five days, and I am the only one who has passed the five tests. , the one next door only passed three or four lanes at most."

Yang Xiaole opened his eyes after hearing this.

The ones next door he was talking about were naturally sent away yesterday. Those people had passed relatively few levels.

It was supposed to be a backup, but now he was the only one who had passed five levels, so he was sent away.

After coming back to his senses, he jokingly smiled and said, "You can get by with long ears!"

"Haha~~You don't have a soft tone!"

Yang Laosan replied angrily, and then smiled: "But you kid has an appetite for me. I thought I was crazy enough, but I didn't expect you to be crazier than me! Hey, how old are you? How are your grades? If the grades are No, come and be my apprentice from now on, you have talent."

"Tsk tsk!!"

Yang Xiaole glanced at him and slapped his mouth.

"Am I your apprentice? Let's forget it!"

"Hey! What's going on! Is it embarrassing to be my apprentice? Do you know? We are the only factory in the factory, and Chang'an Street can be filled with people who want to be my apprentice."

Yang Laosan was a little dissatisfied.

Yang Xiaole laughed when he heard this: "I am the first in my grade. If I work hard, there is still hope for college!!"

Hearing this, Yang Laosan curled his lips and asked, "What's wrong with the college students?".

These words made Yang Xiaole's lips curl up.

Well, you are awesome.

But Yang Laosan does have arrogance.

These days, there are two certificates among the people that are most coveted and most difficult to obtain, one is the university diploma and the other is the eighth-level work certificate.

Although there is no administrative level classification for eighth-level workers, they enjoy the benefits of department, bureau, and supervisor.

Just enjoy the treat.

But this is a height that many ordinary people cannot reach in their lifetime.

Even if you are a college graduate, from the time you officially join the job, if your journey is smooth, you will be promoted as soon as the time comes and you will be promoted as soon as the time comes.

It will take ten years to get to the next level.

As the top craftsman among the eighth-level workers, Yang Laosan did have the confidence to look down on ordinary college students.

To put it harshly, even those college students.

When it comes to retirement, how many can survive to the senior level?
After all, great craftsmen are workers, and their room for advancement is certainly not as high as that of college students, but they can also learn.

It is very easy to learn to be a senior engineer.

There are also many eighth-level workers who have become factory directors and chief workers.

In this situation where the working class is the big brother, Yang Laosan does have the capital to be arrogant.

This situation will continue until the reopening of the economy, or even after a large wave of layoffs, will this situation change.

Of course, all this cannot be counted during the great wave of the past few years. At that time, there were so many people who could not read or understand anything.

It can't even be described as too much.

It should be said: like a carp crossing the river.

Seeing that he ignored her, Yang Laosan suddenly lost the temper to brag.

He just muttered there: "I haven't been back these days, and I don't know how this guy is doing!! Hey~~"

Yang Xiaole was squinting his eyes and sleeping!

Feng Ming didn't come back at noon. I don't know what he was doing.

It wasn't until evening that the other party came back with a sigh.

There is no third option.

Feng Ming looked at the two people and took out a piece of information: "Sign these two confidentiality agreements. Starting from tomorrow morning, we will go to a place. The journey may be quite far. You don't need to know anything in the middle, and don't ask. .When the matter is completed, when you come back, just pretend that nothing happened. Your unit will prepare excuses for you."

The two looked at each other.

Picked it up and looked at it.

I saw a piece of paper written densely inside, telling the confidentiality of the top-secret mission and the consequences of leaking the secret.

Although Yang Xiaole has never experienced it, he also knows that the confidentiality task is taken seriously at this time. If something goes wrong, he will really be treated as a traitor.

After reading it, I picked up the pen and signed my name directly on it.

When Yang Laosan saw this, he naturally signed reluctantly.

After signing, Yang Laosan smiled and said: "Director Feng, I have signed this confidentiality agreement, can you tell me what you are doing?"

Feng Ming put the agreement away and glanced at him: "As I said, you will still come back in the future, so you can choose not to know or not to know. Otherwise, you can only stay there until the confidentiality level is lowered. Only then can I come back.”

These words made Yang Laosan curl his lips.

"Hey, it's this again!"

But he didn't ask again.

When Yang Xiaole was there, he just treated himself as a passer-by, watching and naturally not making any comments.

He was also curious about what it was for.

Since he was going to come back later, let him treat it as a special trip.

At night, it's still the same as yesterday, eat and sleep when you should.

But before dawn the next morning, the two of them were woken up, packed their bags and set off.

Yang Laosan quickly put on his clean smelly socks. After being fully armed, the three of them went out.

Arriving at the yard, a big ass jeep parked in the yard.

It's just that this Jeep is weird.

The glass inside was covered with black paper.

Open the back seat, and even the back row and the driving position are blocked by baffles, so you can't see what's going on outside at all.

For those who didn’t know, I thought they were escorting prisoners!
"Get in the car!"

Feng Ming gestured to the two of them and then took the lead in getting into the car.

Seeing this, Yang Xiaole and the two naturally followed him and sat in the back row.

It was a bit dark, but it was still quite warm inside.

"Okay, we can go!"

Feng Ming said hello, and the driver in front started to lead the way.

Along the way, Feng Ming was staring at the two people, asking them not to look around.

As the car started, it slowly drove out of the compound.

After driving for half an hour, the car started to bump. It was obvious that it was in the suburbs.At this time, the sky was already turning white.

After an hour of bumpy driving, it was already dark and the car slowed down.

And the sound of training could be vaguely heard nearby.

"One-two-one, one-two-one..."

There were also some vague humming sounds.

force?

Not to mention the driver who just handed the information to the guard on guard, the other party's attitude, just the melody alone made him know where he was.

Why are the troops here?
Although he was confused, he still sat there quietly and waited.

After driving inside for about ten minutes, the car stopped.

After a while, the driver opened the door: "Director Feng, we're here. You can get out."

After hearing this, the three people naturally came down directly.

After coming down, we entered a small airport with a transport plane parked on the runway.

Not far away, there were five soldiers waiting there.

"Just a moment."

Upon seeing this, Feng Ming explained to the two of them and took the information to the soldiers waiting nearby.

The driver drove off and left.

Lao Feng went over and saluted the other party and handed over the information.

"Mom, what are you doing?"

When Yang Laosan saw this scene, he looked around and murmured in surprise.

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole did not respond, but looked around curiously.

Mountains can be vaguely seen all around, and I don't know where this place is. After all, there are many mountainous areas near Kyoto.

After a while, Feng Ming came back: "Follow me."

After saying that, he took the lead and walked towards the plane in the distance.

This plane is a bit old and has a lot of scars. It is the silvery gray color of aluminum alloy.

The cabin opening is under the butt.

The three of them entered the cabin, where two people were waiting.

Several people saluted each other.

The other party put down his hand and said directly: "Director Feng~ Please give me the procedures!"

Upon seeing this, Feng Ming handed the thing over, "Captain Yao, thank you for your hard work!"

The other party took the thing and looked at it, then raised his head: "There is no problem with the information. This is what we should do."

After finishing speaking, he pointed to the seats next to the cabin and said: "There are coats there. You guys should put them on first. Although you are already wearing cotton-padded jackets, you'd better add one to avoid freezing."

Feng Ming nodded: "Okay!"

Then he turned to the two of them and said, "Go put on your coat, it will be cold on the plane soon."

Yang Xiaole and the two looked at the several thick military coats hanging there, went over to find one and put it on their original clothes.

He was already wearing a cotton-padded jacket, but now he looked even more bloated.

His clothes are better, after all, they are children's clothes, and the coat is an adult's and can be put on directly.

Yang Laosan couldn't put it on, so he could only wrap his coat around him.

Sitting on the seats fixed on both sides of the aircraft cabin, Captain Yao from before came over: "I'll fasten your seat belts for you. Although our plane flies at an altitude of only five kilometers, some will still be hypoxic. If there is anything If you feel uncomfortable, please tell me immediately and I will give you oxygen."

He muttered while fastening his seat belt.

The other person was about fifty years old, with dark skin and many cracks on his hands.

Very rough.

"thanks!!"

Yang Xiaole watched him busy and said thank you.

Captain Yao fastened his seat belt and said with a smile, "Don't be afraid little guy, it won't be good if you pee your pants! It's winter. If you want to go to the toilet, you can go when the plane is stable, but Be careful not to freeze your buttocks."

After being tied up, he left with a smile.

Naturally, Yang Laosan next door also has help, but Feng Ming can do it himself.

After the two went back, they tied them up for themselves.

He waited there quietly without any more gossip.

Several people waited for more than half an hour, and the announcement was made on the radio that departure was imminent, and it took a few more minutes for the plane to start.

With a feeling of weightlessness, the plane soared into the sky.

After a while, the plane flew smoothly, and the temperature dropped rapidly.

…………

In the courtyard, Wang Qiuju and a group of women were gathering together and muttering.

Sun Fu's daughter-in-law, Wang Li, complained there: "Look, the ration will be reduced, right? The oil has been reduced from 4 taels to 3 taels, and the grain has also been reduced by three kilograms."

"Yes, this is not enough to eat in the first place, why do you want to reduce it?"

Wang Qiuju frowned as she listened to several people talking there.

Since the last rectification, her ration has been reduced to 27 kilograms for ordinary people. This time, it has decreased by three kilograms and now becomes 24 kilograms. Her daily ration is only eight taels.

The problem is that these eight taels are not all grain. According to the regulations for selling food at the grain station, the previous [-]% of food has become [-]%.

And according to this trend, there is a possibility of further reduction.

Aunt Wang looked at him, thought of something and asked, "Hey, Qiu Ju, where has your Xiaole gone? I haven't seen him in the past few days."

"Who knows! Teacher Fang said that he was the only team member in the school and that he had to go to another school to report. The matter was urgent and he didn't come back. He just left with the school team."

Wang Qiuju said with some pride.

When several people heard this, they felt envious.

After joining the group, you can join D.

Yang Xiaole joined the league so quickly, and was actually able to go to other schools to do reporting work.

This is the kind of treatment only model workers across the country receive!
Coupled with Yang Xiaole's good results, the Yang family will have a literary star in the future!

Before the Yang family came, Fang Mengmeng was the only person in the compound who had any hope of going to college, and that was just a hope.

But Yang Xiaole looks like a college prospect at first glance.

The topic was just opened and then dropped.

Now people are concerned about their food rations, which is a matter of survival.

Not only have the rations of oil and grain been reduced, but the rations of other non-staple food items have also been reduced repeatedly. Even edible salt has shrunk to eight taels per month per household.

…………

After the plane stabilized, Yang Xiaole and others unbuckled their seat belts.

After all, the seat on the side is uncomfortable.

Yang Laosan followed the others and sat directly on the ground of the cabin.

There are some wooden boxes in the middle of the cabin, stacked with some things, fixed with nylon ropes.

Of course there is lunch on the plane at noon.

About ten hours later, the plane landed at an airstrip.

After getting off the plane, Yang Xiaole looked at the Gobi Desert not far away and was stunned for a moment.

Northwest?
PS: There are some situations tonight, so there are a few words.

(End of this chapter)