Take Arada back to the past

Chapter 313, bastard, why are you here?

Yang Xiaole came to the platform.

The train has stopped there, and many tanned people wearing sleeveless undershirts are loading goods at the door of the warehouse.

It is this train going to Daqing.

There are many children on the platform of the station.

From time to time, there were sounds of women beating and scolding children, as well as children crying.

Yang Xiaole took a look and went directly to the carriage.

There was only a few hours to go, and he was not going to hide anymore, lest he would be in trouble if the people accompanying him saw him.

This is a vehicle that transports both passengers and cargo.

After coming in, he regretted it.

There was a strong smell of smoke and a strong pungent sour smell in the carriage.

This is the result of not taking a shower for several days in the summer.

Thinking about it, not to mention other things, the young woman I met just now when I bought the ticket came with a little girl from Shaanxi and Guizhou. It would not take more than ten days to get there.

There is no place to take a shower this summer, and the smell is as unpleasant as it sounds.

Unable to bear it any longer, he came out again carrying his things.

It was very hot in the carriage, and many people came out to enjoy the cool air.

"Stop scratching, it's broken."

While I was thinking, the mother and son I met just now were also at the station.

I saw the little girl scratching her neck hard with her black hands, while her mother was nagging beside her.

"pain!!"

The little girl was in some pain.

Seeing this, my mother could only console her: "Be patient, we'll be there soon~~"

Yang Xiaole took a look and saw that there were dense red bumps on the little guy's neck.

It's so hot that I get prickly heat.

Seeing the little girl's distressed expression, Yang Xiaole thought for a while and quietly took out a bottle of toilet water from her bag.

"Here, pour a little, rub it on and it will feel better."

He came closer, smiled at the little girl, opened the bottle in his hand, and motioned for her to take some.

The little girl looked at him and subconsciously stepped back.

Hiding next to mother.

Seeing this, Yang Xiaole smiled at his mother and said, "She has prickly heat. Use this to rub a little bit and it will be better, but it's starting to hurt a little."

The other person stretched out his head and looked at it curiously.

Don't know what this is.

Seeing his expression, Yang Xiaole poured a little on his hand and then wiped a little on his neck.

Instantly, a scent hit my face and a cooling feeling on my neck.

"Try!"

Probably because she smelled it, the woman quickly shook her head: "I can't let it go (I can't bear it), I can't bear it (I can't let it go), it's so precious."

Yang Xiaole probably understood, meaning no, this thing is too expensive.

"It's okay, use a little, it won't make it so itchy!"

After speaking, he took the little girl's hand and held it down a little, then smiled and said: "Wipe it on your neck, but it hurts a little, and you will feel better after a while."

The little girl blinked her big eyes and held the toilet water in her hand.

So delicious.

Then he turned his eyes to his mother.

When the other party saw that it had been poured out, she could only say: "Wipe it, thank you brother quickly."

"Thank you brother."

"You're welcome."

Seeing this, the little girl wiped a little on her neck.

"Sigh~~~"

As soon as she started to apply it, she grimaced in pain.

Tears are about to fall.

"It's okay. It'll be fine in a while. Just bear with it, it hurts a little."

Hearing this, the other party nodded slightly.

After a while, she smiled and said to her mother: "Mom, it's cool and very comfortable."

Seeing this, Yang Xiaole gestured to her: "More."

When the little guy saw this, he carefully opened his hands and bent down to continue.

After catching a little bit, she started to dig it into her stomach.

I even touched my back a few times.

He grinned hoarsely in pain.

Seeing this scene, Yang Xiaole shook his head and said to the mother of the girl next to him: "Please wipe it a little, she can't reach it."

Hearing this, the woman nodded, took some, and carefully applied a little on the little girl's back.

After the woman applied it, she smelled it curiously, and then asked with a smile: "Brother Yuan, where are you going? (Little brother, where are you going?)"

Yang Xiaole blinked.

"You're asking me where I'm going, right?"

"Yes!"

"Oh, I'm going to Daqing too, what about you? Which drilling team are you going to?"

The woman lowered her head and saw that her daughter felt much better. She raised her head and said with a smile, "If you are hungry, you will starve to death."

As he spoke, he made gestures.

"Does provoking mean 1?"

Yang Xiaole understood and asked with a smile. Seeing the other party nodding, he smiled directly and said: "Sister, I'm going to 1204 too, let's go to the same place."

I didn’t expect to go to a place.

"Hey, hey!!"

When the other party saw this, he was also excited and started chattering.

He can still understand if you speak slowly, but if you speak fast, he really can't react, and the native dialect he speaks to women is very authentic.

Although I can barely speak "Mandarin".

Yang Xiaole smiled and nodded gently.

But I still understood what she meant.

He didn't know the woman's name, Zhang Chunlan, but he didn't hear it clearly.

Just call it that.

The man is a soldier. He was planning to return to his hometown where he was going to be discharged from the army this year. However, the train failed to catch up and he planned to leave the next day.

Sometimes fate is so magical.

There is so much tension in the city now, and wherever there are jobs, most of them go back to their hometowns.

The other party originally retired from the army and went home to farm, but he failed to do so. He received an emergency notice that night and followed the veterans who had not left the army to quickly go to Daqing to support the construction here.

The advantage is to become a glorious oil worker.

This time it was a letter asking the two of them to go and settle down.

Yang Xiaole nodded slightly upon hearing this.

While waiting, he also saw an old-fashioned train, exuding a strong smell of gasoline, coming from the station and driving into the distance.

This is a crude oil truck.

Since the first train carrying 6 tons of crude oil entered Kyoto on June 1, trains carrying crude oil have been leaving here from time to time.

After waiting for a while, I heard someone blowing a whistle and calling people to get on the bus.

The car is about to leave.

Seeing this, Yang Xiaole hurriedly urged: "Let's get in the car, it's time to go."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Chunlan hurriedly pulled her daughter onto the train.

He met people who were going there together, and they were still on the same train, so he didn't stay in the space.

Fortunately, you get used to it as time goes by.

Zhang Chunlan was in the front, and Yang Xiaole was in the back. They were two middle-aged men. He really didn't understand what they were saying at all.

Occasionally, Yang Xiaole would smile during a few words of conversation.

Fortunately, after the car started moving, the smell in the car dissipated a little.

It took a total of four hours to cover more than [-] kilometers.

At half past twelve, the car stopped at the platform, and people got off in droves.

After they came out, everyone was confused for a while.

Where to go next!

Not only the others, but also Yang Xiaole was confused for a while.

The entry point is a small square paved with blue bricks.

Not far away are low brick buildings, but they are all connected together. They look new, so they probably haven't been built for a long time.

"The 1047, 1048, and 1049 drilling teams, if you have any, set off! There is no such store after passing this village!"

While thinking, on the edge of the square, there was a man wearing a white sweatshirt, a military green hat on his head, military green pants, and a yellow armed belt.

Hearing the sound, everyone cheered and gathered around.

They asked in a hurry.

The other party was probably a veteran. He was holding a sign with 1047 written on it. He pointed at the numbers and said, "Those who want to go to 1047 will follow me. The others will stay and go to the reception desk."

Then he started shouting loudly again.

At this time, several people raised their hands and went to communicate, and were placed next to each other.

After waiting for a while and seeing no one there, the other party took the people and left.

When we came to the street, a large open truck stopped there, picked up the people and set off immediately.

At this time, Yang Xiaole had already arrived at the edge of the square, where there were several tables.

The banner behind them reads: "Temporary reception point for the Daqing Oilfield Battle Command."

There are also some inspirational banners written around it.

I would rather lose twenty years of my life and work hard to win the big oil field!

When the oil workers roar, the earth will tremble three times!

"Hello, comrade!"

"Ah, hello! What do you do?"

The receptionist, who spoke Henan dialect, held a pen in his hand and placed some registration books in front of him.

"We are here to find someone, from the 1204 drilling team. How do we get there? Just come and ask!"

"Oh, you are family members! Do you have a letter of introduction?"

"Hey, yes. They are family members. I have a letter of introduction."

Yang Xiaole finished speaking quickly, took out his letter of introduction and handed it to him.

At the same time, he gestured to Zhang Chunlan next to him: "Give him the letter of introduction."

"Oh, oh!"

The other party reacted and quickly took out the letter of introduction and handed it over.

The receptionist took it, looked at it, and said with a smile: "No cars from 1204 came today, but the drilling team of 1205 went to refuel and will be back in a while. Just wait and go with them."

Then the two letters of introduction were returned.

Yang Xiaole thanked him, took the letter and asked, "Hey, okay, thank you!! Can we wait here?"

"Hey, just wait here for a while. If you are hungry, they sell food across the street, but they require national food stamps."

As the other party spoke, he pointed to the shop across the road.

Yang Xiaole took a look, but he wasn't hungry, so naturally he wouldn't go there.

As for Zhang Chunlan, she couldn't bear to eat it as soon as she saw it.

Then he said to Zhang Chunlan next to him: "Wait a moment, the car will be here soon."

The other party nodded, carrying a big backpack, holding his daughter tightly and standing beside her honestly.

Yang Xiaole also stood there waiting.

At this time, people in the square also reacted and hurried over to ask.

There was a lot of chattering there for a while.

Several receptionists were there to respond one by one, most of them were family members, and a few others were middle-aged men who came to report one after another.

The scene was chaotic for a while.

But Yang Xiaole felt curious for a while.

It would be better if this woman was from the city, but if she was from the countryside, what would happen to her rations?

The amount of labor here is already huge. If the men's food is divided, how can these men have the physical strength to work?

I couldn't get enough to eat.

Isn’t it too early for this family to go?

Yang Xiaole also discovered that two people also went to the 1204 drilling team.

After waiting for about twenty minutes, I heard someone shouting: "From the 1205 drilling team, those who are coming are getting on the bus! They will leave soon!"

Upon seeing this, Yang Xiaole and the other five people hurried over.

Not only them, but four or five people also went there.

These people were either going to 1205, or were taken there along the way like them.

Yang Xiaole said nothing and followed quietly. When the other party asked, he naturally answered.

Anyway, just follow the arrangements.

About ten people were arranged to stand nearby, and the other party also went to shout around.

Finally, fifteen people got into the car.

At this time, there were a lot of things on the car, all packed in sacks. It looked like they should be grain or other things.

There was no choice but to sit there, so I could only stand there.

Some people just lay down on the sacks to make themselves more comfortable.     The car set off after a while.

He drove slowly outside.

Within a few minutes, the car drove onto a narrow road with busy farmland on both sides, where many children and women appeared.

Ten minutes later, everywhere in sight was a patch of vibrant grass, reeds, grass ponds and swamps, with some woods from time to time, and occasionally some small mounds.

(This used to be a swamp, not the Gobi. The previous article has been changed.)

There is not a single park or square, not a single wide road, only patches of bungalows, covered with dry fortresses and cellars. As far as the eye can see, among the reeds, grass ponds and swamps, there are towering and roaring drilling rigs everywhere.

In time, only Yang Xiaole was in the mood to appreciate the beautiful scenery.

Everyone else was hungry and exhausted.

Some people even fell asleep directly due to the wind.

The distance was not short, with twists and turns, and we drove on the small road. From time to time, we dropped one or two people in the gathering area of ​​some oil wells, and continued driving.

More than two hours later, the car stopped at a gathering area near an oil well.

The driver came down and said hello: "1204 is here! Get off the car."

After hearing this, the five people got out of the car one after another.

The car also drove away.

Yang Xiaole looked at the wooden gate. The wooden signboard on it was somewhat similar to the archway in Kyoto and the entrance to the farm.

1204 Drilling Team.

Several people looked at each other, then walked inside with the things in their hands.

The courtyard was very lively, with people everywhere.

Basically, houses are built there.

Men and women stood on the dirt wall, hammering at it with hammers, while a few children stomped on it with their bare feet.

It can be said that there are bursts of hammering sounds.

Those who are strong use a wooden hammer to beat it, and those who are not strong use a wooden pier, tie it with a rope, and several people pull it together and put it away.

Trim the ground and hammer the earth walls.

Yang Xiaole took a look and saw that this was a base hit.

Clamp the two sides with wooden boards, pour the newly excavated soil into the middle, and hammer directly until the earth wall is compacted, then remove the wooden boards and continue to do other things.

Not far away are cellars one after another.

It means digging a pit in the ground and using wood as a roof. The roof is a little higher than the ground.

He had seen these online in his previous life, but he had never heard of them before in this life!

"Hello, who are you looking for? Is it a family member or an employee who came to report?"

While thinking, a woman wearing a hat and a towel around her neck came over and asked several people.

"We came here to report."

The other two men spoke directly.

When Yang Xiaole saw this, he also said: "The three of us are family members, and we came here to find our relatives."

"Oh, then go there, that house is the team committee."

The other party pointed to a row of newly built earthen houses not far away and said.

After speaking, he left directly.

Several people saw this and walked over directly.

When we arrived at the place, we saw a row of five mud houses, but there was no one inside.

Just as a few people were looking around, someone shouted: "Captain Gao, someone is coming, come back quickly."

This is what a man working not far away said.

"Hey, come on~!"

When everyone was curious, they saw a middle-aged man in his forties coming out of the crowd working not far away.

The other party was dressed the same as the person who picked them up, including a military cap, military trousers, liberation shoes, a gray and black vest, and a gray towel hanging around his neck.

When I arrived at the place, I wiped my sweat, looked at a few people and said with a smile: "Hello, I am the deputy captain of the No. 1204 drilling team, my surname is Gao. Are you visiting relatives or are you here to report?"

Several people asked and told them their purpose of coming.

"Oh, come in, I'll register you."

As the other party spoke, he let a few people in with a smile.

The structure of an earthen house has a few logs supporting the roof, which is somewhat different from those in the city.

"Sit first!"

The other party signaled, went to the washbasin next to him, and washed his hands with the gray water in it.

Just come back.

After the other party sat down, he smiled at several people and said, "For registration, please give me your ID first, and I will register you. Please wait a moment."

The last words were naturally addressed to Yang Xiaole and others.

When Yang Xiaole and the other two saw this, they waited there.

Captain Gao looked at the certificate and transfer letter and started to register there.

It was pretty quick for two people to register.

Then it was the turn of Yang Xiaole and others.

He looked at the three of them and asked, "Who are you looking for? Are they together?"

Yang Xiaole shook his head: "No, I came here alone to find my father. They should also be looking for the child's father."

"Well, what's your name? Does anyone from which team know it?"

"I don't know which team it is from, and I haven't received a letter yet. My name is Yang Guangzhi, and he's coming from Kyoto."

"Oh, I'm looking for it."

After the other party finished speaking, he started looking for it.

I licked my fingers and flipped through page after page, which was very troublesome.

There are a lot of names, and they are not written very neatly.

After flipping through two pages in a row, Yang Xiaole quickly pointed to a location and said, "This one."

"Oh, they are from the Third Squadron, the Sixth Squadron, and Class 7!"

The other party made a soft sound and said to him: "Remember, 367, you will know where it is after you go out and ask someone."

After finishing speaking, he asked Zhang Chunlan next to him, "What about you?"

"A hungry man is..."

Then he started talking.

Obviously the other party could understand it, and he also checked it there.

Seeing this, Yang Xiaole asked him: "Um, Captain Gao, can I go out and look for it myself?"

Hearing this, the other party raised his head: "Oh, okay, then go ahead and don't run around! Don't leave the base. There are farmlands outside. There are many swamps outside the farmland, which is very dangerous."

"Hey, okay! Thank you!"

After thanking him, he came out directly.

Seeing a middle-aged woman, she hurriedly asked: "Well, eldest sister, I want to ask you, where is the 367 team?"

"Oh, over there, over to the house at the back. Look for it."

The other person pointed in a direction and said something to him.

Yang Xiaole stretched out his head and took a look.

He said thank you and then walked over there.

The houses built on the entire base should be simply planned. There are rows of houses every other section, and the distance between the roads on the left and right is almost the same.

As he walked, he looked at the people working.

After walking several foundations for building houses, I finally saw Yang Guangzhi on a foundation that was only half-built.

At this time, Yang Guangzhi's face returned to the dark look it had in the countryside.

After nearly two years of maintenance, my face has lost its luster again.

Fortunately, unlike others, he didn't have any frostbite on his body.

"Dad!! Yang Guangzhi!"

At this time, Yang Guangzhi was hitting the earth wall hard with a wooden hammer, and was stunned for a moment when he heard the sound.

Thought I heard it wrong.

After looking around, I found his figure underneath.

"You bastard, why are you here?"

Instead of the happiness he imagined, he was greeted with a burst of anger.

At this time, the person working also stopped what he was doing.

"Lao Yang, is this your doll?"

A man on the high wall asked with a smile.

Yang Guangzhi smiled and nodded, "Well, he's my son. You're busy, I'll go down first!"

After saying that, he walked down the stairs.

When he came closer, Yang Guangzhi asked him with a dark face, "Why are you here? Are you here alone? Where are your mother and the others?"

Yang Xiaole looked at him and joked: "I came here alone, but my mother knew I was coming! Dad, you didn't even send a letter when you came here. My mother is afraid that you will find me a stepmother!"

These words made Yang Guangzhi's head darker.

"You son of a bitch, what are you talking about?"

Then he said: "I wrote the letter! When I first came here, it was so chaotic. I was working non-stop all day long. How could I find time to write a letter? I wrote a letter last month! This is all in the past. It’s been half a month.”

After saying that, she glared at him: "Why did you come here alone? Your mother is really not afraid that something will happen to you!"

It was said that he was scared after sitting on the train for so long, but this kid actually came here by himself.

Yang Xiaole shrugged, patted his backpack and said, "You left in the winter and didn't write me a letter. Mom was worried that you didn't have any clothes to change, so she asked me to come over and give you some clothes and see how you are doing!"

He looked around and asked curiously: "Why did you come here to build a house?"

In the crowd just now, he seemed to see a few people from the factory, but he didn't recognize them, they just looked familiar.

"There is a shortage of houses here. People who have come here have slept in cellars for several months and are working hard to build houses so they can survive the winter!"

Yang Xiaole looked around and nodded lightly.

The situation here is not very good!

When he came over, he saw that many people were bloated, but they were still working there!

He was terrified when he saw them, fearing that these people would suddenly faint and never get up again.

"Come on, take me to where you live. It's hard to carry so many things."

"Okay, give it to me!"

Yang Guangzhi saw this and took the thing in his hand, "Oh, it's quite heavy!"

Then he shouted to the crowd: "Captain Feng, my child is here, I'll take him back!"

Hearing this, the middle-aged man who was working below agreed: "Okay, go ahead and give you a break!!"

"Hey, okay! Thank you, Captain Feng!"

After saying that, he led Yang Xiaole towards the work area.

As they walked, Yang Guangzhi was nagging: "You are serious, why come here for a good job? It costs money and is not safe. I am having a good time here!"

Yang Xiaole ignored him and looked around.

Then he asked: "Dad, you have been here for three months. How did you get here? There is no place to live, are you still living in a local farmhouse?"

"Well, where else can we stay? It would be nice to have a place to stay."

The two of them were talking and left the working area in the middle, arriving at a gathering place for underground crocodiles.

Like a roof.

When I came to the door, I saw a glorious flag hanging above it.

Seeing his gaze, Yang Guangzhi smiled proudly and said: "You see, this is the glorious flag of our class. Our entire 1204 logistics department only has three flags. They are in our class."

After saying that, he opened the wooden door with a smile.

The first thing you see is a big bed made of wooden boards. There are many quilts on the bed. You can see that there are many people sleeping here, at least seven or eight.

It's probably the class Yang Guangzhi was talking about.

At this time he already understood the structure here.

This is not an army, but it still follows the army's management philosophy.

1204 is a brigade, equivalent to a battalion level.

Below are company-level squadrons, platoon-level squads, and squads.

Then he smiled at him and said, "Is this flag rare?"

"What do you think! This one has to work the most actively, have the most attendance, and do the most work to get this flag."

Yang Xiaole shrugged when he heard his father showing off.

Yes, Dad must have given the wine to someone else, otherwise the attendance would not be so neat.

After all, everyone else looks swollen, and some people get sick from time to time.

And since alcohol is so rare these days, I must take a sip every once in a while. This way I can satisfy my cravings and ensure that no one gets sick.

But just drink it, as long as dad is okay.

"Did you bring me cigarettes?"

Dad opened his backpack, and the first thing he said was not to ask how many clothes he had brought, but to ask if he had brought any cigarettes for him.

While looking for it, I muttered: "Damn, I've been smoking grass leaves for more than 2 months, and my mouth is numb."

Yang Xiaole was speechless for a while, letting him rummage around.

6 bottles of canned braised pork, 1 pack of brown sugar, two cigarettes, and the rest are some daily necessities, soap, essential oil, toilet water and some summer clothes. .

Now that there are still rations, it is reasonable to bring so many canned meats.

At most, it is said to be saved by the family.

It’s just that brown sugar just doesn’t make sense.

But he didn't care. No one would investigate him because of a bag of brown sugar, and it wasn't like he couldn't get it if he had the means.

Dad took out the cigarette, opened it, and lit one with the new firewood in the bag.

Then he puffed out the smoke happily: "It's so comfortable!"

(End of this chapter)