Take Arada back to the past

Chapter 408, Big Study
PS: I’m afraid, I’m afraid, there are some things that you can’t touch, it’s embarrassing~~
The next day, Yang Xiaole left the room refreshed, leaving Qu Ying behind who was sleeping.

The two talked a lot that night.

Yang Xiaole also understood that Qu Ying now carries the reputation of her mother being a prostitute and that she grew up in a brothel.

Now graduated from college.

She now has two choices.

One is to continue to carry this reputation and live in this compound. In the future, he will either find a physically disabled person or find a man whose wife is dead to marry.

It is more difficult to find a handsome young man with a clean family.

After all, every household cares about reputation these days, and no one wants to marry such a wife.

Because there are men in the city who have no shortage of wives.

It is much better to find someone from a rural area than someone with a bad reputation.

After all, humans are social animals and cannot live without a circle.

Another way is to leave here and live in a new place, because the file will not contain Qu Ying's past.

Moreover, files are not something that just anyone can access.

Unless someone reveals it intentionally.

So now Qu Ying's situation is still being spread.

After all, everyone nearby knows everything.

Qu Ying and her mother had planned to work stably for a period of time and then transfer to another place.

Didn't this just happen to be a difficult time, and he also encountered Yang Xiaole.

It can't be done up or down.

Let's go, I can't bear to leave.

Don't leave, I don't know what it will be like in the future...

Yang Xiaole naturally tried his best to comfort the other person, of course, both physically and mentally.

Others may care, but Yang Xiaole never cared.

After all, the other party is not a real kiln sister, she has a clean and innocent body.

And no matter from any angle, Qu Ying can be regarded as his first first love in this life.

Unless he is forced to do so, he will not let him go.

……

It was still dark, and while the people in the compound were just getting up, he quietly left the compound.

After coming out, we went straight to Bingmasi Alley.

When we arrived at the place, the sky was only slightly bright.

There is a black car parked against the wall of the alley. It is the car of Lin Junsheng's employer.

(Some people insist that there were no taxis in 1958.)
Taxis not only take orders on a regular basis, but also accept dispatches from transportation service companies to pick up people at designated places.

These places are usually airports, BJ hotels, diplomatic venues...

I often leave very early in the morning.

Fortunately today, this guy didn't go out.

Just as he arrived at the door, he parked the car and was about to go in, when he saw Lin Junsheng wearing a suit and a white-collar shirt.

The other party was eating two buns in his hand.

After working as a taxi driver for four years, this guy’s current salary is very low!

The starting salary for an ordinary driver is forty, and there are various subsidies.

Lin Junsheng's current salary is at least seventy or eighty yuan.

"Uncle Haozi! Why are you here? Do you have something to do with me?"

It was dark, and when he got closer, he saw Yang Xiaole's figure and was surprised.

Yang Xiaole nodded: "Well, I have something to do with you."

It's the end of October now. Calculated, there is exactly half a year before the wave starts. It's time to prepare.

Lin Junsheng handed him the bun in his hand: "Have you had breakfast? Eat something!"

"I'm not going to eat anymore, I've already eaten."

Yang Xiaole declined.

Hearing this, Lin Junsheng stuffed the buns into his mouth in twos and twos, went to the car next to him and took out a towel to wipe his hands.

"Uncle Haozi, get in the car and talk!"

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole was not polite and came over and sat on the passenger seat of the car.

After coming up, Lin Junsheng asked strangely: "Uncle Haozi, what's wrong? Do you have something to do with me?"

For Yang Xiaole, he was grateful from the bottom of his heart.

During difficult times, other families only ate chaffy vegetables, but they were not hungry at all.

As much meat and grain as they wanted, Yang Xiaole would give it to them as long as they dared to ask for it.

Moreover, Yang Xiaole started supplying peanuts and melon seeds a few years ago, and he has never stopped supplying them until now. After all, even now, peanuts and melon seeds are only supplied during the holidays as an oil.

Basically I try it once a year.

But they eat whatever they want.

Not only that, he and his brother Huzi went to learn driving, including when he drove a taxi after graduation and when Huzi entered the city transportation team, he was all in charge of it.

To put it mildly, he was kinder to them than his own father.

At least that's what he thought.

Yang Xiaole nodded when he heard this: "Well, help me look at this list! There are some people on it. Ask Yingzi and the others to collect some information for me."

After speaking, he handed the notebook in his hand to him.

Lin Junsheng took the thing and looked at it curiously.

I saw many names written densely on the notebook, followed by address, school, and grade.

After looking at it for a while, I didn't understand it, so I raised my head and asked, "Uncle Haozi, what do you mean? What information do you want?"

"Family situation, relatives situation, hearsay is fine, do you have any foreign relatives..."

Yang Xiaole sputtered a lot.

Then he briefly explained the general situation, and then said: "This is not urgent, but it is very important. No matter what method you use, it is best to give it to me before the end of the year, and at the latest half a year. Whether it is with their classmates or friends , just ask me. Of course, no one can find it."

This is the list of junior high and high school students before and after their alley.

The quantity is not very small.

But he only picked one person from the family.

Of course, it must be incomplete. He just needs to know roughly now.

He can't control other places, but they can't be too messy here.

When the time comes, whichever rafter comes forward will be allowed to die first. He doesn't believe that there will be no problem at all.

Even if there is no problem, it doesn't matter. At worst, we will focus on taking care of it when the time comes.

Lin Junsheng looked strange: "Uncle Haozi, can you tell me why you want to ask about this?"

"Don't worry about this. I must be useful. Don't worry, I won't harm you. I don't mean to do anything bad."

Yang Xiaole still explained.

After all, the matter of investigating people is quite sensitive.

Not very important though.

Hearing this, Lin Junsheng looked at the notebook: "Okay, I understand. When I come back in the evening, let Yingzi and the others get it."

Important but not urgent.

Yang Xiaole nodded when he saw this: "Well, don't worry, but remember not to let anyone know. Did you hear it? Go and ask around..."

"it is good!"

Seeing that Lin Junsheng agreed, Yang Xiaole smiled and said, "How is your discussion with Hu Zi's partner? When will you get married?"

The two of them were already eighteen or nineteen when they graduated three years ago, and are now around twenty-three.

It’s also the age to get married.

If she continues, she will become an older leftover girl.

With the conditions of two people, the children of high-ranking cadres may not have much hope, but for ordinary families, it is almost enough if you don't just choose.

Lin Junsheng smiled sheepishly: "That's it. Hu Zi and I have agreed to get married on the 25th of the twelfth lunar month. You can come over for a drink then."

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole smiled and nodded: "Okay, but I'll see when the time comes. If something happens, I might not have time to come over."

Seeing what he said, Lin Junsheng said nothing more.

The two chatted casually for a few words. It was already dawn and Lin Junsheng had to go to work.

Then they said hello and separated.

Yang Xiaole rode a "classic car" towards the school.

When I came to the school, it was still very early before class started.

Waiting there bored.

After a while, I saw people coming in one after another.

The first ones to come in were Gu Lan and the others who lived on campus. Gu Lan looked at him and joked: "Hey, old monitor, why is it so early today?"

Yang Xiaole rolled his eyes.

The people who went to junior high school together have been together for five years after all, and they have also been called monitors for five years.

Since high school, these people like to call him the old monitor.

Now that I've come down, adding an old monitor seems more appropriate. "Don't you guys who live on campus come this early?"

Gu Lan chuckled; "The stupid bird flies first, and the brains can't match those of you who are talented. If we don't do it earlier, we will be doomed. Yingying, don't you think so?"

As he spoke, he smiled at Guan Yingying and said something.

Guan Yingying next to her smiled when she saw this, and came over to put the book down.

He came over with the cake in his hand and placed it in front of Yang Xiaole: "Would you like to eat it? My mother made it!"

When Yang Xiaole saw this, he smiled and said, "I won't eat anymore. I brought it here in the morning. You can eat it."

Although it has returned to the past, Guan Yingying's family is not very good.

"Hey, it's a waste if you give him food. A capitalist lady will definitely bring him food soon!! It won't be good if people see it!"

Gu Lan was joking next to him.

Guan Yingying rolled her eyes when she heard this: "What nonsense are you talking about!"

But I still took the things back.

I ate there quietly and read a book.

"Last night, you ran away again and didn't attend the self-study class again."

Gu Lan muttered to Yang Xiaole there.

Guan Yingying said with a smile while eating: "His grades don't require self-study."

Gu Lan heard this and thought about it: "Yeah, this guy hasn't had a few self-study classes."

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole just smiled.

Now that I'm in my senior year of high school, I'm starting to get nervous with my studies, so my evening self-study has naturally started already.

However, except for occasionally joining in the fun to wait for Qu Ying to get out of school, and participating a few times, he basically did not participate in the usual self-study.

Now that Qu Ying has obtained her certificate, she naturally doesn't have to attend self-study classes anymore.

Yang Xiaole looked at people like Guan Yingying who were reading seriously there. There were still many people who paid attention to the college entrance examination and did not participate in those messy things.

Although these people will gradually join in later.

But at least it's not so lively yet.

After waiting for a while, the students in the class slowly came over.

"Here! Do you want to eat?"

Feng Aijun came in, threw his schoolbag on the table, and handed him half a piece of bread.

"It's torn by hand, not bitten!"

By the way, I also reminded you.

He knew that he would not eat Yang Xiaole if someone else bit him, but he still felt guilty in his heart.

I don’t know if he will eat the food bitten by his female classmate.

Yang Xiaole rolled his eyes: "I'm not hungry, I've eaten."

He also experienced high school.

This is the stage in his life where he will not dislike others for biting him, and others will not dislike him.

Belongs to the stage of youth.

But after all, he has experienced it once, and his mind cannot really be as simple as these students in high school.

Therefore, he is quite uncomfortable with things that have been bitten by others.

"Pull down!!"

Feng Aijun curled his lips, bread is a very rare thing for ordinary people, but you won’t eat it even if I give it to you.

But he also knew Yang Xiaole.

During the difficult times in the past, the only eggs in the compound were eggs from pheasants given by this guy, which made other children in the compound greedy.

Yang Xiaole looked at a newspaper in his hand and pulled it over curiously: "What's the news again?"

Many newspapers today, only some are sold to ordinary people, and many newspapers are sold at different levels.

Feng Aijun's old man is of high enough rank and he must be able to see everything.

But what he can bring out will not be too high.

"Oh! The city's cultural reform group is interested in the cultural sector..."

After Yang Xiaole listened, he frowned and read the newspaper carefully.

There are too many articles like this now, and you’ll know what’s going on after just a little reading.

That is to say, there are bad people in the cultural world, and we cannot let the ideas of these people influence the masses.

After looking at it for a while, he looked down.

When he saw the above introduction, Yang Xiaole knew that he was going to study hard.

Naturally, it’s learning quotes.

In fact, there were many times of study before, and they were all recorded in the newspaper in pieces, and then the people below took the newspaper and read.

In the village, it is usually the production team leader.

Occasionally, the brigade's radio station will announce the announcement.

Now that the book has been published, this is the first systematic study.

School is expected to start today.

Because now is a special time, the school office has their newspaper, which will definitely let people start studying as soon as possible.

As there were more and more people in the class, Yang Xiaole handed the finished newspaper to Feng Aijun.

Then he asked him: "Did you gain anything from going to the High School Affiliated to Qingda University yesterday?"

Feng Aijun nodded and said with a serious face: "Indeed, our school still has not kept up with the pace and is a bit out of touch..."

After Yang Xiaole heard this, he rolled his eyes.

Sure enough it is so!

The role of role models is quite important.

"Xiao Le, have you eaten?"

Hua Yourong came over, sat next to him and asked him.

"He's not hungry. If you have something to eat, you can give it to me!"

Feng Aijun made a joke next to him.

This caused both of them to roll their eyes at the same time.

"Aijun, come out!"

While I was thinking, someone shouted at the door.

Feng Aijun agreed and hurried out.

Watching him leave, Hua Yourong snorted at Feng Aijun's back, and then asked Yang Xiaole, "Do you want to eat eggs?"

As he spoke, he took out an egg.

Regardless of whether he ate it or not, he started peeling it.

After peeling the eggs, he handed the yolk to Yang Xiaole and ate it himself.

Yang Xiaole did not refuse.

Anyway, he never liked the yolk of hard-boiled eggs.

Either fried or stewed eggs are fine, but for salted eggs, I prefer egg yolks.

This scene is no longer strange in the eyes of everyone.

After a while, Feng Aijun came back with a frown.

Yang Xiaole looked at the other person in confusion for a while: "What's wrong? What happened?"

Feng Aijun said with an ugly face: "My grandpa went to the hospital!"

"Ah? Are you okay?"

Hua Yourong said something next to her.

Feng Aijun shook his head: "I don't know, I'm going to the main hospital now to have a look!"

Yang Xiaole nodded when he saw this: "Okay, you go and take a look first. Old Han will come later and I will tell him."

This man is old and must have some health problems.

Fortunately, Feng Aijun's grandfather is not particularly old, only in his sixties.

This age is already the retirement age for ordinary people, but for Mr. Feng, it is just the beginning.

Hearing this, Feng Aijun nodded.

After tidying up a little, I went out directly.

Watching Feng Aijun leave, Yang Xiaole was thinking about it.

I have time to get something for the old man to replenish.

At Grandpa Feng Aijun's level, the longer he lives, the better it is for his children.

After all, he and Feng Aijun have known each other for so many years.

If you can help, please help.

And he couldn't bear to see things like life, separation, and death. Even if it wasn't him, it still felt uncomfortable.

I took my thoughts back and started reading in the morning.

Sure enough, it was just as he thought.

After Lao Han came, the great study began.

(End of this chapter)