Take Arada back to the past

Chapter 412: Go upstairs and downstairs, wash your hands and take a shower
Yang Xiaole took the matter of buying a house seriously.

However, the house should not be too big, and it should be a single-family house. This kind of house is not so easy to find.

Naturally, he left it to people like Dalong who would run out whenever they had nothing to do.

Fortunately, Qu Ying clearly rejected the Zhao family's proposal of marriage, so the old Zhao family had no shame to bother.

Several days passed.

Sunday, October 10st.

This morning, everyone got up very early.

There are many things going on today. One is that my eldest brother is moving to another house, and the other is that the Chinese cabbage stored in winter is on the market. I have to bring the cabbage home.

Both of these things are quite important.

Now is the time to pull cabbage, and the two cart masters in the compound have not gone to work.

Li Quanyou helped his eldest brother pull furniture, while Liu Hongsheng helped people in the compound pull cabbage from the grocery store.

Everyone in the entire compound went into battle.

At the eldest brother's new home, Xizi and other strong men were naturally used to move furniture, and people like Wang Xuewu and Liu Jiefang came over to help.

There is strength in numbers.

Except for the wardrobe, which required more people to carry it together, two people carried one item, and they went to carry everything in a short while.

After everything is placed in a specific location, the rest of the cleaning is naturally done by the eldest brother and the others.

It took more than two hours to move everything in the house.

Back in the courtyard, it was also very lively. The whole courtyard was densely packed with cabbage, and every household came together to fight.

Cabbage is drying there.

Compared with the previous few years, this year has finally returned to the lively scene of the past.

Once winter-stored Chinese cabbage starts to come on the market, it heralds the arrival of winter.

The New Year is almost here.

After Yang Xiaole worked hard for a day, he looked at his mother busy cooking, and sighed in his heart.

This year will be a meaningful year.

Because this year is the last Chinese New Year in the next ten years.

Starting next year, there will no longer be a holiday during the Chinese New Year and will continue until the holiday is reopened.

Similarly, the temple fair is also the last temple fair.

"relatives by marriage!"

While thinking, Ding's father's laughing voice came from outside.

Yang Guangzhi was resting in the courtyard when he saw Father Ding and Mother Ding coming over. He smiled and took a cigarette to say hello.

Moving to a new house today, I will definitely come here.

They are also ready.

"The in-laws are here! Come on, sit inside!"

Father Ding carried the things in his hands and walked towards the house with his wife.

"Uncle, auntie."

Yang Xiaole and others smiled and said hello.

"Hey, good!"

Father Ding agreed with a smile, and then said with a smile: "Xiao Gang and Lan Lan are moving to a new home today, so the greenhouse must not be empty of things! Where are they? I sent it to them, but they haven't gone there yet!"

There’s quite a lot of stuff!
There are many things in the net bag.

Yang Guangzhi cursed and then muttered: "They are still packing their things over there, they should be here soon."

After finishing speaking, he said to Xiaoli: "Xiaoli, take your uncle and aunt to your eldest brother's place. Dinner will be served soon."

Seeing this, Xiaoli nodded with a smile: "Okay! Uncle, aunt, you guys are with me. Sister, let's go together."

The last sentence was naturally addressed to Mai.

Then several people walked outside.

After waiting for the others to walk for a while, Wang Qiuju was a little dissatisfied: "Knowing that it's a boy, they are running very diligently. I have never seen them running so diligently before!"

Yang Guangzhi turned around when he saw this: "Okay, stop nagging! I have already promised to others."

Yang Xiaole looked indifferent.

This child cannot be named Ding.

It's just that he can't say it now.

Even if Yang Guangzhi kept his promise, the Ding family would not dare to ask for it.

"Xiao Le, there is your letter at the door!"

Wang Xuewu shouted from the door to the inside.

"Hey, here we come."

Yang Xiaole heard the words and responded, then stood up and walked outside.

When I arrived at the entrance of the alley, I saw a postman standing at the door.

"Yang Xiaole?"

"Ok!"

"your letter!"

Yang Xiaole took it and thanked the postman. When he saw the postman leaving, he opened the letter.

Yang Wensheng.

A letter from the dog.

Ever since he enlisted as a soldier, this guy has been sending letters from time to time.

I took it apart and looked at it.

Over the past few years, this guy's handwriting has become very neat, and it's even better than the doggy style before.

After reading the letter, he frowned.

The letter told him about his recent situation and that he had been promoted to platoon leader.

However, the tone of the letter was somewhat pessimistic.

In fact, the general meaning is that Gou Sheng is going to the south with the army. I don't know if he can come back this time.

After all, everyone knows how tragic the Yalu River was back then.

As for Gou Sheng, he was adopted by Yang Mazi and had no relatives. Now, before leaving, I could only write to him.

Talking about the past things.

Yang Xiaole put the letter away, but he could still feel the deep worry in Gou Sheng's heart.

If Gou Sheng went to the south and died this time, he would really feel guilty. After all, he was the one who suggested that he become a soldier.

Now that I think about it, I don’t know whether it was right or wrong.

Then I recalled what happened this time.

This time the scale was not as large as that of the Yalu River, and naturally the number of people who died was not as large as that of the Yalu River.

Before Gou Sheng stayed on the island, he was a member of the island guarding force and was considered a member of the navy.

Probably traveling with the navy.

Although I'm worried, I feel like it shouldn't be a big problem.

I returned home with my thoughts.

"Whose letter is it?"

Entering the room, Yang Guangzhi was smoking a cigarette. When he saw him, he asked curiously.

"Oh, the leftovers!"

Gou Sheng wrote a letter to him, and his family knew about it before.

And it’s not like I don’t know him, it’s not an exaggeration to say I grew up watching him.

Yang Guangzhi nodded without thinking too much: "Well, how many years has it been? How are you now?"

"Well, it's been six years, I've been promoted, and now I'm a platoon leader in the army!"

"Oh! This is incredible!"

Yang Guangzhi was surprised for a moment, then laughed and said: "The slugs in the past are now lined up!"

Then he looked at Xizi next to him: "If your grades hadn't improved and you had a chance to get into college, I would have asked your uncle to get troops for you."

Xizi smiled and said: "There are troops recruiting troops in the school now, why don't I go there too. I'll show you how to be a general in the future."

These words made Yang Guangzhi roll his eyes.

Yang Xiaole smiled and said: "Actually, it's good for Xizi to join the army now. Why don't we let him go early next year?"

He said it half-jokingly.

The army had been laying off staff because of the peace, but now it is recruiting people again.

Both the junior high school and the high school had people from the military go there.

There are really a lot of people going.

If Xizi can be allowed to go to the army, he can also get some exercise, and he won't have to go to the countryside so much in the future.

Of course, this trouble is just a small trouble for him.

When the two of them heard this, they were both happy.

Not seriously.

Although being a soldier is good, for ordinary people, going to college is the best result for their children.

A few people were talking, and after a while Xiaoli and Xiaomai ran back from outside.

Yang Guangzhi looked at it and asked: "Your eldest brother and the others? Didn't you say that we would have dinner soon and ask them to come over?"

"Oh, I'll be here in a minute."

Xiaoli said something, and then muttered something there: "Hey, Dad, my sister-in-law's father has already named the second nephew. The third generation of the Ding family is a literary generation, and they named it Ding Wenxuan. Isn't it a nice name?" At these words, Yang Guangzhi frowned.

The baby hasn’t been born yet!
The name has already been chosen, which is impossible to say happily.

"Look, I just said it, daddy won't be happy!"

Xiaoli said with a smile.

After saying that, seeing Yang Guangzhi staring at her, Xiaoli stuck out her tongue and changed the subject and asked: "Second brother, let's go to the trust store and pull the bed back!"

Yang Xiaole rolled his eyes: "Why are you in such a hurry! We will eat soon. We have already paid and we can't run away. Have you cleaned up behind?"

"Hey, it's all done. It's not dirty inside, so just clean it up. I think it'll be a while before dinner. It's very close! It's not far. It just so happens that Uncle Li is helping to pull things out of the courtyard today, so he won't go out today."

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole nodded: "Okay, I understand, then go and call someone."

I know that both "big girls" really want to live in a house alone.

Then he explained to my mother and father: "Father, mother, I will give Uncle Li the cigarettes over there later so that I don't have to give them to you."

Li Quanyou helped pull the furniture in the morning. He was going to be busy for a while and gave him cigarettes while eating at home in the evening.

When I move to a new home, I naturally treat the people in the compound to a meal.

But I don’t accept gifts this time. I feel a bit embarrassed to accept gifts all the time.

Just for fun.

Of course, only one head of each family will come over to have some food.

Without waiting for Yang Guangzhi to speak, Wang Qiuju agreed: "Okay, I understand. I will tell your elder brother later."

Yang Xiaole nodded.

Then he left the room.

At this time Xiaoli and Xiaomai came over happily.

Behind him was Li Quanyou, who was riding a cart.

"Uncle Li, I'm sorry to trouble you today."

Li Quanyou responded with a smile: "Hey, we are all from the same hospital, why are you so polite! Is this the trust store at the street in front?"

"um, yes!"

"Okay, let's go!"

After that, he pulled the car and went out.

When Yang Xiaole saw this, he looked at Wang Xuewu and Liu Jiefang who were getting cabbage there.

"Learn martial arts, liberation, go and do a favor! Help pull the furniture."

Hearing this, the two people raised their heads and ran over with smiles.

Then several people rushed outside.

As for Xiaoli and Xiaomai, they naturally help their mother prepare meals at home.

Let’s have dinner later!

When I came to the trust store, I moved up a bed, a desk, and a wardrobe that I had paid for.

Others are not needed.

They are available at home.

The desk is made of beech, and the bed and wardrobe are both made of mahogany, but they are not rosewood or huanghuali, but rosewood, and the quality is quite good.

The price is also very cheap.

These three items together cost eighteen yuan and were sold by one family.

Several people were talking and laughing, dragging the things back to the yard, and working together to move the things to the backyard.

Yang Xiaole naturally gave Li Quanyou two packages for the front door.

Li Quanyou naturally accepted it happily.

Although many cigarettes are now free of charge, they are still Class B and D cigarettes. Class B cigarettes such as the big front door still require tickets.

There are no more high-priced cigarettes in the future, and only cadres are issued cigarette tickets for these cigarettes such as Zhonghua, Peony, and Class A Daqianmen.

After putting things away as requested by Xiaoli and the others, everyone returned to the front yard.

At this time, many people were already sitting in the room, and the food was on the table.

Li Quanyou was naturally called.

After Yang Xiaole came back, all the heads of households in the compound came over, and even Qu Ying from next door was called over.

And Mrs. Yang in the backyard.

There is no good wine, but the casual wine that does not require tickets will suffice.

The one who is busy is naturally the eldest brother, who is there to accompany the drink.

There was no room to sit at the table, so Yang Xiaole and others naturally helped with the work for a while. At about the same time, they took their rice bowls and ate a little next to them.

The wine table was also very lively.

I don't know if Ding's father has already chosen a name for his eldest grandson, but he feels unhappy.

He invited people in the compound to accompany him for drinks, and Lao Ding was indeed happy.

In the end, Li Quanyou was asked to pull a cart and send him back.

After everyone had had enough wine and food, they dispersed.

Wang Qiuju was left complaining: "As you said, people came to your door, and you made them look like that."

Yang Guangzhi said angrily: "What's the point? He is happy and happy to drink so much."

Hearing this, Wang Qiuju rolled her eyes at him.

Knowing that his man was unhappy, he didn't say anything.

That night, the two sisters, Mai Xiaoli, moved into the new house.

……

The eldest brother has moved, and the big thing has been solved. Now we are waiting to see if dad can get a house.

Then the sister-in-law gave birth to a baby.

But then, basically there will be a meeting in the compound every few days to convey the spirit of the above.

And the same goes for schools.

Like boiling water about to boil.

There are already small bubbles popping up.

……

This afternoon, Yang Xiaole was in class, and everyone went to the school playground to hold a teacher-student meeting.

Regarding this teacher-student conference, Yang Xiaole understood what was going on.

It is euphemistically called: "Go upstairs and downstairs, wash your hands and take a shower."

Now the fourth middle school and the sixth middle school have been carried out, and now it is finally the eighth middle school.

To put it bluntly, the superiors came to investigate the school. The current meeting is for those who have made mistakes to come on stage to self-examine.

Generally, people who make mistakes only need to wash their hands, but for serious mistakes, they need to take a shower.

I went upstairs and took a shower before going downstairs to pass the customs.

This way you can travel lightly.

Not just anyone can participate. There are only five people in their school who can participate.

Then everyone went to the playground in a hurry.

At this time, the playground was in a mess. People from the junior high school and high school departments were here, and people were looking for their usual places.

"Will the principal of the high school go first?"

"Who knows! Shouldn't the senior leader be at the end? Should he be the vice principal first?"

"Hey, don't tell me, those sophomore students in high school are pretty awesome. They can make the school hold a teacher-student conference..."

"Yeah, we don't have the energy anymore. There's an exam coming soon. If we don't pass, we'll be in trouble."

……

People were discussing for a while who would be the first to speak.

Anyway, they are all principal-level people.

Yang Xiaole stood quietly at the back and listened.

Everyone was talking a lot.

Some were talking about No. 8 Middle School, some were talking about No. 4 Middle School, No. 6 Middle School, and some were talking about Girls Affiliated Middle School, because there have been several teacher-student conferences there.

After a while, someone on the flag-raising platform delivered a speech to open the meeting.

Then several people were reading there with the prepared manuscripts.

As expected of a leader, this manuscript is of a high standard and the review is quite profound.

The general meaning is to admit your mistakes and then make meritorious deeds.

Put more energy into school management and ideological learning.

As the conference ended, the first and second grade students cheered, as if it was a victory.

As for the senior high school students, they no longer have much energy.

Even people like Yu Wenbin, who used to be independent, feel the pressure of academic studies and put their energy into next year's college entrance examination.

At most, I can occasionally participate in some exchanges between students during school breaks or holidays.

Yang Xiaole watched silently.

In fact, the current situation is actually okay, except for the people in the fourth and sixth middle schools who are more violent.

Teachers are already getting injured.

However, with the intervention of the working group and the last time people like Chen Xiaolu were called to talk, the situation has generally faded away a lot.

(End of this chapter)