Take Arada back to the past

Chapter 74, Telegram

Yang Xiaole ran straight after leaving school without any foolishness.

I'm going to go back, get up early when I go to school tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, and go there secretly, don't give it to the wrong person, after all, they are still working now!
People with the same surname are in trouble.

After I came out, I didn't see my own coal-hauling team back to the commune on the main road.

Instead of waiting, I headed home.

It was around four o'clock when I got home, and just as I entered the door, I heard Xiaoli, the fifth child, crying there.

Yang Xiaole felt strange for a while, and hastened to speed up her pace.

When I came to the yard, only Xizi and Xiaoli were there, and there was no one else.

"What's wrong?"

Coming closer, Yang Xiaole asked Xiaoli, then glared at Xizi: "You want to be beaten, don't you?"

Xizi pouted: "I didn't bully her, she told me to throw my teeth, so I did!"

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole felt strange for a while: "What's the matter? Did you lose your teeth? If you lose your teeth, you will lose them. Why are you crying! It's not like they won't grow any longer in the future."

Xiaoli pouted and cried: "The fourth child threw my teeth on the roof. My teeth were upper teeth. Mother said that after the upper teeth were thrown from the roof, the teeth would grow upwards and become buck teeth."

The fourth brother stopped calling, and called the fourth child directly.

Yang Xiaole touched his forehead when he heard this.

A headache.

As the old saying goes, throw the upper teeth into the soil and the lower teeth into the roof, so that the teeth that grow in the future will be neat and beautiful.

This guy is serious.

Then he comforted her: "Okay, mother is just teasing you! Do you want some sugar water? If you want to drink, I'll go buy some."

"Well, yes!"

Hearing the sugar water, the little guy stopped crying immediately, only sobbing occasionally.

"If you want to drink, don't cry, if you cry, you don't have it."

After finishing speaking, he entered the room and passed by Xizi, really wanting to give this guy a kick.

When the two little guys heard that there was sugar water to drink, they hurriedly followed back to the main room.

Yang Xiaole went into the house and took the key to open his mother's treasure house. He wanted to drink brown sugar, so he took out the can of malted milk.

When they came to the main room, Xizi had already poured the boiling water, "Malted milk? Hey, brother, mother is not here, so pour more, the water is no longer hot at noon."

His eyes lit up when he saw malted milk.

Yang Xiaole looked around after hearing the words, the scissors were gone, and took the key to pry open the tin can of malted milk.

Shake it into the enamel cylinder a lot.

Cover the lid, stir it with chopsticks, and taste it.

Then handed it to the fifth child who was still in tears, "Drink it first, and then give it to me when you are full."

Seeing this, Xiaoli happily took the enamel jar, and started to drink there.

Xizi stretched out her head to look at the water inside.

From time to time, he muttered: "Old Wu, drink less, don't finish it!"

With the third brother speaking, this time Xiao Li held the enamel jar and did not let go, drinking non-stop.

Kill half of it in one breath before letting go.

"Brother, I'm full."

Seeing this, Yang Xiaole took the enamel jar and drank the remaining half.

Finally, it was passed to Xizi.

Xizi took the soup from Ancestral Hall, looked at the little malted milk left, and pursed her mouth: "You all finished drinking, just order it, I won't drink it."

Then he put the enamel jar on the table angrily.

Yang Xiaole raised her eyebrows: "Oh, if you don't want to drink it, then I'll finish it all!"

I'm going to get it after I'm done talking.

"Who said I won't drink anymore."

With tears in her eyes, Xizi picked up the enamel jar and drank.

Yang Xiaole ignored him, and asked Xiaoli, "Where's my book? Where is it?"

"Oh, put it in the house."

Xiaoli pointed to the room, and then said: "Fourth brother is so stupid, he doesn't even know my textbooks, it's useless."

Xizi had just finished drinking, and when she heard this, she scratched her neck and said, "Then I haven't learned any pinyin letters. How can I know it? Ask Third Brother if he knows it."

"Third brother is smarter than you, he will definitely, if you don't believe me, I will show it to third brother."

After finishing speaking, he ran back to the house and took out a Chinese book.

Yang Xiaole took the book and flipped through it casually, knowing why.

Pinyin letters chant!
This thing has just been popularized this spring, and the first batch of people used it was in the second semester of elementary school last year, so Xizi naturally doesn't know it.

Return the book to Xiaoli: "This is the pinyin alphabet. When I have time, I will teach you."

Xiaoli seemed to have pulled back a sentence, and muttered triumphantly: "Look, even if you are not serious in class and lazy, the third brother can do it."

Xizi pouted.

How can this guy know everything!

But he didn't dare to mess with this guy, he couldn't stand the mixed doubles of his parents.

After leaving a sentence, I went out to play and ran away.

Behind her, Xiaoli followed out in a flowery skirt.

Yang Xiaole watched the two leave and shook his head, ready to go back to sleep.

"Yang Guangzhi! Is Yang Guangzhi at home?"

While thinking, a person shouted from outside.

Yang Xiaole turned her head to look over, and there was a man standing at the door, riding a bicycle and stopping at the door.

There is a bag on his body, and the basket on the front of the car is also full of things.

This is postman.

"Young man, is Yang Guangzhi in?"

Seeing him, the other party yelled.

At this moment, Yang Xiaole has already come out, this is a letter!

"Here we come, here we come. Yang Guangzhi is my father. He went out to fetch coal and hasn't come back yet."

The other party glanced inside, took out a piece of paper and handed it to him: "This is your telegram, keep it. Don't lose it! Don't say that I didn't send it."

"Don't worry! Thank you!"

Yang Xiaole took the things and thanked them, then looked at them.

I saw a few words written on a piece of paper: Xiao Gang, coming to the city on the 6th, Guangchun.

Seeing the words above, Yang Xiaole knew that this was a job for his uncle to find a job for his elder brother, and now he has settled down.

After reading it, he glanced at Yang Guangping's house not far away, and the postman also sent a telegram.

It was their third child, Xiaojuan, who was the same age as herself, who received the telegram.

Xiaojuan took the telegram and ran to the village head happily.

Looking at the back of the other party leaving, Yang Xiaole wondered, what's going on?

He didn't know the situation, so he didn't care.

After thinking about it, he folded the telegram and walked towards the production team.

I have to issue a certificate to my eldest brother, otherwise no one will ask for it in the city.

When we came to the team compound, a group of aunts were still kneading hemp rope and weaving baskets. This is what women who are almost busy with farm work do every day.

"Oh, Yang Lan still misses his second brother! He found a temporary worker for Xiaolong and Xiaohu! He said that if he did a good job, he could become a regular worker. It's a pity that people in the city don't drag their families with them. Otherwise, we can followed through."

As soon as he came to the door, Yang Xiaole heard Tian Cuihua showing off.

Yang Xiaole was speechless for a while, did the telegram say so much?

And just temporary workers, as for?

And there is no indicator of conversion from rural areas to non-agricultural ones.

At this time, there are temporary workers in the city and rural areas. There is still no quota for the rural workers, but they can live in the factory and eat meals in the cafeteria.

18 yuan a month, unless you become a regular, it will always be 18 yuan a month.

Just those two brothers, after deducting food, drink and expenses, how much money can they have left.

It's still not worth the meat money that a pig grows in a day!

What's more, the temporary workers couldn't last even half a year when they went to the city. The downsizing hasn't arrived yet, and the factories in the city couldn't hold on to the food supply, so they fired the temporary workers first.

I have to come back at the beginning of next year at the latest, no fuss.

Apprentices can still last for a year or two!
But looking at everyone's envious expressions, Yang Xiaole felt that she was superficial.

Well, temporary workers are indeed a rare resource during this period. If you do a good job, there is no chance of becoming a full-time worker.

At this moment, he thought that the job that his uncle had found for his brother was also a temporary job, right?
That would be meaningless.

Wang Qiuju was making baskets, and when she heard this, she didn't say anything, as if she didn't hear it.

Seeing the third son coming, she took a look, and then continued to work in peace.

Yang Xiaole didn't care about the people next to him, and walked directly into the big tile house.

When he came inside, Yang Qingwen was discussing something with the accountant: "I'll check in the morning after tomorrow. We must do a good job in reception. The situation in the field can't be discovered by anyone."

"Don't worry, the mud has already started to be poured today, and tomorrow the sun will not show the traces, unless you go to the ground to see them."

"Well, that's good!" Yang Qingwen nodded slightly.

After speaking, he looked towards the door and saw that it was Yang Xiaole who thought he was talking about the literacy class!
So I said to him: "Xiao Le, is it about the literacy class! The county is busy with pulling coal these days, so the literacy class will wait."

"Oh, no, sir, I will issue a certificate to my brother, and he is going to the city."

Hearing his words, Yang Qingwen's expression changed.

"Oh, what are you doing in the city? Now he's hauling coal in the mines!"

"Master, I told you, don't talk about it outside. My uncle found a job for my brother in the city. I sent a telegram today. I'll come over and issue a certificate for him."

Yang Qingwen pondered for a moment, then nodded slightly, the village knew about Yang Guangchun's return.

And I know that he has settled in the city, but I don't know why.

"Okay, I'll prescribe one for you."

After finishing speaking, he picked up a stack of letter paper with a fixed format beside him and started writing there.

The head of the printed red flag commune's first production brigade.

From the looks of it, all the production teams in the entire brigade use the same format of letter paper.

The handwriting was ugly, but I could barely read it clearly. After a while, I finished writing. I took out a seal from the drawer, stamped it, and handed it to him.

He made a joke with a smile, "Put it away! If you lose it and get caught in the city, I don't care."

"Don't worry, my lord, I will definitely not do such a shameful thing."

Yang Xiaole took the things and blew them with a smile.

After it was done, he put it in his pocket, said hello and left.

Back in the compound, I was still listening to Tian Cuihua bragging there!
As for my old lady, it is better to tell him when I come back at night, and then walk towards the house.

(End of this chapter)