Go back to the prosperous days and become a layman

Chapter 625 Chapter 624 Comrade, do you want a child?
When Tang Zhitong first came to Wuhan, lotus root was one of the four dishes and one soup he had for dinner. Although he didn't know what kind it was, it tasted too starchy.

Starch is a good thing, it can make you feel very hungry!

Riding his bike to the edge of Yue Lake, Tang Zhitong looked around but didn't see anyone watching over his bike.

Maybe it's because the area here is so large that walking is too troublesome.

Tang Zhitong rode his bicycle slowly. There were also people fishing by the lake, but not as many as by the river.

Some of them were wearing uniforms and were obviously workers from a nearby factory. They had a bamboo basket next to them and were fishing with a long bamboo pole.

Some people come here to fish by bicycle. They lock their bicycles and leave them behind them, so no one steals them.

There is nothing to see in Yue Lake at this season. All you can see is withered lotus leaves.

Among every withered lotus leaf, there are always a few figures in leather jackets, bending over, pushing a small raft on the water.

I saw the lotus root diggers stretching their arms under the water. In a short while, they could pull up a lotus root. Then, using their left and right hands, they wiped off the mud on the lotus root and put it on the small raft.

The fishermen and the lotus root diggers seem to have a tacit understanding. The working areas are clearly divided and they do not interfere with each other.

Tang Zhitong was riding his bike while pulling lotus roots into the space.

As a person with conscience, Tang Zhitong did not weed the areas that had not yet been worked on, but only picked up some lotus roots from places that had already been dug by the lotus root diggers.

And they don't pull them all out, they only pick up the overlapping lotus roots.

If the lotus roots in a certain area have been dug up clean, Tang Zhitong will stuff a lotus root with lotus buds into the area to ensure that lotus roots will grow again next year.

The whole process is a bit tiring and not as enjoyable as catching fish in rivers, but Tang Zhitong is still happy to do it.

He sings all the prosperous stories on the high platform, but refuses to look down at the living beings.

Tang Zhitong lived his life again and didn't want to be like some people who only cared about themselves.

The evolution of lotus roots determines that they cannot grow to the center of the lake. They will not grow at all as long as the water is deep, so the lotus flowers on the banks of Daming Lake all grow on the edge of the lake.

Tang Zhitong’s 60-meter plug-in is very useful and sufficient.

After riding around the lake for most of the way and picking about a thousand pounds of lotus roots, Tang Zhitong stopped.

At this time, a raft full of lotus roots was dragged to the shore by the lotus diggers, who were already numb from the cold.

The people who were waiting on the shore quickly took over and helped the lotus root diggers into a makeshift shack. They took off their outer waterproof clothes, wrapped them in quilts, and stuffed a hot water bottle into their shed before the work was over.

Tang Zhitong happened to see this scene. People in the old city who eat lotus roots probably couldn't imagine that digging lotus roots would be so difficult and painful.

In many places, people refer to "forging iron, rowing boats, and grinding tofu" as the three greatest hardships in life.

But in Wuhan, it is difficult to get a number for rowing a boat, and digging lotus roots is even more difficult. No one is willing to do the ferryman's job.

Even the most skilled lotus root diggers can only dig 600 to 700 kilograms a day at most, and generally speaking, it is only 300 to 400 kilograms, and that is with fairly good insulation measures.

But right now, there are obviously no such conditions.

Tang Zhitong was planning to go back, but after seeing this scene, he stopped.

"Go away, go away. We don't sell lotus roots here." Because there were dug lotus roots stored here, the person in charge of guarding was very vigilant and waved at Tang Zhitong from a distance to drive him away.

Tang Zhitong smiled, shook his head, and said nothing. He got on his bike and rode towards the area that had not yet been excavated.

Tang Zhitong didn't know whether these lotus roots were ownerless or belonged to the collective. Although he had pulled out a few that had slipped through the net, it would not be nice to just take advantage and walk away.

The lotus root diggers need a glass of white wine more than the workers working in the mines, but the conditions are obviously not met here.

Tang Zhitong did not take out the white wine he had stored, but instead planned to reduce the workload of the lotus root diggers by hanging the lotus roots in the area that had not yet been dug up a little bit.

Except for those kept for seeds and small ones, the large lotus roots are already five or six centimeters below the mud.

This change is not big, but it can greatly reduce the workload of the lotus root diggers. It will be much faster to fill a raft, so they can return to the shack to warm up earlier, right?
Tang Zhitong, thinking that he had done a good deed, happily returned to the guesthouse. Doing good deeds always makes people happy.

I came back early this time and caught the dinner at the guesthouse.

After dinner, Huang Ruifeng called everyone to a brief meeting and talked about the results of his communication with the Municipal Bureau, which was nothing more than what he talked about with Tang Zhitong last night.

Tang Zhitong is familiar with all this, but it seems a bit unfamiliar to a group of people who have been working in the office for a long time.

Finally, Huang Ruifeng even asked Tang Zhitong to speak out.

Although this matter involved exposure, the occasion was a bit small after all, and Tang Zhitong looked down on it. Well, more importantly, he didn't want to be in the limelight, but he didn't refuse Huang Ruifeng's wish.

The department was planning to inspect its cadres this time, and everyone was vying to show off on the way here, so Tang Zhitong was a little worried that others would target him.

But after the talk, wow, everyone applauded and praised Tang Zhitong for his good speech, which even confused Tang Zhitong. Is the office environment in the department so harmonious?
After peeing a few times and feeling hungry again, Tang Zhitong figured it out. How could this be harmony? This was a conspiracy!
Although they have only been here for two days, these two days of visiting the grassroots have allowed all team members to see the real situation here. If they are really selected and transferred here, the quantity will definitely decrease.

I couldn't get enough to eat in the old city, what would I do if I came here? It would be better to go with the flow and give the opportunity to the person who stood out.

Tang Zhitong didn't know whether they had discussed this idea privately or reached an unspoken understanding, but he would definitely not come.

The city bureau's execution ability is still good. Early in the morning of February 2, after each team member arrived at the branch office, the seal engraved with the postal code was already in place.

Some people chose to stay at the branch office to stamp the envelopes, some chose to continue to deliver the envelopes, some chose to post notices, and some chose to go out for fun...

Tang Zhitong continued to follow the delivery in the morning, and "going deep into the grassroots to understand the pain points of people's livelihood" was his task in the afternoon.

Not only has the WH Municipal Bureau delayed letter delivery, the delivery frequency has also been reduced, and deliverymen have to take turns going to the counter to handle business or take a break.

The person Tang Zhitong followed today was the one who ate the sweet potato flour steamed bread, and he was a relative of Xiao Wang.

After delivering to two alleys, Tang Zhitong wrote the zip code and posted the promotional notice at the entrance of the alley. Just as he was about to leave, he saw Master Wang with a bad look on his face.

"Master Wang, why don't you take a break first?" Tang Zhitong hung the small iron bucket with glue on the handlebars and suggested.

"I feel a little dizzy." Master Wang tried to smile, holding the bicycle with one hand and touching his forehead with the other, looking very uncomfortable.

Tang Zhitong estimated that Master Wang had hypoglycemia. Hypoglycemia is a type of malnutrition, not a serious illness, but it is quite scary when it occurs. The eyes go black and the person becomes weak. If you are lucky, it will take ten minutes to recover.

"Have a candy." Tang Zhitong took out a hard candy from his pocket and handed it over. Although he had steamed rice from the cafeteria in his bag, for hypoglycemia, the fastest effective thing is sugar, any sugar will do.

"This... isn't too bad, right?" Master Wang stared at the candy and swallowed, but he still had some sense and didn't reach out for it.

"Eat it. If you pass out, I can't carry you." Tang Zhitong saw that Master Wang's hands had begun to tremble, so he didn't wait for him to take it. He directly peeled off the candy wrapper and stuffed the candy into Master Wang's mouth.

Afterwards, Tang Zhitong first held Master Wang's bicycle and stood it up, then turned around and held Master Wang, letting him sit down on the stone next to him.

Master Wang started by smacking his lips. After he had gained a little strength, he broke the hard candy into pieces and chewed it. However, he did not chew it all, leaving a small piece in his mouth.

Sugar tastes sweet, and sweetness can bring people a sense of happiness. Master Wang wants to keep this feeling longer.

About five minutes later, Master Wang regained some strength and gave Tang Zhitong an apologetic smile: "Tang Cha, I'm sorry, did my old illness scare you?"

"It's okay. Your health is more important. How about you go back first? I'll ask around and deliver the rest of the letters." Although he was unfamiliar with the place, Tang Zhitong was not scared at all. When he first started working as a postman, he often asked people for help.

Many things are actually the same. As long as the masses are mobilized, difficult things will become easy.

But as some people openly and secretly said "cannon fodder", it became increasingly difficult to launch this action.

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"No need, just sit for a while." Master Wang waved his hand and sat on the ground savoring the taste of the candy.

"Okay, then sit for a while." Tang Zhitong sat down next to Master Wang.

One of them felt dizzy from hunger, and the other was in a heavy mood, and they didn't speak for a while.

At this time, a simply dressed woman came out from the entrance of the alley next to her, holding a child in her arms, and walked straight towards Tang Zhitong.

"Comrade, can you help me hold the baby? My stomach feels uncomfortable." The female comrade handed the child to Tang Zhitong while looking towards the toilet at the other end.

"Is this appropriate?" Tang Zhitong hesitated, but when he looked around, there was no one else he could entrust his care to. In this weather, no one would be willing to go out unless it was necessary. Lying in bed was the best way to save food.

"It's suitable, it's suitable, thank you." After the female comrade said this, she stuffed the baby in the cradle into Tang Zhitong's arms without any explanation, stroked the sleeping child with her hand, covered her belly, turned her head and left.

Tang Zhitong always felt something was wrong. She looked at the baby in her arms and saw that the baby was not very old, judging from its weight, length, and the milk crust on its forehead that had not yet fallen off.

When I raised my head, there was no lesbian there.
"Oh no! Could it be that the child is lost?" Tang Zhitong suddenly realized what was happening.

"I'm watching the car, you go chase it." Master Wang raised his arm. Even if he wanted to chase it, he was powerless.

"Okay!" Tang Zhitong stood up immediately. Before chasing after him, he did not forget to tuck up the part that the female comrade had just lifted up. The child was still young and it would be a troublesome thing if he caught a cold.

Even with the help of the plug-in, Tang Zhitong did not see the figure of the female comrade at this moment.

Although it was a bit impolite to scan the women's restroom, he couldn't care less at this moment.

The good news is that it's empty, the bad news is that it's empty.

This is so girly!

Tang Zhitong was angry and anxious. What was going on? He picked up a child while on a business trip?

Forcing himself to calm down, Tang Zhitong recalled the appearance and attire of the female comrade, trying to analyze something.

First of all, he is definitely not a resident of this area, otherwise he would not abandon his child at his doorstep.

Secondly, when she touched the child's face, her fingers were not only rough and skinny, but also seemed to have calluses and cracks. In addition, her clothes were patched. Could she be from a nearby village?

But calling himself "comrade" and not using the local dialect didn't seem like it.

But there was no time to think about anything, Tang Zhitong first ran along the alley towards the main road.

It didn't matter that she ran, but it woke the child in her arms, who immediately started crying.

Tang Zhitong thought as he ran: I hope no kind-hearted people come out. If someone shouts "child kidnapper" or "human trafficker", I will be beaten up, which is the worst thing that can happen. If I waste time, I will not be able to find the child's mother.

Fortunately, Tang Zhitong usually eats well and is very strong, so he doesn't care about the child crying at this time. He just hopes that the child will not be knocked flying.

After reaching the main road, Tang Zhitong saw the simply dressed figure from afar.

"Comrade! Wait!" Tang Zhitong shouted as he ran, trying to shorten the distance between them to within sixty meters as soon as possible. As long as they were within sixty meters, he would not be afraid of losing them again.

Perhaps it was because she heard Tang Zhitong’s shouting, or perhaps it was because she heard the child crying, or perhaps it was because the woman had run out of strength, or more likely because of the bond between mother and child, the female comrade hesitated, turned around, and trotted towards Tang Zhitong.

Seeing this, Tang Zhitong breathed a sigh of relief and slowed down his pace. The two were now less than sixty meters apart.

"Don't cry, don't cry, baby, don't cry." When she got there, the woman took the child from Tang Zhitong's arms while crying, and skillfully unbuttoned her shirt.

Tang Zhitong turned sideways and took two steps to the side, trying his best to block the breastfeeding mother.

With something in his mouth, the child stopped crying instantly. Tang Zhitong just stood there without saying anything.

Occasionally, there would be people passing by nearby, and at most they would just glance over here, but no one would jump out to meddle in other people's business.

After about two or three minutes, the child probably wasn't full and showed signs of whining again. The woman hummed a little tune to comfort the child.

Tang Zhitong heard the noise and knew that the feeding was over, so he turned around and said, "Comrade, don't be so unreasonable. After all, this is a piece of your flesh that fell off your body!"

"Thank you, thank you!" It would have been better if Tang Zhitong hadn't said it. After he said it, the woman started crying again, and while crying, she bowed to Tang Zhitong.

"You're welcome. Difficulties are temporary. They will pass if you persevere. Escaping is not a solution." Tang Zhitong leaned to the side and held the woman's arm with his hand: "Save your energy. You still have children to take care of."

It would have been fine if we didn't talk about this. Once she mentioned the child, the woman cried even louder. If Tang Zhitong hadn't held her back, she would have collapsed to the ground.

Fortunately, even at this time, the woman did not abandon the child again.

However, as soon as the woman cried, the child in her arms, who had finally calmed down, became unquiet and started crying too.

These days, it was common to see women breastfeeding babies on the streets or at the entrances of alleys, and people did not think it was surprising. However, it was rare to see a man standing while a woman held a child and cried, let alone pulling and tugging at the child, especially at this critical moment when the child was starving and cold.

(End of this chapter)