Chapter 2 My head hurts!

"Whether it's a misunderstanding or not is not up to you to decide. We will definitely investigate it later. Xiao Du, I'll give you a day off today. Go to the hospital for a physical examination first. You can't be careless about this. Also, when you get home, you must reflect on yourself and don't be so impulsive in the future."

Jiang Xianfa was afraid that something might happen to Du Shaojie's health, and also that the conflict between him and Dai Tong would escalate.

He thought for a moment and decided to give the boy a day off as a reward for Du Shaojie's hard work.

As for how to deal with this matter, he has no say. It still needs to be discussed in the department and even reported before a conclusion can be reached.

"Thank you, Chief Jiang. I'll be leaving now."

Du Shaojie's mind was in turmoil. In line with the principle of saying less and making fewer mistakes, he quickly changed his clothes, then rode an old "28-bar" bicycle and rushed out of the gate of the Heavy Industry Bureau.

There was no such thing as clocking in these days, and there were very few vehicles on the street. He even saw a donkey cart.

It was the middle of winter, and the road was covered with icicles, which made him nervous. Fortunately, his original body had good driving skills, and muscle memory would stay with him for a lifetime unless he changed his body.

After adapting, Du Shaojie felt more and more relaxed, and it only took him more than 20 minutes to return home.

Of course, he pushed his bike up the last slope.

This car was the legacy left to him by his original father and was also the most valuable thing in the family, so when Du Shaojie arrived at the door of his house, he pushed the car directly into the yard.

Du Shaojie's home consists of three bungalows. The yard is not big, and the kitchen alone takes up one-fifth of the space. There is a coal shed next to the kitchen, and a vegetable cellar next to the coal shed. However, the yard is tidy and the snow has been cleared.

"Xiao Jie, why are you back so early today?"

Du Shaojie parked his bicycle next to the coal shed, and a good-looking middle-aged woman in her forties walked out of the house.

She was quite surprised to see that it was her son.

Du Shaojie works in the cafeteria, and he is busy at noon until lunch time. His home is not close to his workplace, and it takes him about an hour to go back and forth, so he rarely goes home for lunch.

Not to mention that it’s only morning now and it’s still early for lunch.

Du Shaojie took a look at the charming woman in front of him and knew that she was the original body's mother Huang Yuxiu. After the original body's father passed away, his mother suffered a major blow and fell ill, and her body completely collapsed.

Normally she can only cook, wash clothes, etc., and can only carry half a bucket of water at most, and she can't carry more than that.

Du Shaojie has two younger sisters, and the pressure of the family's life falls on him, the eldest son, and they live a very tight life.

"I have a slight cold, and the section chief asked me to come back and rest for a day before going back to work tomorrow. It's cold outside, so you should go inside quickly."

Du Shaojie naturally felt a sense of closeness to the person in front of him. He knew that it was the remaining memories of his original body that were causing trouble.

But he had inexplicably traveled to this era, and he still hadn't recovered from the shock. He just wanted to have a good sleep and sort things out.

"Oh then take some medicine and lie down."

Huang Yuxiu pulled Du Shaojie into the house and touched her son's forehead. He didn't have a fever, so she felt relieved.

After the child's father left, Xiaojie became the pillar of the family and could not afford to make any mistakes.

The room at the entrance is the main room, which was originally quite spacious, but it was divided into two rooms. The outer room is the living room and dining room, where the family usually eats or guests come to sit.

The inner room is the bedroom of the two younger sisters, which is furnished with wooden bunk beds and two wooden boxes, and nothing else.

The room on the right hand side of the door is Huang Yuxiu's, and Du Shaojie's bedroom is the one on the left hand side of the door.

There was an octagonal table in the living room (dining room), surrounded by wooden benches. In the corner near the window was an iron washbasin stand, with many pieces of enamel missing from the enamel basin, which looked a bit eye-catching.

There was a fire wall next to the bedroom door, and next to it was an iron stove. The charcoal fire inside was not very strong. Huang Yuxiu was alone at home and had obviously adjusted the damper to the minimum.

The room was neither too cold nor too hot, so you needed to wear a sweater. Du Shaojie hadn't prepared himself mentally, and didn't know what to talk about with Huang Yuxiu, so he just went straight into his room.

There was a single bed, a desk, a stool and a large wooden box in his room. The whitewashed walls looked clean, and there was a row of hooks on one wall where he hung his clothes.

The family is penniless, absolutely penniless.

Du Shaojie took off his coat and fell straight onto the bed.

While looking at the ceiling covered with old newspapers, I was thinking about my own thoughts.

"system."

"System Dad."

"Fuck system."

He first thought of the standard "system" for time travelers, which was written in the novels. However, in vain, his expectations were dashed, and the system father never showed up from beginning to end.

According to his original memory, the history of this parallel universe is highly similar to his previous world, and the trend of the next few decades is under his control. However, it is only the 1970s, and even if he has thousands of good ideas, it is difficult to change the status quo in a short period of time.

He was just an apprentice with two years of work experience, and his monthly salary was only 21 yuan. His family of four depended on this money to make a living.

Then he thought about what happened today, and Du Shaojie felt overwhelmed and his head ached.

"No matter what, this job cannot be lost. We can talk about other things later."

Chaotic thoughts rose and fell in Du Shaojie's mind, and he fell asleep unknowingly.

"Brother, wake up, it's time for lunch."

In a daze, Du Shaojie heard someone talking in his ear.

When I opened my eyes, I saw my older sister Du Xiaomei with short hair standing beside the bed.

Du Xiaomei is 13 years old and is currently in the first grade of junior high school. Her nickname in school is "tomboy". She has a strong personality but is not at a disadvantage. In fact, she is very beautiful, but her appearance partially hides her beauty.

The three siblings all look like their mother, with impeccable looks.

"Ah."

Du Shaojie climbed up and looked at his elder sister with complicated eyes.

The original brother and sister had a very good relationship, which fully demonstrated the style of the eldest son. But he was a "newcomer", not only did he occupy the body of the original body, but he also had a cheap mother and two cheap sisters. For a while, he really didn't know how to get along with them.

Fortunately, the original body was a very dull person. In the words of my childhood friend Su Dapeng, "three sticks can't make a fart."

He uttered a low "hmm" and then walked out.

There was an iron washbasin rack and an enamel washbasin in the corner of the outer room. Du Shaojie washed his face first, then looked up at the mirror on the wall.

A handsome face appeared in the mirror, but the features were somewhat tough and angular.

This face seemed both familiar and unfamiliar. He stood in front of the mirror in a daze for a while.

"Brother is a lazy bum, sleeping in broad daylight."

At this time, younger sister Du Xiaoya ran in from outside, and when she saw Du Shaojie, she came up to him with a smile.

The little girl is 10 years old and still in primary school. She likes to stick to her older brother and is most afraid of her older sister Du Xiaomei. When she is naughty, her mother will yell at her at most, but Du Shaojie usually doesn't say anything. Only her older sister Du Xiaomei will really beat her.

(End of this chapter)

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