Rebirth of Everyday Life In the 1970s

When the boss of the Chen family rushed to the Song's house, he happened to see Song Lingyi burst out angrily, stepped on the bicycle, and left without looking back.

"Uncle San, that was Song Lingyi just now, right?"

"Yeah." Song Fengchen nodded and asked him: "Drink water?"

"Drink, just cool it off." The boss of the Chen family stretched out his hand to wipe off the sweat from his forehead, questioning: "Why did she come back?"

Most of the Song family's mischievous things, the Chen family knew a little bit. Regardless of Song San's past character, he said that his son is not too ugly for his mother, and that it is not bad for his siblings.

As a relative, the second child, Song Lanzhi, has a hard time at home. During the holidays, she has to come back again to see Song San and go to the grave for her parents. Even if she really couldn't spare any time, she would at least ask someone to send Song San something back. Although the amount was small, it was not what she wanted.

It has been six years since Song San was sent back to Yuexi Village by the He family. This is the first time the Chen family saw Song Lingyi's figure appear in Yuexi Village.

It's no wonder that the Chen family boss was so surprised and disgusted.

"I'm looking for something." Song Fengchen concluded accurately.

Seeing that he didn't mean to elaborate, the Chen family boss turned the subject away with interest. He opened his eyes and smiled, took out a piece of paper from his jacket pocket, and handed it to Song Fengchen: "I almost forgot about business. I came here to give it to you. The good news is here."

Song Fengchen took it and opened it, but it was an announcement, not long in content. The first half was to rehabilitate Song's father and Song's mother, and the second half was to announce the punishment of the personnel involved, and they were sent to the study class for "research" and expelled. Public office, directly sentenced... It's quite lively.

The Chen family's boss blinked, how could he feel that his third uncle didn't feel any surprise at all.

Song Fengchen refolded the announcement and planned to choose a good day to burn it to Father Song and Mother Song to comfort them in the sky.

Thinking like this, Song Fengchen raised his head, facing the puzzled look of the Chen family boss, he understood clearly in his heart, and explained: "Song Lingyi has already told me about this just now."

"Oh." The Chen family boss didn't feel disappointed, but suddenly, as if thinking of something, he had a flash of inspiration and asked tentatively: "Song Lingyi suddenly came back, is it for work?"

"Yeah." Song Fengchen calmed down.

The Chen family's boss couldn't help but sighed.

Where did this white-eyed wolf get such a big face.

Speaking of this, Song Fengchen also wondered how to deal with these two tasks?

For Song Lingyi's family, the job of accounting at the lumber mill can be given to the second sister Song Lanzhi, but she only has a primary school education level.

The position of the police is even more inappropriate for the second brother-in-law Luo Minxin. He has never gone to school at all, and he is also getting older with a limping leg.

Song Fengchen couldn't help but feel worried.

At this moment, the corner of his eye fell on the Chen family boss, and his eyes lit up.

The eldest son of the Chen family was puzzled, "What's the matter with the third uncle?"

Song Fengchen thought for a while and asked him, "Does any of those juniors in your family want to be a public security officer?"

The eldest son of the Chen family was taken aback for a moment, and then he understood what Song Fengchen meant. His heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and he nodded hurriedly: "Yes, the eldest son of the second family likes to dance knives and guns since he was a child, and he is also clever."

His second son is about the same age as the second child. The reason why he gave up such a good opportunity to the second family was purely because he was able to hold the position of the captain of the production brigade in the village. Shaoli, now that he is up, he can't help but pull the second one.

As for the second child's ambition to be a doctor who rescues the wounded, this point was directly ignored by the Chen family's boss.

"That's OK." Song Fengchen said immediately: "My dad's job as a public security officer is just right for him, but if you think of a way to get my second brother-in-law into the commune, it doesn't matter if your position is free."

The People’s Commune of this year was nominally the country’s most basic administrative organization, but in fact it only assumed some economic functions and had little power. In addition, the communes were oriented to the broad masses of the people, and they did not hesitate to set up administrative departments, which resulted in a large number of government officials.

Therefore, with the exception of certain leaders who control the decision-making power of the commune, ordinary commune cadres can't even get state wages, and the low gold content is pitiful. In most cases, even ordinary workers in the city can't match it.

And the leadership positions of the commune have long been occupied by people strictly, and they can't easily make a position. Otherwise, the old man of the Chen family can't pack all the young people in the commune into the commune?

What Song Fengchen wanted was to let Luo Minxin go to the commune to take a place. After a few years, the commune was reorganized into a township government. With the care of the Chen family, it shouldn't be a problem for Luo Minxin to have an iron rice bowl and eat royal food.

"It's easy!" The Chen family boss grinned.

"Very simple?" Song Fengchen raised his eyebrows.

"It's just one sentence." The boss of the Chen family said with a smile, no way, who said that it was his family who took advantage.

Hearing what he said, Song Fengchen was not polite, "Then my mother's work as an accountant in the wood factory is also given to your house, and you get my second sister in."

"Success." Chen family old nature promised.

Song Fengchen sighed slightly while smiling. In this way, it can be considered worthy of the body of the predecessor.

Unexpectedly, less than three days after the incident, an unexpected person came to the door.

"...You mean, you helped settle my parents' affairs?" Song Fengchen said in disbelief.

He said that so many years have passed since the case of his former parents, and there are so many people involved, so it is so easy to reverse the case.

No, this is not the point.

——It makes no sense to kill his son himself, but he helped himself so kindly.

TV series dare not act like this!

"Yeah." At the undisguised surprise on Song Fengchen's face, the old Dao straightened his chest, not in vain, he spent a lot of time investigating the Song family's affairs.

Song Fengchen opened his mouth, and for a moment, he saw a white holy light on Lao Dao's body.

Immediately afterwards, the old Dao's words pulled him back from stunned.

"Of course I did this for a purpose," the old Taoist looked at Song Fengchen with a calm expression: "I want to recognize you as my grandson."

He felt that he was very sincere.

"Cough cough." Song Fengchen was choked by his saliva. He covered his mouth and looked at the old man with a weird look. A thousand words converged into one sentence: "Your old heart is so big!"

Recognizing a murderer as a grandson is what the old way can do... Wait, there seems to be something wrong, this script is a bit familiar.

The old way is serious: "You killed my son and made me lose my heir. Now you are paying me your own money, just right."

Song Fengchen: These words sound familiar.

The old Tao continued: "Actually, you think I am a grandfather and it is not a loss at all. As for me, my lay surname is Cai. I am a layman. I am a layman. I am a son of Dao. Although it is not as good as the best sects in the monastic world, it can be regarded as an orderly inheritance. It can even be traced back to the Jingkang period of the Northern Song Dynasty, and Changning Temple is the private property of my Cai family..."

"Stop—" Song Fengchen said with a headache: "If you do this, can your son agree to it?"

Listening to Song Fengchen talking about his son, the grief in the eyes of the old Dao flashed, and he struck his neck: "If he knew that the killer became his son, he would be very happy."

The old man is determined to recognize him as a grandson.

Song Fengchen furrowed his brows, as if thinking of something, his eyes lit up and he was sitting tightly: "I have broken my sleeve."

The old-fashioned eyelids are not necessarily raised: "So what?"

Song Fengchen said helplessly: "So even if you recognize me, I can't continue the incense for your Cai family."

"What's the matter, my great-grandfather and grandfather are also broken sleeves, the big deal is that you will find someone who is destined to recognize as an heir like us in the future." Old Tao said.

To put it bluntly, the inheritance of the Cai family has always been just status, not people.

Song Fengchen simply said nonsense: "That's not okay, I am the last single seedling of the Song family, and I recognize you as the grandfather, what will the Song family do?"

The old man blows his beard and stares, "Are you from the Song family? I don’t know. Hugh wants to fool me. Moreover, I helped the Song family to settle the wrongs, and it can be regarded as repaying the cause and effect for you. You and the Song family will naturally repay Nothing to do."

Song Fengchen, who was punctured, opened his mouth and was dumbfounded. After a long time, he sighed and said, "Why are you doing this again?"

The old Dao's straight waist instantly buckled, and he gave a wry smile: "I won't blame you either. Because of the Luo family's affairs, my son Jin Ming has a lot of debts on his back. I am afraid that he is currently in the eighteenth hell. After being tortured and not being a godfather, I was the one who harmed him...You are a good man, if you become his nominal son, you will more or less share a part of the blessing on him, not asking him to escape from prison. Just begging him to suffer less."

The old-fashioned voice changed: "The most important thing is that you are not bad, and your character is not a problem. I can rest assured that the Cai family will hand it over to you."

After speaking, he fixedly looked at Song Fengchen.

When it comes to this, what can Song Fengchen do? He sighed softly: "As you wish."

The author has something to say:

Song Fengchen: In only five days, I changed from a grandfather to a grandson=_=