The Pioneer of the Rebirth Era

The house Mr. Zhou lives in is not small. After all, the farm tools and other sundries of the whole village cannot be put away even if it is too small. However, the tools and sundries in the past were all piled up randomly, and a little tidying up can free up a lot of space.

Apart from all kinds of farm tools, the most common thing in the house is books, which occupy almost one-third of the area of ​​the entire farm house. In front of the stack of books is a small bed and the quilt is a bit thin, and beyond that are all kinds of sundries.

Since the production team stopped eating big pots, a simple kitchen was simply built with wood and thatch at the entrance of the farm tool room. A pot with a gap at the edge was placed on top of a few pieces of adobe. This is where Mr. Zhou usually eats.

"Brother, let's go." A childish voice sounded in the large but crowded farm tool room.

Mr. Zhou, who was looking down and struggling with the thick brick and some books, raised his head and followed the sound, and two children came into his eyes.

As soon as he entered here, Yang Dongxu was shocked by the piles of books, especially those thread-bound books that looked a little old, which made him almost drool at the thought of antiques.

The extreme silence made Dandan, who was only three years old, obviously a little scared, so he stood for a while and found that his brother hadn't moved, so he couldn't help but pull him and open his mouth to break the silence.

"Go out and play, there's nothing fun here, make trouble here and be careful your grandpa beats your ass." Zhou Yiren looked up at Yang Dongxu and waved the two children to leave.

Zhou Renyi is very tall, over 1.8 meters tall, which is obviously tall now. Several years of hard life, especially the mental pressure, made his hair gray and his waist a bit rickety for him who was only in his forties.

"Can I read those books?" Yang Dongxu obviously wouldn't leave because of Zhou Yiren's words, but pointed to the pile of books behind Zhou Yiren and said.

"Brother, let's go." Before Zhou Yiren could speak, the little cloth point beside him pulled Yang Dongxu again, and tears had already started to swirl in her small eye sockets.

Apparently Dandan, who was only three years old, had never met Zhou Yiren, and she was considered strong enough not to be frightened and cry directly by such a big man. But no matter how strong I am, I don't want to stay in this place.

"Do you want to read a book?" Zhou Yiren glanced at Yang Dongxu, then took off a temple missing from the bridge of his nose, and wiped the reading glasses on his ears with his clothes using a rope as a temple.

"That. Let's talk about it next time." Yang Dongxu smiled apologetically, turned around and took Dandan's little hand, he couldn't hold it, he could only hold it halfway, coaxing: "Don't cry, don't cry, Brother will find you sweets later."

Although the relationship with Zhou Yiren is very important, the younger sister is more important. In his previous life, Yang Dongxu owed a lot to his youngest sister. Later, her sister worked and met her brother-in-law who was far away in SC and married to another place.

He is still a bachelor in his forties and rarely goes home, even for the Spring Festival, he only goes back once every few years. His parents are almost taken care of by his younger sister, and now Yang Dongxu feels less guilt towards his parents than he does towards this younger sister in front of him. Seeing my younger sister crying is naturally a big deal, so I'm going to stand aside for any relationship seeking help.

Looking at Yang Dongxu who coaxed Dandan to leave, Zhou Yiren couldn't help being stunned for a moment. Although his eyes were a bit awkward after taking off his glasses, Yang Dongxu's distance was not far away, and his expression could be seen clearly.

So Yang Dongxu's wry smile just now, helpless, but unable to hide his doting expression was seen by Zhou Yiren. These expressions, which obviously shouldn't appear on the face of the less than six-year-old baby in front of him, were vividly expressed in an instant.

It was as if an adult was doting on his daughter, making Zhou Yiren feel dazzled for a moment. Putting on the glasses in a hurry, Yang Dongxu left only a back view and the words that are often used in rural areas to coax children.

Shaking his head to clear up his dazed brain, Zhou Yiren continued to read with his head down, but Yang Dongxu's appearance left an impression in his mind.

Tang Yang Dongxu obviously doesn’t have it at home. In this era of extreme shortage of supplies, brown sugar tea can only be drunk when sick. Except that my grandpa, as a cadre, can get a better salary and treatment, and occasionally there will be a few pieces of rock candy in his pocket, the whole village can't find a few pieces of candy after searching.

After coming out of the tool house, following Da Liang and those little kids, they ran from the east to the west of the threshing ground, from the north to the south, chasing each other, you didn’t know what you were playing anyway, it was fun.

Holding his sister Dandan and Yang Dongxu also grinning, but obviously not as happy as the little kids around him. He just ran along because he didn't want to relive his childhood. It's just that his small body is a little weak, and it's all due to exercise.

When the older children who went to school at noon came back, the threshing floor became even more lively. Either one bumped into another, or the other beat this to tears, but the tears started to go crazy together after a while.

Fearing that his younger sister would be made to cry because of her small size, Yang Dongxu took her home after the older child participated.

Back home, Yang Dongxu's sister is cooking a pot. There is not much homework in elementary school these days, because there are only two books, Chinese and mathematics. As for English, ideology and morality, those are the textbooks only available in junior high school, and the current elementary school is not so particular.

I don't even learn English very much. How do you say that sentence: I am Chinese, I don't study foreign languages, I don't understand ABC, I will be my successor

So the older girls in the family basically help with housework after returning home, or take care of younger siblings, and it is normal for older girls to work in the fields. Only halfway through the meal, Yang Dongxu's father returned home after the meeting.

"How do you say it?" Mama Yang asked hastily.

"Wait and see, let's see what's going on over there. I don't know that Wang Badao went to the brigade (a few natural village superiors) about the big daddy's fish distribution. He was called to the brigade by that brigade leader last night. Just came back this morning."

"Is Daddy okay?" Mama Yang's complexion changed a bit.

"It's nothing, how could something happen, the hundred and ten families in our Yangjia Village are not easy to mess with." Father Yang waved his hand.

Now the family power in the countryside is much stronger than that of the same village with the same surname in the future. Basically, if one villager has an accident, a group of villagers will rush over. The little kids who go to school know to call the seniors in the same village for help when they fight at school, not to mention that the grandpa is the village head.

Locking up Grandpa would be like slapping Yangjiacun in the face. In this age when face is more important than anything else, even the captain would be beaten.

"Mom, I want to go to grandpa's house to play?" Yang Dongxu shouted during the meal.

"What are you going to do, just stay at home." Yang's mother tapped her son on the head with her chopsticks.

Visiting relatives at this time can be said to be a burden, not too far away. But relatives don't have much to eat, so you must entertain them for the sake of face. Isn't this adding trouble to relatives?

After the beating, Mama Yang put down her chopsticks and said, "Why don't you go to my father's place tomorrow and ask?"

Yang Dongxu's grandfather lived in Ranyoufang seven or eight miles away. Although Yang Dongxu didn't know where the oil workshop was since he was a child, the village was called that.

Compared with Ranyoufang in Yangjia Village, it is smaller, with only about 50 households, but there is a primary school in the village, and it is very close to Ranmiao, where the township government and government are located. Yang Dongxu’s grandfather is the village head of the village. All the ten li and eight townships are famous.

When his mother married his father, it was considered a second marriage. Yang Dongxu's father is regarded as a high climber, and occasionally the husband and wife quarrel. Yang Dongxu's mother always likes to press this matter on his father.

"Okay, I'll ask tomorrow." Father Yang nodded.

Compared with Yang Dongxu's grandfather who can only talk to the captain, Yang Dongxu's grandfather is the one who can talk to the village cadres. The village is obviously higher than the brigade, so the news is naturally better.

Two pieces of cabbage and one carp, don’t think it’s too little. This is already a big gift. During the Chinese New Year, the gift is only two packages of fruit (not fruit, sealed packages of Dajingguo and other gifts) and two packages of sugar. Fuyu's four packs of fruit and four packs of sugar, and Fuyu's addition of some fine flour sanzi is already a decent person.

As for the big fish, no matter how rich people are, they will not give it away, because there is no fish at home. The fish is almost fine in the water, but you just can't eat it.

Looking at the carp, Yang Dongxu felt that yesterday's chopsticks were for nothing. Because the carp is alive and kicking now, it is obviously not just caught from the Zhaizi trench, but the big carp distributed to their family. Yang Dongxu's father didn't kill and clean it at all, but put it in the water tank to raise it.

Why keep it? Naturally, my mother had already planned to give it to my grandfather's house. Even if Yang Dongxu didn't say much during dinner yesterday, he would go to his grandfather's house in the next two days.

These days, visiting relatives can only be done on foot. Although there are ox carts in the village, they are collective property and obviously cannot be taken advantage of by private individuals.

Yang Dongxu's mother hugged his younger sister Dandan, and his father carried a basket of cabbage and carp inside and covered it with a piece of cloth. Although such a gift bucket carrying pole is more suitable to show off.

But Yang Dongxu's father obviously didn't want to cause trouble for the grandpa. After all, people know that they know, so it's wrong for you to show off.

I went to the back house and said hello to my grandpa, and asked my sister Hongying to come back at noon and go to their house to have lunch and go to school. Yang Dongxu had no one to hug him and could only run behind him.

Yang Dongxu, who was out of breath after walking for a distance, sat on his father's neck as he wished, but before holding the basket in one hand and resting comfortably on his father's neck for a while, the little girl in his mother's arms began to cry.

Yang Dongxu had no choice but to come down and let his mother carry it on his back. The younger sister Dandan sat happily on his father's neck. The little hands tightly grasped the father's ears, and with the mother's encouragement, the father grinned.

The distance of seven or eight miles is not very far even on foot, and at this time there are many slanted paths in the field to save distance. Looking at the sun, we set off at about ten o'clock, and arrived at grandpa's house after eleven o'clock.

As soon as he arrived at his grandfather's house, Yang Dongxu cheered and ran to the west of the village. Where is the little master's residence, this is the purpose of Yang Dongxu's coming to his grandfather's house.