The next day, just after dawn, the four brothers and sisters Zhang Zhifei quietly left the courtyard and walked to the suburbs with paper money and other items.
The four of them paid special attention along the way, for fear of meeting an acquaintance.
They were going to pay homage to their parents. Originally, Zhang Zhifei didn't want to go up in this storm, but his younger brothers and sisters had red eyes because they missed their parents. Zhang Zhifei had no choice but to take them secretly to pay homage to his parents.
When the four of them rushed to their parents' graves in the suburbs, the sun had just risen and the weather was freezing.
The four of them knelt in front of the grave, burned incense and paper, and kowtowed. Zhang Zhifei prayed silently in his heart and promised his elders that he would raise his younger brothers and sisters.
In order to avoid being discovered, the memorial service was hastily ended, and Zhang Zhifei left the suburbs with his younger siblings who were crying like rabbits.
"After we go back, we must not reveal the fact that we went to pay homage to our parents, you know?" Zhang Zhifei asked again worriedly.
"Brother, we know the importance!" Sister Zhang Lili said solemnly.
Zhang Zhiguo and Zhang Qianqian also nodded to express their understanding. Zhang Zhifei was quite pleased with the understanding of his younger brothers and sisters. After several months of getting along with each other and accepting the feelings of the original owner, he already regarded them as his own brothers and sisters.
Zhang Zhifei said to the three of them: "Brother will take you to eat Dong Laishun later."
Zhang Lili frowned and said, "Brother, let's save some money. You are already a grown-up and want to get married!"
Zhang Zhifei touched the little adult's head in a funny way and said: "It's okay. You should eat what you should and keep up with your nutrition. Now that I have three of you little losers, it will be difficult to get married temporarily. But as long as you study hard, you will be able to get married. After being admitted to a technical secondary school, I got a job. At that time, I didn’t have the choice of good girls, so for my brother to marry a wife, you three must also study hard. "
"Yes." The three of them nodded in agreement.
Zhang Zhifei was a little dumbfounded. He was just joking with the three of them, but they seemed to take it seriously. But allowing them to study hard from now on can be regarded as a good thing done unintentionally.
To be honest, Zhang Zhifei is not in a hurry to get married. The original owner was born in 1940 and is only 18 years old now, which is still early!
The four brothers and sister chatted and said thoughtful words before arriving at Dong Lai Shun Hou at about 11 o'clock in the morning. The Dong Lai Shun door is open, but almost no one is there.
Zhang Lili and the others had never been to such a large hotel before, and they were still a little restrained and unaccustomed.
After finding a small table for four people, Zhang Zhifei shouted to the waiter: "Sorry, let's eat."
"Order!" A waiter threw the menu in front of Zhang Zhifei.
The service quality was really bad. Zhang Zhifei wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything in the end.
The waiters these days are all well-connected, and the signs posted on the walls are "No beating customers." This phenomenon is all happening, and Zhang Zhifei can only be out of sight and out of mind.
"Two pounds of mutton, two pounds of Chinese cabbage, one pound of vermicelli, and eight steamed buns." Zhang Zhifei said after looking at the menu.
There were very few people eating here, and the food was served very quickly. Not long after Zhang Zhifei ordered, it was all served.
"Eat the mutton first." Zhang Zhifei picked up a chopstick of mutton and demonstrated to his younger brothers and sisters.
The three of them were hungry and cold, so they imitated Zhang Zhifei and ate hotpot mutton, which was very enjoyable.
It is said that Donglaishun's hot-boiled mutton is fat but not oily, lean but not firewood, cooked immediately after being simmered, not aged after being simmered for a long time, tastes delicious without being tangy or greasy, and it is indeed true.
Zhang Zhifei tasted it once when he traveled to Yanjing in his previous life. I don’t know if it’s because he doesn’t eat enough good food now, or for other reasons. Compared with the mutton-boiled meat of later generations, it feels very different.
The four brothers and sisters ate up all the meat, vegetables and steamed buns in a short time. The younger brothers and sisters didn't even miss the hot pot soup. The waiter seemed to be used to this situation, which made Zhang Zhifei panic inside.
Today is indeed not an era of great material abundance like that of later generations. Many people still do not have enough to eat and are at risk of starving to death. There is no telling when hybrid rice will be successful.
I don’t know how to survive the three years of natural disasters. Judging from official figures from later generations, the population dropped sharply by more than 10 million in three years, which is terrifying.
With more ambition but less energy, Zhang Zhifei had no choice but to live his life well, but he was still filled with panic inside.
After coming out of Donglaishun, he sent his younger brothers and sisters back to the courtyard and left them to study at home. Zhang Zhifei washed himself, took his report, and rode his bicycle to the Yanjing Science and Technology Newspaper Office.
After arriving at the newspaper office, he remembered that today was Sunday and there was almost no one in the newspaper office except for a few people on duty.
"Hello, I want to submit an article, who should I contact?" Zhang Zhifei asked a middle-aged uncle on duty with a lucky mentality.
"Young man, you go find Xiao Gao. This boy is a newspaper manager, and I am the doorkeeper." The uncle said.
"Thank you, uncle!" Zhang Zhifei handed the uncle a big front door, while he himself went to find the Xiao Gao the uncle mentioned.
Xiao Gao is implemented by the newspaper office and stays at the unit on weekends to collect articles.
"You submitted the article." The tall and thin man asked Zhang Zhifei.
"Yes, I don't know who to look for?" Zhang Zhifei replied.
The tall and thin man smiled and said: "You leave the manuscript and contact information. The editor will read it tomorrow. Whether it can be approved needs to be reviewed by the editor. You have recently paid attention to purchasing the science and technology department. If it is published, you can come to the newspaper to collect the manuscript fee. If it needs to be revised, We will contact you."
Zhang Zhifei took out a cigarette and said, "Excuse me, I am Zhang Zhifei, the statistician of the Production Technology Section of the steel rolling mill."
After leaving the manuscript, Zhang Zhifei went to the library of Huaqing University. Their school has a very rich collection of books and is also the best place to receive cutting-edge foreign science.
The current Huaqing students are completely different from those of later generations. They have an ideal and sentiment that urgently changes the face of China, and they work hard for it.
Many of the Huaqing students of later generations went to Citizen State at every turn, preferring to be second-class citizens rather than stay at home to build the motherland.
I don’t know when this trend started. Zhang Zhifei feels that he should pay more attention to this aspect to ensure that this situation does not happen in future generations.
Zhang Zhifei found a book about management and read it carefully. He could quickly get into the mood when reading and became addicted to it. It was not until the staff urged him to leave when the library was about to close that he reluctantly left.
When he left Huaqing University, night had fallen. Zhang Zhifei endured his hunger, found a small restaurant, ate something casually, and then rode his bicycle back home.
Hurrying slowly, the door to the courtyard was already closed when he got home, so he could only knock on the door.
"Who is it!" Third Master Yan Bugui shouted.
"It's me, Zhang Zhifei." Zhang Zhifei replied. To be honest, he really didn't want to deal with them. It's just that living in a courtyard is different from a building. He has to deal with the neighbors, otherwise he will be said to undermine unity.
"Where have you been? You're back so late." The third uncle, wearing a fur coat, asked shivering.
Zhang Zhifei lifted his bicycle over the door frame and explained: "I lost track of time while reading in the library of Huaqing University. I'm sorry to trouble you today."
Yan Bugui locked the door again and replied: "It's getting late. You should go to bed soon. You can't come back so late in the future."
Zhang Zhifei nodded and pushed the bicycle back to his home. His younger brothers and sisters were waiting for him around the stove.
"Brother, hurry up and warm up by the fire. Have you eaten? My eldest sister made stick noodle porridge tonight and left some for you." said the younger sister Zhang Qianqian.
"No, eldest brother ate a bowl of noodles on the way back." Zhang Zhifei sent his younger brothers and sisters to bed.
"Brother, wash your feet and warm yourself up. It's cold outside." My sister Zhang Lili brought a basin of hot water.
Looking at the two sensible sisters, Zhang Zhifei's eyes were a little moist. At this moment, he felt that he had truly integrated into this era. He was no longer alone and had close relatives.
Zhang Zhifei emotionally hugged his two sisters, patted their backs, and said happily: "You are sensible now, and you know that you feel sorry for your brother."
"Well, brother, we're afraid if you don't come back so late," Zhang Qianqian said with a tearful voice.
Zhang Zhifei promised: "It's my fault that I came back late today. I apologize to you and will never do it again in the future."
Zhang Qianqian burst into tears and said with a smile: "That's pretty much it."
Zhang Zhifei also realized that although his younger brothers and sisters were able to cook and eat by themselves, their parents had just passed away, and the foursome's behavior made them very insecure.
I really need to pay attention to this aspect in the future. I can't not come back in the middle of the night. Even if this happens, I must tell them in advance.
To put it bluntly, the eldest of the three of them is only a third-year junior high school student. In future generations, they will still be children.
After sending his younger siblings to rest, Zhang Zhifei read for a while before going to rest.
A night without nightlife is really long.
