The formalities were already more than half completed, and it was time to report to the military headquarters. The regimental leader was speechless after hearing what the political commissar said.
When the old leader brought He Xiaotian back to the army, he asked He Xiaotian to follow him. This has been more than ten years.
"well!"
"Don't sigh. The place where Xiao He changes his job is the best choice. Xiao He is not young anymore, and he will get married and have children there. Let's do the last thing for him. I'll find someone to get some bills and come back later."
"I am coming too!"
He Xiaotian himself did not agree with the doctor's diagnosis of him. He could feel that his legs were slowly getting better day by day, and he estimated that it would take him two or three months to walk without lameness.
The transfer procedures were completed very quickly. He Xiaotian was the battalion commander himself. When he was transferred, he was promoted by half a rank and is now the deputy regiment level.
"You fool, the old leader knew that you were going to change jobs and specially found one of his comrades. Your home is in Beijing, and his comrade is the director of the Industrial Bureau in Beijing. When you go back, ask him to help you arrange a job. This is I put the letter of introduction and some things the old leader gave you in your bag. I put these things that the group leader and I gave you together. I also helped you with your salary over the years and so on. Put it together, remember, don’t open this bag on the way, it contains all the procedures for your job change, as well as your files. Remember, don’t open it, it’s not good if you lose it, you know? These are what you need on the way, I made a small bag for you separately..." The political commissar knew that He Xiaotian's brain was a little short of capacity, and he was afraid of making mistakes on the way.
"Originally, you were stupid and didn't know the specific address of your home. We had to arrange for someone to take you back. Now that you have woken up and we have found a home for you, there is no need for this. This is your home. The specific address. Remember, although you have changed jobs, you are still my soldier! Work hard when you go back! It is best to marry a wife and have a baby! It also makes us happy!" The regiment leader drove He Xiaotian to the train stand.
He Xiaotian did not get on the train back to Beijing, but got on the train to Tianjin. He remembered Liu Xia here, whose hometown was Tianjin, and he wanted to find her. Coming to a strange world, He Xiaotian also understood that this Liu Xia was not that Liu Xia, but this can be regarded as a kind of comfort!
On the Korean battlefield, Liu Xia, as a medical staff, treated the original surgeon's injuries. The original owner was particularly impressed by her and learned her home address during the chat. However, the original owner only remembered that Liu Xia was from Tianjin.
He Xiaotian thought that Liu Xia must be working in Tianjin Hospital after she came back. So when I arrived in Tianjin, I made inquiries in various hospitals.
"Comrade, is there a medical staff named Liu Xia in your hospital?"
"No!"
"Comrade, is there a medical staff named Liu Xia in your hospital?"
"No!"
………
He Xiaotian was very disappointed, even there was no one with the same surname. "Alas! No fate!"
Tianjin is very close to Beijing, only three or four hours away.
He Xiaotian is dressed in military uniform. Although he does not have the collar and cap badge, he looks like a veteran at first glance. With the help of the conductor, He Xiaotian got on the bus to Nanluoguxiang.
Sitting in the car, He Xiaotian looked at the current city of Beijing. Although there are not as many high-rise buildings as in the previous life, this sense of simplicity and simplicity is welcome. The road is not as spacious as in the previous life, but the spirits of the people on the road are very good.
When we arrived at Nanluogu Lane, we found out where the neighborhood committee was after a little inquiry. The first thing I did after coming back was to register my hukou.
"Hello, comrade, who is the director here?"
An aunt frowned when she saw He Xiaotian, then relaxed, and then laughed. This aunt looks about fifty or sixty years old.
"Are you He Xiaotian? The second eldest son of the He family? He the second idiot?"
"Are you...?" Maybe it was a long time ago and there was no such person in the original owner's memory, or maybe he hadn't seen him for many years and his appearance had changed as he got older.
"Hahaha! I am your Sister-in-law Sun! Don't you remember?"
He Xiaotian scratched his head awkwardly, "I don't remember."
"Hahaha! It's okay! Just remember me from now on. I'm the director of the neighborhood committee here now. By the way, didn't I say you were stupid and stupid? What? Okay?"
"Well, okay. It's just that I've been away from home for many years, so I don't remember anything."
"It's okay! You'll remember it when you get used to it. By the way, you... didn't go home first?" Director Sun discovered that He Xiaotian was carrying a big backpack and there were two small bags at his feet.
"Hehehe, I'm thinking of coming here and registering first."
"Oh, that's it! Come on, I'll take you to go through the formalities." Director Sun saw He Xiaotian walking a little lamely, "Why aren't your legs feeling better?"
"Um."
When He Xiaotian changed his job and came back, his household registration would naturally be in the streets of Nanluoguxiang. He Xiaotian took out the procedures and archive materials for his job change from his large backpack. Director Sun helped me get my hukou settled.
"My dear, this is the household registration book. You have to keep it. This is the food book and the non-staple food book. Only with these can you receive food stamps and non-staple food stamps every month. By the way, how is your work arranged? Do you need help from our street?”
"Director Sun, the organizational arrangements have been made, and I still need to find someone to confirm the details. But the Chinese New Year is coming soon, so I want to wait until after the Chinese New Year."
"Well, that's fine. Let's go, I'll take you back."
He Xiaotian packed up his things and followed Director Sun.
"My dear, your sister-in-law died not long after you left. But she also gave birth to a little niece for you. She is now in her second year of high school. Your eldest brother ran away with a widow seven or eight years ago, and the two of them were killed. They were left like this. Fortunately, with the help of people in the courtyard, the two brothers and sisters survived. Especially the deaf old lady in the backyard took care of them the most. It was not three years ago, but also at this time, that the deaf old lady and Zhu Zhu came to us. At the neighborhood committee, the old lady said that she would recognize Zhu Zhu as her godson. In the future, Zhu Zhu would wear sackcloth and pay mourning tribute after her death. Zhu Zhu also agreed. The old lady also said that her property would also belong to Zhu Zhu after her death. These are all prepared in our street. Now that you are back, what do you think about this...?" On the way, Director Sun introduced some situations after he left to He Xiaotian. As for the last words, it was Director Sun's own worries.
"Director Sun, since this matter has been witnessed in the neighborhood committee, there is no need to say anything more. But I remember that the deaf old lady owned a lot of properties. Isn't it bad to give them all to pillars?" The entire courtyard in the memory of the original owner Except for the properties of the Yan family, He family, and Xu family, which are owned by themselves, most of the rest belong to the deaf old lady. But I have seen the Qingman Courtyard, and the deaf old lady has a property in the backyard. Whose memory is the real one?
