A gust of north wind blew into the house, bringing a bit of coolness to Ye Haoran.
The door is not open and the windows are closed. As for where the wind is coming from, you can see it as long as you look up. The dilapidated tiles can be used to bathe whenever it rains. There are also several holes in the walls that leak air.
This is his home, but it's not his home.
It is said that it is his home because this house belongs to him. It is said that it is not a home because he is the only one left in the family. Wherever he goes, it is home.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, Ye Haoran calmed down, took out a few bills and certificates from under the sheets and put them in his pocket. He stood up, shook off his clothes, opened the door curtain and walked out.
Only after you come out can you see the whole house.
The dilapidated adobe house was surrounded by weeds more than half a meter high. It was the only family in the surrounding area. As far as the eye could see, a factory building could be vaguely seen, but nothing else.
Look at Ye Haoran himself, he looks like a tramp, with a completely blue jacket and trousers, and a white but yellowed shirt underneath.
Shaking his head, Ye Haoran walked on the grass and walked into the distance without looking back.
After walking for an hour and a half and nearly ten kilometers, I saw the smoke of fireworks and more and more pedestrians on the road.
The clothes Ye Haoran saw on everyone's bodies only had three colors, black, blue, and yellow. It showed how scarce materials were, but everyone's mental outlook was surprisingly good.
Everyone held their heads high and walked steadily, and even heroic spirit could be seen in many people.
A middle-aged man riding a bicycle passed by Ye Haoran. When he saw it, he quickly stopped and asked: "Hello, comrade!"
"Um?"
All the people on the road were walking, but this one was riding a bicycle, and he was dressed upright. He must know more, so Ye Haoran stretched out his hand to stop him.
"Comrade, what's the matter with you?"
The middle-aged man on the bicycle was quite polite, but just a little defensive.
Ye Haoran smiled and asked: "Comrade, could you please tell me how to get to the military transfer office."
The person who was stopped did not speak immediately, but looked Ye Haoran up and down, and then asked: "You just came back?"
"Well, I just got home two days ago and am ready to report."
Hearing this, the man put down his guarded thoughts and enthusiastically stretched out his hand to hold it with Ye Haoran. He laughed and said, "It's quite far away. Do you want me to give you a break?"
Ye Haoran quickly shook his head and said politely: "No, no, you're welcome. I'll just walk over and get familiar with the environment."
Obtaining the accurate address from the middle-aged person, Ye Haoran walked slowly after saying goodbye.
There are some old buildings on both sides of the street mixed with newly built atriums. There are telephone poles made of wood everywhere, and the wires are intertwined like spider webs.
'Gululu'
Halfway through, the Five Zang Temple suddenly issued a stern warning.
I turned around and looked around. There was no restaurant, only a state-owned hotel at the intersection.
What did you want to eat in your previous life? Now I have nothing to eat!
No way, you have to eat when you are hungry.
He raised his legs and walked in. The waiter didn't even look at him. He was sitting behind the counter, eating melon seeds and chatting about home affairs.
Ye Haoran didn't care. He looked at the menu on the wall, then took out the bills from his pocket and walked over and said, "Comrade, stir-fry a plate of dried tofu, a plate of pork liver, and half a pound of rice."
To be honest, I won’t be able to eat enough with this little food, so I can only put some food on it first.
"One dollar and two plus half a catty of food stamps."
The waiter's attitude was understandable to Ye Haoran. After all, it was an iron rice bowl, so it was normal.
The official position is based on who has the highest position. People with names and surnames will naturally be more enthusiastic. But for others, no matter how much money you have or how many dishes you order, your attitude will be like this, whether you like it or not. .
Ye Haoran honestly took out the ticket and handed it over, then found a square table and waited patiently.
He was the only one eating in the whole restaurant, and the food was served fairly quickly, and it didn't take long for him to arrive.
Smelling the aroma of rice, Ye Haoran's Five Zang Temple began to protest violently, picked up the kuaizi and ate it in big gulps.
There is not enough oil and water, and there is not much meat and fish flavor. The flavor depends entirely on salt and meat oil, so the taste can only be described as average.
At this time, I was still thinking about what was delicious or not. It would be nice to be full.
Even after eating and swallowing, one plate of food was completely wiped out after a few big mouthfuls. The waiter at the counter looked disgusted when he saw it, and said to the other person next to him: "Look, another one is starving to death." Those who have been reincarnated as ghosts are as if they have never eaten, and their beautiful face has been lost in vain."
"It's good for nothing. If you're not strong, you can't do any work. You don't even have the strength to get under the quilt at night. It has to be like mine. At night, it's like a breeding pig, humping endlessly."
"Hey, that one in my family is just nonsense. If I don't open my mouth and think about him, I won't even think about it."
The old ladies chatted like that, and Ye Haoran could only pretend not to hear, and speed up his eating.
If he dares to interrupt, two old ladies will immediately stop him and call the police. They will accuse him of being a hooligan and parade him through the streets, so he just has to pretend to be stupid.
After eating, Ye Haoran hurriedly left the state-owned hotel.
After stopping at the Five Zang Temple, my steps became much brisker. After walking for more than an hour, I finally arrived at the Military Transfer Office.
There is only a vertical plaque hanging outside the two-story building and nothing else.
"Hello, comrade, I'm here to write a letter of administrative introduction."
There was a small window on the right side of the door. Behind the window, a man in a green coat was busy writing something. When he heard Ye Haoran's voice, he raised his head and asked, "Do you have the letter of introduction from the original organization and the human control cassette?"
"Bring them all."
Ye Haoran nodded and was about to take it out when the person inside said: "After you level up, please wait nearby for a while. It will be my turn to call you later."
"OK."
Ye Haoran took the opportunity to sit on the bench next to him.
I could vaguely hear the man just now muttering: "Who is he if he doesn't serve the motherland at such a young age and wants to come back professionally to enjoy the blessings?"
Being despised again.
He shook his head helplessly.
Every era has given certain missions to contemporary people, and people's sense of honor also comes from this. This is the first time he has felt this unprecedented unity, so there is no need to argue.
The chair was too hard and when my legs and feet were numb, the man at the door shouted: "Ye Haoran, Office No. 3."
I got up, prepared all the necessary materials, took them in my hands, and followed the door number to find Office No. 3.
'Dongdongdong'
"Come in!"
Ye Haoran opened the door and walked in. Before he could say anything, the person sitting behind the wooden table asked, "What are you doing?"
Ye Haoran handed over the person control card and the letter of introduction and said: "Apply for an administrative letter of introduction."
"Have you changed careers? So young?"
The person behind the wooden table raised his head, glanced at Ye Hao and then said something equally curious.
This is normal. Young people these days rarely choose to change careers directly.
He picked up the human control card and took a look at it, frowned and asked, "What's going on?"
"There is no one left in the family, just me. The old squad leader was afraid that the family would be wiped out, so he asked me to change my job."
Ye Haoran finally revealed the reason.
Although the country is cracking down on feudal superstition, it is hard enough for anyone to be exterminated.
"Where are your parents?"
"My mother had a difficult childbirth, and my father died fighting bandits."
Ye Haoran replied nonchalantly. He didn't want to say it, but the yamen that handle the formalities are like this now. Nothing can be done without a clear explanation. If you dare not explain honestly, you will be arrested as an enemy agent later.
"Is there no one else?"
The office staff asked again casually.
"My father also died fighting Japanese invaders in his lifetime."
"Three generations of soldiers?"
The man behind the desk calmed down his expression at this moment, with a solemn and respectful look on his face.
Ye Haoran just nodded and didn't say anything.
The procedure went through very quickly, and I didn't have any trouble with him. He even applied a little more force when he stamped it, and he almost collapsed the wooden table.
"The country will not treat anyone who has shed blood badly. I will call the Organization Department later and I will definitely arrange a good unit for you. Don't worry."
Ye Haoran thanked him, turned around and went to the organization department next to him with the procedures. Here he also needed to apply for a certificate of acceptance, and then he would go directly to the receiving unit to report with three pieces of certificates including the supply certificate of the army. Can go to work.
There are no idle people these days. Anyone who is idle will either starve to death or sleep in a bridge hole and freeze to death.
After waiting in line again, it was finally Ye Haoran's turn.
A little old man over fifty years old looked at Ye Haoran's certification documents, looked left and right, then looked at Ye Haoran, and finally let out a sigh.
"Young man, although you will be alone from now on, you still have to do your job well, but don't lose your temper. If you leave the resettlement unit, we won't be able to control you."
Ye Haoran knew that the other party had good intentions and nodded seriously: "Don't worry, leader, he will definitely work hard."
The little old man put down the documents and did not issue a certificate immediately. Instead, he opened a large book and looked for something. After a long time, he said: "There are still two resettlement sites here. Your level can only be assigned to a clerk." , after all, the years are here to stay, you have to understand."
Ye Haoran nodded to express his understanding, and the little old man continued: "One is to go to the grain depot to check the scale, and the other is to patrol the night at the security office of the steel plant. I suggest you go to the grain depot. Checking the scale is a good job. If you don't go, what's the point? It’s someone else’s.”
Ye Haoran thought about it for a while. Although the grain depot was a good place and earned a lot of money, it was also the first position to be taken down.
When I came here, I just lay down, which is a bit unreasonable.
"No, I'd better go to the security office. Leng Buding is still a little uncomfortable with being free."
I thought the little old man would say something about pity, but unexpectedly he laughed.
"Young man, you are good! But I can tell you that the security office installed by the Organization Department is not an ordinary security office. The commander-in-chief has ordered that all those who have returned from the army must take up their responsibilities."
"Um?"
Ye Haoran was confused for a moment. This little old man stopped talking and pretended to be incomprehensible. The commander-in-chief's office has been sorted out. Will there be a big commander soon?
Seeing Ye Haoran's expression, the little old man seemed to have expected it, and said with a smile: "Do you know that there are four nine cities under the imperial city now, so it is the time to hire people."
Ye Haoran's eyes flashed and he immediately understood what the little old man meant.
'Snapped'
"Promise to complete the mission!"
The little old man nodded and then opened a letter of introduction to Ye Haoran for administrative relations. He only changed the seal when sealing it.
Walking out of the organization department, Ye Haoran smiled.
"That's right, life can be interesting in this way."
After completing the procedures, Ye Haoran did not go to the unit to report immediately, but went to the nearby street office first.
He had no place to live. If he went directly to the unit to report, it would be dark after completing the formalities, and he would have no place to live, so he first found someone to arrange a place for him.
Some people may ask, aren’t all units assigned rooms?
In China, ranking based on seniority is the norm. If you don't work for more than ten years, don't even think about room allocation. Even if it is your turn, it will be a large group of people fighting together, vying for gifts and waiting in line.
So, while waiting for the unit to allocate independent houses, it is better to ask the subdistrict office to arrange a small house to live in first, and then we can study it when the level of room allocation is high enough.
"Auntie! Hello!"
"What do you want to do, young man? You are so handsome, do you want your aunt to introduce you to a partner? Hahaha!"
As soon as Ye Haoran opened his mouth, he was teased by his aunt.
Normal young men usually become shy after being teased, so the aunt achieves what she wants.
Ye Haoran was not the first brother. Although he did not have more beauties than Auntie had ever seen, he definitely had more beauties than her relatives. He didn't care at all if he teased her.
"Auntie, don't worry about finding a partner. You should arrange a place for me to live first."
After speaking, he handed over the cowhide bag in his hand.
"housing?"
The aunt took the cowhide bag and opened it and read it. There were a lot of certificates and letters of introduction. Only after reading it did she understand the purpose of Ye Haoran's visit.
"Comrade Xiaoye, it's hard to arrange things in such a hurry. You don't have a place to live now?"
Ye Haoran shook his head. The old house was there, but it was leaking everywhere and no one could live in it.
"Oh, that's not easy to handle. How about this? I'll write you a note. You go to the guest house to stay for two days. I'll take care of your housing in these two days. How about that?"
"Okay, no problem. It's just me, so I can live anywhere."
If it weren't for the fact that Ye Haoran changed his job and came back, he wouldn't even think about a guest house or spend any money.
Nowadays, everything belongs to the state, let alone staying in a guest house. Even if you want to bring a car, all you need is a note.
According to Ye Haoran's idea, the aunt could at most arrange a small house in a large courtyard for him, which would be as high as ten or twenty.
There is no way, time is limited, we can only overcome some difficulties.
Prepare to report to the work unit tomorrow. First, go to the guest house to take a shower, and then have a good sleep.
Everything on TV is a lie. When Ye Haoran came to the guest house, there were no beautiful young girls sitting at the bar, not even women.
An old man wearing reading glasses, after checking Ye Haoran's note, took him directly to the room without saying a word.
You don’t have a choice. You can live wherever you want, or you can sleep on the street.
Looking at the simple bed, Ye Haoran shrugged, threw down the cowhide bag with the formalities, took a basin from under the bed and went straight to the water room, to wash off the dust on his body to welcome a better tomorrow.
