"fine?"
Xiao Guoqing looked him up and down carefully for a while: "Is everything okay?"
Lin Yue shook his head: "It's okay."
At this time, the dizziness caused by time traveling, the tingling sensation of receiving Zhou Bingkun's memory, and the dull pain in the back of his head when he hit the ground had all subsided, and he was completely awake.
Tu Zhiqiang patted the dirt on his body with his gloves, held up his thick cotton hat, and said angrily: "I told you not to go up and fix the problem, but you refused to listen. What now? You fell down."
Lin Yue subconsciously looked back and saw that the logs stacked behind him had rolled to the ground. Then he remembered that he accidentally stepped on it while climbing on it and was brought down by the rolling logs, causing him to fall heavily.
Seeing that he was fine, Xiao Guoqing helped him aside: "Let's take a rest."
Tu Zhiqiang also found a wooden pile to sit on, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, lit one, put it to his mouth and took two puffs.
"National Day, you go ahead and get busy, I'll just take a rest."
Lin Yue waved his hand to indicate that he was fine.
"Okay, if anything happens, please let me know."
"good."
Xiao Guoqing put the cotton hat on his head, stood up and left, and he and his fellow workers picked up the logs on the ground and walked towards the work shed ahead.
呲~
The sound of saw blades cutting wood was annoying, but the workers in the lumber factory were used to it and didn't feel too uncomfortable.
Lin Yue didn't rush to see the mission settings. He sorted out his own situation first.
My identity is Zhou Bingkun, the protagonist of the TV series. He is 20 years old and an ordinary worker at the Hongxing Lumber Factory. He has an old mother at home and is an activist in the streets. My father, Zhou Zhigang, went to Chongqing two years ago to support the construction of the Third Front. My eldest brother, Zhou Bingyi, is currently working in the Liaoning-Shenyang Corps. My sister, Zhou Rong, went to distant Guizhou to pursue her love - the famous poet Feng Huacheng. That is to say , he and his old mother were the only ones at home.
The basic situation of Xiao Guoqing, Sun Qianchao and others, or the families of Guangzi films, is almost the same.
Then came the most important time, late autumn of 1972.
Jichun City is located in the northeast, and the lowest temperature has already dropped below freezing in October, so you need to wear cotton-padded jackets and hats. However, carrying wood is a strenuous job. Usually, you sweat a lot, and some people even open their arms because of the heat.
"Autumn 1972..."
Lin Yue murmured in a low voice and glanced at Tu Zhiqiang, who was sitting next to him and smoking sadly.
At this point in time, I don’t know if it’s too late.
By the way, I haven’t looked at the mission settings yet.
He pulled back the wild horse of his thoughts, turned his attention to the system space, and pulled down the menu to the taskbar.
Main mission: Change Zhou Bingkun’s life trajectory.
Side mission: Get rich first and then get rich later.
Mission Difficulty: Normal.
Mission time limit: 1970s-2016.
The main mission is to change Zhou Bingkun's life trajectory? To be honest, this is for nothing. Now that he is wearing Zhou Bingkun's body, how can he still let the protagonist follow the same old path? What needs to be considered now is how much changes must be made before the system will give a perfect rating.
The strangest thing is the side mission, where you get rich first and then get rich later? Does this mean he is allowed to set up a business in Northeast China to benefit society? Or, as in the past, does this "post-rich" refer to Zhou Bingkun's poor friends?
Of course, the matter of getting rich first must be put aside, at least until after the reform and opening up. Now in the 1970s, what we have to do now is to take care of our family's life, and... Zheng Juan...
He glanced at Tu Zhiqiang. This "Brother Qiangzi" who took good care of Zhou Bingkun seemed to be troubled.
"Bingkun, Bingkun?"
Hearing someone calling him, Lin Yue turned around and saw Sun Ganchao wiped his face with the towel hanging around his neck: "Have a rest?"
"Get some rest."
"Get some rest and come help me."
Lin Yue stood up and stepped forward: "Why don't you ask Tu Zhiqiang to help? Are you afraid of him?"
"Go." Sun Qianchao said, "There are a few of us who are not afraid of him."
Lin Yue looked back.
"What are you looking at? Let's go."
Sun Qianchao dragged him towards the work shed.
…
That evening.
Light type film.
The Guangzi film is composed of five alleys: Guangren, Guangyi, Guangli, Guangzhi and Guangxin. At a glance, there are dilapidated shacks, faded fences, muddy roads, chaotic huts and bottles and cans in the corners. …
In 30 years' time, residential areas of this level will undoubtedly belong to shantytowns that need to be renovated, but in this era, compared with some places in the suburbs, conditions are not bad.
Jingle bell bell~
With the sound of a bicycle bell, a bicycle turned out of the alley ahead. The postman in green military uniform took a look at the surroundings and continued riding east. He didn't know where he fell just now. The canvas on the back frame of the bicycle was The bag was stained with mud and looked a little embarrassed.
Gu Xiang and Lin Yue grasped the car brake, put their feet on the ground, and looked back.
Tu Zhiqiang saw him stop at the entrance of his alley, and he also supported the bicycle with his feet: "What's wrong?"
"Brother Qiangzi, I heard someone said you are married?"
"Ah, that's what happened."
Tu Zhiqiang thought to himself that no wonder the third son of the Zhou family, who always went home with Sun Chaochao and Xiao Guoqing, had to go with him today. It turned out that he had something to say to him.
Lin Yue said in a joking tone: "Why didn't I hear you mention it? Are you afraid that I can't afford the money?"
"No." Tu Zhiqiang hesitated for a while, thinking that since he had heard about this incident, he probably knew who Zheng Juan was: "Your sister-in-law does not have a household registration, and my father has been dead for less than a year, so she has not taken care of things properly. , relatives on both sides have a meal and that’s it.”
"Oh, yes." Lin Yue nodded: "By the way, I still have a pair of useless thermoses at home. I'll bring them to you in two days for good luck."
Tu Zhiqiang said: "No need, your family is not rich either."
"It's okay. As you know, the four of us in the family are all paid. My mother also receives food stamps and other things every month. You usually take good care of me in the factory. For a big event like a wedding, you have to express your gratitude no matter what. Bar."
Seeing that what he said was sincere, Tu Zhiqiang did not stop him.
"Thank you then, Bingkun."
Lin Yue smiled and pedaled the bicycle: "Let's go."
Tu Zhiqiang turned sideways and looked at the retreating figures in the winding alley. He always felt that this little brother of the Zhou family had changed a lot compared to before, and he seemed to be less timid and cowardly.
"Did something happen to this guy?"
He remembered that Zhou Bingkun fell from the pile of wood and hit the back of his head.
…
Needless to say, in a sense, Tu Zhiqiang guessed it right. Zhou Bingkun did go wrong after falling, and he became a different person.
"Bingkun, hey, Bingkun."
A person pulled the bicycle from behind. Lin Yue turned around and saw that it was Qiao Chunyan. She was wearing a floral cotton-padded jacket and a pair of woolen gloves. She then hung a rope around her neck. The dirt coming towards her face... Oh no, the atmosphere of the times, this couldn't help but remind him of his experience in "Love in the Courtyard".
Qiao Chunyan's mother and Zhou Bingkun's mother have a good relationship. The two families are close to each other, and they grew up together. In Beijing dialect, they have a friendship of peeing and mud.
"What did you say to Tu Zhiqiang just now?"
"I didn't say anything."
"You think I'm blind. You just stood there with him in the alley for a long time without saying anything."
"Oh, it's something about the factory. I accidentally fell down and hit my head in the afternoon. He asked me how I was doing and if it still hurt. If I felt nauseous, I should go to the hospital in time."
"Ah? Did you fall? Where did you hit?" Qiao Chunyan quickly took her hands out of her gloves and touched the back of his head with concern: "Is it here?"
"Okay, it's okay."
Lin Yue ducked to the side, pedaled hard, and the bicycle drove forward.
This Qiao Chunyan is just like her character in the TV series, careless and heartless. No wonder Zhou Bingkun has always regarded her as his buddy.
"Hey, give me a ride."
As she spoke, she leaned toward the back of the car and actually sat in it.
Lin Yue glanced back and ignored her.
When he was young, he came home, put his bicycle away, and then opened the door and entered the house.
"Mom, I'm back."
How did he get in? How did Li Suhua push him out and beat him with a towel?
"Look at the dirt on your body. Take a quick pat and tidy up before entering the house."
The old lady really likes to be clean.
Lin Yue had no choice but to stand still and let her slap him, shaking the soil off his cotton-padded jacket.
"I saw Chun Yan'er just now. Did she come back with you?"
"Ah, yes, I met her on the road and asked me to give her a ride."
"I see you two are having a great time chatting." Li Suhua said while observing his expression.
"Yes, she is very happy."
This old lady is just like her performance in the TV series, thinking deeply about having Qiao Chunyan as her third daughter-in-law: "By the way, Mom, where are the industrial coupons I gave you last month?"
"What do you want it for?"
"Brother Qiangzi is getting married. I want to buy a gift to send to him."
This was said easily, but only he himself knew what the drunkard meant.
Li Suhua said: "Bingkun, my mother gave away those two industrial coupons."
