In the 1950s and 1957, the capital city was gray everywhere. The walls were gray, the tiles were gray, and the roads were gray.
The clothes of the common people are also gray.
But everyone was in great spirits, and everyone had a confident smile on their face.
They believe they can change the country and the world.
Jiang Weidong liked this scene very much. He could feel the strength and belief of the people at this time.
Before he crossed, at least 60% of the pedestrians on the road were low-headed people, and none of them looked at the road.
There is a lot of wariness and comparison between people.
Raise your phone and people will say you were secretly filming.
Mobile phones, clothes, shoes, lipsticks, everything can be compared.
Jiang Weidong is very annoying, this is too tiring.
It seems that the meaning of living in the world is to be recognized by others.
And he doesn't like this, so he wants to live freely.
At this time, he smiled and looked at the scenery of the capital. It was almost dark, so he went to Quanjude and ordered three roast ducks, one to eat now and two to take away.
Naturally, there is hot roast duck in his space, but he wants to try the roast duck of this era.
Probably for psychological reasons, Jiang Weidong feels that Quanjude's roast duck is more delicious and the duck meat is fresher.
He ate three large bowls of rice with the roast duck before he stood up satisfied. Then he bought two large front doors and found a deserted alley. He took out some daily necessities from the space, such as quilts and black leather shoes. , as well as buckets, washbasins, towels, etc.
He then rushed to the courtyard with his things.
Before they arrived at the No. 95 courtyard, they saw a middle-aged man wearing glasses squatting at the door of the courtyard.
This man is Yan Bugui, the third uncle of the courtyard.
The third uncle had a thin face and a gentle smile on his face. He tilted his head and squinted his eyes to look at the passers-by.
Many people recognize him and say hello when they see him.
Yan Bugui saw Jiang Weidong, his eyes lit up, he stood up immediately, straightened his clothes, and then said: "You must be the new resident, hello, my name is Yan Bugui, I am a teacher at the nearby Hongqi Primary School. He is also the third uncle of our compound."
Jiang Weidong was holding something with both hands and it was not convenient to shake hands, so he nodded, "Hello, third uncle, I am a new resident. I will ask you to take care of me in the future."
He is tall and has thick eyebrows and big eyes. He will look into the eyes of the third uncle when he replies.
He doesn't look like a stingy person.
The third uncle immediately thought about it, "Oh, you bought so many things, I will help you carry them in."
"That would be troublesome."
Jiang Weidong knows very well that humans are social animals and need to communicate with the outside world.
He couldn't be alone.
He still wants to communicate with other people in the No. 95 Courtyard, and he is willing to communicate with other people.
As long as others don't mess with him, it doesn't matter what he does.
For example, if the first uncle wants Sha Zhu to support him in his old age, as long as Yi Zhonghai doesn't come to Jiang Weidong to trouble him, even if Yi Zhonghai sucks Sha Zhu dry and uses up all Sha Zhu's savings.
Jiang Weidong didn't even bother to pay attention.
Silly Zhu was not his son, so he didn't bother to pay attention to him.
With the help of the third uncle, Jiang Weidong felt much more relaxed. He and the third uncle entered the courtyard together, walked all the way to the backyard, opened the door, and put all the things inside.
Jiang Weidong then took out a pack of Daqianmen and handed Yan Bugui a cigarette, "Third uncle, smoke."
Yan Bugui took the cigarette and lit it with Jiang Weidong's match.
Just for helping me, I got a cigarette, which was a good deal.
"Comrade, your name is Jiang Weidong, right?"
"Yes, the third uncle has a good memory."
"Haha, I'm a teacher, I have to remember a lot of things."
Yan Bugui paused for a moment, then asked tentatively: "Comrade Jiang, you are assigned to Nanguluo Lane, what about the work? Where is it assigned?"
"The work has been assigned to the steel rolling mill, but I don't know what the specific work will be."
If you have a job and are single, your salary will definitely be enough, and your food will definitely be better than others.
Can make friends.
Yan Bugui secretly rated Jiang Weidong.
"Comrade Jiang, what were you doing before?"
"I was in the army before and got discharged after being injured."
Yan Bugui heard this and asked tentatively: "Have you made any meritorious service?"
At this time, Banggeng ran over from the central courtyard. He didn't go to Jiang Weidong's house, he was just playing on the ground.
Qin Huairu quickly followed.
Under the dim light, he couldn't see clearly, but he felt that Qin Huairu glanced at him a few times.
Jiang Weidong smiled and replied: "I have achieved a second-class meritorious service."
With second-class merit, he might be able to work as a cadre in a steel rolling mill. His salary would be higher and his food would be better.
Can have deep friendship.
Yan Bugui improved his evaluation of Jiang Weidong and looked at Jiang Weidong more eagerly.
"Comrade Jiang, your accent doesn't sound like you're from Beijing. Where is your ancestral home?"
"Originally from Gan Province."
"The old red zone."
Yan Bugui thought for a moment and immediately understood that Jiang Weidong was assigned to the capital because the elders of his family must have made meritorious deeds.
His eyes suddenly became more eager.
What is Genzhenghongmiao? This is it.
In terms of background, no one else in the courtyard could compare to Jiang Weidong.
Such people are born to be officials. If they are placed in schools, the lowest limit is the dean and the upper limit is the leader of the education bureau.
Yan Bugui was even happier when he saw Jiang Weidong didn't refute.
Such people can be cured.
He continued: "Comrade Jiang, it's not convenient for you to come here alone. Do you want to come to my house? Our two families will eat together and let my wife cook for you. Don't worry, my wife is a good cook.
A dish that costs one cent can be made at the level of one dollar. "
Jiang Weidong didn't want to go to Yan's house for dinner and eat pickles according to their roots. He couldn't live such a life.
"No, third uncle, I like to eat alone."
"Oh, have you eaten tonight?"
Jiang Weidong bought daily necessities but not vegetables.
Yan Bugui either wanted to invite him to dinner, or just asked him politely.
As soon as the words came out, Yan Bugui immediately realized that something was wrong. If Jiang Weidong said he didn't eat, it would be difficult for him to answer the question.
"I have eaten. I had dinner before coming back."
Yan Bugui breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, and noticed that the ground between Jiang Weidong's house and Xu Damao's house in front was a little dirty, "I will clean it for you, and so will the Xu family's sister-in-law. She doesn't clean the door of her own house."
Yan Bugui then picked up the broom Jiang Weidong brought and started cleaning enthusiastically.
Jiang Weidong smiled, turned around and went into the house to make the bed. When he made the bed and walked out, Yan Bugui had just finished sweeping the floor.
In order to avoid raising dust, Yan Bugui also brought a basin of water and sprinkled water on the ground.
"Comrade Jiang, I'm from the same hospital. You don't have to be polite to me. I've lived here for a long time. If you have any questions in the future, you can come to me. I can give you some advice."
Jiang Weidong nodded, then took out five fruit candies from the space and put them in Yan Bugui's hands, "Third uncle, give them to the children at home."
There are countless tons of sugar in his space, maybe dozens of tons. He actually doesn’t like eating sugar, he likes eating fruits.
The reason why I take so much sugar is because sugar is high in calories.
He was thinking that it was the end of the world and he might not have time to eat. It would be more convenient to eat sweets at this time, so he stored a lot of sweets.
Yan Bugui took the fruit candy and his heart beat twice as fast.
This time it’s really a high return.
He is worthy of being an old red zone, a fighting hero, and a future leader.
"Comrade Jiang... I have four children at home. They are all hard-working and usually have nothing to do. If you have something, you can ask them to do it at any time."
After a while, Yan Bugui returned home and sat under the electric light in the living room. As if showing off his treasure, he placed the five candies on the table one by one in a circle.
The Yan family were shocked.
"Dad, where did you pick it up?"
Yan Jiecheng has just come of age and has to think about it. There cannot be such an angry person in the yard.
He guessed he picked it up.
Yan Bugui glared at it, his four eyes flashing with disdain, "What are you talking about? This is given to you by the new resident in the backyard. When you see people in the future, you must be polite and rush to do the work."
