Tang Xiangxiang was in workshop 12, and when Luo Xiaoyu felt that the little short legs were no longer obedient, her mother finally said it. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Entering the workshop, the workers consciously divided into men and women and walked into the changing room, everyone was in uniform denim blue labor cloth overalls, when Tang Xiangxiang changed clothes, Luo Xiaoyu almost laughed.

Tang Xiangxiang is not tall, just out of confinement, a little plump, but wearing a pair of suspenders, and mopping the floor, her hair is pulled into her hat, much like a middle school student, Tang Xiangxiang thought she didn't know how to explain in a hurry:

"There are several kinds of work clothes, some are cut up, some are like me, and some are in coats, do you know why?"

Luo Xiaoyu shouted in his heart: I want to grow up, I don't want to answer such a childish question. But he still asked with a childlike look on his face.

"Mom, I don't know, you tell me!"

"That's because the division of labor is different, the work is different, I am a turner, in order to prevent the clothes, the hair is rolled into the machine, the bib pants get the clothes stuck inside, and the hair is wrapped in the hat, which is a safety ............"

Tang Xiangxiang patiently explained, while preparing tools, vernier calipers, pencils, various types of drill bits, etc.

In her previous life, she had seen a lot of railway overalls, and what the layman saw was the station, and the suits, trousers, ties, and big-brimmed hats worn on the train were very powerful and magical.

But the workers who worked along the railway line wore navy blue shirts with yellow cloth patchwork on their shoulders.

Blue pants with two bars on the lower body. Straw hat in summer, yellow hat in winter. There were once two limerick poems about the workers of the public works section who repaired and maintained the railway:

From afar, it looks like asking for food,

Take a closer look at the Public Works section.

Luo Xiaoyu was in the public works section when she first joined the work, and her mother once joked that she should not be assigned to the place where I worked, and I saw a group of people asking for food from a distance when I went to and from work, thinking that there was still you among them, so embarrassing, it was best to divide not far away.

Coincidentally, the unit she was assigned was more than 200 kilometers away from her mother.

Luo Xiaoyu was thinking about it, Tang Xiangxiang had already led her out of the room, and everyone stood in a small open space waiting for the roll call.

"Revolution is not a dinner party, not a fuss, not a painting and embroidery..........." The workers held Chairman Mao's quotations in their hands and recited Chairman Mao's quotations with solemn expressions.

Luo Xiaoyu was so stunned, she forgot that she had passed through this era to be a book that never left Chairman Mao's quotations, her mouth did not leave Chairman Mao's quotations, and she did not forget to carry Chairman Mao's portrait on her chest.

Now I feel the infinite love for the great leader Chairman Mao.

Thinking of Chairman Mao's portrait badge, since he crossed over, whether it is his father and mother, or the people around him, there are all kinds of unChairman Mao portrait badges hanging on their chests.

In the past, there were many sets of Chairman Mao's portrait badges at home, and everyone was not allowed to touch them, well, go back and find them.

Then the rumbling of the machine was deafening.

"Go outside and play! Don't touch things. Tang Xiangxiang shouted loudly.

Outside the factory is an open space, this is the open-air workshop of the carpentry room, looking at this open space, Luo Xiaoyu's mind flashed.

Immediately reminded her that in two years or so, a very long tent would be erected in this open space, and she was too young to remember the specific situation.

But the little cousins who have been with her here for a few months reminded her of the Tangshan earthquake that shocked China and the world, but it made her remember it vividly, because she grew up and experienced it herself, and saw it on TV.

She didn't want to see this scene, but how much could she change, could she say that she could go against the sky?

Luo Xiaoyu is still unwilling, since she has been reborn, maybe she can change a little, right? Suddenly, her heart jumped, what memories flashed in her mind, but she couldn't grasp it.

At ten o'clock, Tang Xiangxiang went to breastfeed, Luo Xiaoyu continued to play in the factory, and she didn't have anything to play, either in a daze or writing.

After getting off work at noon, they passed through the intersection of the road, and the traffic police on the sentry platform stood seriously, and the gestures were standard to command the endless stream, the crowd of traffic, and the group of bicycles.

This is a characteristic landscape, and even more so in the 21st century.

Tang Xiangxiang was going to breastfeed first, and when she got home, Luo Xiaoyu was hungry and had already taken care of her heart, Luo Jingquan cooked, Luo Xiaoyu ate regardless of it, Tang Xiangxiang hurriedly stopped her and said:

"Don't eat so fast, be careful of choking, I'll take you to eat something delicious in the afternoon. ”

Luo Xiaoyu's mouth was full of food, and he kept nodding his head. Tang Xiangxiang sandwiched a piece of tofu and gave it to her husband and said:

"In the afternoon, you went to Dad's after work, borrowed the bicycle, and the workshop was going to distribute watermelons. ”

Luo Jingquan hummed unnaturally, there was a transfer fee when he changed jobs, and he sent fifty yuan to his parents first, but the money fell into the hands of his brother and sister-in-law and disappeared.

My father fell ill again, he went back to his hometown, spent more than 100 yuan, followed by getting married, giving birth to children, and there was not much money left.

At the time, I was planning to buy a bicycle, but now I ...........

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Tang Xiangxiang took Luo Xiaoyu to take a bath in the factory bathhouse, there was no storage box in the changing room, but there were benches with wooden strips, and the inside was divided into showers by cement walls.

After Luo Xiaoyu's hair was wet, Tang Xiangxiang wiped the laundry detergent on her head, and she only shrank back in a hurry, Tang Xiangxiang thought that the child didn't like to take a bath and make awkwardness, so she hurriedly pulled her over.

Luo Xiaoyu hated this backward era again, every time she washed her hair with laundry detergent, she felt sorry for such beautiful hair, and remembered that the "Seagull" brand shampoo would have to wait ten years before it was used, and she suddenly wanted to cry without tears.

After taking a bath, Tang Xiangxiang led her to the supply department, and boxes of soda were placed on the ground to drink casually, and they were not allowed to take it home.

In this era, soda can be considered a luxury, and how many people have not drunk it.

Luo Xiaoyu let go of the drink and only drank one bottle before his stomach was round, and he reluctantly left there, and walked not far away to get the watermelon, which can be taken home.

Luo Xiaoyu thought: If this is a soda to take home, how good it would be to eat watermelon here!

Luo Jingquan was already waiting there on a bicycle, Luo Xiaoyu was sitting in the front seat, and the four big watermelons in the back seat were netted and the family went out of the factory gate.

The nursery picked up the younger sisters, the older sister was added to the front seat, the mother hugged the younger sister, and the watermelon was tied to the back seat with a rope and went home.

Many years later, Luo Xiaoyu revisited his hometown, saw the hospital where he was born, watched the cultural palace of the movie, and the old houses in the family area were full of high-rise buildings, and recalled that there were endless soda and watermelon in the machinery factory.

Time is a knife to kill pigs, making people grow old in a hurry, and time is the creator, and what is shown in front of people's eyes is always fresh............