"The east is red, the sun rises, and the flowers produce a ......"

Jiang Hua woke up from his sleep, he was still a little uncomfortable, it has been five days since he came to this bloody era, in his previous life, he was a person who slept until he woke up naturally, and now he was woken up by the radio in the compound early in the morning, which is really uncomfortable.

However, he did not dare to complain about anything, and since he received the information in his mind, he knew that he had to be cautious in his words, otherwise he would be vulnerable to unwarranted disasters.

On the first day, he was woken up from his sleep, and he complained a few words, one of which was what a broken song, so noisy, fortunately, he was the only one in the family, and this was not heard by others, otherwise a disrespectful hat would have to be buckled on his head.

The information in his mind made him understand what his current situation was: he was born in the 50s, and his father entered the public security front after the war to aid Korea, but he died heroically in the operation to catch spies.

There is a sentence at the starting point: his parents sacrificed to the sky, his mana was boundless, he was only nine years old when he became an orphan, but fortunately, his parents had more comrades-in-arms, and he was adopted by his father's comrades-in-arms.

When Jiang Hua knew who his adoptive father was, he was stunned.

Zhong Shanyue, he has the impression of this name, it is the name of the father of the hero of a TV series, and he also remembers the cheap brother, who is indeed called Zhong Yuemin.

I have entered the world of blood romance, Jiang Hua has watched this TV series no less than ten times, he used to envy Zhong Yuemin's attitude to life, but as he matured, he felt that Zhong Yuemin had some difficulties in taking on big responsibilities, mainly because of the kind of free and debauched hippie life, which was too dark and did not conform to national conditions and traditions.

This year is six or seven years, and his adoptive father Zhong Shanyue has been censored, but his adoptive father is very confident, he is not worried about the future at all, he is worthy of being a staunch proletarian fighter, and his faithful belief makes Jiang Hua sincerely admire.

Get up slowly, put on grass green sanitary clothes, and put on a khaki yellow coat, in fact, it is the kind of military uniform that has been washed many times, this is the most popular style now, the older the more seniority.

Set up a shelf at the door of his house and practice the moves of free fighting for a while, which he learned in the student union in the university in his previous life.

Now these courtyard children like to fight with others, although most of the courtyard disciples can't fight with each other, but they can't prepare for the stubborn master, the veteran and the stubborn master are incompatible, and they have to pull out kitchen knives at every turn, and they are better than anything else.

After five days, Jiang Hua also knew some of the mutations in his body, first of all, his ears and eyes were clear, his strength and spirit were much stronger, and what excited him the most was that there was a storage space, which was not too big, about the size of a basketball court, or a static space.

But that's enough, at least there is no problem at all in getting through the decade, all he has to do now is dig deep holes, accumulate beams, and hide in the dead.

Look at Zhong Yuemin's room, the quilt is thrown on the bed, it seems to be no different from yesterday, I don't know where to run this day, now that my adoptive father is not there, he is like a wild horse off the leash, spreading joy everywhere.

Jiang Hua took out a small box from the depths of the big closet, and there was a passbook in it, which was left by his father and mother, less than six thousand yuan, both his parents' savings and pensions, as well as one hundred and ten yuan of change and some bills.

After taking a little non-staple food ticket, Jiang Hua came to the supply and marketing cooperative, ready to order some fish and meat, he can visit his adoptive father today, his old man will definitely not eat well, get some meat for his old man to make up.

I bought a fish, a pound of meat, made it and put it in a lunch box, someone asked how I could cook, this is nonsense, from the 21st century, there were a few men at that time who couldn't cook, especially during the epidemic, it was an exaggeration to say that they couldn't cook and starved to death, but eating instant noodles can be tired to death That's the truth.

During lunch, Zhong Yuemin took Zheng Tong and Yuan Jun back to the house, and the two of them had a net bag in the back, which was a change of clothes, and they were also going to visit their father.

"Brother, are you ready for Dad's clothes?

Zhong Yuemin is four months younger than Jiang Hua, and since he came to Zhong's house, this kid has always called Jiang Hua brother.

Jiang Hua carried a net bag, which contained a change of clothes, a lunch box, a large front door and a bottle of two pots.

"Ready, have you eaten?"

"After eating, Mrs. Zheng Tong made wowotou and millet porridge."

Yuan Jun followed and played cymbals: "The old Zheng family has slammed the door, and there are not a few pickled radishes." ”

Zheng Tong sneered: "I think our family is slamming the door, don't eat if you have the ability, good guy, one person has built four cornmeal nests, and the landlord's family can't afford you." ”

"Okay, don't make trouble, it's all about going to see your father, there is a door on your mouth, do you know if you see your father reporting good news or bad news, they are bad enough in it, let them be happy when they see their son, eat at my place at night, I made braised pork, there is still half left, although it is not enjoyable to eat, it is enough to coax the mouth."

The three of them agreed in unison: "Got it, Brother Hua/Brother." ”

The four of them were carrying nets, Jiang Hua walked in front with his waist straight up, and the three people in the back were loose, and they didn't look like good people.

Looking back, Jiang Hua thought that he had to change the hooligan habits of this guy, although they were not bad boys, but the first impression of this was not a good thing.

In the office of the director of the Revolutionary Committee, Director Wang inspected the packages one by one.

"Jiang Hua, Yuemin, you can't bring this wine in, it's a violation of discipline."

Jiang Hua said with a smiling face: "Director Wang, you raise your hand, the old man's body is not good, and it is a little cold inside, this wine makes him live and live, my father is also a soldier who has been a revolutionary all his life, and he still has consciousness, drink a little at night, and never cause you trouble." ”

"Huazi, you are a good boy, you know how to honor the elderly, and I know your father, and you won't cause trouble, but this wine bottle is broken but it is a glass ballast, and this thing can kill people."

Zhong Yuemin was unhappy, Director Wang's words were equivalent to saying that his father was a coward who could only escape, and he just wanted to shoot the case, but he was glared at by Jiang Hua, and sat down unwillingly.

Jiang Hua said with a smile: "Director Wang, sometimes we come to visit, you are in control of the whole process, what did my father say, you have to believe in the party, believe in the people, such a positive and optimistic revolutionary spirit, how can you find a short, you can rest assured that it will not." ”

Director Wang thought about it and felt that it was right, so he nodded and said: "Okay, I'll make an exception for you, mainly to see that you are a good boy, and you also persuade your father to take the initiative to explain the problem clearly, it should be corrected and corrected, it should be reviewed and reviewed, and the punishment should be punished before and after the treatment of the disease and save people." ”