Coming out of Zhang's mother's house, Song Yuanchao came to No. 23 next door, which was his home.

The houses in the alleys are all old-fashioned Shikumen in Huhai, which has a long history, and the earliest ones were in the Qing Dynasty.

Pushing open the wooden door with the paint peeling off, Song Yuanchao stepped in, and as soon as he entered the door, he was in the kitchen room on the first floor, also known as the stove room.

The kitchen room of the shikumen is like this, usually at the entrance position, this kind of shikumen house used to be a family living in a house, so the kitchen area on the first floor is enough to use.

But because of historical reasons, there are usually several houses living in this kind of house now, so the kitchen on the first floor is shared, and the cupboards, stoves, and faucets of each house are here, plus some other sundries, the first floor is crowded.

Although he has been away for eight years, looking at it, everything is not much different from when Song Yuanchao left, Song Yuanchao stood in place and looked at this familiar place with a complicated mood, and after a while, he raised his salute and walked through the kitchen on the first floor from the stairs to the third floor.

Song Yuanchao's family lived in the bedroom on the third floor, which was the best location in the Shikumen No. 23 area.

Usually, shikumen has one or two bedrooms plus a living room (living room), a pavilion room, a stove room, a two-story pavilion (or a three-story pavilion), and so on.

Generally speaking, the master bedroom on the second or third floor is best. If you don't know the structure of Shikumen, you can watch the old movie "The Crow and the Sparrow", in which the section chief lives in the bedroom, the hawker and his wife live in the front guest hall on the first floor, the pavilion between the first floor and the second floor lives in the middle of the teacher Hua's family, and the original owner Kong Youwen was driven to the back guest hall .......

As for the two-story pavilion or the three-story pavilion, this is the place where the attic is located, which used to store sundries, but now it is naturally inhabited.

The Song family has lived here for three generations, when this house was earlier Song Yuanchao's grandfather with three big yellow croaker topped down, Song Guangzeng and Song Yuanchao are only sons, after the old man died, the house naturally belonged to Song Guangzeng, Song Guangzeng and Wang Sufen got married here, Song Yuanchao was also born and raised here.

Standing in front of the door, Song Yuanchao looked at the closed door in a daze for a long time, and then took out the key given to him by the Zhang family's aunt and inserted it into the lock.

With the twist of the key, the lock opened, and the heavy door was pushed open, and the old hinges gurgled sounded.

Walking into the house, the room is much brighter than the dimness of the stairs. The weather was fine today, and the sun was shining on the floor through the glass windows to the south.

The room is very tidy, you can't see much dust, Zhang's aunt helped clean it very clean, but it hasn't been lived for a long time, and there is inevitably a faint musty smell in the room.

Song Yuanchao put down his luggage, and once again looked at his home from his childhood to his youth, the scenes at home coincided with the memories that had been forgotten in the depths of his memory, and unconsciously, Song Yuanchao's tears were all over his face, and he walked to the dresser by the window, and a group photo of the three of them was placed on it.

In the group photo, Song Yuanchao, who was still a teenager, was on the right, and on the left was his mother Wang Sufen, Wang Sufen had a neat and short hairstyle, which was also called the revolutionary head, which was the most popular hairstyle for women back then.

Sitting in the middle was his father, Song Guangzeng, a graduate of St. John's University and a very gentle scholar, with a pair of black-rimmed glasses, neatly combed and a neat tunic in his tunic suit.

The three of them wore the chairman's badge on their chests, their expressions were a little serious, and at the same time they looked at the camera with a smile on the corner of their mouths, Song Yuanchao remembered that this photo was taken by his father and his mother to the Red Star Photo Studio before he went to the countryside, but he didn't expect that this was the last group photo of his family of three.

Picking up the photo frame with a slight tremble, Song Yuanchao couldn't hold back his mood anymore and cried bitterly.......

After a long time, Song Yuanchao wiped away his tears and tidied up the room, and by the time he finished packing the room and luggage, it was already afternoon.

In the afternoon, Song Yuanchao went to a nearby bathhouse to take a bath.

In this era, it is basically impossible to take a bath at home except in summer, so you usually have to go to a bathhouse to take a bath.

There are a lot of bathhouses in Huhai, the most famous ones are naturally the big bathhouses of Xiaoyao Pond that existed before the liberation, and Song Yuanchao naturally would not go so far to wash, the place is far away and expensive.

The bathhouse he went to was not far from the alley, and the name of this bathhouse was also very modern, called "People's Bath", and the bath was five minutes, and there were services such as back rubbing, haircuts, and facial trimming, and the price of each service was about five cents to one dime.

I soaked in the pool for half an hour, and then rubbed my back to clean all the dirt on my body. After washing, Song Yuanchao got a haircut and trimmed his face in the bathhouse again.

After all this, Song Yuanchao felt relaxed for a while, and after changing into the clean clothes and pants he brought, except that his face looked a little dark, Song Yuanchao was no different from ordinary Huhai people.

When I got home from the bathhouse, I had just sat down for a while when I heard a knock on the door.

"Uncle Jianguo?"

At the beginning, a familiar face appeared in front of Song Yuanchao, and the middle-aged man in his thirties wearing a blue overalls jacket standing at the door was the son of the Zhang family's mother, that is, Zhang Jianguo, who Song Yuanchao had called his uncle since he was a child.

"Aid Korea, Nong is finally back!" Zhang Jianguo smiled and looked at Song Yuanchao, who had not seen him for many years, the little kid who followed his ass back then has now grown into an adult, if he hadn't seen him here, he would have changed to another place at first glance, I am afraid that Zhang Jianguo would not have recognized Song Yuanchao.

"People are darker and thinner, but they are taller, stronger, and more energetic!" Zhang Jianguo lifted the lunch box in his hand: "Mom knew that you had just come back, and it was estimated that it would be too late to start the fire, so she simply made some food for me to bring over." Look, the bastard pork with shover knots, the hairtail fish, and the egg dumplings made during the New Year are all your favorite foods. ”

Zhang Jianguo entered the door, put the three lunch boxes in his hand on the table and opened them one by one, and a burst of fragrance came to his nose, making Song Yuanchao swallow his saliva.

That's right, these are Song Yuanchao's favorite foods since he was a child, but even in this era of poor materials, he can only eat them on the big days of the New Year's holidays.

And today, the Zhang family's aunt actually made such delicious food for Song Yuanchao, which moved Song Yuanchao's heart.

"Hehe, don't be stupid, eat, eat while it's hot, suffer in the northwest, look at your skinny, come back and make up for it." Looking at Song Yuanchao's expression, Zhang Jianguo smiled and patted him on the shoulder, Song Yuanchao was moved in his heart, but with the relationship between the two families, there is no need to say thank you at this time, the Zhang family will remember Song Yuanchao's kindness to him, and he will definitely repay it in the future.

"Uncle, you sit down first and smoke." Song Yuanchao turned around and poured a glass of water for Zhang Jianguo first, and then took out Bao Baocheng from the drawer, this cigarette was brought back from the countryside, although it is not as famous as the cigarette in Huhai, but it is good in the local area.

"This cigarette looks festive, I haven't smoked it, it's from the northwest?" Zhang Jianguo took it and looked at it first, asked casually, and saw that Song Yuanchao nodded, Zhang Jianguo also took one out of it politely, put it under his nose and smelled it first, nodded slightly, picked up the match on the table and lit it.

After taking a big puff, Zhang Jianguo spit out the white smoke ring with enjoyment, and nodded: "The taste is not bad, it's just a little rushed, but I'm a big smoker, and this smoke is just right." ”

As he spoke, Zhang Jianguo laughed, pointed his finger at the open lunch box, and motioned for Song Yuanchao to eat quickly.

Song Yuanchao was not polite, found a pair of chopsticks and sat down and ate it.

The meal was still the taste in his memory, Song Yuanchao ate it very fragrantly, and after about ten minutes, the meal was swept away by Song Yuanchao.

When Song Yuanchao finished eating and was about to pack up the lunch box, Zhang Jianguo signaled him not to be busy, and sat down and chatted first.

"I heard that you were back after work, so I went to the police station." Zhang Jianguo said to Song Yuanchao: "I know Uncle Wang at the police station, I said hello to him, you go to him directly after you go over tomorrow, just hand over the information to him, he will handle the household registration as soon as possible, if there is no problem, you can come down in ten days and half a month at most." ”

"Thank you, uncle, I remember, look for Uncle Wang." Song Yuanchao nodded and said, the same was true in the previous life, the hukou that Officer Wang helped implement, although the country has a policy, but the hukou implementation procedures are cumbersome, this era is not like the later generations everything is networked, and now the archives have to be retrieved from other places and then manually filled in the declaration procedures.

If you don't have an acquaintance, where is the implementation of the household registration so fast, it will be very good to be able to do it in two or three months, Zhang Jianguo asked Officer Wang to help, saving a lot of time.

In this era, hukou is an extremely important thing.

If a person does not have a hukou, let alone identity and work, even survival is a problem. You must know that every household is food, non-staple food, meat and eggs, oil, cloth, tobacco...... All the necessities of life you can think of depend on tickets.

Hukou is the basis for the issuance of tickets, only with hukou can there be tickets, without hukou there will be no tickets, and without tickets people can not survive at all.

"You take this first." Zhang Jianguo took out an envelope from his pocket and pushed it over: "I just came back, your parents are gone, and the household registration has not been implemented, but I still have to live this day." ”

"No, uncle, you are old and young, and your family is not rich, and I also earn a job in the northwest, and I have money." Song Yuanchao hurriedly refused,

Zhang Jianguo's job is not bad, he works as a driver in the car class of a large state-owned factory, and the driver is a very popular profession in this era, not to mention that he is also the driver of the car class.

Zhang Jianguo's basic salary is 36 yuan, and the bonus plus car subsidy on weekdays is about 15 yuan, which adds up to more than 50 yuan.

In addition to wages, the welfare of the factory is also very good, not only every season there are clothes, soap, toilet paper and so on, there are also fish, chickens and ducks during the New Year's holidays, sometimes you can get some cigarettes and alcohol when you are lucky.

Zhang Jianguo's wife, Sun Xia, is an employee of a street factory, which belongs to a collective factory, and its wages are naturally inferior to those of large state-owned enterprises.

The total monthly income of the husband and wife is more than 70 yuan, which is okay if it is an ordinary small couple, but you must know that Zhang Jianguo and his wife also support the elderly and children, Zhang Jianiang is a housewife without a pension, Zhang Jianguo's father died many years ago, plus a man and a girl and two children, this monthly expenses can only be regarded as reluctant.