Zhao Ye was reborn again, reborn in this world that he had come to once.

The hungry body that could not walk, lying on the edge of the haystack.

Zhao Ye didn't know how much he sighed, and finally mustered up his strength and wanted to stand up.

"Plop!" Zhao Ye took a lot of effort, and as soon as he stood up, he fell down again because of the imbalance of his body.

Now, he felt pain in his left leg.

Look away,! What about my feet?

Looking at the trouser tubes that had become empty from thirty or forty centimeters below the knee, Zhao Ye felt that his hair stood on end. As a human being in two lifetimes, I have never experienced such pain and fear.

Without a foot, how will you live after this?

Although Zhao Ye has lived for eighty or ninety years in his two lives combined, and his mind is tenacious, he can't control the tears in his eyes. It's not painful, it's scary. When a person finds out that his body is crippled, his first reaction is definitely fear. This fear comes from the depths of the soul and cannot be resisted by the mind.

Adjusting the mentality, that is a matter for the future, the fear of the moment completely occupies Zhao Ye's heart.

However, there seems to be a rare case where humanity loses in the fight against fear. There were only a handful of people who were really scared to death, and it took Zhao Ye a long time to barely suppress the panic and fear in his heart, and then look at himself.

The body was by no means the same as it used to be. The body was so familiar to him, and just from what he could see, he was sure that he was no longer "him".

Can it still be like this? System Dad, you come out, I promise not to kill you, I just ask you to give me back my feet.

The pain lamented was over, and it was getting dark. At this time, Zhao Ye couldn't care about fear anymore. He summoned the system countless times, but the system father seemed to have abandoned him, no matter how he summoned it, he just wouldn't come out.

On his body, only one carry-on space was retained, which was considered a consolation prize for his travel trip.

There were still some things in the space that he had placed in the past, but he didn't eat much. The space that was originally a few hundred cubic meters is now only one cubic meter in size. Zhao Ye tried the spatial skills that he was once familiar with, and found that it was quite easy to use. It's just that the virtual lab that used to be famous should not be thought about.

The medical robot in his body has also disappeared, so his wish to get the system father to give him back a foot can only be a wish.

The little food that was kept in the space, Zhao Ye wanted to copy it without hesitation, but unfortunately, he couldn't do it. Is even this feature disabled? If that's the case, then it's not going to be easy to live in the future. In this era of lack of food and clothing, Zhao Ye felt that he was dragging his stump and it was a problem to live.

Zhao Ye, who was full, only then did he bother to check the belongings he was carrying, but in fact, there was nothing to look at, there was only a simple burden on his body.

What he wanted to find most was a jar that should contain some proof of his father's generation. With this, he was able to go to the Red Star Rolling Mill and find his uncle Zhao Pingyuan.

The jar was found, and Zhao Ye opened it without hesitation, and was dumbfounded at a glance. In that jar, Zhao Ye only found a household registration book, and a fluttering piece of paper, which read: "It is hereby proved that Hou Dalin is Hou Dafu's younger brother and the only immediate family member of Hou Dafu's hometown." Hou Dalin is now recommended to work in place of the martyr Hou Dafu, and it is hereby proved. "Payment, XX commune, XX county, XX district, XX province.

Even the name has changed! It seems that the name can only be changed in the future.

Looking at the household registration book again, there is only the household registration page of grandma and mother, and on the household registration page, it is also noted that it is missing.

Missing! Last time, I was a martyr.

It's more than ten times more difficult than last time, right?

Hou Dalin's soul, after all, is also dozens of years old, and it is not his character to sigh all the time. I found the two crutches beside me, held them in my arms, and began to recall some memories of this body.

The memory is very simple, when this guy was five years old, he was trampled by a large animal and broke his leg, and because the treatment was not timely, he had to amputate his leg in the end. My father died of illness, and my grandmother and mother died of a lot of water. Because the body was not found, it was determined to be missing in the household register.

Originally, in his situation, his grandmother and mother wanted to come to the capital together, but before leaving, they caught up with the big water, and he was the only one in the family who was put into a big wooden basin and survived.

Just like that, this Hou Dalin walked hundreds of miles on crutches and rushed here.

I have to admire this child's perseverance, maybe it is a desire to survive and then support it, thinking that when I go to the capital, I have a job, and I will have a way to live. It's just a pity that he was ruthlessly taken away by the system on the eve of victory.

Hou Dalin looked at the materials in front of him and was a little worried, in his previous life, he was the leader of the factory for half his life, can he still be unclear? Hou Dalin's current appearance is impossible for him to be assigned to work, even if his brother is a martyr, it is impossible.

The factory is a place to produce, and in Hou Dalin's situation, he can't even walk steadily, how can he arrange a job? Today's Director Yang is not his master, and even if he is, it is impossible for him to go against the policy and arrange any position for him.

After thinking about it, Hou Dalin finally decided to go to the rolling mill first. Not for anything else, just to let the factory help you and get the identity to stay. In his case, don't think about going to work in the factory, but it is still possible to get his eldest brother's house through the factory. Although he didn't know if his eldest brother had his own house. If it's allotted public housing, then he doesn't have to think about it.

And then there's work. This can be solved by the street. How can I say that he is also a descendant of the martyrs of the factory, this face, the factory still has to give it to some extent. Through the channels of the factory, they can arrange a job for themselves without legs and feet, so that he can have the possibility of making a living.

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Early the next morning, Hou Dalin walked to the city with difficulty on crutches. Probably thanks to muscle memory, after getting used to it for a while, I was able to walk a little faster.

The place where he is located is located in the farmland outside the Third Ring Road of the later generations, where the wheat has just been harvested, and the fields are full of such wheat straw stacks.

By ten o'clock in the morning, Hou Dalin had already arrived at the familiar Red Star Rolling Mill. However, he didn't know the gatekeeper, and the appearance of the characters here had all changed, and they were not at all the same as the people he was familiar with in his previous life.

"Who are you looking for?" The doorman looked through the window and asked Hou Dalin, who was standing outside.

"Hello, I'm looking for the leader of the factory, my brother is Hou Dafu, and I am his younger brother."

"Daifuku's younger brother? Do you have proof? "The doorman obviously knew Hou Dafu, otherwise he wouldn't have asked for Hou Dalin's proof.

"Yes, look at this." As he spoke, Hou Dalin took out the certificate on his body and handed it to the other party.

"It's really Daifuku's younger brother! It has the official seal of your commune, as well as the official seal of the county. "The doorman said a nonsense, it's all obvious.

"Wait, I'll open the door for you." With that, the man disappeared through the window, and in a moment the door was opened.

"Yo! How can you do that? As soon as the doorman saw Hou Dalin's situation, he frowned immediately. In this factory, or in most factories, if you lack a hand, you can still arrange a job, but if you miss a leg or foot, that is, the son of the factory director does not want to arrange it.

"Young man, I'm afraid it's difficult for you to do this." The doorman didn't say anything, but he knew that the young man was afraid that he had run away in vain.

Out of sympathy for Hou Dalin, the doorman still left him a little thought, and did not directly say where he was going back and forth.

"Uncle, I know that I can't arrange work in the factory. However, there is a big flood in my hometown, and my family is gone, so I also want to come to our factory to see if I can find a job to do, and I can't wait to starve to death at home. ”

The doorman nodded in understanding, but didn't say anything. What could he say about this situation? Tell him, 'You're afraid you're going to run for nothing?' It's a bit cruel, and most people can't say that.

Anyway, there will always be someone who will be this wicked person, so why bother to say this yourself?

Soon, Hou Dalin was taken to the personnel department.

The people in the personnel department have seen Hou Dalin's materials and situation, and they are also scratching their heads, they have never encountered this kind of thing.

Just refuse, right? The elder brother of the family was burned to death to save public property, and he was also a martyr anyway. But let's say yes, this child's legs and feet are disabled, and the policy does not allow it.

The head of the personnel section who was embarrassed could only report Hou Dalin's situation to the top. At this time, Hou Dalin can only wait, whether he can see Director Yang or Deputy Director Li depends on luck.

If you're lucky, you'll probably be able to meet the bigger factory leaders, but if you're unlucky, you'll probably only be able to meet the union cadres.

Waiting is the hardest time.

Just when Hou Dalin was thinking about the worst outcome in his heart, the cadre of the personnel department who received him walked in again.

"Comrade Hou Dalin, to be honest, your situation is quite special, and the opinions of the factory leaders are not very consistent, so you have to wait for the leaders to finish the meeting in the afternoon before you can decide on your going or staying. You don't have to be in a hurry, I'll take you to dinner first. ”

Hou Dalin was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that people were talking to him. This time, even the name was changed for him, but he had to get used to it for a few days.

"Okay, my situation is also difficult for the leaders. It is estimated that it is not negotiable in a moment. ”

Hou Dalin said these words very "empatheticly," which was contrary to the expectations of this comrade in the personnel section.

He thought that this Hou Dalin might cry, and he also thought that he might splash and roll, but he didn't expect Zhao Ye to be so "understanding".

In fact, what he didn't know was that Hou Dalin knew very well in his heart that no matter how bad he sold or made a fuss, he couldn't influence the decision of the factory committee.

Rather than losing the impression of being so embarrassed, it's not a calm treat. Maybe you can leave a good impression on others, and you can also have unexpected gains.