It's not just him, everyone else is the same, the adults are still doing it, and the children are basically back.

As for those who don't want to come back and play outside, that's a different story.

After all, the division of labor is judged according to the results of labor.

When I returned to the house, I lay down on the kang and fell asleep quietly.

After a long nap in the afternoon, it was time for lunch that he got up from the kang and returned to the cafeteria.

"Wang Qingsong, who is Wang Qingsong, there is your telegram!"

Yang Xiaole and the others were eating, and a postman at the door rode a bicycle and stopped at the door of the team committee compound.

"Green pine! Pine! ”

Someone in the compound shouted into the room of the team committee.

After a while, Wang Qingsong came out with a rice bowl.

"What's wrong?"

"Your telegram!"

Hearing this, Wang Qingsong was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly went to the door with his rice bowl.

Wang Qingsong took the telegram and thanked him, and when he saw that the other party had left, he took the telegram and read it there.

After reading it, he hurriedly ran back to the compound with a happy face.

Said to Zhao Qingwen: "Captain, let me ask you for leave, I want to go to the commune, can you lend me a bicycle?" ”

Seeing this, Zhao Qingwen asked suspiciously; "What's going on?? So anxious! ”

"The news from my hometown, my daughter-in-law Xiufen and the child have news."

Wang Qingsong's face was excited.

"Oh, that's a good thing! Where are the people? ”

"I just said that there was news, but I didn't say the specific situation, so I went to the commune to make a phone call to ask about the situation."

Hearing this, Zhao Qingwen nodded lightly: "Okay, you go, can you ride a bike?" ”

Wang Qingsong smiled at him and said, "I know a little, didn't I learn a little bit some time ago!" ”

Zhao Qingwen bowed his head lightly when he heard this: "That's okay, be careful, don't break the car!" Wherever you go, remember to lock my car. ”

After saying that, he took out the car keys and handed them to him.

Wang Qingsong took the key and promised, "Don't worry, if something happens to me, I won't let the car have an accident." ”

Then he pushed the bicycle in the compound, walked out of the compound, swung a little, and got on the car directly with a back swing leg, and rode the bike into the distance.

Watching the other party leave, Yang Qingwen said with a smile: "It's still Qingsong, this kid is smart!" After learning it a few times, I can ride so proficiently. ”

Yang Qingwen's daughter-in-law Huang Caihua next to her was eating and nodded; "Yes! But this guy's luck is really good. said before that he would find him a daughter-in-law, but this guy insisted that his daughter-in-law would definitely be found, and he refused to look for it again. Now it's okay,"

"Well, but now it's okay, the family can be reunited."

The two of them were laughing and talking.

……

The speaker has no intention, but the listener has the intention.

Yang Xiaole, who was eating, heard this and pondered something in his mind.

That's the rumor about Wang Qingsong.

He is not the smartest person in the village, but there is also this Wang Qingsong.

In the past, the village held a literacy class, and Wang Qingsong was the only one who completed the 1,500-word task, for which he was praised by the above.

I went to the county and was praised.

After studying the abacus for more than ten days, I was able to handle some accounts proficiently.

Teach yourself addition, subtraction, multiplication, and division.

If it weren't for the fact that he was an outsider, the accountant in the team would definitely be his place.

Everyone said that if he hadn't caught up with the good times, maybe he would have been admitted to a college student!

And the other party is also very polite, and rarely blushes with people.

However, these are a little strange in Yang Xiaole's eyes.

Those who have never been to school may not know, but those who have gone to school know how difficult it is to learn 1,600 words in a year.

Although the other party went to school for a year.

He wasn't too skeptical before.

After all, there are really smart people in all eras, and their brains are really good.

It's not impossible to learn 1,500 words a year.

But the other party's driving skills just now are definitely not something that a person who has learned for a few days can do.

The bicycles in the team were just bought at the beginning of the year, and even the captain Yang Qingwen rode for half a year, which is estimated to be at this level.

Who is not careful when he first learns to ride.

That's why, for a reason, he got a bicycle and didn't use it in the village.

His family didn't react.

But there will always be people who are skeptical.

Yang Xiaole was a little suspicious that this guy might be a bad person, you know, people who would ride a bicycle before liberation would definitely not have a low status.

But he has no evidence.

He ate with doubts and went down to work in the fields.

In the evening, Zhao Jinhua came back from the city.

At the same time, Yang Guangping and Yang Xiaohu, father and son, also came back.

At the same time, the news came through Tian Cuihua's big mouth at night that Yang Guangping's family was going to work in the city, not someone, but all of them were going back.

This threw a stone on the calm lake of the production team.

Yang Xiaole is not too surprised by this, if it weren't for his uncle being too old-fashioned, he would have the ability to get his whole family to the city.

Not to mention the rest, the textile factory recruits, how can he get a few places.

Plus his comrades-in-arms, old friends.

It's all about that.

Yang Xiaole can't, can't, and is not qualified to blame the other party.

There are many such people in this era, they have experienced too much suffering, and they have different feelings for the country that gave them a new life.

At the same time, Yang Xiaole also knew what Zhao Jinhua's clan brother was doing.

The manager of a certain department!

Manger?

Yang Xiaole thought about it for a while, and the people who can hang this name are basically people in the business system.

Just like Xidan Shopping Mall, Zheng Shanhe is the secretary, in fact, the other party should also have a title, that is, the manager of Xidan Shopping Mall.

Managers are not new.

To call people is naturally to shout loudly.

At this time, he was thinking about a question, if the other party inferred from Zhao Jinhua's age, even if it was a younger brother, he would be about fifty years old.

But it's not too old.

Because Zhao Jinhua is 56 years old, in this era when the average life expectancy is only fifty or sixty, 56 years old is already considered a high life.

If you can sit in the position of manager, it means that you were a talent before.

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt a little happy, okay, there will be some excitement in the future.

But after a while, Yang Xiaole put away his smile, if the other party has a problem with his family, then Zhao Jinhua's family must also have a problem.

Fuck.

It won't affect them in the future, right?

Does aftermilk also have an effect?

This Yang Xiaole is really not clear, anyway, the direct line will definitely have an impact.

Then he didn't think about it anymore, and when it came to that special period, it would be good to cut off his robe, anyway, he didn't like Zhao Jinhua's family.

At that time, let alone this state, it was not surprising that even if the brother was broken.

At this time, Yang Qingwen also had a headache, the Yang family has been a little unpeaceful recently, and someone has gone to work in the city every once in a while.

But he can't help it, there is a job certificate, and he has no reason to stop the other party, unless there is some big hatred.

(End of chapter)