1958, early winter.

South Luoguxiang of 49 City.

In the evening, Yan Jiecheng hurriedly entered a courtyard house.

I saw him enter the gate, bypass the shadow wall, and enter the wing room on the left.

"Mom"

Yan Jiecheng shouted to the woman who was cooking in the house, and then took out his hands from his sleeves and leaned against the coal stove to warm his hands.

Yan's mother was only in her thirties, with short haircuts. He wears a short gray cotton shirt on the upper body, and a pair of wide pants of the same cloth color on the bottom, as well as several patches of different shapes.

"Boss, it's time to get off work. Is today the last day? Mother Yan didn't raise her head, and asked casually.

Without waiting for Yan Jiecheng to answer, he said, "Has the salary been settled?" Remember the living expenses of the family. ”

Yan Jiecheng said angrily: "You two are really good at calculating, and your son has to pay for his living expenses." ”

"After raising you rammers, can't you calculate? You've started to earn money on your own, and you don't pay for your family's living expenses. ”

Yan Jiecheng argued: "I'm doing odd jobs, the railroad over there has been completely demolished, and there will be no need for people after the street notice." If you really want living expenses, you and my dad can find me a serious job. I promise to pay ten dollars a month. ”

"It's so beautiful that you'll leave five yuan a month, and hand over ten yuan."

The mother and son teased a few words, and Yan Jiecheng went to an inverted room next to the wing.

The room is not big, about ten square meters, there is a bunk bed in it, and there are some sundries, which seems to be very cramped.

Yan Jiecheng took out a wooden box under the bed, took out the money inside, put it in his pocket with it, and counted it.

"93 yuan and 4 cents, three months, this year is not less." Yan Jiecheng muttered to himself as he thought about his past three months.

As an orbital engineer in his later life, he was exhausted in a rescue. After waking up, I came here, in 1958 in Sijiu City.

The key is not a serious historical time and space, but the world of film and television dramas 'Love in the Courtyard'. He became a person in the play, the boss of the three masters' family - Yan Jiecheng.

Yan Jiecheng graduated from junior high school this year, but he was not admitted to high school, let alone technical secondary school, and he didn't have a serious job, so he had to do odd jobs.

Fortunately, during this period of time, the Railway Bureau dismantled the ring railway and recruited a large number of workers, which made it stable for three months. Because the construction period is very tight, the salary is also generous, and he works 26 days a month for 30 yuan.

Don't look at the higher wages than Yan Bu, and give two meals.

But the demolition of the old railway is really hard work, there is no mechanical work in these years, it is all manpower. Picking up ballast, resisting sleepers, and lifting rails are not only tired, but also fatal if you are not careful.

In the previous life, Yan Jiecheng, as a railway engineering professional, went to the construction site and did maintenance, and he did not suffer for more than three months for more than ten years.

In the days when there is no construction machinery, it is really good to work!

Fortunately, it can be regarded as earning a huge sum of nearly 100 yuan.

In the evening, the family eats around the table.

The corn paste was topped with pickles, and Yan Xie thought it was quite delicious at first. After the novelty is the protest of the stomach, and now I only feel sick to my stomach when I see the corn paste and the nest head of the two and noodles.

Other people's two noodles are a mixture of corn flour and wheat flour. His house is a mixture of cornmeal and sorghum or bean flour, and the grinding ground is not fine, which is really throat-pulling.

Boom ~ Boom ~ Yan Bugui sucked corn paste and asked Yan Jiecheng, "Boss, is your work over there?" It's a pity, there are no two and noodles steamed buns to eat. Tomorrow I will go to the street and ask if there is anything else to do. ”

is worthy of the three masters, and they are still thinking about the steamed buns on the construction site of Yan Jiecheng.

"It's not fun to do odd jobs, so why don't you get me a job?" Yan Jiecheng preemptively.

Just looked at Yan Bugui's expression, obviously wanting to talk about living expenses.

"This, this, there are so many people in the family who have to eat, how can they have the money to find a job. You start paying living expenses to your family this month, ten yuan a month, you can't miss it. "The three masters are not ambiguous, and they will never let go of what they can calculate.

Yan Jiecheng said angrily: "Dad, you can also calculate, ten yuan is enough for two people to eat for a month, then it is still a ton of two and noodles steamed buns." Then he pointed to the corn paste in the bowl: "It's just your three dollars to the sky." ”

"Why did this kid talk to your dad, what's wrong with the corn paste? If it weren't for your dad and I calculating, would we have your corn paste to eat? The three mothers pointed to the direction of the backyard and said: "You were born in 42 years, then you will have a price of food a day, and you can live if you don't count?" Your brother and sister and I are all pulling at you. Look at how many people in this courtyard were ...... Hey......"

The three mothers sighed and didn't speak again.

The third master continued: "Those years, chaos. In troubled times, you sell your sons and daughters, and he eats them. So, what's wrong with my calculations? What is calculated in order to live? ”

Hearing this, Yan Jiecheng also understood the three masters. Although life is relatively much better now. But the calculating character can't be changed.

Listening to the words of the three masters, Yan Jiecheng finally compromised with the three masters and handed over ten yuan a month for living expenses. Provided, of course, that is, after getting a job.

Nothing was said all night.

Early the next morning, Yan Jiecheng wrapped himself in cotton clothes and went in the direction of the street office.

After a while, I arrived at the 6 courtyard of the street office. At a glance, it is a two-entry courtyard, and the staff are in and out of the place, and it seems very busy.

There are also a few office workers pushing bicycles, and Yan Jiecheng is extremely envious.

Stomping his feet, taking advantage of Director Wang's free time, he hurriedly walked to him.

"Director, you're early." Yan Jiecheng hurriedly said hello.

Director Wang saw him and smiled: "It's you kid, do you have something to do with Aunt Wang this morning?" ”

"No, I haven't found a job since I graduated from junior high school, I've been doing odd jobs, and I haven't had any odd jobs recently. Come to the street and see if there's any work on your side. Yan Jiecheng hurriedly explained his intentions.

Director Wang took out a notebook from the drawer, opened it and looked at it carefully for a while. Closed the notebook and said, "I have a few here." ”

After a pause, he continued: "There is a cotton mill recruiting apprentices, and there is a third rolling mill, and they recruit electricians and linemen. An electrician's certificate is required for electricians. ”

When Yan Jiecheng heard this, his heart was overjoyed.

Electrician, lineman, he can do it!

You must know that although he was an engineer in later life, he also started as a lineman at the beginning.

From intermediate workers to senior workers to technicians, they all passed the test all the way. Later, he was responsible for the training and grading examination of linemen. So the lineman's job is to hold the handle.

Electricians are not impossible.

Not to mention that I have studied courses such as construction electricity, but also for subsidies, I have taken the senior certificate of high and low voltage electrician.

For this era of about equal to per capita illiteracy, it must be extremely appropriate to be an electrician.

After a few thoughts flashed through his mind, Yan Jiecheng said to Director Wang: "Aunt Wang, is there still an electrician exam this year?" ”