Go back to the prosperous days and become a layman

Chapter 613 Chapter 612 Isn’t it here?

Xiao Wang knew about the matter of finding a job for Wu Aijun.

When Tang Zhitong got home, she was still awake, waiting for her husband to come back: "How is the matter going?"

Tang Zhitong told Xiao Wang what had happened.

Xiao Wang immediately laughed and said, "You think too much. Unless your friend doesn't want to do this anymore, he won't do anything to Wu Aijun. At most, he will pretend that he doesn't know Wu Aijun's background to make others afraid to act rashly. Don't worry."

"Well, well, go to sleep. I have to get up early tomorrow to deliver fish to Brother Ma San and Gu Yong." Tang Zhitong yawned, sat on the edge of the bed and prepared to take off his clothes.

"There's no need to rush to deliver the fish today. Go and wash it first. You can't let me wait in vain, right? Calculating the date, today is just right." Classmate Wang kicked Tang Zhitong, then happily took the basin and poured water, his movements quick and smooth.

Tang Zhitong expressed appreciation and affirmation for Xiao Wang's spirit of active learning and courage to practice, and gave her full encouragement, encouraging her to continue her efforts in the coming days.

Student Xiao Wang responded to Tang Zhitong's strange words with a pillow. The pillow was Tang Zhitong's, and his own was placed underneath.

February 2, the sixth day of the first lunar month, was sunny.

Although Xiao Wang said there was no rush to deliver the fish on this day, it would be better not to delay this matter.

Everyone got up early today.

After a few days of nutrition supplementation and fun, the kids are now full of energy and have gained weight. However, happy times are always short, and it is time for them to go back to Chunshu Hutong for extra lessons.

After breakfast, the young couple packed up and, like the leader of the children, headed towards Chunshu Hutong with their younger brothers and sisters.

Tang Zhitong placed Jingmin at the entrance of the Women's Federation dormitory and said to Xiao Wang, "Take these two fish up there. I'll go over there before they go to work. I'll come back and cook dinner before going to the escort office."

Thanks to the warming weather in the past two days, the snow and ice on the road have melted. Apart from a wet layer on the surface, there is no trace of snow left.

When passing Tuancheng, Tang Zhitong glanced at Beihai and Zhonghai on both sides of the road.

There are still some snow piled up in tower shapes by the lake. They might have been piled up there by someone who wanted to ski after the snow had just fallen.

There were traces of skiing on the ice on the lake, but the ice was showing signs of melting and there was no one on it.

If someone else were to go up at this time, he would probably end up like Jingmin.

Everything indicates that spring is coming. Spring means the revival of all things, and wild vegetables and insects will emerge one after another.

Although it tastes bad, at least it can fill the stomach and farmers' lives can be a little better.

Tang Zhitong rode his bike and went to Ma Kejian's house first.

Ma Kejian had just gotten up due to work arrangements. Tang Zhitong put down the mackerel and lunch box, and without saying a few words, rushed to Gu Yong's house.

Coincidentally, Tang Zhitong had just arrived at the gate when he met Gu Yong who was sending Liu Yue to work.

"Brother Yong, sister-in-law. We happen to have a few extra fish at home. Jingwen asked me to send two of them to you on the way." That's right, because Liu Yue was pregnant, classmate Xiao Wang asked Tang Zhitong to send an extra fish to her sister.

"Oh, this is so embarrassing. We can't take it." Liu Yue saw the mackerel. Although tears of emotion were about to flow out of the corners of his mouth, he knew the seriousness of the matter and waved his hands repeatedly.

"We are so familiar with each other, don't be polite. These are not the fixed amount. Brother Yong, keep them. I have something else to do, so I'll leave first." After saying this, Tang Zhitong stuffed the two fish into Gu Yong's hands. Without waiting for him to refuse, he turned the bicycle around and walked north along the alley.

"Since the eucalyptus has been given, we should accept it. It's a token of their kindness." Gu Yong watched Tang Zhitong go away, then looked at the fish in his hand, and finally at his wife. He loved his wife and had no intention of refusing.

"Everyone has left, what else can I do if I don't accept it?" Liu Yue swallowed his saliva and made a decision immediately: "I won't go to work today, let's go back."

After giving the fish away, Tang Zhitong doesn’t care how people eat it, as long as it won’t be wasted.

At the entrance of Chunshu Hutong, Tang Zhitong stopped beside the pay phone, raised his hand to check the time, and it was time to go to work.

With a try-it attitude, I called Wu Aijun.

The person who answered the phone was not Wu Aijun, but Wu Aijun had already arrived at work and was called over.

"Hello! I'm Xiao Tang." Tang Zhitong confirmed his identity with the other party first, and after getting Wu Aijun's response, he said: "Take some time and bring your application, go over there and look for Zhang Ke over there."

"Zhang Ke, you know him, right?" Tang Zhitong did not mention anyone by name, but used his position.

Wu Aijun naturally knew who Zhang Ke belonged to, and he kept saying "hmm" over there.

Many things are inconvenient to talk about on the phone. Since Wu Aijun knows about it, the matter is settled. The rest depends on how Zhang Xinping handles it.

After hanging up the phone and paying the money, Tang Zhitong rode his bike straight to the Women's Federation dormitory again.

These days, Xiao Gu will continue to be a tutor for the two children, and Tang Zhitong came here just to show his face.

This wave of face recognition is just for show, but it can only be done this once.

Tomorrow is February 2rd, the day when the escort department pays salaries. We have to go there early in the morning and finish lunch by the time the salaries are paid.

The day after tomorrow is the eighth day of the first lunar month. We have to go to the train station early in the morning to gather and go to Wuhan.

When I came back from Wuhan, the winter vacation was over.

Thinking of this, Tang Zhitong remembered that school would start on February 2th and he might not be able to make it back in time. He had to write a letter to Teacher Zhou today to explain the situation.

After coming here, not only is transportation inconvenient, the food is not that good, and I am busy all day long. But as a member of a working-class family, I feel like I have endless energy.

There is a huge difference in mentality between working for yourself and working for capitalists.

After going upstairs, Tang Zhitong first greeted Xiao Gu and chatted with him for a while.

"Brother-in-law, I want to eat the spiced fish we had yesterday." Jingmin was not doing his homework carefully. He was listening to the teacher and his brother-in-law chatting. Not only was he distracted, he also ordered dishes.

"Okay, let's make five-spice mackerel today. Concentrate on your studies." Tang Zhitong instructed Jingmin, ended the conversation with Xiaogu, and went into the kitchen.

The method of cooking five-spice Spanish mackerel is similar to that of five-spice hairtail, except that the Spanish mackerel is a little bigger, so it can only be cut into smaller pieces. Tang Zhitong plans to add a little more salt, and the soup can be eaten for several days.

While Tang Zhitong was busy cooking the fish, Wu Aijun was very excited. He not only had the application form in his hand, but also some fragments he had sorted out after work yesterday, all of which were about some suspicious points in the case that have not yet been solved.

Directing traffic on the streets requires shifts, and the rules are quite strict. One has to straighten one's clothes in front of a discipline mirror before going on duty.

The reason why the rules are so strict is, on the one hand, because the public security department was once under the management of the military, and on the other hand, any public official who appears in front of the public represents face.

Sijiucheng is different from other cities. There are cars running on the asphalt roads here. Sitting in the cars are not only Chinese, but also many representatives from other countries.

Although we are a little poor, we can't lose our spirit in front of foreigners!

Standing on the white and red booth, no matter which country the car comes from, no matter who is in the car, you have to listen to the traffic police's command and follow the instructions of the red and white stick in the traffic police's hand. Don't mention how impressive it is!

The children coming and going were drooling at the sight of the majestic traffic policeman on the booth, and they wished they could stand there when they grow up.

Tang Zhitong just didn’t see this scene. If he had, he would have taught the kids to sing “One Cent”!
Wu Aijun did not intend to waste time, so he took the application form and all the information, straightened his clothes, hung the small stick at his waist, and went to the Criminal Investigation Department.

Zhang Xinping was under a lot of pressure, but he didn't tell Tang Zhitong.

The number of cases in the past two years has increased compared to previous years, and many cases have deadlines to be solved.

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So some people privately think that Zhang Xinping came at the wrong time, and some even think that he jumped from his comfort zone into a fire pit.

Early in the morning, Zhang Xinping organized his criminal investigation colleagues to gather together for a meeting to discuss work arrangements.

In addition to having someone to take over new cases, other people are also required to be involved in deducing those unsolved cases that have not been solved within the deadline.

When Wu Aijun came over, Zhang Xinping's office was full. Because there were so many people and the room was small, no one was sitting. Everyone, including Zhang Xinping, was standing.

Zhang Xinping wrote the digital codes coded with the dates of the cases on the blackboard and discussed the breakthroughs one by one.

"Who are you looking for?" Zhang Xinping faced the door and asked when he saw Wu Aijun.

The other colleagues had their backs to the door, and when they heard Zhang Xinping speak, they also turned their heads, and everyone's eyes were suddenly focused on Wu Aijun.

"Hello, Chief Zhang, hello everyone, I'm Wu Aijun from the traffic department. I have sorted out a few points about the case, and I came here to report." Wu Aijun was almost going crazy wanting to come to the criminal investigation department. He knew Zhang Xinping, so he stood at attention and spoke in a loud voice.

"Oh? Come in and tell me." After hearing the three words "Wu Aijun", Zhang Xinping smiled and thought to himself that Teacher Tang was quick enough!
Zhang Xinping didn't quite believe that Wu Aijun came here on his own accord, not because of Tang Zhitong's notification.

After Wu Aijun entered the room, Zhang Xinping had no intention of speaking again. Instead, he nodded at Wu Aijun, motioning him to start.

Wu Aijun was not afraid. He immediately opened the information he had compiled and started talking about it one by one.

The fact that Wu Aijun knew about so many cases was not because he had crossed the line, but because the criminal investigation department was short of staff, so they followed the "mass line" to analyze the cases and let everyone provide ideas.

After hearing Wu Aijun's analysis of the suspects in the case, starting with the suspect with the most alibis and giving the reasons, many colleagues' eyes lit up.

Zhang Xinping listened and nodded continuously. He was still hesitant after agreeing to Tang Zhitong last night. Although he wanted to borrow Wu Aijun's background, he didn't have a good excuse.

If Wu Aijun's words could solve a case, wouldn't that provide a reason?
After Tang Zhitong finished cooking the fish and soaking the rice, he hurried to the escort department.

Ma Wei finally started working today. She looked rosy and healthy. The two of them wished each other a happy old age.

Although many office workers now work more than eight hours, the gap between the rich and the poor is small, everyone is not under that much pressure, and the competition is not serious, so the sense of happiness is still quite high.

Happiness is not only measured by prices, medical levels, and number of holidays, but also by the festive atmosphere.

Across the country, the vast majority of families define the "Spring Festival" as starting from Laba Day and ending on the 15th day of the first lunar month.

In previous years, when food was not so scarce, cities would decorate with lights and organize temple fairs, and villages would also be busy, as some spontaneous entertainment was essential.

In the Northeast, there are Errenzhuan parades, in many places in the South, there are lion dances, and there are also opera singers, drum beaters, social associations, and people working in the fields. There are many different forms of entertainment, but the main theme is to have fun.

All entertainments basically revolve around celebrating the harvest and praying for good weather in the coming year, and are full of farmers' desire for food and yearning for a happy life.

Tang Zhitong wrote a letter to Teacher Zhou at the escort office, practiced his calligraphy, and read the newspaper. He did not leave early today and stayed up until the end of his shift.

When they got home, Zhang Guifang and Beibei were the only ones at home, and it was quite quiet.

"Mom, stop working. You've been tired these days. Take a break." Tang Zhitong saw Zhang Guifang making shoes again. Judging from the size, they were definitely not Tang Zhitong's. They were either made for Fengzhi or Jingmin. The probability of them being made for Jingmin was higher.

"It's not tiring to mend a pair of shoes. I can sit here and take a rest." Zhang Guifang took a safety pin and pushed it with a thimble. The needle tip came out from the other side. Then she clamped the needle tip with pliers and pulled it out.

The whole process went smoothly. Even though I was sitting, it was really tiring for my arms!

"It's New Year's Day, it's too early to wear sandals. You don't have to do it so early, go out for a walk, chat with Aunt Ma and the others, don't stay at home and get sick." Tang Zhitong turned on the lights. The days began to get longer and the weather was getting warmer, but due to the lack of lighting inside the house, it was not bright.

"I can still see, turning on the light wastes electricity." Zhang Guifang complained, rubbing the tip of a pin on her head, and then said, "Every day has its own things to do. People can't be idle. If they are idle, they will get sick."

Tang Zhitong has seen Zhang Guifang rubbing her head with a needle since she was a child, and has seen it many times in her two lifetimes.

At the beginning, Tang Zhitong didn't know why his mother did this, and was worried that the needle would pierce his scalp. Later he learned that this was to use hair oil to reduce the friction between the pin and the sole of the shoe.

"I've made an agreement with your Aunt Ma that we'll go out to dig up wild vegetables when the weather gets warmer in a few days." Zhang Guifang didn't even raise her head as she was mending shoes seriously.

“I’m afraid that by then there will be more people digging wild vegetables than there are wild vegetables.” Tang Zhitong shook his head and did not quite agree with Zhang Guifang’s approach.

Zhang Ye has already set her sights on the locust flowers and elm seeds on Chunshu Hutong Street. There are probably many people who have the same idea as her, and the same goes for wild vegetables.

There are limited wild vegetables in the city. If you want to dig them, you probably have to go to the suburbs. But you have to take a bus to the suburbs, and the round-trip ticket is not a small amount of money. You may also be bullied.

Many farmers in the countryside are already starving, but when wild vegetables sprout, city residents come to grab the food?

My aunt may be able to tolerate it, but my uncle may not be able to.

(End of this chapter)