Go back to the prosperous days and become a layman

Chapter 638 Chapter 637 Feng Zhi "Passed the Imperial Examination"

"It's fine to use wine bottles, why buy candlesticks? I'd rather use that money to make you some clothes. The only thing you can wear out now is your work clothes." Xiao Wang disagreed with Tang Zhitong's suggestion to waste money, and she only wanted to make decent clothes for her husband.

"Forget about clothes. We haven't been given many cloth coupons this year. We're going to have a baby soon, so we have to save some to buy diapers for the child. Children grow fast, and they need to change clothes frequently. It takes a lot of cloth coupons to buy clothes for all four seasons." Tang Zhitong also disagreed with Xiao Wang's suggestion to waste money.

"At most I can buy some diapers, forget about the clothes. I can just modify some old clothes when the time comes. The child won't understand anyway."

"Hey, you really are a real mother. If you don't do that, we will live a prosperous life, and many neighbors will be jealous. They say a lot of sour words all day long. If you wear bright and beautiful clothes, won't they be jealous to death? In my opinion, it would be better to have a few more patches on the clothes, otherwise you can put patches on the elbows, cuffs and knees of my clothes." Tang Zhitong really didn't plan to make clothes. There are few cloth coupons this year, and there will be even fewer next year, the year after next, and the year after that. By then, no matter what position you are in, except for the staff who connect with foreign countries, everyone else will have at least eight patches on their body.

There were fewer cloth coupons this year, but many people did not complain too much. Money was limited and they had to take care of food first. Even if there were cloth coupons, many people would not buy cloth.

Old clothes can be worn for another season by mending them, but I can’t stand being hungry for two days.

"Why put patches on nice clothes? You don't have to do this even if you want to wear them for a long time. Okay, if you don't want to do it, then don't regret it later." Student Wang thought her husband was joking and didn't take it seriously.

Tang Zhitong smiled and decided that he would certainly not regret it.

As a young man with an old soul in a young body, Tang Zhitong doesn't care about face. In life, substance is more important than face. Everyone thinks it's better to be poor.

Rich has distant relatives in the mountains, and no one asks the poor in the downtown.

It is so comfortable when no one disturbs your life.

Without power, the already boring nightlife became even more monotonous. The couple warmed their feet, turned out the lights and went to bed.

Xiao Wang is a talented writer. She gave her husband a Chinese lesson: There is a man in Beijing who is good at ventriloquism...

On Tuesday, February 2, the wind remained southerly.

After breakfast, Tang Zhitong packed up the pickles and followed Xiao Wang and Feng Zhen as a bodyguard, riding towards Chunshu Hutong.

Fengzhi knew that today was a crucial day that would determine whether she would be selected. She was a little nervous and not as excited as before. She didn't say a word this time.

When they arrived at Chunshu Hutong, Tang Zhitong first went upstairs to put down the pickles, and then went downstairs with his sister-in-law.

When the group arrived at the Minzu Hotel, they split into two groups. Xiao Wang took Fengzhi to the radio station, while Tang Zhitong escorted the two sisters to school.

The radio station is located in Zhenwu Temple outside Fuxingmen. China National Radio and Beijing National Radio are both there. It is not far from Gu Yong’s home, on the same north-south street.

The Minzu Hotel is ten stories high and was one of the ten buildings dedicated last year. It is one of the most magnificent buildings in the world.

The Minzu Hotel is currently open all night and its doors are not closed. The "first fraud case" occurred here. After the incident, the hotel strengthened security and closed on time at 11 p.m.

There was also a misunderstanding because the door was closed early, and a certain big shot was stopped outside. The door was not opened until the security guard saw the small license plate starting with "G" outside the door.

When working as a security guard in this kind of unit, you must remember everyone's license plate number.

After arriving at the school, Tang Zhitong received two letters forwarded by Luo Zhiping.

One of the letters was sent from Wuhan. When I opened it, I saw photos I took next to the Yangtze River Bridge.

No matter how difficult life was, no one lied to Tang Zhitong. They really took pictures, developed them and sent them to him. If this happened in an age where money is everything, there is no guarantee that someone would have taken the money, written down the address and pretended to take pictures, but would never have developed the pictures, let alone sent them to others.

Anyway, communication is inconvenient and the cost of tracing is high, so who would go back specifically to report the case and arrest someone?

This business is a quick way to make a fortune and earn a fortune! It just proves the saying that "you can earn more if you have no conscience".

The other letter was sent from the Public Security Bureau of Beijing, and was written by classmate Wu Aijun.

The letter told Tang Zhitong that he had been transferred to the criminal investigation department as he wished and became a formal police officer.

Wu Aijun was very grateful for Tang Zhitong's help. He asked Tang Zhitong to write him a letter after his business trip and he would visit him again.

After reading Wu Aijun's reply, Tang Zhitong laughed. This kid was still trying to thank him after the fact.

Although Tang Zhitong didn't need it, he still felt very relieved.

During the break, Tang Zhitong wrote a letter back to Wu Aijun, stating that the two families didn't need to worry about these details, and asked Wu Aijun to get together again when spring came.

The reason why we postpone the time is that there will be more vegetables on the market by then, making it easier to arrange.

At the same time, a radio station staff member approached Wang: "Hello, Comrade Wang Jingwen. I am Yang Lin."

"Hello, Editor Yang." Student Wang had an impression of Yang Lin. She had been among the judges for the recent young singer selection competitions. Other staff members of the radio station all called her Editor Yang, and their attitude was very respectful.

"'One Cent' is a very good song, positive and catchy, and it will definitely be liked by the general public. It must have been quite difficult to create, right?" Yang Lin started by praising "One Cent" to the fullest.

"It's okay. During the Spring Festival, my wife got inspiration from the movie "Today I Take a Day Off". After we went back home, we worked together to write it." Xiao Wang was very happy that the song he helped write was recognized, but most of the credit went to Tang Zhitong.

"Oh, you are really a like-minded revolutionary couple. Everyone is so envious." Yang Lin started by praising them, and then changed the subject before she finished speaking: "You don't have any creative plans in the near future? Can I ask you to write on behalf of the radio station?"

"We are both amateurs and have no creative plans, but my husband said that he would consider creating again. I will go back and discuss the details with him. Or I will get back to you later?" Xiao Wang did not agree immediately, but he left a message, and it was a hopeful one. "Okay, okay, thank you. People are thirsty for spiritual food now, and we are looking forward to your new work." Yang Lin was delighted after hearing Xiao Wang's reply.

"Editor Yang, you're welcome. Do you have any requirements for the type of songs?" Xiao Wang is not very familiar with this industry, but at least he knows a little bit about it. Songs are similar to photography and painting. There must be a theme before creation.

"It's best to be inspiring and make people full of motivation." Yang Lin gave a direction based on her own work. No matter what the situation is outside, the current propaganda focus of the radio station is still to take big steps.

"Okay. I'll make a note of it." Student Wang nodded and planned to go back and tell Tang Zhitong about it.

Yang Lin is a person who understands the ways of the world. Even though she has no close relationship with Xiao Wang, in the end, the qualification of the singer of "One Cent" was given to Feng Zhi.

There are many other young contestants who have connections among the selection, but none of them can provide songs to the radio station!
Yang Lin had a clear plan. This time, "One Cent" was given to the songwriter's relatives. Next time, he couldn't give it back to the songwriter's relatives, right? Even if the song was not agreed, he would not lose much because Fengzhi's voice and sense of rhythm were both good. She could be chosen or not.

Since Fengzhi had obtained the qualification to sing "One Cent", she had to continue recording the song. The aunt and sister-in-law did not go home for lunch and had their meal directly in the cafeteria of the radio station.

Xiao Wang brought his own steamed bread and pickles, while Fengzhi ate the "state meal" with a note from the TV station.

"Sister-in-law, how many days are you going to sing here?" It was the first time for Fengzhi to enjoy such treatment. The ordinary white rice tasted particularly sweet. While eating, her eyes rolled around.

"Do you still want to eat in the radio station's cafeteria every day? Pay attention in the afternoon and try to pass it in one go." As the aunt and sister-in-law have been getting along for a long time, Xiao Wang can probably understand Fengzhi's pulse and directly put an end to her bad thoughts.

"Hehe, okay." Fengzhi didn't really care about the food here. She just wanted to show off to her classmates when she returned to school that she had eaten at the radio station for a few days.

She even thought of how to show off: I met the host of the radio station that broadcast "Little Trumpet" and he was very friendly and even talked to me; the white rice I ate in the cafeteria was dry and a bit choking...

Although classmate Xiao Wang asked Fengzhi to pass it in one go, Fengzhi rehearsed with the performance teacher several times in the afternoon and only recorded the last time.

By the time the aunt and sister-in-law walked out of the radio station, it was almost time to get off work.

"Is your throat tired?" After Fengzhi sat down in the back, Xiao Wang rode the bicycle a few times and his long legs easily crossed over the front beam of the bicycle.

"Not tired!" Fengzhi was very happy today. She had limited knowledge and originally thought that one child who sang well would be selected from many children and given a certificate or something. She didn't expect that after the singing, the song would be broadcast through the "Little Trumpet" for children all over the country to hear.

Children from all over the country, Fengzhi couldn't even imagine how many children there were. She had never even left the inner city. The farthest place she had been was the zoo that her brother and sister-in-law took her to...

On the way home, Xiao Wang passed by the post office and took out the eight yuan manuscript fee. This time he remembered to bring the remittance slip. He had originally planned to send Fengzhi home at noon and pick it up on the way to work in the afternoon. Unexpectedly, after a "transaction", Fengzhi was selected!
After arriving home, Zhang Guifang was so excited that she almost cried after hearing her daughter's good news. Both her son and daughter have made great achievements!
Although no tears came out, some blood would come out. Zhang Guifang took out six eggs for the first time and peeled five or six shallots, planning to make scrambled eggs with shallots tonight!
After class, Tang Zhitong went to the Beijing Library first. When he didn't see Xiao Wang's bicycle in the parking lot, he went to Erlong Road decisively.

After sending Jingying off, he took Fengzhen back home.

Fengzhi repeated the good news and told her brother and sister very proudly.

"Okay, good. I didn't expect that we can save hawthorns and chestnuts this time." After listening to this, Tang Zhitong rewarded Fengzhi with a pat on the head, and then said to Xiao Wang with a smile.

"Brother, what about hawthorn chestnuts? I want to eat them!" Fengzhi didn't know the reason, but it didn't stop her from wanting to eat chestnuts.

"Eat, eat, eat. You've already eaten two Iraqi dates today. You're not allowed to eat any more. Eat later." Zhang Guifang was unhappy. Although she had won face for herself, the child could not take advantage of this to get ahead of herself.

"Mom, did you buy dates?" Tang Zhitong put down his bag and asked.

"Well, no matter how many people there are in the family, one food coupon can only buy two kilograms. Families with more people are discussing dividing the family." Zhang Guifang took out the Iraqi dates she bought today and gave them to Fengzhen and Tang Zhitong who had not tasted them yet to try them.

"Home is where my mother is, we don't share." Tang Zhitong didn't like Iraqi dates, and when he saw that Zhang Guifang only gave Fengzhen one, he gave his own one to Fengzhen as well. He just heard Fengzhi eat two today.

"If you don't want to divide it, then don't divide it." Zhang Guifang smiled happily after hearing what her son said.

In fact, people split up their families not just for two kilograms of Iraqi dates. Sometimes other non-staple foods are also issued according to the non-staple food certificates. Families with a large population can definitely buy more than one book if they split the food into pieces.

In order to have something to eat, large companies set up farms outside the city, and ordinary people can only take advantage of this loophole.

"Look at how cowardly you are. You don't even mind that your hands are dirty. Wash your hands and go read a book first." Tang Zhitong rolled up his sleeves and prepared to cook. When he saw Fengzhi sucking her fingers that were covered with Iraqi dates, he slapped her on the head.

"The street has issued a notice that there will be rotational power cuts in the future. I bought some kerosene today, but kerosene is in short supply, so I can only buy two taels at a time." Zhang Guifang turned on the light and used the light to pour the little kerosene left into the kerosene lamp.

"Really? Then we need to ask for some more coal and save it. Mom, when spring comes, the coal supply may be a little better. You can ask for more each time and save some for the winter." After hearing about the power rationing, Tang Zhitong's first reaction was that coal production had decreased.

Nowadays, most of the electricity used by residents is coal-fired. Last year's power outage was due to the large number of tribute projects, and electricity had to be supplied to relevant units first.

Since last year's celebration, residents' electricity supply has been stable for a while, with no power outages for about three or four months, but there have been three or four power outages in the past few days.

Although Tang Zhitong said last night that it might be a line failure, he himself did not really believe it. Whose line failures are so frequent? In the final analysis, it was still the food that was causing the trouble.

The coal miners’ rations have been reduced, and if they are not well fed they will not have the energy to work, so naturally the coal output will be less.

Coal is not only used for heating, cooking and generating electricity, but is also an indispensable energy source and raw material for other industries.

Coal production has decreased, and when it is transported to Sijiu City and then further down, there will be less coal available for power generation and daily life, so Tang Zhitong reminded Zhang Guifang to pay attention to coal storage.

Faced with the complaints of the people, Tang Zhitong had reason to believe that the person under the greatest pressure at the moment should be Yan Xiongfei, because he was the leader of the Materials Bureau in charge of coal supply.

(End of this chapter)