Go back to the prosperous days and become a layman

Chapter 663 Chapter 662 Report
When Xiao Wang arrived home, Jingmin was still dawdling over his meal. Seeing his sister was like seeing a relative who had been separated for many years: "Sister, when will your brother-in-law take me fishing? I don't want to eat pickles every day, I want to eat fish."

"Eat, eat, eat, that's all you know. You complain that the pickles are bad? You don't know how lucky you are. Do you know what life is like out there?" Classmate Xiao Wang poked her brother's forehead. She also felt that eating pickles was hard before, but when she saw how Zhang Chengping ate yesterday, she was very educated.

After Wang finished speaking, Jingmin quickly stuffed the remaining steamed bread into his mouth, stood up, picked up his schoolbag and ran out, saying, "Mom, I'm done eating. I'm going to school."

After they left the house, Jingmin did not close the door immediately. Instead, he stuck out his tongue at Xiao Wang. This time, he was not timid. With a steamed bread in his mouth, he said incoherently, "Humph, you just don't want your brother-in-law to accompany me."

Before Xiao Wang could chase after him, Jingmin immediately went downstairs, and his "victorious" laughter could be heard in the corridor.

Jingmin attends Shijia Hutong Primary School, which is about 200 meters away from the Women's Federation dormitory. He usually goes to school alone, and after school he goes to the Women's Federation next to the school, and then goes home with his mother.

"You two always quarrel whenever you meet." Ye Zhijuan watched the siblings bickering and smiled, without any intention of blaming them.

"Mom, it's Jingmin's fault that he's so irritating." Student Wang closed the door, sat next to Ye Zhijuan, and rested his head directly on Director Ye's shoulder.

"Tell me, what's the matter?" Ye Zhijuan grabbed her daughter's hand and rubbed it a few times. There were no calluses on the palms and no chapped skin on the backs of her hands. From the feel of her hands, she could tell that she had never been bothered by housework.

"Hehe, I just wanted to ask about what happened yesterday. He didn't explain anything after he went back." Xiao Wang's little thoughts were guessed, but he didn't get angry. He asked his doubts with a smile.

"It's a long story. Since the beginning of the twelfth lunar month, foreign exchange has been arriving in the account for the inventions that Anzi made before.

As you know, we have always been short of foreign exchange. As the amount of money coming in increases, the invention of eucalyptus becomes more and more important.

Although outsiders don’t know that these things were invented by Anzi, I didn’t hide it from your Aunt Li.” Ye Zhijuan started from the cause of the incident, speaking slowly and calmly.

Student Xiao Wang listened quietly at the side, nodding as he listened, without interrupting.

“These matters are led by the Women’s Federation, and the Women’s Federation can get some of the profits, so your Aunt Li appreciates Anzi very much.

In addition, the "Barefoot Doctor Manual" thing is developing very well. A while ago, he came back from Hangzhou and your Aunt Li mentioned it when she went to report on her work. "Ye Zhijuan paused, this was the cause of the matter.

"Oh, so that's why there is an interview?" Student Xiao Wang responded at the right time.

"Well, otherwise, even if there was an audience, Anzi would not be given special care alone. This is unique." Speaking of this, Ye Zhijuan thought of what happened yesterday and laughed again unconsciously, her smile full of satisfaction for her son-in-law.

"I listened to what he said, praised him and encouraged him." Student Xiao Wang also laughed, with a bright face.

"Haha, it's not just that simple. He held Anzi's hand and patted Anzi's shoulder, which made Anzi cry." Ye Zhijuan smiled even more.

"He didn't really say that, why is he crying? Is it because he's crying too hard?" Xiao Wang's curiosity was aroused.

"How can he be so strong?" Ye Zhijuan shook her head and said with emotion: "After the meeting, Aunt Li quietly asked Anzi, and Anzi said, "He is 67 years old and his temples are all white."

"Eanzi is a good kid." After saying this, Ye Zhijuan felt that this was not enough to express her feelings, so she emphasized it again.

This sentence made Xiao Wang silent. He didn't expect there would be such a scene.

"It's okay. It's not rude. It's a true expression of emotion." Ye Zhijuan patted her daughter's hand and comforted her.

"I know, but I just feel bad. I was so busy being happy that I didn't think about this." Student Xiao Wang muttered.

"I didn't expect that either, that's why I said Anzi is a good boy and loyal." Ye Zhijuan's evaluation of her son-in-law became a little higher.

"Yeah!" Xiao Wang was proud of her mother's praise for her husband and responded with a heavy voice. But she still had to ask, "What's next? Will this be reported in the newspaper?"

"Definitely. Your Aunt Li has already arranged it, and it will probably be published tomorrow at the latest, but Anzi will not be highlighted in the report. Your Aunt Li means that Anzi is still young, and it is not a good thing for him to stand out too much. She specifically told the relevant personnel yesterday." Ye Zhijuan patted her daughter's hand again, signaling her to rest assured.

"Aunt Li is so thoughtful. I will thank her very much later." Student Wang was quite satisfied with the result.

"Your Aunt Li told me in advance that if you really want to thank us, you should make more inventions and create more foreign exchange. This will be beneficial to the country and the people." Ye Zhijuan admires Aunt Li very much. She is impeccable both in work and as a person.

"Well, then I'll go back and tell him to work hard on inventing things, and if he doesn't listen, I'll whip him with a small whip." Student Wang promised.

"How can you whip him for being naughty? Do you really treat him as a serf?" Ye Zhijuan pointed at her daughter's forehead to stop her from making trouble.

"Hehe." Xiao Wang didn't take it seriously and asked, "Mom, will there be photos published in the newspaper this time?"

"What's the matter? Do you want to ask if you have a photo with Anzi?" Ye Zhijuan keenly noticed her daughter's little thoughts and pointed it out again.

"Well, what a great opportunity. I must ask." Student Wang admitted generously.

"Yes. It was arranged by your Aunt Li. She told me yesterday that the photos will be sent to the Women's Federation in the next two days. You can rest assured." Ye Zhijuan said frankly without keeping anyone in suspense.

"That's great! Thanks, Mom!" After the dust settled, Xiao Wang was satisfied.

"Are you satisfied? If you are satisfied, let's go quickly. You will be late for work." Ye Zhijuan glanced at the watch and urged.

"There is one more thing. Yesterday, the cousin of Uncle Anzi came to our house..." Xiao Wang briefly recounted the incident and took out a piece of paper with Zhang Chengping's name and address from his pocket.

"Okay, I got it." Ye Zhijuan took it and put it directly into her pocket.

Student Xiao Wang went down the stairs humming a song and went to the Beijing Library humming a song. If she hadn't been married and had to pay attention to her image, she felt that she could jump up and down. But then she thought about it and felt that something was wrong. If she hadn't been married, then wouldn't all this have anything to do with her?

Stupidity is indeed contagious. It was all his fault. Xiao Wang thought of her husband's remarks in the morning about getting married on February 2 last year, and she put the blame on her husband. However, she smiled again, which stunned the guards of the Beijing Library...

It is said that after Tang Zhitong dropped off his two younger sisters, he went to the Post and Telecommunications College, where he bought a second-rate daily newspaper and started reading it.

It was not in the first edition, but it was in the second edition, which was quite long and included photos.

The photo was taken when he was shaking hands with Luo Qingquan, and the angle was from the front right of Luo Qingquan.

The first person on Luo Qingquan's left was Tang Zhitong. In the photo, Tang Zhitong only showed his face. Tang Zhitong looked at the photo carefully and felt relieved.

When I took this photo, there were tears on my face. However, the photo in the newspaper is made up of small dots, and the pixels are not high. Even people who are not familiar with me may not recognize me when they see it.

While feeling relieved, Tang Zhitong also felt a little disappointed. This was an opportunity to gain honor. It would have been great if they could have taken a group photo.

"Comrade, you haven't paid yet." The newspaper seller saw Tang Zhitong take the newspaper and turn a page, and urged him, praying in his heart that the young man would not put the newspaper down again.

"Oh, sorry, I was distracted." Tang Zhitong closed the newspaper, tucked it under his armpit, then took out two dimes from his pocket and handed it over: "Uncle, no need for change."

"Thank you, thank you!" The old man was grateful and kept bowing to Tang Zhitong.

Tang Zhitong smiled, held the newspaper in one hand, got on his bike and ran away. After riding about twenty meters, he pulled the newspaper into the space, intending to keep it as a souvenir.

At noon, Tang Zhitong was recognized by his roommates.

The newspapers in the reading rack of the Post and Telecommunications College are updated every day. Two copies of second-rate daily newspapers are posted each time. The upper half is pages 1, 3 and 5, and the lower half is pages 2, 4 and 6, with a comprehensive focus.

"Hey, Teacher Tang, there's a newspaper posted on the newsstand. Why do I think there's someone on it who looks a lot like you?" Tang Zhitong brought his own lunch and was eating happily in the dormitory. A group of roommates came in from outside, and Dou Yongchang was the first to ask.

"Really? How come I didn't know that?" Tang Zhitong laughed and neither admitted nor denied it.

"Hey, you don't want to admit it, right? Our dormitory head went to the teacher's office to borrow a newspaper. You can take a good look at it yourself later." Dou Yongchang put Lu Jian's lunch box aside and said calmly, as if he was telling Tang Zhitong: Let's see how you can quibble later.

"Come on, let's eat. Eating is the most important thing in the world." Tang Zhitong happily pushed his pickles to the middle. He was thinking that he would be exposed soon and he had to have a good chat with his roommates. He couldn't let them go out to help him become famous.

They were already starving, and when Lu Jian came back, half of their meal was already gone.

Lu Jian didn't mind, holding up the newspaper in his hand and said, "The teacher ran faster than the students. I had to run outside to buy a copy. Look, is this Teacher Tang?"

"You know what, this is not a resemblance at all, it's obviously them." The other students came over to look at the second version of the photo, trying to identify the blurry people in the photo.

"What are you talking about? It's very lively." At this time, Luo Zhiping finally arrived. He has been helping Lu Yan to get meals out of "friendship" recently and has been very active.

"It's said that Teacher Tang was received and it was in the newspaper." Dou Yongchang was the most enthusiastic, because he had ordered a cannon in the morning and wanted to smoke one while looking at the spiritual food, and he accidentally discovered this photo.

"Let me see, let me see." When Luo Zhiping heard this, he didn't care about eating and went closer.

Tang Zhitong looked back at the open dormitory door, stood up and closed it silently, hoping that his roommate would make less noise.

"What's there to be sure of? It's Teacher Tang. The report also mentioned the 'Barefoot Doctor Manual'. Isn't Teacher Tang one of the members?" Luo Zhiping put down his enamel rice bowl, turned around and found his handbook of which he had memorized the key chapters, turned to the page with the list of editors, and pointed at it and said.

"Okay, okay, can you let me say a few words?" Tang Zhitong raised his hands, asking his roommates to calm down first.

"Well, brothers, please give me some face and don't get too excited. Don't shout too loudly, and don't tell anyone else. I'd like to thank you all in advance." Tang Zhitong bowed to his roommates.

"So it's really you?"

"Do you have any more questions? Teacher Tang has already said thank you to everyone."

"Teacher Tang, which hand is that? Let's feel its warmth too." Dou Yongchang saw that Tang Zhitong had admitted it in disguise, so he stood up and rubbed his hands, but felt that it was not formal enough, "Wait, I'll wash my hands first!"

"I'm going too!" One of them said while washing his hands. The other roommates didn't even eat and followed Dou Yongchang out.

Tang Zhitong looked at the table full of rice and pickles, and felt deeply moved. Except for some special periods, the people at other times still recognized Him very much.

The roommates left quickly and came back quickly, and after coming back, they shook hands with Tang Zhitong one by one.

"Okay, Brother Dou, it's my turn." Dou Yongchang held on tightly and was driven away by other roommates.

At the beginning of the school year, some roommates called Dou Yongchang "Lao Dou", but after listening to Lu Jian's explanation of the meaning of "Lao Dou" in Cantonese, they all changed their way of speaking. The younger ones called him "Lao Ge" and the older ones just called him "Yongchang".

For this, Dou Yongchang once blamed Tang Zhitong for pointing it out, which caused him to lose a lot of money. As a result, he was held down and scratched by his roommate, who used a feather duster to scratch the soles of his feet. Only those who have been scratched know how it feels. Since then, Dou Yongchang never dared to mention "Old Dou" again.

"Hehe, you know what, I feel the warmth." Dou Yongchang was not angry at all, he just stood there and smiled foolishly.

Tang Zhitong laughed happily after hearing this. Dou Yongchang had just washed his hands with cold water, so his hands were warm. How could they not be warm? However, Tang Zhitong did not say anything. This atmosphere was not suitable for such words.

After shaking hands, they had to continue eating, but at this time, the roommates' attention shifted: "Teacher Tang, do you have a photo with Him?"

"No. You can see that I'm not the team leader. I'm far from qualified. It would be a great honor for me to be featured in the newspaper." Tang Zhitong denied it quickly and directly, and with confidence. He really hasn't done that yet.

"That's true, but don't be discouraged, you are still young and there will be plenty of opportunities in the future!"

Tang Zhitong hummed and hawed at this statement. This wasn't a cabbage on the street, how could there be so many opportunities? For an ordinary person to encounter this once in a lifetime would be considered a good deed.

As a result of this incident, there was a rare lack of lunch break in Dormitory 219.

Lu Jian and Dou Yongchang seemed to have lost their souls in the afternoon and nodded their heads during several classes.

After school, Tang Zhitong went to pick up Xiao Wang and his two younger sisters as usual.

When sending Jingying back to the Women's Federation dormitory, Ye Zhijuan rarely saw the couple waiting for them at the dormitory door.

Seeing the young couple stop the car, Ye Zhijuan took out an envelope from her bag, handed it to Tang Zhitong, and said with a smile: "Thank you for your hard work, drive slowly on the road."

(End of this chapter)