Go back to the prosperous days and become a layman

Chapter 680 Chapter 679
"The Science and Technology Commission informed me two days ago that they want to transfer you there. What do you think?" After Ye Zhijuan gave the instructions, she continued to tell him the information she had received in the past two days.

"No, I've only been in college for one semester and I'm doing fine here." Tang Zhitong shook his head and refused without hesitation. Any more hesitation would have been disrespectful to Hao Ren.

I am a sponsored student. If I agree to be transferred at this time, it would be equivalent to cutting myself off from the post and telecommunications sector, and I will never be able to stay in this system again.

"Then I'll help you reject it." Ye Zhijuan was very satisfied with her son-in-law's reaction.

A few days ago, the Science and Technology Commission used the name of "invention" to say that there was a very good environment and atmosphere there and hoped to transfer Tang Zhitong there.

After all, they had dealt with each other before, and out of consideration for the relationship, Ye Zhijuan's first reaction was to thank the other party. She did not directly reject the proposal, but made an excuse to come back and ask the person's opinion, and then hung up the phone in a friendly manner.

After hanging up the phone, I was angry for a while. The Science and Technology Commission said it was for better inventions, and it also meant to consider Tang Zhitong's future, but the deeper issue was one of interests.

Ye Zhijuan did not think that the Science and Technology Commission would be able to distribute part of the income from Tang Zhitong’s inventions and creations to the Women’s Federation after he was transferred there.

Tang Zhitong was transferred there, but at such a young age, it was impossible for him to get a higher position, and the Women's Federation lost its income. Who is the biggest winner?
What's more, doing so would hurt Sister Li's reputation, and the loss would outweigh the gain.

After Ye Zhijuan came back, she did not ask Tang Zhitong immediately, but kept waiting. If she had not met her son-in-law today, she would have even refused on his behalf in a few days on the grounds that Tang Zhitong did not want to go.

"Yeah." Tang Zhitong was not stupid. He clearly felt that the Science and Technology Commission's operation was not fair.

First, they didn't contact me, and second, they didn't communicate with the Sijiucheng Post Office. At least they should follow the normal procedures, right?
If you ask your elders for favors, you still have to state the conditions first, right? How uncivilized is that?

"I have already informed your Uncle Luo about Xiao Zhang's matter. He will pay special attention to it, so you can rest assured." After talking about the first two things, Ye Zhijuan mentioned Zhang Chengping's matter in a casual manner.

"Okay, I'll see if I can come across a rabbit, pheasant or something like that some other day and kill one for Uncle Luo." Tang Zhitong was very happy to hear this. It was the first time that he had done something for his relative and the process went smoothly. He had to be sensible.

"Don't force yourself. The treatment at your Uncle Luo's side is better than that of ordinary citizens." Gratitude was the right thing to do, but Ye Zhijuan didn't want to put her son-in-law in a difficult position, so she didn't say anything definite.

"Well, I'll try. Yesterday when I was at work, I saw a pigeon standing on the roof. I didn't even have a slingshot at the time, so I could only watch." Tang Zhitong explained.

When people are hungry, they eat whatever they can catch, and no one cares whether the pigeons are domestic or wild.

I heard from Ma Wei that several employees in the escort department already carry slingshots to work.

Escorts are under dual management and have work disciplines. Their workplace is not outdoors, so even if there are pigeons, they are not allowed to use guns and can only use slingshots to shoot them.

Even with a slingshot, you still have to score where the pigeon lands.

It is okay if it falls on tree branches, walls, electric wires, etc., but it is not okay if it falls on windowsills and roofs. If you are not careful, it can easily hit the glass or tiles.

"Sister, I have been very diligent in washing dishes recently, and I also swept the floor. Can you return the slingshot to me? I also want to shoot pigeons. When I shoot pigeons, I will ask my brother-in-law to cook for me." When he heard about the slingshot, Wang Jingmin became energetic again and remembered the agreement between the siblings.

"I'll use it for a few days and give it to you when I'm done." Tang Zhitong took the slingshot before Xiao Wang could speak.

If you want to hunt rabbits, you have to go into the mountains, and your time may not allow it. However, it is very reasonable to "encounter" a few turtledoves or pigeons on the way to work or school. Even if you are very lucky, it is possible to "encounter" a pheasant.

Whether you are going to work or school, it is impossible to carry a gun, so the only thing you can use is a slingshot. This thing is easy to carry and it is not conspicuous when you put it in your pocket.

When I catch some wild game one day, I will give the slingshot to my brother-in-law.

Tang Zhitong had a clear plan, but Wang Jingmin didn't know it, so his face fell when he heard what his brother-in-law said.

"I'll take you fishing. Is that okay?" Seeing that his brother-in-law was unhappy, Tang Zhitong glanced at his watch and saw that there was still time, so he spoke.

"Okay!" Upon hearing this, Wang Jingmin became interested and begged Ye Zhijuan, "Mom, can I go?"

"Your sister took away the fishing rod last time. How can you fish without a fishing rod? Wait for your sister to bring the fishing rod back before going with your brother-in-law." Ye Zhijuan touched her son's head with a gentle tone.

Since the Lantern Festival, my son has mentioned several times that he wants to go fishing and catch big fish so that he can have a dish for the family.

Regardless of whether you can catch the fish or not, at least the intention is good.

Ye Zhijuan was worried about her son going fishing alone, nor was she comfortable with him going fishing with others, but she felt reassured knowing that her son-in-law was by his side.

"Hey, Mom, the fishing rod is with Master Gao. I gave it to him last time I brought it downstairs." Tang Zhitong saw the disappointment on his brother-in-law's face and gave him hope again.

According to Xiao Wang, the fishing rod must be taken home, but Tang Zhitong said that they could use two fishing rods together to fish, and maybe Grandpa Gao could catch more fish, so he successfully convinced her.

"Brother-in-law, let's go downstairs now!" When Wang Jingmin heard there was a door, he immediately pulled Tang Zhitong out.

"Well, Wenwen, wash the shepherd's purse and mix it when I come back." Tang Zhitong first assigned a task to Xiao Wang, then said hello to Ye Zhijuan before going out with his brother-in-law.

Looking at his brother-in-law walking down the stairs with a happy face, Tang Zhitong felt that this child would have a bright future. His emotions went up and down in a short period of time, but he did not cry, which showed that his psychological endurance was still acceptable.

"Master Gao, are you busy?" Wang Jingmin was in front and Tang Zhitong was behind. As soon as they turned around the foot of the building, they saw Gao Dashan tinkering with a bicycle. The bicycle was upside down. Tang Zhitong looked friendly as he had seen people repairing bicycles like this before.

"Hey, Xiao Tang. The wheel needs to be fixed. I'll take advantage of this moment to grab it." Gao Dashan was sitting on the bench. After hearing Tang Zhitong's voice, he stood up.

"Please sit down. Your sister-in-law is at home, right? I want to use the fishing rod and take Jingmin to fish, and then give it back to you when I come back." Tang Zhitong spoke a little loudly, deliberately speaking for Zhang Ye in the room to hear.

The bicycle belongs to Lu Lixian. Today is Sunday, Wu Haiyang is on vacation, so Zhang Ye was given a day off as well.

"I'm here. I'll get it for you." Sure enough, Zhang Ye responded loudly from inside.

"Master Gao, where are there more fish recently?" Cigarettes are the forerunners of dealing with people. Although Tang Zhitong no longer smokes, he always carries cigarettes with him. He squatted down, took out a cigarette and lit it for Gao Dashan.

"There aren't many fish everywhere. Maybe Houhai will be better." Gao Dashan has difficulty walking. Due to his work, he only goes fishing when Zhang Ye is on break, and he only goes to the nearby Tongzi River. But this does not prevent him from communicating with other anglers.

"Okay, then let's go to Houhai later." Tang Zhitong was no stranger to Houhai and could ride a bicycle to it in a short while.

Zhang Ye was very quick. After a few words, she came out with two fishing rods, and a bucket for putting fish in it.

"Thank you, sister-in-law, you are so thoughtful. I will also play a few clubs." Tang Zhitong did not refuse, and stood up and took it happily. "We are all family, no need to be polite." Zhang Ye has been in Sijiu City for more than three months, and he is still a little unaccustomed to the courtesy here.

"Hey, then I'll share the fish between you two when I catch them. How is Xiaoguang now? Can he turn over?" Although Tang Zhitong could see Zhang Ye's restrainedness, her expression and the way she treated people were slowly becoming more like those of the residents of Sijiu City, which was much better than it was three months ago.

"Doctor Lu said it would take another two months for him to turn over. Now he can lift his head and looks chubby. It's so rare to see him." After Zhang Ye finished speaking, he did not forget to glance at Gao Dashan, with obvious encouragement in his voice.

"Hehe, that's good, that's good. I won't disturb you anymore. I'll take Jingmin to go fishing first." Tang Zhitong was forced to eat a mouthful of dog food, and hurriedly took his brother-in-law to go cycling.

Tang Zhitong adjusted the front of the bike, hung the bucket on the handlebars, asked Jingmin to sit in the back first, and then asked him to carry the fishing rod on his shoulder along the direction of the bicycle to prevent it from scratching passers-by along the way.

Because it was Sunday, there were some wild boys running around in the alley, so Tang Zhitong didn't ride very fast.

When he rode to the main road, Tang Zhitong saw a bus with a gas tank on top swaying like a drunkard before it stopped and the anxious passengers rushed on.

Faced with everyone's enthusiasm, the female conductor in a Lenin suit leaned half of her body out of the window and shouted outside: "Don't squeeze in the back! Those who can't get on will have to wait for the next train!"

The passengers didn't buy it and squeezed in as usual. There were not many trains running now and it was unknown when the next one would come.

Happiness is relative. Seeing this scene, Tang Zhitong felt that it was good for him to have a bicycle. Even if the monthly bus ticket could be reimbursed and riding a bicycle for ten kilometers would consume two steamed buns, the advantage was that he had freedom and convenience in coming and going.

Houhai is very large. Passing Yandaixie Street and heading northwest is the area of ​​Shichahai and Houhai.

The ancients believed that water could bring wealth, so there have been several royal palaces here since the Qing Dynasty.

After liberation, the environment around here was managed and many senior officials chose to live in this area.

No matter who lives here, the road here is still narrow. In addition, the grocery store here supplies vegetables today, which has blocked the road for a while.

The bicycle couldn't pass, so Tang Zhitong braked and got off the bike. He was just thinking about whether to turn around and go around when he heard an old lady who was buying vegetables nearby holding half a cabbage with drooping leaves happily saying to the neighbor in the queue behind her: "Auntie, don't queue anymore, there are only two cabbages left in front."

"What? There are only two left?" The old lady's voice was loud. When the residents in front who had been waiting in line for a long time and failed to buy a vegetable heard it, they shouted in dissatisfaction. Then some people squeezed forward holding their vegetable coupons.

A young woman with short hair had her cotton shoes stepped on. She stamped her feet anxiously and said, "Aunt Liu, please take care of it! This month's vegetable coupons are..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by a bamboo pole sticking out from the side. An old lady with a red armband banged the bamboo pole on the ground, and occasionally used it to separate the crowd: "Line up! Line up! The dishes are based on the number of people, how can there be less for you?! Who just shouted that there are only two left? I'll deal with her when I get back!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the crowd immediately shrank by half a head. There was no sound at all, and only the rustling sound of bamboo baskets colliding against each other remained.

A series of car bells rang out, and a young man in overalls put one foot on the ground to brake the car. There was a bulging sack tied to the back seat, and he kept asking others to give way to him: "Excuse me, please!"

Tang Zhitong consciously pushed his bicycle to the side to make way for others.

"Little guy, lift the fishing rod higher, or it's poking someone." The young man got out of the car, nodded to Tang Zhitong, and reminded Wang Jingmin in the back seat.

"Hmph!" Wang Jingmin rolled his eyes at him. He hated being called little guy.

The order was better now. Tang Zhitong took advantage of the path cleared by the young man in front and followed closely behind, trying to squeeze through this section of the road with him.

"Hey, what do you think is in the sack?" The crowd, which had just been quiet for a while, saw the bulging sack of the young man and "quietly" asked their neighbor.

"Maybe he was fishing here, didn't you see him coming with a fishing rod?" Some people mistakenly thought that Tang Zhitong and the young man were from the same group.

"Oh my god, it's already this late and you're still fishing in a nest?" someone chimed in, half of them didn't believe it and the other half were in disbelief.

The young man in front had already squeezed out of the crowd, got on his bike and ran away. Tang Zhitong ignored the chattering and pushed his bike forward, telling them with practical actions: You guessed wrong!

"Boundary, didn't you see them separate? They are definitely not in the same group."

"That's possible. Maybe they've agreed to meet somewhere?"

When he heard the first sentence, Tang Zhitong was quite happy. Finally a man from Tianjin figured it out. But when he heard the second sentence, he was furious. This old woman is really good at guessing!

Ahead of the grocery store is the grain store.

The food supply in Sijiu City is more sufficient than that of non-staple food, so there are fewer people queuing here.

Tang Zhitong took a look inside and saw a clerk with a festive look. He was wearing a bulky cotton coat, wrapping himself up like a chipmunk.

There is nothing wrong with being fat, but working in a grain store during that special period would definitely lead to gossip.

A few little girls were skipping rubber rope next to the grain store. The red ropes on their braids appeared and disappeared among their black hair with the rhythm of their feet, and the four big words "Increase Production and Save" cut out of red paper on the wall of the grain store stood out.

"Okay, that's it." Tang Zhitong pushed the cart forward another five or six meters and stopped.

Maybe because there are too many people here and it's so noisy, not many people fish here.

Some sophisticated anglers will choose to fish in quiet places, as it is said that there will be more fish in such an environment.

Tang Zhitong doesn't care about this. If he really has nothing to say, he can just cheat.

After Tang Zhitong waited for his brother-in-law to get off the car, he glanced at the wall on the side of the road when locking the car. There was a propaganda slogan on it, and in the slogan "muster up all efforts", only half of the character "力" was left.

The remaining "巠" character not only has a torn half below it, but also a pile of excrement next to it.

Inexplicably, a series of images appeared in Tang Zhitong's mind: After his grandson took a shit, the aunt tore off a piece of slogan...

If this was filmed by foreign media, it would probably make a big fuss, right?

(End of this chapter)