Go back to the prosperous days and become a layman

Chapter 794 Chapter 793 Enjoying Life with the People
On May 5, after a night of north wind, the temperature in the morning was cool and pleasant, to the point where a coat was needed. Tang Zhitong felt that the phrase "like a spring breeze" should not only describe the comfort on the spiritual level, but was also appropriate to refer to the physical feeling alone.

Fengzhi got up very early. If Zhang Guifang hadn't stopped her, she would have gone to the side room and knocked on the door.

Even so, as soon as the door of the wing room opened, she ran over to urge: "Brother, sister-in-law, it's time to eat!"

"Got it. I'll leave after dinner." There is no land that can be plowed to death, only cows that can be worked to death. This period is a critical period. Tang Zhitong is also tired because Xiao Wang squeezes juice from him in different ways every day. He hasn't even finished stretching when his sister comes to urge him. Who can he complain to?
After eating, the four of them packed up their dry food and rode three bicycles straight to Chunshu Hutong.

The current Labor Day is more "socialist" in nature and is not a universal holiday worldwide. Even in a few decades, May Day will only be a legal holiday in some countries.

National organizations such as the Women's Federation and the Communist Youth League invited six or seven hundred international friends to watch the ceremony and celebrate May Day. Director Ye had a mission and left early, leaving only Jingying and Jingmin, a brother and sister, at home.

"Let's pack up and go." Tang Zhitong spoke directly without sitting down after entering the house.

To go from Huashi Street to Chunshu Hutong, you need to pass through Chang'an Avenue. There are already many teams organized by various units lined up there. It took a lot of effort for three bicycles to get through. If we wait any longer, we don't know how bad the traffic jam will be.

"Okay! Everything is packed and we're waiting for you." Jingmin took the lead, put on his small schoolbag, and walked out excitedly.

But it was no use coming down early, as Xiao Wang locked the door and was at the end of the line, so he had to wait for everyone to gather and set off together.

"Let's leave the bikes here and walk over." Thinking about the huge crowds of people on the way here, Xiao Wang looked at her husband and suggested.

"Okay, then let's walk over there." Tang Zhitong accepted the advice. It was not far from the Women's Federation dormitory to the east gate of the People's Labor and Cultural Palace, only about three or four miles, and it would take about a quarter of an hour to get there.

Walk west from Chunshu Hutong until you reach Nanchizi Street, then turn south. You will not be far away from the east gate of the Workers' Cultural Palace.

Standing on Nanchizi Street and looking south, you can vaguely see the celebrating crowd on Chang'an Avenue through the green shades of the street, and you can also hear the sound of gongs and drums.

"It's quite lively, right? It only happens once a year. The military parade will be held in half a year. Let's go in and see if we can catch the parade after we come out of the Cultural Palace." They were about to turn west from Nanchizi Street into the alley to go to the Cultural Palace, but saw Tang Zhitong standing at the T-junction in a daze, and classmate Xiao Wang pushed him.

"Oh, okay. Hold your hands tightly. There are a lot of people here today, so don't get separated." Tang Zhitong smiled and instructed his younger brothers and sisters.

As for the military parade that Xiao Wang mentioned, I’m afraid we won’t be able to see it for a long time. From this year until 84, there has been no military parade in the square. However, almost every May st and October st are celebrated with large-scale rallies and parades, which are rare festive days for the people of Beijing.

This year is different from previous years. Some time ago, the top leadership issued the "Notice on Expanding the Celebration of This Year's May 5st International Labor Day", deciding that starting from May 1st this year, the celebration parades commemorating May st will be expanded and held in a dispersed manner, that is, rallies and parades will be held in several, a dozen or dozens of venues in each city.

I heard that Beijing also listed several parks to hold celebrations. Tang Zhitong didn’t know what the situation was like in other parks, but the Cultural Palace in front of him was quite lively and there were many people.

Above the east gate hangs a plaque with the words "Working People's Cultural Palace" in typical Mao style. It is said that this is not a pieced-together inscription, but a genuine one, and one of the first inscriptions after the founding of the People's Republic of China.

Tang Zhitong didn’t know whether it was true or not, and it was not a good idea to ask around for such things.

The ticket is 1 cent each, and children can enjoy preferential tickets. However, Director Ye gave Xiao Wang a few tickets yesterday, so he didn't spend a penny on tickets on this trip.

Although they were there to perform, the time had not yet come, so they followed Xiao Wang's footsteps and started to tour the place.

It was also at this time that Tang Zhitong learned from the discussions of tourists that the more famous flowers from various temples throughout the city had been moved here for the people of the city to enjoy.

There are all kinds of flowers here, such as magnolia, peony, plum blossom, orchid, etc., but some flowers are not in bloom due to the wrong season.

There are not only flowers here, but also workers who are interested in reciting poems and painting. A few small stools and a small table become their creation desks, and the walls are covered with their works.

Even if there is no payment, they are happy to do it.

Tang Zhitong stopped and took a few looks. They were all about great development, very representative of the times.

As time went by, more and more people came into the Cultural Palace. Tang Zhitong even had the illusion that he was going out to see crowds of people on May Day decades later.

The Cultural Palace is not big, and we finished the tour in no time.

"Let's go and drink some soda." After seeing the sign for selling soda in the Cultural Palace store, Xiao Wang pulled her sister-in-law's hand and squeezed forward. Her husband invited Jingmin to drink soda, so as his sister-in-law, she couldn't be stingy.

"Take them to find a place to sit, and leave the rough work like buying things to me." Tang Zhitong was quick to grab Xiao Wang.

The incident with Yue Xijin a few days ago left Tang Zhitong with an extremely bad impression. Although the vast majority of people are good now, it cannot be ruled out that a few individuals are deliberately taking advantage of the crowd to take advantage of the situation.

Tang Zhitong would be heartbroken if someone took advantage of Xiao Wang.

Many of those who can visit the park today have tickets issued by their units, so they can still afford a bottle of soda at 1.5 cents.

In response to the enthusiastic tourists, the store specially arranged three people to be responsible for the sale of soda and ice cream.

Tang Zhitong bought six bottles of soda, at room temperature, with the sales volume today. Even if he wanted to buy iced ones, there was no supply because there was no supply at all.

But it’s okay to drink it at room temperature, after all, the weather is not hot today.

Tang Zhitong held three bottles of Arctic Ocean in each hand and squeezed out of the crowd to look for his family. When he saw Xiao Wang stand up and wave, he immediately walked over.

It was the first time for Fengzhen and Fengzhi to drink soda. Fengzhi took a sip, closed her eyes, stuck out her tongue, and commented, "It's spicy!"

"Hey, if you think it's too spicy, give it to me and drink some water." Tang Zhitong sat on the ground without any image and teased his sister.

"No way! It's orange flavored, sweet and delicious!" Feng Zhi hid the soda in her arms, as if she was really afraid that her brother would snatch it away. She turned sideways, leaving only her back to Tang Zhitong.

"You're such a grown-up, why are you teasing a child? If you want to drink, drink from my bottle." Xiao Wang said, handing her husband the bottle of soda she had just taken a sip of.

"You drink it. I'm really not used to this stuff. If it wasn't for accompanying you guys, I wouldn't want to drink it." After Tang Zhitong finished speaking, he poured a sip into his mouth. Maybe it was the carbon dioxide ratio. After drinking the soda, the spicy feeling first came from the sides of the tongue root, and then seemed to fill the entire mouth.

This feeling is not good, and it is quite different from the technological drinks of several decades later.

A young man next to him was not happy with Tang Zhitong's words. He wanted to make some sarcastic remarks, but when he saw Tang Zhitong's clothes, he immediately became silent.

As the temperature dropped today and it was a good day for the whole country to celebrate, Tang Zhitong, with the help of his classmate Xiao Wang, put on the school officer's uniform given by Wu Haiyang.

He is tall and strong, and with the blessing of the school officer's uniform, he looks particularly outstanding. The only thing that doesn't match well is the pair of cloth shoes on Tang Zhitong's feet. Although Xiao Wang mentioned several times after marriage that she wanted to buy leather shoes for her husband, Tang Zhitong refused every time. He had worn enough when he was a slave, and now that he has the opportunity to be the master of the house, he will definitely not choose leather shoes again.

While leisurely sipping the Arctic Ocean, Tang Zhitong looked at the tourists all over the garden, including not only Chinese but also some international friends, some of whom were wearing Ao Dai.

It’s true, although Annan’s skin has been exposed to sunlight for a long time and is a little darker in color, her temperament immediately rises to a higher level when she puts on Ao Dai.

This reminded Tang Zhitong of the importance of different clothes in different occasions.

"What are you looking at?" Student Xiao Wang noticed her husband's gaze, walked over quietly and asked.

"Oh? What kind of clothes do you think she is wearing? It looks a bit strange." Tang Zhitong knew that looking at another woman in front of his woman was a bit suicidal, so he deliberately transformed this suicidal desire into curiosity.

"That's Aodai, the traditional costume of Annan." Student Wang took a glance and explained to her husband.

"It looks pretty good. I think it will look even better on you." Tang Zhitong turned his head and glanced at Xiao Wang. Xiao Wang had a great figure and looked good in any clothes.

Once upon a time, Tang Zhitong came up with the idea of ​​asking Xiao Wang to make some clothes that were made of very little fabric, very thin, and not very strong, but could enhance the relationship between couples.

It would be even more wonderful if it could be added with rabbit ears, fox tail or something, and combined with difficult moves that even Ultraman toys cannot perform.

However, this idea is just something I can think about. I can try the movements, but not the clothes. I dare not even talk about it because I always feel that the time is not right.

"I won't wear it. Don't have any bad ideas." Xiao Wang seemed to see through her husband's inner thoughts and refused directly.

"Hehe, I can make a cheongsam to wear when I have the chance." Tang Zhitong compromised and slowly moved in that direction when the time was not right. This was not to satisfy his own pursuit of excitement, but to export and earn foreign exchange!

When people are well fed and clothed, they will think about sex. The per capita output value in the West is high, and Tang Zhitong has reason to believe that the conditions for promoting this thing are already in place there.

There is no need to pay attention to the quality of that kind of clothes, and less fabric is used. At that time, there will be no need to worry about the sales of leftover materials from domestic cotton mills. Maybe the foreign exchange earned from making finished products will be higher than that from normal clothes.

However, lace may not be able to be made, so this issue needs further study.

"Bah! Bad taste, I won't wear it!" Seeing her husband's expression, what else did Xiao Wang not understand? If it wasn't because it was difficult to do it in public, she wouldn't just spit.

Tang Zhitong swallowed his anger and acted serious. No matter what he said, he was taking the lead and being the first to experience it in order to increase domestic employment and national foreign exchange reserves. His public-spiritedness is evident to all. How can it be said that he was doing it to satisfy his personal desire for pleasure?

Those who know me say that I am worried, those who don't know me say that I am looking for something. Life is really lonely like snow!

Xiao Wang didn't care about her husband's little thoughts. She collected the empty soda bottles of her younger brothers and sisters and gave them all to her husband.

These people all need to go and get their deposits back. There are too many people there, and Xiao Wang doesn't want to squeeze in.

Tang Zhitong went to hand in the bottle and get back the deposit. Then, the group, led by Xiao Wang, went to watch the performance of the foreign art delegation.

The performance will take place in the Taimiao. This is what I am talking about: who is worthy of being worshipped in the Taimiao.

It is easy to say, but it is not easy to really have a temple to match the Taimiao. This place was originally where the royal families of the Ming and Qing dynasties worshipped their ancestors. Occasionally, a few meritorious officials could be listed in the side halls on the left and right sides of the main hall, but they were very rare.

Being extremely rare does not mean impossible. After all, someone once held a world-renowned wedding in this place on September 9.

There is no need to say anything about the place opposite the Taimiao. The location and timing were carefully chosen, and it is not enough to describe it as a disco on a grave.

I don’t know how this incident will be recorded in future history books.

There is an open-air stage in a corner of the Temple of Heaven, where the performance is held. There are already quite a few people on the stage, but there are several empty rows in the front.

"How about we try the front?" The back row is not very friendly to short people. Looking at the two little kids Jingmin and Fengzhi, Tang Zhitong was eager to try.

Student Xiao Wang rolled her eyes at her husband and gave him a look, telling him to figure it out for himself.

Tang Zhitong chuckled and let it go, but Jingmin refused and insisted on sitting in the front row. He was slapped in the face by the eldest sister and became obedient.

"Brother-in-law, are you afraid that my sister will beat you if you don't go to the front?" Jingmin touched his head and asked Tang Zhitong quietly.

"No, your sister has a secret weapon. Even I am afraid of it once she uses it." Tang Zhitong was certainly not afraid of being hit by Xiao Wang, but was worried about being held down. However, this did not affect his nonsense with his brother-in-law.

"What secret weapon? How come I don't know it?" Jingmin became interested and asked.

"This trick has a resounding name, called 'Lao Zi Shu Dao Shan'. Your sister will shout it out whenever she uses the trick. As long as your sister doesn't shout it out, it means her bottom line has not been touched." Tang Zhitong spoke nonsense to his brother-in-law.

Women from Sichuan and Chongqing are the most gentle Tyrannosaurus Rex, but Xiao Wang is just from there and has not been affected by the climate of Sichuan and Chongqing in her life. So far, she seems to be only gentle and not domineering.

"Huh? You also know that my sister knows this trick? She hasn't used it for a long time. Brother-in-law, I find you so pitiful." Jingmin hasn't enjoyed this trick of his eldest sister for a long time. Since his brother-in-law knows it, it must be that the eldest sister used this trick against her brother-in-law. A feeling of sympathy arose from the bottom of his heart.

"Huh? Would your sister really say that?" Now it was Tang Zhitong's turn to be surprised. Classmate Wang usually spoke authentic Beijing dialect and rarely spoke Sichuan dialect in front of him.

"It's true. When I was a child, my eldest sister often said this to me. If I didn't listen, she would beat me. My childhood was a bloody history of fighting with my eldest sister. It was horrible." Thinking of the past, Wang Jingmin felt sad, as if a slap was about to fall on him.

"Stop talking, the performance is about to start." When Xiao Wang saw his brother pulling his husband and making a noise, he slapped his brother on the head without warning.

The slap was so effective that Tang Zhitong immediately sat up straight, ready to watch the performance.

The performance was by the Hungarian Communist Youth League Art Delegation. The dance was full of exotic charm, with men and women hugging and jumping around. Many parents who brought their children subconsciously covered their children's eyes, giving them a feast for their ears, where they could only listen but not see.

Tang Zhitong looked at his brother-in-law and Fengzhi, forget it, dancing is nothing, and movies like Young and Dangerous should not be shown to teenagers. Back then, relying on the fact that Hong Kong and County were about to return, the film and television industry turned a blind eye and allowed those harmful influences to come in.

A group of teenagers did not learn their lessons well, and they happened to be severely cracked down upon, and many of them were imprisoned.

(End of this chapter)