The doomsday gangster travels back to the 70s to be an educated youth in the countryside

As the saying goes, it’s not cold when it snows, but it’s cold when it melts. During the day, the sun is weak, and the snowman made of snow has not melted at all, but it is surprisingly cold at night.

Everyone washed up and lay on the bed. Except for Tang Jihai and Xie Cheng, everyone else was destined to have a sleepless night.

Tang Jihai knew the general direction, and knew that the country would get better and better, while the others were insignificant particles in the torrent of history, but these particles were actually experiencing these histories.

Countless nights of hesitation and confusion, they don't know where the future is, they just pass by, and suddenly hear the news that the university may be resumed, like a clear thunder ringing in their ears.

The fried people are burnt inside and tender outside, and they can't sleep at night.

Of course, there are also those who are not afraid of making copper skin and iron bones. If you can't open your university, I will sleep when I am sleepy.

"Boss, will you really resume university?" In the silent night, Wang Chenggang suddenly made a sound, which startled people.

Xie Cheng was drowsy, trembling from fright, moved his eyes, and woke up.

"Next time I'll go to the county town and go to the scrap yard." Tang Jihai said with his eyes closed, "I'll buy all the high school textbooks, and the junior high school textbooks are also fine."

"Brother, I will write to my parents and ask them to find some sets of high school textbooks for me." Xie Cheng was not excited, because he was relatively dull in studies, but this did not prevent him from looking for high school textbooks, "Brother, I don't study well."

"I can also write a letter to my classmates to borrow." Wu Ren sat up on the bed, rarely positive, "My elder brother may be able to help find it, and I will write a letter to my family tomorrow."

"If you can really go back to university, going to the countryside for so many years can be considered a way out." Yu Jianguo was very emotional. Of the six of them, he was the first to come, and he had already wasted seven years. "Otherwise, I'll just find a good girl and get married. Anyway, there is no place for me in the family."

The others were taken aback for a moment. Since Yu Jianguo came back, it was the first time he talked about going home. The others suppressed the words welling up in their throats and listened.

It turned out that on the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month of the founding of the People's Republic of China, he went home by car and bought a lot of things. He was used to being filial and loved his younger siblings.

Malted milk, biscuits, hair rope, and the pecans and chestnuts that Tang Jihai gave him before, and the rabbits they raised.

It was late when I got home, just in time for the factory to get off work in the afternoon.

"Hey, is it Lao Yu's family Jianguo?" An aunt came home with a vegetable basket, just happened to meet her, and asked with a curious smile, "Is this going back to the city?"

"Hello, Auntie, what kind of delicious food did you buy?" Yu Jianguo greeted with a smile. The neighbors who live close usually know each other. "This time I asked for leave to go home for the New Year."

"Come home, your parents are happy."

I met several people I knew along the way, and Yu Jianguo was in a daze for a moment. It was no different from before he went to the countryside. He greeted each other when he met his neighbors, and there was no sense of disobedience.

It's just that there was a curious one who pulled him to ask how he was doing?Are you married?Do you have children?

After dealing with these people, he quickly slipped away, his enthusiasm was overwhelming.

The family lived in a tube building, and several households shared a kitchen and toilet. The whole building was dusty, but to him, who was far away from home, it seemed so cute and amiable.

Came to the door of the house, knocked on the door, footsteps came from the room, creaked, the door opened, a slender and handsome woman opened the door, and asked gently: "Who are you looking for?"

Yu Jianguo was stunned for a moment, and then he came back to his senses, "Is it a younger brother or sister? I am Yu Jianguo, brother Yu Jianhua."

As soon as the words were finished, the door slammed shut, and a male voice came from inside, "Wenxiu, who is it?"

The house is not soundproof, the sound is slightly louder, and people outside can hear it clearly. After seven years, Yu Jianguo still recognized the voice of his second brother Yu Jianhua.

Yu Jianguo knocked on the door, "Jianhua, it's me, open the door."

The movement of the conversation inside was silent, and after a pause, there was an exclamation: "Brother?"

The door opened again, and the man who came out was about 25 or [-] years old, dressed in ordinary clothes, and looked somewhat similar to Yu Jianguo.

"Brother, it's really you!" Yu Jianhua was surprised, "Why are you back?"

"I can't come back?" The joy on Yu Jianguo's face could no longer be maintained, he squeezed away Yu Jianhua and walked in.

First, the younger brother's daughter-in-law shut him out without knowing the reason, and the younger brother opened the door, speaking as if he shouldn't come back.

Yu Jianguo didn't know how to describe his mood. He was poured a bowl of cold water by his younger brother and younger siblings. It wasn't too cold, but it was still uncomfortable.

"Jianhua, who's here?" Mother Yu, who was knitting a sweater, came out to ask when she heard the movement. Seeing Yu Jianguo, the knitting needle in her hand dropped, and she stepped forward excitedly, "Jianguo?"

Yu's mother was emotional, and after repeated confirmation, tears blurred her vision. She touched her son's arms and face, and called her son's name, crying uncontrollably.

"Mom!" Yu Jianguo looked at his mother in front of him, and couldn't help crying. After seven years of leaving, did his mother have so many wrinkles on her face?

Yu's father got off work late, and when he came back, Yu Jianguo's two brothers had just coaxed Yu's mother back.

Yu Jianguo's appearance is more like his father's, and his personality is also the same. He usually doesn't talk much, "Come back for the New Year, good, good."

Yu's father was happy, but he couldn't say anything to express his happiness. He went back to the house and took out a bottle of white wine that he hadn't been willing to drink for several years, and asked Yu's mother to cook a few more dishes tonight.

Yu Jianguo took out all the things he brought, "These are walnuts and chestnuts, they are all from the mountains, and they don't cost money."

"Hey, it's better to be in the countryside. If you want to eat something, you can go up the mountain." Yu Mu put away the walnuts and chestnuts, "I still have brown sugar? We don't drink it anymore, you can keep it for yourself."

"I'm a grown man and I don't drink this." Yu Jianguo smiled and took out two more cans of malted milk.

"This is malted milk, brother, is this for your niece?" Yu Jianhua held the malted milk in his hand, looking left and right without letting go.

"One can for my little niece and one can for my parents." Yu Jianguo picked up another can on the table and pushed it to his mother's hand. "Drink something if you have nothing to do, it's good for your health."

"We are in good health." Mother Yu touched the jar of malted milk essence, looked at the red plastic wrapping paper on it, "Save it for the stars."

Yu Jianhua laughed so hard that he couldn't see his teeth, and said jokingly, "Thank you Grandma Xingxing, thank you Uncle Xingxing." He picked up the two jars and put them in his room.

The things belonged to his filial parents. If the things were given to the parents, they belonged to the parents. Normally, whoever the parents give the things to is the parents' own business.

But Yu Jianguo felt a little uncomfortable.

After distributing the things they brought, Yu's mother and Yu Jianhua's daughter-in-law went to cook with all their heart, and Yu Jianguo had no time to ask, "Dad, where is my little sister? Why haven't you come back yet?"

"How old is your sister, isn't she getting married?" Father Yu sat on a chair and showed his wine to his son with a smile, "Smell it, it's good wine."

"No, my little sister is married? Why didn't you write to tell me?" Yu Jianguo was puzzled again, "Who are you looking for?"

Sitting next to Yu's father, Yu Jianhua said to Yu Jianguo who was opposite: "It's my wife's and the others'. The family conditions are good."

Yu Jianguo choked up, specifically?
"The man is as old as the younger sister? Where are the brothers and sisters' hometown? When did the younger sister get married?" Yu Jianguo couldn't wait to ask. He hadn't seen him for a few years, and when he came back, he didn't even notify him of the younger sister's marriage.

Seeing his displeasure, Yu Jianhua explained: "You are far away, I didn't tell you, it's because parents don't want you to go back and forth."

Back and forth?Who cares about the elder brother going home and sending the younger sister out, calling him to run back and forth?
Yu Jianguo pursed his lips and looked at Yu's father, while Yu's father looked aside. He didn't meet Yu Jianguo's eyes, but waved his hands, "Your brother is right, why are you going back and forth? Can't you see Jianmei again this time?"

toss?To be honest, Taiping Village belongs to Yuanfeng City, which is close to Anbo City. He set off early in the morning and arrived at four or five in the afternoon.

Is it far?It doesn't seem close, but it's not that far either.