Great Power Army Reclamation

Tangcheng’s disaster relief efforts have come to an end this winter. At the very least, no one will live in tents anymore.

This year, people across the country tightened their belts to support their compatriots who were affected by the disaster. We insist on not asking for any help from the international community!

The people of that era were different from those of later generations. Their belief is "independence and self-reliance!"

They built houses one after another with their own hands. Although the house is still very simple, even the roof is made of a thin layer of mud, which is then covered with linoleum and pressed in place with a rotor.

As long as you have a house, you don’t have to worry about heating in winter. Tangcheng is not only an industrial city in Hebei Province, but also a coal capital.

Where can people in the coal city be frozen? In the era when people all over the country used honeycomb briquettes.

The people in Tangcheng use coal that is never mixed with soil.

Ye Yuze's grandma's house has also been built. They did not build it on a street full of shantytowns.

Instead, a large four-room house was built next to the team headquarters.

Tangcheng also has cement plants and steel plants. So there is no shortage of building materials.

Although these four houses are not luxurious in the local area. But it definitely stands out from the crowd.

Grandma often says to others: "I have taken advantage of my grandson."

The second aunt and the others originally lived together. Later, I took this opportunity to build a house myself and moved out. After all, he is also a married person.

The eldest uncle is still serving as a soldier in Qingdao, so only the old couple and the younger uncle are left in the house. My uncle is ten years older than Ye Yuze. I also graduated from high school this year.

My grandfather is from Shandong, but he followed his father to Guandong when he was a child. Later, when he grew up, his father passed away, and he came to Tangcheng himself.

Because of his ability, he settled in Tangcheng. And he became the production captain of a brigade in the suburbs.

It is said to be a suburb, but it is actually a village in the city. The team doesn't have much land, so they are responsible for growing vegetables in the city.

They supply the vegetables sold in various cooperatives every day!

Every morning, my grandpa and the driver drove the carriage to deliver the vegetables from the fields to the cooperatives.

The citizens at that time were very envious of them. Because they have both a food supply and their own ration land, they don’t have to buy rice every year.

In addition, vegetables basically cost nothing, so at that time. Although they still earn cents, their living conditions are better than those of ordinary workers.

The orphans who survived the earthquake and those who had relatives were all taken away by their relatives. Those who have no relatives are adopted by families without children.

Then the rest were taken away by families without children from other places. From then on, they had no contact with the city.

What this disaster left in Tangcheng was not only shantytowns, but also many people walking on crutches or sitting on homemade carts relying on their hands.

There is no need to worry about life. The government and the units to which they belong will always provide relief funds. can maintain their basic life.

Grandpa was often confused when he was sitting in the carriage. He couldn't remember what Tangcheng was like before the earthquake.

The team was very busy, and every house was built after work had finished. Therefore, there are many self-taught masons.

Building materials are all provided by the government, some are free and some cost money. But I don’t want much.

Grandpa and the others were busy growing vegetables during the day. At that time, their slogan was not to let the people of Tangcheng have no food to eat.

And before winter comes, they must build enough greenhouses. Winter vegetables can be grown to enrich the vegetable baskets of city people.

Although most people at that time were still accustomed to storing enough Chinese cabbage to eat before winter came.

Geng Xier's father died in the earthquake. But my mother and sister survived.

Every time he saw his grandfather, he would ask: "Grandpa, when will Ye Yuze come back?"

People of this age don’t know grief yet. All he felt was that there was someone missing from his family.

Perhaps in the deepest part of his memory, the shadow that had been hunched over his shoulders since childhood flashed occasionally.

Grandpa would smile and touch his head every time.

"He came back right after graduation!"

Grandpa has never been to Northern Xinjiang, so I don’t know what the living environment is like there. But he grew up in Kanto.

I heard that northern Xinjiang is very cold. It should be similar to where I grew up, right? White mountains and black waters.

Grandpa lit the pipe and took a puff. The bags under his eyes were given to him by Ye Yuze's grandmother. He liked the jade cigarette holder and the brass pipe pot very much.

Avenue Co-op is their own community co-op. This is where they usually buy things.

I saw my grandpa and his car coming. The eldest lady of the team in charge of the vegetable area started shouting early.

"Shi Lao Mei, are you lying on your wife's bed today and can't get up? Are you here now?"

Grandpa took out the pocket watch in his coat pocket and looked at it.

"You can't sleep without a man? Are you crowing so early?"

The people next to me laughed and quickly helped unload the vegetables on the truck. Unload some here, grandpa and the others have to rush to the next place.

While unloading the car, grandpa and Handlebar had breakfast in a small shop next to it.

One dime and two taels of food stamps are given to a piece of pancake. Soy milk is free.

This small shop was state-owned, and there was no such thing as self-employed households at that time. All stores are national.

The lady selling rice at the window saw my grandpa coming and quickly handed over two bowls of soy milk.

"Come on, you can drink it now. Let it cool down for you for a while."

Grandpa and Handlebar took it over and without sitting down, they directly held the bowl and drank a bowl of soy milk "Gudong, Gudong!"

Then he took a bite of the pancake, gave the money and left. They don't have time to sit around and eat.

Grandma also cooked rice porridge at home at this time, cut a plate of pickles and called her son to get up.

My younger son is about to graduate from high school. But you couldn’t learn much in middle school at that time. What is popular is an alternative approach to education.

The sky in Tangcheng is gray in winter, and smoke is rising from the chimneys of every household. Let the originally blue sky have other colors.

Watching my little son slowly get up and wash his face. Grandma looked north. Although she couldn't see anything. But she missed her grandson.

Looking at the tomatoes in her hand, grandma said to herself:

"Yuze, grandma left tomatoes for you. This is the first time the team has grown them in winter."

When it gets dark, grandpa returns home. Grandma brought the food. Grandpa took out a dozen tickets and handed them to her.

"Go buy all the New Year stuff tomorrow! These tickets are given by people from the cooperative.

If you see who is in need, share a share. "

Grandma took it and nodded. "How much does the pork cost this year?"

Grandpa thought for a moment. "It should be fifty-eight cents!"

Grandma sighed. "Why did it rise so fast? It more than doubled!"

Grandpa glared at her.

"Didn't our food prices increase for others?"

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