Rebirth 1975: Tore up the call-back order at the beginning

When I came out of the Medical Research Center, it was already past three in the afternoon!

Zhou Yang originally planned to go back to the research institute to have a look, but when he saw the printing factory not far away, he thought for a while and immediately asked Chen Beixuan to drive over.

After arriving at the factory, Zhou Yang did not go to the director or deputy director, but went directly to the editorial department. He wanted to see Lao Zhang.

Since Li Youwei started school, the Zhou family has basically stopped cooking together. In addition, Zhou Yang is busy with work and has no time to take care of Lao Zhang, so he moved back to the dormitory of the printing factory.

Counting the time, Zhou Yang hasn't seen Lao Zhang for half a month, and he doesn't know how he is doing now.

Zhou Yang was still a little worried about Lao Zhang's physical condition, so he came over to take a look while he had time now.

The editorial office of the printing factory is located in the northwest corner of the entire factory. It is the row of buildings farthest from the printing workshop, and the entire row of more than 20 rooms are all for the editorial department.

While seven or eight people in other departments, or even a dozen people, share an office, the editorial department usually has two people in one office, and Lao Zhang himself has a separate office.

After all, compiling books requires a quiet environment. How can you do this if you are noisy!

When Zhou Yang came to the door of Lao Zhang's office, he found that the door was ajar, and the sound of Lao Zhang's coughing could be clearly heard inside.

At that moment, Zhou Yang opened the door and walked in!

In the office, Lao Zhang was writing a manuscript while wearing reading glasses. When he heard the noise, he looked up.

After finding out it was Zhou Yang, he immediately smiled and said, "Why do you have time to come?"

"Haha, I went to the health center to do some errands and stopped by to see you!" Zhou Yang said with a smile.

"What's so interesting about me being a bad old man? You young people should spend more time on work!"

As he said this, Lao Zhang got up and poured water for Zhou Yang!

"I will do it myself!"

After finishing speaking, Zhou Yang picked up the thermos next to his desk, poured a glass of water into the cup in front of him, and refilled Lao Zhang's big iron teapot with half a cup of hot water.

After doing this, Zhou Yang immediately asked: "Uncle Zhang, how is your body feeling?"

Spring and autumn are the seasons most likely to get sick, and Lao Zhang's illnesses are all old ones, so Zhou Yang doesn't dare to be careless.

"Haha, it's still the same as before. I probably won't die for a while, but it's hard to be alive!"

Lao Zhang is still very clear about his physical condition. He is really living one day at a time and earning one day at a time.

"I just heard you coughing outside. Why don't you go to the health center?" Zhou Yang said.

"I've seen it, and it's said that it's shortness of breath and bronchial inflammation that are common in the elderly. It's much better after the season (season)!" Lao Zhang said.

After hearing this, Zhou Yang couldn't help but frown.

Shortness of breath is asthma. Although it is a common disease, the combination of this disease and bronchial inflammation is not a good sign.

Old people...especially old people like Lao Zhang who are buried up to their necks in loess, often live by just one breath.

If this guy isn't angry enough, he might just cough and kill him one day.

Mr. Zhang obviously also saw Zhou Yang's worry. He took a sip of hot tea and said: "I am already so old. Even if I die, it will be a joy and a loss. Don't be sad!"

"Don't talk nonsense. Wen Hui is still waiting for you to see him marry a wife and have children. Don't always talk about death. It's unlucky!" Zhou Yang said.

"I didn't expect you kid to still believe this!"

Then Lao Zhang opened the drawer, took out a passbook, and placed it in front of Zhou Yang.

Zhou Yang picked up the bankbook and looked at it. There was more than 5 yuan in it. Judging from the date of depositing the money, it should be that he had just received the copyright fee not long ago.

At this time, Lao Zhang's voice sounded in Zhou Yang's ears again: "I am considered an old revolutionary. I have never been afraid of death, but I just feel that some things have not been done yet, and I am a little unwilling!"

"You are always talking about building a school?" Zhou Yang said.

"Well, only 7 schools were built last year, and only two were put into use. It's still too slow!"

Then Lao Zhang said again: "My body can't travel far now. You can take out the money for me and continue to build the school."

"Okay, I will definitely help you spend these tens of thousands of dollars this year!" Zhou Yang said.

"That's daring!"

With that said, Lao Zhang took out another iron box and opened it in front of Zhou Yang.

Zhou Yang took a closer look and found that there were several small red notebooks on the top of the tin box.

Lao Zhang carefully took out these small notebooks, and then took out something wrapped in a handkerchief from the bottom.

Untying the handkerchief and tarpaulin wrapped around it, Zhou Yang was surprised to find that it turned out to be a certificate of property ownership.

"This is a property that my poor wife and I bought in the capital before. It is a large courtyard with three entrances, not far from the Forbidden City. The house was confiscated a few years ago and was later returned. I am now Give this yard to Wen Hui and Bao'er, it's up to you how to divide them..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Yang said hurriedly: "What are you doing, sir? Besides, our family doesn't lack a house!"

"I know your family is not lacking, but this is my old man's wish!"

Then Lao Zhang sighed and said: "My body knows very well that I can't survive much longer. Maybe one day I won't be able to get up and I will be gone. It's better to explain these things clearly in advance!"

Seeing what Zhou Yang wanted to say, Lao Zhang said again: "You are a talent. I'm not worried about Wen Hui and Bao'er's future with you. It's just a yard, so don't take it to heart."

Zhou Yang couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. The Sanjin compound is close to the Forbidden City. After the millennium, a house in such a good location can only be described as rare. If you don't have a few small targets, don't even think about getting it.

Even now, this kind of single-family three-in-one compound is a rare commodity, and it can be sold for tens of thousands of yuan just by hanging it out.

At this time, Lao Zhang took out several medals from the tin box one by one, remained silent for a long time, and then said: "These medals and medals are all earned by me in this life, so just leave them to Wen Hui, just Just think of it!"

"it is good!"

Then Lao Zhang took out a small red notebook wrapped in red silk, then opened it carefully and looked at it.

"This is my party card. I joined the revolution at the age of 11 and joined the party at the age of 13. It has been more than 60 years. This is my lifelong belief!"

After sighing with emotion, Lao Zhang looked at Zhou Yang again and said, "If I hadn't woken up that day, you wouldn't have spent so much time doing all those messy things. Send me to the funeral parlor and burn me along with this party card and my ashes." Just scatter the ashes along with the party certificate to Dongliangtou of our village!"

Zhou Yang smiled bitterly and said, "I came here today just to see you. Why did you tell me about your funeral?"

"Besides, given your status as an elder, if something happens, we are not allowed to report it to the central government. How can we dare to deal with it privately?"

Lao Zhang smiled and said: "When people get old, they are just like the mules and carriages that have reached the end of their life. No one knows when they will fall apart. Before your brain is confused, just explain the things that happened during your lifetime. It will save you money." I’ll leave you with trouble!”

"As for the old guys above, I will take time to say hello to them. Just do as I say!"

"This..."

"You kid, don't do this or that. Just agree quickly. We still have business to talk about!" Mr. Zhang said with a smile.

"Okay, I promise you will be old!" Zhou Yang said helplessly.

"Hahaha...cough cough cough..."

"Please slow down!"

After Lao Zhang coughed a few times, it took a while before he recovered.

Seeing his state, Zhou Yang was really worried and immediately said: "Why don't you take a break for a while?"

"No, there will be plenty of rest time in the future!"

Then Mr. Zhang continued: "Didn't you say you wanted to publish those famous books some time ago? My comrades in the editorial department and I have been studying for a while and found about 60 famous books that meet the standards. You can choose a few from them to try. water!"

With that said, Lao Zhang pulled out a few thin pages from the pile of information on his desk and pushed them in front of Zhou Yang.

When it came to work matters, Zhou Yang was unambiguous and immediately picked up these pages and read them carefully.

These pages are all written with the title of the book in pen. The pen writing is particularly good and powerful, and the pen penetrates the back of the paper, just like a calligraphy work.

However, Zhou Yang's mind was completely attracted by these titles. After he read through the titles of more than 60 famous books, he immediately took out his pen and circled four works on the list.

"Mr. Zhang, I think these works can be regarded as the pinnacle of classical masterpieces, and in the past few years, these works have far exceeded other works in terms of reputation and sales, so I plan to treat these four works as a series of books. Released, it’s called——Four Great Masterpieces!”

When Mr. Zhang heard the words "Four Great Classics", he was stunned for a moment, and then there was a strange light in his cloudy eyes...

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