Countercurrent 1978 starts with the production team

"Father."

Chu Jianghe happily greeted Mr. Song Liansheng.

At this moment, all the passengers had almost left. He was waving over there with a large bag on his back. He was a bit conspicuous. Song Liansheng couldn't help but notice him.

However, Song Liansheng had no intention of looking at him at the moment and kept looking behind him.

I felt strange that all these people were almost gone, and it was time for my little granddaughter to come out too.

It wasn't until Chu Jianghe came closer that Song Liansheng said something vaguely, without any hint of excitement about meeting an acquaintance.

"Well, Xiao Jiangzi, you are arriving in Beijing today too."

"Old man, aren't you here to pick me up?"

Seeing Song Liansheng's disapproving look, Chu Jianghe finally came to his senses.

People are not here for him in terms of feelings, so he is wasting his feelings in vain.

At this time, Song Shutong's body appeared from behind Chu Jianghe, with a smile as bright as a flower and a sweet voice that contained at least ten plus signs.

"grandfather!"

"Hey, hey, our Tongtong is finally back. How is everything going well? Is everything done?"

Song Liansheng obviously loved this granddaughter very much. As soon as he saw his granddaughter, his old face suddenly turned cloudy and his eyes were full of love.

Chu Jianghe smiled bitterly at the side. He didn't expect that this little girl was the granddaughter of Mr. Song Liansheng. He began to carefully recall the experience on the train.

Well, I probably didn't do anything too extreme, so I felt relieved.

"Grandpa, everything is done. Just wait until school starts tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. Grandpa, do you know this Chu Jianghe?"

Song Shutong replied crisply, eyes widening, and asked the doubts in his heart.

Hearing his granddaughter's question, Song Liansheng also woke up. His granddaughter seemed to have appeared from behind Chu Jianghe just now.

How did his granddaughter get out of the car with this guy? How did they know each other?

Song Liansheng quickly pulled his granddaughter to the side and asked, "Tell Grandpa, is it this guy who talks to you on the train?"

Song Shutong looked at Song Liansheng as if he was facing a formidable enemy. He was stunned for a moment. He recalled how he took the initiative to talk to the other party on the train, but the other party ignored him. He couldn't help but smile shyly.

"grandfather."

Song Shutong stamped her feet coquettishly, said something coquettishly, and then lowered her head.

He didn't dare to answer his grandfather's questions directly and glanced at Chu Jianghe next to him from time to time. He didn't expect that he actually knew his grandfather.

Song Liansheng was also an old man. Seeing his granddaughter like this, he still didn't understand what happened on the train, and his nose suddenly became angry.

It must be this boy, relying on his outstanding talent and appearance, and seeing that his granddaughter is beautiful, he used his sharp tongue to make his granddaughter happy on the train, and even dared to get off the train with him without seeing his granddaughter. .

When she was leaving, he warned her not to talk to strangers on the way.

She is a little girl who is not familiar with the world. What will happen if she meets a bad person?

He knew that she had a flight back to the capital, so he waited at the exit early just to greet his granddaughter, and his heart sank.

Okay, I was on guard day and night. I never expected that this kid would dare to attack in full view of everyone on the train.

Fortunately, the two of them had not been in contact for long. I went home and talked about this kid's problems with my granddaughter, so as to nip everything in the bud as soon as possible.

Chu Jianghe could see clearly from the sidelines, and when Mr. Song Liansheng's face turned gloomy, he knew that the other party had misunderstood.

"Father, I..."

"What am I?!"

"you……"

"What are you?!"

Chu Jianghe was speechless for a while, seeing that Mr. Song Liansheng treated his nose as his nose, and his eyes as his eyes, as if he was a heinous criminal.

But after all, the other party was their benefactor in Xiaohe Village, and he had a high seniority, so it was hard for him to show off his face to the other party.

He had no choice but to smile and shake his head, speechless.

Song Liansheng asked his granddaughter Song Shutong again: "Are you saluting?"

Chu Jianghe handed over the salute at the right time. Song Lian glared at him angrily, grabbed the luggage that Chu Jianghe handed over, and hurried away with his granddaughter.

I didn’t expect that the old man was in good health. He was able to walk quickly while holding that big piece of luggage and pulling someone along. He was really strong and strong.

Chu Jianghe clearly saw the old man saying something as he walked away. Alas, when he thought about it, he knew that he definitely didn't say anything good about him.

When they arrived at the door, Song Shutong turned around and waved to Chu Jianghe as a farewell.

Chu Jianghe also responded in the same way.

After they left, Chu Jianghe calmed down and walked out of Beijing Station.

As soon as I left Beijing Station, looking at the capital of this era, I felt a strong sense of age.

Most of the people on the streets were only bicycles. They formed a torrent of steel, flowing from east to west, and from west to east.

Occasionally, there would be a few white and red buses passing by. As for cars, they were even rarer. Chu Jianghe looked at them for a while but didn't see a few.

Basically, they are GM and Volga produced in Eastern Europe. The best ones are Toyota Crown and Nissan Datsun Duke.

These days, the pursuits of ordinary citizens in the capital are also changing. A bicycle is the best item for ordinary people, and it will take a few years for the new three major items to become popular.

Most of the pedestrians coming and going on the street were dressed simply, with blue overalls and green military uniforms being the mainstream.

In a few years, when the spring breeze of reform blows, people's clothes will become brighter.

The reform started from scratch. Chu Jianghe even saw a few young women in the crowd who were obviously more gorgeously dressed than ordinary people. They actually had chicken cot haircuts. They were the most fashionable and avant-garde representatives of this era.

The newly fashionable curling machines and electric perms have made barber shops the place with the longest queues in Beijing.

Once thought to be the preserve of the bourgeoisie, hairstyles are quickly becoming popular among young women.

Big cities are indeed big cities. In Yongfeng County, if you dare to go out with such a hairstyle, your own gentlemen will not beat you up when they see it.

Looking at the capital of this era, Chu Jianghe felt as if he was a countryman entering the city for the first time. Everything he looked at felt fresh.

There are no longer the high-rise buildings of the past, nor the familiar torrent of steel. People on the streets are enjoying the sunshine and slow life of this era.

They also have dreams for the future, dreaming of owning cars, dreaming of living in buildings...

Decades from now, when their dreams come true, will they miss the present day?

……

Chu Jianghe looked at the nearby bus stop signs before finding the route to the northwest.

Chu Jianghe followed the crowd, got on the bus directly, and bought a ticket.

Through the bus window, you can see low-rise bungalows everywhere. The tallest building you see along the way is the Jingcheng Hotel, which was newly built a few years ago.

Even people in the capital may not have imagined what earth-shattering changes will happen here once the spring breeze of reform blows.

Chu Jianghe looked out the window at the strange yet familiar capital city, feeling proud and feeling like he was giving advice.

Sooner or later, I will leave my mark here.