Siheyuan: Becoming a cadre after graduating from technical secondary school

(This story takes place in a parallel world. I will try to make it reasonable. Oh, this is not for the audience to see, but for the review.)

The first heavy snow in the city of Beijing in 1962 seemed to come earlier and be colder than the one that came 60 years later.

Lin Zongxuan lay on the bed, staring blankly at the columns above his head that were very characteristic of the era.

A thousand running alpacas flashed through my mind.

It had been several days since he traveled to this era, but he was still unwilling to accept reality. He could only lie to his parents that he had a cold and lay in bed for three days.

But today is the day to report to the Qingyun Community Street Office. It would be unacceptable to lie down any longer.

Graduated from a technical secondary school? It was a good start. After today, he would be an administrative cadre or a technician, but Lin Zongxuan still couldn't muster up any energy.

In his previous life, Lin Zongxuan, no, it should be Lin Feng, was an avid lover of period literature. Born after 95, at the end of the old century, he was a genuine city kid.

He had never experienced food stamps, cornmeal, or famine that was enough to starve people to death, but he grew up riding his father's 28-bar bicycle and eating food from state-owned enterprises.

Therefore, he was really curious about the previous eras and watched period dramas such as "A Courtyard Full of Love", "Man is Iron and Rice is Steel", "Parents' Love", and "Chicken Feathers Flying to the Sky" more than once.

But just like Ye Gong loves dragons, this does not mean that he wants to travel back to an era without mobile phones, computers, Coke and cool girls on Douyin!

I just went to the supermarket and ran into some stupid robbers who didn't even know to put stockings on their heads. It was just the first time in my life that I was brave enough to help others. How could I have been stabbed and traveled through time by a young man who didn't know the seriousness of the matter?

I'm only 27 years old!

Alas, when Lin Feng, who had “overslept”, opened his eyes, he found himself on the green train from Shen City to Sijiu City, and he became “him”.

Lin Zongxuan was born in 1942. He lived in the Hongxing Courtyard in Qingyun Hutong, Sijiucheng. He had both parents, a house and a younger sister.

Lin's father and mother had experienced war and gave birth to five children, but only two survived. They could be said to have doted on their son Lin Zongxuan, who had been sickly since childhood and had finally grown up safely.

In fact, the name 'Lin Zongxuan' is enough to explain his situation in the Lin family.

If I see it with my eyes, I'm afraid it will be lost; if I stand beside it, I'm afraid it will fly away; if I hold it in my arms, I'm afraid it will disappear; if I hold it in my palm, I'm afraid it will break.

I’m afraid it will melt if I put it in my mouth.

In addition, the society gradually stabilized after the founding of the People's Republic of China, which led to him being lawless in the yard since he was a child. There was no child of the same age in the yard that he had not beaten, and there was no cellar of the neighbors' house that he had not "visited". His academic performance was as follows: if the iron falls to the ground, it will be a waste of time.

When he was in junior high school, the neighbors would all turn pale when talking about him. Compared with him, the kid who was born later was a truly innocent and honest child.

Fortunately, both Lin's father and mother were honest people who were kind to others. They helped their neighbors whenever they could. The laws in that era were not perfect, so any problems were solved in the yard. Otherwise, he would have been sent to a juvenile detention center long ago.

In the third year of junior high school, when his parents were not at home, Lin Zongxuan impatiently took his 5-year-old sister Lin Keke to play in the yard. When Lin Ke asked questions here and there again, he pushed her away.

But I didn't expect that my sister fell directly onto the stone pier at the gate of the yard, and she fainted on the spot with blood flowing profusely.

He, who was usually lawless, was frightened on the spot, and dared not move like a puppet. Fortunately, the third uncle in the front yard heard the noise, went out to see, and quickly asked someone to pull a cart to take Lin Ke to the hospital.

Lin Keke hit her head, but it was not a serious matter. She fainted because she was frightened by the sight of blood. I cleaned and bandaged the wound, prescribed some anti-inflammatory medicine, and sent her home.

But at night, Lin's father and mother got the rage they had ever gotten against Lin Zongxuan. They beat his hands until they were covered in blood, and ordered him to kneel in front of his grandparents' tablets and not to eat.

Lin Keke, with a bandage on her head, looked at her brother kneeling on the ground with curiosity. She wanted to kneel down and play with her brother, but her mother held her tightly in her arms and she couldn't get down.

At a young age, she had no idea how much of an impact a scar on her forehead would have on a girl in that era of imperfect medical care.

Lin Zongxuan looked at his sister who was trying to wipe her mother's tears. He was filled with regret and swore in front of his grandparents' tablets: "I will make sure my sister marries better than others and lives a better life. I will protect her for the rest of her life."

The 16-year-old Lin Zongxuan has changed. He gave up all bad habits that were not related to study, turned down all bad friends, turned a deaf ear to the outside world, and focused on reading the books of sages.

In this way, his academic performance improved from the bottom of the class to the top 20 in the grade, and a year later he was admitted to a technical secondary school in Shen City.

At that time, this was a jaw-dropping event. The eldest son of the Lin family had turned over a new leaf. Lin's father and mother were so happy that they immediately returned to their hometown to worship their ancestors and see if there was any smoke coming out of the ancestral grave.

Three years later, the original owner, who graduated from Shen City Advanced Management College, came back with an excellent resume. Full of fighting spirit, he never expected that his life would be suddenly replaced by a junior from 60 years later on the train.

Lin Zongxuan, who was sighing, suddenly felt itchy on the soles of his feet. He looked carefully and saw a sneaky little head shaking at the foot of the bed.

Lin Zongxuan lazily called out: "Keke, come out, I can see the little tuft of hair on your head."

"Alas, I'm not Ke Ke, I'm a little tiger who eats children who stay in bed all the time."

Lin Keke, wearing a flowery cotton jacket, jumped out, threw herself happily onto her brother's bed, hugged Lin Zongxuan's face and bit him hard.

Lin Zongxuan wiped the saliva off his face in disgust and wanted to smear it on his sister's body.

Perhaps because his memories were completely integrated, when he first met Mr. and Mrs. Lin and Little Sister Lin, he did not feel any sense of distance. Instead, he had a strange yet familiar feeling, like a wanderer returning home.

Especially Lin Keke, the mischievous little sister, who would wake him up in all kinds of weird ways every morning (and sometimes even sleep in with him). Every time they would play around, they would soon become as familiar with each other as real siblings?

After playing with his sister for a while, Lin Zongxuan skillfully rolled her into a ball with a quilt, then hurriedly put on a blue thickened Zhongshan suit and a pair of old BJ cloth shoes with velvet on his feet.

But as soon as he opened the door to the inner room, a cold wind blew in, making him shiver involuntarily.