Bringing space back to the 1970s to develop rural areas

As winter passed and spring came, Yang Qingdai stood under the eaves of the courtyard, holding the hand warmers made for them by Aunt Wang, listening to the news from the south on the radio, and watching the spring snow falling in the courtyard.

In the corner, the plum trees that Yang Ziling specially planted last year were blooming quietly and beautifully.

Time flies so fast, and in the blink of an eye it is already January of the year.

Chen Yu and Zhang Daqiang, who were far away in Guangxi Province, came to Beijing with Mr. Qian on Laba Day. This was the last time she went to Guangxi Province and acted cute and coquettishly to trick Mr. Qian into agreeing to her request.

The Monkey Kingdom is already preparing to make a move. She once tried to tell Su Mo, but the words just couldn't come out, nor could they be written down.

Helpless, he could only remind them again and again to bring Qian Lao to Beijing to celebrate the Spring Festival, and repeatedly told Su Mo to be careful and protect himself.

Regardless of whether Su Mo could understand the hidden meaning of his words, he could only contact Tang Danbai when he went to the Yangcheng Trade Fair and ask him to find a way to send more life-saving things to Su Mo.

Tang Danbai, who was busy and exhausted, could hear the urgency in her tone and agreed immediately.

So, except for Su Mo and Tang Danbai, everyone else was in the courtyard. This year, there was also a wealthy queen who came to the capital to buy New Year's goods for them just after Laba.

After a year of applying, and with the help of Zhang Guoqiang, Comrade Zhang Guochang finally got a transfer order. After the new year, he went to the Public Security Bureau branch where their courtyard was located to serve as the captain of a criminal investigation team.

He excitedly packed his luggage and moved into the south-facing room of the courtyard, saying that he wanted to keep Wang Changfeng company.

It was just as Wang Changfeng said, paying five yuan a month in rent, which made Yang Qingdai feel both amused and helpless.

"Sister, don't always stand outside in the wind when I'm not paying attention, or you'll catch a cold and have a fever." Yang Ziling put a military coat on her without saying a word.

Yang Qingdai covered her face, this child couldn't get over this hurdle.

Before the New Year, he drank a few more sips of the green plum wine brought by Mr. Qian. As soon as he started to smell the alcohol, he ran out without a coat. When he woke up the next day, he had a high fever, which lasted for several days in a row, which scared Yang Ziling a lot.

As long as there is nothing to do, I will start the man-to-man mode without any discussion.

After not seeing him for nearly a year, Yang Qingdai discovered that the child was becoming more and more like a domineering boss.

His increasingly angular face and the inexplicable aura surrounding him would make people unconsciously feel oppressed, forcing them to obey his words.

Just like now, the child's face was tense and her brows were furrowed, so she obediently went into the house holding the hand warmer.

"See, I told you that only Xiao Ziling can cure her."

Tang Danni sat cross-legged on the kang like the empress dowager, enjoying Zhang Guochang's full "feeding" service - peeling walnuts and melon seeds and feeding them into her mouth.

A group of people pricked up their ears and paid close attention to the battle situation in the south.

Yang Qingdai glared at him, "Even though someone is serving you food and drink, it still can't stop you from talking, right?"

"Xiao Yang is also worried about Xiao Su's situation." Mr. Qian was also worried.

There has been no news of Su Xiaozi since he was forcibly put on the train a few years ago. Now that the war has broken out again in the south, how can they not be anxious when they are far away in the capital?

Yang Ziling poured a cup of hot water, took the hand warmer, and put the cup in her hands. "We must have confidence in Brother Su. Maybe he will show up again in ten days or half a month to ask for things."

Yang Qingdai: ...That’s totally unnecessary.

Staring at Yang Ziling with resentment, she said in a gloomy tone, "Little Ziling, I find that you have changed. Your heart has shifted to Su Heitan, and you even helped him collect debts from me."

"puff……"

Chen Yu couldn't help himself and sprayed tea all over Chen Xiao. He complained about Yang Qingdia under Chen Xiao's angry glare, "Do you want to ask your own conscience before you say that?"

How could she have the nerve to say something so likely to get struck by lightning?

Even a blind man can see who is more important to Yang Ziling than himself.

Qu Dongdong raised his hand and threw him a walnut, which he caught. "Humor, do you understand? If you don't understand, just go away."

Yang Ziling gave them a look, and the few people who still wanted to fight immediately shrank their necks like quails and fell silent.

Qu Mei found it funny.

The ancients said: When a man has been away for three days, he should be treated with new eyes.

After not seeing him for a year, Yang Ziling has indeed changed a lot, and his momentum and aura are no weaker than those of his old leader.

Now no matter how she teases the child, he can handle it flawlessly, which makes her lose a fun thing this year.

Chen Xiao has also changed a lot.

At first glance, the steady and fluent Chen Xiao is Chen Yu's brother.

Unconsciously, Chen Yu's "family status" in this "family" has been lowered again.

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"The latest news... In the entire Liangshan Campaign, more than 308 enemies were killed, and most of the enemy's th Division was annihilated..."

The radio was broadcasting the latest news about the battle in the south, and everyone's hearts were still tightly gripped.

Only at this moment did they realize that the war was so close to them, but the soldiers on the front line used their flesh and blood to keep the artillery fire outside the country.

I don’t know how many families spent a sleepless night that night.

Yang Ziling brought two bowls of osmanthus wine-fermented meatballs and knocked on Yang Qingdai's door.

"Zi Ling? Why aren't you sleeping so late?"

Yang Qingdai pushed the manuscript paper on the table aside, making room for him to put down the two bowls.

"I saw the light in your room was still on, so I went to make some sweet soup." Yang Ziling looked at the densely packed translation manuscripts on the table and frowned in disapproval, "These manuscripts are not urgent, why are you staying up late to translate them?"

"If you finish the translation sooner, you can take on new manuscripts, earn more money, and save the money for your betrothal gift." Yang Qingdai teased him.

Yang Ziling's face fell, "No need. I have my own salary and bonuses. Just take care of your own health."

"Yes, yes, our Ziling is amazing. Now he can still make money for me to spend."

Yang Qingdai said this without feeling guilty at all.

The money that Yang Ziling remitted to her every month, especially the national bills, was either exchanged by her for cash or for foreign exchange coupons.

There was no other way, she had to use foreign exchange coupons to exchange items at the Cultural Relics Bureau. And the foreign exchange coupons that Director Xie gave her every month were sometimes not enough.

Yang Ziling's tone softened, "Sister, don't work so hard in the future." She pointed to her heart, "It hurts here."

For some reason, I was aroused by Yang Ziling's expression, tone, and actions.

"What a sin! He is just a little kid, and he is your younger brother in your household registration. How dare you touch him?"

"We are not siblings, so what's wrong with that?"

There were two little people in Yang Qingdai's heart who kept quarreling with each other, making her head buzz.

Seeing her frown, Yang Ziling thought she had a headache again, so he stood up and massaged her temples. His tone was slightly reproachful but also a little doting and helpless: "See, you get a headache after staying up late. Hurry up and have some snacks, then wash up and go to rest."