Transformation of Rebirth

When Zheng Haiyang started from the river and heard the song "Follow Your Feeling", Zheng Haiyang felt a little turbulent in his heart. When the ferry took them to the middle of the river, the turbulence in his heart was a little bit watered by the turbulence of the river in front of him. There are none left.

Zheng Haiyang nestled on his father's lap with a white face, Zheng Ping gave him water, Zheng Haiyang took a sip and felt sick again, and finally vomited all the wontons he ate by the river.

Cheng Baoli said distressedly: "Hey, I knew I wouldn't let Yang Yang eat it."

Zheng Haiyang didn't have the strength to sit still, shook his head and said, "Mom, it's fine."

Then I heard Cheng Baoli say: "Wontons are worth a few dollars a bowl."

Zheng Haiyang: "..."

Chen Lingling and Han Zhijun were about to laugh like crazy, Zheng Ping poked Cheng Baoli, a money fanatic, and said, "What are you talking about?"

Cheng Baoli paused, amused by her appearance as a money fanatic, and hugged Zheng Haiyang into her arms and hugged her.

The boat crossed the river to the shore, and the car continued to drive towards the provincial capital. Zheng Haiyang was like a seasick landlubber on the river, but it was much better on land. Except for the driver, the other passengers and even the conductor are drowsy.

When the car arrived in the provincial capital, everyone woke up. Cheng Baoli opened the curtain to look outside, and murmured, "It seems to be no different from our small county town?"

Zheng Ping yawned. At least he was a person who came out once. He looked out of the car and said, "It's still a little far from the city. You'll know when the car arrives at the bus station."

The car drove another way, Zheng Haiyang and his mother just stared at the outside of the car, the conductor woke up after a while, stood up and said: "The bus station is coming, those who haven't woken up can wake up."

As soon as the words were finished, the car turned a corner from a narrow road, and a road lined with small shops appeared in front of the eyes. The road was not spacious, but there were a lot of private people selling things on the side of the road. There are small shops, some push wooden carts, some pick a pole, some stand on a three-wheeled glass box behind it, and some sell clothes on a shelf with bamboo poles like the small market by the river...

But this is only the innermost floor of the road, and the outermost floor is the front shop of others, selling everything, clothes, daily necessities, electrical appliances, hardware, steel and copper wires, everything... There is a grocery store that is small and a little big, with a front door. The width was only 1.5 meters. In order to attract customers, he hung two calendars at the door. The calendars were not the kind of pictorials Zheng Haiyang saw at home, but a foreign girl.

There is also a factory on the side of the road. At this time, it is the time to get off work in the afternoon. A group of workers in overalls came out of the factory, and a group of three or five people walked into various small shops on the roadside to buy something. Both.

Cheng Baoli and Zheng Haiyang, who are both big and small, find everything strange. Cheng Baoli is strange because she has never seen such a lively road. Usually, the small towns of Lan'an County only have more people in the town during the New Year and holidays. Passing people clattered and scattered towards the countryside. A bomb thrown on the main road would not blow up anything. Of course, everything in the provincial capital was novel to her; Zheng Haiyang reacted so strongly because he found out I know very little about the 80s. It turns out that the difference between cities was already so big at this time. It turns out that at this time, a lot of people came out to do small businesses and make money.

When the car arrived at the bus station, it didn't drive directly in. It stopped at the door, and a bunch of people got out of the car and left with their luggage on their shoulders.

The two families got out of the car, Chen Lingling was in charge of watching the two children, the other three adults were in charge of the luggage, and four adults and two children were standing at the station with a pile of luggage, which quickly attracted the attention of some people. Came over on a rickshaw and asked where to go.

Before Zheng Ping left, he notified Grandpa Zheng. Grandpa Zheng told them to wait at the gate of the station. He would pick them up and take them to the oil factory when the time came. So he directly refused the business of carrying passengers.

It's not convenient to contact these days, and you have to say in advance where to wait when picking up people. Zheng Haiyang found that there are many paper signs on the ground around the station, all of which have people's names written on them.

It didn't take long for Grandpa Zheng to come. He was wearing a white shirt and black trousers. He was very energetic. People in their 50s looked like they were 40 years old.

"Grandpa!!" "Dad." "Uncle."

"Okay, okay, it's fine when we're all here. Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something first? Is Yangyang hungry? And Baoli Xiaochen."

"Not hungry, not hungry." The whole family gathered in the provincial capital, and everyone was very happy. Grandpa Zheng came by car. If he wanted to take them away, he still had to take a car.

Just when a manpower tricycle rode over, Cheng Baoli asked loudly, "How much is it to go to XX oil factory?"

Grandpa Zheng was taken aback by his daughter-in-law's proactive look, and Zheng Ping explained in a low voice: "I was stimulated, I was stimulated."

Grandpa Zheng showed a clear look: "I understand, I understand. Your mother exaggerated when she first came here, 'Ah, it costs one yuan for such a small thing? This is five yuan? Robbing money!?'" Grandpa Zheng even used Grandma Zheng imitated her reaction at that time with a high-pitched voice.

Made everyone around me laugh.

The man on the tricycle saw that there was business coming, stopped to look at them, and said: "You five adults and two children don't count, and there are a lot of things. One car is not enough. In this case, I will call again." One car, two cars, you give two yuan."

Cheng Baoli was a little confused about the prices outside. A tea egg by the river cost fifty cents. He counted with his fingers, not including five adults and two children. A pile of luggage added up to two yuan. It is not as expensive as a tea egg, so it seems to be quite cheap.

Zheng Haiyang watched her mother mumbling silently, and knew that she must be measuring it with tea eggs, but how could it be the same? The riverside ferry is a hub station, and tea eggs are expensive because it is in a special economic environment. In this era, TVs are expensive and cars are expensive because they are scarce, and manpower is not worth much these days, so a car is obviously expensive.

Soon Grandpa Zheng raised his hand and shook his hand, "You are expensive. The oil factory is not far from here. Factory workers only pay a few yuan a day, and you only get one yuan for pulling a car."

"All right, all right, let's see." The coachman nodded, knowing that this group of people understood the market, he didn't say much. He waved to the tricycle driver he knew in the distance, and then called someone over to take the five An adult and two children dragged a pile of luggage onto the car.

When we arrived at the oil factory, Grandpa Zheng found two young men at the gate to help him move things. Soon Grandma Zheng also ran over and hugged Zheng Haiyang: "My Yangyang."

Grandpa Zheng asked his old comrade-in-arms to divide them into two separate staff rooms. They are not big, and each room is only a dozen square meters. There are a bed, a few shelves and a table, and it will be full if you put some luggage. The public bathroom, The pool is in the open-air yard, and the public bathroom in the factory is the place to take a bath. Obviously, it is not as convenient as at home, but fortunately, they have everything, and they found a place to stay as soon as they arrived in the provincial capital, which is much better than finding a house when they come by themselves .

The two women, Cheng Baoli and Chen Lingling, didn't complain at all. Cheng Baoli really thought it was alright. Chen Lingling was used to being coquettish, so it was inevitable that she would dislike this one and that one in her heart—to wash in an open-air pool, to use a spittoon in the toilet, and to take a bath Also run to the bathroom behind the plant.

Before this changed, Chen Lingling must have disliked it on the spot, but now she is more serious than before. Besides, with a large family, no one else disliked her. After thinking about it, she began to comfort herself. After comforting for a while, she felt that it was nothing.

The two families began to pack their luggage separately. Grandma Zheng knew that Chen Lingling was more delicate, so she went to their room to help them tidy up. She had already cleaned the room very clean in advance, and all she had to do was take out the things and put them back to make a bed.

Seeing that Grandma Zheng came here to help them, Chen Lingling was so moved. Han Zhijun picked up the quilt and handed it to Grandma Zheng to make the bed, and said to Chen Lingling, "I know you are delicate!!"

"Go!!" Chen Lingling stomped on Han Zhijun's foot, turned her head and greeted Grandma Zheng with a smile on her face.

As long as there are hard-working people, any job can be done easily. After the room was almost tidied up, Zheng Ping took the TV out of the box and put it on the table. Grandma Zheng was very happy: "Why did you bring the TV here?" ?”

Zheng Ping: "Baoli said it would be a pity not to watch it after buying it, so let me bring it here for Yangyang and the baby to play with."

After tidying up, Grandpa Zheng took a group of people to dinner, and even brought liquor out of his room, saying that he was cleaning them up.

The oil factory is still state-owned today, but the mode of operation has become the typical factory manager underwriting system at that time, and the factory manager is the old comrade-in-arms of Grandpa Zheng. There are not many workers eating in the cafeteria at night, but there are also many workers, drinking and playing cards. Both, it seems that without the strong serious atmosphere of state-owned factories, the atmosphere after work is much looser.

The two families ate the meal like a family. Later, other employees from the factory ran over and chatted with a group of people. The local employees told them about the changes in the provincial capital over the years and where the big factory was opened. , where a big road was built, where a building was opened again, one cent and two cents came out one or two yuan, the money became valuable, the food stamps were not very useful, the big pot of rice was not delicious, many people I went out to do a small business; who got lucky and started a big business, which factory was contracted by the director, and how many tens of thousands of dollars was earned by that factory a year...

In short, the development of the provincial capital for so many years seems to have surprised the locals. When they said it, they were beaming and salivating, but there was a hint of showing off and pride in their tone.

Going back that night, Grandpa Zheng, Han Zhijun, and Zheng Ping followed the factory workers to the bathroom in the back to take a bath. By the way, they continued to brag and listen to other people’s bragging. Cheng Baoli and Chen Lingling packed their things. The little one also went to take a bath, but Zheng Haiyang hugged the table pillars, stomped his feet and said, "I don't go to the women's bathroom." That serious expression made the adults amused.

Either go to the men's bathroom or the women's bathroom. If the three-year-old butt doesn't follow his mother, does he follow those stinky old men?

Cheng Baoli pulled Zheng Haiyang with the laundry basket in one hand, Zheng Haiyang hugged the table pillar desperately: "No, no, I'm a man, I'm going to the men's bathroom."

Cheng Baoli and Chen Lingling giggled like crazy, and Chen Lingling said to Cheng Baoli, "You guys don't go to the women's bathroom."

Cheng Baoli pulled Zheng Haiyang and teased the child: "Stupid? If you don't go now, you won't be able to go if you want to go. If you go in the future, you will be called a rogue."

==Mom, you don’t educate children like this...

In the end, Zheng Haiyang followed a group of old men to take a bath in the men's bathroom. As soon as he entered the door, he saw the male worker who was bragging with them in the factory cafeteria just now, sitting on a chair and scratching his feet. He might be a little drunk , raised his eyes carelessly and said: "Hey, I brought your little boy with me."

Zheng Ping said: "Yes, it is said that men don't go to the women's bathroom."

A group of naked old men all laughed, and the conversation in the men's bathroom was not serious. Someone casually said: "Look at the big bird."

Zheng Haiyang: "..."

Going back at night, Cheng Baoli and Chen Lingling were combing their hair and chatting in the yard. Han Xiaobao was lying on the bed kicking his calves, his face flushed, and Zheng Haiyang lay on the bedside and poked his chubby face with his finger: "You should cherish the present When you are three years old, follow me to see the big bird honestly!"

The author has something to say:

[Rabbit Science Popularization Time] At that time, prices were not that exaggerated. Things by the riverside were a little more expensive. There was a price breakthrough in 88, so prices in some cities skyrocketed. Although the country found that something was wrong, the impact was still there. It’s quite big; food stamps can still be used at this time, and you can buy things for one cent and two cents. Don’t be scared by the fifty cents tea egg gentleman, because when I was in college, tea eggs were only fifty cents a piece_(:з "∠)_