The Pentium Era - South to North

Zhang Chen borrowed a mattress and two quilts from the "Red Flag Hotel". Sister Guihua also found two new pillows, pillowcases and sheets from the warehouse. She helped Zhang Chen tie them on the school bag rack of the bicycle. , and told Zhang Chen, "You go, let Xiao Zhao come to work the morning shift tomorrow."

Zhang Chen agreed, and he asked Sister Guihua, what time is the morning shift?

"Here, because we can sleep, the evening shift lasts ten hours, from 9 pm to 7 am every day. The morning and middle shifts are both seven hours, and the morning shift lasts from 7 am to 2 pm."

"Okay, I understand, thank you Sister Guihua."

"By the way, I'm still working the evening shift today. Xiao Zhao will pick up my shift tomorrow. Let her come later. Don't be anxious. I just moved and the house needs to be tidied up."

Zhang Chen nodded and said yes, I will talk to Xiao Zhao.

Zhang Chen pushed his bicycle out of the gate and came back. He asked Sister Guihua, how do you go back? Or I'll take you home in my car first and then come back to pick up your things.

"No need, I walk back and forth to work every day. Just cross the bridge a little bit." Sister Guihua said with a smile.

When Zhang Chen got home, Xiao Zhao had mopped the floor twice. Zhang Chen looked at the room and saw that it had changed.

Near the innermost part of the room is an old-fashioned sleeping bed with a screen on three sides. This bed was either a product of a wealthy family in the past or used by ordinary people. The screen is not carved with figures, landscapes, flowers and birds, but A story was painted on a wooden board. Although the painter was crude, it was also clumsy and interesting.

The paintings are all well-known Chinese folk love stories, which are also the repertoire of Zhang Chen and his troupe.

Zhang Chen saw that on the front screen there were Butterfly Lovers, Romance of the West Chamber, Cowherd and Weaver Girl, and The Legend of the White Snake. On the side, there were Peacocks Flying Southeast, Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix, and Chang'e Flying to the Moon. The screen on the other end was against the wall, and nothing could be seen. , Zhang Chen thought, probably there would be Dream of Red Mansions, The Match of the Immortals, The Peony Pavilion or The Peach Blossom Fan.

Xiao Zhao took the quilt from Zhang Chen's hand, and while making the bed, he told Zhang Chen, "Let's see if this bed is fun. Hang the red curtain, and it will look like in the movie."

Zhang Chen smiled and said, yes, I want you to wear red clothes and a red hijab.

Xiao Zhao turned around and made a face at Zhang Chen: "You come and lift it."

Zhang Chen nodded and said, "Okay, I'll lift it."

In the room, Sister Guihua's cousin also moved a small square table and two stools, as well as an old chest of drawers, where clothes and sundries can be placed.

On the square table, there is a kerosene stove and washbasin, a steel pot, a kitchen knife, a cutting board and bowls and chopsticks that Xiao Zhao bought. There is also a spittoon with a lid behind the door. This way, in the winter, you don’t have to go to urinate at night. When you go downstairs, you just need to take the toilet that was emptied into the yard below during the day and flush it with water. This is the same toilet that Zhang Chen and the others used when they were children.

Xiao Zhao made the bed and sat down on it. She patted the bed next to her and said to Zhang Chen, "Honey, come and sit here."

Zhang Chen walked over and sat down next to Xiao Zhao. Xiao Zhao held Zhang Chen's hand, rested her head on his shoulder, and said to him happily: "It's great that we have our own home again."

Zhang Chen also felt a little emotional in his heart. After all the traveling and hard work, he could finally rest here.

The two sat there, hugging and kissing.

"By the way, I bought noodles, and I'll cook Chongqing noodles for you to eat tonight." Xiao Zhao said to Zhang Chen, and Zhang Chen agreed.

The next morning, although Sister Guihua said that Xiao Zhao could go later, the two of them got up at six o'clock. Xiao Zhao said that it was the first day of work and he couldn't be late. Sister Guihua had already helped us so much, how could he always be there? Trouble her.

Zhang Chen took Xiao Zhao out from a small road. On one side of the small road were rows of farmers' houses, and on the other side was a vegetable field. There was a layer of hoarfrost hanging on the green vegetables and Chinese cabbage in the vegetable field. In the morning sun of winter, a misty white light is reflected.

There was thin ice on the road, and the bicycle was a little slippery when riding on it. Xiao Zhao hugged Zhang Chen tightly, and Zhang Chen rode carefully.

Fortunately, this path is not long. They can reach Hanghai Road outside. There are already many trucks passing by on Hanghai Road, and even the frozen puddles on the road have been crushed into puddles by these trucks.

After passing Sanbao, there are vegetable fields on both sides of Hanghai Road. After riding for more than ten minutes, after passing Qiutao Road, you will reach Sijiqing. Sister Guihua’s family lives here. Sijiqing used to be vegetable fields. Now there are several new clothing markets built on both sides. Not to mention the vegetable plots, there is not even a bit of mud left.

Riding further, after passing the Hangcheng Water Pump Factory, Hanghai Road came to the end and intersected with Qingjiang Road. From Qingjiang Road, they entered the Qingtai Overpass.

On the railway track under the Qingtai overpass, a train was whistling its whistle. It came out of the Chengzhan Railway Station on the left side of the overpass. When passing under the overpass, the whole bridge trembled slightly. The white smoke emitted by the steam engine came from the bottom of the bridge. Flowing onto the bridge.

Going down from the Qingtai Overpass is Qingtai Street. They crossed Huancheng East Road, then Jianguo Road and Zhonghe Road. They continued forward and arrived at Youshengguan Road. They turned right and saw the "Red Flag Hotel."

Zhang Chen rode to the gate of the "Red Flag Hotel" and stopped the car. Xiao Zhao jumped out from behind. Zhang Chen looked at the time. It was six forty-seven. He thought, in a few days, the road will get busy. When the time comes, you should go out twenty minutes earlier in case something happens along the way.

Sister Guihua felt a little strange when she saw the two of them. She said to Xiao Zhao, "Didn't I ask you to come later?"

"I'm late, I'm afraid my salary will be deducted." Xiao Zhao joked.

"Did you eat breakfast?"

"Eat it, we have eaten it before"

"Are you still used to living there? If not, tell me."

"Very good, very good. I lay down and slept until dawn." Xiao Zhao shouted.

Sister Guihua looked at Zhang Chen, smiled and cursed: "Who believes it!"

Zhang Chen and Xiao Zhao both blushed.

Zhang Chen asked: "Is there any work you need me to do?"

"You go, I am enough alone." Xiao Zhao said, "By the way, you can either send Sister Guihua home."

Sister Guihua shouted: "What do I want him to give me? I'm going back. There are stalls at the market today. I can buy some food on the way."

Xiao Zhao saw Zhang Chen off. Zhang Chen said to Xiao Zhao, "I'll bring you lunch. What do you want to eat?"

Xiao Zhao thought for a moment and said, "I still want to eat Pian'erchuan. You go and buy it for two yuan. Don't go to Kuiyuan Hall to buy it. Do you understand?"

Zhang Chen said he understood.

Zhang Chen rode on the car and didn't want to go home. At this point, there was no other place to go. Zhang Chen thought for a while and decided to sit on the edge of the West Lake to see the West Lake in the morning. He really didn't go there so early. Passing by the West Lake, I wonder what the West Lake looks like now.

He decided to go to the edge of the West Lake and sit until Jiebai opened at nine o'clock. He went in and bought a lunch box, so that it would be convenient for Xiao Zhao to bring meals to work every day. He bought the lunch box, then went to buy noodles, and then returned to the "Red Flag Hotel" and Xiao Zhao Have lunch together, wait until two o'clock in the afternoon, and then go home together.

Having made up his mind, Zhang Chen rode towards the edge of the West Lake.

Zhang Chen arrived at the West Lake. In the morning, the West Lake was filled with a layer of light mist, which was light blue. It was like a filter, making Xiaoyingzhou and Ruan Gongdun in the lake, Su Causeway opposite, and white on the right Di, Gushan, Baochu Mountain behind, Nanshan Road and Lianzi Peak on the left have also turned into light dark colors.

In a park, the badminton players have not yet arrived, but "Aqu" has already arrived, leading dozens of people, and they are dancing the national standard. Zhang Chen sat and watched for a while. He admired this "Aqu" a little, no matter what At any time, he seems to always wear a straight tuxedo, his hair is meticulous, and his waist is always straight. Especially his emotions are always so full. At first glance, he is a very refined person.

He is like a protagonist who is always at the center of the stage. It is not easy to maintain such a state for such a long time.

Zhang Chen sat and looked at the lake. At about nine o'clock, he walked to the lakeside road and unexpectedly found that the sales department of "Xiling Seal Society" opposite was also open. Zhang Chen quickly crossed the road and went inside. But he was greatly disappointed. Perhaps to suit the occasion, the paintings hanging in the shop were all brand new and festive, and the prices were not expensive, ranging from fifty to one or two hundred yuan.

Zhang Chen took a look and saw that there were a few famous ones, but the paintings were far from the standard. No wonder, they were meant to be dealt with, so no one would take them seriously.

There were two watercolor paintings. Zhang Chen liked them very much. The author was not famous and the price was not expensive. They cost 20 yuan each. Zhang Chen wanted to buy it, but he resisted, but he didn't buy it. 20 yuan was also their ten days. The rent was paid, and when Zhang Chen felt that he was in Hangzhou, the money suddenly swelled and became huge. In Haicheng, who would take twenty yuan seriously.

Zhang Chen bought sketchbooks, paints, brushes, lead paper and painting folders, and also took a fancy to an oil painting box. Here, there are actually stretched canvases for sale. Today, he can't bring so many at once, so Zhang Chen decided to put the oil painting box and The canvas will be bought tomorrow. He went out with other things, tied to the school bag rack of his bicycle, and rode to solve the problem.

Zhang Chen bought a three-drawer enamel lunch box in Jiebai that could be carried in the hand, and then went to that noodle shop.

When Zhang Chen returned to the "Red Flag Hotel", it was almost eleven o'clock. Xiao Zhao saw the painting folder on Zhang Chen's back and shouted happily: "My dear, are you going to start painting?"

"That's right." Zhang Chen said, "Aren't you going to find a job in a few days? You always have to have something to show others. I just thought that it would be more convincing if I could draw the works I designed."

Xiao Zhao kept nodding.