Fang Mingche married a beautiful educated youth as his wife.
His educated youth wife was loyal and righteous, giving up the chance to return to the city and choosing to take root in the count...
Chapter 85 Returning to Hometown
Nowadays, the luggage on long-distance buses is not placed underneath, but on the roof. You have to climb up from the iron gangway welded at the rear of the bus to place it.
It is the same as the gangway on the telephone pole, which is very physically demanding.
Fortunately, there are not many people like Fang Mingche who carry two large boxes when returning from the city to the county.
Otherwise, he would have to queue up.
He did it twice, carrying the box in one hand and holding the gangway with the other hand to climb to the roof and put his two boxes in place. When
he was about to get off after putting them in place for the second time, the driver said from below: "There is no one else, you tie the rope."
Fang Mingche looked down and found that there was indeed no one else carrying large luggage.
So he nodded, stood on the roof and sorted out all the suitcases. Use the thick hemp rope tied at one end to tie them all up one by one, and then tie the other end tightly.
Today is a sunny day, so there is no need for a tarp.
There was no protection throughout the journey, but that was the situation at the moment. Fortunately, he was not afraid of heights.
After tying them up, he went down, sat in his seat, and the driver drove.
The road condition was not good, so it took more than two hours to drive back.
Fang Mingche saw the person sitting next to him, who looked like a cadre. So he started chatting with him.
"Comrade, are they still arresting speculators now?"
The cadre saw that he was also respectable, so he said, "Yes, but not as severely as before. Where are you coming back from?"
"The capital. The capital is no longer arresting. You can set up stalls in Tiananmen Square. Some time ago, because there were too many stalls, a commercial area was specially planned in the nearby Dashilan to collect rent. There are also many car repair stalls and fruit and vegetable stalls in places with large passenger flow. There are also people who specialize in pulling honeycomb coal for others to make a living." Fang Mingche talked about the situation of setting up stalls in the capital.
Everyone around listened in surprise. Is the capital already like this?
The cadre said, "Then we should be able to catch up soon. Do you work in the capital?"
Fang Mingche said "hmm".
It seems that it will take a long time for the central government's policies to be extended to fourth- and fifth-tier cities like theirs.
They are still arresting speculators!
After asking this, he lost interest in small talk. He crossed his arms, closed his eyes and dozed off.
The cadre wanted to ask more questions, but he didn't say anything when he saw him close his eyes. He couldn't ask him to open his eyes and continue explaining the situation. But his heart was shaken.
The other passengers also whispered and discussed it. With
such road conditions, there are potholes from time to time. It is impossible to sleep, so he can only rest his mind.
Fang Mingche sat on the hard seat for three days. Although it was not as hard as taking his daughter to Beijing, it was good to rest his mind.
When he arrived at the county town, he took another bus. It cost 30 cents to get to the township.
When he drove to the outside of the mechanized farming road in the village, Fang Mingche shouted, "Master, please stop the car."
This time, his suitcase was not tied to his head and he carried it on the bus.
Chickens and ducks are often taken on this kind of township bus. The bus is much messier than a long-distance bus.
He picked up his two boxes, grasped the gaps between the chickens and ducks that were packed in nylon bags with only their heads exposed, and the backpack, and walked to the door with difficulty and got off the car.
The sound of the car door closing came from behind him, and Fang Mingche walked towards home with the two large boxes.
It was not too hot at the moment, and many farmers were working in the fields. They all came out to avoid the hottest time in the afternoon.
"Hey, Xiao Laoer, you're back?"
Fang Mingche nodded, "Yes, Uncle Qi. I came back to take the college entrance examination."
Uncle Qi put the hoe in front of him and looked up and down at this distant nephew who had been away from home for four months.
"Oh, it's good to take the college entrance examination. If you pass the exam, you are no longer a farmer. You don't have to work hard in the soil, facing the loess and back to the sky."
After saying that, he remembered that this nephew had escaped from the farm a long time ago.
As a result, he was not in a clear mind and sold his job to go to the capital to find his ex-wife who was an educated youth and divorced him.
But from the looks of it, it seems that he is doing well in the capital. It looks more respectable than when he was a teacher.
There was another person who was carrying water to irrigate the vegetable field and asked, "Mingche, what are you doing in the capital?"
"Didn't my dad tell me? I set up a tea stall in Tiananmen Square. I took advantage of the large number of people in the square and made small profits but quick turnover."
Fang's father did not say it outside.
According to traditional concepts, setting up a stall is quite embarrassing. Even the face of the ancestors was lost!
Even after it became known that setting up a stall could make money, this view did not change much. What about now?
Someone asked what his second son was doing in the capital, and he said that he was preparing for the college entrance examination.
The schools in the capital have much better teachers and preparation materials than those in small places. That's why he was willing to be a blind drifter in the capital.
Someone else asked if he went there to live in Lin Yan's house.
Fang's father repeatedly stated that he rented a house with Yan Yan.
"You're already divorced, and you don't have a letter of introduction for remarriage. Do you think the Lin family will agree?"
His youngest son didn't go to the capital to be a son-in-law. This needs to be made clear!
"Oh, does this make money?"
Fang Mingche said as he walked, "Not bad. Ayan and I can make hundreds of dollars a month."
"That's more than what you make as teachers."
These people said this, but they were secretly complaining in their hearts.
Being a teacher is so noble, running around to serve tea and water to people, and letting people order you around. What were you thinking?
Fortunately, he was not completely confused and knew to come back to take the college entrance examination.
Fang Mingche didn't care what they thought and walked straight home. He was a week and four months, and his hometown really didn't change at all. It seemed as if time had stopped.
The first one who heard the news and ran out to greet him was his eldest nephew Fang Jian, "Second uncle, you're back?"
Fang Mingche nodded, "Yes, I'm back."
Fang Kang, who was following Fang Jian, looked at this second uncle with a strange face.
He is half a year younger than Yanyan, and he doesn't remember Fang Mingche anymore.
This is normal, Yanyan doesn't remember her family very well either. Even Fang Fang, the sister with whom he had the best relationship before, only has a vague impression.
Fang Mingche looked at the two brothers playing with other boys in the village, "Where's Fang Fang?"
Fang Jian said naturally, "She went to cut grass for the pigs at home. The pigs at home need to eat."
The family raised a pig and three chickens. This is in accordance with regulations and will not be cut off by the capitalist tail.
"Go and help her, and then come back quickly. I bought new clothes and food for you all."
"Okay!"
Fang Jian knew that his second uncle always liked Fang Fang, the money-loser.
But when he heard that he brought new clothes and food, he didn't resist. He quickly went to his own field to call Fang Fang.
He also helped with some work so that Fang Fang could finish the task and go back earlier.
If not, his second uncle might be angry and not give him good food.
When Fang Mingche returned home, he went into the house to put down his luggage. Then he came out and took a gourd ladle to scoop some water from the water tank to drink. His parents, brother and sister-in-law came back one after another.
(End of this chapter)