Beijing Railway Station
Song Jin finally squeezed off the train. As the New Year was drawing to a close, the train station was bustling with people coming and going.
There was a bus outside the station and one came without long waiting.
The bus swayed slowly and arrived near Maoer Hutong half an hour later. Song Jin got off the bus carrying his small suitcase.
It was noon and there were almost no people on the street. As soon as he entered the alley, he could smell the aroma of various foods. Song Jin followed the aroma all the way to his door.
After entering and closing the door, he let Song Ming, Song Zheng and Song Zuo out.
The three of them were taking a nap and were a little confused when they suddenly changed their place.
Song Jin didn't give them time to react.
Bring out a chair and sit down in the yard.
"We're in Beijing now, let's go clean up first."
After hearing her words, the three of them immediately started to act, with clear division of labor among those who wiped the table, swept the floor, and boiled water.
Song Jin kept an eye on the movements at the door while watching them work.
Don’t mention it, it’s really nice to have someone to serve you.
In the past, she always thought how nice it would be if she could travel back to ancient times. She wouldn't have to be born into a wealthy family, just a slightly wealthy family with a maid to serve her.
It feels so good and refreshing.
Thinking of this, she cleared her throat.
“Who can cook?”
The three of them stuck their heads out and looked at each other.
In the end, they all said no with a blushing face.
Song Ming: "Old Six knows how to do it. Why don't we call him back?"
Song Jin held his forehead with his hand: "So what have you been eating recently?"
Song Zuo: "I made this cornmeal porridge recently. They've had diarrhea for a week."
Song Brocade…………
Life is still important.
"Forget it, all three of you should learn it. By the way, you are all from Beijing, who are your relatives at home? I'm afraid your families must be worried after not seeing you for so long."
The three of them looked at each other.
Finally, Song Zheng stood up and said, "I have a younger sister at home. The eldest child has an old mother at home. The fourth child has both parents at home, but they kicked him out. The fifth child has a grandfather at home. The others are all orphans."
Song Jin pondered for a moment, took out three Great Unity tickets from his pocket, gave one to each of them, and then found a few more tickets to share with the three of them.
"After the cleaning is done, I'll give you two days to take care of your personal affairs. Come to me with your identification in two days. I'll then tell you about your future arrangements."
The three of them were very happy to hear this and worked faster.
Song Jin gave Song Ming another big unity ticket and a few tickets, asking him to buy some things and visit the boss's family.
Song Ming looked at the Great Unity, pastry tickets, and non-staple food tickets in his hand, and solemnly said thank you to her on behalf of the boss.
After cleaning the house, the three of them left while no one was paying attention.
Song Jin changed the bedding in his room, went into the space to wash, take a bath, and have lunch.
Jiangshui noodles with tiger skin chili and braised meat are so refreshing to eat in winter.
After dinner, I exercised for a while and then started to rest.
Song Jin was really exhausted on the train these days. There were no berths so he had to sit the whole time. There were many people on the train, and some people brought live chickens and ducks. The whole carriage was filled with chicken droppings, smelly feet, and all kinds of strange smells.
The next day she felt so nauseous that she pretended to take an orange out of the box and peel it, hoping the peel would freshen the air.
It’s a shame it didn’t last ten minutes, as the flavor became more complex.
It was already seven in the evening when Song Jin woke up. The moment he opened his eyes, the whole house was dark, without a single light, and the house was silent. Suddenly, he felt like he had been abandoned by the whole world.
Fortunately, she didn't relax for too long this time and quickly got up and turned on the light.
I ate late in the afternoon, so I’m not hungry now.
She flashed into the space and planned to plan her next route.
It is almost 1975, and it is already the end of December 1974.
The college entrance examination will begin in two years after the new year, and she has already collected all the necessary review materials and high school books.
In this era, if ordinary people want to turn their lives around and make a breakthrough, passing the college entrance examination is the only shortcut to changing their destiny.
Thinking of this, Song Jin planned to add one thing to his notebook: college entrance examination!
But that was two years away, and the most important thing for her now was to consider the present.
She was not planning to go back to work at the machinery factory. She told Director Shi about this on the phone at the time. She said she would just provide drawings and be an extra-staff engineering designer, and would not go to work properly.
I don’t know if it was because the drawings were so tempting or for some other reason, but Director Shi agreed to her request without any hesitation.
At that time, she was thinking of going to Beijing to discuss it later, but now that the matter was right under her nose, she had to come up with a plan quickly.
After much consideration, Song Jin came up with three industries that he was more interested in and decided to make a choice among them.
First, being a radio station announcer is purely a personal preference. She likes broadcasting very much, speaks standard Mandarin, and as a liberal arts student, her creative ability is also good.
The salary for an announcer might not be very high, and if she continued in this field, she might end up becoming a host or something like that. She wasn't familiar with Beijing and wasn't sure if she could find a way out.
Second, translation. She thought she had learned English well. If she could study harder and specialize in translation, her future development path might be to become a diplomat and work in the country's diplomatic department.
This is the most respectable job, but it is expected to be quite busy and may require frequent business trips. Moreover, as a translator, it is impossible for her to only know one or two languages. She also needs to study other languages carefully.
The third option was to find a job in the sales department of a large company, either in purchasing or external sales. She considered herself quite eloquent, and sales allowed her to travel extensively and expand her network, which she enjoyed.
That's right. She needs to think about whether she wants to keep running around like this. Besides, it's hard to get into the sales department these days, especially for girls. Purchasing departments are mostly men these days, because sometimes long-distance business trips are not convenient for women, both for safety reasons and socializing.
Song Jin thought about it, weighing the pros and cons of each job, and finally decided to focus on being a broadcaster. After all, this job was the simplest, easiest, and her favorite.
And if she does well, it will be a good thing for her, at least her popularity will be increased.
Having set the goal, Song Jin no longer hesitated and decided to do it.
It's a rare opportunity to do something I like without worrying about income. She will only be 20 years old next year and has a bright future ahead of her. The more I think about it, the more excited I feel.
Looking at the time, it was almost ten o'clock. Thinking about the future, time passed so quickly. After washing up, Song Jin quickly went to rest because he had to meet Director Shi tomorrow.
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