Group photo of 191
After recounting the recent major events in the alley, Guan Yuehe ushered him into the house to change his clothes.
After the two little ones had picked up the red apples and started eating them, Guan Yuehe quietly slipped inside. "Are you hurt?"
She's been hearing a lot about the crackdown lately, and that some arrogant bad elements have even opened fire in resistance.
Lin Yiku didn't hide it; the couple were both injured, so it was difficult to keep it a secret.
"I was stabbed in the back, and it's already scabbed over."
Guan Yuehe quickly pulled at his clothes, and only felt relieved when she saw that the wound wasn't too serious.
Compared to his other scars, this is already considered good.
She looked up and met Lin Yiku's gaze. Moving her gaze further up, she saw the scar on Lin Yiku's brow bone.
Lin Yiku was about to say something when she was punched in the chest, then turned and left.
Lin Yiku touched her left brow bone and chuckled irritably. This grudge from childhood is going to last forever.
After he changed his clothes and came out of the living room, Lin Ting called him "Dad" again, and she and Gu Yu burst into laughter as if they had been tickled.
He and Lin were left confused.
"Yuehe, are you all packed yet? ... Yiku is back! Perfect timing, the reporter said he wants to take a group photo of our alley."
Zhou Hongqi, who came to knock on the door, was wearing brand-new work clothes and holding his Level 8 worker certificate in his hand. He said with a big smile, "I've been featured in the factory's publicity department quite a few times before, but this is my first time on TV."
Guan Yuehe clapped her hands. It was her first time on television, so she needed to tidy herself up and present her best self!
"Okay, you guys get ready first, I'm going out now." Zhou Hongqi turned around and went to call Yuanbao to go home and change into new clothes.
Before long, the alley entrance was filled with people.
At this moment, no one was wearing patched clothes. When they came out, they tugged at their clothes, smoothed their hair, and grinned from ear to ear.
A red banner was also hung at the entrance of the alley.
It was festive and lively, just like celebrating the Spring Festival.
Although only a few comrades managed to catch the human traffickers/thieves this time, when a child went missing in the alley, the entire alley mobilized to search everywhere. Even the TV reporter said that every enthusiastic resident of Ginkgo Alley deserves praise!
The reporter has really praised the people of Ginkgo Hutong to the skies.
Guan Yuehe laughed as she listened.
The neighbors in Ginkgo Hutong are absolutely unambiguous when it comes to catching bad elements; it's no exaggeration to say they have a high level of awareness.
But to say that the neighbors in Ginkgo Hutong get along well... is hard to say.
"Yuehe and Hongqi, aren't you two great contributors going to stand at the front?"
"Isn't this a group photo? We're standing according to height."
Guan Yuehe, being tall, was assigned to stand at the back, where she and Lin Yiku were each holding a baby.
As they were about to take a picture, Guan Yuehe reminded Lin Ting, "Eat later, look up at that auntie in front of you."
Lin Ting, holding a big red apple, stared blankly at the woman holding the camera at the front, and took one of the only two group photos with her neighbors from Ginkgo Hutong.
After the group photo was taken, many people came up to ask if they could have an extra copy printed, and they would pay for it.
“That’s right! Our alley has never had a group photo like this before. Our family wants one too.”
"Me too, my family wants to too..."
The street office leader who came over for the interview smiled and chimed in, saying that a group photo should be taken every year from now on.
Guan Yuehe didn't join in the fun anymore, and called Lin Yiku to go home.
Only then did I remember to ask Lin Yiku where she brought back the apples, "They're bigger than the ones we have here, and they smell even better."
"They say it's a variety that Shandong imported from Japan, and they plan to promote its cultivation in the future."
Lin Yiku's luggage bag was only half full of her own clothes; the rest was all apples.
Now that's great! Lin Yiku brought back apples, and the apple trees he contracted back home have yielded a bumper harvest. He definitely won't have to worry about apples this winter.
As Guan Yuehe divided the apples he brought back into several portions, she laughed and said, "Life is really good now. My brother-in-law said that he felt his scalp tingle when he saw the half basket of apples that my second brother gave him. He got tired of them before he even started eating them."
So when Gu Mannian came to pick up Gu Yu and was given several red apples, he couldn't help but worry, "This year there are plenty of apples to eat."
"You guys have had it too good. Back then, apples were a rare commodity, and it was hard to even buy one."
Gu Mannian dared not contradict his mother-in-law, but Guan Yuehe chimed in, "You said it was in the past. In the past, you needed cloth coupons to buy cloth, and you couldn't even get any. Now cloth coupons have been abolished, and there's plenty of supply."
The abolition of cloth ration coupons was a major event this year.
Cloth ration coupons existed for thirty years. It's fair to say that people like Guan Yuehe grew up knowing that buying things was synonymous with ration coupons. Now that cloth ration coupons have been abolished, it's like sending a signal that the abolition of any kind of ration coupon will no longer be surprising.
Perhaps by the time Lin Tingneng can go out to buy soy sauce on his own, the ration coupons will have already disappeared from the historical stage.
Jiang Guiying was in a daze for a moment, then nodded, "That's right, cloth ration coupons that we've used for most of our lives have just been canceled."
After a brief sigh, Jiang Guiying began to hope that grain coupons and meat coupons would be abolished soon and supplies would be readily available again.
"I just hope that I can eat rice to my heart's content, steamed buns with white flour every meal, and meat every day!" Just thinking about living such a good life makes Jiang Guiying feel that she can live at least twenty more years.
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Within two days, television stations and newspapers successively reported on the deeds of the enthusiastic residents of Yinxing Hutong, and a group photo of the residents of Yinxing Hutong appeared on television and in newspapers.
Rumors are circulating again that Ginkgo Alley has good feng shui.
"There are so many talented people in your alley!" Li Xuelian couldn't help but admire them.
As soon as Guan Yuehe started working, she heard her colleagues praising Ginkgo Hutong, and she would jokingly ask them if they wanted to move there.
Her colleagues jokingly chimed in, saying they wanted to move to the courtyard where she lived.
"Welcome everyone. The reports all praise the harmonious relationship between our neighbors in the alley."
Guan Yuehe laughed as soon as she finished speaking.
The afternoon the TV station came to do an interview, everyone was indeed very harmonious.
But the harmony only lasted for an afternoon; that very evening, someone got into an argument over a few scallions. The next morning, another fight broke out over cutting in line at the public restroom.
This noisy atmosphere is the norm in Ginkgo Hutong. But even in the face of major events, it doesn't prevent everyone from uniting as one.
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Guan Yuehe's good deed this time is nothing new to her colleagues in the foreign trade department.
But for the other comrades who acted bravely, this was quite a novel experience.
Zhou Hongqi and Zhou Baoan were also recognized as outstanding workers and advanced workers by Wuxing Automobile Factory this year.
For Zhou Hongqi, she has worked for many years and has been recognized as an outstanding worker countless times, but this year is different. She has been recommended by the factory to participate in the "March 8th Red Banner Pacesetter" competition.
Zhou Baoan was recognized as an advanced worker less than two years after joining the factory, and Luo Guifang couldn't stop smiling when she heard the news.
Aunt Zhao was also overjoyed. Chang Zhengyi had been praised by his superiors at the epidemic prevention station, and she finally stopped thinking about changing Chang Zhengyi's name.
"I was thinking of changing his name or getting him something to wear, but now I think the name is fine, so I'd better not change it. His boss even praised him for having such a good name, saying he lives up to his name, haha!"
Hai Ban'er had been hearing her repeat these same few sentences for the past few days and was tired of it. He walked a few steps away with his hands behind his back and casually asked Wu Jiawang, who was delivering recyclables, "Has your little brother gone home?"
"I've gone back."
Sun Dashan used a large dose of sedative, which kept Jin Jiahe unconscious for most of the day. He only stayed in the hospital for a day before he was full of energy again. The next day, he and his parents went door-to-door to thank everyone.
"Then why are you looking so long-faced?"
Wu Jiawang remained silent. Although his parents said that Sun Dashan's bad deeds were not his fault, he regretted not telling his family about Sun Dashan's visit sooner, otherwise he would have been caught off guard.
If Jiahe is really kidnapped and can't be found, then...
Before he could think any further, Hai Ban'er slapped him on the back of the head, and he was completely out of ideas.
"I guess the job-buying thing I talked about with you last time won't work out."
Hai Ban'er saw that Wu Jiawang was honest and had helped him introduce people to sell old items to him. Knowing that some people at other scrap yards wanted to sell their jobs, he thought of helping him out.
But now it's impossible. When the person selling the job heard that Wu Jiawang's biological father might be shot, he didn't care how much money Wu Jiawang offered and decided to sell the job to someone else.
What a pity, it would have been great if I had bought the job two weeks earlier.
Wu Jiawang was not disappointed; in fact, he was relieved.
He had been collecting recyclables for several years. Although he didn't have a company and his job wasn't respectable, he earned a lot!
He earns more in a month than his parents combined, and has already saved up a sum of money. He could easily buy a bungalow with that money now.
He had been thinking for a long time about how to tell his family, but now there's no need to. His own father has committed a crime, and even if he can buy a job, the employer might not want him.
This would also save his parents from constantly worrying about buying him a job or transferring their jobs to him.
Hearing him say that, Hai Ban'er patted him on the shoulder and said, "It's good that you're thinking positively. As long as you work hard, you won't starve."
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"I guess I'll just have to figure it out myself," Wu Erni sighed.
When Wu Erni learned from Song Gong'an that Sun Dashan was likely to be shot, she knew that getting Wu Jiawang a job would be difficult.
After closing the door, Wu Erni couldn't help but give Sun Dashan another good scolding.
Before he could finish cursing, Song Xibei was heard laughing incessantly outside the gate.
What's wrong with this child?
The neighbors of Courtyard No. 2 all went out to see what was going on. They saw Song Xibei laughing loudly, Lin Yiku with a dark face, and a little child standing between the two of them.
Lin Ting looked at Song Xibei, then at Lin Yiku, her eyebrows furrowing like caterpillars. In the end, she hugged Lin Yiku's leg and called out "Dad" firmly.
Lin Yiku sighed helplessly. He had been on vacation at home for the past few days and noticed that Lin Tinglao kept wanting to run to Courtyard No. 2 and even went straight to Song Gong'an's house to find Song Xibei.
He remembered that when he was dating Yuehe, the kids in the No. 2 courtyard also liked to ask him about joining the army. He assumed that Lin Ting was the same way, so he didn't think much of it.
Just now, Song Xibei came back from outside wearing a green military uniform. His daughter was squatting in the corner picking up ginkgo leaves when she saw Song Xibei and rushed up to him, calling him "Dad".
Although Lin Ting stared at Song Xibei for a long time before finally turning around and hugging his leg again...
No wonder Yuehe kept laughing when he said that Lin Ting could remember people now and wouldn't mistake a photo for her father.
She's a mischievous one too; he's been back for four days, and she hasn't said a single word.
Author's Note: [It's melted]
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