Xu Xiangyang was naturally unaware of what happened after he left; he simply regarded today's events as an act of heroism.
When he got home, the house was freezing cold. If it weren't for the space, he probably would have frozen to death inside.
The stove wasn't lit, and all the other houses in the yard had their doors closed; they had obviously already eaten and were holed up indoors for the winter.
Xu Xiangyang closed and locked the door, then drew the curtains and entered the space.
The temperature inside is just right, much better than the freezing cold outside!
He took a shower and lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.
It's not that I can't sleep, it's just that I always feel uneasy.
I've been living in this era for quite a while now. Before, I was always busy making a living, but now that I have a job, my heart is starting to feel lively again.
After all, being a driver is just an ordinary job. If you want to rise above others, you have to find another way.
A good man should have ambitions beyond his hometown; how can he just sit around doing nothing all day?
People who are full naturally become restless, and Xu Xiangyang is no exception.
Half a month passed uneventfully, with daily commute and occasional trips by car.
Just as Xu Xiangyang was about to leave work that day, Chen Jiancai walked in and stopped him.
"Xiao Xu, wait a moment."
Xu Xiangyang turned around and asked, "Master Chen, is there something you need?"
Even though it was time to leave work, if someone asked me to stay, I had to stay, and I couldn't show any dissatisfaction.
Chen Jiancai put down what he was holding and said, "Drive Director Yang back to his hometown, which is in a nearby commune."
As he spoke, he took out a car key and gave it to Xu Xiangyang, and then explained a few things to him.
Xu Xiangyang readily agreed and then went to get the car.
When I arrived at the office building, a man in his forties was already standing at the entrance.
Xu Xiangyang got out of the car and greeted him first, "Are you Director Yang? I'm Xu Xiangyang, just call me Xiao Xu. I'll take you home today."
After saying that, he opened the car door and let Director Yang get in.
Director Yang's face darkened; it was unclear whether he was naturally like that or doing it on purpose.
Anyway, he didn't say a word and was very cold, so he seemed angry.
Xu Xiangyang didn't say anything more. After all, the other party was the leader, and he was just a driver. He should just do his job honestly.
When they passed by the supply and marketing cooperative, Director Yang finally spoke.
"Comrade, stop for a moment, we need to pick someone up."
Xu Xiangyang quickly pulled over and saw Director Yang get out of the car and bring over a woman in her forties who was standing at the entrance of the supply and marketing cooperative. She seemed to be his wife.
"Old Yang, why are you so late today? Weren't you supposed to walk home? Why are you taking a car?" the woman said as she got into the car.
Xu Xiangyang drove quietly in front, without saying a word.
Director Yang sighed, then said angrily, "Isn't it all because of Director Liu? He's always up to nothing. Either he's making us live in fancy villas or he's sending us cars. He's got a real hedonistic lifestyle!"
Director Yang's wife was exasperated by his words, "Old Yang, just listen to what the government arranges for you, why do you always refuse?"
She naturally understood her husband, but no matter what, she couldn't just give up everything, could she?
Director Yang snorted coldly, "What do you know? Let me tell you, Bai Juhua, you need to be more aware. The country is doing a little better now, why bother with all this nonsense? It's just adding to the country's burden."
"But Director Liu and others accepted it too, so why can't you?" Bai Juhua couldn't stand his thinking. They had suffered for so many years, why couldn't they accept better conditions?
"Them?" Director Yang rolled his eyes. "They are all highly educated intellectuals. It is only right that the country takes care of them. I can't do that. This is just indulging in pleasure!"
Xu Xiangyang listened from the side, feeling utterly speechless. Was he implying that Director Liu was indulging in pleasure?
The government takes care of certain officials so that they can better serve the people.
After all, only when their families are secure can they wholeheartedly dedicate themselves to other jobs.
However, he wouldn't say that Director Yang's idea was wrong, since he was just trying to save resources.
This has nothing to do with him, so he can just drive his own car and pretend he's deaf to everything else.
Director Yang and his wife didn't say anything more, since they were in public and it wouldn't be good to say too much.
After driving for more than half an hour, we finally arrived at the nearby Lianhua Commune.
Director Yang directed him to drive to a residential house, and then he got out of the car.
Since he had nothing to take, Xu Xiangyang didn't get out of the car, but simply said goodbye and left.
Even if he greeted them with a smile, they probably wouldn't pay any attention; people like that don't care about such things.
It was already 6 p.m. when I returned the car to my workplace.
Taking advantage of the darkness, Xu Xiangyang hurried home.
I've been eating on time regularly lately, and I'm still a little hungry.
When I got home, I ate at the cafeteria in my apartment as usual, and then went to organize my supplies.
He's been organizing things lately. Although he's not short of money, who would complain about having too much money?
You can only buy a house after you have money. At the very least, you can accumulate years of service and eventually be allocated a house so you can buy things.
Now, Xu Xiangyang just wants to settle down. Without his own house, he has no confidence in anything he does.
In his past life, he bought a house first, then a car, and then enjoyed life. He prefers to have his own fixed place to live; otherwise, he always feels like a homeless person.
Of course, those who now have parents should also consider their spouses.
As their pride, we certainly cannot let them down.
After tidying everything up, Xu Xiangyang went to sleep.
Tomorrow is the weekend, so he has time to rest. He plans to go to the black market again to sell some things and make some money.
Because there was no clock, he didn't know what time it was when he got up.
After thinking for a moment, Xu Xiangyang went to the container in the space and found a watch, a very ordinary silver one.
He put it on his wrist and then went to the supply and marketing cooperative.
The only places where you can find meters now are supply and marketing cooperatives, post offices, and state-run restaurants.
However, it's not good to go to those two places without buying anything. There are many people who don't buy anything at the supply and marketing cooperative, so it's the best place to go.
Because it was a crowded weekend, Xu Xiangyang glanced at the time and hurriedly left.
After setting the time, it was already past nine o'clock.
He found a secluded spot, gathered all the necessary items, and headed to the black market with a basket on his back.
There were still many people today, and the long alley seemed to have no end.
When Xu Xiangyang saw someone sell out and leave, he immediately put his basket down and sat down.
He disguised himself specially today, and the hat on his head and the scarf on his face made it impossible to see what he actually looked like.
Such attire is common in the black market.
After all, buying and selling things are both targets, and it would be bad if someone were to keep an eye on you.
There are still many people who can't afford to eat these days, and quite a few people make a living by stealing chickens and dogs.
Although he now feels capable of fighting and unafraid of others, who likes trouble? It's still necessary to be careful.
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