Chapter 32: Was the rickshaw issued by the Japanese?



The young man is at the age of full vigor and vitality, how can he bear such injustice?

I looked up and was about to say something back when I saw a sign behind the counter prohibiting assaulting customers without reason. After thinking it over, I decided to hold it in.

It’s better to have less trouble than more. Don’t bother with these two women.

Looking at the young man with a red head and a swollen face, and then looking at the salesperson who looked fine, Zhang Shuguang felt relieved instantly.

That’s right, this is the supply and marketing cooperative that I am familiar with.

"Little comrade, this is your stuff. Here's your change. Make sure you pack it up properly."

Thinking of Zhang Shuguang taking out a thick stack of black coins from his pocket, the salesperson couldn't help but feel frightened.

What kind of family would allow a teenager to have so much money?

"Okay, thank you, big sister."

Zhang Shuguang took the items and walked out of the supply and marketing cooperative in a cool manner, facing the salesperson's friendly smile and the young man's stunned expression.

After finishing all his work, Zhang Shuguang rode his tricycle and started walking home.

After taking the health-strengthening pills, Zhang Shuguang's legs were as tireless as a perpetual motion machine. Feeling the wind whistling in his ears, Zhang Shuguang felt more relaxed than ever before.

The afterglow of the setting sun fell on Zhang Shuguang, giving him a faint halo.

It was not until they reached the village entrance that Zhang Shuguang slowed down the tricycle.

"Xiao Guang, where did you get this rickshaw from?"

The women sitting at the entrance of the village are still so sharp-eyed and sharp-eared, keeping their eyes and ears open and listening carefully.

"Don't talk nonsense. This is not a rickshaw. I've seen rickshaws before, and they all have two wheels."

"Look at you, you're so capable! It's like everyone has seen a rickshaw before. Don't all the cadres who come to the commune ride rickshaws?"

The women put down their needlework and gathered around the tricycle, watching the fun and bickering with each other.

"Aunties, this is a tricycle. It can not only carry people, but also load goods."

Zhang Shuguang was not in a hurry to leave, and let the women take a closer look at the tricycle.

"Zhang Shuguang, tell me the truth. Where did this tricycle come from? You can't follow your father's old path!"

One of the women's expressions changed, and she suddenly seemed to have figured something out.

"What are you talking about? What does it have to do with you where the tricycle came from? Do I need to explain it to you?"

Unlike his cautious brother Zhang Shengli, Zhang Shuguang has a stubborn temper.

If you are polite to me, I will be polite to you. If you want to cause trouble for me, I will fight back twice as hard.

"Of course you have to explain. If you can't explain clearly, I will report you to the brigade! Don't think I don't know, only the Japanese would give a rickshaw to a dog."

Li Erhua put her hands on her waist, scowled coldly, and was determined to fight the traitor to the end.

"Xiao Guang, what's going on?"

Captain Zhang Xiangyang's wife, Tian Sulan, also became anxious when she heard this.

"Auntie, don't listen to her nonsense. The Japanese have been driven out for fifteen years. Where can I get a tricycle?

I found a job. This is my work permit and the tricycle was given to me by the factory."

This is the real reason why Zhang Shuguang stopped here and wasted his time talking to them.

Identify yourself and let these women spread the word.

In the 1960s, being able to eat commercial grain in rural areas was definitely a matter of great honor, and the whole village would look up to you.

Zhang Shuguang wanted to improve his family's situation and find a reason to improve his family's life.

"What the hell are you talking about? You're actually eating commercial grain? Which factory is so blind as to want a traitor like you."

The strong jealousy did not allow Li Erhua to believe that what Zhang Shuguang said was true.

"Li Erhua, what are you talking about? Didn't you see the red stamp on your work permit? Who would dare to forge this?"

Tian Sulan opened her work ID and walked around among the crowd so that they could all see it clearly.

Zhang Xiangyang and Tian Sulan are both grateful people. They always remember Zhang Xiangnan's kindness in their hearts and take care of Zhang Shuguang's family both openly and secretly.

"Auntie, I'll go back first. My grandma is still waiting for me at home."

Zhang Shuguang originally wanted to open the paper package and take out a few pieces of White Rabbit milk candy for Tian Sulan, but when he saw the women surrounding them, he thought better of it.

At this time when people are fighting over a handful of wild vegetables, it's better to keep a low profile.

Anyway, I have to go to the captain in the evening to mobilize my food supply, so I can just bring some gifts with me then.

"Make way, make way."

Zhang Shuguang pedaled his tricycle forward, and Li Erhua, unwilling to give in, had to move aside.

"Why? My family has been poor peasants for eight generations. How come such a good thing has never happened to us?"

"Who says it's not true? A 16-year-old kid went to the county town and found a job when he came back. How can it sound so fake?"

"Hey, do you think the city is really short of workers right now?"

"It's really possible. Otherwise, even if they didn't know Zhang Shuguang's background, they wouldn't want a teenager."

"No, I won't tell you anymore. I have to ask my two sons to go to the county town tomorrow to see if there are any factories hiring workers."

The women all went home, each with their own plans in mind. The village entrance, which was bustling just a moment ago, suddenly became deserted.

Zhang Shuguang rode his tricycle to his doorstep, but the gate was still closed.

The doors and windows have been closed in broad daylight for three years.

Firstly, they were afraid that the two little ones would run around, and secondly, it was a self-protection measure, as if by doing so, the rumors outside would not come in.

"Grandma, I'm back."

Zhang Shuguang opened the gate and pushed the tricycle into the yard.

"Brother, what is this?"

Zhang Shengli was the first one to run out. He stood next to the tricycle, wanting to touch it but not daring to.

"This is a tricycle. The factory gave it to me."

Zhang Shuguang smiled, saying that good news should be shared with those closest to him.

"I knew it, I knew that my eldest brother would definitely become a worker. Our mother didn't believe it when she came home from work this afternoon."

Zhang Shengli tilted his little head back, using all his strength. Because he shouted so loudly, his whole face turned red.

"Grandson, are you really a worker?"

Liu Guixiang also walked out of the house holding her granddaughter's hand.

In the morning, the old lady was full of confidence in her eldest grandson. Like Zhang Shengli, she also felt that her eldest grandson could find a job.

But her husband and daughter-in-law, who had just gotten off work at noon, poured a basin of cold water on her.

"My eldest grandson has a low level of education, is young, and doesn't have a non-agricultural household registration, so it's impossible for him to find a job."

These are my wife’s exact words.

"Mom, Xiaoguang is just kidding. How could you really believe him? Now that we have food at home, he doesn't have to go up the mountain to dig for wild vegetables for the time being. I'll take him to work tomorrow and put an end to his unrealistic ideas."

Su Hong also thought her son was daydreaming.

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