February 14, the 16th day of the lunar calendar. At 7 o'clock in the morning, the highest temperature in Beijing was less than 4 degrees.

The powerful biological clock woke Zhou Wenzhong from his sleep. He slowly opened his eyes, regained consciousness, and lifted the quilt covering himself. In order to prevent them from attacking suddenly yesterday, he slept with his clothes and shoes on from beginning to end.

"Well~ A wonderful day is about to begin. Sign in."

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"Your uncle's!"

"Look! Once people get into trouble, even the system has to step aside. What kind of life have I been living before? Since the separation, everything has gotten better!"

Zhou Wenzhong leisurely slipped out of the bed, walked to the desk, took out the remaining millet porridge and two steamed buns from yesterday and ate them.

Fifteen minutes later, after finishing his meal, Zhou Wenzhong smashed the soup pot against the wall.

"Bang Dang..."

Following this sound, Zhou Wenzhong heard the sound of pulling a stool from the main room. He walked to the bed and checked his "pet" first. The old man's hair was not bad and he should have survived.

He took off the top door bar, opened the bedroom door and walked out. Ma Guihong and Zhou Deming were sitting at the dining table in the main room, and the other two children were not there.

"You got up quite early! Good morning. Have you eaten?"

"You have taken away the pot, what are you going to eat..."

"Okay! Now that you're up, let's go to the street office and wait. As soon as they go to work in the morning, I will quickly assign your household registration and let them set up a separate book for you."

"What's the rush? I haven't eaten yet."

Ma Guihong said: "You just have to be hungry if you don't have anything to eat. You are separated from this family anyway. This family doesn't have food for you."

Zhou Wenzhong smiled and asked Zhou Deming: "Does what she said represent what you mean?"

"You took the pot away and you couldn't cook, so I didn't fold it either."

Zhou Wenzhong sat on a chair and lit a cigarette in his mouth.

"It seems that today is not the right day to separate our families! You two have a strong grudge against me, so forget it and let's talk about it another day."

"No! I'll give you 2 yuan, and you can buy something to eat later. Anyway, you took away all our tickets."

"Isn't this... bad?"

Zhou Deming took out 2 yuan from his pocket and slapped it on the table.

Zhou Wenzhong picked it up, looked at it, and put it in his arms. He had no choice but to wear clothes all over his body, not even a pocket.

"Okay, in order not to delay your going to work in the department store, and in order not to affect your work tasks in your unit, I will overcome the difficulty and accompany you to go to the street office. Alas...this day is full of

thing."

Zhou Wenzhong looked helpless, stood up from the stool, shuffled out of the main room, and went to the central courtyard to wash up.

The headband was lifted up, causing Zhou Wenzhong to frown in pain.

"hiss……"

Looking at the dark red and black blood stains on it, Zhou Wenzhong washed the headband and touched the wounds on his forehead. Some places had begun to scab.

As soon as I put the toothbrush in my mouth, I heard the sound of Xu Damao's bicycle.

Xu Damao said angrily: "Why do you guys always take advantage of me to make such big moves when I'm not at home?"

"Brother Damao, do you know everything?"

"Me, the workers outside have spread the word about your deeds. I guess it won't take more than three days for the entire Dongcheng District to know your name."

"You don't blame me! I knelt on the ground and begged my dad, but he didn't agree. Alas..."

Xu Damao looked at Zhou Wenzhong up and down again, said nothing, and left while pushing his bicycle.

"Gululu... Bah, bah, bah..."

While savoring the taste of tooth powder, I walked back to my door.

"Can we go to the street to do it now?"

"Well, let's walk."

Zhou Deming whispered a few words to Ma Guihong, and then the two of them went to the street office.

Along the way, Zhou Wenzhong looked at the eyes of the people around him and listened to them talking about No. 95 Courtyard. He also vaguely heard Zhou Deming's words about department stores selling jelly beans, which made Zhou Deming's teeth itchy with anger.

As soon as the two of them entered the "lobby" of the subdistrict office, there was no one there at this time. Anyway, the subdistrict office is always open and all the doors are open. There are no staff members coming to work yet, so they just sit on the chairs and wait boredly.

staff member.

At 7:30, a young man finally arrived, about 25 years old. This staff member was definitely the most junior person in the street office. He was the first person to come to the unit. He must be responsible for cleaning the office.

duty of.

"What's the matter with you two?"

"Separating his household registration will also cause trouble for you, and stamp this agreement."

The staff's eyes immediately became unfriendly and looked at Zhou Wenzhong. This young man was unfilial!

"Okay, you two sit down for now while I take a look at the agreement."

Time was running slowly, and Zhou Deming couldn't hold his breath. He left his seat again and again and walked to the staff to ask.

"Uncle, I can understand how you feel. We have to review it before we can stamp it. You have to understand that once the stamp is stamped, its nature will be determined."

"I know, what about... I can't explain the first sentence or two here, so just stamp it. This is all a matter of discussion."

"Uncle, if you say that, then I won't persuade you. Okay!"

The staff of the sub-district office picked up the stamp, breathed a sigh of relief, put his left hand on his right hand, and stamped it heavily on the family separation agreement.

"Bring me your household registration book."

Zhou Deming took out his household registration book from his trouser pocket and handed it over.

"I'm asking you one last time. Think carefully before answering. Are you sure you've been separated?"

"Yep."

"Um...Zhou Wenzhong! You are also sure that you want to separate, and live alone, right?"

"yes."

The staff member picked up a pen and started writing on Zhou Deming's household registration book. After a while, he stamped a seal again, bent down and picked up a new household registration book from his feet, and wrote again.

"Ka... you two take your respective household registration books. Go back. Zhou Wenzhong, take your household registration books and go to the grain station to apply for grain purchase books and non-staple food books. The weather will get cold soon, don't forget to go to the coal station to apply for your

Coal purchase book. Also, let me tell you, your organizational connections are still on the street."

"Eh."

"Okay, thanks."

Zhou Wenzhong picked up his new household registration book and walked out of the "service hall".

I shouted in my heart: "This little comrade didn't forget to threaten himself at the end! It's really special. But, from today on, I, Zhou Wenzhong, stand up completely!"

"Huh? Xiao Zhou, why are you here?"

Zhou Wenzhong heard the voice and looked ahead, seeing Wang Jianping walking towards him step by step.

He quickly bowed his waist slightly and replied: "Director Wang, I have nothing to do. I just want to change my household registration book."

"Let me take a look."

"Eh."

Zhou Wenzhong handed over the household registration book with both hands, and Wang Jianping took it and took a look at it.

"Don't try to escape from going to the countryside in this way, got it?"

"Hey, I understand."

"Is there anything unresolved?"

"No, no, I'm going to work first, Mr. Wang, you are busy."

"Um."

Zhou Wenzhong waited until Wang Jianping left, then walked towards the Erliang Station. Zhou Deming chased behind him.

"Wait a minute! It's time to return the real estate certificate to me, right?"

"Why are you so anxious? I forgot where I put it. Let's do this. You go back and shake out all my bedrolls, and then hang them in the yard to let the wind blow. If you don't keep them all, I'll remember. I'm leaving.

Let’s go! See you later.”

Ignoring Zhou Deming's angry urge to spit fire, Zhou Wenzhong threw his household registration book in the space, threw his arms away and walked forward.

What Wang Jianping just said was actually revealing to himself that dividing families could not avoid going to the countryside. The revolution had not yet succeeded, and he still had to work hard!

Within half an hour, Zhou Wenzhong appeared in front of the Erliang Station, first took out the headband from the space and tied it on his forehead.

"Let's read the newspaper first today, everyone is here, right?"

Everyone looked at each other but did not answer. Zhou Wenzhong was the one who beat up Li Daqiang. Who dares to stand out like this?
To be continued...