Everyone got out of the car and unloaded their luggage. The man who was driving the car just left without even saying hello. Zhang Changfu knew that he was worried about the animals and did not stop him.
It was dark all around, and everyone couldn't see clearly through the moonlight.
Fortunately, Zhang Zhiyong, who was following behind, came over at this time. He turned on the only flashlight in the village and said to everyone in awkward Mandarin: "Hello everyone! My name is Zhang Zhiyong, and I am the accountant of the village."
"We only received the news that you were coming to our village yesterday afternoon, so we didn't have time to clean up your place. You will sleep in the village committee tonight and we will talk about the rest tomorrow."
"Don't pack your luggage for a while. Come to my house for dinner first."
After everyone had been hungry all day, when they heard that they finally had something to eat, they all said loudly: "Thank you."
"You're welcome! You're welcome! From now on, we are all our own..."
"Stop talking nonsense and take them in to put their luggage." Zhang Changfu stood aside and said impatiently.
There was no way, the official level was overwhelming. Zhang Zhiyong originally wanted to say something to welcome everyone, but was interrupted by Zhang Changfu. He had to greet everyone awkwardly and walked to the courtyard of the village committee...
Zhang Zhiyong, in his thirties, had attended a literacy class before. He was one of the few educated people in this village. His half-baked Mandarin was learned from the teacher in the literacy class.
He always respected educated people. He heard that these educated youths from the city were at least junior high school graduates, and he was very concerned about the fact that these educated youths could come to his village.
The gate of the village committee is a common black-painted wooden door in this era, and the outer wall is an ordinary loess wall.
The yard is not big. As soon as you enter, you can see the three-hole cave dwellings. Zhang Zhiyong asked them to live in the two rooms on the far right.
Not even an oil lamp was lit, and no one could see the environment inside the cave dwelling.
Wanyang and Qian Xiaoshuang threw their luggage into the cave where they lived and came out.
The Five Zang Temples are going crazy with hunger, so they still have to arrange their luggage carefully! The boys are in a similar situation.
When everyone came to the yard, they saw Zhang Changfu and Zhang Zhiyong, muttering something quietly at the gate.
In the end, Zhang Zhiyong used a match to light a cigarette for Zhang Changfu, and Zhang Changfu walked away.
The others didn't hear what the two said, but Wanyang heard them clearly because her hearing and eyesight were much more sensitive than normal people.
In fact, it was Zhang Zhiyong who wanted them, the educated youths, to have their food counted as belonging to the village, but Zhang Changfu hesitated and refused to agree.
The moment Zhang Zhiyong turned around, a hint of dissatisfaction flashed through his eyes, Wan Yang felt something was wrong.
If there is a rift in their relationship, it would be easy for her to smooth it over!
In the first year when the educated youth went to the countryside, the state provided food supplies to the educated youth every month.
When they first arrived and had not yet encountered a famine, I believe it would be okay to incite everyone to return some food to Zhang Zhiyong's family.
Moreover, I was originally going to eat from others today, so it is only natural to return it to others.
Of course, this is not the point for Wanyang. The point is that Zhang Zhiyong is dissatisfied with Zhang Changfu. No matter how much the dissatisfaction is, she has to amplify the conflict between them.
Zhang Zhiyong's home is not far from the village committee, which is only a hundred meters away, but he has to cross two alleys.
His family also lives in a cave dwelling. Perhaps because they are guests from far away today, two kerosene lamps are lit in the house, which makes it very bright.
Zhang Zhiyong took off his blue cloth coat with cashmere and put it on the earthen kang covered with straw mats. He greeted them warmly, "You all come and sit on the kang. My mother-in-law is cooking for you in the kitchen! I'll go
See if it’s ready!”
A male educated youth named Zhou Jidong expressed everyone's gratitude and said: "Thank you so much, Uncle Zhang!"
"Don't call me Uncle Zhang. Almost every family in our village has the surname Zhang."
Zhang Zhiyong has a Chinese-character face and a simple and honest appearance. When he talks, he smiles with a hint of kindness, "When there are many people, you all
My name is Uncle Zhang. The old and young men in the village can promise a big piece!"
He said this as a little joke to prevent everyone from being so reserved. Zhou Jidong scratched his head in embarrassment and asked: "Then we call you Uncle Zhiyong, do you think that's okay?"
"Why not? You just call me this. Children of your age in the village all call me this." He walked to the door and said, "I'll just go to the kitchen and have a look. You guys sit on the kang to warm up."
Bar."
After Zhang Zhiyong opened the door and went out, they were the only educated youths left in the room. Everyone walked to the Tukang, you looked at me, I looked at you, and they were all struggling with one thing in their hearts, that is, whether or not to take off their shoes.
The kang is actually very simple, just a small kang table, a kang cabinet at the root of the wall, and two quilts on top of the cabinet.
In this winter, everyone is wearing cotton shoes. If you don't keep your feet in place, your feet will stink. And you have to eat soon, so you can't eat while smelling athlete's foot!
"Wanyang, what should we do?" Qian Xiaoshuang saw that everyone was silent in embarrassment, so he asked Wanyang next to him when he had nothing to say.
Wanyang pretended to think for a while and replied: "Why don't we wait for Uncle Zhiyong to come over and see how he sits, and then we can follow suit?"
Here Zhou Jidong took over the conversation and said: "This is the only way!"
What else can we do otherwise? It is definitely impossible to take off your shoes directly. For a half-year-old child, who doesn’t want to lose face?
The youngest among them is Wanyang, who is sixteen years old, and the oldest, Zhou Jidong, is only nineteen.
There is no way, in this special era, high schools and universities have been suspended, they have no school to go to, and factories are not recruiting people, so they responded to the country's call to settle in the countryside.
According to the course of history, these people want to return to the city, and have for several years!
Before the state ordered a large number of educated youth to return to the city, there were still some ways to go back, such as attending the Workers', Peasants and Soldiers' University, which was recommended by the villagers.
Renjia Village must give priority to the people in its own village. If there are really no suitable candidates, it will recommend the educated youth to serve as soldiers, return to the city after serious illness, and resume the college entrance examination after many years...
In short, it is quite difficult for educated youth to return to the city.
Many people come here with high enthusiasm and think about going back day and night.
As soon as the door of the cave opened, they who were standing swaying immediately straightened their bodies.
Zhang Zhiyong took a stack of bowls and a pair of bamboo chopsticks in both hands, pushed the door open with his shoulders, and came in. Seeing them all standing upright, he asked in surprise: "Why don't you get the warmth on the kang? You all stand stupidly.
What are you doing?"
"We are just guests. If the host doesn't sit down, there's no reason for the guests to sit down!" It was Zhou Jidong who replied.
Unknowingly, he has become everyone's 'diplomat'.
Zhang Zhiyong came over, put the bowls and chopsticks in his hands on the Kang table, and praised generously: "You educated people from the city are so particular!"
Zhou Jidong didn't reply this time, and everyone understood that this was not a matter of being particular at all, but a matter of athlete's foot.
Zhang Zhiyong saw that they were all waiting for him to sit down, and thinking that he couldn't keep them waiting any longer, he quickly got on the kang.
However, what he didn't know was that his move on the kang was attracting everyone's attention!
Behind him, there were a total of seven pairs of big, shining eyes, staring at his shoes! Seeing that he did not take off his shoes, everyone heaved a sigh of relief in their hearts.
Zhang Zhiyong sat down and waved to them, "Don't be stunned. Come up and sit down."
Everyone said their thanks sincerely, got on the kang slowly and orderly, and finally sat down cross-legged around the kang table.
"Wait a moment, my mother-in-law will bring the rice right away." After Zhang Zhiyong said that, he started to divide the bowls and chopsticks for them. As soon as he divided two, everyone winked and took it for themselves.
Qian Xiaoshuang moved quickly and helped Wanyang get it. As soon as his hand stopped moving, he looked at Zhang Zhiyong and asked: "Uncle Zhiyong, why don't you see the child at home?"
"They are all helping my mother-in-law in the kitchen!"
"Uncle Zhiyong, how many children do you have?"
"Two, a son and a daughter."
"Uncle Zhiyong is so lucky, he has both children..." Qian Xiaoshuang continued to follow Zhang Zhiyong's words and chatted with him about household matters.
She can also be regarded as their second 'diplomat', easily alleviating the sense of strangeness and distance between them and Zhang Zhiyong.