"Xiao Wuzi, Xiao Wuzi, wake up, I have to pick up your aunt in a while, so don't fall asleep."
Wang Gang heard a familiar voice ringing in his ears, and then someone slapped his butt, and he sat up from the bed suddenly.
"Ouch! Mom was scared to death."
"You damn kid, why are you so violent?"
Wang Gang looked at the frightened middle-aged woman beside the bed and shouted subconsciously.
"mom!"
The middle-aged woman looked at her son strangely, always feeling that her little son today was a little different from before.
"Get up and wash up quickly. The sun is shining on your butt and you still have to stay in bed." The middle-aged woman threw an undershirt to Wang Gang.
Wang just took over the undershirt, his head was still a little groggy, but he realized that he was wearing it again.
A moment ago, he was still in the world of "Only Thirty", seriously ill in bed, but now the surrounding environment has completely changed.
Wang Gang found himself lying on a wooden bed with mosquito nets hanging around him.
The original villas and mansions have turned into dilapidated bungalows. The tiles on the roof are patched and patched, showing that they are old at first glance.
Wang Gang lowered his head and looked at his body again. His body had regained its vitality, and his skin was firm and smooth.
After being reincarnated so many times, Wang Gang had already adapted to it. He closed his eyes and entered a meditative state, and then a large number of unfamiliar memories emerged in his mind.
Wang Gang skillfully integrated the memory of the original owner and soon knew his current name.
Han Chunming.
"Xiao Wuzi, why are you still falling asleep while sitting? Get up quickly, your aunt, don't wait any longer."
The familiar voice came again, and Wang Gang already knew that it was his mother in this body.
"Mom, I'll get up soon."
Wang Gang stood up quickly, put on his sweatshirt, then picked up his towel according to his memory and ran into the yard.
The place where he lives now is an old courtyard house. There is no bathroom in the house. He can only wash his face and brush his teeth in the pool in the yard.
At this time, there were several people washing up by the pool. Wang Gang found an empty faucet and washed his face with ice water to relieve the discomfort caused by memory fusion.
At this time, a mean voice sounded from beside Wang Gang.
"Chunming, you must have been scolded for sleeping in again!"
Wang Gang raised his head and found that the person speaking was a young man in his early twenties.
"Cheng Jianjun, didn't you just wake up?" Wang Gang wiped his face with a towel and started brushing his teeth.
Cheng Jianjun, the original owner Han Chunming's childhood friend and a good friend who grew up wearing a pair of pants, just came back from joining the queue and was waiting to be assigned a job at home.
Wang Gang also knew where he was reincarnated at this time.
"Under the Zhengyang Gate" tells the story of a group of ordinary people living in the capital who continue to work hard to change their living conditions as the times change.
Wang Gang was reincarnated as the protagonist Han Chunming.
The owner of that mean voice just now is the lifelong enemy of the protagonist, the villain in the play, Cheng Jianjun.
At this time, he and Han Chunming had not fallen out, and were still the best buddies in the whole yard.
"Chunming, my dad told me to find a way to get us two brothers to work together." Cheng Jianjun brushed his teeth while talking to Wang Gang, and toothpaste and saliva splashed on Wang Gang.
Wang Gang moved away in disgust and said, "Be careful what you say, don't splash on my clothes. I'll have to pick someone up later."
Cheng Jianjun said speechlessly: "You still dislike my Tumo Xingzi. It's not like you haven't used my toothbrush before."
Wang Gang felt a chill after hearing this.
According to the memory of the original owner, he and Cheng Jianjun were as close as brothers. It was common for them to sleep in the same bed and wear the same clothes.
Except for their wives, they can share everything else with each other.
Wang Gang was also very surprised, how did these two people turn against each other in the end?
"Chunming, if we can work together in the future, we can all take care of each other." Cheng Jianjun put his arms around Wang Gang's neck and smiled.
Wang Gang pushed Cheng Jianjun's hand away and said, "We haven't even written the horoscope yet, maybe we can't be together."
"Hey! Why are you not active today? The day before yesterday, didn't you beg for nothing and insist on asking my dad to help introduce you to a job?" Cheng Jianjun asked strangely.
Han Chunming and Cheng Jianjun jumped in line and came back together to wait for the streets to assign jobs. However, there were too many educated youths coming back. There were too many monks and too little food. Dozens of people were competing for the job of sweeping the streets.
The Han family has a large population, including Han Chunming's five brothers and sisters.
It is now 1975, and life is difficult for everyone. There are many people in the family, so they have to open their mouths to eat. Mother Han is urging Han Chunming to find a job and make money all day long.
Han Chunming graduated from junior high school and had limited education. He would definitely have no chance of finding a job on his own, so he sought help from Cheng Jianjun's father.
Cheng's father was one of the few people in the courtyard who could get along well in the capital. He had a wide network of contacts and wild ways. With Cheng Jianjun's intercession, he agreed to Han Chunming and let him wait for news at home.
"Uncle Cheng, don't worry about the work. I'll figure it out myself." Wang Gang threw the towel over his shoulder and walked into the house.
Cheng Jianjun looked at his old friend's back with confusion, always feeling that he was a little strange today.
Of course Wang Gang doesn't worry about his job. With his skills, he will never starve to death wherever he goes.
After returning to the house, Mother Han had already prepared breakfast, a bowl of millet porridge, a fist-sized noodle bun, and a small bowl of pickles.
"Eat quickly. After eating, go to the city gate to pick up your aunt and cousin." Mother Han said to Wang Gang.
"Auntie took Xiaoxing and the others into the city to enjoy the autumn breeze again!" Wang Gang smiled and sat down and took a sip of millet porridge.
Mother Han said with a bitter face: "I originally thought I could save a few cents this month. Once your aunt and others come, it's hard to say whether our family can survive until the end of the month."
Wang Gang knew that Han's mother was born in the countryside and later married into the city to Han's father, who was a worker by birth.
It's a pity that Han's father left early and Han's mother was frugal and managed to raise five children.
Mother Han has several poor relatives in the countryside, and life has become even more difficult in the past few years. If they can't afford to eat, they go to the city to look for Mother Han to fight against the autumn wind.
As for those poor relatives, Mother Han said she didn't want them to come, but every time they came, they were treated to delicious food and drinks, and all the old clothes at home were taken away.
Wang Gang ate a steamed bun and a bowl of millet porridge, feeling half full.
He is twenty-three years old this year, which is the age when he can eat, but the financial situation of the Han family does not allow him to eat freely.
"Mom, I'm going to pick up my aunt." Wang just finished eating, casually wiped his mouth with his hand, and then ran out of the house.
When I walked to the gate, I happened to see a girl pushing a bicycle in.
The girl has bright eyes and white teeth, wearing a floral skirt and two big braids on her head. There is a bag of fried dough sticks hanging on the handle of the bicycle, exuding an alluring aroma.
When Wang Gang saw the girl, his whole heart became warm, not because of the woman, but because of the bag of fried dough sticks.
"Han Chunming, you got up early today!" The girl saw Wang Gang and greeted him warmly.
Wang Gang was speechless. Does everyone know that the original owner likes to sleep in?
"Su Meng, what did you buy for breakfast today?" Wang Gang smelled the aroma of fried dough sticks and took the initiative to come over.
The girl is none other than the woman who has been entangled with Han Chunming his whole life, Su Meng.
Su Meng smiled and took out a fried dough stick and handed it to Wang Gang.
"for you."
Wang Gang didn't show any politeness to Su Meng. He followed the original owner's example and just took the fried dough stick in his mouth and left.
"I'll buy you a soda later."
Su Meng shook her head, knowing that Wang Gang just said kind words, and she was used to it over the years.
Wang Gang was eating fried dough sticks and walking on the streets of Beijing in the 1970s, and felt something for a moment.
The last time I saw Beijing in the 1970s was in the courtyard world.
On a whim, Wang Gang headed towards Nanluogu Lane. Of course, He Yuzhu and Qin Huairu were not there.
After taking a circuitous route, Wang Gang saw that it was getting late and hurried towards the city gate.
The aunt has been waiting with two little girls for a long time.
"Brother Wuzi." One of the little girls saw Wang Gang and rushed over.
"Xiao Xing." Wang Gang greeted with a smile, and the little girl had already rushed into his arms.
"Brother Wuzi, why did you come here?"
Wang Gang pushed the little girl away and said, "Xiao Xing, you are a big girl now. You can no longer cuddle with your cousin like before."
Meng Xiaoxing is Han Chunming's cousin and has been living in the countryside.
This silly girl is probably used to living in the countryside and doesn't have too many worries.
It's still 1975, and there will be problems if a man and a woman hold hands on the street, let alone hug each other. Wang Gang doesn't want to cause trouble.
"Brother Wu Zi, what are you afraid of? I will be yours sooner or later." Meng Xiaoxing said shyly.
Wang Gang rolled his eyes, but he didn't dare to take Meng Xiaoxing's words seriously.
In the past, when Han's mother took her children back to her hometown to visit relatives, the elders gathered together and joked that when Meng Xiaoxing grew up, she would marry Han Chunming, and the two families would become closer.
It was originally a joke, but I didn't expect this silly girl to take it seriously.
"Auntie, wait a minute! Let's go home quickly!" Han Chunming pushed Meng Xiaoxing away and said to her aunt.