Moving his heavy body, Lu Ming pushed open the door in front of him, and the sound of creaking folding pages echoed in the dim corridor.
This is a brand new dormitory, a typical standard dormitory built by the Datang Group of this era.
Each floor has a long corridor with room doors on both sides. Next to each door is only a small window that cannot be accessed. This is a very typical apartment-style design.
In addition to the independent bathroom, each house has only one room and a windowless living room. The kitchen here is next to the door, and next to it is the long and narrow window that opens in the direction of the corridor.
Logically speaking, there is no way to raise children in such a house, but the workers don't care. They didn't have houses in the past, but now they have, so they don't care about the details at all.
Lu Ming, who had been making a living in the Dahua Empire, was a typical refugee. He was actually a native of Chu, but he had lived with his mother in the Dahua Empire since he was a child.
His mother was a woman who kept her door open. At the high end, she was like a peripheral girl, but at the low end, she was just an escort who had no place to work.
His mother raised him by selling her body, and then died of illness in the Dahua Empire. In the end, she didn't even have money for medicine.
Lu Ming, who was less than 20 years old, had no source of livelihood and no money to rent a house, so he had no choice but to start wandering. Later, he came to Tang State with some refugees and heard that there were job opportunities here.
Sure enough, the rumors did not lie to him. He found a job here and received free training opportunities to become a worker.
After signing a contract similar to a deed of sale, he received some salary every month and could live in the factory dormitory for free.
Every room in the dormitory there has bunk beds, and eight men live in one room. Each floor has only a simple kitchen and two toilets, and you have to go to a public sink to wash your hands.
As long as he works here for 20 years, he can regain his freedom, receive housing incentives, and live in the apartment building where he lives now.
As a result, he only studied here for half a year and learned a lot. He promoted his master and raised his salary, and he became the technical backbone of the factory.
The contract was reasonably shortened to 15 years, and his daily salary was much higher. What surprised him even more was that the factory often organized social gatherings with a textile factory in the same city to let the workers get to know some female workers.
We are all young people at a passionate age. Male and female workers often get to know each other, then write to each other, and eventually get together, get married and become a family.
Later, Lu Ming learned that this was a strategy of the factory to increase the population of the Tang Dynasty: it could not only save dormitories, but also encourage marriage and childbirth.
He met a woman at that time, who is now his wife. The two attended a collective wedding, which was simple and hasty. They received the factory's blessing and then moved out of their respective dormitories. The one they were assigned looked a bit shabby.
, but it is a very cozy cabin for them.
"You're back." The hostess who had finished get off work was cleaning up the house. They cherished this kind of house with wooden floors and a big bed.
For them, this is everything they have, this is the place they call home. Both of them have lost their parents, both are refugees from afar, and both have gained a new life here...
"Yeah." Lu Ming felt that his shoulders were always sore. He took off his coat and hung it on the nail of the bathroom door. It was their simple clothes hanger. There was really no room for a real clothes hanger in the cramped door.
A clothes hanger in the sense of the word.
Recently, the factory floor where he works has been working overtime, and he has to work 12 hours a day. For him, this is a fulfilling lifestyle.
He was happy to see the assembled tank chassis being sent out of the workshop every day, because this was the result of his work.
Before, he always thought that he was from the Chu country, and then he thought that he was from the Chinese nation. Now he is very sure that he is from the Tang Dynasty, and he is definitely from the Tang Dynasty!
Every Tang Dynasty person is proud. They have their own life, work hard every day, create wealth, and make their small life live a colorful life.
Their lives improved at a speed that was visible to the naked eye. Before coming to Tang State, they never dared to dream that they could live a life like today.
In the past, they thought they could live by eating one steamed bun every day, but now they can eat two with every meal, even with some vegetables, and occasionally a meal of meat.
At that time, they were hungry every day, eating leaves and all kinds of random things, and they were unwilling to let go of the bugs and mice they caught.
Now Lu Ming finds that he no longer thinks about such disgusting things as eating rats, because he can eat the dinner prepared by his wife for him every day, including fragrant rice, white noodles, and salted green vegetables.
"I came back from get off work today and passed by the vegetable market. The carrots were very fresh and the price was cheap, so I bought some." My wife opened the folding table and took all the plates on the kitchen stove.
Lu Ming sat down at the table as a matter of course, grabbed a washed carrot and stuffed it into his mouth. It tasted very good, with a slight sweetness in the fragrance, and it was crunchy and crunchy when chewed.
Extremely delicious.
"Try this!" The wife pointed to the vegetable leaves on the side with a happy smile on her face. She married a good man and lived an extremely happy life, which made her quite satisfied and gave her new hope every day.
Lu Ming finally grabbed the kuaizi next to the rice bowl, picked up a vegetable leaf, put it on the rice, and then put it into his mouth together. The garlic and salty taste opened up his taste buds in an instant.
"It's delicious." He laughed, even forgetting his painful shoulders. His wife was quite good-looking, worked in a textile factory, hard-working and virtuous, the kind of woman he had never dared to think of before.
But now, she was sitting there, looking at him with her chin propped up, with a faint smile on her face, so beautiful that it made him feel a little distracted.
"I heard from Aunt Li next door that their child was injured on the front line." This rule of not talking during eating or sleeping did not exist in the Tang Dynasty. His Majesty the King often summoned his ministers during meals, and it was even more impossible for poor people. You are causing trouble like this for yourself. The hostess watched the man eating and mentioned the gossip she heard today.
"It was said that he was stabbed in the thigh. Don't we all use guns in today's wars? Why did he get stabbed again?" The woman didn't understand anything, so she just talked casually, just for fun during the meal.
"How did Aunt Li know?" Lu Ming asked his wife in confusion while eating.
His wife immediately cheered up and explained: "The letter was sent from the front line, and there was also a letter of thanks from the army representative. It was formal, praising Aunt Li and her son's bravery. I heard that there was also injury allowance and a medal. It's tax-free. , I feel envious when I hear it.”
Authentic medals from the Tang Dynasty were sent home directly, and those worn by soldiers on the front line were imitations to prevent soldiers from losing them during combat.
However, there is an exception: if the soldiers themselves do not have families, the medals and imitations will be issued to the soldiers together. The genuine ones are usually stored in the logistics management department at the division or corps level.
The military's unique mailing system is also very developed. Because of the railway connection, letters sent home from the front line can be quickly delivered to the designated location.
"I can't envy you the honor of risking your life to come back." Lu Ming continued to eat and expressed his opinion at the same time.
His wife immediately nodded like pecking at rice: "Yeah! You're right, we don't envy this kind of thing! It's great that you are a skilled worker and don't have to go to the front line."
The country has already drafted the military twice. Although it is still based on the voluntary principle and provides high subsidies, it still makes people nervous.
In the newspapers, on the radio, and even on the factory loudspeakers, there is news of a victory on the front line and a great victory for our army, but everyone is talking about how there is no reason to continue recruiting troops after every victory.
But in order to save everyone's new life, or to fight for a future on the horse, young men from all over the country still joined the army and formed one army after another.
Although many people know that most of the recruited troops have gone to either the south or the east, and are in training status and have not been sent to the front line, everyone is still worried.
Worried about myself, worried about whether the good days are coming to an end, worried about whether this country will perish... In short, I have a little bit of patriotism.
"Safety and stability are the real things.
"Lu Ming doesn't think it's wrong to be timid. Everyone has his or her own way of being patriotic: It's hard to say whether a worker like him who can install parts for dozens of tank chassis every day or a soldier on the front line will contribute more to his country." big.
"Do you think we, the Tang State, can win?" The wife didn't understand anything, so she pinned her hopes on her husband, who worked in a military factory: "Our life will definitely continue, right?"
"Definitely." Lu Ming was stunned, and then nodded firmly: "If you have such a powerful weapon and still lose, wouldn't the soldiers on the front line be useless?"
He thought of those giant beasts made of welded steel in the factory. If someone could defeat the tanks of the Tang Dynasty, it would be a disaster.
That was something that could not be defeated by human power. He firmly believed that the Tang Army with such a powerful force would be invincible on the battlefield!
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel that the rice grains in his mouth were a little sweeter. So he chewed hard, and the muscles on his cheeks bulged.
He felt that he should work harder and produce more tanks so that his good life could continue like this forever.
