This small room of less than five square meters had no windows and no ventilation, making it very stuffy.
Zhao Ruyi opened the door halfway, lay on the relatively dry quilt, silently performed the breathing and breathing exercises of Xingyiquan, and fell into a good sleep state.
I slept until six o'clock in the morning the next day.
In Wujia Village, all kinds of cocks and dogs croaked, making Zhao Ruyi feel like he was in the countryside. But in fact, this is an area close to the city center of Donghu City!
If Wujiacun could be demolished, this would be a great place for everyone to grab.
Surrounded by rivers on three sides, the area is neither large nor small. Across the river is the most prosperous downtown business district. Whether it is a high-end residential area that is quiet in the bustle, or it is developed into a new type of trade center, every inch of land is very valuable.
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Zhao Ruyi got up, opened the door and walked out of Aunt Liu's house. She wanted to smell the fresh morning air, but all she smelled was the smell of feces...
A manure cart, which should have died out in this era, appeared at the intersection of the alley, and every household was carrying their toilets over.
Zhao Ruyi walked over and asked a neighbor, only to learn that the drainage pipes in Wujia Village were too old. In recent years, in order to shape the city's tourism image, Donghu City did not allow local residents to discharge domestic sewage into the "Yongtai River" that runs through the city.
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This ancient river channel is said to have a history that can be traced back to the Song Dynasty, and is also one of the iconic cultures of Donghu City.
Of course, the residents of Wujia Village do not want to discharge feces and sewage into the Yongtai River. It is not that they have a noble sense of protection, but that they use the river water to wash clothes and vegetables every morning and evening. If the river water is too dirty, they will
life will be affected...
Zhao Ruyi walked to Xu Jiani's house next door and found that Xu Jiani was returning with an empty toilet. When she saw Zhao Ruyi, her face turned red with embarrassment.
Zhao Ruyi almost went over and said, "I'll help you get it." Then she thought about it as it was her toilet, which seemed a bit "overstepping her authority"...
Xu Jiani lowered her head, pretending not to see Zhao Ruyi, and turned into the yard of her house.
At this time, most of the residents in Wujia Village were already up, but most of them were short-term tenants who were leaving in a hurry. Zhao Ruyi's "temporary landlord" Aunt Liu and his wife were not up yet.
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In the early morning, Wujia Village was noisy. Before it was completely dark, various hawking orders at the entrance of the village came in one after another.
Because Wujia Village is relatively closed and has a dense population, small vendors also see the "business opportunities" here. Vegetable stalls are placed at the entrance of the village, and there are all kinds of snacks, steamed buns, etc....
Zhao Ruyi turned to the front door of Xu Jiani's house and saw that the lame old Jiangtou had opened the door and was moving some things out.
"Ruyi, you got up so early," Lao Jiangtou chuckled when he saw Zhao Ruyi, "You're not used to living here, can't you sleep?"
"Fortunately..." Zhao Ruyi lowered his head and looked at the things placed in front of Xu Jiani's house. They were all maintenance equipment, heavy and heavy.
He looked inside the room again, where Xu Jiani, wearing a colorful apron, was struggling to move an iron box out.
She grabbed the handles on both sides of the box with both hands, used her belly to push up, and moved toward the door little by little. She was wearing a colorful apron, obviously to avoid getting her clothes dirty.
"I'll do it!" Zhao Ruyi saw that this should be fine, took two steps forward, and caught Xu Jiani's box with both hands.
"Be careful, Shen!"
Xu Jiani hurriedly reminded her, but before she could finish her words, Zhao Ruyi had easily picked up the box, walked outside and put it at the door in three or two steps.
When Lao Jiangtou saw this, he smiled happily. He really still needs a male at home.
Zhao Ruyi helped Xu Jiani move the things out of the house one by one. Then she took a closer look at the things at the door and found that there were really many business projects - bicycle repairs, radio repairs, TV repairs, and assistant repairs.
Motor vehicle parts...
He looked at Xu Jiani, who was already sweating profusely, and at her hands that were blackened by grease, and he knew that it was not easy for her to help her grandfather, who had limited legs and feet, move things out of the house every day.
When she noticed Zhao Ruyi staring at her, she turned around and went to the house to wash her hands and prepare to cook.
"Grandpa, can you still repair so many things?" Zhao Ruyi sat at the door and helped organize things in order.
"Hahaha, it's just some craftsmanship for making a living." Lao Jiangtou smiled, with a bit of bitterness in his laughter, "Who still uses radios now, and who would repair TVs? The popular flat-panel and LCD ones are now
, I don’t even understand.”
Zhao Ruyi thought about it. With the progress of society, there are fewer and fewer old-fashioned TVs, and LCD TVs are generally used. The price of repairing an LCD TV is not as good as buying a new one.
Among Grandpa Xu Jiani's crafts, the only one that can barely make money is repairing bicycles and mopeds, and his service scope is only limited to Wujia Village.
"My grandfather used to be a communications soldier in the army."
Perhaps wanting to cheer up her grandpa, Xu Jiani came over and interrupted with pride.
"That was all in the past..." Thinking of the past, Lao Jiangtou laughed happily, but waved his hand, "I won't mention it anymore, I won't mention it anymore..."
Zhao Ruyi knew that the signal corps was really different from ordinary soldiers. In addition to having the characteristics of soldiers on the battlefield, they also had to be flexible and understand technology.
On the battlefield, an important instruction can completely turn the entire battle situation around.
When the war was at its fiercest, the signal soldiers were also one of the most dangerous arms. How many signal soldiers were bombed to pieces just to connect a line or get a word from the headquarters.
Life and death often only take a second. In order to get an important strategic instruction, you have to sacrifice your life.
Thinking of this, Zhao Ruyi was full of admiration for Xu Jiani's grandfather. Needless to say, his legs must have contributed to the fiercest Korean battlefield.
Snapped!
Zhao Ruyi suddenly stood upright and gave a standard military salute to Lao Jiangtou.
His maternal uncle is a staunch old soldier, so Zhao Ruyi has had a good impression of soldiers since he was a child. Especially after he served as a soldier for two years and knew how hard it was to be a soldier, he respected the soldiers even more from the bottom of his heart, including those at the lowest level.
Soldiers.
Old Jiangtou, who had been retired from the army for many years, was startled by Zhao Ruyi's sudden action, "Silly boy, what are you doing?"
Zhao Ruyi smiled and retracted his arm, but felt in his heart that even if there was no other reason, for such an old soldier, he should protect Xu Jiani from being bullied.
"I wonder which serial number my grandpa is?" Zhao Ruyi asked smoothly.
"I, hehehe, I am the 112th Division of the 38th Army..."
Reporting his former unit number, Lao Jiangtou's cloudy eyes flashed with light. This was his hardest and most glorious time!
In an extremely difficult environment, we defeated the well-equipped U.S. military!
Zhao Ruyi secretly remembered the number in her heart, but she heard Xu Jiani beside her suddenly shout happily, "Ah, the food and rice are ready..."