"Zhou Bingkun, I leave and you stay, have you heard me?"
After Aunt Qiao left, Zhou Rong shouted to Zhou Bingkun in a commanding tone.
Zhou Rong is the elder sister, two years older than Zhou Bingkun. Due to the double suppression of her age and bloodline, she has always been able to bully Zhou Bingkun, her younger brother.
There are a total of five people in the old Zhou family. Anyone who sees Zhou Bingkun can give him a few words. Zhou Bingkun's 'younger brother' position at the bottom of the old Zhou family's food chain is still very stable.
"Zhou Rong, you're a woman. It's for your own good to let you stay in the city. Do you know what's good and bad?"
Zhou Bingkun also called Zhou Rong by her first name. Since no outsiders were around, Zhou Bingkun was naturally not so polite to Zhou Rong.
Zhou Rong is a self-centered person. This sister is not very good and has never taken care of Zhou Bingkun. What qualifications do she have to give orders.
When going out, men are definitely safer than women, especially beautiful women, who will be more dangerous.
Let’s not talk about how Zhou Rong is as a person. She is indeed quite beautiful, and she deserves the title of “Pianhua” in Guangzipian.
Zhou Bingkun now feels that Zhou Rong is not very good, but before he awakened his memory, he still had a close relationship with Zhou Rong.
Affected by his emotions for more than ten years, Zhou Bingkun still instinctively went ahead and persuaded Zhou Rong.
"You are young and stupid. I don't let you go to the countryside. It is for your own good."
Because he was not good at studying, Zhou Bingkun was just like this in the eyes of other people in the old Zhou family.
"I'm back." Without saying a few words, Zhou Zhigang walked in.
Zhou Zhigang was not an ordinary person. Before liberation, he took his family to Guandong and came to Northeast China.
After liberation, he became a worker again and became an eighth-level bricklayer. No matter what type of technical work, if he could reach the eighth level of the technical ceiling, he would be the best in the unit.
"The father of the child is back." Regardless of Zhou Rong and Zhou Bingkun still arguing, Li Suhua first greeted Zhou Zhigang who had returned.
He took the gloves and scarf that Zhou Zhigang had taken off and placed them on the kang cabinet.
Zhou Zhigang sat down on the edge of the Kang and asked, "What were the two of you arguing about just now?"
"Chunyan's mother came just now and mobilized the family. We have to leave one more child. Both children have to leave, so we fought for it."
Li Suhua said happily that it was much better for the children to fight to leave than to stay.
It shows that the children have a good relationship with each other and can consider each other, which is worthy of the family's comfort.
It's just that this is just wishful thinking on the part of Li Suhua. Zhou Rong wants to leave because she wants to pursue her love.
If it doesn't have anything to do with the relationship between siblings, it has nothing to do with it.
Zhou Zhigang looked at Zhou Rong and then at Zhou Bingkun, thought for a second, sighed and said, "Bingkun, let's go."
Of course, a father would not want to see his children go to the countryside to suffer hardships, but if only one could be left in the city, Zhou Zhigang would of course choose Zhou Rong to stay.
Letting Zhou Rong stay in the city is enough to show that Zhou Zhigang is a rare father in this era who does not favor boys over girls, but is more partial to his daughter.
"Dad." Zhou Rong walked to Zhou Zhigang's side and shouted while pulling her sleeves.
A daughter who can act coquettishly will indeed be more liked by her father than a naughty son.
Although Zhou Zhigang is a man with ideas, he will not be easily changed by Zhou Rong.
But Zhou Bingkun was still prepared to expose Zhou Rong's true thoughts.
Family scandals should not be made public. When Aunt Qiao's family was there, Zhou Bingkun held back and did not say anything.
At this time, Zhou Zhigang also came back, and his family was neatly organized. It also allowed the family to know more clearly what kind of person Zhou Rong was.
I will never deny it. Zhou Rong chose to go to the countryside so that Zhou Bingkun could stay in the city.
"Zhou Rong, you don't have to call me Dad. He won't change his mind if you call me Dad. Going to the countryside is not a good thing. What do you have to argue with me about? You just want to go to the countryside so much to find that black-type poet of yours.
Old partner?"
After being stunned for a moment, Zhou Rong looked at Zhou Bingkun with an expression of three parts surprise, three parts panic and four parts anger: "Zhou Bingkun, did you peek at my letter?"
Li Suhua looked in disbelief: "Kun'er, what are you talking about?"
Zhou Bingyi's expression was also very complicated. First he was angry, then annoyed, and then relieved: "Bingkun, how could you say that about your sister?"
Zhou Bingyi and Zhou Rong are good at studying and both like reading, so they often play together and are considered to be in the same circle.
Even if Zhou Bingyi didn't know Zhou Rong and Feng Huacheng, they were communicating with each other through letters.
But Zhou Bingyi was always aware of the frequent communication between the two.
When Zhou Zhigang heard that his baby cabbage might have been eaten by pigs, his face immediately dropped. It was as black as carbon.
"Bah...who would peek at your letter? Zhou Rong, do you think no one knows what you do?" Zhou Bingkun said.
"That's enough." Zhou Zhigang slammed the kang table angrily, and then said: "Zhou Bingkun, are you still finished? Zhou Rong is your sister, how can you talk to her?"
Zhou Bingkun's "younger brother" position in the family is really miserable. Zhou Zhigang was angry with Zhou Rong and was reluctant to get angry with his daughter, so he caught Zhou Bingkun to vent his anger. It was confirmed that Zhou Bingkun was the scapegoat of the entire old Zhou family.
After venting his anger towards Zhou Bingkun, Zhou Zhigang calmed down a little, then looked at Zhou Rong and asked: "Rong'er, can you explain what Bingkun said about your old partner of the five black poets?"
"Dad, don't listen to Bingkun's nonsense. He was wrongly accused. He is not a rightist."
Let me first explain her identity. She is two years older than Zhou Bingkun, and Zhou Rong is nineteen. She has reached the age to talk about marriage, and it is not unacceptable to talk about a partner.
Zhou Zhigang asked anxiously: "We will discuss the issue of identity later. Zhou Rong, are you going to the countryside just to find this man?"
Zhou Zhigang is already considered a very open-minded person and does not completely deny a person because of his identity.
"Yes, I am going to the countryside just to find him. I want to marry him."
Even though he couldn't deny it, Zhou Rong admitted it and went straight to a showdown.
"Are you going to marry someone you've never met?" Zhou Zhigang's voice began to tremble with anger.
"Who says I haven't met him? I have. Before he was sent to the countryside, he was a famous poet in Beijing. We met in Beijing." Zhou Rong said with pride. This was because Feng Huacheng's
No matter how proud you are of being a poet.
Among the people Zhou Bingkun has come into contact with throughout his life, the most artistic young woman is Zhou Rong.
The lethality of poets to the literary young women of this era is no less than the lethality of celebrities to their fans in the future.
So Zhou Rong fell in love with the poems written by Feng Huacheng, appreciated Feng Huacheng's talent, and finally fell in love with Feng Huacheng.
"When did this happen?" Zhou Zhigang asked with a frown.
"When else could it be? In the past two years, everyone else went to Beijing to be received by great men, but she was the only one who went to see the old poet."
Zhou Bingkun replied casually, hoping to add fuel to the fire so that Zhou Zhi could just deal with Zhou Rong.
Zhou Zhigang pointed outside and roared: "Zhou Bingkun, get out of here."
"Get out, get out."
Zhou Bingkun returned to his room, dressed neatly, put on a large cotton-padded jacket, gloves, a scarf, and a Lei Feng hat.
This kind of hat is similar to the ones issued to soldiers in the army, except that there is a five-pointed star missing. It wraps himself tightly, and Zhou Bingkun goes out.
Although the Spring Festival has passed, for the Northeast, almost half the year from November to March and April of the next year can be considered winter.
The weather of 20 to 30 degrees below zero can only be said to be normal.
When I went out, I looked up and looked far away. Except for the ground, everything else was completely white.
When I came to the Northeast, it was so convenient to watch the snow and skate.
"System, sign in."
"Congratulations to the host for getting: fifty cents in cash and two pounds of rice!"
The first sign in the new world is really average, and 50 cents in cash is the system's lowest minimum cash subsistence allowance.
Although rice is a good thing, Zhou Bingkun is not in a position to cook, so he can only save it for now.
Name: Zhou Bingkun
Age: seventeen years old
Strength:19
Constitution: 9
Speed:11
Spirit:21
(The average attribute of an adult male is 10)
Talents: God rewards hard work, good ears and eyesight, strong ability to bear the burden, animal friends, wonderful skills to rejuvenate
/10000, Advanced Tai Chi 6236/10000, Advanced Baguazhang 1358/10000, Advanced Chinese Medicine 4261/10000, Advanced Western Medicine 7268/10000, Advanced Calligraphy 7821/10000, Advanced Carpentry 4984/10000, Intermediate Mining 583/1000, Intermediate Programming 621/
1000
Zhou Bingkun's current data panel looks much more comfortable. In the previous world, the biggest improvement was in Xingyiquan and Western medicine.
If Xingyi Quan has been promoted to the master level, it should be enough to be called a martial arts master even during the Republic of China period when martial arts flourished.
Zhou Bingkun has studied medicine for more than ten years and worked in a hospital for more than ten years. Western medicine has only been advanced to an advanced level.
I haven't been promoted to a master yet. I can only say that medicine is too complicated. Zhou Bingkun is only proficient in cardiology and is not involved in other departments.
Being able to gain so much experience is all due to God's talent and hard work, gained bit by bit.
Now Zhou Bingkun's level of Western medicine and extracardiac surgery should be among the best in the country, and he should be at the level of a provincial top three chief physician in other departments.
Of course, Zhou Bingkun's level is compared with the level of doctors in the early 21st century.
In this era, due to the lack of various modern medical equipment and drugs, it is impossible to fully display the level.
After connecting the streets with the light calligraphy tablets and getting familiar with them, Zhou Bingkun returned to his old Zhou's house.
It was impossible not to go back. The cornmeal buns in the morning were not tasty and he didn't eat much. Zhou Bingkun was already hungry.
This body is still at the stage where it is half a grown-up and can eat me to death.
The one who eats the most and gets hungry the fastest. The breadwinner of the old Zhou family is Zhou Bingkun.
"Bingkun, you are back. Here are these photos for you. Dad developed five of them, one for each of our family members."
As soon as he returned to the house, Zhou Bingyi took out a photo and handed it to Zhou Bingkun.
This was when Zhou Zhigang knew that he was going to the Third Front, southwest Chongqing to support construction, and his children were also going to the mountains and countryside, so Zhou Zhigang took his family to take care of them.
If things develop according to the original trajectory, this will be the last photo of the five members of the old Zhou family.
After Zhou Bingkun put the photos away, he asked, "How did dad handle Zhou Rong's matter?"
Zhou Bingyi glanced at Zhou Bingkun with a strange look and said, "What else can I do? Dad doesn't agree with Zhou Rong looking for that Feng Huacheng. It's better for you to go to the countryside."
Feng Huacheng is now sent to the countryside and is more than ten years older than Zhou Rong.
A slightly normal parent would never allow his daughter to jump into this fire pit.
Zhou Bingkun asked, of course not to know whether Zhou Zhigang agreed or disagreed: "That's it, you didn't shave her?" The main thing he wanted to know was whether Zhou Rong had been punished in any way.
"No, Dad is not a person who likes to spank children."
"Brother, are you sorry for saying this? Dad has never beaten you, but I have been beaten every day."
Zhou Bingkun is a timid person, even though he is a little naughty like boys, he has never done anything big wrong.
I often get beaten. I can only say that as a child, not studying well is the biggest original sin.
Especially in the family, there is a brother who is good at studying and a sister who is good at studying. Comparing them.
In contrast, Zhou Bingkun becomes more and more hopeless and loses his temper. It is not a problem of species, it can only be Zhou Bingkun's personal lack of effort.
So it can be said that Zhou Bingkun has been living in dire straits these years.
In this era, whether it is a man from Shandong or a man from Northeast China, there is no one who does not beat his children for fun.
After trying it this time, Zhou Bingkun gave up all hope that Zhou Zhigang would deal with Zhou Rong.
In Lao Zhou's family, the child who studies well is privileged. No matter what mistakes he makes, he can be forgiven and will not be beaten.
This may be the respect that Zhou Zhigang, a construction worker with little education, has for knowledge.
Li Suhua cooked the meal and shouted: "It's time to eat."
Zhou Bingyi and Zhou Bingkun came to Zhou Zhigang and Li Suhua's room, took off their shoes and got on the kang to prepare for dinner. The room was still warm. Not only did it have a kang, but there was also a stove.
There were actually only two rooms in Lao Zhou's house. Zhou Zhigang and Li Suhua's room with a kang was a large room with an area of more than 20 square meters.
The outhouse of Lao Zhou's house and the back room where Zhou Bingyi and Zhou Bingkun slept were the same room, but there was a wall in the middle to separate them. Together they were about the same size as the old couple's room, more than 20 square meters.
"Where's Zhou Rong?" Li Suhua asked when he saw that only Zhou Bingyi and Zhou Bingkun came to eat.
"You went out and didn't come back?" Zhou Bingyi replied.
Zhou Rong was questioned by Zhou Zhigang and felt that she had been wronged, so she ran out.
After Zhou Zhigang sat down, he said, "Then we won't wait for her and let's eat."
Not waiting for Zhou Rong to come back for dinner showed that Zhou Zhigang was still angry with Zhou Rong and finally did not agree with Zhou Rong to do whatever he wanted.
But there is no need to worry that Zhou Rong will have nothing to eat, not to mention that a sensible child like Zhou Rong will have pocket money.
Everyone in the old Zhou family knows that Zhou Rong has a licking dog, the son of a provincial leader, so there is no need to worry that Zhou Rong will not be able to eat a meal.
The lunch meal was quite a bit better. It included rice made of rice and millet, sauerkraut vermicelli made of meat oil, sauerkraut dumplings, and a small bowl of egg and soybean paste. This living standard was in line with Zhou Zhigang’s eighth-level job.
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Pickled cabbage is still difficult to make and not delicious. It tastes better when paired with meat and oil.
Zhou Bingkun, who was not full in the morning, immediately finished three large bowls of rice and was about to finish the rice.
"Where's Bingkun, don't eat any more. Leave some for your sister in case she comes back soon and hasn't eaten yet. If you're not full, mom will heat up two multi-grain steamed buns for you."
Li Suhua, a mother, also misses Zhou Rong who has not come back.
"Forget it, I'm almost full, so I won't eat any steamed buns."
Zhou Bingkun put down the bowl and got off the kang. He planned to go back to the house, lie down on the bed and take a nap while making plans for his next step.