Siheyuan: Enemy spies are captured every time

Nothing happened overnight. When I woke up in the morning, the snow had stopped. Today is Sunday. In those days, there was no weekend off. People worked six days a week and had one day off, which made a total of 48 hours a week.

It is much happier than the 996 work in later generations. Medical care is basically free because the factory has a medical department and a hospital. Housing is allocated by the factory. For example, Hua Chengyu did not ask for the house allocated by the factory, but he still received a subsidy of three yuan per month. His current salary is more than one hundred and twenty yuan per month.

Another thing is education. It only costs a few dollars a semester, which is nothing for a single-income family.

Housing, medical care, and education, the three mountains that later generations called the New Year era weighing on the people, did not exist at all in this era. The only thing was that at this time, material supplies were in short supply, and you couldn't buy anything good even if you had money.

Compared with later generations, the workers of this era are like big brothers, controlling everything in their power. They are not afraid of anyone and can disobey anyone. Therefore, the mental outlook of most people in this era is much better than that of later generations. Although life is hard, it is full of hope. In later generations, most people cannot see hope.......

Second uncle Liu Haizhong is organizing everyone to sweep the snow.

The first snow of 62 ended unknowingly, and Hua Chengyu stood at the door with no intention of helping.

"Chief Hua, come over and help sweep the snow with everyone." Liu Haizhong saw Hua Chengyu's eyes light up. There were not many opportunities to order Hua Chengyu around.

"Second uncle, just stand with your hands behind your back and watch everyone busying themselves." Hua Chengyu looked at Liu Haizhong happily while washing his face.

"It's a division of labor, there has to be someone to organize it! Xu Damao, ask your wife to help sweep the snow!" Seeing Xu Damao slacking off, Liu Haizhong forgave him and scolded him.

"My wife is pregnant and needs to rest!" Xu Damao shouted loudly.

"Xiao'e is pregnant? Whose baby?" Liu Haizhong didn't react. Lou Xiao'e had been married to the courtyard for more than two years, and there had been no news. How could she suddenly get pregnant? The women in the courtyard were just calling out to the hen that couldn't lay eggs behind her back. It was too unexpected and too sudden.

"Liu...Hai...zhong...where is my knife?" Xu Damao threw the broom away in frustration and walked forward to hit Liu Haizhong.

"It was just a joke, Xu Damao, come on, Second Uncle apologizes to you." While saying this, Liu Haizhong said to himself softly: "Guangfu, Guangtian, you guys did the work of Section Chief Hua and Xu Damao's family."

"Why don't you call me brother..." Liu Guangfu muttered softly.

"That's right, that's right." Liu Tianguang also followed up.

"Pa...pa..." Liu Haizhong slapped Liu Guangfu and Liu Guangtian on the head twice: "Can you compare with your eldest brother? Your eldest brother will be an official in the future."

In the Liu family, Liu Haizhong only cares about his eldest son Liu Guangliu. Liu Guangqi is about the same age as Xu Damao. He failed to get into technical secondary school and doesn't want to go to high school. Now he works as a worker in the Red Star Textile Factory. He doesn't come back normally and only comes back once a month. According to Liu Haizhong's boast, Liu Guangqi is in love with the daughter of a leader of the textile factory.

Unfortunately, what Liu Haizhong didn't know was that the other party wanted Liu Guangqi to be a son-in-law. Liu Guangqi didn't dare tell his father, otherwise his father would be so angry that he would die.

Liu Guangfu and Liu Guangtian were like picked up and were beaten and scolded at will.

"Hmph!" Xu Damao went back to the house angrily. He was just bluffing when he fought with Liu Haizhong. He didn't want to die so early.

Many hands make light work. With more than twenty people, the snow was cleared in a short while.

Hua Chengyu pushes out his bicycle and prepares to go out. The end of the year is approaching, and he wishes the winter a happy ending and welcomes the falling snow. To celebrate this full season of cool winter, he invites you to enjoy the snow in the Red Mansion and visit the clean Yan Garden. This is his promise to Fei'er.

"Brother Hua, brother..." Hua Chengyu came to the main courtyard, and Xu Damao ran over in a hurry: "You haven't had breakfast yet, I brought you two buns to eat on the way."

"Thanks, Brother Damao." Hua Chengyu took it and started eating without being polite.

"Section Chief Hua..." Qin Huairu stood beside the pool, wanting to say something but stopping herself.

"Qin Huairu, did that little bastard hook up with you again?" Jia Zhang's voice came from inside the house, and then Jia Zhang rushed out: "Qin Huairu, are you worthy of Dongxu? My poor child..."

Qin Huairu lowered her head with red eyes. Her mother-in-law watched her very closely. No matter who she talked to, her mother-in-law would appear behind her first.

Hua Chengyu glanced at Qin Huairu and he knew what Qin Huairu was going to say.

It's just a first-level worker quota. He had already made the arrangements. He also wanted to see if Qin Huairu would continue to act like a troublemaker after she got the first-level worker quota and her family's financial conditions improved.

If he's making trouble, you can't blame him.

In this era when the average living expenses per person are only 5 yuan, a salary of yuan is more than enough for his family of five. Add to that the yuan from Sha Zhu, and if that is still not enough, then Qin Huairu is really hopeless.

After leaving the courtyard, he rode his bike towards Yanyuan.

Dots of flying petals and pieces of goose feathers are floating in the wind. The clean snow is like flying catkins, falling to the ground as frost, and it seems like flowers are blooming wherever they touch. You can taste the fragrance of Weiming books, which is lightly lingering in the deep mist, and appreciate the elegant ancient rhyme, and the flowing light in the clear and cool environment.

Yanyuan in winter also has its own charm. Pushing the cart, walking with Fei'er on the small path in Yanyuan.

Many students were enjoying the snow scenery in groups of three or five. Hua Chengyu listened carefully and found that they were really having academic discussions.

Unlike later generations, college is like a vacation, where people either play games or fall in love, and only cram before the final exams.

In later generations, I heard that many people failed to graduate from Yuanmingyuan Vocational and Technical College and Wudaokou Vocational and Technical College every year, which was rare in that era.

We all came from that era and cherish our studies even more.

"Snow reflects on the path, smoke accompanies the setting sun, and when dusk falls, quietly walk into this place where whiteness dances with mountains and rivers, cranes sing in the wild, and you gain enlightenment in the room." Hua Chengyu said softly.

"Brother Yu, it's morning now, where does the quiet time of dusk come from?" Fei'er's smile dispelled the winter chill. When she met Hua Chengyu just now, Fei'er didn't dare to recognize him. It was only early winter now, and Hua Chengyu wrapped himself up like a dumpling.

"Metaphor, do you understand metaphor? Brother Yu is really talented!" Hua Chengyu said proudly.

"Gently brushing the white snow, dancing in the crystal winter, I approach the joy of being accompanied by the snow. On the grass, in the silence, the cat is sleeping in the cold winter wind, and the snow is heavy, waking her up from her deep sleep, like a fine mist, like a light feather, fluttering and slowly falling!" Fei'er playfully shook a small tree, like a fine mist, like a light feather, fluttering, and small snowflakes were flying.

Standing in front of the snowflakes, Fei'er's eyes were particularly bright.

"I have been studying at my desk for a while, and when I come back, the ground is covered with silver cups. I play a little on the path, and my clothes are inevitably wet with dew while talking and laughing. The snowballs reflect our bright eyes, and the blooming and falling ice flowers reflect our youthful faces. We enjoy the snow and walk on the ice, and our classmates have deep friendship. We play snowball fights, build snowmen, and enjoy the ice flowers. In the name of ice and snow, we have a heart of ice. We walk all over the snow in Yanyuan and experience the love of the world!" Hua Chengyu also sighed.

At this moment, the two of them were deeply in love and could compose poems at will.

"In the cold rain and wind,"

"How much prosperity is like a dream."

"Once there were thousands of colors,"

"Blown away by the wind."

"Looking back suddenly,

"Love is like smoke and clouds,"

"Time flies by like water,"

"Leaving no trace..." Unconsciously, Hua Chengyu softly sang the song "Flower in the Water" from later generations, a song he had performed in his previous life.

However, he did not have that kind of ethereal voice in his previous life. He might have attracted some attention by changing the rhythm and lengthening the ending.

It’s not that his singing skills are bad, but that he really wasn’t meant to be a singer in his previous life. However, he still became one of the top stars, for no other reason than that he is rich and willful.

In later generations, money can solve 90% of problems, and the other 9% is just not having enough money.

In this life, with a strong body and a heavenly tenor voice, he has tried singing with E5, switching between high, medium and low pitches is very natural, and he can sing in a variety of different ways.

Under this condition,

"...the falling flowers, the falling flowers have fallen,"

"The deep affection of the past has long gone."

"This flowing water passes by slowly and hurriedly,"

"Who can hold it back for a moment?"

"Feeling the falling flowers,"

"There is no place to rest in this world,"

"Let the rain and wind blow, and keep silent,"

"It's as if I... "

"Pa...?" As soon as Hua Chengyu finished singing, there was applause from all around.

Fei Er: "The irreversibility of life experiences, accompanied by sad things and helpless emotions, Brother Yu, your song is very artistic, Fei Er likes it."

Yu Chengyu gently stroked Fei'er's blushing face and put a strand of hair behind her ear: "As long as Fei'er likes it."

"Sophie...Sophie, is this your lover?" a female classmate came forward and asked.

"No, she is my boyfriend, but she will be my lover in the future." Fei'er looked at Hua Chengyu with love in her eyes: "Brother Hua and I grew up together..."

"Wow, so you're the author of the song "My Motherland and I". No wonder you're so talented."

"Yes, they are a perfect match."

"Yes, yes, Xiaohua...Senior, can you give me an autograph?"

"I want it too, I want it too..."

"Students, the snowflakes falling on Yanyuan are a symbol of joy, reunion, and a look back full of affection. Everything in the snow blooms with a different kind of vitality. We step into the deeper winter with a whole year of happiness and joy. In the year of good harvest and auspicious snow, everything is renewed. I also wish you all academic success and to serve the country and the people as soon as possible."

Hua Chengyu saw more and more people gathering around him, so he had no choice but to go to a high place and speak to everyone.

It had been a long time since he had experienced the feeling of giving a concert, and at the invitation of his classmates, he sang several songs from the 1970s in one breath.

I experienced the feeling of giving a concert that year again. Although it was a bit cold, there were no million-dollar sound engineers and no dazzling stage lights, it was really great, much better than the feeling in my previous life.

Finally, Hua Chengyu signed countless names amid everyone's enthusiastic invitation, but he signed very seriously every time and also wrote a Zen blessing, and then repeated it several times before the classmates let him go.

In the cafeteria, he was surrounded by many people.

After all, the song "My Motherland and I" resounded throughout the country, both inside and outside the Great Wall, and made him famous.

"Your classmates are so enthusiastic." Hua Chengyu was a little overwhelmed. If it weren't for Yanyuan, where the students' quality was very high, he was afraid he wouldn't be able to get out if he changed places.

"That's because you didn't return to Wudaokou. You are still very famous in your school!" Fei'er said with deep affection on her face.

"Then I can't go back." Hua Chengyu said fearfully: "The school asked me to go back to participate in the New Year's Day performance, but I didn't agree."

Yes, Wudaokou Vocational and Technical College called him and asked him to go back on New Year's Day to participate in the performance and set a role model for his younger classmates. It was not that he didn't want to go.

Those days were the busiest time in the factory and he really couldn't spare the time.

"Brother Yu, why don't you come to our school..."

"Comrade Hua Chengyu, Comrade Hua Chengyu, your unit is looking for you. When you hear the announcement, please go to the school gate immediately. Someone is looking for you."

"Comrade Hua Chengyu, Comrade Hua Chengyu, your unit is looking for you..." the broadcast was repeated three times in a row.