Siheyuan: First-class Merit at the Start

About a cup of tea later, Lou Bancheng came back with a gloomy face.

At the same time, there is a faint smell on the body.

The reason why Lou Bancheng came back with a gloomy face was mainly because he was disgusted by his own bad reputation.

"Comrade Xiao Li, I remember Lao Yang said that you are married, right?"

"Well, that's true."

With the attitude of not taking the initiative, not refusing, and taking appropriate responsibility, Li Polu directly and openly admitted Lou Bancheng's problem.

"Xiao Li, this is a disciplinary issue."

Li Polu did not answer Lou Bancheng's question, but asked, "Uncle, what are your plans for the Lou family in the future?"

Lou Bancheng was a little confused. Why did this guy change the subject in the middle of a conversation? Did he not want to take responsibility?

But out of gratitude for the laxative that Li Polu had just handed him, he still said honestly: "What else can I do? The country has finally settled down. Naturally, I strongly support all the country's policies."

Li Polu said with a strange look on his face: "What if the country wants you to hand over all your shares in the steel mill and move away from here? What if the country gives you a piece of land and lets you go to the countryside to farm and earn work points?"

Lou Bancheng said in disbelief: "How is it possible? Our Lou family has donated the factory for free. We only have a few shares left to maintain our family's basic living."

"Is there anyone in your family who participates in the labor?" Li Bolu interrupted Lou Bancheng and asked directly.

Without waiting for Lou Bancheng to speak, Li Polu continued, "Uncle, you may still not understand the current situation. This country is a country of farmers and workers. Are there any farmers or workers in your family?

Besides, it seems that none of your distant relatives are farmers or workers."

After hearing what Li Polu said, Lou Bancheng's face turned pale and he slumped down in the chair weakly.

Li Polu's words were like a wake-up call, shattering all his hopeful thoughts.

It’s not that he can’t think of these things, it’s just that he deliberately doesn’t think about them.

Doesn't Lou Bancheng know the current social situation? No.

If he hadn't seen the current situation clearly, his family wouldn't have had so many poor relatives out of nowhere.

If he had failed to see the current situation clearly, he would not have taken the lead in donating his family's factory free of charge during the industrial reform in the mid-1950s.

More than that, he just didn't want to believe in his heart that the future would develop to that point.

It is hard to leave one's hometown, and it is hard to move to one's hometown. What is hard to leave is the attachment to one's hometown, and what is hard to move to is the affection with neighbors and relatives that cannot be broken or separated and grows stronger with time.

For Lou Bancheng, Sijiucheng is where several generations of his Lou family grew up and lived. Every bit of this place is his memory of family affection.

Lou Bancheng wanted to struggle again: "Hey, Chief Li, is the current situation really that serious?"

Unconsciously, Lou Bancheng's way of addressing Li Polu had changed from "Xiao Li" to a title that reflected his rank.

This was also a psychological change on his part, but he was so nervous and expectant that he didn't even realize this problem.

At this time, Li Bolu was standing by the window with his hands behind his back, his back to Lou Bancheng.

Li Polu was about to turn around and say something when he heard the sound of leaves shaking from the house. It looked like it was going to rain.

Li Polu stopped thinking about turning around and just quietly looked at everything outside the window.

After a while, he slowly said, "Do you hear the leaves shaking outside? The wind is about to pick up. Do you think the rain is far away?"

As soon as Li Polu finished speaking, the sound of wind whistling was heard outside the window.

Li Polu resisted the urge to turn around and look at Lou Bancheng's expression. He stood with his hands behind his back, facing the window, motionless.

Lou Bancheng thought of many things at once. Aren't the big-character posters all over the streets a sign of things to come?

And isn’t his Lou family just the withered yellow leaves rustling on the tree outside?

Just as I thought of this, a strong wind started outside the house. The withered yellow leaves on the trees fluttered in the wind like rootless duckweed.

At this time, Lou Bancheng looked at Li Polu's back as he stood in front of the windowsill, and felt that this figure was unfathomable and terrifying.

Forcing the cup to fill is the most deadly.

Looking at Li Polu's back, Lou Bancheng swallowed his saliva involuntarily, and then said, "Please teach me how to fool me, sir."

Hearing Lou Bancheng's words, Li Bolu couldn't help but think of a sentence: Just stand here and don't move. I'll go buy you an orange.

Shaking his head and discarding these messy thoughts, Li Polu turned around and said, "Uncle Lou, I think you'd better leave here as soon as possible."

Lou Bancheng couldn't help but frown slightly. He wanted to ask Li Polu if there was any way to keep his family in Sijiu City, not to ask him for advice on how to escape.

If he wanted to run, he would have run long ago. Why wait until now?

In the final analysis, it is still the same old saying: It is hard to leave one’s hometown.

Li Polu naturally could not see the changes in Lou Bancheng's facial expression, because at this moment he was still facing the window, pretending to be happy.

"Go to Hong Kong. That's the best place for you right now. And it won't always be like this here.

Believe me, the sad days will always pass.

Believe me, happy days will always come!

My heart always yearns for the future, even though I am often sad now.

Everything now is fleeting, and everything will pass.

And what is in the past will become a fond memory. "

As Lou Bancheng listened to Li Polu's poetry recitation, his forehead was suddenly filled with black lines. The image of Li Polu as a hermit and sage disappeared instantly.

Seeing that Lou Bancheng didn't reply for a long time, Li Polu probably realized that he had been pretending too much.

He coughed twice and turned his head without changing his expression.

"Uncle Lou, you should have noticed that your status is no longer suitable for staying in the current Sijiu City. Instead of being forced to leave, why not take advantage of everything now and strive for a bright future.

You have to believe that this country will not always be in this state.

One day, this country will need you again. Then, you can come back. It will be a good thing, right? "

Lou Bancheng said dejectedly, "But this is the land where I was born and raised. My ancestors have lived here for generations. How can I bear to leave?

You mentioned Hong Kong. Although there are people with the same skin color as us, it has been more than a hundred years. To them, perhaps we are outsiders. "

Then, Lou Bancheng changed the subject and continued, "Besides, what should we do with our ancestors' foundation if we leave here now?"

Li Polu smiled, "What's the point of leaving your homeland? This must be the main concern."