Sweet 80s

Lin Xiangdong gave a brief account of the environment, salary and work content of his new workplace.

It is obvious that they are all better than the transportation companies in all aspects.

The only thing not mentioned was the relationship with the company leader Lin Xiangjun.

At first, the Liang family became happier and happier as they listened, but the better the conditions became, the more uncertain they became.

After all, Liang Fengshou is different now than he was in the past.

It is also worth noting that if a person with a disability can still find a better job than when he was healthy, it is also worth noting.

Liang Xiaozao asked in a roundabout way about the doubts in her heart.

Since that company is better than the current transportation company, why doesn’t Lin Xiangdong go there himself?

Lin Xiangdong didn't want to reveal this special relationship yet, and just vaguely responded that there was no suitable position for him as an excuse.

"Auntie Liang, please work harder these days and ask the village to hurry up and get Fengshou a disability certificate. This document is required before he can start work."

"Oh, okay, I'll go find the village chief in a moment."

"besides."

Lin Xiangdong turned around and said to Liang Fengshou.

"Fengshou, we can't live in that dormitory anymore. The Dragon Boat Festival is coming in a few days. I'll pick you up during the holiday and pack your things. Your sister-in-law has found you another house next to Huacheng, which is convenient for commuting to get off work."

After expressing their gratitude, Liang's mother and Liang Xiaozao sent Lin Xiangdong out the door, and Liang's mother quickly went to the village brigade.

"It can't be done." The village chief was planing wood in the yard of the village brigade with a Hongmei brand cigarette in his mouth.

"Can't do it? Why? My son has lost his legs, can't I prove that he is disabled?"

The news brought by Lin Xiangdong gave great encouragement to the Liang family and once again stimulated Liang's mother's inner motivation and fighting spirit.

One can also hear from the tone of her voice that she is in a more positive mental state.

"It's not that. The village doesn't have the authority to issue disability certificates. You have to go to the county disabled persons' federation to apply for one."

Liang's mother walked over excitedly, pulled the cigarette butt out of the village chief's mouth and threw it on the ground.

"No matter where I go, you have to give me the paperwork to prove Fengshou's current situation. Whether I go to the county or the city, this is the business of you village cadres. You have to hurry up and get it done for me!"

Faced with the powerful Liang's mother, the village chief was helpless.

"Okay, okay, bring Fengshou's ID card, household registration booklet, photo, and relevant medical records from the hospital. I'll go to the county next Monday."

"No, I have to go tomorrow. The Dragon Boat Festival holiday is in two days, and I don't know how long it will take to get it done. It will be troublesome if it delays my important event..."

The village chief was not angry. He understood Liang's mother's temper and said jokingly, "Why are you so anxious? Is your Fengshou family going to have a wedding?"

"Don't worry, that day will come. If you are in a hurry to give a gift, you can give me the money now and come directly to the feast when the time comes. Hahaha..."

Liang's mother married into the family, and the two had known each other for decades.

Ever since Liang Fengshou got into trouble, he rarely saw a smile on Liang's mother's face.

Now seeing Liang's mother's happy expression, the village chief was happy for her from the bottom of his heart and laughed too.

He put down the plane in his hand and wiped the sawdust on his body twice: "Okay, I'll go get the materials now, you go home and prepare the things."

As the Dragon Boat Festival approaches, the stalls on both sides of the street are already filled with a Dragon Boat Festival atmosphere.

Zongzi leaves, glutinous rice, candied dates, red bean paste, string, red eggs, calamus, etc., pre-dried and bundled moxa leaves, jars of dogwood wine, sachets, colorful ropes and other accessories can be seen everywhere.

There are also cafeteria aunties wearing white coats and white hats who make and cook rice dumplings on the spot. Most people prefer rice dumplings that are hand-cooked on the spot and can be eaten directly.

After all, it's just a custom. We can't eat much of zongzi. Although making it by ourselves is full of ritual, it is really too troublesome.

There are a lot of mugwort growing on the mountain behind Wang Shuping's house.

There has been plenty of rain this year, and wild mugwort has grown like mushrooms after the rain. From a distance, the one-meter-high mugwort leaves seem to have no end.

The summer in Northeast China is very short, and the real hot time only lasts for a dozen days.

Therefore, the dry weather in the north results in fewer mosquitoes than in the Central Plains.

The smoke emitted by dried mugwort when burned can effectively repel mosquitoes, including mosquitoes, centipedes, etc.

As summer approaches, mosquitoes increase in number, and neighbors around us habitually burn wormwood to repel them.

Wang Shuping did not like the special smell of mugwort, so she had not yet prepared the mugwort for the Dragon Boat Festival.

As the Dragon Boat Festival was approaching, at a command, Dabao led Erbao and some of their friends to pull a lot of mugwort from the back mountain.

Spread the mugwort flat on the ground and on the chicken and rabbit cages and wait for it to dry for later use.

On the other hand, the carefree Zhou Zheng found that his wife Wu Aimin was not very concerned about the Dragon Boat Festival in recent days.

Sometimes she seems absent-minded when speaking, and when asked, she always gives vague answers.

Especially, I suddenly lost interest in food and did not start preparing it in advance.

Wu Aimin is a food enthusiast.

Both of them have good jobs, so their salaries are naturally higher than most working-class people, so they only choose food that suits their taste.

On ordinary days, I eat chicken for one meal every three days and pork ribs for one meal every five days.

There were not enough food coupons, so even if we went to the market or the countryside, we still had to buy meat to eat.

Not to mention the various festivals.

It is common for Zhou Zheng's family to gain three pounds during the holidays.

Whether it is the sweet and delicious candied date rice dumplings, the eight-treasure rice dumplings with rich fillings, or the red bean paste rice dumplings with a delicate texture.

Wu Aimin had no intention of buying rice dumplings leaves to wrap herself, nor did she buy ready-made ones to eat.

At first, Zhou Zheng thought that the hot weather made him lose his appetite, but gradually he found that the situation was getting worse.

Not only did Wu Aimin lose consciousness from time to time, she even had to go out for several nights in a row.

In theory, it was a walk to help digestion, but Zhou Zheng didn't think so.

The two have been married for more than ten years, and he is familiar with Wu Aimin's habits.

After eating too much greasy and fatty food, I could only lie in bed and rest, not to mention the makeshift meals these days.

So, after cleaning up the table, Wu Aimin went downstairs for a walk again.

Zhou Zheng pretended not to care, sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed and reading a newspaper, but he was actually following her secretly.

Along the way, Wu Aimin's purpose seemed to be very clear. He quickened his pace from time to time and did not act as leisurely as if he was taking a stroll.

As fewer and fewer people are on the road, the bustling streets gradually turn into remote alleys where few people travel.

Zhou Zheng, who was following behind, became more and more curious about the other party's purpose, until he saw Wu Aimin's hurried footsteps stop under a dim yellow street light.

That action probably means he's waiting for someone.

Unspeakable actions, specially chosen times, desolate and remote locations...

A series of logical relationships that do not conform to common sense are pushing the truth to only one answer.

That is a secret meeting between a man and a woman.

It is also an immoral act that violates ethics, tramples on morality, and violates the obligation of marital fidelity.

Thinking of this, Zhou Zheng suddenly felt sweat oozing from anger on his forehead and palms.

He clenched his fists and was about to rush up to question Wu Aimin, when suddenly, an idea flashed through his mind.

If it is really as I guessed.

Wu Aimin is the party at fault in the marriage.

So, the long-awaited marriage can finally be concluded legitimately.

Not only will the Wu family be unable to make a single statement in defense, but Wu Aimin will also be kicked out of the house.

Then you can...

Thinking of this, the abacus beads in Zhou Zheng's mind fell all over the place.

What's more, he has begun to imagine a wonderful new life.

Just as he was grinning with his snow-white teeth bared, almost laughing out loud, a man walked out from a dark alley.

The man only took a few steps, and in the pitch-black environment behind him, Zhou Zheng couldn't see his face clearly.

The man just waved his arm at Wu Aimin who had been waiting for a long time, and Wu Aimin walked over obediently.

The two of them whispered a few words, then disappeared into the night along the dark alley.