Back to the golden age

Song Yuanchao has the money, although it is not much, it is enough to spend a few months, the Zhang family has helped him so much, Zhang Jianguo's money must not be taken by himself.

It's not a question of whether you owe favors or not. Although Aunt Sun Xia is not a bad person, she is not educated and has low vision. She attaches great importance to things like money. If she knows that Zhang Jianguo secretly gave Song Yuanchao so much money, she will definitely make trouble.

This is also something that can’t be helped. In this era, everyone is living a tight life, even in a big city like Shanghai. Song Yuanchao doesn’t want to cause conflicts between Zhang Jianguo and his wife because of this, not to mention that this happened in a previous life. of.

Song Yuanchao's resolute refusal made Zhang Jianguo feel a little helpless. After thinking about it, Zhang Jianguo could only take out more than a dozen Da Tuanhe from the envelope, leaving some food coupons and other receipts.

"Uncle knows that when you grow up, a man has ambition and wants to rely on himself, which is a good thing." Zhang Jianguo said seriously: "Since you are not short of money now, uncle won't say much, these uncles will help you take care of it first. If you don’t have enough money, even if you tell your uncle that I can’t get it out if I have too much, it’s okay for emergency rescue. But you just came back, and you haven’t got anything in your household registration, so you should collect these food stamps first, after all, you still need them to live. "

This time, Song Yuanchao didn't refuse any more, he readily put away the receipt Zhang Jianguo handed over.As Zhang Jianguo said, he had just returned to Shanghai, and he only had ten catties of national food stamps that he managed to get in the northwest. These ten catties of national food stamps would not last a few days in Shanghai. What he needs most.

"Mommy told me that I will find a job for you after your household registration is confirmed." Seeing Song Yuanchao put away those bills, Zhang Jianguo relaxed and said with a smile: "I will go running around these few days and ask Ask where you can enter, don't worry, anyway, it will take some time to get the account."

"Thank you, Uncle, but..." Since Zhang Jianguo mentioned this matter, Song Yuanchao thought about it and told him clearly: "Uncle, I don't need to run away for the time being, I have other plans."

"Plan? What plan?" Zhang Jianguo asked in surprise.

"I'm going to visit my dad's unit tomorrow."

"Why are you going there? You don't want to make trouble with them, do you?" Zhang Jianguo immediately thought of Song Guangzeng's matter. If you go to school, you will cause trouble. Although the atmosphere is not as tense as it was a few years ago, it is still very serious. Song Yuanchao is young and vigorous, and if there is a big trouble, it will not be worth the loss.

Just as Zhang Jianguo was about to persuade him, Song Yuanchao shook his head and revealed his plan.

"Don't worry, Uncle, I won't cause trouble." Seeing that Zhang Jianguo had finished smoking, Song Yuanchao quickly took another delivery to him, and took the initiative to light a match for Zhang Jianguo.

"Everyone knows about my dad. Now that the national policy has changed, there must be an explanation for the grievances my dad suffered back then. If it is not enough to rectify my dad's name, there must be implementation of the policy, right?"

Song Yuanchao looked aside, staying at the photo on the dressing table: "My dad has worked hard in school for so many years, and he has always worked hard. Even if he doesn't say that the world is full of peaches and plums, he has also taught many outstanding students. Students. As a school, there must always be a result for my dad's affairs, and I can't let my dad still wear the hat of a stinky old nine over there."

After a pause, Song Yuanchao said again: "According to the new policy just issued by the country, my father's implementation of the policy is in line with the regulations, and before my parents passed away, I responded to the call of the country and stayed in the Northwest for so many years. My unit should also arrange work for me out of reason, from this point of view, it is reasonable to be a substitute for my children."

"That makes sense." Zhang Jianguo nodded after listening to Song Yuanchao's explanation, but he was a little worried and asked: "But Yuanchao, this replacement was given to the children when the old man was around, but your father has passed away for so many years. Now, the school is not an ordinary enterprise, can they agree?"

"Give it a try. Even if I don't agree to replace him, it's okay to implement the policy for my dad, right? There's no harm in trying. What if it works? Besides, it will take some time before the hukou is issued. If it doesn't work Uncle, if you help to contact other jobs, there is still time."

Zhang Jianguo thought for a while and felt that Song Yuanchao's words made sense, and it would be good if this could be done.

After all, Song Guangzeng was still a teacher at the school before his death. His problem is a historical legacy caused by special times.

Secondly, if Song Yuanchao can replace Song Guangzeng to work in the school, even if he is an ordinary teacher, it will be very good. This is a serious job.

There are too many educated youth returning to the city now, and it is too difficult to find a job.Even if Zhang Jianguo was looking for someone to rely on, Zhang Jianguo was not too sure. At most, he could only find a temporary job for Song Yuanchao. As for the regular worker, Zhang Jianguo didn't have the ability at all, otherwise Sun Xia wouldn't work in the street factory.

"Yanchao, you have grown up, and you all say that going to the mountains and going to the countryside to train people is not wrong at all. Now you think about things more comprehensively than me, good! Very good!"

Looking at Song Yuanchao, Zhang Jianguo's face was full of relief, but his heart felt faint pain for Song Yuanchao.

The child left home at the age of 16 and went to the countryside thousands of miles away alone for eight years.

Right now, his parents are gone, his relatives are even more unreliable, and he will have to live on his own in the future. When Zhang Jianguo came, he was worried that Song Yuanchao would become decadent and lose his faith in life.

But now, his worries are gone. Song Yuanchao in front of him is far stronger than he imagined, and the reason and consideration shown by Song Yuanchao reassure him.

"Uncle, I saw Xiao Pingping when I came back today, and I haven't congratulated you on having a daughter yet. By the way, how is Xiao Haozi now? Is he in the second grade now?"

"That's right, the second grade, and it will be the third grade in a few months." Hearing Song Yuanchao mention his son Zhang Hao, Zhang Jianguo just smiled: "You haven't seen this brat, right? The year you left He doesn’t know how to call people yet, but now he’s very skinny, he’s outside for three days and gets into trouble, and even fights with his classmates, the school teacher has to call his parents every week.”

"What about your academic performance? How is it?" Song Yuanchao asked with a smile.

Zhang Jianguo sighed and shook his head and said, "It can only be said that the sixty years old. This boy is smart, but he just refuses to work hard, playful, and always in trouble. change."

"It's all right, boys are like this, is there any boy who doesn't have skin? Wasn't I also a skin king when I was young?" Song Yuanchao comforted Zhang Jianguo with a smile.

Zhang Jianguo laughed out loud when he heard Song Yuanchao say that, pointing at him and nodding repeatedly: "Yes, yes, you brat was skinnier when you were young. I remember when you were in the fourth grade and broke the glass of No. 9 house with a slingshot. Come to file a complaint, your father beat you up in anger, the whole alley was filled with the sound of your howling, and it was my mother who came forward to save you kid."

"Still talking!" Song Yuanchao gave Zhang Jianguo an angry look: "If you want to say that the culprit in this matter is Uncle, how about you? You made the slingshot, and you instigated the glass shooting. It's fine if you don't help after the accident. , still watching the excitement from the sidelines, watching my dad beat me up and not come to save my life, when I think about it, I get so angry..."

"Hahaha!" Zhang Jian patted his thigh and laughed happily, leaning forward and back laughing until tears came out, pointing at Song Yuanchao and shaking his head again and again, Song Yuanchao was also smiling at this time, amidst the cheerful laughter, it seemed to be returning at the same time. It was that time.

That night, Zhang Jianguo and Song Yuanchao chatted for a long time, talking about many past events, until it was getting late, Zhang Jianguo picked up his lunch box and got up to leave.

After sending Zhang Jianguo out, Song Yuanchao went back upstairs. It was already past nine o'clock in the evening.

People basically don’t have any nightlife in this era. After 08:30, everyone goes to bed early, and the defense team outside ten o’clock will start patrolling regularly. The elements were caught and taken to the police station.

Lying on the bed, the voice of "the sky is dry and the things are dry, be careful of the candles" can be heard faintly in my ears, accompanied by the sound of the old man ringing the bell.

The sound went from far to near, and then from near to far. Before he knew it, Song Yuanchao gradually fell asleep. On the first night back to Shanghai, and also the first night he returned to this era, Song Yuanchao slept very sweetly.