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Chapter 212 Orphans
After seeing off all the guests who came to worship, Meng Donglai returned to the tombstone and knelt down.

"Although I don't have any memories about you, but since I'm destined to borrow your children's name, I will burn paper for you every year from now on."

After traveling to the world of "Love in a Courtyard", Meng Donglai found himself in the hospital at that time.

He originally thought he was a doctor, but then the crowds of people who came to visit made him realize that he was actually an unemployed young man.

Meng Donglai's parents in this world are both police officers. Meng Donglai has just graduated from high school. His parents originally planned to use their relationship to arrange him into the police system, but this has not been done yet and he died on duty.

The original Meng Donglai fainted from the excitement after hearing the news, and then his body was taken over by the real Meng Donglai, and he spent the next few days arranging his parents' funeral affairs.

In this life, his parents came to Beijing after fleeing from disaster. Because of the combination of sympathy and sympathy, after the death of his parents, Meng Donglai lost even a relative, and became an orphan without any worries.

Leaving the cemetery and returning home, I met Yan Bugui, the third grandfather who was coming home from get off work at the gate.

"Xiao Meng is back, are you done?"

"It's over, third master."

Meng Donglai's family lived in this courtyard, occupying two rooms in the south room in the front yard, and were neighbors of Yan Bugui.

"What about your work? Did the Public Security Bureau arrange it?" Yan Bugui asked.

If it is in a rolling mill, children will usually be allowed to take over in this situation. He wonders if the same is true for the public security system.

"Uncle Li has already told me to let me take a few days off and go straight to work, but I haven't thought about it yet." Meng Dong said back and forth.

It is more beneficial to get along with these people day and night to give high evaluation to Task [-] and Task [-], so Meng Donglai plans to find a way to work in the rolling mill.

"Are you worried about seeing things and thinking about others?" Yan Bugui added in his own mind, "Hey, my condolences."

"Thank you, Third Master, I'll go home and have a rest." Meng Donglai responded, opened the door of his room and walked in.

I have been sleeping here for the past few nights, and I am already familiar with it.

The layout of the room is very simple. One room is where the parents live, the other room is divided into two rooms, a small room is used for Meng Donglai, and the other small room is used as a comprehensive space such as the living room, kitchen, and dining room.

There is a lot of smoke when cooking in the house, and I usually go outside to the yard to cook, so dividing the space is enough.

Meng Donglai lit a stick of incense on the posthumous photos on the table next to the wall in front of the living room, and then went to the room where his parents lived to start tidying up.

This house is nearly [-] square meters in size, and it is more comfortable to live in than my small room of [-] square meters.

After working for a long time, it was already dark when I finished cleaning up.

"Xiao Meng, are you home?"

A cheery voice came from outside the door.

"Brother Zhu, I'm here." Meng Dong said back and forth, then walked out.

He Yuzhu stood outside the door with two lunch boxes in his hand.

"Xiao Meng, haven't you finished your meal yet? My brother will accompany you to eat."

"Thank you, Brother Zhu." Let him in, turn on the light in the living room, the two of them opened the lunch box, and He Yuzhu took out another bottle of wine from the padded jacket.

"It's really cold today, let's have a drink to warm our bodies together." He Yuzhu took out two small bowls and filled them with wine: "Brother, I can't talk, so I just drink it in this wine." gone."

Meng Donglai knew what he meant by getting himself drunk and then being able to ease the grief of losing his parents.

Essentially speaking, although He Yuzhu is talkative, clumsy, and stupid, his nature is not bad.

According to what He Yuzhu said before, his parents helped the people in the compound a lot, but after their parents passed away, very few people came to help.

There are even fewer who can see the sky to comfort him, and He Yuzhu is one of them.

"I understand Brother Zhu's intentions, brother, I am also in this wine." Meng Donglai picked up the wine bowl to touch him, and drank it in one gulp.

Although this kind of pure grain wine is not as fragrant as those blended wines of later generations, it still has a special flavor.

"Oh, slow down, hurry up, hurry up, eat a few mouthfuls of food quickly." He Yuzhu didn't expect him to drink heavily, so he quickly pushed the lunch box towards him.

Meng Donglai picked up a piece of braised pork and ate it, it tasted really good.

Apart from other things, He Yuzhu's culinary talent is indeed a monster. In this era of such a shortage of supplies, he can be proficient in Tanjia cuisine, Sichuan cuisine, and Cantonese cuisine at the same time, just like a fake.

"Brother Zhu's skills are amazing, I really want to learn from you." Meng Donglai complimented.

"What's the matter? If you want to learn, I will teach you. With this skill, at least you won't be hungry. It's a good thing."

The two drank and chatted, and after a while they drank a bottle of wine.

Meng Donglai got up and took out another bottle of wine from the cabinet in the back room. The two continued to fight. When the second bottle of wine was half drunk, a female voice came from outside the door: "Silly Zhu, silly Zhu.".

"Hi, here we come."

He Yuzhu got up and went out, Meng Donglai could hear the two talking in the room.

"Didn't you bring your lunch box today?"

"I did, but I drank some wine with Xiaomeng." He Yuzhu replied.

"Is there any left?"

"I haven't finished the wine yet."

"Okay, I've been busy for several days, so don't delay too late. You need a good rest at this time."

"Understood, my good sister."

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When He Yuzhu came in again, Meng Donglai had already put away the food and wine on the table.

"What's the matter?"

"I thought you went back, so why don't you let me go?" Meng Donglai said, but his hands did not move.

"Forget it, I guess you are tired too, go to rest early." He Yuzhu felt that Meng Donglai's interest had been swept away, so he went down the donkey.

"That's fine." Meng Donglai covered the two lunch boxes, put them in a net pocket together with half a bottle of wine, and handed them to He Yuzhu: "Thank you brother Zhu for accompanying me tonight, and I will buy you a drink next time."

"That's a good relationship." He Yuzhu took the net bag: "Go to rest early."

"do not worry."

After closing the door, Meng Donglai went back to the bedroom and lay down, thinking about what he had seen and heard in this world in the past few days.

Meng Donglai felt very fresh about the life of ordinary citizens in this era of scarcity of supplies. Before that, the world of "Youth" was similar to this era, but at that time he was living in the army, and he basically didn't lack food and clothing. After leaving the army, he started a business directly, and soon If you become a rich man, you will naturally not worry about eating and drinking.

It's different in this world. Everyone he comes into contact with gives Meng Donglai a feeling of "squeaking". This is not derogatory, but because everyone is too poor.

Just like just now, the wealthy He Yuzhu was able to naturally take over the leftovers from his own treats, not to mention other people's lives.

I watched TV dramas before and felt that the people in this yard were selfish and disgusting, but after contacting reality, I found that these people are all flesh and blood, and there are reasons for their character development.

"But evil is evil, and good is good. There are so many miserable people in this world, do they all go to deceive others to benefit themselves?"

Meng Donglai muttered something, and roughly determined the future course of action.

First of all, we should not overthrow the country.

Secondly, politics and public security are excluded, because it is too easy to be harmonized.

In the end, we cannot take the entrepreneurial route because we are divorced from the "immediate" requirements.

Then there are only workers, scholars and artists left.

It is now 65 years, and next year will be the first year of the decade, so there is only one option left in the early stage: workers.

(End of this chapter)