Reborn in 70s to marry a big man, Jiaojiao has one child after another

He Bingqian was wearing a pair of glasses, and the temples had been folded in half. He randomly tied strips of cloth around his ears. After hearing this, he felt that the name seemed familiar.

He squinted his glasses and looked at her for a while, then suddenly said: "You, you are Lao Wang's little apprentice."

After a pause, he asked again: "You, where are you taking me?"

After saying this, without waiting for Jiang Zhiyuan to answer, he couldn't help but smile bitterly: "What else can I ask? Isn't it the same wherever you go? Okay, I won't embarrass you, let's go! Should we leave now? ?”

Jiang Zhiyuan hesitated for a moment. Seeing He Bingqian's shaky state now, he was really worried about his health.

Moreover, it was getting late, and for safety reasons, we could not travel overnight.

He turned to look at Qian Aiguo.

Qian Aiguo was very discerning and immediately said: "It's getting late now, and it's not safe to drive all night. There are wolves near our farm. They come out in the middle of the night. If you encounter this thing, it's terrible! Otherwise, you can go with us now Stay one night at the farm guest house and start again tomorrow morning?”

Jiang Zhiyuan thought about it, putting safety first, and nodded: "Then I'll trouble you, Director Qian! Arrange two rooms for us, and then send us some hot meals, dishes and hot water."

As he spoke, he took out food stamps and money from his pocket and gave them to Qian Aiguo.

Qian Aiguo held the national food stamps in his hand and still had money, and sighed to himself that people from the capital are so generous.

Busy leading people to the guest house.

The guest house on this farm usually entertains people who come to visit relatives. Of course, not many people can come to this place to visit relatives.

There are only three bungalows, so the environment cannot be compared with the outside, but it is hundreds of times better than the straw hut where He Bingqian lives.

Jiang Zhiyuan and He Bingqian shared a room, and the other three soldiers shared a room and lived next door.

The rich and patriotic came forward, and soon, two pots of Erhe noodles were served.

Yes, two enamel basins.

A layer of chili oil is drizzled on top and it smells fragrant.

Not to mention He Bingqian, who had barely had enough to eat, even Jiang Zhiyuan and the three soldiers ate dry food all the way, and couldn't help but drool when smelling the aroma of the hot noodle soup.

In addition to two basins of noodles, several large bowls and a pair of chopsticks, I also gave two heads of garlic.

When Qian Aiguo saw Jiang Zhiyuan looking at the garlic in confusion, he explained: "If you eat noodles without garlic, the flavor will be half as bad! You listen to me, our noodles must be eaten with garlic. One mouthful of noodles and one mouthful of garlic is called a fragrant!"

Then he said very wisely: "You guys eat first. If you don't have enough, shout out. I have to go back to the office to do some errands. If you see the office, it's right in front. If you need anything, just say hello."

After saying that, he said goodbye and left.

Jiang Zhiyuan sent Qian Aiguo to the door. When he turned around, he saw He Bingqian and the three soldiers swallowing saliva while looking at the two bowls of noodles.

He poured a bowl of noodles for He Bingqian and placed it in front of him: "You eat first."

After Jiang Zhiyuan signaled, the other three soldiers began to serve him some noodles.

He Bingqian looked at the bowl of noodles, swallowed unconsciously, and then said: "For Lao Wang's sake, even if you die, you have to let me know clearly. Please tell me honestly, is this my last meal?" ”

Jiang Zhiyuan stopped holding his face and smiled bitterly: "Mr. He, you misunderstood! I was ordered to take you back to the capital! Your problem has been clearly investigated and you have been vindicated——"

He Bingqian, who had already expressed his determination to die, was suddenly stunned.

After a long time, his eye circles were red, and a line of turbid tears flowed across his dark, old and tired face: "You, you said that I was rehabilitated?"

Jiang Zhiyuan nodded and took out a document from his arms.

It read "Beijing Government (1977) No. 27" "Decision on Cancellation of Comrade He Bingqian's Historical Issues" and handed it to He Bingqian.

He Bingqian took the document with trembling hands, trying hard to read the words on it clearly.

Unfortunately, his vision was blurry. He skillfully picked up the corner of his clothes, wiped his spectacle lenses over and over again, and then tried to read again, and finally he could clearly see a line of large characters on it.

Not to mention anything else, just looking at the document that calls him Comrade He Bingqian, we know that this is restoring He Bingqian's party membership and canceling the historical issue, which is really rehabilitating him.

This good news came so suddenly, He Bingqian felt a little unbearable, and his eyes felt dizzy, as if he was in a dream.

"I, am I really rehabilitated?" He murmured to himself, seeming to be asking himself and others.

Jiang Zhiyuan calmly held He Bingqian's hand: "Yes! Comrade He Bingqian, you have been rehabilitated! The capital now needs you to go back and take charge of a task, so I was specially sent to take you back! Don't worry!"

After He Bingqian was stunned for a while, he came to his senses, hugged the document, squatted down, and burst into tears.

That cry was really sad to hear.

The three soldiers next to him had already put down their bowls and chopsticks, and their eyes were red.

Jiang Zhiyuan also had a stiff throat and turned his head away because he couldn't bear to look at it anymore.

There was silence among the five grown men in the room. They could only hear He Bingqian crying and choking silently, all feeling sad.

After a long time, Jiang Zhiyuan calmed down He Bingqian and then stepped forward to help him up: "Comrade He Bingqian, everything has passed. Looking forward, everything will be fine!"

He Bingqian calmed down at this moment and nodded: "I lost my temper for a moment and made you laugh!"

Jiang Zhiyuan said hurriedly: "It's human nature, sir, he is a man of temperament, why do you say this?"

The two of them greeted each other politely, and then they thought of eating.

Although the noodles are a bit lumpy, we are not hypocritical people. At this time, it is good to have something to eat, so why choose?

Everyone picked up their bowls again and started eating noodles.

Although He Bingqian was thin, he had a big appetite. He ate three large bowls in one go and still had more to eat.

It was Jiang Zhiyuan who stopped him: "It's evening, eating too much will lead to accumulation of food."

He Bingqian reluctantly put down the bowl and chopsticks, his face turned red, and he explained: "To tell you the truth, I haven't had enough to eat since the day I was sent down to the countryside—"

After saying that, he sighed.

How could Jiang Zhiyuan not know? He was originally sent to the Unity Brigade for investigating spies. The conditions were much better than those of He Bingqian. He was still young and strong, so he was hungry and well-fed.

At this moment, I felt the same and sighed.

However, both of them are emotionally restrained people. He Bingqian was so surprised that he couldn't control it before, so he vented his emotions. Now his emotions have stabilized.

I just said one sentence and didn't mention it.

The three soldiers swept up all the remaining noodles, returned the basins and bowls to the kitchen, and filled two more pots of hot water for He Bingqian to use.

Two people went to rest, leaving one person standing guard outside.

Two pots of hot water, Qian Aiguo was already very accommodating. After all, water resources on the farm were precious.

The clothes on He Bingqian's body were already covered with a thick layer of dirt, and he didn't take a shower for who knows how long.

After scrubbing casually, he put on the clean clothes Jiang Zhiyuan brought, and finally looked like a human being.