Siheyuan: The farm in my mind is in your hands.

Chen Jianghe closed the door, got on his bicycle, and headed straight for the neighborhood office.

The locks weren't on.

This was requested by the three uncles at a meeting of the entire compound in order to select advanced individuals.

Each household is not allowed to lock its door, in order to demonstrate the good custom of not picking up things on Route 95 and not locking doors at night.

Besides, there was nothing to steal in his house except a pile of dirty clothes.

At this time, the street office not only takes care of trivial matters, but is also responsible for the work issues of people in the jurisdiction.

For example, a few years ago, after He Daqing was abducted by a widow, he had difficulty finding a job in Baocheng because he did not go to the street office in time to get a letter of introduction.

In the office, as soon as Chen Jianghe entered the door, he saw several clerks busy with the work at hand. Even Director Wang was carefully checking the evaluation results of each major institute.

After noticing someone coming in, a clerk asked first: "Comrade, who are you looking for?"

Chen Jianghe quickly said with a smile: "I am a resident of the Nanluoguxiang Siheyuan, and I came here to ask Director Wang about something."

Director Wang is still a woman in her thirties. When she heard that the visitor was looking for her, she stopped the work in her hands.

"Little comrade, what do you want from me?"

She had no impression of the young man in front of her, so he probably wasn't an acquaintance.

"Director Wang, this is what happened. A few years ago, I was in poor health and couldn't come out to work. Now that I've recovered, I thought I'd come over to ask you."

"Is there any work suitable for me? I am strong and not afraid of getting dirty or tired. I can do any work."

As he spoke, Chen Jianghe deliberately raised his hand to show the muscles on his arm, but unfortunately it was winter and nothing could be seen through the layer of cotton clothes.

"So that's how it is. All regular worker positions are filled to capacity. You can only do temporary work now."

"Register your information first, and I'll let you know if there's a suitable one later."

Director Wang is very kind to the people who come to her for help.

The fact that people take the initiative to come to her shows trust and is also proof of her work ability.

"My name is Chen Jianghe, and I live in the front yard of No. 95 Nanluoguxiang." Chen Jianghe briefly explained his situation.

"No more? Who are the people in your family and what are their jobs?"

Director Wang asked patiently, the young man looks good, but is too reserved.

"My father died a long time ago. It was said that he was beaten to death by the enemy, but I don't know who the enemy was."

"My mother went to another province to take care of my sister two years ago and has not come back since. I am thinking of working to earn some money to go find them."

"There is nothing else. Now I am the only one left at home."

Chen Jianghe spoke calmly. Although he had the memories of his original body, he could not inherit the emotions. He could only speak the truth.

Director Wang became alert immediately after hearing Chen Jianghe say that his father was killed by the enemy.

The New China was established not long ago, and it is inevitable that some enemy agents are hiding their identities across the country, secretly intending to destroy our hard-earned peaceful life.

Therefore, some special staff are responsible for identifying these people for the sake of their own safety and the safety of their families.

The real work of these people is not made public, which leads to the fact that after some people sacrifice their lives, their families do not even know the real cause of their death.

For those family members who can be contacted, the street will give a certain amount of compensation based on the workers' wages at the time and arrange a job for them.

After listening to what Chen Jianghe said, Director Wang also remembered that there was indeed a soldier who died in Yard 95 a few years ago.

But the child was still young at the time, and the woman had to take care of the child, so she didn't go out to work, and could only give some compensation.

"I remember now, it's you!"

Director Wang secretly regretted that he had forgotten about this family! What a sin!

"You know me?"

How could Chen Jianghe know what the woman in front of him was thinking? Could it be that she discovered that his previous life was not doing his job properly?

"I met you when you were a child, but I was busy with work and never had time to visit your family."

Director Wang immediately decided to help the young man arrange a formal job. After all, it was his own negligence at work that led to the other person coming to him.

In addition, he also had to help find his mother's whereabouts.

It was just a natural disaster that year. I hope she is still alive.

"Little comrade, go back and wait for the news. I will deliver the news to your house as soon as I find a suitable job."

After coming out of the street office, Chen Jianghe was still a little confused.

If I had known it was so easy, I would have come here earlier!

After leaving the subdistrict office, he went directly to Shenshahai.

At that time, food was rationed, and to be honest, there was not enough to eat.

In order to supplement their family income, many people would go out to look for food, and fishing, which was a cost-free activity, became everyone's favorite.

A thick layer of ice had already formed on Shensha Sea, and many people were already squatting in the pits waiting for fish.

Chen Jianghe had nothing to do, and he was not very interested in working, but it was impossible for him to continue to be a street urchin.

How can a grown man just slack off every day!

As for going to the street office, it was just to pave the way for finding a wife. At least he tried his best.

You can't just tell a girl that you just like to be a lazy guy without even trying!

He found an ice surface with few people around and just took out his tools and started chiseling.

Ice chips flew everywhere, and soon a hole in the ice with a diameter of 30 centimeters was formed.

"Okay, let's get started!"

……

In the afternoon, there were fewer and fewer people on the lake.

It's freezing cold and there's nothing to harvest, so I might as well go home early to warm up.

Here, Chen Jiangchuan's fishing skills were really amazing. In just half a day, he caught a long string of fish weighing two or three pounds.

"Boy, you have great skills!"

A middle-aged man in his forties had long noticed the noise of fish being caught here. He couldn't help it any longer and came over directly.

I don’t know what other fishermen’s habits are, but Chen Jianghe doesn’t mind being disturbed at all.

Who told him to rely on cheats to catch fish!

"Hey! What a coincidence! I didn't expect to travel by water today."

He looked back and saw that the middle-aged man was also holding a bamboo pole in his hand. That's right, the other party was the air force.

"How about you try this ice hole and try it a few more times?"

He really didn't mind having one more person since he already had quite a few catches.

Even if he were to be killed today, he would not starve, and there would be more people to chat with and relieve his boredom.

"That's a good feeling!"

The middle-aged man was not pretentious. He simply put down his small stool and started to adjust the float to go into the water.

While waiting for the fish to bite, he took out a pack of cigarettes and handed it to him.

"Wow! Daqianmen! So magnificent!"

Chen Jianghe didn't hesitate and took one directly.

He had no money to buy cigarettes, but he still carried matches with him.

He quickly lit one for the other person, then lit his own and took a delicious sip.

As he spoke, the fishing rod in his hand sank again, and this time the feel was obviously different.

When it was pulled out of the water, it was discovered to be a turtle with green algae growing on its back!