Siheyuan: Since 51

It is midsummer and mosquitoes are becoming more rampant.

Lin Zhiyuan just tolerated it if he got bitten a few times occasionally.

The point is, who can stand playing Gobang on your body?

A good sleep was ruined.

The next day was Sunday.

I wanted to sleep in, but the hot wind outside the window came out and made a fuss.

Lin Zhiyuan suddenly opened his eyes and exhaled heavily.

The room was quiet.

I got up and found that there was no one in the entire east wing.

Lin Zhiyuan didn't take it seriously and guessed that Qin Huairu had gone to visit again.

Pick up the enamel basin and go to the sink in the yard to wash.

As soon as I went out, I heard a conversation coming from the east ear room.

"Zhihao, study quietly and don't move around."

"Sister-in-law, I can't sit still."

"Then stay here too. Read, recite, do exercises...you decide. I'll stay with you today."

"Sister-in-law——"

The strict sister-in-law is online, Xiao Zhihao, you’re on your own!

Lin Zhiyuan raised the corners of his mouth and couldn't help laughing a few times.

Rinse with cool water to feel refreshed.

Arriving outside the east ear room, Lin Zhiyuan said, "Huai Ru, I'm going out for a while."

"Okay, come back early."

Leaving the courtyard, Lin Zhiyuan went straight to the front door.

The mosquitoes are too arrogant, and it has reached the point where they must be dealt a heavy blow.

Taihe Hall.

Lin Zhiyuan strode into the door, "Mr. Ren."

Ren Xiangsong was sitting nearby, reading a book. He looked up and asked with a smile, "Why are you here on such a hot day?"

"Oh, there have been a lot of mosquitoes these past few days! I can't sleep well every day, it's so uncomfortable."

Ren Xiangsong stroked the goatee under his chin.

"I happen to have a secret mosquito repellent made with wormwood, mint, patchouli and other herbs. It is harmless to pregnant women. I'll give you two packs."

"Two bags are not enough? No need to send, I'll buy it, one hundred bags first!"

Hearing this, Ren Xiangsong frowned.

"Why do you need so many? Just hang one pack by the bed."

"Mr. Ren, it's so hot and I'm too lazy to run around, so I might as well buy some for my relatives and friends."

While drinking water and chatting, the topic inevitably turned to Ren Changxing.

"Mr. Ren, I haven't seen Brother Ren for a long time. Where has he been?"

Ren Xiangsong let out a long sigh.

"He went to work at the Union Medical College Hospital. Not to mention you, even I haven't seen him for a long time. I heard that he had some mission, but I don't know."

Union Hospital not only undertakes the medical treatment of foreign guests, but also has special wards for foreign guests, senior officials and special needs.

Hearing this, Lin Zhiyuan dared not ask any more questions, and instead smiled and said, "Mr. Ren, do you know where I can buy vinyl records?"

After several months of experience, Lin Zhiyuan is no longer the idiot he used to be.

I’m still not a smart person, but at least I can calm down and slowly integrate into the present.

The transfer to the Propaganda Department was somewhat sudden.

After the initial surprise, Lin Zhiyuan was prepared to face it calmly.

Otherwise, I wouldn't bother thinking about a work plan.

Lin Zhiyuan's current idea is to do his job without seeking credit or mistakes, and not give others the opportunity to complain.

"Next to Dongzhimen, there's Baohua Records Store. It's been around since the Republic of China, so it's been around for quite a while. They basically have all the music records from home and abroad."

Ren Xiangsong paused and continued, "The Dahua Audiovisual Hall that just opened in Dongdan was originally the Shuangyingwu Record Factory. It was nationalized after the founding of the People's Republic of China. It was renamed and moved to Beijing last year. It basically broadcasts red songs and operas."

After understanding everything clearly, Lin Zhiyuan took a short break and said goodbye.

Dahua Audiovisual Museum.

The shop is not big, but it has the characteristics of the times.

On three walls, crude slogans were hung...

In the middle, there is a large square table with three hand-cranked phonographs.

On one shelf, three types of vinyl records, blue, green and red, are neatly arranged and classified.

A saleswoman, a young girl, was humming a tune while cleaning.

"Singing our dear motherland..."

Lin Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows. Is this song out already?

Noticing someone was around, the salesman stopped talking and turned around to ask, "Comrade, would you like to buy some records? Which unit are you from?"

It’s no wonder that this question arises. Currently, due to limited technology, the price of vinyl records is extremely expensive.

Ordinary people, who can afford it?

Not to mention, there was also a phonograph.

"Red Star Steel Mill."

The salesperson dropped the feather duster in his hand, clapped his hands, and walked forward.

"I've heard that your factory has very good welfare benefits, and the higher-ups pay a lot of attention to it."

"Well, you can't say that. We are all fighting for the country's rise, but we have different divisions of labor."

Then Lin Zhiyuan asked with a smile: "You were humming "Singing the Motherland" just now, right?"

"Yeah, you know what I mean? The melody is beautiful, and the lyrics are full of affection. It's really well written."

"really."

Lin Zhiyuan nodded and explained his purpose. "I plan to buy a record and play it on the radio for my co-workers. I think this song is pretty good."

The salesperson lowered his voice and reminded, "Then you have to think about it carefully. I heard that many people think that the Western tune used in this song is a bit right-wing."

Lin Zhiyuan didn't take it seriously. It can be called the "second national anthem", so what's the bias? His stance is definitely the most correct.

"It's okay, recommend another song."

Without hesitation, the salesperson blurted out, "That must be 'Workers Have Power'. It fits your factory very well!"

It really is!

Lin Zhiyuan immediately made the decision, "Then take a record with these two songs."

"You're an amateur, aren't you? For broadcasting, you must buy a ten-inch single model. It's easy to operate and it won't damage the tracks easily."

Lin Zhiyuan really didn’t understand, so he immediately smiled and said, “Okay, you’re an expert, I’ll listen to you!”

It’s so expensive. Two records with only two songs cost one hundred thousand. Can you believe it?

Mosquitoes are no longer a concern, and the records needed for work have been obtained, so the next step is to consider cooling down.

When the east wing was being renovated, a few more windows were installed in order to improve the lighting.

By accident, the air began to circulate.

Recalling his previous life, the "ecological air conditioner" made of plastic bottles, Lin Zhiyuan found a secluded corner and slipped into the space.

Following the same pattern, I made a window out of wood, one for each of the south and west windows of the bedroom according to the size of the window.

Together with two bags of cornmeal, a bag of flour, a basket of vegetables, and several packets of mosquito repellent, they were placed in a large flatbed cart.

Return to the courtyard.

Lin Zhiyuan's installation of "ecological air conditioning" attracted a lot of attention.

Yan Bugui asked with a smile: "Zhiyuan, what are you doing?"

"Well, a friend said this would help cool you down."

Yan Bugui looked at him as if he was a fool and didn't say anything for a long time.

Yi Zhonghai beside him was also confused, "Zhiyuan, are you kidding?"

Liu Haizhong's eyes widened. "You're blowing it, right? Can this crap cool you down?"

……

Lin Zhiyuan was too lazy to explain and just said perfunctorily: "Well, I'll try."

That night, convection formed between the south window and the west window, and the wind blowing in was indeed much cooler.

Qin Huairu was pleasantly surprised...

The next day, February 8th.

The Red Star Steel Rolling Mill ushered in a new beginning of spiritual rejuvenation.