Rebirth 1955 starts from the hunter

Today is the weekend and most people are at home. When they arrived at the central courtyard, Lou Xiao'e also gave Yu Li an exquisite gift bag, which contained the same gift, a set of cosmetics.

This thing is exclusive to rich people, not to mention in China, even in Hong Kong.

Each set costs HK$1,200. If you consider the status of Lin Dong and his wife, it is indeed a bit stingy, but for ordinary friends, it is considered to be giving enough face.

This was a gift from Lou Xiao'e to her sisters. Naturally, Lin Dong also prepared gifts for the brothers' families.

Alligator leather belts, Cuban cigars, Licofood candy gift boxes, etc., filled up a large box.

Lin Dong pretended not to notice the envious looks from other neighbors.

We didn't have much of a relationship before, so it's impossible that these things were given by our neighbor Lin Dong.

There were only five families in the entire courtyard who were given gifts, and they were the people who attended the wedding banquet of Lin Dong and Lou Xiao'e.

I also found out the address of Cheng Chunxi's home and have asked Wu Shengli to help mail it to her.

The children got the candies and went back home. Lin Dong and Lou Xiao'e greeted their neighbors and walked towards the backyard, followed by Cui Hongxing and Wu Shengli.

As soon as I stepped into the backyard, I saw Xu Damao wiping the dust off the projector at the door with a rag.

When Xu Damao saw Lin Dong and Lou Xiao'e, the rag in his hand fell to the ground, and his eyes showed surprise and excitement.

Xu Damao subconsciously took out his cigarette case, walked over quickly, and greeted them warmly, "Brother Dong, sister-in-law, you're back. It's been two years since we last met, right? Come in and sit down. Huairu, look who's here. Come out and make some tea."

Qin Huairu, wearing an apron around her waist, ran out from another room in a panic and hurried over to say hello.

"Dongzi, Xiao'e, please sit down. I will make tea for you."

"Sister-in-law, don't worry. Here, this is yours." - Lou Xiao'e said this and handed Qin Huairu a gift bag.

Lin Dong pushed away Xu Damao's hand that was offering him a cigarette, and patted his shoulder with a smile: "Have you forgotten? I quit smoking a long time ago. What? Are you going out to show a movie today?"

As he spoke, Lin Dong turned his gaze to the child beside him. If nothing unexpected happened, it should be Xu Ping'an.

The little fellow, about three or four years old, with a chubby face, was looking at Lin Dong and his wife curiously.

"No, no, I just came back last night. I need to clean it up before I can put it back in the Propaganda Department. I'm safe. Call me uncle and aunt."

Xu Damao urged his son, and the little guy timidly called out, "Hello, uncle and aunt."

Lou Xiao'e squatted down, smiled and touched Xu Ping'an's head: "Your name is Ping'an, right? You are so good. Here, this is the candy that Auntie brought specially for you."

A few people were chatting, and the neighbors came to the backyard after hearing the news, and the backyard suddenly became lively.

Obviously, Lin Dong underestimated the curiosity of people of this era.

Lin Dong used candy and chocolate to send the children away. After the children returned home, they called the adults back.

"Dongzi, have you been doing well overseas these past two years? How is your family?"

A middle-aged man with some gray hair, a flat head and a square face walked over while talking. This man was Yi Zhonghai, an eighth-level worker.

He wanted to reach out and pat Lin Dong's shoulder, but he pulled his hand back halfway.

He smiled awkwardly and continued, "Are Zhuzi's family doing well over there? When will they be back?"

Lin Dong didn't mind Yi Zhonghai's attempt to be familiar but not daring to do so. He smiled and nodded, "Hello, Master Yi. Master He and Zhuzi are both chefs in the restaurant. They are both very good."

Xu Damao handed the teacup to Lin Dong and Lou Xiao'e, and then said, "Master Yi, do you know how much Uncle He and Sha Zhu make a month? I'll scare you to death if I tell you."

After hearing what Xu Damao said, Lin Dong felt a little ashamed. He Yuzhu always sent letters and gifts to China.

Lin Dong arranged for someone to send them some gifts during the Spring Festival, which was the kind arranged by the company, and gave them one as well.

It’s not that Lin Dong forgot about these friends, it’s that he really doesn’t know what to send them.

I can’t afford the cheap ones, but I’m afraid of causing trouble for them if I buy the expensive ones.

Lin Dong even thought about taking them to Hong Kong before the storm started, to prevent anyone from causing trouble for them because of Lin Dong or He Yuzhu.

If this kind of thing really happens, these friends and family members will definitely be in trouble, and they will probably be skinned alive if not killed.

Yi Zhonghai was just making small talk. The salary of the He family father and son has long been no secret.

After all, there is Xu Damao, a big mouth, who would brag about the things He Yuzhu sent him after drinking a little.

At this time, Jia Zhang came out of the crowd with a three or four-year-old child, and said in a flattering tone: "Lin Dong, Xu Damao said that He Daqing and Zhuzi can earn three to four thousand yuan a month."

"Also, is it true that 3,000 yuan in Hong Kong is as valuable as 3,000 yuan here? Um, are the salaries in Hong Kong that high?"

Lin Dong looked at Jia Zhang, who had lost a lot of weight. Her fingertips were covered with calluses. It seemed that she had suffered a lot in the past few years. Lin Dong looked around carefully, but did not see Jia Dongxu.

After looking at Qin Huairu's expression again, which was very natural, without any discomfort, the gossip fire in my heart began to burn.

Seeing that Jia Zhang was so polite, Lin Dong naturally would not give her the cold shoulder for no reason.

Lin Dong thought about it and decided to tell the truth to prevent these people from making wild guesses. Who knows what rumors might spread!

"Aunt Jia, there are rich and poor people everywhere. There are also poor people in Hong Kong who are hungry and begging for food."

"Master He is now the head chef of the restaurant. His salary alone is 3,000 yuan, which is like Master Yi's eighth-level salary. It is very rare."

When they heard Lin Dong say that He Daqing could earn three thousand yuan a month, they all gasped.

"Don't forget about Sha Zhu! He is the second chef now and earns 1,200 yuan a month." - Xu Damao took out a stack of photos and shook them in his hands.

Seeing the helplessness on Cui Hongxing and Wu Shengli's faces, Lin Dong understood that Xu Damao might have told them about this many times.

After chatting with the neighbors for more than an hour, as it was getting dark, everyone tactfully dispersed, leaving only Lin Dong and his old friends.

At this time, Fang Zheng and his wife had just returned from his father-in-law's house and came directly to the backyard. Since Lin Dong was the doctor who treated Old Lady Zhou, he naturally couldn't avoid exchanging pleasantries with Lin Dong again.

The setting sun dyed the sky of the old city orange-red, and the dry weather made people feel upset unconsciously.

Even though I drank a lot of water, I still felt thirsty.

"1961, the last year of natural disasters, will soon be over, and people's lives will be much better in the future."

Lin Dong used his spiritual sense to feel the dryness in the air and muttered to himself.

The neighbors had all gone home. Lin Dong originally wanted to invite his friends to a restaurant, but gave up after hearing what Xu Damao said about this year's situation.

Although no one would do anything to Lin Dong, he didn't want people to gossip about him because of such a small matter, so he let Xu Damao and the others go out to buy wine and food.

In the backyard, at Xu Damao's house, two square tables were put together, and the tables were filled with a variety of dishes.

There are Quanjude roast duck, braised beef, roast chicken, as well as Beijing-style shredded pork, cold cucumber, fried peanuts, etc.

Lin Dong and his wife have been eating Western food for the past two years. When they suddenly saw authentic Beijing cuisine, they felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

Several men have already sat at the table, and the women, except Fang Yuanyuan and Lou Xiao'e, are still busy in the kitchen.

"Brother Dong, you are finally back this time. I think our city is more friendly!"

"Come on, everyone, let's toast to Brother Dong first. I'll drink first as a sign of respect!" After saying that, Xu Damao raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.

Seeing Xu Damao drink two glasses of wine in one gulp, everyone's hands holding the wine glasses began to tremble, and they all looked at Lin Dong awkwardly.

The meaning is self-evident. If Lin Dong also drank, they would have no choice but to risk their lives to accompany him.

Lin Dong had advised Xu Damao against his drinking habit many times two years ago, but there was nothing he could do.

"Da Mao, drink less. If you keep drinking like this, we'll all be lying here in less than half an hour.

After Lin Dong finished speaking, he drank a little more, as a way of giving face to Xu Damao.

You know, because alcohol can paralyze the nerves and have a great impact on spiritual consciousness, Lin Dong now tries not to drink if he can.

When everyone saw that Lin Dong only drank a little, they followed suit.

Only Wu Shengli, a man from Northeast China, was honest and drank it all in one gulp, just like Xu Damao.

"Hehehe, seeing that Brother Dong is happy today, everyone just be as you please."

Xu Damao didn't care at all and poured himself another glass of wine with a smile.

Lou Xiao'e was a little annoyed with Lin Dong's behavior of scolding people right after he came back. She pinched Lin Dong's arm and said, "Brother Damao is right. Our city is still more friendly. Hong Kong is prosperous, but I always feel that it lacks a bit of human touch."

"It's still the best here. Neighbors are so warm and friendly."

Fang Zheng didn't know when he became nearsighted. He was now wearing a pair of black-framed glasses. He put down his wine glass and said with a smile, "Brother Dong, Brother Zhuzi said that you are now the president of Donglin International. Does president mean boss?"

"What products does your company mainly produce? Is it like the factories in our country?"

Lin Dong nodded, "Yes, boss. Donglin International is involved in many industries and does have many factories. What? Do you want to go to Hong Kong with Brother Dong to take a look?"

Fang Zheng waved his hands hastily, "Brother Dong, my major is politics. I can't help you much if I go, so I won't cause you any trouble."

No one was surprised to hear Fang Zheng refuse, because he was a state cadre, not a worker.

No matter how loud the slogans are, workers and state officials are two different classes.

"Sister-in-law Xiao'e, I majored in accounting in college. Can I work in your company after I graduate?"

Fang Yuanyuan became interested and asked Lou Xiao'e next to her softly.

"Of course. Have you ever thought about studying abroad?"

Lou Xiao'e still had a good impression of the brother and sister from the Fang family. He remembered Lin Dong saying that the brother and sister had positive values ​​and were trustworthy.

But with the current education in China, even if Fang Yuanyuan graduated from university.

Going to Donglin International couldn't help much, so Lou Xiao'e thought of the talent reserve that Lin Dong was doing.

Especially the younger generation of the Lin family, they have all signed contracts. Donglin International will pay for their studies, and they will all work for Lin Dong in the future.

Ninety percent of Donglin International's current middle and senior management are professional managers. These people do know the rules very well, but Lin Dong and Lou Xiao'e lack trust in them.

"Study abroad? Sister Xiao'e, are you talking about studying accounting abroad?"

Lou Xiao'e nodded, "We are talking about Xiangjiang. This is a major event in life. It won't be too late to discuss it with your family first and then give your sister-in-law an answer."

Fang Yuanyuan nodded, "Okay, I understand, sister-in-law. I will think about it carefully."

"Brother Dong, Zhuzi said that there are a lot of gangs in Hong Kong. Is it really chaotic? Just like now, our Sijiu City has received many disaster victims in the past two years."

"There are some dishonest people who steal and cheat all day long, making everyone's life uneasy."

"It's OK. Some places are indeed quite messy, but it has nothing to do with us. By the way, Damao, I heard from Zhuzi that you also want to come to Hong Kong."

At this time, Qin Huairu came over with a plate of shredded potatoes, put down the plate, and hurriedly poured tea for everyone.

While interrupting, he said, "What's the matter, Damao? You still haven't given up! Your parents won't let you go."

"Others who want to go don't have the chance. You will regret it someday."

Seeing that Xu Damao looked a little unhappy, Lin Dong changed the subject and said, "Da Mao, what happened to the courtyard where you used to live? Why did you move back?"

"Hey! Don't mention this, Brother Dong. I don't know who it is. He has a bad conscience and is gossiping. He reported my family last month."

"No, I had to move back."

Lin Dong found it difficult to respond to this. In an era that emphasizes dedication, Xu Damao's family already has a house, but he still borrows the house from his colleagues, which is an act of taking more than is necessary and is undoubtedly against the policy.

Besides, who doesn’t understand what’s going on? They say it’s borrowed, but isn’t it all rented privately?

"Where's Xiaojuan? Has she moved back to your parents' house?"

"She lived on campus last year. Because of the morning self-study, she always went back to school on weekends in the afternoons. After lunch this afternoon, she said she had an appointment with a classmate to go together."

At this moment, Liang Ladi also brought the last dish to the table and sat down.

Xu Damao suddenly asked, "Brother Dong, how long do you plan to stay this time? Don't just stay for a few days and leave."

Lin Dong picked up his glass, clinked it with everyone else's, and said, "I really can't stay for a few days, maybe a week!"

Hearing Lin Dong's words, everyone felt a little disappointed.

To them, Lin Dong is undoubtedly the most capable friend. It seems that no matter what happens, he can solve it easily.

As the night deepened, lights in every household lit up one by one.

At Xu Damao's house, everyone was still chatting animatedly, as if they had endless things to say.

It was almost ten o'clock in the evening, when the children were all asleep, that Lin Dong and his wife left the courtyard.

Not surprisingly, Xu Damao got drunk again and clamored to go to Hong Kong.

The next morning, the couple prepared gifts and returned to Changling Village.

Originally, the Lin family was the largest family in the village, but now there is not a single household left, and even the tablets in the ancestral hall have been taken to Hong Kong.

Yes, to be specific, there is no one with the surname Lin in Changling Village anymore. Even the elderly moved to Hong Kong last year.

Lin Dong looked at the weed-covered yard and suddenly felt inexplicably sad.