Rebirth 1979: Marrying a poor girl at the beginning

Lin Zhengjun smiled and said, "Then hurry back!"

Although Tang Xiaofu was reluctant, she smiled and said, "Yes, work is important!"

"When will you get married?"

Lin Zhengjun looked back at Tang Xiaofu and said with a smile, "The furniture for the new house is ready, but it needs to be aired out, which will probably take a month!"

"Then I can't wait any longer, I have to go!"

Zhao Xueruo said with some regret: "Telegram me before the wedding, I will definitely come to attend and give you two a big red envelope!"

"Xue Rou, you are too busy with work. It doesn't matter if the gift arrives but the person isn't. Just transfer the red envelope!" Lin Zhengjun said with a smile.

"Tsk! You are such a vulgar person!" Zhao Xueruo punched him: "You have been obsessed with money all your life!"

Lin Zhengjun asked: "When do you plan to leave?"

"Let's do it this morning. In fact, I have already reported to the branch secretary and the team leader last night. I also said goodbye to the people at the educated youth site and packed my luggage..." Zhao Xueruo said.

"Okay, Xiaofu and I will drive a tractor to take you to the county station. You go back to the educated youth point first, buy some things, and then see if there is anything you have missed, and say your final goodbyes to everyone!" Lin Zhengjun said.

"Okay!" Zhao Xueruo left.

Lin Zhengjun dragged Tang Xiaofu's hand and went home to eat first.

Today's breakfast is relatively simple, a dish of cold shredded potatoes with a lot of sesame oil, scrambled eggs with onions, large white steamed buns, and sweet potato millet porridge. The two of us just deal with it.

Afterwards, Tang Xiaofu put the neatly copied manuscript of "The Horse Shepherd" into her bag. Lin Zhengjun went to the brigade headquarters, drove a tractor, and took Tang Xiaofu to the educated youth site.

"Don't worry, everyone's historical problems can be solved. Whether you are taking the college entrance examination or being recruited as a worker or joining the army, you can all return to the city!"

"Besides, being in the Hewan Brigade isn't bad! The army has set up a youth cooperative, so everyone can make money and don't have to worry about food rations!"

"Xue Rou, take these eggs with you and eat them on the way!"

"I have two packs of egg cakes, don't be disgusted!"

"Haven't you always wanted this set of gray books of The Count of Monte Cristo? You've been asking for it for three years. Now I'm giving it to you! Keep it as a souvenir!"

Zhao Xueruo had also eaten breakfast and was saying goodbye to several educated youth. Everyone stuffed various small gifts of food and drinks into her bag.

Everyone's eyes were red, and the sadness of parting filled the air.

In fact, these educated youth came from all over the country, with different personalities and living habits. At the beginning, there were many conflicts and many unpleasant incidents.

But after three years of living and working together, helping each other, they gradually developed a deep friendship, just like brothers and sisters.

All the unpleasantness has long disappeared, and at this moment, there is only reluctance!

"Thank you. We must keep in touch. Revolutionary friendship will never fade and will last forever!" Zhao Xueruo smiled and carried the luggage onto the tractor bed.

The tractor started and left the educated youth's courtyard.

"Xue Rou, are you leaving?"

“Come back often when you have time!”

"Xue Rou, you saved our third child's life. We will always remember your kindness!"

Knowing that Zhao Xueruo was going back to the city today, many villagers stood on both sides of the road to see her off.

The tractor drove along the road in the center of the village. People kept throwing local specialties into the tractor, a bag of fried peanuts, a piece of cured pork, a bag of dried mushrooms...

"Thank you everyone! Don't worry, I, Hu Hansan, will definitely come back again!"

Zhao Xueruo kept waving and smiling brightly, but there were clearly sparkling tears in her eyes.

In fact, the members of the cooperative did not welcome the educated youth to go to the countryside at first.

These young masters and young ladies from the city, who are powerless and cannot lift anything, take the village's food for free, just like a bunch of boneless rice bugs!

Asking them to carry manure is like asking them to go to the execution ground, bah! When it comes to eating the food and vegetables grown with manure, no one is willing to give in!

The educated youth also don’t like the local members!

They don't take a bath or brush their teeth, their topics are boring and their language is vulgar. They eat and sleep, then eat and sleep, and then they make babies day and night. After giving birth, they don't even know to send their children to school. They are just a group of uneducated and thoughtless peasants!

But over the years, the two groups helped each other and gradually developed a deep friendship.

For example, one year, Zhao Xueruo's parents did not send money in time, and she had eaten all her food rations. Some members of the commune sent her potatoes and sweet potatoes to help her get through the difficult times...

For example, a child of a member of the commune had appendicitis and rolled on the ground in pain with a high fever. His family did not take him to the hospital for treatment, but instead asked a witch to perform a ritual. Zhao Xueruo and Tang Xiaofu led a few educated youth to "break feudal superstitions", beat up the witch, and sent the child to the commune clinic in time, and the child was saved...

"Xiao Fu, I'm so sad..."

The tractor left Hewan Village and went up the river bank. The villagers disappeared from sight, but Zhao Xueruo threw herself into Tang Xiaofu's arms and cried out.

At this moment, the tears that I had been holding back could no longer be controlled and flowed freely.

"Haven't you always wanted to go back to the city? Now that you can finally go back to the city, you should be happy!" Tang Xiaofu touched her hair and comforted her with a smile.

"But I can't bear to leave you, my fellow educated youth, and my fellow countrymen!"

Zhao Xueruo raised her head and looked at the surrounding mountains and rivers with tears in her eyes, as if she wanted to imprint them deeply in her mind: "I can't bear to leave every stream, every ridge, and every ridge of the field here. I have shed sweat here..."

"Don't worry about having no friends on the road ahead. Everyone in the world knows you! It's not like we'll never see each other again. What's there to cry about?"

Lin Zhengjun smiled and said, "If you really care about your fellow villagers, when you return to the capital and have a position, think about how to help your fellow villagers and give them some support!"

Lin Zhengjun remembered that for a long time in his previous life, Zhao Xueruo had been resentful towards the Hewan Brigade because of her unfortunate experience.

She has a net worth of so many small goals, but she has never given any support to the Hewan Brigade and has never even returned here once in her entire life!

But in this life, everything is different. The tragedy did not happen. She only has lingering friendship and deep attachment to the Hewan Brigade and the villagers...

"Yes! I will!" Zhao Xueruo nodded heavily.

After sending Zhao Xueruo to the county long-distance bus station, Lin Zhengjun and Tang Xiaofu waved goodbye to her and watched the long-distance bus disappear from their sight.

"Let's go, let's mail the letter!" Tang Xiaofu retracted her gaze and said with a smile.

"Ok!"

Lin Zhengjun and Tang Xiaofu came to the post office. Lin Zhengjun said, "Send an expedited registered letter, otherwise it will be late for the October edition of People's Literature!"

"it is good!"

Tang Xiaofu bought an envelope and stamps, wrote the address on the envelope, and spent another 33 cents to send the expedited registered letter.

"Hehe, "The Horse Shepherd" will definitely be a hit!" Tang Xiaofu did not pray this time, but appeared full of confidence.

……

While Lin Zhengjun and Tang Xiaofu were sending letters, Zhang Weiyang was chatting with a doctor friend at Yenching Tiantan Hospital.

"Old Zhang, I never thought that we would have to wait for the day when the clouds and fog would clear."

"Yes, Haiyang, how about you being locked up in the Northeast Forest Farm? There are abundant resources there. You can hit roe deer with a stick, scoop fish with a ladle, and pheasants will fly into the rice pot. You shouldn't starve!"

"How can I not be hungry? If there is food, I would feed it to dogs instead of giving it to an academic authority like me! Not only that, I have to cut down trees and reclaim wasteland day and night. Once, I was almost eaten by a blind bear!"

"Those years were really hard. Fortunately, we were lucky enough to survive. But my daughter was not so lucky. She was killed by those beasts in the Wei family!"

"Alas, Lao Zhang, you have to be patient. In recent years, every family has suffered casualties! The child of a friend of mine who works in the forestry system was sent to work in a production team in northern Shaanxi. While herding cattle, he got caught in the rain in the wild and developed a high fever. As a result, both his legs became paralyzed!"

"I'm fine. I'm a man after all, so I have to endure it. But it's too much of a blow to Zhilan. She had thoughts of suicide a few days ago..."

There was a sense of complex emotions in the conversation between Zhang Weiyang and Zhou Haiyang, as if they had survived a disaster.

Zhou Haiyang was his high school classmate. He graduated from the Chinese Academy of Medical Sciences (the predecessor of Peking Union Medical College), studied in the United States, and is one of the country's leading experts in neurology and psychiatry.

He used to work as a health doctor in the sea and was a member of the expert group of the Central Health Committee, specializing in serving high-ranking officials. He was a rising star, but he was brutally defeated in those years and spent five or six years of hard life in the Northeast Forest Farm.

During a logging operation, he and two other transferred cadres were carrying a large tree down the mountain. The road was slippery due to the snow, and he fell, with his right leg broken by the tree. Due to the poor local medical conditions, he did not receive timely treatment and was left disabled. He now walks with a limp.

Fortunately, my job and reputation have been restored now!

Zhou Haiyang said solemnly: "Weiyang, I have studied Zhilan's situation carefully, and now I can give you a clear answer."

"How to say?"

"This is a strange disease called depression. Once it gets worse, patients can't control their emotions and the suicide rate is extremely high!"

Zhou Haiyang said solemnly, "I can tell you clearly that there is no research on this strange disease in China, and the research abroad is not in-depth and systematic enough. There is currently no specific medicine and few treatment methods, so you must be extra careful in your care, otherwise, the consequences will be disastrous!"

“It’s actually depression!”

Zhang Weiyang said: "Old Zhou, what you said is the same as what a friend of mine said before!"

Zhou Haiyang looked very surprised and asked, "No way, you know someone who understands depression? Is it Zhong Huaishui from the 301st Hospital of the People's Liberation Army?"