Rebirth of Everyday Life In the 1970s

The last time Xu Junmin received a letter from Jingcheng was on December 14th last year. Accounting Hu of the production team helped send it over. He remembered it clearly.

In the blink of an eye, eight months passed.

Xu Junmin had mixed feelings in his heart, followed by red eyes, and Zhao Chengyu and others who were watching from the side were shocked.

Xu Shujian couldn't help but interrupted his thoughts: "Grandpa, what's going on?"

Xu Junmin calmed down, wiped the corners of his eyes, and handed the letter to Zhao Chengyu who was sitting in a wheelchair.

Zhao Chengyu shook his hands, took out a pair of reading glasses from his jacket pocket and placed it on the bridge of his nose.

Xu Junmin sighed. After the sadness, his eyes were full of excitement. His voice trembled: "At the plenary meeting last month, you hope Grandpa returned to his job."

"What?" Xu Shujian whispered, breathing heavily.

hope?

The Chen family boss, who stood silently behind Song Fengchen, stared at him, and his heartbeat instantly accelerated.

Could it be the one he knew?

Yes, the plenary meeting.

The Chen family's boss got a dry throat and touched his face with his hand.

It's so exciting.

Zheng Dehui's face was flushed, he covered his mouth and coughed dryly, his eyes were torch: "That means you are going back to the capital soon?"

He knew that Xu Junmin and Zhao Chengyu were dismissed and exiled precisely because they were implicated by this old man.

And this old man has always been on their side.

Thinking of this, Zheng Dehui's battered heart suddenly became alive again.

Now that the old man is up again, are they not too far away from being wronged?

Speaking of this, Mr. Guo and others next to him also showed excitement with embarrassment.

"The situation may not be so optimistic."

It was Zhao Chengyu who was talking. He handed the letter raft together with the envelope to Xu Shujian, and shook his head. "The father is able to get up this time, thanks to Li Gong and their exhaustive running. But after all, he has already left the capital. It's been two years, I'm afraid it won't be so easy to return to the heights it once was. Not to mention that there are big differences between him and Su Gong, both in terms of position and philosophy--"

Zhao Chengyu simply mentioned a couple of sentences. Everyone present was a bright-minded master, so how could he not understand what he meant.

Xu Junmin's restless heart instantly returned to calm, and said helplessly: "In this way, we might still have to suffer."

Upon hearing this, all Zheng Dehui were frowning.

Upon seeing this, Zhao Chengyu comforted them and comforted himself: "Although the road ahead is difficult, as long as there is perseverance, the iron rod can still be ground into a needle, not to mention that now there is a very good beginning, the father's methods and strategies. I don’t have to say, there is always hope."

The four of Zheng Dehui couldn't help but sighed, let's be comforted.

"What plans do the two old men have now?" Song Fengchen asked.

Zhao Chengyu sighed and said helplessly, "Wait."

How about it?

Xu Junmin raised his head and followed Song Fengchen's line of sight to the envelope in Xu Shujian's hand.

Xu Shujian thoughtfully, reached out his hand and found the remittance slip sent with the letter in the envelope.

Xu Junmin said calmly, "Little Brother Song mean?"

Song Fengchen said frankly: "I just heard what Elder Zhao said, that old man just got up, I think it is the time when there is an urgent shortage of people who can handle things. It just so happens that your health is already very good, as for Elder Zhao, he is already well. Eight eight."

Xu Junmin's heart trembled.

The reason why Zhao Chengyu only dared to say one word is that although they were implicated by the old man to the point where they are today, they do not have much contact with the old man on weekdays.

At this moment, when the old man comes out again, he must give priority to using the manpower he has to use. As for the two of them, I'm afraid they still have to resign themselves.

If the old man can get things done, the two of them should have been wronged. If things fail, they will really die in Yuexi Village for the rest of their lives.

Song Fengchen meant to tell them to take the old man's way, at least they had to leave Yuexi Village first.

Just as he said, the old man is in urgent need of manpower now, and he is implicated, and the manpower he usually has to use may not be better than before.

A group of sick seedlings who have broken their bodies and two healthy doers who can directly take up their posts. How would the old man choose?

Song Fengchen continued: "Thinking about this, you and Mr. Zhao can do a lot more. For example, give a gift to the old man Ning in Mr. Zhao's mouth, and then also prepare for the old man by the way. Copy. There are also two old friends from the past, but don’t be stingy with anyone who can get in touch. This is second-hand preparation."

"This..." Zhao Chengyu frowned, "Could it be too utilitarian."

In doing so, even if the two of them can return to Beijing smoothly, they will inevitably bear some notoriety.

Song Fengchen shook his head, "Extremely moments, extraordinary means, this is also something that can't be helped."

Zhao Chengyu looked at Xu Junmin subconsciously.

Xu Junmin let out a long sigh and said in a deep voice, "Little Brother Song is not unreasonable, just?"

He looked up at Song Fengchen.

Song Fengchen’s lips bend slightly: “If I return the gift, I’ve already thought about it. Just the wild mushrooms I brought back from the mountain before, plus these bacon, I can get on the table again without exception. What do you think?”

With that, he turned around and lifted the sack of bacon from the cart.

Zhao Chengyu couldn't help but glanced at Song Fengchen more.

Listening to what he said, is it possible that you have known that there will be such a day for a long time, so you have made preparations in advance?

Xu Junmin's clenched brows eased a lot, and he nodded, his tone mixed with helplessness and gratitude: "Little Brother Song is interested."

"It should." Song Fengchen nodded slightly.

After making up their minds, Xu Junmin and Zhao Chengyu went back to the room to ponder over the gift and letter writing.

Xu Shujian helped Song Fengchen move the rice noodles on the bullock cart into the kitchen.

The boss of the Chen family didn't know when he left, and the remaining four of Zheng Dehui, look at me, and when I look at him, he has long since lost the thought of continuing to work.

"Drink some water." Xu Shujian handed Song Fengchen a bowl of cold water.

Song Fengchen picked up the wooden board on the side stove and placed it on the rice jar, patted the dust on his hands, took the enamel jar, and drank it with his head up.

Finally, he wiped a handful of water stains on the corners of his mouth, and turned his head to meet Xu Shujian's complicated gaze.

He raised his eyebrows: "What's the matter?"

Xu Shujian's lips opened slightly, and for a long time, a thousand words turned into one sentence: "Thank you."

In any case, the more Song Fengchen paid, the greater the pressure on him. This is the truth.

Song Fengchen's eyes flickered slightly.

"Do you really want to thank me?" He chuckled lightly.

Xu Shujian was slightly startled.

Song Fengchen's gaze shifted down and fell on Xu Shujian's lips, without concealing his purpose: "Such an understatement of thank you is not sincere, you must give it some sweetness!"

At this moment, no matter how complicated the mood is, Song Fengchen's words that are no less than hooligans are also being smashed into the army. Xu Shujian's face is red and red: "You..."

Shameless.

"No?" Even though he asked, Song Fengchen's tone was filled with a sense of reluctance.

Xu Shujian's heart was beating like thunder, he looked around, his throat was dry.

Song Fengchen stood there, silent, his eyes burning.

For a long time, as if he had made up his mind, Xu Shujian raised his foot hard and took a step forward, feeling helpless, simply reached out his hand to hold Song Fengchen's face, stood on tiptoe, and leaned forward.

With his eyes facing each other, Xu Shujian's moist gaze swept across Song Fengchen's heart, causing his heart to tremble fiercely.

Until a touch of damp heat touched the corner of his mouth.

Song Fengchen's breathing was short, and he was not polite at the moment. He stretched out his arm, circled the person in his arms, and explored every corner of Xu Shujian's mouth awkwardly.

For a long time, the lips are divided.

Song Fengchen hugged Xu Shujian, his rapid breathing gradually calmed down, his thoughts returned to the cage, he sighed slightly, Xu Shujian's thoughts were clear to him.

It's not sound to say, it's him who is stubbornly beholding people, and now things have developed to this point, although he is happy in his heart, somehow people have fallen into his hands, but it is inevitable that he will be uneasy.

He doesn't want Xu Shujian to feel depressed when he is with him. What he can do is to let the other person feel his love more, instead of thinking about these things all day long.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but leaned forward and took a few more mouthfuls on Xu Shujian's mouth.