Daily life in the courtyard

Chapter 110 Five Years Later
Wei Pingan walked out of the compound of No. 356, and the sun at noon in winter was still dazzling.

I got off the train early this morning and was picked up all the way to work, where a series of activities were carried out.

At the commendation conference, there was also a re-publication on the confidentiality work.

After signing more than a dozen documents, he was finally relieved at noon.

It is now May 1963, 12.

The unit was very humane and took this group of outstanding researchers and engineers home the day before the winter solstice.

Although we have been on the train for several days, and we have been busy for most of the day from 4 o'clock in the morning to now, everyone is still in high spirits.

Because I am about to return to my long-lost home.

I am about to see my relatives, lovers, children who I miss countless days and nights...

Wei Pingan was equally excited.

The moment his feet stepped on the ground of the capital, he had the idea of ​​rushing back desperately.

But the unit leader held him back.

The deputy director who talked with him back then and sent him to the car has now been rectified.

In 5 years, the old director of the 356 Research Institute retired, and the deputy director took office.

From points to faces, this means that many people and things in the capital have become unfamiliar.

become unpredictable.

Walk in the alley that returns to the courtyard.

Familiar environment, a few years ago he rode by every day, sometimes with Zhou Wen, sometimes alone.

The memory of the last few days is that he was riding a bicycle, silently following behind Zhou Wen.

I don't know if Zhou Wen will forgive himself now.

It is said that Xiaobie is better than a newlywed, and I hope my daughter-in-law is the same.

She should still be at work on Saturday. I don’t know if she is still in the file room of the Jiaodaokou Police Station, has become a street police officer, or has been transferred to another department.

I missed being with my wife for five years and let her take care of the children alone, which did not help her work and life at all...

With every step Wei Pingan took, he was entangled in complicated emotions.

Tomorrow is a rest day. At this point today, there should be no one at home.

I don't know how grandma's health is. Zimo should be off for the weekend now.

In this era, primary school students in the capital implemented a 6-year system.

4 years of primary school, 2 years of high school, the entry age is 7 years old, and can be relaxed to 6 years old.

In remote areas and rural areas, due to tuition fees and other reasons, some students do not start school until they are 9 or 10 years old.

While thinking about something, I came to the T-shaped entrance, turned right, and saw the long-lost courtyard gate.

"Hey, who are you looking for?"

Wei Ping'an turned his head and saw a Jarhead with two slugs looking up at him.

"I'm going to the middle courtyard, Wei Pingan's house."

"It seems that there is no such person in our courtyard."

The older little girl said in a childish voice.

"Oh, it's Zhou Zimo's house."

The pot head explained impatiently, then turned around, and the little adult said: "My grandma said, Wei Ping'an died long ago, are you going to Widow Zhou's house, looking for Widow Zhou?"

Wei Pingan squeezed his chin, and said flatly: "I'm not going to your house, what are you doing with a widow. Little brat, go and play."

Children's minds are the simplest.

He is like a mirror, which can reflect how Jia Zhang arranges himself and Zhou Wen at home.

Wei Ping'an didn't care about a kid, but Jia Zhang's bad mouth, he completely remembered it.

Today is different.

Wei Ping'an is confident that the value he has shown will not be in crisis because of disputes with ordinary citizens.

And wait.

Stepped into the yard.

A young woman in the west wing is busy.

It's Yu Li.

I haven't seen her for a few years, but she has grown from a young and beautiful daughter-in-law to a more down-to-earth person, and she has widened a lot of distance from the women of the era.

Yu Li didn't recognize Wei Ping'an.

In 5 years, Wei Ping'an has experienced a lot.

The skin that was fair in the past is already faintly tinged with bronze.

It's a fight with Principal Gu who has been blackened by the sun.

In addition, Wei Pingan has accumulated too many basic skills and enhanced skills in more than 5 years and more than 60 monthly lottery draws.

I forgot which day it was, after Wei Pingan acquired the enhanced skills for the first time, he lost weight rapidly within four months.

There is no longer an obvious inverted triangle, but it is really a bit of a literati temperament that cannot be lifted by hands or shoulders.

From a strong man to a weak man, coupled with the change in skin color, it was too normal for Yu Li not to recognize him.

"Who are you looking for?"

"Intermediate court, Wei Ping'an... home."

Wei Pingan responded lightly.

As the third master, Yan Bugui lived in the front yard, and had the responsibility of screening and questioning visitors.

Yu Li is the daughter-in-law, and Wei Pingan felt that she should respond when she saw a stranger asking her a question.

As for the state of Wei Pingan's figure, what is going on?
Probably similar to the turtle fairy in the Dragon Ball world.

Just not that exaggerated.

Under the operation of internal energy, Wei Ping'an can explode his clothes.

This has been done in practice.

At that time, the people in the scientific research team were astonished.

Even the engineer tried to encourage the big guys to let Wei Pingan regard this state as a performance when they were celebrating at parties many times...

What a bunch, lovely nerds.

"Ah, you are..."

When Yu Li realized it, Wei Ping'an had already climbed the steps in the hallway.

He also took a serious look into the west room in the hallway.

It was Wei Ping'an who didn't run away.

Apart from Wei Ping'an's house, who else would take a blatant look at Mrs. Zhang's and Zhou Zimo's house.

Wei Pingan, who had been missing for several years, has returned.

This was big news. Yu Li put down her work and hurried into the house.

With a strong heart for gossip, Yu Li thought about sharing it with her mother-in-law.

The courtyard is very quiet.

It was the small room to the north of Yi Zhonghai that was hung with light blue floral curtains.

Thinking about it, He Yushui has become a big girl and has her own separate room.

The door of Jia's house was closed.

The pot head was playing outside with two slugs. Qin Huairu took over Jia Dongxu's class smoothly if he wanted to. I don't know if he is still a first-class fitter.

When he came to his house, Wei Ping'an was very excited.

There was movement in the courtyard.

Wei Ping'an could feel Hong Niu's excitement and nostalgia, and Lai Fu and Ji Xiang were restless and wanted to pounce on her.

In the blink of an eye, they converge on the other side of the door.

The gate of the courtyard was locked. After several years, the lock was still the same, and it hadn't changed at all.

Zhou Wen has been looking forward to Wei Ping'an's return home, fearing that one day he will not be able to enter the door when he returns home, so this lock has been used all the time.

Even if it's not very useful anymore.

Wei Pingan took out the key and opened the courtyard door.

Hong Niu immediately rushed forward, her two front paws resting on Wei Ping'an's shoulders, the corners of the dog's eyes were already wet, accompanied by slight sobbing.

Jixiang and Laifu walked around in circles, yelling anxiously.

After two steps, Wei Pingan was stunned.

Let the two Laifu and Jixiang, who have grown from puppies to adult dogs, make a fuss and remain motionless.

He only had eyes for the cowardly and cute milk boy at the door.

Dressed up as a little tiger, with tiger-head shoes, tiger-head hat, brightly colored cotton-padded jacket and cotton trousers, he looked bloated and cute.

This outfit is obviously the masterpiece of the old lady.

Has a strong regional style.

This also shows that although Mrs. Zhang has settled in the capital, her ideology and life style are still the way of presenting the lumps in the Northeast.

Wei Ping'an has been thinking about his own flesh and blood since early in life, counting with his fingers many times.

According to the calculation of pregnancy in October, it is already more than four years old.

What do you call him?

Wei Pingan regretted that he left the letter without considering the issue of the name.

How can I introduce myself?
Wei Pingan looked at the little baby who was clearly showing fear, his heart almost melted, and he couldn't say a word.

I have suffered so much and suffered so much in these years, no matter how difficult the environment and difficulties are, I gritted my teeth and endured it without shedding a single tear.

But a cute baby stood at the door with a look of fear on his face.

This scene instantly crushed Wei Ping'an.

A big man couldn't help but burst into tears.

"Sister...brother-in-law?"

A cry of surprise came from behind.

Wei Pingan turned his head and saw Zhou Zimo who had grown up, followed by the gray-haired old lady Zhang.

"Zimo, grandma, I'm back."

I haven't seen him for five years, and the little kid at that time has become a strong boy, a tall man.

And grandma, she did see that she was old.

"It's good to be back, it's good to be back..."

Grandma wiped her tears and pushed Wei Ping'an: "Go into the house, it's cold outside, but it's warm inside..."

Zhou Zimo skillfully turned around and closed the door.

"Grandma..."

The childish little voice came from the door of the north house. Although it was soft, it was heard in Wei Ping'an's ears. It was not like the ringing of a big bell, and the sound echoed endlessly in his mind.

The furnishings in the house are just like Wei Ping'an's memory.

Several years of use have made some furniture old and mottled, but it seems to overlap with things in Wei Pingan's memory.

In the past few years, although Wei Ping'an was not at home, Kexin never left, passing time and time together.

Grandma asked Dabao to call him Dad, and Mengbao timidly bit his finger.

He kept staring at this strange adult.

Grandma urged a few more times, and Mengbao immediately dropped the golden beans, crying and looking for her mother.

When Wei Pingan heard it, his voice was quite bright.

Let's look at it from a distance first, it seems that without his mother as an introducer, it would be difficult for him to "get started".

Grandma coaxed Mengbao in her arms, and chatted with her grandson-in-law.

"My baby's name is Dabao. When I registered, I wrote Wei Dabao directly. Xiaowen said that my son's name must be named as a father. I will wait for you to come back..."

"...Xiaowen is still in the archives room and hasn't moved. That's good, it's more convenient to take care of the children..."

"Grandma, I'll go to the vegetable market to buy vegetables later, and pick up Xiaowen from get off work by the way."

"Hey, okay, if you pick her up, she must be very happy. You don't know how much Xiaowen has missed you these past few years, and the pillow has been wet several times... and there is no news from you, not even a letter... "

"Grandma, I have a confidentiality policy over there. Even if I write a letter, I can't send it... I'm not coming back, I won't be in the future..."

"Brother-in-law, I clean your bike every week, and it's still like new."

Zhou Zimo has been helping his brother-in-law clean his bicycle.

The [-] big bar was paid to Wei Pingan at the beginning. After riding it a few times, it went to Shanghai, and after returning for a few days, it never moved again.

Although Zhou Zimo doesn't know how to ride a bike, he helps clean it every week.

Not to mention spotless, at least the chain is still oily, and it really doesn't look like it hasn't been touched for a long time.

"Thank you, Zimo."

……

Wei Pingan rode on the long-lost [-]th bar and arrived at the Dongdan Vegetable Market first.

At this point, it’s not time to get off work, and there are not many vegetable vendors in winter, and there are not many people in the market.

Wei Pingan came to the butcher shop and saw Lin Dong.

"Old Lin, long time no see."

"Are you...Old Wei? Hey, are you finally transferred back?"

In the past few years, Zhou Wen has come to buy meat frequently.

Lin Dong became acquainted with Zhou Wen after coming and going, and when asked about her man Wei Pingan, Zhou Wen said that he was transferred to another place as an excuse.

The truth is not much different.

"It's not easy to come back. I just came back today, so I'll come to you immediately."

Lin Dong picked a piece of fat and thin pork belly for Wei Pingan.

I haven't seen him in the past few years, but he still remembers that Wei Ping'an doesn't like fatty meat.

"These pig's trotters are given to you. It's a welcome gift for you. Don't give me money. Be careful and rush with you..."

"Okay, thank you, Lao Lin, I'm rushing to pick up my wife from get off work today, and I'll come to see you another day."

Not far from the entrance of the market, several people surrounded an old lady, who was squatting by the roadside, with a basket under her feet, covered with a cotton cloth.

In fact, there were greenhouse vegetables in the early years, but the quantity was very small.

Wei Pingan came across them on the first day back, so needless to say, he must buy some.

At that time, I will take some more from the system space to make up the number, and it will be even more perfect for the winter solstice tomorrow.

Wei Pingan hurried to the gate of Jiaodaokou Police Station.

Maybe it's been too long, and Wei Ping'an's appearance has changed a lot. Anyway, the doorman even let Wei Ping'an in.

You have to send a message to call someone out and lead him in.

Wei Pingan was helpless, so he handed the doorman a cigarette, put down his bicycle at the door, and waited for Zhou Wen to get off work.

"Young man, it's useless for you to give me cigarettes. I can't let you in unless..."

"Okay, sir, I'll just wait here. When you see it later, you must remember it. Let me in next time."

While talking, there was a figure pushing a cart out of the gate of the courtyard.

A tall, beautiful woman with pigtails.

In Wei Pingan's eyes, that is synonymous with being slim and beautiful.

"Daughter-in-law, I'm back."

Wei Pingan shouted excitedly.

Zhou Wenwen was stunned.

He raised his head stiffly, saw Wei Pingan, his eyes suddenly flashed, he threw off the bicycle, and rushed towards Wei Pingan.

Sometimes, the excitement cannot be increased, and there is no scruples about the external environment.

How many days and nights of thoughts piled up like a mountain, and at this moment, it burst out like a flood.

Zhou Wen flew and threw himself into Wei Ping'an's arms.

Wei Pingan opened his arms, hugged Zhou Wen tightly, sniffed the familiar scent on her body, and then violently hugged Zhou Wen around several times.

Zhou Wen smiled happily and also cried.

A smile with cheeks full of tears.

Hugging Wei Ping'an fiercely, wishing that the whole person could be integrated into his body.

"Cough cough...cough cough."

The old guard's voice was almost hoarse, but he didn't wake up the two of them to show their sweetness at the gate of the police station.

This kind of behavior would actually attract red armbands, but was stopped by the leader who also came out of get off work at the door.

There has been no news for several years. After making outstanding contributions to the country, it is also necessary to understand that the occasional release of "private affairs" is over.

"Daughter-in-law, let's go home."

"Well, Old Wei, let's go home."

Zhou Wen wept with joy.

In the distance, a crooked bicycle was silently abandoned.

Liu Xiaoya didn't bother the young couple who were about to pedal away, and waved to Zhou Wen from a distance, and helped push the poor bicycle back into the courtyard.

(End of this chapter)