The Great Industrial Ming Dynasty Started from Beiping

Chapter 362 The Relief of the Middle-aged Man
Hongwu 29 years.

October.

The Mid-Autumn Festival celebration in Beiping has long passed, but the folks still retain the aftertaste of inertia.

Shangshui District.

Between the old Beiping City and the affiliated Daxing County.

The main street is wide, and there are many alleys between residential buildings. In a certain deep alley, there are five small two-story buildings around it.

Their yards just faced each other, forming a semi-enclosed alley.

In the alley, an old bed was placed beside the road, and several men sat cross-legged on it, drinking around a low kang table.

A plate of peanuts was piled up to the brim. Four men, all wearing work clothes of China Heavy Industries, put one into their mouths with chopsticks.

"hiss."

A man put down his wine cup, wrinkled his face, and then made a contented voice, revealing the taste of satisfaction.

"What school do girls go to, they don't get married in the end."

"The girls at home are clamoring to go to school."

"Nonsense is not."

They worked hard all day in the factory.

At this time, the sky had already dimmed. Taking advantage of the moonlight, these neighbors could not wait to get together.

In the factory, they are fellow workers, although they are not in the same factory.

At home, they are neighbors.

They have been together longer than anyone else, have common topics, have a stable life, are the pillars of the family, and are more confident than ever.

"Squeak."

The sound of the courtyard door opening came, and a young man walked out, saw several elders on the couch, and hurriedly bowed down to salute.

"Uncle Liu, father, Uncle Zhou, Uncle Chen."

The young man said respectfully.

"Ah."

The boy's father responded noncommittally, without even looking at the boy, while the rest of the elders showed smiles.

"Hurry up, they are all at your Uncle Zhou's house."

"Yes."

The teenager smiled and went to the house next door.

Soon.

The jokes of the teenagers came from next door, which made the peaceful alley seem noisy, and the disgusted adults showed dissatisfaction.

"Hey, these kids."

"It's really worrying."

"In the past few years, the days have gotten better and better. I am afraid that the children have forgotten the hardships of childhood. Let them go to work in the fields. They can't even afford to carry a pole. What will they do in the future?"

"Don't talk about the child, your courtyard door is about to be oiled, and the switch squeaks every day, which is unbearable." Someone complained to the boy's father.

"Let's take a two-day vacation. Go to the supply and marketing agency to buy some lubricating oil. This stuff is better than ordinary oil." The boy's father picked up the wine cup and took a sip.

While several men were chatting, in one of the yards, several women were picking and washing vegetables. The yard was full of vegetables, and there were small jars beside them.

The women are making the famous pickles in Peking. When they are ready, they will become a daily side dish at home.

Around the women, there are girls who help with the work, and the girls also help to watch a baby.

The baby was lying in the cradle with a rattle hanging on it, and the girl would shake it from time to time, and soon the baby in the cradle was amusing.

In the yard next door, lights were on in the house, and seven children aged nine to 14 were reading books under the lights.

It is said to be reading, but the books are actually scattered on the ground, and they huddle on the couch to play.

The lit kerosene lamps on the table clearly showed their immature faces.

"I want to participate in this year's Bamboo Ball Club."

"You don't play cuju anymore?"

"Look!" The boy raised his arms, showing off his muscles, "I've watched the bamboo ball game, and I think this is what I like."

"Compared to cuju, I prefer bamboo ball."

"You sign up with me, I have decided, I want to set up my own bamboo team, why join others."

"I have already thought of the name, so I will use the name of our lane."

"Okay, count me in."

"I want to join too." The youngest child raised his hands high.

Very strange.

Young children like to play with older children, but they don't like to play with children younger than themselves.

"You? You'd better forget it."

The older child really didn't want to take him to play, because he was too young.

It may have been developed from the spirit of Chinese civilization since ancient times. Since the princes and princes called out Xiangning, they broke the myth of noble blood.

This land began to be filled with the spirit of resistance.

No one wants to easily convince others.

"But there are only a few of us, and all of them are not enough to form a bamboo team."

"Call the big guys in the alley next door."

"Then your team name is about to be re-named. How could people agree to use our alley name as the team name?"

"Use one character for each of the two alley names."

"It's not that simple. Whose words are in the front of the alley? I don't want our words to be on the back, and they probably don't want to either."

"By the way, have you heard of a big event?"

One of the teenagers kept his tone as serious as possible: "I heard from my classmates that someone impeached our King Yan."

"Why do you want to impeach King Yan?"

"I heard it's because of what happened to Fan Miyun before."

"Killing so many of our soldiers, they deserve to die. They deserve to die. They dare to impeach King Yan. How can they have any face?"

Several teenagers discussed politics with righteous words.

The courtyard next door.

Several girls chatted and whispered, "Has your father allowed you to go to school?"

A twelve or thirteen-year-old girl shook her head.

"My father said I'd be married in a few years and going to school was a waste of time."

"Your father is so stubborn."

"You can't talk about other people's fathers in front of others. This is what the school teacher said." A girl reminded.

"If you don't do well, you have to say it."

at this time.

The moon has risen, and in the vast rural areas, every family has already fallen into a deep sleep, but not in the new urban area.

In those bustling parts of the city, not only are the lights like daytime, but there are also many people on the streets, and businesses are still doing business.

A middle-aged man came back.

The four greeted him one after another, and the middle-aged man showed a tired smile. He was not asked to stay for a drink, but went back to the house alone.

"What's wrong with this guy."

"Is it overtime?"

"It's not overtime. What kind of overtime does their department have? It's a good department, but it seems to be suffering more than anyone else."

"Stop talking about things you don't understand."

……

Yan Wang left Peiping.

The little prince is back.

There is a war going on in the north.

One big event after another, the life of the people in the alley was not disturbed, and the creaking gate became quiet because it was lubricated.

"Crackling."

"Clap clap clap."

In the alley, someone carried a bamboo pole, but set off firecrackers during the New Year.

As if it was an agreement.

Beiping City and even several new urban areas.

Every family set off firecrackers.

On this day, Beiping City is a city of firecrackers, the sound of setting off firecrackers is everywhere, and people's laughter is everywhere.

"Our military has won big battles."

"Our army is invincible!"

The new army is the product of the joint efforts of China Heavy Industry, the Wangfu and the capital. Although the workers don't understand the above changes, they are not stupid.

Even if they don't know enough details, they hope from the bottom of their hearts that the new army will win the battle and be as powerful as the new army.

The new army did not disappoint.

The huge record spread throughout Beiping overnight.

Peiping has become a lively ocean.

"Dong dong ding, dong dong ding."

The business groups invited the waist drum team to beat gongs and drums in Beiping City.

Those waist drum teams who dressed up as gods from all walks of life, performed with the most exaggerated body parts, showed joy to the people on both sides.

"Oh."

"Oh."

The people made booing sounds one after another.

"Dong dong ding, dong dong ding."

"Crackling."

The flower boats that only appear in Shehuo, and the fire dragon team also began to parade the streets.

Spontaneous behavior of the people, lively Beiping.

A middle-aged man was in the crowd with a yellow leather bag in his hands, with a smile unconsciously on his face, looking at Beiping City intoxicated.

soon.

As if thinking of something, his face became serious again, as if something was confusing him.

He hurried back to the direction of the house and went back to the alley.

at this time.

Four neighbors were working in the factory. His mother-in-law asked him why he came back, but he didn't say anything, just lay down on the bed in the house.

The yellow leather bag was left beside the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.

evening.

When the homeschooling sons and daughters returned, they would bow to their parents at the door and then revert to their childish demeanor.

At the dinner table, the family is eating.

Son and daughter scramble to talk about school.

The father drank quietly, and the mother shut up the two children from time to time.

"Our husband said that children are blank paper. Their living environment and educational environment determine the direction of children's growth, so."

The girl took her mother's arm and said with a smile: "You can't criticize me all day, you should praise me more, so that I can become a healthy person."

The mother couldn't help but rolled her eyes, more and more helpless with these children.

Father was in a trance.

He had met the young prince, although he was only one of the group of people who held hands with the young prince, it was just a meeting.

The little prince is like a wise man.

If the little prince is here, he must know what to do.

Children are indeed blank slates.

The same child, with different education and environment, can become a person in the slave era, a feudal era, a modern era, and even a modern era.

This is the power of education and environment.

How can a baby born in the 21st century be different from a baby born in the first century? The only difference is their living environment and education.

And in Daming.

The semi-enclosed schools in Beiping, where resources are allocated in an industrialized society, are allowing these children to grow up across generations.

the next day.

The middle-aged man did not go to work, but went to the research department.

He turned himself in.

Sue his boss.

Opened the first corruption case of China Heavy Industry.

He said.

"He is a father, he can't leave stains on the children, he doesn't want to join forces, he wants his children to be upright."

(End of this chapter)