The passionate years starting from the college entrance examination

Chapter 35, Flea Market

The aunties on the corridor were all so shocked that they stood up.

"Has the east wing been allocated? Lao Liu and his family just moved out, in less than a week, right?"

"I originally thought it was digested internally by our hospital, but I didn't expect that it would be easier for outsiders."

"Shhh! Stop saying these disunity words. That person looks young, but he is actually a technician."

"Hey, I just heard Director Xie say that he is the chief of the personnel department? The chief personally arranges housing for technicians?"

Suddenly, the aunts shut up and did not dare to say anything anymore.

Since I didn't understand the situation, I could only remain silent for now.

But there is no doubt that Chen Guohua, who just moved here, is definitely not an ordinary person.

But living here in Nanluogu Lane, you are not a leader?

However, they are technicians after all, so they must be better than workers, right?
The children in the yard all stared at the east wing with curious eyes.

After walking into the east wing, Chen Guohua was surprised by the house in front of him.

Compared to the one-meter spacious bed he had in 65, the twelve-square-meter house in front of him was really too luxurious.

There are two rooms in the east wing, with a total area of ​​24 square meters.

There is no basement, just two rooms, not big.

But for now, it is more than enough to accommodate Chen Guohua and his four brothers and sisters.

From now on, in the capital city with a population of 660 million, I finally have a home of my own.

"The previous occupant of this house had a lamp. Do you want to keep it?"

After Xie Xiaofang briefly introduced the room, she suddenly pointed to the electric light on the roof and said.

"The electricity bill shouldn't be expensive, right?"

After hearing Chen Guohua's question, Fan Xinhe interrupted:
"Guohua, you are a level [-] technician. The electricity bill is not expensive for you."

"Yes, your monthly salary is 42 yuan and [-] cents."

After a pause, Xie Xiaofang continued:
"This light bulb should be fifteen watts, and the monthly electricity bill should be fifteen cents, which is not expensive."

The way electricity bills were calculated in the 50s was that electricity workers simply counted the number of light bulbs.

Generally speaking, a 25-watt light bulb costs [-] cents a month, and a [-]-watt light bulb costs [-] cents a month.

Chen Guohua learned a lot after hearing this.

In the memory of the original owner, there was no concept of paying electricity bills.

Because there is no electricity at all over Majiafen.

Or to be precise, Lao Chen's family didn't have electricity because they couldn't afford it.

Kerosene lamps were not that expensive, and people usually went to bed early at night, and few children studied at night.

In my impression, I always eat after dark, wash up and then go to bed.

"Haha, that's really not expensive."

He could only echo Fan Xinhe's words.

It's 42 cents a month, which is really not expensive for Chen Guohua, who has a salary of [-] yuan and [-] cents.

"I gave you the house key, please remember to keep it."

Xie Xiaofang pointed to the key on the door handle and said with a smile:
"But there are usually people in this courtyard, and no one locks the door. They basically just bring it with them."

Hearing this, Chen Guohua nodded and thanked him.

Soon, Xie Xiaofang left first.

Chen Guohua did not stay too long and followed Fan Xinhe out of No. 98 Courtyard.

The latter drove directly to No. 65 Middle School to move.

This can be regarded as a good person who goes to the end and sends Buddha to the West.

Although Chen Guohua didn't quite understand it, Fan Xinhe, a section chief, seemed to have nothing to do and wanted to please himself, a technician.

What's the purpose!

But in this situation, he can only take one step at a time.

At the school gate, Old Man Dong's eyes widened when he saw Chen Guohua getting out of the car.

In an instant, his old eyesight seemed to be cured.

Good guy!
Chen Guohua actually got off the car?
Did he get into the car?Could it be that he is the brother of the big courtyard?

But that's not right. He still remembers very clearly that this boy's home is over Mentougou.

"Uncle Dong, I've found a job at the No. [-] Auto Parts Factory."

As soon as he got off the bus, Chen Guohua reported the good news to Mr. Dong.

"The factory has arranged a place for me to live, right over at Nanluogu Lane."

"This is Section Chief Fan of our Human Resources Department. Now I'm going back to the dormitory to move things. Could you please open the door and let Chief Fan drive in."

No. 65 Middle School is not very big, but the dormitory is inside the school.

There are also some pickles, dried radish and the like in the dormitory, which are quite heavy.

If you can drive in, you can save some effort.

Besides, there are no students in the school now, so driving in is not a problem.

When Old Man Dong heard this, he nodded and agreed.

Chen Guohua went to the dormitory to get something, while Fan Xinhe chatted with Old Man Dong.

But it was Fan Xinhe who asked more about Chen Guohua.

While waiting for Chen Guohua to move his quilt, pickles, books and other things to the car.

Fan Xinhe was already having a very lively chat with Old Man Dong.

"Guohua, since you have already started working, will you come back here to study in the future?"

"Come back, I still have to take the college entrance examination."

After hearing what Old Man Dong said, Chen Guohua explained with a smile, but the former was quite confused.

Because if he was working and reviewing at the same time, could Chen Guohua be able to handle it?

Don’t draw water from a bamboo basket and it will be all in vain. It will be too late to regret.

In this regard, Chen Guohua naturally said that he would work harder.

After chatting for a while, Chen Guohua left in the car.

Returning to Nanluogu Lane, Chen Guohua moved his luggage home, and then went to the flea market.

However, this time, he went there by himself.

He didn't dare to trouble Fan Xinhe anymore.

The other party also wanted to give him five yuan as an emergency, but Chen Guohua declined.

At the beginning of the month before, he brought eight yuan from Majiafen.

After using it recently, I still have two dollars left.

Yesterday when he was at the plastic factory, Zheng Yongjun paid him 13 yuan and [-] cents for the translation.

Therefore, he still has 15 yuan and [-] cents, which is completely enough.

When Chen Guohua walked to the flea market, it was almost sunset.

The entire market is not very big, but it is not very small either.

Most of them are garbage after the city wall was dismantled, as well as some unwanted wood, etc.

Starting in [-], the former capital city walls were gradually dismantled.

Most of the building materials, such as bricks, wood, etc., are well preserved.

But there are always some things that are damaged and then thrown directly into the flea market.

There are also many people who come here, especially children, who like to play here.

Chen Guohua also picked up some broken bricks and some wood.

No matter whether it is broken or not, if you want to take it away, you have to pay for it.

Of course, the price is not expensive.

For example, one hundred pounds of wood costs one penny.

If you are lucky enough to pick up a good product, it may cost more than a penny.

Just when Chen Guohua raised his head, he happened to meet someone's eyes.

"Hey, isn't this Chen Guohua? Why are you here picking up trash?"

(End of this chapter)