Rebirth of Everyday Life In the 1970s - Chapter 69

When Xu Shidao arrived in Yuexi Village early the next morning, the redness and swelling on Xu Shujian’s lips had not subsided.

Xu Shidao is the only son of Xu Junmin and the father of Xu Shujian.

“Dad—” Xu Shidao choked up and knelt on the ground with a plop, followed by tears.

“Appropriate way?” Xu Junmin was shocked. After the shock, he staggered forward two steps to support the incoming person. When he touched the opponent’s scrawny wrist, his eyes were red: “Why are you like this?”

“When I first entered the prison, I was sick for a while because of the inadequacy of the soil and water…” Xu Shi sobbed, not daring to say too much in detail.

When the two cried enough, with Xu Shujian’s help, Xu Junmin helped Xu Shidao up and asked, “When did you come out?”

Xu Shidao pulled his sleeves and wiped his face, then put on a pair of flushed eyes, his face was filled with excitement and excitement: “Three days ago.”

At that time, he was driven by the prison guards and rushed to work on the quarry with other prisoners. The warden’s bicycle suddenly rushed out and stopped in front of him—

It was so caught off guard, his family was rehabilitated after the sun and the moon changed into a new sky.

Hearing this, Zhao Cheng couldn’t help asking: “Suitable, why are you alone, Xinmin and Xinze?”

Zhao Xinmin and Zhao Xinze are his two sons.

Xu Shidao only remembered this incident. He said hurriedly: “They all came out too, but Xinze was sick with pneumonia and had been sent to the hospital. The doctor said there were no complications and it was not very serious. Because Xinmin had to stay in the hospital. Take care of Xinze, so I’m here alone.”

Hearing this, Zhao Chengyu looked anxious. He knew the disease of pneumonia. Several of his comrades had survived the rain of bullets and finally died of this disease. Xu Shidao said that Zhao Xinze was not seriously ill, how could he believe it if he was eager to think.

He panicked, and all he was thinking about was the youngest son. He said anxiously: “Then what are we doing in a daze, pack things up, go back.”

Zhao Chengyu’s ‘return’ is like a divine enlightenment, awakening Xu Shujian and others who are immersed in joy.

Xu Junmin couldn’t hide his excitement on his face. He clenched his fists, took a deep breath, and said vigorously: “Okay, pack things up and go back to the capital.”

“Right, Dad,” Xu Shujian coughed lightly, his eyes flickered: “Our ticket to go back—”

“You don’t need to worry about this, it’s already ready.” Xu Shidao interrupted him directly.

“How many?” Xu Shujian suffocated two words.

“Six.” Xu Shidao didn’t quite understand why his son would ask that way.

Their family plus Zhao Chengyu and two drivers, six tickets are just right.

“Shu Jian means that you want to find a way to get an extra ticket, preferably with us.” It was Xu Junmin who spoke.

“Get one more?” Xu Shi didn’t know why, and then under Xu Junmin’s signal, he followed the other’s gaze and looked at Xu Shujian, to be precise, at the dark tall young man standing beside Xu Shujian.

Song Fengchen bent down a little and said respectfully: “Hello, uncle, I am Shu Jian’s boyfriend, um, object.”

“Right, object?” Xu Shi opened his mouth. He was familiar with these two words. But when he said it from Song Fengchen’s mouth, he didn’t understand it very well, especially when the two words Shujian were followed.

Xu Shidao looked at Xu Junmin subconsciously, and the meaning of inquiry couldn’t be more obvious.

Xu Junmin nodded without changing his face.

…

Song Fengchen has a lot of belongings.

A little more than 40,000 in cash, a wad of all kinds of nationally accepted tickets, of which the denomination of a handful of food stamps alone is no less than five to six thousand catties.

A set of Gu Jingzhou purple clay teapots.

A Seagull brand SLR camera, there are more than 20 rolls of film.

Two golden pens.

One party inkstone.

Three hundred twenty-four years old Pu’er tea, a jar of Junshan silver needles.

A fifty-year-old ginseng.

Twenty catties of Tiepi Fengdou, 13 catties of Dendrobium syrup, and ten catties of Dendrobium medicinal wine.

These are big heads.

The rest, such as cigars, coffee, wine, dendrobium flower, gastrodia, Maotai, Cordyceps, and Chinese tobacco, are not of low value.

The Chen family received the news and came over with sacks. The first sentence they entered was: “Uncle San, are you going to the capital with Mr. Xu and the others?”

“Yeah.” Song Fengchen took the sack and planned to pack everything sorted out on the ground in the sack.

Chen Er’s sister-in-law saw her and quickly stepped forward to help. She asked, “Then you will come back later?”

“Should not…” Halfway through the conversation, as if thinking of something, Song Fengchen changed his mind: “I will come back when I am free.”

It wasn’t because there was something worth remembering here, it was purely that he was still thinking about the large piece of Dendrobium officinale on the cliff behind the mountain.

Considering that the place was too dangerous, he dispelled the idea of ​​revealing it to the Chen family or Zhao boss.

Dendrobium officinale is a good thing. He is not short of money now, but it is still possible to get some for his family to enjoy or give as gifts.

Song Fengchen continued: “When the time comes, my house will trouble the second sister-in-law. You can watch it for me.”

Chen Er’s sister-in-law nodded: “Okay.”

“Then I’ll give you the key later.” Song Fengchen thought for a while: “If there is my second sister, I won’t go there. Qi Yan will just say hello to me.”

What Song Fengchen said could not be sparse, and it didn’t seem like a younger brother could say it. But the boss of the Chen family didn’t plan to think about other things either, he promised: “No problem.”

“Okay.” After packing up the things he was going to take away, Song Fengchen divided the part of Fengdou, sugar paste, Tianma, Moutai, etc., which he had left behind, into three parts. The bulk was prepared for Zheng Dehui and the others. After all, they still have to be here. Stay longer.

He pointed to the remaining two copies and said: “The second sister-in-law on the left is to replenish your body, as it is a little bit of my heart. The one on the right hand side, please help Qiyan to help me pass it to my second sister.”

It’s too expensive. Second sister-in-law Chen wanted to refuse subconsciously, but before she could speak, she heard Song Fengchen continue to say: “The furniture and bedding in my house. Second sister-in-law, if you find it useful, take them all. Anyway, for a long time. If you don’t use it, it’s easy to break. But if I come back to Yuexi Village at that time, I will have to trouble my second sister-in-law to arrange my board and lodging.”

Now that Song Fengchen has said this, Chen Er’s sister-in-law is not good at rejecting it. She can only nod her head: “Let’s do it!”

Song Fengchen was ready here. Looking at the bullpen, Xu Shidao, who had in-depth communication with Xu Junmin, thought for a long time. After making enough psychological preparations, he lifted his foot into the kitchen.

Hearing footsteps, Xu Shujian looked up at the door of the room, saw someone coming, and stopped cutting vegetables.

He opened his mouth: “Dad.”

Xu Shidao responded, and he thoughtfully said: “I know everything about you and Song Fengchen.”

Xu Shujian simply put down the kitchen knife in his hand, “Yes.”

“I haven’t been in contact with him, and I don’t know who he is, but your grandfather has a very good evaluation of him. I believe in his old man’s eyes.” Xu Shi sank: “As your father, a person who is here, I only I want to know one thing, how much of your stay with him is because you like him, and how much is because the father and their lives were in his hands at the time. You have no choice but to compromise.”

Xu Shujian didn’t want to hide Xu Shi’s words: “It used to be half and half.”

This is the truth.

Xu Shidao felt a little better: “What about now?”

Xu Shujian’s lips were slightly bent, and he whispered softly: “He’s fine!”

These three words are enough.

Facing the faint light in Xu Shujian’s eyes, Xu Shidao couldn’t understand his son’s thoughts, and his heart fell completely.

“Alright.” Xu Shi said with a sigh: “Since you have identified him, then live with him. This time, with your grandpa and I staring at him, there will never be another wish for peace, right?”

Hearing the name, Xu Shujian frowned slightly.

Xu Shidao just said casually: “By the way, does he know what happened to you before?”

Xu Shujian was taken aback.

Xu Shidao was also stunned: “You haven’t told him?”

Xu Shujian nodded hard. On the one hand, it was difficult to speak up, and on the other hand, he felt unnecessary. After all, he originally thought that he had been in Yuexi Village for the rest of his life.

But now they are going back to the capital, which means they will meet Zhu Anshi sooner or later…

“Just in case, if he knows about this, what should he do if he gets upset and has trouble with you?” Xu Shidao followed the male chauvinism that prevailed in the male community of this era.

“He is not such a person.” Even though he said that, Xu Shujian was suspicious in his heart.

What if it is?

Xu Shujian’s heart was upset for a moment, he pursed the corners of his lips, as if he had made up some idea, and said in a dull voice: “It doesn’t matter, just turn the person back and talk.”

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