Chu Yue walked into the small building.
It was still the same layout he was familiar with.
There was a narrow corridor in the room, and on the right side of the corridor was the bedroom on the first floor.
The corridor led directly to the stairs on the second floor and the kitchen on the first floor.
Chu Yue walked straight into the bedroom on the first floor.
The layout of the bedroom on the first floor was a single room. There was almost no living room. There was a heated brick bed, two chairs, and an old-fashioned cabinet. On the cabinet was the television that Chu Yue had brought over a few days ago.
His grandmother, Shi Yu, was sitting on the brick bed. She was wearing presbyopic glasses and sewing clothes.
His grandfather, Chu Ziqiang, and his uncle, Fang Xin, were sitting on the chair and on the kang respectively.
It was just like the familiar appearance in Chu Yue's memory.
Chu Yue's grandmother, Shi Yu, was like this in Chu Yue's memories.
Every time she came to Grandpa's house, Grandma would sit on the brick bed, either sewing clothes or reading the newspaper.
Grandma's family background was good before the war.
They were from a landlord family, unlike some people who talked about their own family and thought that their family was a landlord and rich old man. It was as if their freedom had made their family poor.
In fact, the solution. In the past, more than 95% of the people's families were just poor farmers. If the cultivated land in China was calculated according to the family property that those people said, then the cultivated land in China was dozens of times more than what actually existed.
Chu Yue's grandmother was an intellectual. Her father was a professor at Rongcheng University before the revolution. He was also considered a scholar. There were many scholars in the family, most of them were Elementary Scholars, and a few were Juren.
Shi Yu himself had graduated from a high school for girls before the Liberation. Later, his studies were interrupted because of the war.
Chu Ziqiang's grandfather, Chu Ziqiang, had been studying hard on his own because he wanted to improve himself. There was another reason that Chu Ziqiang did not mention, but Chu Yue could roughly guess it.
She just didn't want to be left behind by Grandma and be treated as an uncultured person.
Shi Yu had never looked down on him, but his grandfather's personality was too strong. He felt that he could not do it and had to improve.
"Grandpa, Grandma, Uncle, Happy New Year!”Chu Yue greeted.
"Little Yue is here!"
Grandma put down her needlework and greeted Chu Yue with a smile when she saw him.
Chu Yue's heart warmed." Yes, Grandma, I'm here!" he said.”
Shi Yu smiled and nodded.
Chu Yue was extremely familiar with this scene.
Grandma didn't talk much and was usually very quiet.
Previously, due to some reasons, Shi Yu's legs were not good for walking and he rarely went out. He spent most of his time sitting on the brick bed, reading newspapers and doing needlework.
His grandfather had always kept the heated brick bed in his house because Chu Ziqiang knew that his wife's legs were not very good. The heated brick bed could make his wife feel better.
The old couple had never shown their affection like the young ones, but their previous feelings for each other were revealed in these silent details.
"Chu Yue is here!"
Chu Yue's uncle, Fang Xin, also greeted him with a smile.
Fang Xin is fair. He was the deputy captain of the Criminal Investigation Unit of the Security Bureau. He was thirty-seven years old this year and a burly man from Shandong.
He studied at the police academy in Rong City. After graduation, he did not return to Shandong and was assigned to Rong City.
It was more traditional in Shandong. Fang Xin and Chu Yue's aunt, Chu Ziwen, had originally returned to Shandong to celebrate the new year. However, Fang Xin was the youngest in the family. His mother died early, and his father was old and in poor health. It had been a hundred years the year before last, so now he would come here with his aunt to celebrate the new year.
"Chu Yue, come! Sit next to me!"
Grandpa Chu Ziqiang said to Chu Yue.
When Chu Yue saw his grandfather, he was a little excited.
Chu Ziqiang wasn't tall, about 1.6 meters tall.
In that era, nutrition was not good, and most people were not tall. 1.67 meters was considered a standard figure at that time.
However, Chu Ziqiang had always been in good spirits.
His body was thin, but he was full of energy. His spirit was hale and hearty, and his eyes flickered from time to time.
At this moment, he was wearing a Chinese tunic suit. He beckoned Chu Yue to sit on the chair beside him.
This seat was not ordinary. Chu Ziqiang had always reserved it for his descendants who performed the best in the year.
Now, Chu Yue was here because he felt that he had done a good job this year.
It was a form of recognition.
Chu Yue nodded and walked over. He sat on the seat next to his grandfather, which was separated by a small tea table.
At this moment, Chu Jianguo, Tan Hong, and Chu Jianjun also walked in.
After Tan Hong greeted them, she went to the kitchen to help out.
Chu Yue's aunt, Chu Ziwen, and second aunt were also chatting while cooking. Tan Hong immediately blended in. She put on an apron and started chatting with her sister-in-law and sister-in-law while cooking.
Chu Jianguo and Chu Jianjun stayed in the house, sitting on the brick bed or standing. They chatted with the old man about work and some of the things that happened in Rong City.
Everyone was used to this, and no one felt that there was anything wrong with it. Their respective characters were very clear and harmonious, unlike later on, when there was a bunch of stupid things.
Chu Yue took out a table tennis bat from the things he brought and gave it to Chu Ziqiang with both hands. He said,""Grandpa, I know you like to play table tennis. I bought a pretty good racket before. You can try it at the activity center in the future.”
"Haha, good!" Chu Ziqiang was quite happy and put away his racket.
After chatting for a while, Chu Ziqiang changed the topic to Chu Yue.
"Xiao Yue did well this year!"
"I went to Big Brother's place to trade and even went to Little Book's place! You've earned money, and you're still very thoughtful!"
"The things you brought back from the notebook are all good, especially the folding electric wheelchair for your grandmother. It's so convenient! I can take your grandmother out to relax and solve a problem!”Chu Ziqiang said.
"Yes, that thing is quite convenient." Shi Yu also nodded and said.
Chu Yue smiled. He had specially bought this wheelchair in his notebook so that his grandmother, who had difficulty walking, could go out and bask in the sun.
Chu Ziqiang did not object to his descendants earning money.
The old master was upright, not stupid, and not stubborn.
What he opposed was evil practices, not normal trade.
On the contrary, Chu Ziqiang was very supportive of his family working hard to improve their lives as long as they did not break the law.
As the director of the Light Industry Bureau, Chu Ziqiang knew the power of the economy.
He also understood the people's desire to live a good life.
"Little Yue, tell me, what did you learn from Big Brother and the notebook? Which side developed better? What's the difference between China and America?"
Chu Ziqiang asked.
Instantly, everyone's eyes focused on Chu Yue.
" In terms of development, of course Big Brother is stronger," Chu Yue said." However, the development of the script is much stronger than Big Brother."”
" The main thing is that their route is different from Big Brother's. It's market oriented. Ordinary people are living quite well, but there might be a crisis now..."
Chu Yue talked about what he had done in the past year and what he had seen and heard in Big Brother and the notebook.
Chu Ziqiang listened very seriously. He nodded from time to time and asked questions when he didn't understand.
Fang Xin and Chu Jianjun were also very interested.
In that case, more than an hour had passed.
When Chu Yue was almost done, Chu Ziqiang nodded and sighed."I really didn't expect the little notebook to be so developed! Even light industrial products were made to such detail.”
"It seems that if China wants to catch up, they have to put in a lot of effort!”
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