Yi Zhonghai turned his head and looked. He finally calmed down.
The deaf old lady was here.
The Deaf Old Lady was a five-guarantee household living in a courtyard house. Because she had made military shoes for the Hong Army during the Anti-Japanese War, sent military rations, and was a model for supporting the front.
The deaf old lady's husband and son had died during the war, so she had no children. The country considered her contributions and gave her the five guarantees.
The so-called five guarantees were to ensure food, clothing, medical care, preservation, and burial.
The Deaf Old Lady was alone and old.
She couldn't cook alone, so she ate with Yi Zhonghai.
In the courtyard house, the Deaf Old Lady's prestige was still very high.
However, Yang Zhenguo did not fawn over her.
Because Yang Zhenguo knew that the Deaf Old Lady was not a fair person.
In her eyes, only Silly Zhu and Yi Zhonghai were her close friends. As for the other people in the Siheyuan, the Deaf Old Lady would pretend to be deaf and mute when it came to important matters.
Therefore, the deaf old lady was not really deaf.
Jia Zhang-shi was not afraid of anyone in the courtyard house because she was an old woman.
But in front of the deaf old lady, Jia Zhang-shi's tactic of acting old and pretending to be old would not work.
The deaf old lady was older than Jia Zhangshi by more than twenty years.
That was why the Deaf Old Lady addressed Jia Zhangshi as the Zhang family's servant girl.
"Old lady, our great boy wants to go to the countryside to cut the queue and become a farmer! My good grandson has never suffered so much before. If he died, wouldn't he lose his life there?”
Jia Zhang-shi was crying and snot, trying to seek sympathy from the deaf old lady.
The Deaf Old Lady glared at him and poked the ground with her walking stick.
"Zhang girl, how many days have you eaten?" Forgetting his roots so quickly? Weren't you also a farmer a few days ago? In our Yanjing City, which family wasn't a farmer three generations ago? So what if they were farmers? You can't live as a farmer?"
"Alright, wipe your tears for me. This punk is weak. I see that a few years of fighting in the countryside will only benefit him.”
Although the Deaf Old Lady was old, her voice was full of energy.
Yang Zhenguo was at home with Zheng Juan, Zheng Guangming, and his family of three, drinking hot chicken soup when he heard the deaf old lady lecturing Jia Zhangshi.
"The old lady is really smart. Guangming, drink another bowl."
"Brother Zhenguo, I heard from my mother that my grandfather's generation was really a farmer.”Little Light burped.
"Brother Zhenguo, do you really want to go to the countryside to cut the queue?”Zheng Juan was also very curious and asked Yang Zhenguo.
"It should be something that's set in stone. Otherwise, why would his grandmother cry so hard?”Yang Zhenguo took a sip of the chicken soup that the chef, Shazhu, had cooked for an entire night. His stomach felt warm, especially in this cold winter and snowy weather.
It was really too comfortable.
"Brother Zhenguo, isn't it good to cut the queue in the countryside? I heard from my mother that when she was in the countryside, the river was flooded in summer. She could catch fish with a straw hat. In winter, she could even see roe deers when she went up the mountain. As long as you called it loudly, it would stand there and look back at you.”
Jichun in Jiang-Liao Province was in the northeast. It was indeed like that in the 1960s and 1970s.
They were only talking about going to the countryside to cut in line.
Yang Zhenguo was also deep in thought. He had never experienced cutting in line in the countryside, but he had seen it in some literary works of later generations.
The passion and youth of that era was not something he could comment on.
However, Yang Zhenguo would not go to the countryside to cut the queue.
His system had already been activated, and it was bound to the two rooms in the Siheyuan of Tonggong Alley.
After coming to this world, he coincidentally picked up Zheng Juan.
Yang Zhenguo only wanted to live a good life. As for the beasts in the courtyard, Yang Zhenguo was unwilling to pay attention to them.
Of course, ignoring them did not mean that they were afraid of them.
If others didn't offend me, I wouldn't offend them.
If someone offends me, I'll beat him until he doesn't want to do it again!
This was what happened to Silly Zhu, who had rushed in without Yang Zhenguo's permission.
And Yang Zhenguo knew that after beating up Silly Zhu, and now that the meme was confirmed to be going to the countryside to cut the queue, then he would have a conflict with Silly Zhu, the Jia family, and Yi Zhonghai.
However, Yang Zhenguo was not afraid.
In terms of fighting, he had the strength of General Li Cunxiao. In terms of status, Yang Zhenguo was the orphan of a martyr. Yang Zhenguo was not ambiguous in terms of martial arts or literature!
It was the 22nd of the twelfth lunar month.
Carrying the quilt roll on his back, the stick terrier dejectedly went to the countryside to cut the queue.
It was said that the place where they cut the queue was very far away. It was in a small village in the remote northeast.
After Jia Zhangshi walked out of the courtyard, she moved a chair to the middle courtyard and scolded the backyard.
Because it was almost the New Year, Yang Zhenguo would sign in every day during this period of time.
The rewards included flour, vermicelli, noodles, brown sugar, beef, mutton, food coupons, and so on!
Therefore, Yang Zhenguo was not in a hurry to buy supplies for the New Year.
Yang Zhenguo and Zheng Guangming were still lying on the brick bed. Zheng Juan was busy by the stove, making breakfast for the three of them. Then, Yang Zhenguo and Zheng Guangming were awakened by Jia Zhangshi's scolding.
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