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Chapter Thirty-eight

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    In the early spring of 1989, Gao Juzi got a lot of wood and made furniture in the yard of his old home.  The master who made the furniture was invited from Ningbo and spoke a soft-spoken southern dialect. Sometimes the Zhao family could not understand his request, so he wrote it on paper for the Zhao family to read.

    In this era, there is no concept of home decoration, and there are no genres.  The luxury of furniture is calculated with legs.  For example, the most popular forty-eight legs: refers to a total of forty-eight legs for a big bed, a large wardrobe, a flat cabinet, a bedside table, a desk, a square table, a sofa, and a tea table.  The relatively rare electrical appliances in the home are called seven machines: radios, tape recorders, TV sets, sewing machines, washing machines, cameras, and refrigerators.

    The Zhao family beat a lot of furniture this time, more than forty-eight legs.  In order for the three sons in the family to use this set of furniture to death, Gao Juzi entrusted his relationship with other places to buy a lot of high-quality red pine and ash, and piled them in the front yard of his home.  On the day when the logs were unloaded, many neighbors came to watch. Gao Juzi was very generous this time. You can look around and ask freely. My old Zhao¡¯s demobilization fee is all here.  She held up a cigarette and gave out one to anyone she saw, explaining where the money came from.  Zhao Xuejun stopped him several times, but Gao Juzi wanted to confess her husband too much. This matter is really difficult, and it will probably become darker and darker.

    Ever since Zhao's house was renovated, there has been an irresistible atmosphere inside the municipal party committee.  Many people went to see the house, to see the new bathtub and flush toilet that the old Zhao family bought from other places.  Grandma couldn't squat down, so Zhao Jianguo made the decision this time and installed a toilet in the bathroom outside the master bedroom.  In recent years, most of the homes are equipped with squat toilets, while seated toilets are a Western-style thing, probably only found in big hotels in Beijing.  There are also newly hung plaster ceilings, and those fine carpets bought in Xinjiang.  Zhao Jianguo was terrified in his heart, but he didn't show it.

    "Junjun, where do you look at the wood?" Lao Huang, an uncle of the neighbor, strolled around pushing a dilapidated permanent bicycle, and asked Zhao Xuejun with a smile on his face.

    Zhao Xuejun was disgusted in his heart. This old Huang once jumped up and down to report his father.  More than once, he saw this man standing in the middle of the crowd at the gate of the farmer's market, making irresponsible remarks. As long as others are doing well, he will definitely find something to torment you.  You're having a hard time, and he's content.  Strange to say, no one in the municipal party committee would dare to mess with this person.  Even some upper-level leaders smiled when they saw him.  His name is Huang Wenming. He used to be a member of the same office as his father, and now he is a deputy department-level cadre.

    "Yes, Uncle Huang, I'm off work." Zhao Xuejun greeted with a smile.

    "It's off work, it's off work, I don't buy vegetables here, I can't compare with your father, your father is now a nanny, and I also have a small second floor, look, this is furniture for the new home, right? This is mahogany  Right? Where did the wood come from? It¡¯s really good, Junjun, your father can really do it.¡± Lao Huang said in a clich¨¦.

    "Wood, I bought it in the Northeast. A relative of my mother's owns a forest farm there. If Uncle Huang wants to make furniture, tell my mother that she will get some for you. The Northeast has a lot of wood." Zhao Xuejun  The deputy young man answered calmly.

    "It will cost a lot of money, right?" Huang Wenming continued to inquire with envy.

    "That's right, my dad's demobilization fee, and my mother's wages have been here for the past few years. My mother is still nagging about borrowing money these days."

    Lao Huang stood up, kicked down the pile of wood piled on the ground, and pushed the cart away with a trace of undisguised jealousy.

    "Isn't that Huang Wenming? What did Junjun ask you?" Gao Juzi came over with half a pack of cigarettes and asked his son.

    "He asked where our wood came from, and I said relatives in the Northeast got it, and he left." Zhao Xuejun looked helpless.

    "Don't talk to him, his heart is dark. Do you remember the dead baby lost in our yard last time? It was caused by his wife who works in the obstetrics and gynecology department of the city hospital. It was your Aunt Kajin who quietly followed  Mom said it. She got off work that day and saw Huang Wenming wandering around our house." Gao Juzi spit at Huang Wenming's back.

    Min Shun brought some friends, and Zhao Xuebing and Song Changan also brought the boys from the football team to unload the car.  These kids have been busy all morning.  Gao Juzi gave Zhao Xuebing fifty yuan and told him to finish his work and take the children to have dinner together.  Zhao Xuejun was not in good health, so he just sat and watched.

    The group of people huddled together to smoke after unloading the car, Zhao Xuejun waved to the second brother, Song Changan and Min Shun, and then they muttered together for a while, Zhao Xuebing looked angry, as if looking for someone to fight  Later, Song Changan held him back and whispered something into his ear. Zhao Xuebing was puzzled, but Zhao Xuejun looked at Song Changan and smiled sullenly.

    A few days later, a few old cadres who were exercising in the government yard found a glass reading window in front of the government.?The thing you care about is the most memorable memory.  On the day of moving, we can call it the journey of Orange mother looking for memories, a day when she was emotionally crying.

    She would cry when she saw the open cotton trousers that the children were wearing.  Seeing the little ducks drawn behind the cabinets when the kids were in kindergarten would cry.  She will cry when she finds her dowry, a red plastic shelf with a missing lens The old home is like a big treasure house, it collects all your memories unintentionally, every corner, every object is like this.

    ? Since Building No. 12 of Government Courtyard No. 3 was completed, its owner has never moved here.  Zhao Jianguo has always been afraid of his new life.  Not anymore, Zhao Jianguo is going all out.  He no longer cares about whether he can be successful in his career. Apart from his physical ability, Zhao Jianguo also feels that this is very good now, and he dare not ask for anything more.  He dare not say that he is not happy. Although his wife sometimes loses control easily, but now she is supporting the family, and she is a single-minded contributor to the whole family.  He doesn't have to worry about the future of the three sons, he just needs to take good care of his old mother.  As the happiest man in history in the 1980s, if he asked for anything, he would probably be struck by lightning.

    The day before the Zhao family made furniture, the family got together and held a democratic life meeting.  During the meeting, Zhao Jianguo's request for a special bookcase, special reading sofa, desk lamp, and writing desk was unanimously approved.

    Zhao Xuewen wrote a letter requesting that he have a small corner in the bedroom to entertain friends, such as two single sofas and one coffee table.  He asked for a tape recorder for learning, and the vote was unanimous.

    Zhao Xuebing said that the basement was empty. In addition to storing some old food and discarded old furniture there, he asked to occupy the remaining two rooms in the basement, and all votes were rejected.  The reason for the veto was that Gao Juzi was worried that others would think that Zhao Xuebing had picked it up.

    Zhao Xuejun had no other requirements, he said whatever he wanted.

    Regarding the design of the new home, Gao Juzi has her own views. In the past few years, she has purchased goods back and forth. She has been to many places, and she is very satisfied with the kind of western-style modular furniture sold in big places.  It looks like high and low cabinets, wine cabinets, TV cabinets, and western-style floor leather.  By the way, there are also carpets, which can also be ordered to buy a few rolls at the state-run market in Xinjiang to shop at home.  From now on, no light bulbs will be allowed at home, and everyone will change the light tubes!  Want big tube lights!  She Gaojuzi is not afraid of power consumption.  There are two layers of curtains, one layer of white gauze and one layer of floral cloth It seems that this is the only thing that can reach the sky.

    Newly bought carpets, floor leather, white gauze and floral cloth that cannot be bought in small towns were also brought back.  In the past, the precious big boxes, dressing cabinets and so on of the whole family all went to the basement.  When they moved, the old Zhao family sat in the front yard and sighed. Before, they always felt that they had very little, but now it seems that every part of life is full.

    "Xuebing, mom found your tiger hat. It was made by your grandma. When I was a student, I said why I couldn't find it So it was put here." Gao Juzi held an orange inlaid white hat.  The tiger hat with rabbit fur edged around excitedly.  After turning around, she put the hat on Zhao Xuebing's head, looked at it for a while, and cried again.

    Zhao Xuebing held a pile of rubbish in his hand: "This is the slingshot I used when I was a child, right? Wellthe colored chalks I hidare all treasures, all treasures."

    Grandma was sitting in the front yard with a smile, holding a lamb in her hand, watching Zhao Jianguo and others digging the hawthorn and walnut trees in the front yard.  He was afraid that the workers would be careless and hurt the roots of the tree, so he finally started to do it himself.

    The family members were all gone, Zhao Xuejun took the newly bought camera at home, and clicked and clicked to take pictures in the old house.  When we moved in our previous life, we didn't have this awareness.  And then after many years, they can always dream about this old house, the old roof.

    Now he wants to take pictures of every corner of the house.  The appearance before moving and the appearance after moving should be kept.  Dad's wicker chair, Mom's vintage dresser.  The chicken coop and coal pond in the front yardZhao Xuejun was taking pictures happily, and someone outside the house asked loudly.  Since the house was empty, this question seemed a bit loud.

    "Excuse me, is this Zhao Jianguo's home?!"

    Zhao Xuejun put away his camera and came to the gate of the backyard, but he was stunned when he went out.  This man was about twenty years old, wearing a white-gray jacket and a pair of army green trousers.  Of course, these are not important, what is important is that this man looks very similar to his father those eyes, that bridge of nose, that pointed chin

    Zhao Xuejun couldn't help sweating from his white hair.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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