The leisurely life of rebirth

Especially where her eyes went, goosebumps appeared on his skin. The heating in the room could not warm up the biting cold.

"Nan Nan is back." Grandma said with an embarrassed smile. She wanted to move forward, but found that the person behind her was holding on to her clothes.

Fang Monan walked into the room, sat lazily on the sofa, crossed his legs, held his chin in his hand, blinked, and asked pretending to be curious, "Grandma, who are they?"

Grandma pulled down the clothes he was holding and sat on the sofa, "They are your second uncle's sons, now named Wu Guoyong, Wu Xu and Wu Pingping."

"Second uncle!" Fang Monan pretended to be surprised and said, "Grandma doesn't only have one son, but when will another one pop up? And why are their surnames not Mo, but Wu!" [

"I will soon recognize my ancestor and return to the clan and change my surname back to Mo." Wu Xu shouted.

"Really!" Fang Monan said disapprovingly. She remembered that their family never changed their surname back to Mo in their previous life. Because they were farmers and non-farmers, she remembered that their three children spent 20,000 to 30,000 yuan to buy all three children.

I got a city registered residence and changed my surname back to Mo.

Later, when registering for an ID card, Wu Xu used the surname Wu. For this reason, he had to talk a lot when applying for a bank card and a driver's license. In the end, thanks to a good relationship, the names were finally consistent, and he was always called Wu Xu.

In the 1950s, urban and rural populations could still migrate to each other. However, since the three-year difficult period, under the conditions of social management and food supply restrictions, the state has implemented a system of supplying commercial grains based on population limits to the urban population's living rations.

It is easy to move and settle from the city to the countryside, but it is difficult to move from the countryside to the city.

Under normal circumstances, except for the rural population who can change from an agricultural population to a non-agricultural population due to recruitment of workers, recruitment of cadres, etc. due to changes in their status and personnel relationships, and register their household registration in cities to live, the agricultural population cannot settle in the city.

Nor can they enjoy the country’s quantitative commodity grain supply.

City dwellers with pale skin always yearn for the rural customs and pastoral life behind the fence. The biggest wish of farmers who are busy with spring plowing and autumn harvest is to gain an opportunity to "jump out of the farm gate".

In the early 1990s, "converting farmers to non-agriculture" was very popular in society. If farmers facing the loess and turning their backs to the sky could spend money to buy an urban household registration, it would mean that they could eat "commercial grain" for the rest of their lives and live the lives of urbanites.

Whether you live well or not is up to you. This policy has allowed hukou dealers to make a lot of money. Chinese people like to take advantage of loopholes all the time.

Because China's household registration system is tied to the corresponding social welfare distribution. Once upon a time, if you had an urban household registration and became a "city dweller", you could enjoy the country's commodity grain supply and be allocated housing through your unit or collective. That's it.

If the state assigns jobs, you can enjoy many advantages such as schooling, medical care, and social security...

Therefore, many people did this back then. However, the transformation of society soon made people realize that it was just a household registration book. With the liberalization of food prices, housing liberalization, etc., it was not easy to escape from the farm gate and discover that in the city.

The changes are even greater, everything is changing. Social welfare items have been reduced or eliminated.

Everything still depends on money, money has the final say.

Wu Pingping tugged at his sleeves and signaled him to stop talking. What else did Wu Xu want to say?

"Grandma, what are you going to do about it?" Fang Monan didn't bother to write here and asked directly.

Fang Monan raised his eyes and glanced at the person behind his grandma. He looked talented and tall.

What did Wu Xu say? In the previous life, the Fang family had the most contact with this person. He was an ordinary person. He had the advantages of an ordinary person, but the disadvantage was that he was a bit snobbish and married a snobbish wife. But really, they are not a family.

People don't enter a house.

When a person reaches forty, he can achieve a little success, and if he does some business, he will be more than good enough. His wife is restless, has shallow eyelids, and has a mean mouth. After they got married, they gradually became far away from the Fang family.

Especially after Fang Monan went abroad, his father raised money everywhere but never borrowed a cent, which made the relationship even more serious. Later, I heard that his wife had cheated on him, divorced him, and married a woman who was twenty years younger than him.

.I won’t know after that.

Grandma sighed, looked at the two of them and said, "I plan to send a telegram to your second uncle and ask him to take Wu Xu back. I can't see him. As for Pingping, she is studying here now, so just stay!"

"Grandma, I won't go back." Wu Xu shouted, "Who wants to go back to some poor ravine? Grandma, can't I change it?" [

It is indeed a poor ravine. The factory where Wu Guoyong worked was a factory established during the third-line construction. The third-line construction was caused by the breakup between China and the Soviet Union in the 1950s and 1960s, and the US offensive on the southeastern coast. It was a large-scale historical background at that time.

The industrial relocation process is comparable in scale to the inward relocation of coastal industries during the eight-year Anti-Japanese War.

However, because the construction sites were too remote, this construction method caused serious waste and inconvenience to the subsequent business development. However, third-line construction has also become an important aid to the industrialization of the central and western regions.

In the 1960s, the country proposed large-scale decentralization and small-scale concentration. A few cutting-edge national defense projects should be "backed, dispersed, and hidden", which is referred to as mountains, scattered, and caves. Some even need to be built into caves, and the third-line construction was announced.

A large number of factories and talents originally located in big cities entered the western mountainous areas. Under the slogans such as "Be prepared for war and prepare for famine for the people" and "Good people are good at the third front", 4 million workers, cadres, intellectuals, People's Liberation Army officers and soldiers and tens of millions of migrant workers

, picked up a backpack, traveled through mountains and rivers, and came to the deep mountains, canyons, desert wilderness in the southwest and northwest of the motherland, where they ate and slept in the open air, carried people on their shoulders, and built industrial and mining enterprises, scientific research units and colleges with hardship, blood, sweat and lives.

In the early days of the Great Unrest, the Third Front was also where a large number of educated youths went. Due to national defense considerations, these factories were located in remote and scattered locations, causing the company's subsequent development to enter a bottleneck.

Nearly 90% of the projects developed in the third tier are far away from the city and mostly scattered in mountainous areas. Most of them have one factory and one factory, and some even have one factory and multiple locations. The layout is ridiculed as "sheep shit", "melon-vine style" and "village style".

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Moreover, information is limited in mountainous areas, and the products produced often fail to keep up with world trends and appear outdated. Sometimes natural disasters such as flash floods occur in mountainous areas, and companies often suffer heavy losses.

After the heavy snow closed the mountains in winter, workers were even more isolated from the world. At that time, people used the saying "a few months in the cave, a thousand years in the world" to describe the isolation of these factories and the harsh and harsh environment. Therefore, many hospitals in factories and mining units,

Shops and school facilities are all available, turning it into a closed society. Many cities even emerged because of third-tier construction.

However, with the reform and opening up, the industry in these places has not kept up with the historical trend, and many third-tier construction units have difficulty in developing due to their remote and closed locations.

Those who were able and connected returned to their place of origin, while those who were incompetent had no choice but to stick to their positions until one day the factory closed down and they had to find their own way out.

Wu Guoyong had no choice. The factory's efficiency was getting worse day by day. He thought of his mother who was far away in the central and eastern parts of the country. It was better than the children living in this poor valley.

So I came to Qianli Xunqian. In the previous life, my grandma’s family was not wealthy and she left her children behind. Let alone this life.

The factory where Wu Guoyong works is a military factory left over from the third-line construction. It is very large and has tens of thousands of workers. Due to national consolidation, he stayed in the old factory. The main factory issued production tasks, and they worked day and night to produce spare parts.

Retirement is a good ending compared to other disappearing factories.

"Grandma, I promise I will never dare to do it again, just let me stay!" Wu Xu saw that the old man was serious and became anxious.

If I were sent back, I would never step foot in that poor place again.

The grown man in his twenties was actually crying and wiping away tears, talking about his hard years, not having enough to eat, not having enough to wear, how miserable it was.

Fang Monan looked at him with a half-smile, but she didn't know yet that he had talent for acting.

When Wu Xu cried, grandma felt uncomfortable. Although she hadn't seen this eldest grandson for a day, he was still a member of the old Mo family.

Even though my grandma's family is in a difficult situation and their life is miserable, it is not as miserable as Wu Xu said. Listening to his narration, the old man's heart still melts into water, and he always feels that he owes his children.

Haha... He is quite clever, he focuses on attacking people's hearts, and he knows where the old man's weaknesses are.

"It's just this once, it won't happen next time," grandma said. "I'm sending you back to my old house. You'd better be at peace. Don't take any more money from the old house's shop. The pocket money I gave you is enough."

Then she got up and walked outside.

Wu Xu muttered, "Stingy..."[

"If you want money, tell me." Grandma said.

Upon hearing this, Wu Xu smiled happily, "Grandma, I want to stay..." Before Wu Xu could finish his words, Vera glanced over with cold eyes, and he ran out as if his butt was on fire, and immediately changed his words,

"Grandma, wait for me."

Wu Pingping also followed out, riding her bicycle and chasing behind her grandma.

After the people left, Fang Monan lay on the rocking chair in the corridor, shaking and saying, "Vera, he is very afraid of you."

Vikara said, "He wanted to take advantage of Vera, but he was punished."

"hehe……"

"Useless man, trash." Vera curled her lips disdainfully and said.

Grandma sent the man back to his old house and came back soon.

Fang Monan and Mr. Lin were cooking in the kitchen and planned to make dumplings for lunch. Grandma washed her hands and started making dumplings.

Fang Monan and Mr. Lin were talking and laughing, which made grandma feel bad.

"Nan Nan, don't you ask about them." Grandma raised her eyes and said, her hand making dumplings also slowed down.

Fang Monan and Mr. Lin looked at each other, "Grandma, just say whatever you want! I'm all ears." She said playfully.

Grandma introduced Wu Guoyong and his family.

The small rolling stick in Fang Monan's hand stopped, she sat on the chair, looked at her leisurely and said, "Grandma, tell me your plan." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come.

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