Chapter 78: Wandering home

Jinguang's big thick legs are right in front of you, so what else can you hesitate about?
Hug is absolutely unambiguous. Zhang Qingyu immediately grabbed Zheng Xiangqing and went out, saying, "I've drunk coffee, too. I don't think our tea is as good as ours, but I know where there is it. Just walk around and let's pass."
When I went out to the garage, it was still a 212, which was the same as Mr. Xie’s, but it looked more worn out. It is estimated that it was run on the ground of Baoshan all the year round.
Zhang Qingyu didn't want the driver either. He opened the car door and jumped into the driver's seat. He ignited sharply and waved at Zheng Xiangqing and shouted: "Xiang Qing, get in the car."
Zheng Xiangqing got into the car when he heard that, and asked casually: "Oh, Brother Yu, I can drive by myself, okay."
Zhang Qingyu replied casually: "I played in the capital when I was young. I didn't expect it to be of great use here. As you know, the land is vast and the people are sparsely populated, and there are still mountain roads. It is really inconvenient to go out for work without a car. Moreover, this 212 is necessary."
If the speaker is unintentional and the listener is intentional, Zheng Xiangqing thought in his heart that this Director Zhang, who graduated from Beijing High School, who was about 18 years old, could play a car in places like Beijing. This car can be played by anyone alone. of? This is not 30 years later. Anyone who pays 3,000 yuan will be able to learn. Now it is 1981. Push forward. This Zhang Qingyu learned to drive in the 1970s, or even earlier. I'm afraid that this person's family background came from It's not easy!
There was no word all the way, the car bumped on the road for almost two hours, and then stopped in front of a two-story building. A wooden sign was hung in front of the small building. Zheng Xiangqing looked at it and wrote 5 characters "Lujiangba". farm".
Zhang Qingyu greeted Zheng Xiangqing to get out of the car together, without knocking on the door, and just rushed in after pushing the door, still shouting, "Lao Luo, Lao Luo, I'll come to see you."
A middle-aged man walked towards him. He looked a few years older than Zhang Qingyu. He was not tall, thin, and had a darker complexion. He also wore a pair of black-rimmed glasses. Without the pair of glasses, he looked like Like a typical rural farmer.
The man saw Zhang Qingyu and laughed: "I said, "Why did the old puppet barking in the tree early in the morning? It turned out that it was your kid who came, and you belonged to the dog? You know that we are killing pigs in our farm today? Do you smell the road inside?"
Hearing that pigs were being slaughtered in the farm today, Zhang Qingyu was so excited that he rubbed his hands with excitement. "Oh, it's called choosing a day instead of hitting the sun. It's a good day. After so many years, I still think the pigs in our farm are delicious. Come on. Let me introduce to you. This is Comrade Zheng Xiangqing from Wenzhou, who came to inspect our coffee in Baoshan. He has a project and wants to cooperate with us. This is Comrade Luo Ruiqun, the director of Lujiangba Farm. Old Luo is not easy. Don’t think he looks like an old farmer, but he graduated from a college or a technical school at the Beijing Agricultural School."
Why do we need to specifically emphasize colleges and universities? Because in that era, secondary school students were also different. Those who graduated from junior high school and went to technical secondary school were commonly called junior high school, while those who graduated from high school were commonly called junior secondary school. At that time, graduates from colleges and technical schools were basically considered half senior intellectuals, and the treatment of salary grading and promotion to junior colleges and technical colleges was different, so it needs to be emphasized.
Zheng Xiangqing hurriedly took a step forward and shook hands with Luo Ruiqun. His hands were full of calluses. It seems that Luo Changchang also often goes to work.
After Luo Ruiqun smiled and greeted the two, he led them inside. Zhang Qingyu is familiar with the road. He took the lead and rushed straight in. Chief Luo followed behind and said with a smile, "This kid is old, and his roughness is the same as before."
Zheng Xiangqing asked curiously: "Director Luo, look like this, you know Director Zhang very well?"
Luo Ruiqun explained with a smile: "Isn't it? We joined the team from Beijing in 1968 and worked together on this farm for several years to repair the earth. Later, the policy was implemented because he married our local aunt and had a baby. I didn't want to learn from those white-eyed wolves, and even the mother-in-law and the baby could bear to leave them behind in order to return to the city.
It was also because he was lucky. In the past few years, he also became a deputy director. As for myself, I thought at the time, there is no one in my family, and I am the only one studying agronomy. Why should I go back to Beijing? It’s better to stay steadfast in this farm, just staying like this. We jumped in this farm at that time, and many people who stayed here did not go back. At that time, the corps abolished the establishment. Everyone saw that I was older. If you know a little bit of agricultural technology, you can just publicize me as a leader. After a while, years have passed! "
Talking all the way, the two have already reached the door of a big canteen.
Zheng Xiangqing glanced at it because it was just time for the meal, and there was a loud voice in the cafeteria. Heh, good fellow, I'm afraid there won't be thousands of people! He asked Luo Ruiqun utterly, "There are so many people on our farm!"
Luo Ruiqun proudly said: "Don't underestimate our farm. We have almost 15,000 mu of arable land here. There are more than 1,500 employees. The establishment back then was a whole group!"
While talking, Luo Ruiqun led the two into the canteen. He didn’t have any leadership to do. He greeted several employees who came up to say hello, and while pulling two guests, he randomly found a table and sat down. There were a few others in the middle. Not only did he say hello to Luo Ruiqun, he also joked with Zhang Qingyu, and he looked like an old educated youth.
After a while, the food was on the table. The dishes were very simple. One person had a small bowl of braised pork and a small plate of vegetables. There was a lot of rice. The coarse porcelain sea bowls were filled with toppings and steaming hot. Zheng Xiangqing took a few mouthfuls of rice from the big sea bowl, picked up a piece of braised pork and put it in his mouth
The meat was so badly stewed that it melted in the mouth. He chewed a few mouthfuls and swallowed it. The taste was so delicious! Exactly the same as in his memory.
He suddenly felt sore in his nose, and tears couldn't help falling down, dripping into the sea bowl. He simply put down the bowls and chopsticks, leaned on the table, no matter the greasy tabletop contaminated his new suit, he cried loudly.
The sudden cry shocked all the people in the cafeteria. For a while, the people who were originally excited about killing pigs and eating meat were stunned. Everyone looked at this table. Luo Ruiqun looked at Zhang Qingyu in surprise. Said: "Lao Zhang, what is this?"
Zhang Qingyu shook his head helplessly, and pulled Luo Ruiqun over and whispered: "This Comrade Zheng Xiangqing was also an educated youth. The place where he jumped in is not too far away from us. It is in Yangjiazhai, Jinghan Town."
After Luo Ruiqun heard it, his heart suddenly became clear. He first patted Zheng Xiangqing's shrugging shoulders, then stood up, and said loudly, "Don’t be surprised, this is Comrade Zheng Xiangqing from Wenzhou. He came here to inspect our coffee. For planting, Comrade Xiang Qing brought a big project to work with us this time. He was also an educated youth who was born in our Baoshan team. He was very emotional just now. Come, everyone applaud and welcome Comrade Xiang Qing back. Family."
It was quiet on Thursday, followed by enthusiastic applause, and the restless whistle.
Zheng Xiangqing barely controlled his emotions. He stood up, bowed to all sides with red eyes, choked up and said, "Thank you, thank you all. I am a wanderer returning home. I didn't hold it back for a while. It delayed everyone eating. , Let everyone see the jokes, leave me alone, please continue."
However, the applause became more and more enthusiastic, and Zheng Xiangqing burst into tears like a surge.