Chapter 58 Back
Taking advantage of this incident, Yu Zhiyuan went to the street office several more times to contact the elderly couple in Henggang Village in Fangshan to discuss the issue of adopting children.

Wang Aihua was very happy because the district’s welfare adoption center was under a lot of pressure.

Yu Zhiyuan took Director Wang to Fangshan and was not allowed to interfere in this matter.

When Wenwen was able to stand up and walk slowly, Qiaoqiao also started school.

If he can stand, he will be even more restless. Every day after get off work, I have to pinch his armpits and walk with him for a while.

His temper gradually showed up. He would just hum when he was unhappy, but he wouldn't cry loudly.

There are more things to eat.

One day, when Yu Zhiyuan found Xuemei chewing up fat meat and spitting it out into Wenwen's mouth, he believed that he would probably not see this again in the new century.

Wenwen can eat and poop, and Yu Zhiyuan often gets up in the middle of the night to change her diaper, which makes Qiaoqiao very dissatisfied. She says that Wenwen's poop is too smelly and affects her sleep, so she asks to sleep in the west room.

Okay, since my daughter asked for it, we have to satisfy her.

Yu Zhiyuan asked Xuemei to make the bed and slept with her for two nights. He found that the girl was not afraid at all, so he felt relieved.

As the National Day approaches, the factory also begins to organize cultural and artistic performances.

Yu Zhiyuan has no talent in this area and says he can't do anything about it.

Fan Changjun and I went to Changping several times and brought back nearly two tons of apples.

We found two young girls from Fan Changjun’s military academy and had them sell dozens of kilograms of pigeons every day at the pigeon market.

As the autumn harvest progressed, Yu Zhiyuan went out more and more often in the middle of the night.

Even though he earned money, Yu Zhiyuan didn't dare spend it recklessly.

Seeing them hoarding antiques, Yu Zhiyuan doesn’t understand either!

What should I do? Should I go directly to Panjiayuan to buy the big-name items?
The arrival of National Day also brought two days of holiday to the workers, and the courtyard was very peaceful.

Xuemei and her sister-in-law took their children to Wangfujing Department Store to shop.

After much deliberation, Yu Zhiyuan decided to go to Panjiayuan.

After two days of watching and wandering around, Yu Zhiyuan had a direction to spend his money.

Ancient books, yes, they are books, and knowledge is always valuable.

Instead of keeping the money in your hand, it is better to travel around and collect some books.

Appreciation is of course the first priority, Yu Zhiyuan is also a mortal, and then there is sentiment. Leaving some rare books for future generations is always a thing to be proud of.

With a direction, the road will be much easier to walk.

Yu Zhiyuan became interested and often went to Panjiayuan after get off work. He also began to get involved in the black market and hang out at scrap collection stations.

Because of this, I received a lot of complaints from Yang Xuemei.

There was no other way, Yu Zhiyuan had to change his route, going to the Pigeon Market early to sell his stockpiled goods, and then writing a sign on a thin wooden board to collect old books.

Whether there is a date or not, just swing the club first.

Gradually, I was able to collect a couple of old books.

Logically speaking, there should be quite a few books of this kind before a big storm hits, right?
Yu Zhiyuan had a headache. He was busy working and learning work-related knowledge, but there was no progress in his side business. He hadn't even started yet. This made Yu Zhiyuan extremely frustrated.

This experience of going into a mountain of treasures and coming back empty-handed really hit Yu Zhiyuan hard.

One day off duty, Yu Zhiyuan accompanied the old lady in the yard to bask in the sun, and Qiaoqiao was supporting Wenwen while she walked.

Yu Zhiyuan began to daydream again.

"Zhiyuan, what are you thinking about? Tell the old lady, maybe she can give you some advice!"

Yu Zhiyuan came back to his senses and said, "Old lady, I want to collect some ancient books and keep them as assets for my descendants. But it's always difficult to find a way in."

"You. You, on the other hand, are in contact with workers all day long, as well as educated people, mostly Western learning and science."

Yu Zhiyuan nodded depressedly. "This is just a different circle, or in today's terms, a different class, right!"

"You are really good. You know the difference between different classes."

"I listen to the radio every day. Who has the ancient books you mentioned? Those old scholars have some in the Forbidden City, but they don't sell them. There are also antique shops. In recent years, due to the national policy, their business has been unable to continue, so some have changed their careers, and some have done things secretly. You have never been in this business, so you don't understand it. There is another type of people you can find and get books from. After all, they are not as valuable as calligraphy, paintings, porcelain, and gold."

"Don't beat around the bush."

"Businessmen are capitalists. They know many people and have a wide range of information. Books are not their first choice. How do you think? Zhiyuan."

Yu Zhiyuan can only give a thumbs up, awesome.

"Xiao'e's father is good. You will spend a little more, but the goods are guaranteed. How about it? Otherwise, I will take you to ask?"

"That's great. Your reputation is in the Lou family, so it's useful!"

The old lady laughed like a fox.

"I'll ask Xiao'e later, and then we can go to her house."

Yu Zhiyuan felt like he could finally take a breath. It was much better to have a way out. It was better than blindly trying to find a way out on his own.

The drop in temperature has caused the workers to work faster and also increased the workload in the maintenance workshop.

Yu Zhiyuan had no choice but to work with peace of mind. The only bad news was that his son had grown up and was able to walk, and he would never rest except when sleeping!

When Yu Zhiyuan returned home, he could only support him and walk around the house, but when he was done working, he had to go out. You were wearing open-crotch pants and it was so cold at night, what if your penis got frozen?

No, I have to go out cold.

Yu Zhiyuan was convinced by his son's education and asked him to wear something thicker before going out for a walk.

His son felt better, but Yu Zhiyuan’s old waist was almost broken.

Qiaoqiao is grown up now and is not easy to fool. She is either preparing for class or reviewing, and she just doesn’t want to take care of her younger brother.

How is this possible?

Yu Zhiyuan specifically wrote down October 16th.

After dinner, Yu Zhiyuan coaxed his daughter and brother into playing, and promised her to go eat mutton hotpot in a few days, and then listened to the People's Broadcasting Station in the old lady's room.

It was nine o'clock and the old lady had fallen asleep. Yu Zhiyuan turned down the volume and listened.

It was not until after ten o'clock that the radio announced that our country's first "Yuan Zi Dan" had been successfully detonated, and we would no longer have to suffer nuclear blackmail from the imperialist powers.

This is a big step for China.

But this step is very difficult and critical for us now.

Someone outside could already hear banging on things and loud noises.

I guess many people wouldn't mind being disturbed by such a happy event.

Even when they started working at the steel mill, people's enthusiasm remained undiminished.

Suddenly I felt the workers’ backs straightened!
The factory leaders were clearly unprepared for the workers' sudden outburst of enthusiasm.

Each workshop invited people from the Propaganda Department to paint slogans for their workshop.

The workers seemed to have forgotten their tiredness and walked with great speed.

When Yu Zhiyuan was called to inspect the lathe, he could still hear some workshops shouting slogans.

This joy was reflected in every aspect of the work, and even the cafeteria added a dish to celebrate.

Two days later, the steel rolling mill also held a meeting to encourage people to persist in struggle, not be afraid of difficulties and to take on challenges bravely.

The workers' enthusiasm remains unabated.

(End of this chapter)