Chapter 594 The Story of a Laid-off Employee
"Uncle, what are you doing?" Zhao Lei finally found a normal-looking uncle to talk to.
The old man was standing on his horse and gesticulating something.
The uncle glanced at him and said, "Young man, you don't understand this, I'm practicing."
Young man's words almost made Zhao Lei suffer from internal injuries.
Who wouldn’t be confused when seeing a young man in his fifties?
Zhao Lei calmed down and continued, "Uncle, why have I never seen your Kung Fu before? It doesn't look like Tai Chi?"
The uncle raised his chin proudly, "Tai Chi ? Only children practice that stuff.”
Zhao Lei: “…”
Well, it’s hard to deal with it.
"Then what are you practicing?"
The uncle put away his posture and patted the dust on his body, "Damn it!"
Zhao Lei was immediately in awe, and when he heard the name, he This is incredible, "Uncle, how do you practice this Kung Fu? Can you demonstrate it?"
The uncle nodded and agreed happily, "Young man, let me show you my skills!"
As he said He took up his stance, and Zhao Lei quickly took two steps back to see how he performed.
"Look!" The uncle got ready and shouted loudly. An iron mountain support hit the tree as thick as a bowl, and the strong tree was shaken by the impact.
Zhao Lei was messy in the wind. No wonder he felt that something was wrong with this tree. The other trees were all normal, but this tree had a large bald area inexplicably. His feelings were caused by the uncle.
"Uncle, you are very good at this. If you hit me, you can't knock people away!"
"Young man, do you want to try it?"
Zhao Lei He said happily: "Are you going to teach me?"
The uncle shook his head, "No, I mean I bump you and let you feel it."
Zhao Lei was shocked: "???"
......
On the other side, Yuan Haoxuan also started to look for a target. The target he was looking for was a little special.
She is a beautiful girl who is shopping in the mall. She has a hot figure and a sweet appearance.
Xiao Sa and Bingbing have already introduced cultural relics and popularized historical knowledge in the museum.
Xu Nuo and Lin Wanqing entered the old city recommended by the Culture and Tourism Bureau.
Early in the morning, many people set up stalls on the roadside to sell things, including small toys, snacks, vegetables, and socks. There were quite a lot of people.
Xu Nuo chose an uncle who told a lot of stories at first glance. This uncle was selling toys, but his eyes were always looking into the distance.
Xu Nuo followed his line of sight and could only see a magnificent building, but nothing else.
His intuition told him that this uncle had hidden clues.
"Uncle, what are you selling?" Xunuo knelt down, looked at it for a few times, and talked to the uncle.
The uncle didn't even look back, and said quietly: "Selling toys."
He spoke without taking his eyes back, showing the demeanor of a master.
Xu Nuo flipped through the stalls with his hands while chatting with him, "Uncle, what were you looking at just now?"
The uncle touched his hair and pursed his lips, "Here, have you seen that building?"
Xu Nuo turned around and saw a very grand building, but it looked a bit old-fashioned.
"Where is that place?"
The uncle sighed, "North China Pharmaceutical."
"I used to work there." Seeing Xu Nuo's confused face, The uncle added another sentence.
Lin Wanqing said: "That's a state-owned enterprise, right?"
The uncle nodded, "Yes."
The promise perked up, "Uncle, we are filming programs for CCTV. I I want to hear your story, and I’ll record you on the show. Can you watch it?”
The uncle was silent and looked at him twice.
Promise to understand instantly, "In return, I will buy all your toys and provide an additional appearance fee."
The uncle still didn't speak.
“Five thousand yuan appearance fee.”
“Deal!” The uncle suddenly stood up and raised his hand to give him a high-five.
Promise: "..."
The master's demeanor is gone.
After the two high-fived, the uncle found two small matzas from the bag. The three of them sat together and began to listen to the uncle's story.
"When I was young, I was an employee of North China Pharmaceutical."
"So you are quite prosperous, right?" Lin Wanqing asked.
The uncle waved his hand, "It's not about being glamorous, but it's pretty respectable. It's an iron rice bowl. From nine to five, you don't have to worry about food and clothing."
"You look like You haven’t reached retirement age yet, so why are you setting up a stall?” Xu Nuo was a little strange.
Today is a working day, it's almost eight o'clock, and this uncle doesn't look like he's working part-time to earn some pocket money.
The uncle did not answer and continued to recall the past, "At that time, I was still a good employee that the leader valued, and I was awarded the title of outstanding employee several times."
"What happened next?"
The uncle sighed, "Later..."
He suddenly shook his head and looked at the two of them, "Have you heard of the layoff wave?"
Xu Nuo was stunned, "I've heard of it."
"I know, but I'm not too sure." Lin Wanqing shook her head.
"No wonder, there are not many knowledgeable young people like you anymore. That was at the end of the last century." The uncle sighed.
"Can you tell me?" Xu Nuo asked.
The uncle was silent for a moment and nodded, "Let's go, don't sit here anymore, I'll show you."
The uncle got up and started packing his things.
"Wait a minute, uncle, you are not selling this toy?"
The uncle looked at him strangely, "This is your toy, why should I sell it?"
< br>Xu Nuo patted his head: "...I forgot about this."
"Can you calculate how much it costs in total?"
The uncle waved his hand and said, "We'll talk about it later. I'll take you to see it first."
The three began to pack away the toys.
"Uncle, is this your car?" Xunuo asked, pointing to an old three-wheeler.
“Yes, just put it on top.”
The audience in the live broadcast room burst out laughing.
In the four live broadcast rooms, Zhao Lei is already practicing martial arts with his uncle, Yuan Haoxuan and his sister are shopping and playing games, and Xiao Sa and Bingbing are working on popular science in the museum.
Only Xunuo’s style of painting in this live broadcast room is incompatible with others.
The two of them, one on the left and one on the right, sat on the uncle's electric tricycle and started walking around.
“Hahaha, it’s a style of painting that I didn’t expect.”
“It’s good. Uncle can develop a three-wheeler. I promise Lin Wanqing will use the same three-wheeler to ride for five Block.”
"I actually think it's quite interesting."
"360 panoramic images, panoramic sunroof, no purchase tax for new energy models, and costs 50 cents per 100 kilometers."
The uncle is sitting on an electric tricycle. , began to take them for a walk.
“This is North China Pharmaceutical. At its peak, there were hundreds of thousands of employees. One-third of the people here are employees of North China Pharmaceutical, which is known as the largest pharmaceutical factory in Asia.”
< br>The uncle talked eloquently, talking about the once glorious North China Pharmaceutical, with pride engraved in his bones.
The tricycle stopped at the door, and the security guard came out to chase people away. "Parking is not allowed here."
"Uncle, can we take a tour?" Xu Nuo asked.
The uncle smiled bitterly, "They don't let outsiders in to visit."
There was countless bitterness and loneliness in his voice.
Back then, he was a proud employee who walked through the door every day with his head held high. Now he is an outsider who is turned away, and even the security guards won’t let him in if he talks nonsense.
"What do you do?" the security guard asked impatiently.
"CCTV reporter." Xu Nuo lied and showed the camera and microphone with the CCTV logo to the security guard.
The security guard looked solemn and asked, "Do you have a certificate?"
Promised: "..."
It's quite rigorous. It's worthy of being a big company.
At this time, a reporter from the program team ran out from a distance and handed over the certificate. The Culture and Tourism Bureau also arrived in time
The security guard communicated with them and let them in.
The uncle sighed, "It has to be you. I have been to this place countless times in the past few decades, but I have never been able to go in."
Xu Nuo didn't know what to say. What's better.
"This area used to be a factory building, over there was the canteen, over there, it used to be the sports ground, where table tennis, basketball and badminton were all."
Xu Nuo looked around, but he could still vaguely remember what the uncle said. shadow.
The brick house is still there, but no one is there.
Looking around, there are mottled walls, rusty windows, and lush grass everywhere.
The uncle looked a little lost in thought, "Things are different and people are different.".
The once magnificent buildings are now in dilapidated condition, and the bustling crowds in the past have long disappeared.
The uncle led them through familiar buildings and introduced them verbosely.
Xu Nuo and Lin Wanqing listened quietly and occasionally exchanged words.
"Uncle, do you hate it?" Xu Nuo suddenly said.
The uncle was stunned for a moment and did not answer. He stood there and turned to look at this once very familiar building.
"I thought I would work here until I retire." The uncle said with a complicated expression.
I didn’t say whether I hated it or not, I just calmly expressed my thoughts back then.
His expression contained anger, pain, loneliness, despair, relief, and finally calmed down.
Hate must have been hated. The peaceful life was broken overnight and changed beyond recognition.
He was unable to resist and tried to resist, but to no avail.
No matter how much trouble is made, it is impossible to go back to the past.
When a speck of dust of the times falls on everyone’s head, it is like a big mountain.
The uncle took a deep breath, took one last look at the dilapidated factory building, and said calmly: "Let's go."
Xu Nuo and Lin Wanqing followed him away.
“Thank you also. If it weren’t for you, I might not have the chance to come back and see you in this life.”
On the way, the uncle was riding an electric tricycle and suddenly said.
“You’re welcome.”
The uncle turned around and asked, “Do you want to know how I have lived these years?”
“If you are willing to tell me.”
The uncle nodded, "I was as young as you at that time, and I thought life was like this. I would go to work in the morning, come home for dinner in the afternoon, and my wife and children would stay together. She will continue to live like this until her children grow up. .”
I don't think there's anything unreasonable about the promise. Most people's lives are like this.
“When I was young, I occasionally felt that such a life was too boring, but after thinking about it, there is nothing wrong with living like this for the rest of my life. With a decent income and a job close to home, it is already better than many people. ”
For work in that era, the verb in front of it was not “find”, but “arrange” and “distribute”.
The assigned work often lasts a lifetime.
To a certain extent, such days are very happy, because such work is planned, and planning means that the future can be seen. You won't feel confused.
One of the favorite words of the older generation is "stability", because this word means having food to eat, clothes to wear, a house to live in, and money to make.
I will not live a precarious life.
"Later, the starch tower collapsed." The uncle said, "As soon as the explosives were released, it collapsed with a bang."
He turned around and stretched out his hand to make a gesture.
Xu Nuo saw the smile on his face clearly.
There is relief and there is regret.
He suddenly remembered a very famous song.
"Kill the Shijiazhuang Man".
It’s not a horror story, it’s not a dark place, it’s not an expression of anger, it’s a rock song.
A rock song for this city.
Lin Wanqing said: "Uncle, where should we go next?"
"People's Mall."
"Is it still available now?"
The uncle was stunned for a moment. , waved his hand, "It's gone a long time ago, what is it called Beiguo Mall now?"
"Forget it, I won't go, there is nothing."
"It's okay, let's go and have a look."
At this time, many viewers in the live broadcast room were watching with great interest.
The city is still the same city, but in this uncle’s explanation, the city seems to have memories and becomes more alive.
Three people, one old and two young, were walking leisurely on the road in an old three-wheeler.
Chasing the memories of the past.
After visiting People's Mall, the uncle took the two of them home for dinner.
Everything was home-cooked and the family chatted happily. It was not as lifeless as Xu promised.
The gentle aunt and the talkative uncle look particularly harmonious.
“Back then, we both were laid off at the same time. At that time, we felt that the sky was about to fall. Fortunately, your aunt advised me not to give up. We are still young and there are still many opportunities.”
The uncle smiled and said, "Thank you."
"Oh, you old man, you are so disgusting."
"Uncle, is that your daughter?" Lin Wanqing asked, pointing to a photo in the living room.
The uncle turned his head and glanced, "Yeah, I went to work today, and you can't see it until you get back from get off work."
The family of three looks like a very happy family.
In a company, a girl suddenly screamed, "Xiaoran, is this you? Is this your home?"
The girl named Xiaoran came over to take a look and saw her familiar parents and the photo of herself in the camera.
"Whose live broadcast room is this?"
""Singing China"! Live broadcast between Nuoyan and Lin Wanqing!"
The girl looked confused. I still can't believe they actually showed up at my home.
She called her mother while staring at the live broadcast room.
A few seconds later, my mother answered the phone, and her smile in the camera was so clear.
“Mom, are you doing a live broadcast?”
“What live broadcast?”
“Oh oh oh, your dad brought back two children and said they were recording a program. "
"Mom, can you give me two autographs? Both of them want it!" Xiao Ran said excitedly.
"Are they famous?"
"They are famous! They are so famous. You have heard his songs!"
For things like autographs, we promise to welcome all comers, commemorative albums , photos, shirts, he signed them all.
After dinner, the uncle took them for a walk, including the Family Courtyard, the High School Affiliated to the Normal University, the new factory of North China Pharmaceutical...
They visited every place that reminded the uncle. One lap.
Different from Zhao Lei's morning exercises of the gods, different from Yuan Haoxuan's revelry, this is the memory of an old Shijiazhuang man.
From anger, pain, suffering to final relief, life will always go on.
He made it through, but many people didn’t.
Finally, the uncle took them to another place.
“Here comes Lao Chen.” An old man with meticulously combed hair greeted him from afar.
"Here, team leader, I brought you some food."
The old man nodded, with a majestic look on his face, "Not bad, not bad, you are fine."
The old man spoke and dressed normally. , but seems out of place with the others.
Others were wearing a variety of clothes. He was wearing a faded uniform with a small nameplate on it.
The paint on the nameplate has peeled off, and a few words can be vaguely seen: "Leader of Quality Group Nine."
The old man was in a strange state, and he spoke seriously to the uncle, just like a leader or superior.
When leaving, the uncle told the reason.
“The team leader is crazy.”
(End of this chapter)