Beijing, railway station.

After more than two months of absence, he finally returned to this land.

Ever since he got on the train back to Beijing, his heart couldn't calm down.

This time, the separation of just over two months made him feel like he had been away for a long time.

My thoughts are like the wind, they have already flown home along with the west wind.

Secretary Chen stood at the exit. When she saw him, she waved violently.

"Brother Chen, long time no see. You've gotten a lot stronger!"

"Haha, Zhou Gong, you have grown a lot taller and more handsome."

The two exchanged pleasantries and walked outside.

Seeing a newer jeep parked on the side of the road, Zhou Jimin was stunned for a moment:

"Brother Chen, has Lao Yang been promoted?"

"No, I just replaced the car. This is the car sent by the leader of the car company."

"Are they that good?"

To be honest, Zhou Jimin doesn’t believe those bastards like Lu Jiyi.

If it weren't for them, he wouldn't have stayed in Northeast China for more than two months and more than sixty days and nights.

For a young man who has never left the capital, it is too cruel.

Moreover, nowadays, a car cannot be bought only by money. It also requires a letter of introduction from the employer and a bus ticket.

Bus tickets are not that easy to get.

Even if you go through all the trouble to get a bus ticket, the price is in tens of thousands, which can scare someone to death.

Even for automobile companies, they only produce Jiefang trucks, and the output is not high!

"I don't know if it's good or not, but it was indeed given by the car company."

Secretary Chen smiled and did not comment on whether it was good or bad, "The car company over there said that the car that the factory director replaced will be left to you."

"Hey, you think I'm tired of living. Do you want me to die?"

Zhou Jimin laughed repeatedly, but Secretary Chen laughed and said nothing.

But at this time, Lao Yang got out of the car and came.

"Just come back. Let's go. I'll take you home first."

"Sell me and the steel rolling mill only gets a broken car?"

After getting in the car, Zhou Jimin couldn't hold back.

Lao Yang: "I've been there for more than two months, why haven't I made any progress?"

………

This time it was Zhou Jimin's turn to be speechless.

Fortunately, he has good self-adjustment ability and recovered quickly.

After arriving home, out of politeness, Zhou Jimin politely stayed with Lao Yang for dinner. The latter knew that he was not sincere at all, so he shook his head and said that he would not disturb his family gathering.

Watching the car leave, Zhou Jimin turned around and opened the door.

Rhubarb and the others all rushed over, and their excited little tails almost broke.

"Okay, okay, don't lick my face anymore, Dahuang, shut up, black girl, lie down for me..."

Although the four big dogs were obediently lying down according to their master's orders, their tails still kept wagging.

We haven’t seen each other for more than two months, why don’t we miss them to death?

Su Ruyun, who came after hearing the news, was also full of surprises when she saw him.

"Jimin, it's great that you are back. Come in quickly. Look, Xiaoxian, daddy is back."

Zhou Qingxian, who was in her mother-in-law's arms, looked at Zhou Jimin, a little confused at first, but soon, she was hugged and kissed by her father, and the familiar smell made her burst into tears.

"Haha, little guy, you are not good."

Zhou Jimin laughed loudly and made her a cup of milk powder with space spring water. The little one stopped crying immediately and started drinking the bottle while holding it.

"Let me get my luggage. It's not easy for you to carry Xiaoxian."

Su Ruyun snatched his backpack.

He muttered again, saying that you sent a telegram before, didn't you say you should have come back five days ago?

Zhou Jimin felt a twinge of pain when he mentioned the matter of sending a telegram.

That’s really expensive.

A word costs three cents. In this era when three cents can buy a sesame seed cake, sending a telegram is a very luxurious communication act.

This is why in this era, there is only enough time to love one person in a lifetime.

Communication is really backward.

Every time he sends out a few hundred words, Ding Qiunan only has a dozen words, which truly explains what it means to cherish words like gold.

It made him, Zhou Jimin, act like a licking dog. He sent out a bunch of texts and received a few indifferent replies from the goddess, sometimes even no reply at all.

Simply.

Listening to the mother-in-law's nagging words, I soon came to the courtyard.

I didn’t see the little goldfish, but my mother-in-law said she went to play with Meng Zitong, and Wangcai was with her.

The courtyard is green and beautiful.

It's already late May and it will be June soon.

More than two months were enough to turn the vegetable patch in the yard into a new world.

"Mom, the green beans seem a bit old, right? Why haven't you picked them to eat?"

"It's hard to win. I ate it for several days and they were not willing to eat it."

"Then didn't you give some to my dad and the others? It would be a waste if all the dishes are old."

"How can it be wasted? The chickens, ducks and rabbits at home can help solve the problem, so don't be afraid."

"Since when have ducks been raised at home?"

The ducks are kept behind the screen wall. I don’t know who built a shed and a fence made of bamboo. There are about seven or eight ducks, which adds a lot of popularity to the yard.

I heard from Su Ruyun that someone from the street office came to see it and thought that the family was buying grain to feed the poultry.

Until I saw the vegetables in the courtyard, the street office suddenly became silent.

The food supply is tight now, and it will be time to harvest winter wheat soon.

But, I heard that many places are not very good.

It’s all because of the drought.

Listening to his mother-in-law's nagging words and teasing Zhou Qingxian, he felt warm and quiet in his heart.

This is the life he wants.

Plain, with a strong pyrotechnic atmosphere.

"By the way, Mom, has Ogawa been selected?"

Suddenly, Zhou Jimin asked casually.

At the end of March, not long after Zhou Jimin went to Northeast China, Ding Xiaochuan got married.

I’m very anxious, but I can’t help it.

In early May, Ding Xiaochuan enlisted in the army.

Normally, recruitment begins in the middle of winter every year.

Ding Xiaochuan jumped in line after a delay, and it was Ding Rushan who found the relationship.

Zhou Jimin originally wanted to help, but Ding Rushan declined.

My father-in-law’s connections should not be underestimated.

However, after joining the army, there is still a difficult step: how to be selected and become a member of the desert team.

Some people have known the direction of the wind for a long time, but many more people don’t know.

This is Ding Xiaochuan’s opportunity.

"I haven't heard any news yet, so I don't know."

After hearing Su Ruyun's words, Zhou Jimin nodded and said nothing.

Then, he asked about Ding Xiaochuan's wife.
To be continued...