The tower, which is more than thirty meters tall, stands tall and majestic. Its triple dripping eaves become smaller and smaller as it goes upwards, just like the top of a mountain.
The piers under the city tower are also more than ten meters high. They have experienced hundreds of years of wind and rain erosion, making the surface of the city wall green-gray, full of ancient vicissitudes.
It was noon at this time, and the bustling flow of people passed under the city gate, and the six-meter-wide city gate seemed a bit crowded.
Under the city gate, a young man who looked to be in his twenties, 1.85 meters tall and well built looked up at the city gate.
He has thick eyebrows, big eyes, an oval face, a slightly dark complexion, and long, dry yellow hair that touches his shoulders. He looks very wild.
The shabby navy blue liberation uniform was barely clean, but the trousers and coat were full of patches, and the cuffs and trouser legs were frayed.
"Mule, are you okay? It's time for us to enter the city." said a man with a square face next to him.
Although he was also wearing Jiefang uniform, there was not a single patch on his body, which meant that his Jiefang shoes were stained with a lot of mud. He must have walked a long way.
Hearing this title, the young man who had raised his head suddenly turned darker.
He turned his head and said with fixed eyes, "Uncle Zhang, how many times have I told you, please, please call me by my name, Yi Chuanzong from now on."
When Uncle Zhang heard this, he looked him up and down, then nodded repeatedly with a smile, "Okay, okay, mule... let's pass on the family line~"
"Yi Chuanzong!" the young man quickly corrected loudly.
"Slip of the tongue, slip of the tongue." Uncle Zhang smiled and patted his mouth a few times and pressed the base of his ears at the same time. Not only was this guy big, he also had a high and tough voice. This shout shook his head.
Hummingly.
Slowing down, the smile on Uncle Zhang's face gradually faded, and he said seriously, "I will call you Chuanzong from now on. Chuanzong, it seems that you are really well, and your original stupidity is gone, so I can rest assured."
Now, the villagers can feel at ease."
Yi Chuanzong said with a sincere expression, "I have been in trouble for twenty years, and my hometown has been gone for more than five years. In the past five years, thanks to the care of the villagers, I have had something to eat. When I settle down here, I will go back and visit."
Everyone."
Uncle Zhang had a smile in his eyes. It seemed that although he was stupid before, he still remembered everything and knew that his father had disappeared five years ago.
Now he speaks in a coherent manner and no longer stutters like before. Do you still have the heart to go back and see them? How can you still look a little foolish?
He stretched out his rough hands and patted his shoulders twice, as if patting a stone.
"You're interested, but it's all thanks to your uncle. I don't know if you remember. In fact, Lao Yi always leaves some money for the village every time he comes back. Otherwise, every household would be in trouble, but they can't take care of your big stomach.
King, look at your body, which is as strong as a calf’s. You will be filial in the future.”
Yi Chuanzong's face was startled, and then he said seriously, "I just couldn't wrap my head around it before, but actually I remember it all!"
Uncle Zhang nodded and sighed, "This is life. Who would have thought that if you fall into the river and come out again, your brain will be filled with water, and your brain will become smarter? Lao Yi doesn't have any children, so your third uncle didn't get it early.
, your dad only has you, fortunately your illness is cured."
"Hey, let's not talk anymore. It's fine. You can go to your uncle's house for a while and don't wander around in the street. I came here to do something and I have to go back today."
Yi Chuanzong said, "You are busy, you are busy, don't worry about me, Nanluogu Lane is only about half an hour away, I can go there by myself."
"Okay, in that case I'll leave." After saying that, Uncle Zhang walked directly towards the city gate.
Now Yi Chuanzong's stupidity is completely gone, and his IQ is not that of a child, he is just like a normal person, which is very reassuring.
Looking at the retreating figure, Yi Chuanzong looked up at the thirty-four-meter tower, and his eyes suddenly became wandering.
It’s really 1962...
One second he was a mature courier in the 21st century, and the next second he spanned sixty years and became a twenty-year-old fool with the same name in Xiangyang Village.
As soon as he woke up, a group of people surrounding him on the shore shouted, "Mule, mule..."
At first, he was very confused and even a little scared. After all, a group of people were dressed in ordinary clothes. They were not even dressed as well as the workers carrying bricks on the construction site. At most, they were cleaner. He almost thought he was kidnapped.
After calming down, Yi Chuanzong still looked around stupidly, looking for where the mule was. Later he realized that the people in the village were calling him.
At that time, he almost fell out, but he only inherited a little memory from his predecessor. Although he remembered very few things, the faces of the people around him were still familiar to him, so he endured it.
Later, he gradually understood that the reason why these people called him a mule was not just a special skill he saw when he usually went to the toilet.
And when I was working in the village to earn work points, doing the work in the fields was just like playing. After a long day of tossing, I felt energetic. At most, I was short of breath and a little sweaty, but when it came to tiredness, it was not at all.
!That is to say, warm up.
Yi Chuanzong was extremely happy at that time. This situation was completely different from delivering express in 2022. Although delivering express required some physical strength, he spent most of the time sitting in the car. He was a 180-year-old man there.
A ten pound fat man.
Now I have a different body, which weighs about 180 kilograms, but is made of tendon meat. The feeling is completely different. Not only is my whole body full of strength, it is even easier to bend down when squatting on the toilet.
Finally, and most importantly, Yi Chuanzong has no father or mother. He was a fool before, and he chose a nickname just to make a living.
Because he had no family, Yi Chuanzong went to his neighbor's house to have dinner at night. Faced with the pained expressions of his neighbor's family, he had to eat two kilograms of steamed buns in one meal, four bowls of glutinous rice, and he was only 70% full.
In fact, he wanted to eat enough, but the dinner he cooked that day was gone, so he could only give up in frustration. After all, he was eating a day's ration for five people.
Although he is strong, works more, and earns more work points, the work points are not enough for him to eat, thanks to the money left by his uncle.
In this way, Yi Chuanzong struggled to survive for half a month. The people in the village realized that he was no longer stupid, so they asked him to follow the cadres of the village committee to the Forty-Nine City.
And here, he also has an uncle named Yi Zhonghai.
Thinking of this, Yi Chuanzong's eyes were a little complicated. He had some impressions of this uncle, and with the additions from the villagers, he had a more comprehensive understanding.
Yi Zhonghai works in the No. 3 Steel Rolling Plant. He is an honorable worker and the only eighth-level fitter in the factory. He lives in a courtyard with three courtyards in Nanluogu Lane.
At the same time, he also had some understanding that he had not just traveled through time, but also entered a TV series "Love in the Courtyard".
Yi Chuanzong knew more than the villagers. For example, this uncle, his uncle, might be early now, but his monthly salary should be around ninety yuan.
In this era when the average family income is only twenty or thirty yuan, his salary alone is as high as that of three people, and his salary is more than ten times that of Yi Chuanzong.
This time, Yi Chuanzong came to join his uncle, trying to find a job in these four-nine cities, and then settle down here. In response to the call for three children in his previous life, he would give birth to his ten or eight babies here for fun.