Tangcheng’s disaster relief efforts have come to an end this winter. At the very least, no one will live in tents anymore.

This year, people across the country tightened their belts to support their disaster-stricken compatriots and insisted on not asking for any international assistance!

The people of that era were different from those of later generations. Their belief was "independence and self-reliance!"

They built houses one after another with their own hands. Although the houses were still very simple, even the roofs were made of a thin layer of mud, which was then covered with linoleum and pressed in place with a rotor.

As long as you have a house, you don't have to worry about heating in winter. Tangcheng is not only an industrial city in Hebei Province, but also a coal capital.

Where are the coal cities where people would be frozen? In an era when people all over the country were using honeycomb briquettes.

The people in Tangcheng use coal that is never mixed with soil.

Ye Yuze's grandma's house has also been built, but they did not build it on a street full of shantytowns.

Instead, a large four-room house was built next to the team headquarters.

Tangcheng also has cement plants and steel plants, so there is no shortage of building materials.

Although these four houses are not luxurious in the local area, they are definitely outstanding.

Grandma often says to others: "I have taken advantage of my grandson."

The second aunt and the others originally lived together. Later, they took this opportunity to build a house and move out. After all, they were also married people.

The eldest uncle is still serving as a soldier in Qingdao, so only the old couple and the younger uncle are left in the house. The younger uncle is ten years older than Ye Yuze. He also graduated from high school this year.

My grandfather is from Shandong, but when he was a child, he followed his father to Guandong. Later, when he grew up, his father passed away, and he came to Tangcheng by himself.

Because of his ability, he settled in Tangcheng and became the production captain of a brigade on the outskirts of the city.

It is said to be a suburb of the city, but it is actually a village in the city. The team does not have much land, so they are responsible for growing vegetables in the city.

The vegetables sold in various cooperatives every day are supplied by them!

Every morning, my grandpa and the driver drove the carriage to deliver the vegetables from the fields to the cooperatives.

At that time, the citizens were very envious of them. Because they not only supplied food but also had their own ration land, they did not need to buy rice every year.

In addition, vegetables basically cost nothing, so at that time, although they still earned cents, their living conditions were better than those of ordinary workers.

The orphans who survived the earthquake were taken away by their relatives. Those who had no relatives were adopted by families without children.

Then the rest were taken away by families without children from other places. From then on, they had no contact with this city.

What this disaster left in Tangcheng was not only shantytowns, but also many people walking on crutches or sitting on homemade carts relying on their hands.

They don't have to worry about their lives. The government and their units will continue to provide relief funds to maintain their basic living.

Grandpa was often confused when he was sitting in the carriage. He couldn't remember what Tangcheng was like before the earthquake.

The team was very busy, and every house was built after the work was finished. Therefore, there were many self-taught masons.

Building materials are all provided by the government, some are free and some cost money. But not much is required.

Grandpa and the others were busy growing vegetables during the day. Their slogan at that time was not to let the people of Tangcheng have no food to eat.

And before winter comes, they must build enough greenhouses to grow winter vegetables to enrich the vegetable baskets of city people.

Although most people at that time were still accustomed to storing enough Chinese cabbage before winter came.

Geng Xier's father died in the earthquake. However, her mother and sister survived.

Every time he saw his grandfather, he would ask: "Grandpa, when will Ye Yuze come back?"

People at this age don't know sadness yet. All they feel is that there is someone missing from the family.

Perhaps in the deepest part of his memory, the shadow that had been hunched over his shoulders since he was a child occasionally flashed across his mind.

Grandpa always touched his head with a smile.

"He came back right after graduation!"

My grandpa has never been to Northern Xinjiang, so I don’t know what the living environment is like there. But he grew up in Kanto.

I heard that northern Xinjiang is very cold. It should be similar to where I grew up, right? White mountains and black waters.

Grandpa lit up the cigarette pot and took a puff. The bags under his eyes were given to him by Ye Yuze's grandmother. He liked the jade cigarette holder and the brass cigarette pot very much.

Avenue Cooperative is their own community cooperative. This is where they usually buy things.

When I saw my grandpa’s car approaching, the eldest sister in charge of the vegetable area started shouting early.

"Shi Lao Mei, are you lying on your wife's bed today and can't get up? Are you here now?"

Grandpa took out the pocket watch in his coat pocket and looked at it.

"You can't sleep without a man? Are you crowing so early?"

The people next to me laughed and hurriedly helped unload the vegetables on the truck. If we unload some here, grandpa and the others have to rush to the next place.

While unloading the car, grandpa and Handlebar had breakfast in a small shop next to it.

One dime and two taels of food stamps give you a fried cake. Soy milk is free.

This small shop was state-owned. At that time, there was no such thing as self-employed business owners. All shops were owned by the state.

The lady selling rice at the window saw my grandpa coming and quickly handed over two bowls of soy milk.

"Here, you can drink it. Let it cool down for you for a while."

Grandpa and Shanxi took it over and without sitting down, they directly held the bowl and drank a bowl of soy milk.

Then they took a bite of the pancake, gave the money and left. They didn't have time to sit there and eat.

At this time, grandma also cooked rice porridge at home, cut a plate of pickles, and called her son to get up.

My younger son is about to graduate from high school. But at that time, I couldn’t learn much in middle school. Another way of education was popular.

The sky in Tangcheng is gray in winter, and smoke is rising from the chimneys of every household, giving the originally blue sky a different color.

Watching her little son slowly getting up and washing his face, grandma looked towards the north. Although she couldn't see anything, she was thinking about her grandson.

Looking at the tomatoes in her hand, grandma said to herself:

"Yuze, grandma left tomatoes for you. This is the first time the team has grown them in winter."

When it got dark, grandpa came home. Grandma brought the food. Grandpa took out a dozen tickets and handed them to her.

"Go buy all the New Year stuff tomorrow! These tickets are given by people from the cooperative.

If you see who is in need, go and share a share."

Grandma took it and nodded. "How much does the pork cost this year?"

Grandpa thought for a moment. "It should be fifty-eight cents!"

Grandma sighed. "Why did it rise so fast? It has more than doubled!"

Grandpa glared at her.

"Didn't our food prices increase for others?"
Chapter completed!