Jingyang is a city that is both ancient and young. The reason why it is ancient is because it has a long history. The birthplace of the ancient Shu civilization and pits No. 1 and 2 of the Sanxingdui site have been discovered in the past few years, but large-scale excavations have not yet started.

It is said to be young because the Republic has successively established several large factories here, including China's Second Heavy Machinery Factory, Dongfang Steam Turbine Factory, and Dongfang Electric Machinery Factory.

This is a very important heavy industrial base in Sichuan and even the whole country.

In the previous life, my mother went to Shudu to study. She took Zhou Zhi with her, and without telling him anything, she gave him 20 yuan and let him take a car to Jingcheng to play with his cousins.

In my mother's mind, TEPCO should be a little bigger than the county cement factory, but no matter how big it is, it can't be twice as big.

It wasn't until Zhou Zhi got out of the car that she realized that her own mother had tricked her into a big deal.

After asking around at the entrance of Dongfang Electric, I learned that it is divided into two factory areas and three living areas. The third living area alone has more than 30 buildings.

Employees and their families, plus the various affiliated factories surrounding the big factory, as well as the employees and their families in the tertiary industry serving the factory area... This is not the concept of a small factory, this is simply a city.

A small city, bigger than the two Jiachuan Chengguan towns!

So I had no choice but to squat down on the side of the road in despair, waiting for the police station to open in the afternoon, and then went to look for Sanjia's address. However, I was picked up by my cousin An An, who was passing by on a bicycle and was about to work in a popsicle factory.

We couldn't do that this time. Zhou Zhi called cousin An An in advance. Dongdian Technical School was also on holiday, so she had to ask her cousin to pick her up.

On both sides of the railway, there are endless plains, and most of the fields have been drained.

Yang He took the train for the first time and felt that everything was novel. Looking at the vast land outside, he couldn't help but ask: "Is there no rest here?"

Zhou Zhi glanced outside: "This place is different from my hometown. Those are vegetables used in Shu and surrounding cities. After harvesting the autumn grains and draining the water, you can grow vegetables for a season in exchange for money."

There is a vegetable base in Jiachuan, called Caiba, which is responsible for the main vegetable supply in Jiachuan. In general, farmers have two types of land, the "soil" dedicated to growing vegetables and the "field" dedicated to growing rice.

After the rice harvest, water is stored in the fields to nourish the soil.

Yang He was surprised by the farming methods here, but Zhou Zhi said: "You can't do it in your hometown. There is no such a big market in Jiachuan."

"Oh." Yang He replied, his eyes still looking straight at the land: "The land here is really flat..."

The car took an hour and a half to arrive at Jingcheng.

After getting off the bus and walking out of the platform, a girl rushed over: "Elbow!"

Then he started beating me randomly: "I asked you to write articles! I asked you to publish in magazines! I asked you to appear on TV! You are going to piss me off to death!"

Yang He was dumbfounded. Are all girls in big cities so tough?

"Cousin An Xin, what are you doing?!" Zhou Zhi dodged the girl's pink fist and turned around to protect the fishing rod bag: "This rod is precious! If you break it, my uncle will deal with you!"

While dodging, he did not forget to introduce to Yang He: "Monk, this is my cousin An Xin. She has been used to making trouble since she was a child. Don't be afraid..."

Only then did Xu Anxin realize that there was someone next to his brother. He finally stopped, smoothed his hair, and stretched out his hand: "You are my classmate Zhuzi, I am his cousin. Hello, Xu Anxin."

Yang He thought to himself that maybe I can't put my mind at ease. This should definitely be called a show of force.

Looking at the hand extended by my cousin, I didn't know whether I should take it or not. I haven't touched a girl's hand in more than ten years, and my face turned red just thinking about it.

Cousin An An directly reached out and grabbed Yang He's hand and shook it: "Why did Zhou Zhi call you monk? Your hair is very good."

"His name is Yang He." Only then did Zhou Zhi have the opportunity to introduce: "In modern history, it is said that the Tuan people called Western missionaries foreign monks, so..."

Xu Anxin glared at Zhou Zhi: "As soon as your article was published, my parents took it and publicized it everywhere, and then I became the target of criticism. I need to give you a lesson..."

The third aunt is very busy with work and cannot take care of the children's studies. Otherwise, with the intelligence of cousin An Ran and cousin An An, they would not be able to find a way out in the technical school.

Xu Anxin continued to stare: "Tell me, what should I do?!"

"A treat! You can find a place!"

"That's pretty much it." Cousin An An then smiled: "Have you got enough money? Then don't cry then!"

"My cousin asked me to invite you. It's to give me face."

"You know what's going on, let's go, I'll get the car first."

Bicycles are a necessity in plain cities in Sichuan, but Jiachuan is located in a hilly area and is rarely used by people.

In the previous life, Zhou Zhi had just learned how to ride a bicycle at this time, and he learned how to ride it by renting it from a bicycle stall outside the playground next to the school. The rental bicycle stall had a few broken bicycles, which made a lot of money for the children.

My cousin led the way on a women's bicycle, and Yang and Tong Zhouzhi followed behind on a human-powered tricycle. After a while, they arrived at TEPCO's living area.

Each building is exactly the same, except for the eye-catching numbers painted in red paint on the wall, which are the building numbers.

After parking the car, my cousin took Zhou Zhi and Yang He upstairs, opened the door and said, "I have agreed with my parents that my brother will be living in the factory these days, and you will live in his room."

"I heard that the Labor Bureau is building dormitories?" My uncle is the director of labor, so he must have some ideas for allocating dormitories.

"Not even a single stroke." My cousin was already opening the box brought by Zhou Zhi and the others: "You can't eat pure and sweet pomelo like Zhenlong pomelo outside Jiachuan. Finally, you have another chance. Monk, don't be so polite.

, come and help peel the grapefruit."

Who is being polite and who is not? Zhou Zhi had no choice but to act as the host: "Has lunch been cooked? Let me check. Will uncle Sanma be back at noon?"

"If you don't come back, it will be just the three of us at noon. My cousin will take you out to play in the afternoon. In the evening, you treat us and we will eat out."

"Ah, this..." Zhou Zhi couldn't help but laugh: "Sister, your arrangement is very tight."

"You guys are getting an advantage!" My cousin looked like she was taking advantage of you: "Two of my best friends want to meet you. They are great writers! How amazing!"

"Isn't this a bit rude? I mean to my uncle, my third concubine, and my cousin An Ran." Zhou Zhi was speechless. It was unreasonable for a scumbag to laugh at a top student and still feel comfortable laughing at him.

"It's not like he won't come back. My dad usually doesn't come back until eight or nine o'clock."

"So miserable? I still want to go fishing with my uncle."

"Fishing? Now he can only go to the park on weekends to enjoy himself. The fish raised there are not bad because of the water quality."

"Isn't there a river here?" Zhou Zhi picked up the Jingyang map he bought at the station: "Jing... Yang... River."

"It's become a smelly ditch, and it's still Jingyang River." My cousin looked at Zhou Zhi with a half-smile, "Who did you listen to?"

"Then this fishing rod wasn't given away to blind people?" Zhou Zhi was a little confused.

"Stop talking nonsense and go cook!"

A simple meal, soup with green bamboo shoots, leaves and sliced ​​meat, and braised radish with green garlic sprouts. After washing the dishes, my cousin asked Yang He: "Can the monk know how to ride a bicycle?"

"If he doesn't know it, I'll take him."

The cousin picked out two keys from the bamboo plate at the door: "Let's go!"

"Choose a women's model, it's easy to get on and off." Zhou Zhi said, "I'm not very good at this craft."

Cousin An Ran is a mechanical geek. One thing about the bicycles in this family is that despite their age, they are still as good as new.

In the early years, when cousin An Ran was still a middle school student, he earned as much as his parents by saving used cars and selling them to his classmates.

When you get to the auto repair shop and have painting equipment, it will be even more serious.

So there is no shortage of bicycles at home.

Zhou Zhi and Yang He had a falling out, and in the end Zhou Zhi rode alone, while Yang He sat aggrievedly behind his cousin.

The bicycle arrived at a small storefront in the city. My cousin led the two of them in, and they heard two beauties waving in the corner. One of them shouted in Mandarin: "Anxin, here!"

People in this city come from all over the world, and they often communicate in Mandarin, which is a major feature of the Sichuan area today.

Zhou Zhi looked at the environment and saw that it could almost be regarded as a cafe.

Of course, they also sell beer and skewers, but they are different from the skewers shops of later generations. There are posters of foreign movies on the walls, and Western light music is playing in the shop...

In other words - still showing off his style.

After sitting down, several girls chatted among themselves before one girl said, "An Xin, why don't you introduce us to us!"

Then the cousin smiled and said: "My cousin doesn't need to be introduced, right? This is his classmate Yang He, everyone can just call him monk."

After that, he introduced Zhou Zhi: "These two are my best friends, this is Lu Qiao, and this is Can Can, please call me sister!"

Zhou Zhi and Yang He nodded quickly: "Hello, sisters."

Zhou Zhi also asked: "Sister Cancan, what is your surname?"

As soon as this question came out, the girls burst into laughter, their faces were red and they kept slapping Lu Qiao and their cousin: "Don't tell him!"

While struggling to avoid the hand of the girl named Cancan covering her mouth, the cousin shouted: "Her surname is Jin!"

Jin? Jin Cancan? This person’s parents are really good at naming!

After laughing for a while, the other person stopped, and the cousin said: "Today the great writer agreed, he is treating me! Monk, what do you want to drink?"

"It's up to me." Yang He was at a loss in this place.

"Let me see what I have." Zhou Zhi took the order.

Today's merchants are very honest. The coffee on the list does not say coffee, but "Nescafe", and the orange juice is not orange juice, but "Guozhen Orange Juice."

The advertisement that Guozhen placed on TV showed the spectacular scene of an American space shuttle taking off, implying that this product was an imported space drink, which was amazing.

There is another even more powerful thing - Tianfu Cola.

Zhou Zhi wanted to try it, but drinking Tianfu Coke in winter was too ridiculous, so he had to say: "Give Yang He a cup of pineapple-flavored Guozhen. It doesn't taste like Sichuan. For me... forget it, I'll stick to green tea."

"Young man who is fishing and drinking tea! Don't embarrass me!" My cousin snatched the order and said, "Then one cup of Guozhen and two cups of coffee!"

Ah...how come drinking tea embarrasses you?!
Chapter completed!