Chapter 30 The old man on the side (1)
There are three residential buildings in the Central Plaza, not only the building leader, but also the property. The roads in front, back, left and right are all main roads in the urban area, all of which are responsible for urban management and do not require community management. If only residents are concerned, the work in the Central Plaza is easier to do than those old communities.
Han Xiaowu chatted with the square property staff for a while, then walked upstairs with two enthusiastic aunts, and simply handed over the questionnaire for the creation of a culture and then rode a small electric donkey to patrol the area.
Unexpectedly, as soon as I arrived at the gate of Su Jian Garden, I was stopped by part-time grid worker Lao Yang.
"Uncle Yang, why are you doing here if you don't go fishing today?" Han Xiaowu asked.
"Xiao Han, you're here just in time."
Old Yang didn't bother to answer, and pulled Han Xiaowu into the crowd, pointed to an old man carrying a travel bag on his shoulder and carrying a big bag in his hand and said, "He came from Xijiang. He used to be from Anhai. He went to Xijiang when he was a teenager and stayed there for decades. This is the first time he went back to his hometown. He said that he had a relative living in our community and wanted to meet him, but he couldn't tell his name, and he didn't know what building he lived in. He had already bought the train ticket back to Xijiang and left early tomorrow morning. He might not have the chance to come back again..."
Han Xiaowu heard a rough idea and looked at the old man in Mandarin and asked, "Hello, I am Xiao Han from the community, are you old noble surname?"
The old man quickly answered: "My surname is Liu, my name is Liu Aiguo. I can't speak Mandarin. You can speak Anhai dialect to me."
Han Xiaowu was surprised and immediately asked in local dialect: "You have lived in Xijiang for decades and can still speak Anhai dialect?"
"I didn't go alone. We went to Anhai for thousands of people. There are several villages over us who are from Anhai, and we usually speak Anhai dialect!"
"He went to the border and went to a group in 1956. I remember mobilizing several times later, and went to several groups." An old man squeezed in and said.
"A total of four batches were taken!"
When I returned to my hometown, the old man who was looking for relatives with his backpack was also very excited. He told everyone with his fingers: "56 is the first batch, 57 is the second batch, 59 is the third batch, and 61 is the last batch, and a total of eight or nine thousand people have been there. I went there in the third batch, and I have been living in Western Xinjiang for 60 years!"
When I was young, I left home and returned home, but my local accent did not change and my hair was weak.
Han Xiaowu could understand the old man's mood at this moment and couldn't help asking: "You can't come back if you go?"
"When I first arrived there, I had to do production. There were Gobi Deserts all around, and I couldn't even see a few grass! When I got there, I was busy deforesting the land and farming. How could I have time to come back? Later, I settled down there, and I was so far away. It took more than ten days to go back and forth on the road back and forth, and I had to spend a lot of money, so I couldn't come back even if I wanted to."
The old man put down his handbag, unzipped the zipper and took out the water cup, took a sip of water, and then said: "In the past, not only were the transportation inconvenient, but the communication was not easy, and fewer and fewer contacts with the people in his hometown, but later he couldn't get in touch. They didn't know the situation on our side, nor did we know the situation on our side, so they gradually broke off the contact."
"Yes, not only was the traffic bad at that time, but I didn't even know if I could receive the letter." An old lady next to me couldn't help but shed tears.
The old man who returned from Xijiang had already cried in tears. He wiped his tears: "I am the first person to come back in our village. I didn't dare to come back because I don't know what's going on in my hometown, and I don't know if there is anyone in my hometown, and who to come back to find?"
"Then why did you make this decision?" Han Xiaowu asked.
"It's a coincidence that there is a construction team in Anhai doing engineering projects. The boss of the construction team heard that many Anhai people lived there for decades, so he drove a car to find our village. We didn't know how happy we saw people in my hometown and heard the dialect of my hometown..."
When the old man thought of the scene at that time, he kept wiping his tears and was so excited that he couldn't continue talking.
"It's good to come back, it's good to come back, welcome to your house!"
"Old brother, we welcome you."
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The old man around him was crying, comforting and welcoming.
Han Xiaowu also had a sore nose and red eyes, so he quickly took out a tissue and handed it over.
The old man took the tissue and wiped it, and choked and said, "Although the young people in the village also speak Anhai dialect, they were all born and raised there. They have never lived in their hometown and have little feelings for their hometown. We are different. When we are free, we want to go home and come back to see it, so we ask the boss of the construction team to help us find out about our relatives in our hometown.
Boss Yu is such a good person. Not only did he go to see us, but he also took our condolences seriously and asked us for inquiries. When we left, he was still a brigade and a commune. Now many brigades are gone, even the townships are gone, and our mother is gone long ago! It is also difficult for Boss Yu to try his best to help me find my cousin. The other people in the village have no luck, and they have never contacted me.
As soon as I heard the letter, I called my cousin. When my cousin received the call, she couldn't remember me as a person! After talking to her for a long time, she remembered. I cried, and she cried too. The two of them cried on the phone. I knew that there were people in my hometown, with phone calls and addresses, so I went to buy a ticket the next day..."
"So you've seen your cousin?"
"I saw that her family is now the same village as my hometown, but it was not before. I lived in her house for four days and found several relatives. I originally wanted to visit my old father and mother's grave and burn some paper to kowtow, but it was too old, and they didn't know where my old father and mother's grave was."
The old man wiped his tears again and continued, "My cousin is old, his ears are a little deaf, and his eyes are not good. She has no son, only two girls, and all the girls are outside. Now living alone, I can't let her take care of me three times a day. Thinking about it, I have come back, and my relatives have found several. It's time to be content, so I asked my cousin's grandson-in-law to buy two tickets online. I took the train to Jiangcheng early tomorrow morning and transferred from Jiangcheng back to Xijiang. I never thought that last night, my cousin's grandson-in-law suddenly called me and said that I had found my nephew, who was my brother's grandson."
"He lives in this neighborhood?"
"Well, he said he lives in Sujian Garden!"
"What's his name?"
"I said on the phone last night that I am old and have a bad memory. I forgot after sleeping."
"Did he call you?"
"He called me, I have his phone number."
The old man left his hometown for sixty years and rarely returned to his hometown once. He may not come back in his life. As long as he can meet relatives, he naturally wants to meet again and leave.
Han Xiaowu understood his wish very much and urged: "Since you have a phone number, then call quickly. If you don't have a phone, use my phone, or I'll call for you!"
The old man took out an old man's phone from his pocket that was almost worn out and said sadly: "His number is in the phone. This phone was fine last night and in the morning. I don't know what's going on, so I can't turn on the phone here."
"I'll take a look."
"Please trouble you."
"It's okay, no trouble."
Han Xiaowu took the old man's phone, but no matter how he pressed the power button, he didn't respond. He had to remove the battery and take out the card, and wanted to try to install it in his phone first to see if he could call the call record, but found that the old man's card was not cut and could not be installed. Seeing that there was a mobile phone shop diagonally across the road, he simply took the old man to the mobile phone shop and briefly told the boss about the situation and asked the boss to help him find an old man's phone to try it.
The boss was very enthusiastic, but he found an old man's machine, installed the card and turned it on and looked at it, and said helplessly: "His number must be in the mobile phone, not in the storage card. It's blank. The mobile phone battery is fine, it should be because the mobile phone motherboard is broken. This kind of miscellaneous old man's machine is not easy to repair, and no one is willing to repair it now. Why don't you go to the business hall to ask if you can get the call record?"
"Uncle, the mobile business hall is not far from here, why don't I accompany you to ask?"
"Okay, thank you so much, you are all good people!"
"Uncle, don't be busy with thanks." The boss returned the phone to the old man and asked with concern, "Did you apply for this card with your own ID card or someone else's ID card?"
The old man looked up and said, "This mobile phone was bought by my son for me, and the number was also purchased by my son. I don't want me to pay the phone bill. He said he would deduct money from his mobile phone every month."
"That's a family number. The number is in your son's name. Even if you use your ID card to go to the business hall, you won't help you adjust it."
"I have used my number for several years, but I can't get it out even if I use my ID card?"
"The business hall has regulations that the host must go to the phone's ID card to check the call history."
The old man was stunned and froze there with his cell phone.
Han Xiaowu was secretly scolding that the phone was not broken early and not broken late. Why did it break at this time? The mobile phone owner suddenly asked: "Uncle, you should remember your son's phone number, right? We can call him and ask him to go to the business hall in Xijiang to check the call records."
The old man said with a sad face: "I...I can't remember his number, either. I have never remembered it. When he bought this phone for me, he kept the numbers of him, my daughter-in-law, my grandson, and granddaughter in it. I called them, don't press the number, just find the name."
I can't remember anything and have no clues, so it's troublesome.
Han Xiaowu really couldn't bear to let him return to Xijiang with regrets, so he asked unwillingly: "Uncle, your cousin lives in Xitang Town. You should remember your cousin's name, the village where your cousin's home is, right?"
"I will never forget this. My cousin's surname is Xu and his name is Xu Meizhu. Her family lives in Group 9, Lizhuang Village, Xitang Town, right behind the village office, not far from the village office."
"This is easy. I'll help you contact your cousin. She should have the phone number of her grandson-in-law. As long as we can contact her grandson-in-law, we can contact your nephew. After all, your nephew is her grandson-in-law who helped you contact."
"Young man, thank you so much, but Xitang is quite far away from here..."
"It's okay, I have an acquaintance in Xitang, so I don't have to go to Xitang. I'll send a WeChat message and ask an acquaintance to help you ask."
Chapter completed!