Chapter 163 Sorting Out

"I'm going to Yangcheng." When Ying Caixia told Li Xiaoyun that she was not going to Yanjing but Yangcheng, Li Xiaoyun was stunned.
"Why go to Yangcheng? Yanjing is so good. Even if you don't go to Yanjing, you can stay in Shanghai. Yangcheng is so far away, why are you going there, Sister Ying?" Li Xiaoyun asked curiously.
"Why are you asking so many questions? Caixia is free to go wherever she wants, why do you care about this?" Song Yuanchao interjected. He didn't want Li Xiaoyun to know what Ying Caixia experienced in Jinling. In Song Yuanchao's opinion, this was her privacy. Even if Li Xiaoyun was not an outsider, it was better for her not to know about such things.
"I'm talking to Sister Ying. What does it have to do with you?" Li Xiaoyun rolled her eyes at Song Yuanchao, then asked curiously. Ying Caixia's eyes met Song Yuanchao's. She understood Song Yuanchao's intention and was very grateful.
"I have relatives there. Besides, I'm afraid of the cold, so I'm more accustomed to the south." Ying Caixia was a smart woman and she immediately found a reason that seemed appropriate.
"Is that so..." Li Xiaoyun seemed very disappointed. She had just been thinking about asking Ying Caixia to go to Yanjing. Once in Yanjing, she could look for Ying Caixia to play as usual.
Although Li Xiaoyun has a lively personality, she doesn't have many friends at school. Apart from Lin Yan, the people she's close to are just a few of her roommates and Luo Yang.
As for Lin Yan, although Li Xiaoyun has a good relationship with her, Lin Yan's studies are very heavy and she doesn't have much free time. Moreover, Song Yuanchao and Lin Yan are dating, and Li Xiaoyun can't ignore Song Yuanchao and not let them walk on the street together, right?
It would be different if Ying Caixia went to Yanjing. Although they had just met, they had similar personalities. Besides, Li Xiaoyun knew that Ying Caixia was unemployed now, so when she arrived in Yanjing, she could go to Luoyang's store to help. Not only would it help her find a job, but they could also be together often. Wouldn't this kill two birds with one stone?
But now Ying Caixia said she wanted to go to Yangcheng, which made Li Xiaoyun feel a little disappointed. But Ying Caixia also said that she had relatives in Yangcheng, and she was going to Yangcheng to visit her relatives. It was impossible for Li Xiaoyun to stop her from going.
But the disappointment only flashed through her mind, and soon Li Xiaoyun became happy again: "Going to Yangcheng is not bad, I heard there are a lot of delicious food there. By the way, I will go to Yangcheng to visit you during the summer vacation."
"Girl, all you do is eat and play. Yangcheng is so far away, why did you go there during the summer vacation?" Song Yuanchao didn't know whether to laugh or cry after hearing this. What a ridiculous thing Li Xiaoyun did.
"I'm going to Yangcheng to visit Sister Ying. What's it to you?" Li Xiaoyun rolled her eyes at Song Yuanchao, then she giggled and pulled Ying Caixia's arm and said, "Sister Ying, I'm going to Yangcheng to visit you during the summer vacation. Do you welcome me?"
"Of course you're welcome. When you come, I'll take you around Guangzhou. Just tell me what you want to eat." Ying Caixia nodded with a smile, which made Li Xiaoyun even happier. She immediately started chattering about it. The two women chatted enthusiastically about this topic and left Song Yuanchao aside.
After sitting in the third-floor pavilion for a while, Song Yuanchao left first. Li Xiaoyun and Ying Caixia hit it off immediately. The two women had forgotten about Song Yuanchao while chatting, and they didn't even pay much attention to him when he said hello, but just raised their hands and nodded.
So when Song Yuanchao left, he didn't know why Li Xiaoyun came to him today. But when he thought about it, what could this little girl do to him? She was just bored at home during the holiday and came to play. Now that Ying Caixia was with her, Song Yuanchao didn't have to worry about her.
Song Yuanchao was happy to see Li Xiaoyun and Ying Caixia get along well. Ying Caixia was new to Shanghai and didn't know anyone there, so she only knew Song Yuanchao. In addition, after what happened in Jinling, although it seemed that Ying Caixia had put that incident behind her, Song Yuanchao could see that she still had a knot in her heart.
Men and women are different. Although Song Yuanchao can take care of Ying Caixia, he is a man after all. In many cases, there are some things he cannot do and some things he cannot say. Now that Li Xiaoyun knows her, Song Yuanchao has been saved from this trouble. It is better to have a friend who can talk to her and interact with each other or go out for a walk than to stay in the house all the time.
Time passed quickly, and as the first month of the 1980s passed, February arrived, and the Spring Festival was getting closer and closer.
In the days after returning to Shanghai, Song Yuanchao would go to the factory every day, or stroll around some of the more lively areas in Shanghai, or call Lin Yan who was far away in Yanjing to talk to each other , and have time to have dinner and chat with Li Daqi, Director Ma, Ying Caixia, Li Xiaoyun and others. But more often, Song Yuanchao would stay in his room, tinkering with something.
People close to him only knew that Song Yuanchao seemed to be writing something, but no one had seen what it was specifically. When asked, Song Yuanchao just smiled and said that what he wrote was related to the courses in the Economics Department. After hearing such an answer, everyone lost interest and let him go.
It was already very late at night, Song Yuanchao was writing at his desk, and the ashtray beside him was full of cigarette butts.
I don't know how much time had passed, Song Yuanchao put down his pen and rubbed his stiff hands. The winter in Shanghai is very cold, and there is no heating like in the north. Although the winter is short, only about three months, it is quite difficult to endure during this period.
After writing for so long, his fingers couldn't stand the cold weather. Song Yuanchao rubbed his hands to warm them up, then picked up the teacup beside him and was about to drink.
But before he put it to his lips, he found that the tea in it had already gone cold. Shaking his head and standing up, Song Yuanchao poured out half of the tea in the cup, then picked up the thermos and added hot water.
Song Yuanchao warmed his hands with the tea at just the right temperature while he sipped it and looked at the things he had sorted out.
This is a document that Song Yuanchao compiled based on his memory over several days. There are many things written on it, and much of the content is jumpy and involves a wide range of areas, covering almost every industry.
After looking at it for a while, Song Yuanchao picked up the pen and crossed out a few places. Although these places were important in his opinion, they were beyond his ability to do at the moment. Then he looked at it carefully again, thinking in his mind, and crossed out a few more places.
Half an hour later, the paper was full of places Song Yuanchao had crossed out, and there were not many left. After thinking for a while, Song Yuanchao circled the remaining places and then emphasized them heavily with a pen.
After finishing, Song Yuanchao lit a cigarette, took a deep puff and exhaled the thick smoke. After finishing the cigarette, he stood up and found an aluminum basin, slowly tore the pieces of paper into pieces and threw them into the basin, then lit them with a match. Soon, the room was lit up with flames and a pungent smell of smoke.
I walked to the window and opened it. The cold air from outside rushed into the room instantly, diluting the smell of smoke a lot.
After all the pieces of paper were burned out, Song Yuanchao got some water to put out the dark red ashes, then leaned against the window and looked into the darkness.
The 1980s have arrived, and just as Song Yuanchao and Li Daqi said, this is a golden age, an era that future generations will yearn for.
In the 1980s, the entire country began to undergo earth-shaking changes. The changes that followed in just ten years were enormous and shocked the whole world.
In his previous life, Song Yuanchao had personally experienced this era and knew it better than anyone else. With the arrival of the 1980s, many things that were previously unimaginable or impossible to do could soon be done. This was also what Song Yuanchao had been waiting for, waiting to show his talents in this era.
Song Yuanchao spent several days organizing his thoughts and ideas, and finally came up with this thing. Just now, he deleted many ideas that could not be done for the time being or because the conditions were insufficient, and finally left a few.
Although the things were burned, the contents were still in Song Yuanchao's mind, and he also determined his goal.
After finishing another cigarette, I looked up at the Sanwu brand clock on the chest of drawers. I didn't expect time to pass so quickly. It was already eleven o'clock in the middle of the night.
Qin Zhengguo and Gu Jie will be back tomorrow. They have been separated for half a year. Although Li Daqi has been in contact with them and I heard that they are doing well in Yangcheng, Song Yuanchao has not reunited with them yet.
This time Song Yuanchao specifically requested to come back before returning to Shanghai. He knew that Guangzhou would be busy near the end of the year, but no matter how busy it was, Song Yuanchao had to let them come back. This time when they came back, Song Yuanchao planned to do something big, so he had to explain everything to them.
At five o'clock in the morning, Song Yuanchao went out early, walked straight to the road outside the alley, took out the key and opened the door of a 212 car.
This car was specially borrowed by Zhang Jianguo yesterday. In his previous life, Song Yuanchao knew how to drive, so after he came back this time, he asked Zhang Jianguo to get him a driver's license a few days ago.
It is very easy to get a driver's license now. As a small boss of a large state-owned factory fleet, Zhang Jianguo does have some ways. He asked a friend to jump the queue, go to the scene, get on the car and take a ride around. Less than half an hour later, he got a freshly issued driver's license.
In fact, traffic police rarely check driver's licenses on the road these days, because even in a big city like Shanghai, there are more people than bicycles and fewer cars on the road. The most common means of transportation are still bicycles and buses. Private cars do not exist at all in society. Those small cars on the road are all from government agencies or enterprises. As long as there is no car accident, why would the traffic police go out of their way to check the driver's license?
Having said that, it is still necessary to get a driver's license. This may be because of Song Yuanchao's later habits. It is always uncomfortable to drive the car without a license. Besides, getting a driver's license is not a difficult thing. It is the obligation of every citizen to abide by the law. Song Yuanchao does not want to cause trouble because of such a trivial matter.
I got in the car, inserted the key, stepped on the clutch and started the engine...
The car was well maintained. Song Yuanchao had driven a car like 212 in his previous life. New cars were fine, but old cars had a lot of problems. This car was the best one picked by Zhang Jianguo from the fleet. The engine was powerful with a gentle roar. After releasing the handbrake, Song Yuanchao shifted into gear and lightly stepped on the accelerator. The car slowly drove out from the street and headed towards the train station in the morning light.
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