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Chapter 53: The haunting voice

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    "Hu Guangnan, is Hu Guangnan here?" In the telecommunications business hall, a male staff member holding a loudspeaker shouted his name loudly. His voice became very hoarse due to talking loudly for a long time.  "Hu Guangnan, I'm calling you!" A young man who was sleeping soundly on a bench was pushed awake by his companions. When he heard his name being called, he jumped up with a smile and ran to the caller.  "I'm Hu Guangnan! Is it my turn?" He rubbed his hands and grinned uncontrollably.  "Come on, go to phone booth No. 5. After the person in front of you has finished talking and hung up, you can pick up the phone and talk Oh, wait," he grabbed the impatient Hu Guangnan and warned, "Remember  Wait, after the person in front hangs up the phone, he has to tap the handle before the operator knows that the call has ended. The operator has to disconnect the previous line and plug in the line you requested to answer, and then you can talk normally by picking up the phone. "  "I know, I know! Is this the telephone room No. 5?" Hu Guangnan was impatient and quickly ran towards the telephone room. He didn't know if he really understood.  The staff sighed and shook their heads.  "Still asleep, you won't hear me when I call you later!" He Yuanchao dozed off while leaning on the bench with his hands folded, staring in confusion as he felt someone shaking his body.  He opened his eyes sleepily and found that it was Kong Lingchen. Next to him, Xue Zhen was holding two basins of gruel. The aroma came to his nostrils, and his stomach suddenly growled.  "I've asked you to guard the country all night. Thank you for your hard work. Come, have something to eat first." Xue Zhen handed over the porridge and said softly.  "It's my sister-in-law who feels sorry for me. It's not like someone who went back and hugged his wife for a beautiful sleep, and then knew how to accuse others when he came." He Yuanchao happily took the rice bowl and sarcastically said to Kong Lingchen.  He brought the rice bowl to his mouth and drank a few big mouthfuls of porridge. He felt something was in his stomach. He picked up the steamed buns with chopsticks and ate them in big mouthfuls.  As soon as the phone was connected, the caller started to scramble.  He Yuanchao and Xue Zhen came after school yesterday, and the business hall was already crowded at that time.  After they arrived, under the guidance of others, they first went to the counter to apply for a call, registered their name, called the city phone number, called the person, and then started waiting.  They waited until midnight. He Yuanchao was afraid that Xue Zhen couldn't support it, so he asked her to go back to rest first and volunteered to stay and watch.  "I'm not like someone who agreed to wait here and ended up falling asleep. I just went to the counter and asked, and they said there were 148 people in front of me." Kong Lingchen had been fighting with him for many years.  He didn't want to suffer a loss, so he immediately came back with ridicule.  "It's been too long to wait." Xue Zhen didn't want them to quarrel, so she changed the subject.  "How can manual transfer be faster? A telephone line is a channel and can only be used by one phone. This is nothing. The key is that the transfer time is too long." Kong Lingchen was in the technical school and was better informed.  she explained.  Phone transfer is the most painful. If the route is smooth, it won¡¯t take much time manually.  But even trunk lines have limited capacity.  Especially some lines with high occupancy rate are often busy. Either the call is given up and the call is tried again after a while, or the call can only be kept waiting.  What¡¯s even more frightening is that this impact is not single-line, but interactive.  If a point is blocked, if the lines of other exchange stations passing through this point are always busy and waiting, the impact of the busy line will spread, and the lines of other exchange stations will also be in a suspended state.  Brigade 291 has a total of sixteen lines, one of which is a direct dedicated line for domestic contact, and there are two reserved lines.  There are only thirteen lines in Longkang Branch, and each line is very valuable. Once occupied, the efficiency will be greatly reduced.  Therefore, the operator of the telecommunications bureau received a notice to leave two lines as waiting lines. If the number exceeds two lines, the call number will be skipped directly and the following numbers will be forwarded first.  "It's better that your technical school is well-paid. Like the teachers at the school, you can directly use the reserved lines." He Yuanchao said sourly.  School teachers and other people coming from China can communicate with China through reserved lines instead of using public lines. A single call time is also longer than a public phone, and you can talk for half an hour at a time.  He Yuanchao and others are different. There are few lines and many people calling. Each person's single call time is limited to five minutes (the transfer time does not count, the time is counted when you pick up the phone).  Therefore, although Kong Lingchen has not contacted his family yet, he is not in a hurry. Unlike He Yuanchao and Xue Zhen, who had to stay up late just to make a phone call.  Kong Lingchen didn¡¯t argue with him this time, he just smiled.  There are thirteen lines and five minutes of call time per person. It is said that there are more than 140 people in the queue and only one of them can come to the call.?Just fine.  However, due to the long transfer time, when it was almost seven o'clock, there were still twenty-five or six people in front of us.  Kong Lingchen couldn't accompany him anymore. He had to rush back to the technical school for classes, so he could only say sorry to Xue Zhen and leave in a hurry, taking the dishes and chopsticks that the three of them had eaten back to the dormitory.  He Yuanchao and the two made up their minds to make a phone call today, even if they skipped a day of class for this purpose.  They don¡¯t know that the school has already received a notice from the brigade headquarters and will not name names for the time being.  After all, after so many years abroad, the educated youth are homesick and almost sick. Being unkind will only lead to backlash.  After this period of time, everyone's restless mood calmed down, and it is not too late to impose stricter requirements.  "Wei Jie, are Wei Jie here" The voice of the staff who called the number became hoarse and the person looked haggard. He held up a plastic speaker and shouted his name loudly.  "Here, here!" A man hurried over.  Looking eagerly at each person finishing the phone call, the two of them felt even more intense. Finally, the last person in line also entered the phone room. He Yuanchao was even more excited and couldn't sit still. He stood up and walked towards the waiting area.  Go.  A staff member raised his wrist to look at his watch, then checked the list, walked to the No. 2 phone room, and knocked on the door: "Comrade Gu Lin, there is still one minute left on the call! Is there anything important you need to tell your family?"  Please tell me quickly and don¡¯t miss it. The operator will automatically cut off the line when the time comes.¡± He repeated the same words and then returned.  People who enter the phone room will lose track of time when talking to their relatives at home. It is also the responsibility of the staff to inform them in advance and explain the important matters that need to be said clearly.  "Xue Zhen, is Xue Zhen here?" The staff member who called the name changed and a young man came up, his voice was much clearer and louder.  When He Yuanchao heard this, he hurriedly urged Xue Zhen: "Come over quickly, by the way, grab the little notebook!" "Yeah!"  Fourth, list the things you have thought about saying to your family before.  He Yuanchao didn't prepare anything. He considered himself a heartless guy. He called this time just to accompany Xue Zhen, fearing that it would be inconvenient for her to be a girl.  When it's his turn later, he can just say a few words to his family, why bother thinking so much.  The staff asked Xue Zhen to confirm her name, the city and number she was calling, and asked her to wait outside the phone room No. 6.  The door to the phone room No. 6 opened, and a female educated youth came out with tears on her face, still sobbing and crying softly.  Xue Zhen squeezed out a smile nervously, smiled at her, then trotted into the phone room and closed the door.  He Yuanchao watched her enter the phone room with a smile on his face. He took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a long puff.  "He Yuanchao, it's your turn!" "Here it comes!" He threw away the cigarette he had just taken two puffs on, ran over with a smile on his face, found his information in the record book, signed to confirm, and then waited until he arrived under the instructions of the staff.  Outside the telephone room.  The time has come, but the door is not open yet.  "Shao Dahai, Comrade Shao Dahai!" The staff came over and knocked on the door.  ¡°Wait a minute, it¡¯ll be fine!¡± A rumbling voice came from inside, with an obvious nasal sound.  ¡°Wait a moment, maybe he needs to tidy up.¡± The staff member explained to He Yuanchao apologetically.  "It's okay, I understand!" He Yuanchao smiled easily.  Everyone who called was like this. Even though it was soundproofed by wooden boards, you could still hear the crying coming from inside.  The people who came out also had their eyes swollen from crying and their faces were full of tears.  But he doesn¡¯t think that will happen.  Isn't it just a phone call? As for that, I have been beaten by the old man at home since I was a child, and my mother has been nagging me all day long. Speaking of it, in the past few years outside, if there is no heavy physical work, it can be regarded as the easiest life. No one cares about it.  he.  If it weren't for Xue Zhen's company, he wouldn't like to hear their voices.  Click.  An educated youth student slowly opened the phone room door, with tears still on his face and trembling lips. He was still immersed in a strong emotion and couldn't extricate himself.  "Brother, don't cry. How many people are watching? Have you spoken to your family?" He Yuanchao patted his shoulder with concern and asked.  "Well! It was my mother who answered the phone. She said that my dadmy dad is no longer here! When he was leaving, he still called me by my nickname until he finally left!" The educated youth burst into tears again.  , burst into tears.  He Yuanchao¡¯s expression froze, and he pressed heavily on his shoulders, what?I can't even say any words of comfort.  "You go in, we will handle it." The staff member sighed, supported the man, and asked He Yuanchao to enter the phone room.  He Yuanchao nodded expressionlessly, entered the inner room, and closed the door behind his back.  "I don't know if it was influenced by the person just now. His mood suddenly became heavy at this moment. He looked at the phone hanging on the wall and suddenly didn't dare to answer it.  He leaned against the wooden door and took out the cigarette case. He found that his hands were shaking a little and he couldn't shake out the cigarette after pouring it twice.  He roughly tore open the cigarette case, grabbed a random cigarette and put it on his lips to hold it in his mouth. He put the other cigarettes randomly into his pocket, regardless of whether they were neatly placed or whether the shredded tobacco would come out and stain his pocket.  One, two, three, until the fourth match, the match was not broken.  He lit the cigarette and took a big drag. The smoke suddenly poured into his lungs, causing him to cough.  "Comrade, please hurry up, the people behind are waiting!" He didn't answer the phone, and the staff outside reminded him after being notified by the operator to come and look at his door.  "Got it!" He responded in a rough voice, and finally suppressed his coughing. He sucked off half of the cigarette in one gulp, threw it to the ground, crushed it out with his toes, and stepped forward to answer the phone.  What are you afraid of!  ¡°I can¡¯t cry anyway, not even if I¡¯m beaten to death!¡±  Before the phone came to my ear, I heard a familiar and old voice: "Second brother, is it the second child? You are talking, and my mother is so anxious! You damn kid, you haven't come back for so many years, why?"  Not even a word!" Tears welled up from his eyes unconsciously, sliding down his face with burning heat.  He Yuanchao wanted to be calm, say hello to his mother in a relaxed tone, and ask how the two elders were doing, whether the eldest was married, whether he was already an uncle, and whether the family situation was good.  But when he opened his mouth, he heard himself let out a heartbreaking cry: "Mom! Mom! Mom, I miss you so much! I had a dream yesterday about our house and the dormitory outside.  In the yard, I see you at the door, but I can¡¯t get past it. No matter how I look, I can¡¯t see your appearance clearly! Mom, Mom, I miss you, dad, and brother. I can¡¯t sleep all night long.  Sleep!" Then, I couldn't stop crying.
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