Bai Fumei in the 70’s

Chapter 88:

If Zhao Yongqing was a grumpy or authoritarian father, he would surely slap such a “little apostate” daughter so that she would never guarantee to take care of these bad things.

However...Zhao Yongqing at this meeting listened to her daughter's ridiculous comments, and was choked for a while, then angrily black face, and finally fell into deep thought.

Zhao Lanxiang remembered that her father abandoned the iron rice bowl in his forehead in the 1980s and ran to the sea to do business. Although he did not make a fortune and did not make a fortune, there were people in suits carrying briefcases and some people called the boss .

Moss's hair was so polished that he could wear black leather shoes. It is a pity that Xiao Huzi was brainwashed too much by grandpa, and finally did not inherit the family business, and ran to become a poor public security.

Zhao Yongqing thought for a moment, and finally said seriously: "If you lack money, I will give you."

"Don't sell anything to eat, it's dangerous."

"Your father and mother are only your daughter. If you are caught and squatted in prison, I will not recognize you as your daughter."

Zhao Lanxiang responded obediently, and she felt that her father should not be refuted at this moment. He didn't know that reform and opening up a year later, he had his scruples, and if he was so confused about the future, he could communicate with his children so calmly.

Zhao Lanxiang said with a smile: "Thank you dad."

She divided the pockets of the New Year's drums into red and wrapped them in red packets. When the firecrackers downstairs began to crackle, she took out a red envelope from her arms and handed it to Zhao Yongqing.

"Happy New Year!" Zhao Lanxiang said.

Zhao Yongqing's temple couldn't help but smoked, and there was pain in the back of his head.

Xiao Huzi shouted, covering his ears downstairs, giggling, and after a burst of lively firecrackers passed, he ran up like a whirlwind, pulling Zhao Lanxiang's hand with great interest.

"Girl, let's go to firecrackers!"

"Dad go!"

He handed the fragrance in his hand to Zhao Yongqing, his palms were soaked with stickiness, and the child's body was like a small stove, and he ran for a while with his vest full of sweat. Zhao Yongqing took the incense and took his son down the stairs. His wife had already hung the firecrackers he bought at the door.

"Firecrackers for the New Year..."

He struck a match to light the incense and used it to detonate the firecrackers.

Little Huzi stared at the red flakes splashing in the firecrackers, clapped with joy, and even forgot to cover his ears. Zhao Lanxiang covered his ears for him, and the child's eyes grew brighter.

Really energetic, like the little sun.

Looking at the pair of pure and clear eyes, Zhao Lanxiang remembered another pair of deep black eyes, wide and dull, as attractive as a vortex.

I don’t know how He Songbai is doing in the country. Do they eat the lively reunion dinner like they do today, listening to the lively sound of firecrackers. However, Zhao Lanxiang knows that he must still be killing pigs in his 30s, but he always spares no effort to work hard if he is allowed to catch a chance of turning over.

Refuse to let go of himself.

Miss him very much. Zhao Lanxiang gazed at the gradually darkened sky, gazed at the dark night without the moon, and felt the joy of living in the same world as him.

This feeling is really happy, and now, the moonlight will shine on her as if it were on her.

After 12 o'clock in the middle of the night, Zhao Lanxiang fed Xiaohuzi a little sour juice to digest.

Xiao Huzi is looking forward to authentically: "This year's holiday is a lot of delicious."

"Is there still rice cake to eat tomorrow?"

"Yes, but you can't eat anymore at night."

Xiao Huzi made a pity in regret and rubbed his eyes in distress, "I like Chinese New Year."

Zhao Lanxiang couldn't help but laugh, who doesn't like this Chinese New Year. In the era of lack of materials, the New Year is the memory of a generation. She will always remember the mother's fried Sixi balls, the minced meat was minced and fried into balls. Such a precious bite is a delicacy that can only be tasted during the New Year. Although she was not good at cooking, the fragrant and tender meatballs revived her love for food.

In order to celebrate the New Year, the whole family has been busy for half a month, busy and happy. This strong taste of the year is not comparable to later generations.

...

On New Year's Day, Zhao's family of four went to the mountain to grab the first incense. The temple can’t be worshiped, and it was already demolished when it was broken.

However, the traditions passed down by the ancestors for nearly a thousand years were not transferred by the will of a small number of people. The Zhao Yongqing family quickly went down the mountain after inserting the three incense sticks. Many people they met along the way were in a hurry. Stay there without saying hello.

Even the diligent public security will have to rest during the New Year, and the public security family will have to burn incense and pray for blessings.

However, this kind of activity was secretly done at home a few years ago. Until several important leaders passed away this year, the spontaneous condolences of the masses were artificially banned, and the rebound was even stronger. The result was four people. It's getting easier.

Even the Xiangbai Mountain, everyone is bright and upright.

Zhao Yongqing led his son and wife, and a family of four happily went to the park to see Hanmei blooming in early spring. After returning home in the afternoon, all of them were tired and paralyzed in bed, unwilling to move.

Zhao Lanxiang held up her spirits, got up after a break, and got up again, packed several rice cakes, fritters, and egg yolk rolls in a basket. According to the agreement, she went to the military compound.

Under the dead tree, she saw Gu Shuoming.

Gu Shuoming seemed to have waited for a long time, seeing her coming, drooping down her thick eyebrows and flicking her own hat. As soon as he opened his mouth, mist rose.

"Bring so many things?"

He looked at it subconsciously, and Zhao Lanxiang said, "Waiting for a long time."

Gu Shuoming's expression was faint, and black eyes flashed a trace of ruff.

"Go, as you wish, take you around."

Zhao Lanxiang nodded.

She said, "Will your price be a bit high?"

Gu Shuoming straightened his hat and said, "Mutual benefit is fair."

He paused and said lightly: "Anyway, you are also pulled into the water, so you don't have to worry about paying the debt."

Zhao Lanxiang listened, crying and laughing.

Gu Shuming was so generous that he was ashamed of Zhao Lanxiang. Since she knew that Jiang Jianjun was reborn, the only thing she could trust was Gu Shuoming. He was really very eager, and he had successfully evaluated the advanced and advanced evaluations at the end of the year. It's time to move up and look forward to the age and seniority.

Gu Shuoming took Zhao Lanxiang along the way to "stroke the city" and met acquaintances on the road.

The acquaintance asked cheerfully, "What are you targeting?"

Gu Shuoming pretended to be deep and pretended: "Don't talk nonsense."

He paused at the right moment, and said again: "Take the girl to meet my parents, they are all friends."

"Hehehehe..." The acquaintances laughed white teeth.

Waiting for someone to leave, Zhao Lanxiang couldn't help laughing. It is not without reason for Gu Gong to be so humorous, his son is really in the same line with him.

Zhao Lanxiang said with a smile: "There are still a lot of girls of my age here. I will introduce you to you later."

Gu Shuoming gave a cluelessly, silently added: "I like cute and gentle."

When Zhao Lanxiang came to Gu Shuoming's house, Gu Gong was also there. It can't be overstated that he saw Zhao Lanxiang's eyes suddenly.

"Oh, why are you here!"

"Xiao Zhao will sit down quickly, the child **** fruit and fruit, wash a few!"

Gu Gong said: "If you couldn't go home, thanks to Li Dali's work, you will be able to come back with you in a team a few days earlier."

Gu Gong is obviously a servant who just got off the train.

Zhao Lanxiang put the basket on the table and smiled: "Although it is regrettable, it is accompanied by the return to the country."

Gu Gong hummed in a hurry to answer, his thoughts had already flown to the basket of pastries. He hurriedly squeezed a crispy burrito and ate it bitterly. The burrito was wrapped in several layers of powder coating on the outside, and the egg yolks were rolled up. From inside to outside, there was a circle of yellow and white.

This kind of pastry is especially easy to make, and the ingredients are also common, that is, it has to be grilled over fire. On the New Year’s Eve, Zhao Lanxiang stayed by the stove and roasted in the middle of the night, and was defeated by Feng Lian.

But Feng Lian said that he wanted to make another pot after eating the yolk crisp.

"After eating your rice cakes and cakes, I feel a bit like a Chinese New Year." Gu Gong scratched his head and said with a smile.

Gu Ma, who had washed the fruit, gave Gu Gong a glance around her waist, and Gu Gong honestly ate dim sum.

Zhao Lanxiang also let Gu Ma taste some sweet rice cakes.

Gu Gong said: "Children's mother, this is the little Zhao who often helps me in the country."

"The craftsmanship is better, you will try it soon."

Gu Ma took Zhao Lanxiang for a while with a smile, asked Gu Gong about the country, and looked at Zhao Lanxiang with a motherly smile.

Zhao Lanxiang couldn't bear the repeated bombardment of Gu Ma, and coughed softly, saying, "Auntie, I still have something to do, let me retreat first."

Gu Shuoming only went to the toilet and released his hand, and found that his mother had asked all the girls. He sent Zhao Lanxiang out of the army, and he turned back to his mother and said, "Don't hit her idea."

"She is here to introduce me to the object."

Gu Ma akimbo, turned his face and growled: "If you have the ability, take back the person she introduced. I don't think it's a good thing. It's not suitable there. It's not right, it's not that way. You'll **** up!

Gu Shuoming was smirked by his mother and said vaguely: "I'm out."

...

Before Zhao Lanxiang walked out of the army's door, he accidentally ran into Jiang Jianjun who had returned from City B in a hurry.

She pretended not to see, and walked straight across the gate to the street.

Jiang Jianjun, who didn't close his eyes for two days and two nights and dragged his luggage back tiredly, didn't realize it until he walked a hundred meters away. He threw away his luggage and hurried to the street.

He went to the person and caught her hand.

"Why don't you say hello when you meet?"

Despite the weariness on his face and the red blood on his eyes, he did not detract from his handsomeness. His faint voice has a very thick magnetism, and at this moment he smiles slightly, and exerts the charm he can possess.

Zhao Lanxiang raised his head and silently shook his hand away.

She seemed to be pleasantly surprised but greeted normally: "Are you back?"

Jiang Jianjun nodded and smiled, "Yeah, I'm back. The last time I asked you something important, I found a task."

Zhao Lanxiang said: "I have something important to tell you."

She took a deep breath and said happily: "Aren't you particularly annoying me, um... I won't see you again in the future, I have someone I like. I also wish you a better life in the future."

Jiang Jianjun's bright smile didn't have time to spread, and he suddenly froze his lips.

The author has something to say: *

small theater:

Ping Shengjun: Don't you complain that I didn't give you a face?

Gave this time

is that useful?

Ok?

Is Brother Bo cute? (A louder than a loud)

Jiang Jianjun: "..."

I heard that the college entrance examination is on the list, and I wish you all a happy graduation!

You are the best!

Old school sister's advice, choosing a major is a pit, be cautious!