Portable Museum

"Call everyone tomorrow, it's Chinese New Year, it's lively.

I'll prepare something rare for you. "Zhang Junping said with a smile.

"Master Zhang, what you said made our hearts itch. Can you tell me in advance what kind of rare thing it is?" Scarface asked with a sneer.

"Haha...ha! You will know tomorrow!" Zhang Junping smiled and patted Scarface's shoulder.

Although he knew that Scarface's so-called itching was just a joke, Zhang Junping was still very happy.

After joking a few words, Zhang Junping rode an probably new three-wheeled scooter and left Caishikou.

Scarface made Zhang Junping very satisfied with this, and he didn't ask a single word when he shouldn't have asked.

Zhang Junping rode a three-wheeled scooter into an empty alley, and when he came out, there were already three large wine vats on the scooter.

One hundred catties of wine jars.

Thanks to the stocky tricycles of this era, the wooden boards on them are thick enough to carry the three jars of wine.

Riding a tricycle, I came to the district committee family courtyard.

The gatekeeper already knew Zhang Junping, so he let Zhang Junping in without even asking, and just looked at the tricycle curiously.

Although Qiu Zhengqiang has gone to work in the municipal government, he has not moved yet.

It is said that the house where the previous leader lived has just been vacated and is still under intense renovation.

It will take years to move there.

After Zhang Junping parked the tricycle, he picked up a wine jar and went upstairs.

More than 100 catties is very easy for him. If the wine jar is not hard to use, he can easily lift it with each hand.

knock on the door.

It was the second sister Qiu Wenyu who opened the door. Seeing Zhang Junping standing at the door holding a wine jar, she cried out in shock, "Oh! Pingzi, what are you doing?"

"Second sister, this is medicinal wine for our father!" Zhang Junping explained with a smile.

"Come in! How heavy is a tank like this!

You came up and called for someone to ask your brother-in-law to go down and carry it up for you..." Qiu Wenyu let Zhang Junping into the room while chattering.

"It's okay, second sister, there is a chance for second brother-in-law to perform.

There are two altars of medicinal wine below! "Zhang Junping laughed.

"Brother-in-law, is this the medicinal wine you made?" Qiu Jianguo came out of the living room, staring at the wine jar in Zhang Junping's arms and asked.

"Why are you still holding this child, put it down quickly!" Mother Qiu said with some distress.

"Mom, it's okay! It's only over 100 catties, not heavy.

Look where you put it, I will hold it in directly, so as not to change hands again. "Zhang Junping said with a smile.

"This child doesn't weigh more than 100 catties?" Mother Qiu complained, and quickly opened the door of the storage room, asking Zhang Junping to put the wine jar in the storage room.

After Zhang Junping put it down carefully, he let out a sigh of relief.

This thing is not heavy, but it is not easy to use force, it is a bit strong.

Then, Zhang Junping called Qiu Jianguo and Ma Mingchen to go downstairs to bring up the other two jars of wine.

Zhang Junping hugged a jar by himself, and moved the wine into the house very easily.

Qiu Jianguo and Ma Mingchen took a lot of effort to get the wine jar into the house, and almost dropped the wine jar, sweating profusely from exhaustion.

"Look at what the two of you can do? Moving a wine jar has exhausted you like this.

Look at Pingzi, who is carried up by himself without breathing.

I really can't do anything, and I can't eat enough! "Qiu Wenyu said with a look of disgust.

"Don't compare me to him, can you? This kid is a monster!" Qiu Jianguo gasped heavily and said with aggrieved face.

"Mom, look at my elder brother, he scolded Pingzi!" Qiu Wenyan was unhappy, and stomped her feet to complain to Qiu's mother.

"Can you talk? How can you say that about your brother-in-law!" Qiu's mother pretended to hit Qiu Jianguo, but she murmured in her heart: Isn't it a monster?

How can ordinary people have such great strength.

Immediately, she became happy again. Only when the son-in-law is in good health can the daughter be happier.

This is a good thing!

Chapter 243 A Harmonious Family

"The jar of wine I brought up first was for Dad to drink, it has the effect of nourishing the middle and Qi, half a tael a day, no more than one tael at most.

The jar brought up from behind is for your mother to drink, the same, no more than one or two a day.

The second sister and elder sister-in-law can also drink this wine. It can replenish blood and replenish the energy necessary for the body, and it has the effects of beautifying the skin and delaying aging.

The elder brother and the second brother-in-law brought up the altar of medicinal wine, which is for the two of you to drink, to strengthen your body, warm your liver and kidneys. "Zhang Junping smiled and explained the different effects of the three jars of wine.

"Thank you, brother-in-law!" Qiu Jianguo grinned and patted Zhang Junping on the shoulder.

"My family, why are you being polite! Brother, I have to remind you that the medicinal wine has the word "medicine" after all, so you can't drink too much, otherwise it will hurt your body instead of maintaining your health." Zhang Junping reminded with a smile.

"I know, I know! Who would drink more of this stuff!"

"It's good to know, there are some medicinal materials in it, but they are not so easy to handle! Now the international community has begun to protect them, and in a few years, the country will definitely enact laws to protect them.

At that time, if you tried to get this thing again, it would be a violation of the law. "Zhang Junping laughed.

"Sister, is this brother-in-law?" A woman in military uniform asked at this moment.

"By the way! Let me introduce to you, this is my little sister Lingling, who is in the army art troupe! I won't tell you which army is specific!" Qiu Jianguo introduced while patting Zhang Junping on the shoulder.

"Third brother-in-law, don't listen to my elder brother's nonsense. I am a singer in the military and political song and dance troupe." Qiu Wenling said generously.

Zhang Junping discovered that the three sisters, Qiu Wenyan, have perfectly inherited the advantages of their mother-in-law and father-in-law. All of them are tall and plump, beautiful and full of grandeur.

Qiu Wenling added a soldier's heroic demeanor.

Soldiers in this era, even art soldiers like song and dance troupes, still need to undergo certain military training, because they have to go to the company to show condolences, so they have a strong military temperament.

Unlike later, the literary and art soldiers could not be seen as soldiers without wearing military uniforms. It is said that military uniforms do not look like soldiers.

He hurriedly smiled and said hello, "Hi Lingling! I've heard of you a long time ago, but I didn't expect you to come back today, and I didn't prepare a gift."

"It's okay, it's okay!" Qiu Wenling quickly waved her hands.

"That can't be done. You are the youngest sister in the family. We met for the first time, and it was Chinese New Year, so we had to give gifts." Zhang Junping took the briefcase while talking.

There are many gifts in his museum space, and it is no problem to take out one as a gift.

However, what he was thinking about was that this gift should not be given indiscriminately, it must be liked by his sister-in-law.

Therefore, Zhang Junping took the bag very slowly, just thinking about what to give.

"Lingling, do you sing popular or bel canto?" Zhang Junping asked with a smile.

"Plain, third brother-in-law also knows music?"

"Know a thing or two!

I really didn't prepare anything, since you sing popular songs, then I'll give you a barracks folk song! Zhang Junping took out his notebook and pen, and said to his sister-in-law with a smile.

He secretly said in his heart: I'm sorry, Xiao Yan, I will borrow your military song, and when we meet in the future, I will treat you to a drink.

"Send me a military folk song?" Qiu Wenling looked at Zhang Junping in disbelief.

My third brother-in-law, whom I just met, is also very interesting. It is the first time I heard that the gift for meeting people is to give a folk song from the military camp.

Singing a song is considered a meeting ceremony?

OK, I'll return him a gift later.

Qiu Wenling thought to herself.

Zhang Junping took this pen and quickly wrote in the notebook, first wrote the lyrics, and then sang silently in his heart while annotating the song.

After finishing writing, Zhang Junping tore off the paper and handed it to Qiu Wenling, "Here! Lingling, see if you like this song."

Qiu Wenling took the slip of paper with a face full of disbelief, but she was muttering in her heart: You said send me a song, did you just copy a lyrics and give it to me?

In Qiu Wenling's view, song creation is a very serious matter that requires a lot of material. The lyrics can only be finalized after constant revisions, and then arranged.

So, she didn't think about it at all, what Zhang Junping gave her was an original song.

"Little Baiyang?" Qiu Wenling was stunned for a moment. As a pillar of the military and political song and dance troupe, Qiu Wenling was very familiar with military songs, but she had never heard this song before. Why haven’t you heard of it? Could it be you who created it?”

"What's the matter, isn't it just to create a song, what's the matter? Your brother-in-law knows too much!" Qiu Wenyan said proudly.

"This is when I went to the Northeast some time ago, and I saw a neat patch of poplar trees on the border, as if a soldier was standing guard.

So I got inspired and wrote it. Zhang Junping explained with a smile.

Hearing Zhang Junping say that Qiu Wenling was able to accept it because it was created in the past. If it was created on the spot, it would be a bit shocking.

Looking at the lyrics and music score in her hand, Qiu Wenling couldn't help humming: a tree, a small poplar; it grows next to the post; its roots are deep and its roots are strong; it is watching the northern border...

Qiu Wenling's voice is crisp and bright, and it's a different feeling when she sings it.

Good to hear.

"Lingling, this song is so good! Sing it again!" Qiu Wenyu demanded.

"Yes, yes! Lingling, sing it again, I like it! This song makes me feel!"

After humming, Qiu Wenling got a better understanding of the song after humming it once, and she let go of it when she sang it for the second time.

The crisp and clear singing echoed in the room.

Everyone was immersed in Qiu Wenling's singing.

After singing it again, Qiu Wenling said to Zhang Junping admiringly with little stars in her eyes: "Third brother-in-law, you are so talented!

This song has an atmospheric tune and simple lyrics.

Thank you third brother-in-law, I like this gift so much! "

"Hehe, as long as you like it! I really didn't prepare any other gifts.

I can only give you this as a gift!

What gift do you like, when you turn around, the third brother-in-law will definitely give you another gift. "Zhang Junping laughed.

"No, this is the best gift! It just so happens that after the Chinese New Year, we're going to Northern Xinjiang to express condolences." Qiu Wenling smiled and folded the paper, put it in her coat pocket, and then patted it lightly to express her appreciation for the gift precious.

This beat immediately stirred up a wave of ups and downs.

Zhang Junping quickly turned his head and looked to the side.

"Xiao Zhang, I didn't expect you to be so talented. You can also write songs and arrange music." Mother Qiu praised with a smile.

She found that every time this son-in-law met, he would give her some surprises.

"Brother-in-law, you are so talented! I think you should join an art troupe or song and dance troupe and be an arranger.

You work in a painting shop, you are really too talented. "Qiu Jianguo patted Zhang Junping on the shoulder vigorously and said.

"The level of this song is too high, I don't think it will be a problem to become a professor at the conservatory of music." Qiu Wenyu followed up with praise.

Qiu Wenyan looked at Zhang Junping with love in her eyes.

Zhang Junping was a little embarrassed by the praise, so he quickly changed the subject, "Mom, hasn't Wenlong come back yet?"

What Zhang Junping asked was his brother-in-law, who was twins with his sister-in-law Qiu Wenling.

The elder sister is called Wen Ling, and the younger brother is Wen Long. Together they are Linglong.

My brother-in-law went to the countryside as an educated youth, and he hasn't come back yet.

Ordinarily, with the Qiu family's network, Qiu Wenlong should have come back long ago, and I don't know what was delayed.

In other words, the old man didn't use his relationship at all, and let Qiu Wenlong find a way to return to the city by himself.

Don't say, such a thing, the old man can do it.

The good name is that a boy needs to be tempered.

There are five brothers and sisters in the Qiu family. Except for Qiu Wenyan who went to college, Qiu's mother found a relationship, and the others made their own way.

Including Zhang Junping, who was quickly promoted from a clerk to the current deputy director level.