Three or Two Things about Rebirth

On June 1st, as soon as Qiu Luming opened his eyes, he heard the sound of rain outside the window.

She jumped up and drew open the curtains. As expected, the weather was gloomy and the rain was hitting the vegetables that had just sprouted in the backyard. Some of the weak seedlings had been buried in the black soil and were wilting.

"It's so accurate! It rains on June 1st every year!" Qiu Jiashu said as he brought porridge to the dining table.

"It doesn't matter. It rained in the morning and will be sunny the next day." He Manshu rinsed the boiled eggs with cold water and handed them to her second son. "You and Youyou should both wear hats and raincoats today. Be prepared for both situations."

"Okay. Mom, are you going today?"

"Of course I will go! I have to go even if no one else wants to. My son is the flag bearer, and I will go even if it rains knives from the sky!"

"It's a bit weird and embarrassing."

"Why should you be embarrassed? You have such a solid foundation and you have practiced hard. We are not afraid of anyone who comes to inspect us!"

Qiu Jiashu was affirmed by his mother, and he laughed and called his father to come out for breakfast.

Qiu Luming walked out of the bedroom to wash her face. She understood what her second brother meant. He was not nervous, but he felt that it would be a little shy for his mother to watch him inspect.

But she still admired her mother for this. As long as she was in a good mood, she could make everyone happy, even the sparrows in the trees.

In Jiayang, June 1st, in a broad sense, is not just a children's holiday, but a holiday for all the people.

On this day, a county-wide sports meeting is usually held in a primary school or stadium.

There will be a review in the morning. All systems and units will send out a formation, regardless of whether they are rich or poor. Uniform clothing is a must. As for the formation of the queue, there are no special requirements. It all depends on the self-esteem of the unit leaders.

Although the county town is small, it has a full range of track and field events, and it seems that except for pole vaulting, everything that should be there is available.

Each event is divided into adult group, youth group, and teenager group, with the main focus on a national sport with participation from all people.

The event definitely cannot be completed in one day, so it will be postponed to June 2nd. Anyway, no matter what day of the week these two days fall on, everyone will have a day off!

He Manshu peeled three eggs and gave them to her husband and children respectively. She also reminded them, "Use the toilet well at home. You will definitely not be able to get a seat in the public toilet at the stadium."

"Oh my god! We're eating and you're talking about the toilet again!" Qiu Luming shouted, but he still ate the eggs after that.

Qiu Jiashu only ate an egg and drank two mouthfuls of porridge before setting off.

Qiu Luming also quickly finished his breakfast, changed into a pink sportswear, put on white sneakers, put on a black leather backpack, and walked out of the house.

When she got close to Han Meifen's house, she listened carefully. When she heard no sound of pestle and pestle, she pushed open the door and called out, "Meifen! Let's go!"

Han Meifen immediately responded from inside the house. Han's mother's figure flashed past the window without looking at Qiu Luming.

The Han family and the Qiu family have the same layout, except that they have a chicken coop in the front yard. Two hens are lying in a small cubicle on top of the coop, and it's unknown whether they are laying eggs.

The yard was cleaned very well, but there was a strange smell mixed with soybean paste and chicken shit. Qiu Luming closed the gate and stood on the roadside waiting for Han Meifen.

Two minutes later, Han Meifen ran out with a military backpack slung across her body. "Why are you here so early? It's only a little after six!"

"It's getting late, let's go to the corner store and buy some snacks to take with us."

"All right!"

Qiu Luming's nose twitched, "Did you fall into the sauce jar?"

"Oh, don't mention it." Han Meifen sighed, "The temperature dropped a little a few days ago, and my soybean paste didn't rise at all. The temperature has risen again in the past few days, and the soybean paste has risen. It has spread all over the floor. After I cleaned it up, my hair and body were all covered with the smell!"

"Oh, could it be because I took a look at it that day?"

"No, no, no, what does it have to do with you?" Han Meifen still sighed, "My mother insisted that I didn't clean the sauce jar well and didn't take good care of the sauce jar. I said what does it have to do with me? I clean the sauce jar twice a day on time. She said that every year there are these sauce lumps and water, and the jar never overflows every year. Why did it overflow this year? So it's my fault."

"No, your mother must have said it was because I pushed your door. She didn't ask me to compensate you with a jar of soybean paste, right?"

Han Meifen blushed, "My mom is a bully because my dad is used to finding someone to take responsibility for everything, so my mom pushes the responsibility down. I'm the weakest in the family, so they can push everything onto me."

Qiu Luming looked at Han Meifen, who was a little depressed, and didn't know what to say.

Han Meifen moved her backpack and said enviously, "The sportswear you gave out is really nice. These white shoes are also nice. They were given out, too. I saw them being sold for 12 yuan a pair in the market a few days ago!"

"We don't have enough people in our unit to form a team, so this time we joined forces with the Education Bureau's Cultural Center to make up the numbers. The costumes were purchased by the Cultural Center from Harbin, but I don't know the exact price."

"That's great!" Han Meifen did not join the No. 2 Middle School's team, nor did she sign up for any competition events. She volunteered yesterday to help Qiu Luming watch his bag.

The corner store was crowded with middle school and elementary school students. The two looked at each other from a distance and decisively gave up the idea of ​​buying snacks. "We should have bought them yesterday."

"There were so many people yesterday that the small shops were all sold out."

When they turned the corner, Qiu Luming yelled, "Oh my god, you said it was early, look!"

The sports meet officially started at nine o'clock, but the streets were already crowded with people. There were elementary school students in white shirts and blue pants running wildly on the road, as if they were afraid of missing the time.

Even the old ladies wearing half-lapel gowns and leggings went out with crutches, and there was even an old man who simply let his son carry him on his back. Looking at the situation, it was likely that half of the county’s population had come out!

The stadium is nearly two meters lower than the roadbed of Fanrong Road which leads directly to the river, so many people simply didn't bother to squeeze into the stadium, but stood directly on the road and watched the excitement from above.

The stadium was filled with colorful flags and laughter. The ground was a newly painted white runway, and a blue hydrogen balloon was floating in the sky. Below the balloon was a long red banner that read "Develop sports and enhance the people's physique." A long row of tables on the podium were covered with velvet red cloth and a pergola. The children's song "Our Motherland is a Garden" was playing from the big speakers in the four corners, and from time to time there were "hello" and "bang" sounds from the microphone tests.

There were several cars pulling desks and chairs around the track, and a group of students were busy arranging them. Some people also used bicycles to load boxes of orange soda and placed them under the desks. Groups of primary school students were laughing and chasing each other. To the east of the stadium were the locations of two middle schools. Qiu Luming could not see clearly, but he guessed that Qin Huifang must be there. As a member of the Student Union, she would be busy today.

Under the shade of a big tree in the southeast corner of the stadium, there were two aunties wearing white hats sitting, and in front of them was a cart with a blue box.

Even from more than a hundred meters away, Qiu Luming seemed to smell the fragrance of the ice cream.

The temperature was not high in the morning, but some elementary school students were already running over to buy ice cream for 20 cents a stick.