happy looking back

Hecun also has an ordinary but unusual history, so I, Li Xiqing, Li's father, and even the old man of the barbecue, Ade, pricked up our ears and waited quietly for Li Gu's next words.

The author has something to say: the time transition of the next chapter will go directly to 1989.

the end of 1989

"Although Xiaohe Village is located in the south of the Yangtze River, with abundant rainfall, the four seasons are blurry. Summer is extremely hot, winter is cold and humid, and autumn and spring are short. The extreme climate allows bamboo, a plant that is resistant to cold and heat, to take root and grow in Xiaohe Village. The land is fertile, Rice and wheat are harvested twice a year, and almost no expensive chemical fertilizers are used. The Niutou Mountain at the back of the village is less than [-] meters above sea level, but it has lush trees and gurgling streams. The people raised in such a beautiful place are also gentle and refined, but deep down. Strong and straight."

Grandpa Li Gu gave me a loving look, and continued with deep nostalgia and reverence, "Martyr Ge Tenglong is the most outstanding revolutionary martyr among them. Baby's grandfather is also as strong as the shochu in this cup, but there is no lack of blood." The softness of a man is a strong man." Grandpa Li Gu took a sip of strong wine, and the wine entered his intestines, which made Grandpa Li Gu's cheeks dark red for a while, and his expression became more and more excited.

"The things in this glass are infused with the timelessness of the beautiful mountains and rivers, and naturally filled with the aura of outstanding people. How can such a fine wine be ordinary." Grandpa Li Gu filled the wine glass and wished each other far away to the northern horizon.Too many indescribable expectations and tenacity flashed in the slightly drunk eyes. Papa Li and Superintendent Cheng Bojian followed suit and toasted together.

"Can I let this old man taste this ordinary but extraordinary wine?" Mr. Ade said, pouring the wine for himself.The skinny and wrinkled skin had a strange crimson color, full of nostalgia and hope, and his eyes were quietly watching the increasingly dark horizon in the north.He murmured in a low voice that seemed unconscious, "One side's water and soil support one side's people, and the ancients were honest and never deceived themselves."

"Come on, let's go!" Grandpa Li Gu raised his glass boldly to invite wine, with a drunken and agitated expression on his usual spring and gentle face.Papa Li and Cheng Bojian looked at each other with a smile, raised their glasses high, and drank it down in one gulp.The atmosphere at the scene suddenly changed from the elegance and comfort of red wine to the boldness and excitement of sweet white wine. This is the bearing and mind that a man should have.

Jiji's family of four and Xiaojing no matter how fierce the "burning knives" in Xiaohe Village are, they just stare at the barbecue on the fire rack with the eyes of hungry wolves, and let out "gudong" from time to time With a sound, he swallowed a halazi to satisfy his greed.

Cheng Yu's little kid sat beside me in silence with his head bowed, his face swollen like a ripe red tomato.With both hands unconsciously tugging at the young grass that had just spores on the lawn, he didn't dare to glance at his father from the beginning to the end.I was surprised, it's only natural for a father to get close to his son, why should he be as shy as a little daughter-in-law!

As for Li Xiqing who was behind me, she took a sip of white wine gracefully from time to time, with a lazy and relaxed expression, as if she was on a beach vacation in Hawaii.As for the four old men next to them who were eloquent and drunk, Li Xiqing was very happy to watch it as a live version of an entertainment drama, one for free, and one to pass the beautiful evening time, but did they forget a very important thing!

"That——, that rice in bamboo tube with chicken soup can't be baked for too long, or the bamboo tube will be smothered—" Before I could finish my words with courage, about ten pairs of eyes looked at me in unison. Among them are four members of Jiji's family.

"I've kept you waiting for a long time, let's try the famous local snacks that Ade is good at, these are the best for babies~~~" Looking at the smiling mother Li and the stinky brother "Dagger" wearing an apron , pushing the small dining cart and walking over slowly.

Seeing the steaming rice in the exquisite white porcelain bowl on the dining car, my face suddenly became as black as the bottom of the pot.Mr. Ade's bamboo rice has been set up early, but he just eats it a little more carefully.No wonder everyone looked weird when I said something just now.

"Baby, this is the legendary bamboo tube rice, a classic snack often mentioned in martial arts novels~~~" Mama Li introduced the origin, development and legendary story of this "Chicken Soup Bamboo Tube Rice" to me like a treasure.Legend has it that Hong Qigong was defeated by Huang Rong's trick of delicious food, and lost the Eighteen Palms of Subduing Dragon to the foolish Guo Jing.Holding the porcelain bowl, I smelled the strong scent of chicken soup and shiitake mushrooms in my nose, suppressed the overflowing saliva under my tongue, and wondered in my mind whether this Hong Qigong was deceived by Huang Rong's "bamboo tube rice" back then?

"Look, the baby is so hungry, his eyes are swollen, his lips are pale, he even has a silly expression, and he is drooling." Mother Li picked up a porcelain bowl of "bamboo tube rice" and handed it to me in distress, feeling guilty all the time. He said, "How can I be worthy of two peaceful young couples", "God-killing kidnappers", "poor child" and so on.

"Dwarf wax gourd, this is for you too! For the sake of everyone, don't starve yourself!" The revitalized Cheng Yu's little butt next to him looked dignified. I took the porcelain bowl he held for me with both hands.For the two of us who have always started bickering when we disagreed in a few words, this abnormal phenomenon made me a little puzzled: What is "for everyone" and "don't starve yourself"?What does it matter if I am hungry?

"The baby is growing up, it's not good to be hungry. Come on, let's eat from Grandpa Li's place too, don't starve yourself." Grandpa Li Gu's gentle words made me tremble three times.Even Li's father and Superintendent Cheng Bojian seemed willing to contribute their "rations" at any time. I tightened the fragrant porcelain bowl in my arms, and I didn't know whether to laugh or cry: What are they afraid of?He turned his neck stiffly and looked at Li Xiqing behind him.

"Eat, it's enough~~~" Li Xiqing's tone was equally gentle and dripping.Since even Li Xiqing said so, I thought I must be very hungry, so I picked up the spoon and ate rice under the expectant and pityful eyes of everyone.

I later found out that being full is as uncomfortable as being hungry.

It was already the end of 1989 when the white horse passed by.During these extraordinary years, I have lived happily for seventeen years, and my birthday will be in one month. , at an age as dazzling as a flower, I look forward to the more roles and responsibilities that adulthood will give me.

"叮铃铃~~~" A rush of bells interrupted my thoughts of drifting away, and I looked at the students who walked out of the classroom one after another. I hurriedly packed the books on the desk and prepared to "go home" for dinner .Thinking of Li Xiqing, who was nearly thirty, busy in the kitchen wearing a lace apron, he felt his chest full.

Holding a few foreign language books and rushing out, the world outside the classroom is covered with snow, the sky is gray, and heavy snow is falling.There is thick snow on the tree branches and eaves, and countless young men and women are laughing and chasing in the playground in the distance.Wearing high-top snow boots, I trudged through the snow with a thickness of more than ten centimeters. I had no intention of admiring the world of ice crystals wrapped in silver. Although I grew up in the south of the Yangtze River, it is rare to see the heavy snow in the north, but this " Rare" is insignificant compared to the "virtuous wife" at home.

"Brother Bao, wait for me~~~" The magic sound pierced my brain behind me, and my heart tensed up in shock, and my feet involuntarily quickened my pace.Ever since I met Aloe Lolita in 1977, every time I faced her unusual brain, I had the urge to run away.

I originally thought that after the Hong Kong competition, it would be difficult for me and this ultimate aloe to get together again.But fate makes people think that the number one child prodigy in Xiaohe Village and the number one student in the college entrance examination in Shancheng County met again the "little friends" who worked together for more than two months in the first-class university in the capital.This made me suspect for a while that they all came in through the back door.

"Aloe, aloe~~~, what's the matter with you? The final exam is coming soon, and I've been very busy recently." I stiffly pulled my face in a helpless manner, and I still didn't forget to raise my hand textbook.I hope that the "beautiful girl" who is half my head short and braided will focus on the overall situation and give up trampling my precious review time.

"Oh! Brother Bao, don't worry, I will definitely not occupy Brother Bao's review time this time!" Loli Lolita swore, shaking her braids on her temples, "Grandpa Li Gu called my grandfather the day before yesterday and told him Please tell me not to disturb my younger brother's review, if the baby fails again in English this time, he will be punished for 'defaming the country's image'." Aloe Lolita looked at me with twitching corners of her mouth sympathetically, and behind Lolita " The boudoir close friends, like finding a young sow that can climb a tree, hugged each other excitedly and started a heated "discussion".

My frozen red face alternated between green and red, and then pale.As the saying goes, don't slap someone in the face when you hit someone, and don't expose your shortcomings when you curse someone.She was fine, she mentioned that I failed English in front of so many people, how could this make me get off the stage!Grandpa Li Gu is also true, isn't it the 1982th anniversary of the establishment of diplomatic relations between China and the United States in [-]? I was stunned when the blue-eyed foreigner communicated with me, and said, "Please speak Mandarin." Over the years, I could speak French, German, Japanese, and Russian as fluently as my mother tongue. English is like terminal cancer, there is no cure!

"Ah! Don't go, Brother Bao, I really have something to ask you this time~~~