happy looking back

In Dongtou, the villagers who came back from the fields saw our family of three.So Chirp Zha Zha gathered around to see that a Phoenix brand bicycle could catch up with the Cadillac of the 21st century these years.It's not that the price is expensive so it's rare, it's that the entire society is poor in materials so it's rare.

The middle-aged and half-children who were having fun all over the ground went home to report the news, and from afar they saw grandma and aunt looking up under the old locust tree.

"Mother! Sister-in-law!" The young father, who hadn't seen him for a few days, called shyly.

"It's good to come back! Go back to the house. You brother You just came back from the riverside. I heard that you came back from the county town and brought a basket of blue crabs to work in the kitchen." Grandma took me from her mother's arms with moist eyes. , Seeing that I am not short of weight, but I have gained a lot of weight, and tears of satisfaction flashed across the corners of my eyes full of fine lines.

"Auntie! I want to see my younger brother." Xiaofu flew over cheerfully, shaking the young woman's trousers, and Xiao An, who was timid behind him, glanced here from time to time.

"Xiaofu, Aunt Xiaoan brought you candies." The mother took out a handful of red Double Happiness candies from her arms and handed them to the two little girls.The two children chirped happily like little birds and went to show off to other children with candies.

"Peace! Where did this bicycle come from? It looks even more impressive than the one owned by the secretary of Changzheng Village!" With his sleeves rolled up, You Jianjun hurried out of the kitchen and walked around the bicycle, knocking and pinching, He sighed in his mouth.

"Second brother! Let me do it!" Before his father agreed, Ge Yuanchao stretched his legs and sat down on the car seat.Two toes barely supported the ground, so he started to practice cycling in the yard.

"Let's talk at the dinner table if you want to talk! I didn't see—" The aunt squinted at the room facing south, with a narrow smile on her face.You Jianjun nodded knowingly, and pointed to the young father the smell of smoke rising from the open skylight in the house.

The young father stood at the door hesitating, his face was timid, ashamed and a little bit angry. In short, it was so complicated that I scratched my heart: father and son are so awkward, it's just a matter of apologizing.

"Grandpa!" A childish voice called, with clear words and a loud voice.The grandfather who was smoking fiercely in the room coughed violently, "Ahem~~~, what are you doing standing at the door with ink stains!" His voice was also loud, with a bit of annoyance.

"Father~, I brought this for you from the county." The young father hurriedly opened the door and walked in. The smell of smoke in the room made it hard to keep your eyes open.Seeing the young mother come in with me in her arms, grandpa bluffed and snuffed out the cigarette butt in his hand.Grandma quickly opened the doors and windows for ventilation.

"I feel itchy when I have too much money! I even bought a Pegasus for [-] cents!" Grandpa took the pack of cigarettes that his father handed over with a shy face.

"His father! It's all the child's wish." The grandma on the side hurriedly chimed in and handed me to grandpa.As if I were a fire extinguisher in the hands of a firefighter, spray wherever there is a fire.

"Hmph!" Grandpa's suffocated face finally softened, but he couldn't let go of the higher airs he had raised from the beginning.

"Father! Mother! This time we go to the county to meet a nobleman." Mother quickly moved the ladder and let grandpa climb down the ladder.

"Noble person?" Grandparents are more interested in the nobleman that the mother said.

"Yeah, these and the bicycle outside are all given by Uncle Jian." As she spoke, the mother put the package that Grandpa Jian sent when she came back on the table and opened it.

"Bingtang?!" Grandma picked up a pack of white crystals and exclaimed.

"Ah! This is the last bit of rock candy in Aunt Huang's house. Why is it all here?" The young mother looked at her father as if she had done something wrong.

"Look! What did you do! Can someone take such a valuable thing?" Grandpa's face, which had just softened, was a little bit colored now, and it was still black.

"Ah!" I pointed to the rock candy in grandma's hand and kept hopping to get it.

"It's for the bitter root." Grandma looked at the father and son anxiously, and hurriedly carried me out of the fire hydrant.Grandpa pinched my plump cheeks and stopped blaming me for this matter.

"What is this?" Grandpa picked up a comic book and flipped through it.

"Monkey—" I pointed to the hairy-faced monkey flying through the clouds with a golden cudgel and said in a childlike voice.

"Hey! You know all about bitterness, grandpa's good grandson!" Grandpa hugged me excitedly, and "baji" kissed my fleshy cheek with a strong smell of smoke.

"Uncle Jian taught this." Dad said happily.

"He's a high-level intellectual after all." Grandpa nodded with admiration.

"These are clothes, gowns, and shoes for Kugen. Look, the handwork, colors, and materials are not spun by the farmers themselves, but produced by machines in the provincial capital!" Grandma gave my fleshy little boy a pair of tiger-head cloth shoes. Put on the soles of your feet.

"There are also these ends of wool that can only be bought in the city. The yarn balls at home are thick hemp rope compared to this." Grandma held the first few rolls of wool in her hand and was grateful.

"Tell me about Mr. Jane." Grandpa is a cautious person, but he is also very stubborn when it comes to principles.It's impossible to see so many valuables without feeling something in your heart.So the young father told the ins and outs of the matter vividly and vividly, until the aunt in the yard called for dinner.

"Good man!" Grandma shed a lot of bitter tears. As a woman of this era, she is more able to understand the inner pain and suffering of a woman who cannot bear children.Grandpa, however, was much more sensible, and when he heard that Wang Zhi, the director of the Revolutionary Committee, grandpa kept frowning.

"Father—" the young father felt a little guilty, and lowered his head in a low voice.

"It's not a big deal! You're telling the truth, and you're not afraid of other people's criticisms." Grandpa understood that under such circumstances, it would be impossible for some people with sinister intentions to make a fuss about their Lao Ge family and frame this man named Jian Yixuan's dean.Bringing out the glory of the ancestors is not the principle of grandpa's work, but sometimes people still have to learn to be flexible.

"Received the kindness of others, it must be repaid by the spring. Since the dean Jian likes us, there is no need for my Lao Ge family to be hypocritical. It is also appropriate to be respectful and filial to the children and nephews." As soon as the grandfather knocked on the board, the young father felt A hanging stone finally fell to the ground.

"Okay! Let's go eat, I'm hungry." Grandpa picked me up and walked into the yard.In the huge dirt courtyard, old jujube trees are full of big green dates.An old well, a stone mill, this is the unpretentious atmosphere of rural courtyards in the early 70s.

The stone table in the yard is full of food, especially the brown-red blue crabs in the middle, which are emitting a rich and fresh fragrance, filling the whole yard, and Ge Yuanchao, who is eager to fight, swallows his saliva. .

"Uncle Ge, take your seat!" General You Jianjun invited his grandfather to sit up.

"Where's You Dan?" Grandpa sat down facing south and scanned the surroundings, but he didn't see the mud monkey who had been silent all day.

"Uncle Ge, don't pay attention to him, this kid is used to being wild." You Jianjun opened a bottle of white wine and filled it up for Grandpa first.

Grandma was tossing my pacifier bottle aside, and she was also admiring.

"What is this?" The auntie asked suspiciously as she looked at an iron can that her mother was carefully holding in her arms.

"Dairy essence powder! It is said that it is extracted from the milk of cows. It is the same as eating human milk. It was given by Aunt Huang, but there is only one bottle left in that department store." The mother unscrewed the bottle. The lid of the can has a milky aroma.Mother dug a spoonful with a spoon and put it in the bottle.

"What is this?" The auntie watched as the mother carefully poured a small bottle of yellow ointment-like liquid into the bottle.

"Walnut oil and vitamins, Uncle Jian said that children will be smart after eating this." The young mother said happily.

"What is a vitamin?" Auntie didn't understand that the child would be smart after eating butter? !

"Vitamins—vitamins are vitamins!" the young mother said with a guilty conscience.

"Mom! Is there any porridge soup?" The mother asked the grandma who was studying the butter while holding the giant feeding bottle in her hand.

"Yes! Yes!" Grandma nodded repeatedly and led her mother into the kitchen to make milk powder.

Can I eat it? !I felt guilty for a while.His eyes once again aimed at the dozen or so blue crabs that were yellow and fat and beautiful on the stone table in front of him. "Gudong" swallowed, the crab roe in autumn is the most delicious and plump, the best delicacy in the world.

"Stinky boy! Why are you dawdling behind, why don't you hurry up!" There was a burst of scolding outside the yard from afar.Aunt Zhang slipped the back collar of the wild monkey and entered the yard cursing.

"What is this for?!" Grandma hurried forward and snatched the dejected wild monkey from Aunt Zhang's hand.

"My Dazhu wounded your Kugen and sent you to the hospital! I brought Dazhu here today to be beaten and scolded. I, Zhang Chunhua, have nothing to defend this brat!" Aunt Zhang raised her head as she spoke. Rattan in hand.

"What is this! Kugen went to the hospital with a fever, not Dazhu!" Grandma hurriedly hugged Dazhu to protect her chest.

"Aunt Ge, don't try to defend this brat—" Aunt Zhang didn't believe it, she picked up the cane and wanted to smoke it.

"Ah! Why did you hit the child's face so lightly!" Grandma held Zhang Dazhu's face up, heh!Such a big panda eye, I laughed "giggle".

"It wasn't my mother's beating." Zhang Dazhu blushed with his neck stuck.

"It wasn't your mother who beat it! Tell Grandma Ge, Grandma Ge is in charge of Dazhu!" Grandma said without forgetting to cast a reproachful glance at Aunt Zhang who felt sorry for her son.

"You—You Dan!" Zhang Dazhu's flushed head was so low that he almost knocked it down.