80s development history

After chatting for a while, the Jiang family couple left.

Walking out of the gate of Xin's family and pulling her son who suddenly became well-behaved, Jiang Dahe's mother, Wang Xiangmei, said to her husband with emotion, "Don't tell me, Da Pao. Wen Fang, if anyone pushes my son into the river, I will tear up the roof of the house. Wen Fang is different. I can feel her dissatisfaction, but she is right and wrong. I will give her money later. People refused to take it, but I forced it to take it, I am really an honest person.”

"Since I know how good he is, the folks in the village will protect me more in the future." Jiang Dapao also felt the same, but he was more impressed with Xin Andong, "I am more optimistic about Dongzi. That child has clear eyes and righteousness. He is not afraid of standing in front of me. It’s what you say, it’s the material to do great things.”

"Dongzi is really good," Wang Xiangmei nodded, then suddenly lowered her head and kissed her son again, proudly said, "My son is not bad either, he can correct his mistakes if he knows his faults, what a great thing to be good at!"

Wang Xiangmei has studied like her husband. Although she only went to junior high school, she has a man who graduated from high school. Both of them like to read books.

It is precisely because of this that Wang Xiangmei is very popular among the women in the village. It can be said that Mama Xin will be valued by her in the future, just like having an extra talisman.

The Xin family didn't know what the Jiang family, a popular couple in the village who had left, thought about their family. The family was sitting at the wooden table, looking at the small handful of money notes on it, not knowing what to do.

The Jiang family was generous and gave a full 50 yuan, as well as those fruit cakes and malted milk. In this era when the average monthly salary of urban workers was 30 yuan, 50 yuan can do a lot for the family.

It’s like Xin Andong’s tuition fee for the next semester. He’s about to enter junior high school. The family was still worrying about his tuition fee, but now it’s resolved. It’s like the news that Xin Andong’s elder sister is pregnant two days ago. , You can allocate a few dollars to buy some brown sugar pastries to visit your unborn grandson, and give your daughter a long face who has been angry at her husband's house.

"Take out ten yuan, and five yuan can be paid directly to An Chun, and the remaining five yuan can be sent to the supply and marketing agency to buy something, and the rest will be used for An Dong's tuition and health. Da Zhuang caught it today. You will clean up that hare later, don’t send it to the county to sell, peel off the skin and pickle it, and burn it for the children to eat during the Chinese New Year.” The most authoritative grandfather in the family said with a final word.

Grandma Xin also nodded, "That's the reason. Since the family has cash, the hare will keep it for Dongzi to satisfy his greed."

Sitting on the side, Xin Andong was hugged by his grandma. From being uncomfortable at the beginning to now adapting to the old man's pampering, he thought for a while and said to Xin Wenfang, "Mom, can you give me a dollar?"

Xin Wenfang was taken aback, "What do you want money for?"

One dollar is quite a lot, and it can buy a catty of meat. An Dong had never asked for money before, but Xin Wenfang was even taken aback when he asked for money all of a sudden.

"I'm useful, mom, give me one yuan, and I'll pay you back in two days." Xin Andong blinked his clear eyes and looked at Xin Wenfang. He thought in his heart that he would have one yuan for future start-up capital.

How about good looks, Xin Andong inherited his father's good-looking face and his mother's affectionate peach blossom eyes. He looks fair and clean. He was a porcelain doll in the village since he was a child. Staring intently at the son who hurts so much, Xin Wenfang has no reason not to give money.

However, Grandma Xin was quicker than her, and directly took out two one-dollar bills from the table and stuffed them into his hands, saying affectionately, "Dongzi takes it, and you can go to the small shop to buy whatever you want to eat."

The grandson seldom reached out to ask for money, and what Wen Fang searched for, Mama Xin only hesitated for half a minute, and Grandma Xin complained in her heart.

Xin Wenfang pursed her lips and said dissatisfiedly, "Mom, what are you doing? It seems that I don't want to give it." Although the two yuan was a bit much, since her mother gave it, Xin Wenfang had no choice but to tell the smiling Xin Andong, "Keep the money tight. Feel twice when you take out money to buy things, do you have a pocket on your clothes, or can mom sew an inner pocket for you?"

The child is holding a fortune of two yuan, and Mother Xin is always worried.

Xin Andong with black hair felt that the original body was 13 years old and still as innocent and naive as a child, so he must be doted on by this family.

He had no choice but to say: "Mom, don't worry, I'm already an older child, I can't lose money."

Mother Xin wanted to say something more, but grandma said dissatisfiedly, "If you give the money to the child, it belongs to the child. If you still want to get it back, you won't be able to get it back. Dongzi of our family is the most meticulous person. You don't know it. Take your pin-pointed mind away." Get up and act like my grandson is as stupid as you are."

Grandma sneered unceremoniously, and Mama Xin moved her mouth helplessly and stopped talking.

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The next day, Xin Wenfang took out a half-new long-sleeved red gown from the bottom of the box and put it on beamingly. She was going to the next village to visit her pregnant daughter today. After a shameful confrontation with her stupid husband, Xin Wenfang told Xin Andong, " Stay at home and wait for mom to come back. If they come to play with you, just say you have a headache and don’t go out. At noon, go to the field to deliver lunch to your dad. Don’t forget to go back to your room to rest when you’re tired. ?”

They refer to the brats in the village who take pleasure in bullying Xin Andong.

Mama Xin's ardent instructions warmed people's hearts, as if pretending to be a fiery sun, Xin Andong nodded obediently, "Understood, Mom, I will take good care of the family. Be careful on the road. It rained last night, and the mountain road is a bit rough." Slippery, walk slowly."

"Like a little old man, I still need you to order," Xin Wenfang touched his son's soft yellow hair, picked up the things on the ground that he wanted to bring to Xin Anchun, some dried sweet potatoes, pickles, etc., and said to Xin who was standing at the door. An Dong said, "Go in, Mom will be back at night."

After Xin's mother left, Xin Andong was ready to take action.

He pulled out a wooden bucket from the cooking hut, which contained the snails that his father caught for him two days ago. He added salt to make the snails spit mud for two days, and then found a wooden bucket from home. Then pour all the black and clean snails into the basin, and wash them several times before draining.

"Dongzi, what are you doing, grandma wants to eat snails for you!" Grandma Xin asked quickly when she saw her grandson's little hands soaking in the water.

Xin Andong wiped off the sweat from his forehead, and smiled with a blushing face, "Grandma, rest, I will finish brushing these snails in a while, today I will show you my hand, I eat your dishes every day, try my dish today. craftsmanship."

Grandma Xin was shocked, and the grandfather who also walked over also laughed, "Hey, my grandson is planning to be a chef? This wooden bucket is heavy, how can your child lift it, grandpa will help you."

With that said, Grandpa lifted the wooden bucket and poured out the muddy water inside.

Grandma was very worried after hearing what grandpa said. Seeing her grandson sitting on a small bench, bent over and cleaning the snails, she said to Xin Andong earnestly, "Don't listen to your grandpa's nonsense, the big cook How can a chef have the style of a champion, Dongzi, you are better at reading than the children in the village, and you will be an official in the future!"

Because she gave birth to three money-losing girls in her life, Grandma Xin couldn't lift her head up in the village. It wasn't until Xin Andong was born that the old man finally felt at ease, and her waist seemed to be straighter, so she almost doted on her only grandson, and at the same time had a Ambitious and strong wish, that is, she wants Xin Andong to be an official.

The biggest official the old man has ever seen is the head of the village who came back from the victorious battle that year. He wears a military cap, shoulder straps, and a green military uniform on his body. He has a pair of cowhide boots on his feet and carries a big gun on his back. .Especially when the village head met the head of the regiment, he usually yelled and shouted, and he didn't dare to breathe that day.

I heard from my grandpa that my grandma was dazzled at the time, rolled around several times at night and couldn't sleep, and thought it was grand.

So as soon as Xin Andong was born, grandma thought about hoping that her grandson would serve as a soldier in the future. It wasn't until he was in poor health since he was born, with serious and minor illnesses, that grandma decided to settle for the next best thing and changed her wish, asking him to be a man of style in the future. The senior officials are also good.

For the Xin family who are often bullied by the village, they have more or less such sustenance in Xin Andong, as if Xin Andong can support them when he becomes an official.

In the past, Xin Andong was also a doormat. He didn't dare to breathe in crowded places. Apart from being good at his studies, he was inferior in everything else. His shoulders could resist his hands but he couldn't lift them. What happened, so that the Xin family's expectations of him are getting smaller and smaller day by day.

Only Grandma Xin still persisted, firmly believing that her grandson would definitely become a high-ranking official in the future, and even asked her grandson to tell her his wish to be a high-ranking official every once in a while to reassure her.

"Dongzi, what do you want to be in the future?" Grandma Xin asked expectantly, a pair of cloudy eyes sparkled with longing.

Xin Andong brushed the snails in the basin, raised his head helplessly, and curled the corners of his mouth, "Grandma, I'm going to be an official in the future."

After hearing this, Grandma Xin hugged him happily, and patted Xin Andong's back heavily, "Hey! That's right! My good grandson, hurry up and study, and become a high-ranking official in the future!"

Being hugged by the old man, Xin Andong was funny and helpless. Xin Andong had no plan to become an official in the future, so at this stage, he was just trying to make the old man happy. After all, he saw that Grandma Xin wanted her grandson to be an official, and she was already a little bit obsessed.

It's just a matter of one sentence, since he can coax the old man, he doesn't care about opening his mouth.

"Hey! Auntie is putting a curse on An Dong again. Eight generations of poor peasants from my old Xin family, all of them don't know a lot of Chinese characters. Your family's Dongzi is good at reading books, but if you want to be an official, it's not a bad tone." , I’m afraid that those who don’t know will think that your family has not given birth to a boy, but the reincarnation of Wenquxing from the sky!”

The door of the house was pushed open from the outside, and the visitor laughed unceremoniously.

A woman in a navy blue half-worn jacket named Ge Jinhua, the eldest daughter-in-law of Grandpa Xin's deceased second brother, had a broken mouth that she often used to chew her tongue. Disgusting rat shit.

Holding a handful of melon seeds in her left hand, she said while nibbling, still not forgetting the yin and yang, "An Dong, my aunt will depend on you in the future, and when I become an official, I will show my aunt the official hat and earn more money." You milk flower, don't think about taking money from other people's pockets all day long, no one is rich in this day and age, three yuan today, fifty cents tomorrow, no matter how rich you are, you can't afford it."

I can tell that they came to ask for money.