80s development history

As soon as grandma left, the silly father entered the house with a big bucket, and the smile on his face was exposed, "Son, look at the shrimps that Dad caught for you, there are so many!"

Xin Andong leaned over to look into the bucket, and there were densely packed red shrimps crawling around with their teeth and claws open. He was overjoyed, his eyes were bright, "Dad, you are so powerful, you can make so many in a while!"

The silly father just smiled silly.

"Wait, I will eat spicy crayfish tonight." Xin Andong said with a smile while finding the salt shaker hidden by grandma from the cooking hut, dug a large spoonful of salt and put it into the bucket. Lobsters spit out the filth in their stomachs faster.

After a while, grandpa was dragged home by grandma with a stern face, and grandma complained as she walked, "Tell you to mind your own business, isn't it enough for Jinhua to smash you on the head? People like it. Didn't you see that Jinhua's daughter-in-law meant to drive you away, and if you wanted to help light the fire, people thought you wanted to spend dinner, but Guofu almost drove you away with a broom, I really don't know Why are you so stubborn and refusing to leave?"

"You old woman, you can think all the time, Jinhua can't speak, Guofu is worried that something will happen to his mother, and the face of a son is naturally ugly, you will think crookedly, and when we go out, Wenjun won't return it. Invite me to stay for dinner..."

"Yes, yes, your nephew is filial, so why did he ask his wife to ask my family for money this morning!"

Grandpa froze for a moment, touched the bag on his forehead, pouted for a while and said, "The matter of Jinhua can't be counted on Wenjun, he" paused, "Oh, married a wife and started a family Yes, there is a big family to support, and Wen Jun is not easy."

After finishing speaking, the old man seemed to bend a little more. Under the disapproving gaze of grandma, grandpa fell silent, and tremblingly walked into the old couple's hut with his hands behind his back.

Grandma was also out of breath and said harsh words. She sniffed and said to Xin Andong, "Your grandfather always remembered that your second grandfather was his brother. When your second grandfather died, he held your grandfather's hand and asked him to take care of Wenjun and Wenzhi. Back then, our family didn’t have enough to eat and didn’t wear warm clothes. Your mother and sister wore a pair of trousers in turn. Your grandfather even burned bricks and kicked his toes and wanted to read to your second uncle Wenzhi. Our family is worthy of the second family. But later, Wen Zhi himself fell in love with Sun Wen, the daughter of the deputy director of the textile factory, and directly made him a door-to-door son-in-law. I can't stop it!"

"I didn't expect your grandfather to blame me until now, saying that he pinched the roots of the second brother's family, couldn't hold his head up in front of Wen Jun, and couldn't see the second brother after he died!"

Xin Andong obediently sat in the arms of the weeping and sad grandma and silently comforted the old man.

He didn't expect that the Xin family would have such an affair with old sesame seeds and rotten millet. No wonder his grandfather swallowed his anger in the face of Ge Jinhua's every step of retreat, and forcibly suppressed the whole family into steamed stuffed buns.But after all, that Xin Wenzhi, who was playing the door for the sake of his superiors, had no conscience, and he couldn't blame his grandpa for all his mistakes, let alone wronging his own family because of other family's embarrassing things.

Grandpa thought he was sorry for his dead brother, but could he be worthy of his wife and children for most of his life after begging for mercy?

Xin Andong was noncommittal, but if it was him, he felt that he had treated his younger brother's children with the utmost benevolence, and there was no need to tie the shackles of morality to himself.

Grandma Xin sobbed for a while, venting the depression that had accumulated in her heart for a long time. She lowered her head and saw her grandson snuggling up to her side obediently. Do you understand what you said?"

Xin Andong nodded, and changed the subject, "Grandma, my dad just caught a lot of shrimp, and I'll cook them for you tonight."

Eating shrimp is not uncommon in this era, just like Grandma Xin, she was tired of eating it when she was young, but she would appreciate her grandson's cooking even if it was unpalatable. Be better.

She said cheerfully, "My Dongzi's craftsmanship is nothing to say, grandma will be lucky tonight!"

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The aroma of spicy crayfish out of the pot can be said to be fragrant. Aunt Cheng, Xin Andong's neighbor next door, walked out of her house with a bowl and looked towards Xin's house. It doesn't taste like this." She murmured a few times, she lost her appetite when she saw the vegetables and rice in the bowl by the more and more attractive aroma, she endured it, she raised her feet and walked towards Xin's house.

"Aunt Cheng, it's such an early dinner."

Just a few steps away, a voice sounded behind him.

Aunt Cheng turned her head in doubt, took a look, and soon smiled warmly, "It's Wen Fang who went home, it's okay to see An Chun today, An Chun is the first child who can't be sloppy, and that child is soft-tempered. As a mother, you have to go to see it often, and save the family from bullying her."

"Very, very good." Xin Wenfang was poked in the heart, and his face was not very good.

Aunt Cheng, who was fascinated by the scent, didn't notice much, she just thought she was tired after walking all day, she knocked on the bowl with chopsticks and smiled, "I'm going to your house right now, if you smell this smell, it's your house I heard it, and it made me feel greedy. No, I'm going to go to your house with the cheek. I've never smelled such a good smell in my life. I'm afraid it's not your mother. I'm cooking a good dish and waiting for you, I, Aunt Cheng, don't want to be greedy, just take a look."

After all, it's something for people who are greedy, Aunt Cheng smiled embarrassingly.

Xin Wenfang was in a heavy mood before, and didn't pay much attention to the smell. When Aunt Cheng said it, the tip of her nose moved, and found that the intriguing smell really came from her own house. Could it be that the wild rabbit that Da Zhuang caught yesterday was burned?

That was something she was saving for when the children came home to eat!

"Aunt Cheng, I won't tell you anymore, I have to go home and have a look!" Anxiously greeted Aunt Cheng, she ran home.

That anxious look seemed to be afraid that others would eat her food, Aunt Cheng frowned in surprise, Wen Fang has never been a stingy person.

Panting heavily, Xin Wenfang ran home in two steps, just in time to see her son coming out of the cooking hut with a large bowl in his hand. Seeing her come back, she smiled and said, "Mom, come back What a coincidence, look, the spicy crayfish I made."

Around his waist was an apron that Xin Wenfang had made out of a rag jacket, and his sleeves were rolled up to his elbows. His face was flushed red from the heat, and he looked at her with bright peach eyes just like hers.

Her mind buzzed for a moment, and it took Xin Wenfang a long time to realize, what did his son say just now, he made the plate of prawns with a smell that made his belly gurgling?My son has been in poor health since he was a child, and has to take medicine every now and then. Although he often helps to light the fire, he has never been on the stove by himself. Today, the sun is coming out from the west, and her youngest son can cook?

Xin Dazhuang saw that his wife was back, and happily ran forward to hug her, "Fangfang, Fangfang, you are back, Dazhuang misses you today!"

Grandpa and grandma are chattering, the old couple’s anger in the afternoon has long since dissipated, and now they see their grandson serving spicy lobster on the table, laughing so hard that their teeth can’t be seen, and their daughter standing at the door stupidly, saying, “Why don’t you come in, silly What are you doing in a daze, quickly put down the food and eat, this dish is made by Dongzi, you will know after tasting it, it is better than your mother's craftsmanship!"

Grandpa Xin smiled cheerfully, "Yes, yes, my Dongzi learned this cooking skill from somewhere, and he is almost catching up with the chef!"

Putting aside the older children, Xin Wenfang washed her face and sat down at the dining table to pick up the bowls and chopsticks. As soon as she sat down, her silly man put a red and oily shrimp in her bowl, "It's delicious, Fangfang eat!"

Xin Andong looked envious of his parents' affection. He also tasted the spicy crayfish he made. Maybe there was too much chili pepper and it was a bit spicy. He just took a few breaths. Xin Wenfang hurriedly brought him water and said accusingly, " I don’t know what to do if I can’t eat spicy food and hurt my stomach, drink water to rinse your mouth, this shrimp is delicious, but it’s spicy, why don’t you get some water for you?”

Before Xin Wenfang moved his chopsticks, he first noticed his son's embarrassment, and quickly dropped the chopsticks to get up to open the water bottle.

He quickly waved his hands, "I'll just try one, and you can eat the others."

Xin Wenfang saw that his little mouth was red with hot peppers, so she had to put some shredded potatoes for him to eat.This plate of vinegared potato shreds was also fried by Xin Andong. It was spicy and tasted very good. Xin Wenfang never knew that her youngest son could have such great cooking skills.

Putting a mouthful of potato shreds into her mouth, Xin Wenfang suddenly remembered, and put down the bowl abruptly, "I almost forgot, Auntie Cheng just told me that she cooked delicious food at home, and the smell hooked her greedy, and she agreed to come to our house Yes, I'm not here now, I'm afraid I was too anxious to run home just now and let her misunderstand that I'm stingy, no way, no way," she stood up quickly, and went to get a big bowl, "I'll put some and take it to her home."

Grandma Xin helped to pick it up. There are a lot of shrimp in the river, so she ordered, "Pack more, this taste is too spicy, except for Da Zhuang and your father and my mother, we can't eat much. Aunt Cheng's family roasts pork, and I often give Dongzi a piece of it." Two yuan, people are kind, and our family can't search for it."

"Mom said that besides the taste is better, these shrimps are not worth much," she said while picking out a few more big ones with hard vise, until the sea bowl was full, and then told Grandma Xin to stop pinching, "Enough Enough is enough, no more can hold it."

It's rare to be able to give good food to another family. When Mama Xin walks, her back seems to be taller than usual.

Soon, Mother Xin came back with a smile on her face, her face was still flushed, "Auntie Cheng is too polite, the worthless shrimp is praised as a delicacy in her mouth, and Auntie Cheng also said that with my Dongzi's craftsmanship, even The chefs in the village who cook for others are no match, Dongzi, you really look good on Mom."

In the past, Aunt Cheng brought dishes to her family. At that time, although she was grateful to them in her heart, the feeling in her heart was bitter and astringent. Today is different. As soon as she entered the house with a bowl, Uncle Cheng and Aunt Cheng went to each other. The smile on his face was so enthusiastic that Xin Wenfang felt a surge of hot boiling water refreshing his heart.

"Fangfang is wrong! It's worth it, it's worth it!" The family was having fun when the silly father suddenly stood up and shouted loudly, his mouth and face were covered with spicy crayfish soup, and he pouted stupidly. He pursed his mouth angrily.

"Da Zhuang, what are you talking about? There are so many shrimps in the river, they are worthless." Xin Wenfang said dumbfounded.

"No, it's worth it, it's worth it, my son is worth it!" the silly father said, his eyes blushing anxiously.

What kind of son is worth money? Xin Andong's head was full of black lines. Seeing his silly father's eyes burning anxiously, he looked at him with an aggrieved face, as if he wanted him to testify for him, knowing that it was time to tell his family about the screw sale.

He stood up and comforted his silly father first, "Dad, don't worry, I'll tell mom and grandma."

"Hmph!" Silly father just sat down obediently.

Seeing her son playing charades with her silly man, Xin's mother asked in a daze, "Dongzi, what do you want to say?"

"Mom, the thing is like this," Xin Andong told the family about the matter, "Today I fried the screw at home, and my grandparents knew it. Everyone tasted it and thought it tasted good. Then I thought of the aunt who sold steamed buns in the county. , I wonder if the screws can also be sold in the county town,” he scratched his head at this point, and under the confused eyes of Xin’s mother and grandparents, he pretended to be ashamed and said, “So I will hide it from my father in the afternoon. I went to the county with my grandparents."

"What! You are so courageous, and you took your father to the county seat alone, what if you are tricked by a kidnapper!" Xin's mother couldn't listen to Xin Andong's words at all, she stood up angrily.

Facing his mother's questioning, Xin Andong could only smile mischievously, "Mom, I'm already 13 years old, and I've been to the county town several times, and I can read and know the way, so I won't lose it. Besides, my dad is so strong, and he can't be a kidnapper." Dare to make up my mind."

"You dare to talk back when your wings are stiff..."

Seeing that Mama Xin's face was ugly and he wanted to scold her, he quickly said, "Mom, don't be angry, listen to me, I didn't say this to tell you that my dad and I went to the county alone, I just wanted to tell you and my grandparents , Dad and I went to the city to sell the fried screws today, the key is that they sold for a good price!"

Xin Andong emphasized the words "sell for a good price".

Sure enough, Mother Xin's expression changed, "What did you say?"

"I said fried screws are sold for money." Xin Andong looked around at the elders in the family and said solemnly word by word.

It's easy for him, and the way to make money for the family is to beat around the bush.

"You, tell me again, fried screws can be sold for money, are you coaxing my mother?" Xin Wenfang swallowed in disbelief and asked.

Xin Andong was helpless, "I'll say it ten times and it's true. Screws can really sell for money, and many people buy my screws. Mom, if you don't believe me, ask my dad. My dad helped collect the money today."

Grandma Xin was anxious, and slapped her thigh, "How can you ask your father to collect the money? He can't even count. Isn't this nonsense!"

After Xin Wenfang listened to her son's words, her mind was in a state of emptiness. She looked happy for a while, then doubted, and finally gritted her teeth and asked Xin Andong, "Dongzi, are you really lying to mom?"

He took out a neat handful of bills from his pocket and held them in front of Xin Wenfang's eyes. Xin Andong said solemnly, "Mom, do you see clearly? It's real money. It's three yuan and sixty-five cents in total. You count it."

Grandpa and grandma peeped at each other, and the silly father clapped his hands happily, "Money, money, the money Da Zhuang earned from selling screws!"

Xin Wenfang looked at her serious son, then at her silly man, her eyes widened, she swallowed, took the neat change in her son's hand, and started counting the money with trembling hands, one cent, two cents, ten cents, Five cents, one yuan, three yuan and sixty-five cents! ! !

The son said exactly what he said!

"The screw really makes money?" Xin Wenfang seemed to be hit by a sap suddenly, feeling like she was dreaming, but the thin layer of money note in her hand was the one she just took from her son, and the son said It is the money earned by selling fried screws, and fried screws can make money!

After calming down, the Xin family was a little confused.

Grandma Xin sighed, her wrinkled face was full of joy and pride, "Reading is useful, no one would have thought of it, my grandson can think of selling fried screws to make money, three yuan sixty-five cents, Guofu works in the machinery factory for a month The salary is only 45 yuan 8 cents, and the daily salary is less than 7 yuan, and Jinhua praises her son's ability to everyone, in my opinion, even my Dongzi child can't keep up!"

Xin Wenfang was still in a daze until now. Suddenly, she thought of what happened at her eldest daughter's house today, gritted her teeth, looked at her younger son, and asked in a deep voice, "Dongzi, tell mom, where did you sell these screws?" , Who have you sold to, let’s get some screws and fry them and sell them in the county, can we still make money?”

Her tone was a little anxious, and her trembling voice seemed to be suppressing pain.

Xin Andong was taken aback, feeling that his mother was not in the right mood, "Mom, is something wrong?"

Xin Wenfang wiped her face, and the corners of her mouth twitched, "It's okay, what can mom do, mom just wants to ask if I can sell screws to make money again, your grandma also said, this is more profitable than other workers, screws There are many creeks in the back of our house. I will buy some with your dad and sell them in the city. It is very simple. If I can make money, I can redeem your second sister, your eldest sister and third sister... They are suffering."

Saying that, Mother Xin couldn't help crying.

The voice went from suppressed and low, sobbing, to crying loudly, as if to vent all the pain and unwillingness.

As I said before, Xin Andong has three older sisters, and the fate of these three older sisters is not good. In other words, the poverty of the Xin family has kept the family living in dire straits.

Xin Andong's elder sister, Xin Anchun, was persuaded by Ge Jinhua to marry a violent idiot in the city for gift money; her second sister, Xin Anxia, ​​was weak-tempered. The medical expenses were secretly transferred to the family as a bride-in-law; the third sister, Xin Anqiu, was born with a lame leg and was bullied by the villagers since she was a child, but her character was not as strong as the previous two sisters, so she found a job as a nanny in the county town At the age of 15, she is still a half-grown child, but she has to take care of the children to wash diapers every day, and she can't do without ice water in the cold winter months.

"Mom..." Xin Andong's eyes were a little red, and his bewildered Ren Xin's mother leaned on his shoulder and wept, clumsily comforting, "Don't cry, don't cry, you can definitely make money, and our family will become very rich in the future." Money, take the eldest sister, second sister, and third sister home, and no one in our family can be bullied anymore."

Thinking of his sisters who are suffering, his heart is as uncomfortable as a knife.

What he said made both Xin Wenfang and Grandma Xin cry bitterly while covering their faces, Grandpa Xin's face was ashamed in silence, and even the silly father felt the atmosphere was oppressive and dared not speak.

After a while, both Mama Xin and Grandma calmed down.

At this time, it was already dark outside. Grandpa Xin found an oil lamp and lit it in the middle of the square broken wooden table. The family gathered around to discuss business matters.

Xin Andong said: "Now the national policy is better than before, and there are more businesses outside. Our family does not have a lot of capital now. If we want to make money, we can only start with screws and lobsters, which are cheap snacks." He said to Mama Xin, "Mom, the screws are selling well, and the lobsters are sure to sell too. Tomorrow, we will go to the county town to sell spicy crayfish, and we will think about other profitable businesses after we earn money."

"Mom and I went to the county town to sell, and my father continued to fish for shrimps and screws. Grandpa and grandma are old, just stay at home." He arranged.

Xin Wenfang patted her son's head in relief. Feeling her eyes were slightly hot and she wanted to cry, she suppressed and sighed, "My son is really like a little adult. He really has grown up."

"That's right, the children of poor families have long been in charge of the family," Grandma Xin said with a sigh, "My Dongzi was born in our family and suffered."

Grandpa Xin raised his beard, "What did you say, Dongzi is better than other children, it is our old Xin family's blessing."

Xin Andong smiled, "Let's put it this way," he looked at Xin Wenfang, "Mom, let's start making spicy crayfish tomorrow after breakfast, and then sell them before the meal time, what do you think?"

"Son, what you say is what you say, and mother will listen to you." Xin Wenfang no longer dares to treat her 13-year-old son as a child. Her mother is right. It's more upright than her to make up your mind.