Striving in the sixties started from Tu Hop Vien

"Fruit candy, peach crisp, and two cigarettes, a radio!" Sun Dawei shouted while rummaging through there: "Brother, why did you bring a radio to my house? Eh? Your burden is really big

!" Yang Qinggang: "......" "Big brother, what are you shouting about early in the morning? Are you dreaming again! Where did we get the radio!" Yang Qinggang's

little cousin, who had just been woken up, stood at the door and rubbed her eyes and was angry at her eldest brother.

"Xiaohong, hurry up and say hello to your brother Qinggang. Sun Hongsheng saw his daughter coming out, and hurriedly beckoned her to call someone.

That's right, the two children of Yang Qinggang's uncle's family, one is called Sun Dawei and the other is Sun Xiaohong, and their names are like jokes.

"Xiaohong, hello, I haven't seen you for more than two years, and now I'm a big girl. Yang Qinggang quipped.

"Brother Qinggang, it's good. "Yang Qinggang's little cousin looks a little shy.

"Didn't you like your brother Qinggang the most when you were a child, and said that he looked better than anyone else, why did he grow up and be rusty. Sun

Hongsheng lost his son's heart disease at work, but he was also interested and made a joke about his daughter.

"Oh! radio!" Sun

Xiaohong's eyes were also placed on the wooden box on the ground, and she didn't pay attention to what her father was talking about, and ran straight to the radio.

The brother and sister are tinkering with the radio over there, and the uncle and nephew are chatting about the crops in the field.

"It's time to eat! Lao Sun, you go to the house and move the table out, and everyone else comes over to serve the dishes. My aunt shouted as she stood in front of the stove.

In the cauldron are steamed buns with Erhe noodles and some steamed white potatoes.

"Auntie, I heard my uncle say that there is no food at home, why do you still eat Erhe noodles at home? A few days ago, she brought me white noodles, how can I be embarrassed to eat this!"

"There is food at home, but now who eats white flour steamed buns every day! Not the emperor." "

What about the grain?" Yang Qinggang wondered.

"Just put it in the granary, eat it slowly, and if it happens like in previous years, this is life-saving food. It's just that if you put it for a long time, it will grow worms. "My aunt shared chopsticks with everyone.

"Mom, our family eats old grain every year, and it's all leftover from insects, and it's too unpalatable. Sun Dawei stuffed steamed buns into his mouth and didn't forget to complain.

Yang Qinggang was immediately interested when he heard this.

"Does every household in the village have grain in stock, and what has happened to all that stockpile?" Yang Qinggang asked.

"What else can I do, and I can't sell it, so I can only keep it and eat it slowly. Sun Hongsheng responded.

In the small talk of a match, the family ate a breakfast that was not rich.

"Brother, why is this radio silent

?" "Can't it?" I tried it when I came, no problem. Yang Qinggang said strangely.

"Rustle......" Yang Qinggang twisted the FM button.

"If you can make a sound, there's no problem, it's too far away from the signal transmitter, and the mountain is also blocked, so there is no signal. "

Dawei, you go find a long bamboo pole, and I'll try to get an antenna." "

Brother, where can I find a bamboo pole? "

Hey, my cousin gave a rare constructive suggestion.

didn't use a ladder, Yang Qing just ran two steps before he grabbed the eaves and went to the roof.

"Brother Qinggang is amazing!" Sun Xiaohong gave her cousin a lot of face, applauding and applauding.

Yang Qinggang was tinkering with the antenna on the roof, when suddenly there was a knock on the door.

The courtyard door in the countryside is generally not closed, so as soon as the knock on the door ended, a pair of middle-aged men and women entered the courtyard, carrying large bags and small wraps in their hands, and smiling on their faces.

Sun Dawei, who was still talking and laughing, changed his face all of a sudden, half-green and not black, like a little ghost.

"Eh, why are you here? Have you eaten? Sit down, sit down. Sun Hongsheng hurriedly got up from the stool, and took out the filter cigarette that Yang Qing had just brought and handed it to the middle-aged man.

"Don't don't, don't we haven't decided yet, don't shout like that. The middle-aged man's expression was also a little embarrassed.

After all, the matter of his daughter and the son of the old Sun family marrying is almost a bit worse.

Yang Qinggang also understood that the relationship between these two was not good.

Sun Hongsheng looked at the things that these two people were holding in their hands, and he was also prepared in his heart, these two people didn't come to talk about any good things.

"What Hongsheng ......" The middle-aged man didn't take Sun Hongsheng's cigarette, put the things he was carrying on the table, and rubbed his hands again.

"What's the matter? We've been old neighbors for so many years, can you just say anything if you have anything to say?" Sun Hongsheng saw that he didn't take his cigarette, and the smile on his face disappeared, and put the cigarette on his ear with a straight face.

"What's that, it's your Dawei and my daughter's business......" The middle-aged man pursed his lips, but still didn't say 123.

The middle-aged woman who came with him pushed him away, "What a wreck!

"Old Sun, forget about the relationship between Dawei and my daughter, anyway, it hasn't been decided, and the things that your family sent before have been sent back to you, and I haven't moved at all!" The middle-aged woman pointed to the things on the table, and put the vernacular on her lips.

There was silence in the courtyard, and the whole family's faces turned small.

"Boom!" Yang Qinggang jumped from the roof, startling the others.

The two couples were still thinking about whether this handsome little brother who jumped out of the house without saying a word should be a psychopath.

"Uncle, aunt, I'm Dawei's cousin. Yang Qinggang said with a smile: "Why can't the marriage of these two children be successful? Is it because of Dawei's work?"

The middle-aged couple who said this was also a little embarrassed, after all, it was their daughter who hated the poor and loved the rich, although they also felt that the Sun family was very good, but after all, they couldn't screw their only daughter.

"Don't worry, you two, I'm here to take my cousin to work in the capital this time, and I'll be a good son-in-law if I get a city hukou in two years!" Yang Qinggang comforted.

At this time, a young girl ran from outside the courtyard, with a fox face, and looked quite delicate.

"What are you talking about with him, I'll go to the capital with Damao right away. The

girl pulled her parents out, and turned her head to Sun Dawei and said: "We are not suitable, you can't give me the life I want at all, I am about to marry a film projectionist, or a local in Beijing, we have no marriage contract, my parents also returned the things sent by your family to you, let's forget it."

The girl didn't wait for Sun Dawei to reply, nor did she pay attention to the other people in the hospital, so she just pulled her parents and left.

Da Shige: Movie projectionist: No, no.

Yang Qinggang's face was strange, and he smiled unconsciously.

Xu Damao has just experienced such a big thing and is still in the mood to hook up with a little girl, and he is also a talent.

"Brother Qinggang, you are still laughing! My brother has been divorced! I know that girl is not a good person!"

"I think I should know the projectionist she was talking about.

In the puzzled eyes of everyone in the courtyard, Yang Qinggang began to tell the story of Xu Damao and Qin Huairu.

"Brother, this woman is so easy to deceive, you should be glad that you didn't marry her, marry a wife and marry a virtuous, if you really marry such a daughter-in-law, there will be times when you are unlucky. "

Besides, you are still so young, why are you in a hurry to marry a daughter-in-law, go with my brother this time, and make sure you find a daughter-in-law who is a hundred times better than her!" Yang Qinggang patted his cousin on the shoulder.

Sun Hongsheng and his family also endured the resentment in their hearts and comforted their son.

After Yang Qinggang finished speaking, he didn't pay attention to the silent Sun Dawei, and went to the roof to tinker with the antenna, and he had to figure out the matter of retiring from the marriage, if he really drilled the tip of the horns, it would be useless for anyone to persuade him.