Reborn in the 70s / Reborn in 1978

Secretary Cong said with a smile: "I am also working. I need your baby to give advice on planning, otherwise everyone will have no idea. It is not easy to meet now. I just heard that someone is back. This run."

My mother smiled and said, "You all just pamper him, and I'll give you a big beetle someday." Pulling Na Hongfei to sit down on the sofa, Zhang Xingming hurriedly ran to make tea.

Secretary Cong smiled and asked his mother, "This is?"

My mother glanced at Zhang Xingming without showing any expression, and said, "Why do I still talk about my old Zhang, what's the matter?"

Secretary Cong understood in seconds, looked at Hongfei, and said: "The old secretary is going up, so I moved up here too. Secretary Zhang of Cup Steel came to take over my shift, so I asked Eryou if your old Zhang Move too, the higher-ups have this consideration in mind.”

Zhang Xingming came over with two cups of tea and put them in front of his mother and Na Hongfei, and said: "Actually, I think my dad is doing well now. I really don't want to let my dad worry about hard work. Besides, I'm afraid that the impact will be bad. It will be troublesome then."

Secretary Cong said: "Let's appoint a deputy manager. Lao Zhang is a bit overqualified for the labor union. Assigning a deputy manager to take care of practical matters is also to share the organization's worries."

This topic is skipped, Secretary Cong has said so, and it is not good to say anything else.

After a few more gossips, Secretary Cong left. He had a really busy day.

Mom took a sip of tea and said, "Well, this time your dad doesn't need to go home anymore. He used to be able to come back to cook a meal, but now he can't find anyone to eat."

Zhang Xingming said: "If he wants to do it, he can do it for a few more years? Xiaofei, how is your business doing now? What are you doing? I never asked."

Na Hongfei said: "At the beginning, I said how you arranged it, but after running for several years, I couldn't catch a shadow. If I really waited for you to arrange it, my family would drink the northwest wind."

My mother smiled and said: "The boss is out of work, come here to Zhang Luo, Xiaofei's mother will help, your uncle is working on the bicycle, and he will not listen if he is not allowed to go. Your Brother Dasheng arranged for him Take care of the logistics, anyway, it’s good that my own people can be trusted.”

Zhang Xingming asked, "What are you selling?"

My mother said: "Your Sister Lan's clothing factory has been given to a general agent in Liaodong, and the goods are purchased and shipped in one day, and two specialty stores have been opened for retail sales. Sister Xiaofei has enough brains, and now she is very popular. .”

Zhang Xingming looked at the clothes on Hong Fei and asked, "Is this the same? It looks okay. Does the eldest sister look like a match?"

That little Hongfei blushed again, nodded and said, "It's done, the worker from the mineral processing plant, the assigned college student, a bit useless, whenever I mention my sister, she scolds me."

Zhang Xingming said: "As long as the person is good, other things can be changed slowly. Life habits are easy to change. If the person is not good, it will be over."

Na Hongfei said: "He's not bad, he looks good, he's good at talking, and he has a good personality. One day, he coaxed my parents so much that they almost forgot who was their own."

My mother said: "Your sister Xiaoping is also in the right place. Zhang Luo is married. After a while, you are all grown up. Look at Xiao Fei, can you still remember what she looked like when she was young?"

Zhang Xingming said: "Combing the horns of the horns, she is always coaxing, and she pouts when she is provoked, she speaks less and has more ideas."

My mother hugged Hongfei and laughed, and said: "Don't say it, it's quite vivid. It's better now, how much I love to laugh. When I was young, I always had a small face, like a little adult. Oh, In two years, when all of you are married, your father and I will take your grandpa and grandpa to travel."

Chapter 545 Returning to Zhangjiabao

Shanshu Dai color, cloud roll oblique wind.

The weeds all over the mountains have begun to turn yellow and wilt. As soon as the autumn wind passes, the golden leaves dance with the west wind, gently covering the mountains.

The pine tree has become deep, and the leaves of the dwarf shrubs have long since disappeared, and its dense branches are stretched around like thorns.

Pieces of oak trees on the mountain ridges are mixed with mulberry trees, oak trees and neem, and the branches are covered with a light purple, which looks like a cloud of green onions from a distance.Because it is when the morning fog first rises in the morning, it reflects a piece of extremely beautiful scenery in the sun.

The mountains are silent, and occasionally a bird flutters past, leaving a crisp cry.

The goshawk hovered high in the air, like a kite, drawing a soothing circle with the wind.

There was a faint fragrance in the air, I don't know where it came from, but it just made people refreshed, and went away quietly.

On the edge of the mountain forest, patches of sorghum corn have withered, and the branches and leaves are intertwined and standing in the field waiting for the final harvest. Most of the other fields have been harvested, revealing the black land, dividing a fertile field into fragments of.

Zhang Xingming and Zhang Xingbing, who came back from leave to see his mother, stood beside the national highway with their grandparents and watched all this.

The house is gone, and the entire foundation including the yard has become a vegetable field. Only a few foundation stones are exposed there. The old walnut tree at the original fork by the side of the national road is still there, standing tall. Does the owner have any questions? It has no effect.

On the slope a little below the walnut tree, there is a hawthorn tree with gnarled branches, not Shanlihong, but a real hawthorn. There is a huge bluestone lying under the hawthorn tree. It was the hotbed of Zhang Xingming and his brother in summer when they were young.

The entire backyard is gone, and there is no boundary with other vegetable fields. The original plum tree on the edge of the field is gone, and it may have become a firework under someone's stove. A few branches were cut off, standing stubbornly on the edge of the ground.

It turned out that the road at the other end of the yard was already covered with weeds, and the tall poplar trees on the side of the road were still so tall and straight, piercing the sky like sharp swords.The original families have all moved to the Baozi, but the houses of those families are still there, and the dark thatched grass on the houses trembles in the autumn wind.

The small bridge connecting the yard of Mr. Zhong’s fourth family with the dirt road here has collapsed, leaving only a crooked bridge pile standing by the river. Zhang Xingming recalled the scene where his brother beat it with a stick: “Changhong, Zhong Changhong , come out. I have a younger brother, we will cut it together, do you believe it?"

"Let's pick foreign hot peppers? I know where they are, but if I pick them, I will share half of them."

"I only have a dozen or so. I'll give you seven. If you don't believe me, you can read them."

……

The four stood on the edge of the national highway and watched quietly, Li Chun, Wang Honghua, and Zhang Qisheng stood beside them.

After standing for a long time, my grandfather sighed softly. He was born here, grew up here, became an adult, married a wife and adopted a son, and lived for nearly 70 years. He is now on this land of less than three acres.

Now, here is just a vegetable field of other people's family.

Grandma suddenly said: "Is the vegetable cellar still there? There are still radishes in it, weighing more than 50 catties." Then she sighed and kept silent.After staying for a while, she turned to Zhang Xingming and said, "Have you bathed in the ditch yet? The water is not as cold as in summer right now?"

Grandpa pointed to the direction of the well and said, "Well, that piece of trees was planted by me and my brother. It has become a forest. My brother's grave is in that forest. Now it is covered with grass, right? I still weave baskets. My brother taught it, at that time I was lazy and didn’t want to work, so he used this to play with me.”

Zhang Xingming said: "Grandpa, it's too deserted over there now, and people can't get through it. When I go back, I will ask someone to come over to repair Grandpa's grave and clean up the place. Let's come back next year."

Grandpa blinked his turbid eyes, and said, "I don't want to see it, I know I can't make it through. I'm telling you, when I die in the future, bury me next to your grandpa. I've only had such a brother in my life, and my daughter-in-law Being unmarried has dragged me up, so I have to accompany him."

Zhang Xingming asked: "Did my great-grandfather never get married all his life?"

Grandma said: "When I came here, I met the eldest, but I married the second when I passed the door. Who knows what their buddies think. At that time, your mother and your uncle were going to starve to death, so I told them Thinking about it, it doesn't matter what the boss is, as long as you can have a bite to eat."

Grandpa laughed, silently, and said: "With just a little rice at home, you can ask for a daughter-in-law. My brother said that he is too old and doesn't need it. He is 16 years older than me. He said that we are afraid that he will die. There is no way to pass the day."

Grandma said to Zhang Xingming: "Your mother should still remember that your grandpa loves the child and is closer than his own. He coaxes and carries it every day. If your mother cries, it will make him feel anxious. Good." Personally, he left without leaving a word.”

Zhang Xingming asked, "How did my great grandfather die?"

Grandma said: "What kind of inflammation is it? I can't remember the name. I asked a barefoot doctor to come to the house to treat it. He said that he had to cut it and dig a hole in his stomach. Then he developed a fever and left after lying down for a few days. A good person can dig out his stomach." Hole?"

Grandpa said: "That's called surgery. If you don't have surgery, you will die of pain. If you die, you will catch up with a fever."

Zhang Xingming asked, "Where was the operation performed?"

Grandpa pointed to the foundation below and said: "It's in the house, lying on the edge of the kang, and I used the needles and threads at home to sew the stomach. I didn't dare to look at it, so I stood outside the window and listened. My brother has a stick. No pain, no sound at all."

Xiao Bing said on the side: "Fuck, there is no anesthesia, no disinfection, and no sterile room. Can this not have a fever?"

Li Chun sighed and said: "In that era, you have never experienced it. If you are sick, you can find someone to see it. It's not bad. You still expect some anesthetic to disinfect it. If you live, you will die. It all depends on God's eyes. "

Grandpa walked over and touched the old walnut tree, and made him look up, saying, "It's so high. When I carried it back and planted it, it reached my waist. It was carried out of the golden ditch. My brother said this." Well, it can bear fruit. It can really bear fruit, you and your brother did not eat less when they were young."

Zhang Xingming nodded, remembering the scene when he and his elder brother squatted under the window sill with a small hammer and smashed walnuts on the foundation stone of the house when they were young, he smiled, as if he heard the crowing of the chicken grabbing the walnut pulp in his ears.Since he was a child, he has not been treated by chickens, he said in his heart.