Chapter 10

No. 2 Shan'er Hutong is just a small courtyard inhabited by four families, but the structure is quite complicated.

In the courtyard, except for a towering toon tree and a tap with a pool, each household has its own small room.

This courtyard is not at all spacious, and it looks like a big pancake that has fallen to the ground.

Pick it up, you can still eat it, but the layers and contents inside are all messed up.

And the reason for this, of course, is due to the 1976 Tangshan earthquake.

As a region that can feel a strong earthquake, it is precisely because of that period of panic.

Everyone will build an earthquake shelter in the courtyard, and then change it into their own small kitchen and utility room.

If an outsider walks in for the first time, it will definitely feel like entering a labyrinth because of the chaotic terrain.

Or inadvertently, the difference in the height of the ground hurts a person to mix garlic under his feet.

At a quarter past six in the evening, when Ning Weimin walked into this "big pancake".

As usual, it was time for dinner.

Every household is busy with dinner, and the whole courtyard is filled with the smell of frying and frying.

I have to say that this moment of going home has always been a bit uncomfortable for Ning Weimin.

Because people in this era are polite and polite.

Ning Weimin walked into the courtyard with one foot high and one foot low, and often encountered neighbors who brought food from the small kitchen to the house.

When they meet, he has to call someone.

Uncles and aunts, uncles and aunts, only after a few chats can continue to walk inside.

Secondly, because of the fragrance of the food, the greedy worm in Ning Weimin's stomach had to endure seduction.

With his deficient stomach, he was naturally more hungry and thirsty.

And no one is rich these days, even if they give in, he can't take it seriously.

Hey, I can smell it, but I can't eat it.

After thanking him in person, he still had to go back to his room with the halazi in his mouth, and eat the nest with old man Kang.

That gap in my heart, how big.

However, today was a little different than usual.

After making such a big fortune, no matter what, it has to be celebrated.

So he didn't come back empty-handed.

Except for the things bought for the blind, it was stuffed in the big bag.

In his other hand, he was still carrying a bottle of liquor bought for Old Man Kang and four solid oil paper bags.

Anyone who sees it knows that the oil paper bag must be delicious!

So the scene that made him sad in the past turned into a ceremony to welcome him home.

The temptation that troubled him in the past has also become a prelude to increase his appetite.

When entering the hospital, the first person to pass by is Uncle Luo's house from the pastry factory.

Ning Weimin walked to the Luo family's small kitchen, and met Aunt Luo with a plate of scrambled eggs, opened the door and was about to deliver it to the house.

No need to ask, Ning Weimin knew that this was for the eldest daughter-in-law of the Luo family.

This is the happy event destined to happen to the Luo family this year.

The eldest daughter-in-law is already pregnant, and it is estimated that she should give birth in September.

"Weimin, you're back..." Aunt Luo turned her head and greeted.

"Hey, Aunt Luo. As I said, your craftsmanship is excellent. I can smell it outside the courtyard, and the fragrance is fragrant."

"Hey, a plate of scrambled eggs. See what you said..."

"It's better to be in time if you come early. You smell good, so eat it at my place."

Another voice came from the open door, it was Uncle Luo who was drinking in the house.

The eldest son of the Luo family, the eldest daughter-in-law, also sat at the dining table, carrying their rice bowls to Ningwei Minle.

But Ning Weimin is so embarrassed, he quickly declined.

"Uncle Luo, thank you, I'm going to give a toothbrush today. You see..."

Ning Weimin's handling of the handle is particularly critical.

The expression of the Luo family at this time, if a book is written, the title must be "1 Unexpected".

"Yo, this wine is good, Hua Deng's. You have a conscience, did you buy it for Uncle Kang?"

"Uncle Luo, I bought it for you too. You can go to my place for a drink."

"Haha, you're welcome. However, I've eaten it all because of my heart. Look back, wait for the stubble of toon in our yard to come down, and my father and I will drink scrambled eggs with toon."

Hey, this is the first time that Ning Weimin has changed from passive to active, daring to invite others.

The face is all there!

After turning a corner, it is the home of Uncle Bian and Aunt Bian.

Ning Weimin saw that the old lady was carrying a steamer on the stove inside and outside the kitchen.

Even though the lid of the pot was tightly seamed, he could still smell what was inside.

She also knew that if she had to bow her head, the old lady would definitely be angry.

So across the small kitchen window, he took the initiative to say hello to Aunt Bian.

"Auntie, are you eating stuffing again today, cabbage and pork?"

"Yo, Minzi is back, you have a really smart nose. Your uncle loves to eat stuffing. Don't go, I'll get you some too, just out of the pot, eat while it's hot."

"Don't don't, auntie, I bought ready-made ones today, and it's also a matter of eating when I enter the house."

"Oh, that's good, then you can go back to the house, don't let your uncle Kang wait in a hurry."

Needless to say, the old lady was surprised when she saw the wine and the oil-paper bag.

This made Ning Weimin look beautiful again.

This taste in my heart, floating!

But it wasn't over yet. Even the innermost east room of the small courtyard, the projectionist Master Mi's family of the Daguanlou Cinema, did not pull down.

It is also time for Ning Weimin to be in the limelight today.

Just when he put down the canvas bag and was about to pull the door of his house.

Master Mi, with a toothpick in his mouth, clothed in clothes, and a bag in his hand, just came out of the house.

This one glanced at the things in Ning Weimin's hands, and his eyes were even more rounded.

"Yo, what day is it today? It's not a festival, so I want to eat meat!"

"Hey, isn't it that my stomach has become ruthless recently, and it doesn't even smell like farting, so I'll replenish the oil and water. Have you eaten? Let's have a drink together."

"Haha, I've already eaten it, you kid, and you're making fun of me again. Let's have a good drink with you, Uncle Kang."

Master Mi was about to pass by, but suddenly stopped again and patted Ning Weimin on the shoulder.

"By the way, if you're full after a while and you're all right, you can go to me to watch a movie. Today, there is a new movie in Daguanlou, "Returning Like an Arrow"..."

"Thank you, Master Mi. If I don't feel dizzy, I'll go right away."

While chatting and laughing, Master Mi was finally discharged from the hospital, and Ning Weimin could really enter the house.

But at this time, for some unknown reason, he fell into a trance on the spot, and his mood was quite complicated.

It seems that there is another layer of insight into the relationship between neighbors in this era.

Yes, although these words cannot be taken seriously, everyone knows that they are just polite, but they cannot be simply defined as meaningless hypocrisy.

Because these courtesy, there is indeed true feelings, wrapped in cordiality and enthusiasm.

Only when he went back to this era did he clearly realize what the people of the capital looked like in the past.

Kindness, honesty and honesty are the mainstream values ​​of these older generations.

These neighbors and neighbors are all acquaintances who have lived together for more than ten years and decades.

Uncle, aunt, uncle, aunt, these titles are not false.

As long as a courtyard lives in, these neighbors are far more useful than relatives.

Don't talk about the daily chores of looking at clothes, watching children, building a stove, and guarding the door.

Even when it comes to catching up with childbirth, getting sick, getting married, or getting married, or resolving family conflicts, you can count on these people who are not related by blood to help.

No one cares about "mind your business, let it go".

Not like the neighbors of later generations, the camel yawns - twists his neck, and no one pays any attention.

To be honest, in this era, he has really eaten all the meals of every household.

Now that I think about it, he is afraid of this kind of politeness and annoying this kind of scene.

In fact, it is very likely that he feels inferior and guilty because he has not been able to get this favor all the time.

In other words, if he really responded just now.

So no matter whether it is scrambled eggs or meat stuffed buns, he must have all.

Even if the eldest daughter-in-law of the Luo family loses her mouth, Aunt Bian's family is afraid that the two will make up for it.

The two families won't say anything, and they will still greet him like this next time.

It's nothing else, just because this is the folk customs of the capital and Yan Zhao's generosity.

Hey, it's strange that the old man Dokang often talks to him.

"...for more than ten years when I returned to my hometown, I felt awkward no matter how I stayed. I didn't know if it was because of others or because of myself. I didn't seem to understand until I came back. It was probably not the capital that made me think about it. It's the sophistication here..."

As soon as the door opened, Ning Weimin already had an idea.

He decided that the things he bought today must not be boring.

Come and go, reciprocate.

After entering the door, if you don't do anything else, you have to find a few empty bowls, divide the contents of these oil-paper bags, and send some to each household.

This is a higher level of happiness than the insignificant complacency just now.

PS: Aunt Bian, Aunt Luo, Aunt Mi, the reason why these names are the same as their husbands.This is because before the founding of the People's Republic of China, women still kept the habit of taking their husband's surname. After the next generation gets married, women will be called by others by their own surname. This is the particularity of the era, not to save trouble.

(End of this chapter)

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