Rebirth of Rural Literary Life

Chapter 317 That night, we watched a movie

After the dividends from the chicken farm were paid out, the employees happily wanted to send things home. Before leaving, He Ping warned: "This year, no one is allowed to shoot firearms. Our chicken farm now costs thousands of dollars a day, and the laying hens cost two dollars a day." It’s 1 yuan if the sky doesn’t lay eggs, and this is all your dividends, understand?”

"Understood!" Everyone who had just received benefits replied in unison.

Chickens don't like to lay eggs when they are frightened. In the past two years, the scale of the chicken farm was small, and the loss of a two-day delay is not big.But it’s different now. With a daily output of several thousand catties, a day’s stoppage will cost thousands of yuan.

So this year He Ping established a rule for the team, prohibiting shooting.

However, small whips, throwing cannons, and barking flowers by children are allowed, and everything else is prohibited.

Of course, members of the team will have some opinions on this, but considering the loss of laying hens not laying eggs for a few days, it is not a big deal to fire a cannon.

After distributing the benefits of the chicken farm, He Ping came to the pig farm again. Compared with the bustling chicken farm, it was much quieter here.

All the live pigs have been slaughtered, and the rest are breeding pigs, sows and some newborn piglets. The employees have all gone to the chicken farm to receive benefits. At this time, only Professor Guo and Ding Youcai are left in the pig farm. people.

He Ping called the two over and gave each of them a red envelope.

Professor Guo touched the thickness of the red envelope, opened it again, and found that there were two stacks of brand new unity.

"That's too much!"

"Don't refuse, you two deserve this. You two have worked hard this year."

He Ping's words were very sincere, the two of them declined with him and finally accepted the red envelope. He Ping gave Professor Guo 2000 yuan and Ding Youcai 1000 yuan.

Ding Youcai held a pack of great unity in his arms, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but burst into laughter, which he couldn't control no matter what.

"Master Ding, let's go home early today. Professor Guo, you will come to my house with me to celebrate the New Year." He Ping arranged for the two of them.

"it is good."

After staying in the pig farm for a while, and waiting for the staff to come back and arrange the work on duty for the New Year's Eve and the first day of the new year, He Ping took Professor Guo home.

When passing by the talent dormitory, He Ping walked in.At this moment, the teachers and students of the Agricultural College living in the talent dormitory have already gone home for vacation, and only brother Zhenkai is here alone to guard the vacant room.

"Brother Zhenkai, let's go! Go to my house to celebrate the New Year."

He Ping called Brother Zhenkai, who was lonely and lonely, and the three of them returned home.

This kid Zhao Bo is still obsessed with the world of martial arts, and it was only when He Ping and the others entered the door that he came back to his senses.

"Oh, I'm fascinated just looking at it." Zhao Bo blamed himself.

"It's okay, if you want to watch it, you can watch it here and go back later." He Ping said.

"No, I have something to do at home, I have to go back first." Zhao Bo said goodbye to He Ping reluctantly, mainly because he was reluctant to part with the VCR.

After seeing off Zhao Bo, Professor Guo and Brother Zhenkai looked at the TV screen curiously, "Is this a movie?"

"Well, Xiangjiang's film."

Brother Zhenkai was very interested in the film on TV, so he sat down and watched it.

He Ping started to cook and make dumplings, and Professor Guo and Xiao Zhuer helped him.

This year, Dongmei's sister-in-law is pregnant, and Han Zhaojun is also married. They can't count on them for the New Year's food, and they have to do it themselves.

But when He Ping was meeting, Han Zhaoshe ran over with dumplings, "Brother He Ping, my mother asked me to bring you dumplings."

"Auntie still thinks of me."

He Ping saw that there were dumplings, and the noodles should not be wasted, so he steamed the buns instead.

He stayed here with Han Zhaoshe for dinner, Han Zhaoshe watched the TV twice, and refused with difficulty: "No, this year the family is full, my dad asked me to go back for dinner."

After Han Zhaoshe left, He Ping and Professor Guo spent two hours getting the food ready and putting it on the table.

"Brother Zhenkai, don't look at it, come over to eat."

"This thing is really good. The foreign technology is amazing. How do you research it?" Brother Zhenkai was still feeling the charm of the video recorder while eating.

If this is 30 years later, a proper Internet addicted teenager.

"Okay, don't study your video recorder." He Ping raised his glass, "Today is the last day of 1981, and we are about to usher in 1982. It is me who can get to know Professor Guo and Brother Zhenkai this year. Thank you for your help, I hope we can join hands to create greater glories next year. Come on, cheers!"

"cheers!"

The New Year’s Eve dinner in Ping County is eaten at noon, and several people are a little bit drunk after eating. After removing the dining table, put fruits, peanuts, mackerel, and toffee on the coffee table, and watch TV while watching TV. chat.

He Ping brought back dozens of videotapes from Nanshan. It happened that there was nothing to do today. It would be nice to watch some Xiangjiang movies. This was also a very novel experience for Professor Guo and Brother Zhenkai.

After a while, Han Zhaoshe ran back in a hurry, followed by a bunch of friends.

"Why are you back?" He Ping asked.

"I finished eating."

"After dinner, you stay at home, what are you doing here?"

"Let's watch a movie."

When Han Zhaoshe came to deliver the dumplings just now, he had his eyes on He Ping's video recorder. He had never seen it before, but he had heard of it.

Seeing that He Ping was using this thing to play movies at home, he didn't even think about having dinner at home. After eating a few bites, he couldn't wait to gather his friends to march towards He Ping's house.

Han Zhaoshe tricked a lot of the middle-aged and middle-aged boys in the team. With them, can the news of He Ping's family showing a movie be kept hidden?
It didn't take long for the members of the team to squeeze He Ping's house after dinner.

Showing movies in rural areas is a festival these days, not to mention Xiangjiang movies that everyone has never seen!
This is really the whole brigade of men, women and children all in battle. The room is crowded with three floors inside and three floors outside. Those who really can't squeeze in just lie on the outside window and watch.

The people in the team made such a big fight, which immediately alarmed the old captain.

After inquiring, it was He Ping, a puny brat, who made trouble again.

"There is two money to burn him." The old captain walked towards He Ping's house with a pipe and pot.

He Ping didn't realize at all that the old captain still had 5 minutes to arrive at the battlefield, he couldn't help holding his head when he saw the scene of the house being leaked.

Sin!This is probably the sorrow of the tide-gatherers!
The members didn't have time to care about He Ping's thoughts, they just stared at the TV screen without saying a word.

So there was such a strange scene, hundreds of people indoors and outdoors were silent, only the characters on the TV were talking.

At this moment, a loud shout came: "What are you doing? What are you doing?"

The old captain aggressively squeezed his way through the crowd and came in. As soon as he saw He Ping, he cursed: "You bastard, can you save me a little bit of worry every day, what kind of moth is this New Year's Eve?"

He Ping said aggrievedly: "I can have any bad thoughts, I just watch TV at home."

"What TV are you watching?"

He Ping pointed in the direction of the color TV, and the old captain followed the sound, took a look...and another look...and another look.

The movie is so good!
On New Year's Eve in 1981, He Ping's house was crowded with commune members watching Xiangjiang movies until late at night.

He Ping recorded this scene with a Polaroid in his hand.

(End of this chapter)