Rebirth of Rural Literary Life

Chapter 697 Brand New 1990
On New Year's Eve in 89, He Ping's family was very popular.

This year, a new kid named He Youyou was added to the family. At 10 months old, she has started to crawl around and is learning to stand.

The father-in-law Mao Xueshan and mother-in-law Wen Guizhen chose to celebrate the New Year at He Ping's house this year. Together with Xiao Zhuer, the family of six enjoyed themselves happily.

At eight o'clock, the annual Spring Festival Gala starts on time, and the family watches the Spring Festival Gala while making dumplings.

"Ben San is going to the Spring Festival Gala this year!" He Ping said.

"What did he perform in the Spring Festival Gala?" Mao Chunhua asked.

"Didn't he direct and act in "The Blind Date of Zhao Laolan"? The director team of the Spring Festival Gala thought this image was very interesting, so they asked him to act in a sketch, the plot is similar to the TV series, called "Blind Date"."

Zhao Bensan of the later generations has gradually become a well-known sketch king because of his wonderful performance on the stage of the Spring Festival Gala this year. Now he has already become popular all over the country with "Northeast Love Story", and unexpectedly performed the famous work of later generations by accident. .

He Ping had to lament the wonder of fate!

The Spring Festival Gala was playing on TV, and the first kid who couldn't hold on, He Youyou fell asleep in Mao Chunhua's arms before nine o'clock.

Then came Mao Xueshan and his wife. After watching Zhao Bensan's sketch at ten o'clock, they also went back to their room to sleep.

He Ping and Mao Chunhua stayed up until almost twelve o'clock, couldn't hold on any longer, and planned to go back to their room to sleep. Only Xiao Zhuer was left in the living room watching the Spring Festival Gala energetically.

"Zhu'er, I'll think about setting off the firecrackers outside later."

Xiao Zhuer concentrated on watching the TV, and absently replied: "Got it."

Setting off firecrackers is just a occasion, He Ping doesn't pay much attention to these things, and goes back to bed with Mao Chunhua.

The two were lying on the bed. They had been busy all day today, and they were a little tired.

Mao Chunhua nestled into He Ping's arms, "It's so fast, Yoyo is going to be one year old soon, and Xiao Zhu'er should also be admitted to university next year."

He Ping put his arms around her and smelled the fragrance of her hair, "Yes, it's been 90 years."

"Honey, what do you think the year 2000 will be like?" Mao Chunhua asked suddenly.

He Ping recalled that in 2000, when China entered the WTO, the economy was more developed than in 90, and housing prices in first-tier cities rose faster.

"It's definitely better than it is now."

"It's up to you to say, have you ever thought about what we will be doing then?"

He Ping thought about it for a while, "At that time, I should have retired. Yoyo is in elementary school. When she is on winter and summer vacation, I will take you two to travel around the world."

Mao Chunhua imagined the life of a family of three in the future with a smile on his face, and suddenly remembered, "Why did you forget Xiao Zhuer."

"He will be married by then, and if he has a wife and forgets his mother, how can he have time to get together with us?"

"Look at what you said, Xiao Zhuer is such a sensible child."

"Okay, okay, then let's take him with us and let this kid carry the luggage."

The couple were whispering, when there was a burst of firecrackers outside the window, it was Xiao Zhuer who was setting off the firecrackers. Before Xiao Zhuer finished setting off the few hanging firecrackers that He Ping had prepared in advance, the sound of firecrackers was also heard outside the courtyard one after another.

Mao Chunhua glanced at He Youyou who was sleeping next to him, with a peaceful expression on his face.

She tightened He Ping's arms, and the couple quietly listened to the sound of firecrackers outside.

A few minutes later, the sound of firecrackers passed, heralding the end of 1989 and ushering in a brand new 1990.

"Go to sleep!"

"Ok!"

In the early morning of Lunar New Year's Day, the mother-in-law Wen Guizhen was the first to wake up. The first meal of the new year is inseparable from dumplings, which were already wrapped last night.

During the meal, He Ping said to Mao Xueshan: "Dad, I forgot to tell you. I have arranged the car for you. It is scheduled to leave at 6 o'clock. You can go after dinner. I will take Chunhua and the children Go back to Hantun to pay New Year's greetings."

The first day of the new year is the time for the government to hold a group meeting, and Mao Xueshan, as a retired cadre, was also invited.

"The regional government|government has already arranged everything, why do you arrange a car?"

"It's more convenient to use my own car."

"Then I'll call the district immediately and tell them not to send a car." Mao Xueshan hurried to make a call.

The family had just finished eating, when the sound of a car engine sounded outside, it was the car that picked up Mao Xueshan.

Mao Xueshan got dressed and went out first, and He Ping's family of four cleaned up for a while and then went out to start the car.

On the first day of the Chinese New Year, there were still vehicles passing through the road from Hongqi Town to Hantun from time to time. Even on the first day of the new year, the buses in Hantun did not rest, but the frequency of the bus was halved, all for the convenience of ordinary people.

In addition to buses, private cars are the most frequented on the road.

This year, the number of private cars in Hantun has achieved a great leap forward. Since Han Zhaogui bought the first private car in Hantun other than He Ping the year before last, the people in Hantun have also learned to enjoy life.

In one year, no less than 20 villagers in Hantun bought cars. In just one month after the dividend was distributed at the end of 89, there were 10 more private cars in Hantun.

According to this speed, within two years, Hantun may become a "car village".

After driving for about ten minutes, the car arrived at the entrance of the village of Hantun. The shops and market at the entrance of the village, which were originally bustling, became quiet today.

He Ping first drove to Han Yuzheng's house, and it happened that Han Zhaoguo's three brothers were there with their wives and children.

After paying New Year's greetings to each other, He Ping asked Han Yuzheng with concern, "Uncle Yuzheng, how is your body?"

Since Han Zhaojun made money, he often took Han Yuzheng to various hospitals to see a doctor, but his ailment was an old disease, and there was no good way to go to the hospital, so he could only rest.

In the first few years, I looked okay, but in the past two years, I have gotten older and my body has become worse and worse.

"Very good, very good." Han Yuzheng said cheerfully.

Naturally, he couldn't say anything depressing since he was in the New Year's Eve, but He Ping felt a little worried when he saw that he was panting when he spoke, and that he didn't have much flesh on his arms.

After chatting with everyone for a while, He Ping got up, and he had to go to the old captain to pay New Year's greetings.

"Uncle Yuzheng, I'm leaving first, I'll see you later when I have time."

"Okay, let's go!"

Han Zhaoguo's three brothers sent He Ping out, and He Ping asked Han Zhaoguo, "Brother Zhaoguo, did you bring Uncle Yuzheng to the hospital? What did the doctor say?"

Han Zhaoguo shook his head, "I have been inseparable from the village clinic for more than a year. When winter came, I took him to the hospital in Fengcheng. The doctor couldn't do anything. He was too weak, so he prescribed some medicine. There is no improvement in eating."

After Han Zhaoguo finished speaking, the three brothers looked concerned.

In order to support the family, Han Yuzheng worked in spring, summer and autumn in the early years, and he was not idle even in winter. He went hunting in the mountains, and his body was broken at that time.

Now the family conditions are better, but no amount of money can buy good health.

He Ping sighed, "Stop with Uncle Yuzheng more, no amount of money is better than having a good body."

After bidding farewell to the three Han Zhaoguo brothers, He Ping came to the old captain's house.

The old captain's house, which had been deserted for several years, was busier than ever this year.

As soon as He Ping entered, he found that the room was full of people, "Hey, there are quite a lot of people this year. Happy New Year! Happy New Year!"

After saying Happy Chinese New Year, the old captain began to introduce He Ping.

"He Ping, this is your elder brother Zhaoqian, and this is your sister-in-law."

In fact, as soon as He Ping entered the door, he saw Han Zhaoqian's fresh face, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, straight nose and wide mouth, and falcon-like eyes, full of male hormones, and his military uniform was even more heroic.

"I've heard of Brother Zhaogan's name a long time ago, but I haven't seen him in all these years, and this time I finally met a real person, and he was really carved out of the same mold as the old captain."

He Ping smiled and shook hands with Han Zhaoqian.

Han Zhaoqian had a warm smile on his face, "Hello, He Ping. I work in the army, and I seldom go home. I always hear my dad talking about you on the phone and in letters. Good job! I can lead the common people in Hantun to do a good job. Such a career is admirable!"

He Ping laughed and said: "Brother Zhaoqian, let's stop flattering each other. My sister-in-law is still here, I'm saying hello to my sister-in-law, hello!"

"Hello, hello!" Han Zhaoqian's wife smiled at He Ping reservedly.

"Old captain, this time your house is quite lively."

The old captain smiled and said nothing, but from his expression, he knew that the old man was happy.

This time, Han Zhaoqian and his wife went back to Hantun to bring their son, and Han Zhaokun also brought his wife and daughter back, but there was one more kid in the family.

He quietly asked Han Zhaokun, "Your little one?"

Han Zhaokun nodded.

"You can do it."

He Ping admired Han Zhaokun a little bit, he was able to handle the second sister-in-law and let him bring the child born by Xiaomi back to Hantun.

"It's all from the old Han's family!" Han Zhaokun raised his eyebrows at He Ping proudly.

"Virtue!"

The old team leader's family has a child this year, so it is inevitable to give the New Year's money. When I got to Han Zhaokun's house for two children, I was very happy to pick it up, and said sweetly, "Thank you, Uncle He Ping".

When it came to Han Zhaoqian's son, it was a bit embarrassing. He didn't accept him, and it seemed that the family education was very strict.

Han Zhaoqian's wife came out to make a rescue and said, "The children are grown up, so there is no need to give lucky money."

He Ping said: "Give it, give it. We have to give it before we get married. Take it quickly."

He Ping's kindness was hard to come by, Han Zhaoqian and his wife had no choice but to ask their son to accept it. The eighteen or nineteen-year-old boy accepted the lucky money and said shyly to He Ping, "Thank you, Uncle He Ping."

He Ping laughed and said, "It's the first time we meet, why would you be polite if you take a little bit of New Year's money from uncle."

Gifts are reciprocated, and the children of He Ping's family naturally need lucky money.

Xiao Zhuer happily counted the bills, Han Zhaoqian and his wife gave the same as He Ping, mainly Han Zhaokun gave a small dozen of brand new hundred-yuan bills, at least thirty or fifty.

"Look at you for making a fool of yourself."

The New Year's money that He Ping gave just now was only 200 yuan, and he would spend thousands of dollars when he made a move. He was full of nouveau riche temperament.

Han Zhaokun said sarcastically: "Oh! I'm not such a big boss like some people, and I'm so picky when I give some lucky money."

He Ping turned to Xiao Zhu'er and said, "I'll give the money to your mother when I get home!"

"Why? Uncle Zhaokun gave it to me." Xiao Zhu'er said with a stiff neck.

"Why do you want so much money, a high school student?"

"I'm of great use!"

He Ping squinted his eyes and looked at Xiao Zhu'er, this kid didn't want to use the money to pick up girls, did he?I usually give him a lot of pocket money, and I don't see him saving any money.

Xiao Zhu'er felt guilty when He Ping looked at her, "I...I have to buy books, and I will take the college entrance examination next semester."

I believe you ghost!The money is almost enough to evacuate the bookstore.

The bickering between the father and son made everyone laugh. No one felt that there was anything wrong with it. Instead, they thought that the relationship between the father and son was good, so they had such a conversation.

The topic of New Year's money ended, and everyone chatted about homework. Han Zhaoqian hadn't returned to his hometown for many years, so it was naturally the center of the topic.

In the past, he only knew that Han Zhaoqian was in the army, but he didn't shy away from chatting this time. It turned out that he was the political commissar of a certain division in the garrison.

Official-level cadres in their early 40s belong to the fifth-level cadres according to their ranks, and they are serious national senior cadres.

Thinking about my father-in-law, Mao Xueshan, who spent his whole life in revolutionary work before becoming a sixth-level cadre with the deputy position of the bureau (ground), the gap between this person and the person is really a bit big!
He secretly glanced at Han Zhaoqian's wife, a standard lady. .

While everyone was chatting, Uncle Wei Guo and Aunt Qiufen brought the second and third children to pay New Year's greetings to the old captain.

"Auntie, Dalin didn't come back this year?"

"No, Da Lian is pregnant, so I don't dare to make a fuss. After the new year, I have to go to Nanshan to take care of my confinement."

"Oh! Then I have to congratulate you, this time you will be a grandma!" He Ping congratulated Aunt Qiufen.

Aunt Qiufen couldn't keep her mouth shut when talking about the grandchild who was about to be born, "I've been looking forward to it for several years, but I can say I'm looking forward to a grandson."

"It's never too late for a good meal. Da Lin and Da Lian are both young, so why worry, this is coming!"

"Yeah yeah!"

After joking and joking, the third child from Aunt Qiufen's family secretly ran to He Ping's side.

"Brother He Ping!"

"What's the matter?"

San Xiaoer's height has increased rapidly in the past two years, and he is already about the same height as He Ping, and he is completely different from the naughty boy who wanted to ride a dog while shaking his nose.

"Can I go to work in the group during Chinese New Year?"

"You don't go to school anymore?"

"I don't want to study, my mother insists on letting me go to school."

He Ping gave him a hard slap on the back of the head, "You bastard, now the village doesn't have to spend a penny to let you go to school, and you will be rewarded with bonuses if you study well. Do you still want to go to school, kid? Do you know how many children there are out there? Can’t you even look forward to such an opportunity?”

The third child didn't feel annoyed after being beaten, and scratched his head, "Brother He Ping, my brain is not born to study, I just want to go to work, you let me go to the group to follow you?"

"You're thinking farts! Do you know what qualifications are required for the recruitment of the group? At least a bachelor's degree, you can't even finish high school, and you want to join the group, so you are beautiful!"

He Ping mercilessly rejected San Xiaoer's request. With a look of disappointment on his face, he muttered, "An egg seller needs such a high degree of education."

He Ping raised his foot and wanted to kick, but the kid saw that the situation was not good and hurried to kick.

Uncle Wei Guo came over and asked, "Did San Xiaoer tell you that you don't want to study?"

"Hmm!"

"Hey! This kid is wild now, and he doesn't want to study in school, what can he do!"

"I don't want to go to school. Discuss with brother Zhaoqian, send him to the army for two years, and he will be counted as a person when he comes back."

Wei Guoshu's eyes lit up, he was born as a soldier, and even made military exploits and was injured, this is a good way!

(End of this chapter)