Fengcheng old events

Chapter 10 Little Princess

"Brother, brother, hug."

Wearing a new dress, tied with pink silk flowers, Liu Jinrong, who still had oily spots on his chubby little face, grabbed the corner of his brother Liu Zhaofeng's clothes, and tried to open his arms.

Liu Zhaofeng looked helpless, but he still bent down, hugged his younger sister with great difficulty, bent his body backwards hard, and stopped after walking a few steps, and lifted his wobbly younger sister up again, which made Liu Jinrong happy He started to laugh, and deliberately twisted a few times to increase Liu Zhaofeng's burden.

"Kaleidoscope, western scenery, shadow puppet show." There was a cry of foreign film sales from the street: look inside again, this is a piece of head, ten winters, three or nine days, and the heavy snow keeps falling Well, I stared at it for three nights and three days. The passerby stayed in the store, and the woodcutter went down the mountain. It would not melt for ten and a half months. In a blink of an eye, it was Xiaonian.Look inside again...

Liu Jinrong's little head turned around with a swish, and the index finger of his little hand stuck into his mouth.

Liu Zhaofeng glared at the bearded man pulling foreign films, took a few steps to one side, and quickened his pace.

"Kaleidoscope, western scenery, shadow puppet show." "Boom, boom, boom." The foreign filmmaker shook the rattle in his hand and yelled, staring at Liu Jinrong's eyes.

"Brother." Liu Jinrong patted Liu Zhaofeng on the head.

"Let's not watch it, it's a lie. I forgot what you watched a few days ago. It's so dark that you can't see anything clearly. Who is crying?" Liu Zhaofeng said to his sister while walking quickly out of breath.

"elder brother."

"Grandpa has sugar figurines, I'll get them for you when I go back."

"Brother. I need to pee."

The little Liu Zhaofeng let out a weak sigh, put his sister down, and grabbed the little girl by the collar: "Didn't you pee? Where are you going?"

Liu Jinrong rolled his eyes wide and pointed forward, "I'll pee there."

"Just pee here."

"Go there and pee."

"Kaleidoscope, let's watch the Western view. Boom, boom, Western scene, shadow puppet show, let's look inside again."

There was a sudden commotion at the corner of the street.

"We are the first batch of volunteers to return home today. Heroes, I really want to go and see."

"Yeah, they are all good men who call their fathers their mothers when they are beaten by the U.S. Allied Forces."

"The county organizes a welcome team to go to Andong to present flowers to our dearest people, and those who want to go go back to their units to sign up."

The noisy crowd walked away, and Liu Zhaofeng led Liu Jinrong to the house: "Go quickly, go home and find grandpa, big brother is coming back."

Liu Jinrong didn't know what was wrong. Seeing that his brother was a little nervous, he tried his best to "run" back home with his short legs, holding his brother's hand tightly, and entered the yard. Mr. Liu was walking around in the yard with his hands behind his back. , Liu Jinrong broke away from his brother's hand and ran towards his grandfather, crying, "Grandpa, brother, brother."

But she didn't know what was going on, so she got stuck, grabbed the corner of Grandpa's clothes and turned to look at Liu Zhaofeng.

The old man stretched out his hands to close Liu Jinrong's broken hair stuck to his forehead because of sweating, and looked at Liu Zhaofeng: "Zhaofeng, what's wrong?"

Liu Zhaofeng said: "Some people are talking about my elder brother coming back, talking about Anton."

The old man stopped his hand in mid-air, and he was stunned for a while before he said, "Who told you that?"

Liu Zhaofeng said: "Someone shouted with a newspaper, so many people listened, saying that he is a good man, beat the US emperor or something, and went north."

The old man bent down and picked up Liu Jinrong and said, "Go, go to the hotel and ask your father."

The three of them came to Zhuanghe Hotel along the dirt road to find Liu Huaqi.

Sitting behind the desk, Liu Huaqi looked up at the three grandparents who barged in: "Dad, what's the matter?"

The old man said: "Zhaofeng said, I heard someone saying that Zhaorui is coming back?"

Liu Jinrong said, "It's brother, dad."

Liu Huaqi put down his pen, took off his glasses, squeezed his forehead, and said, "It's not Zhaorui."

He stood up, walked over to take Liu Jinrong from the arms of the master, cut her hair and said, "Zhaorui sent a letter, and their transportation team will not return to China for the time being. They want to help the North Korean brothers build the country, and there will be a lot of waste there." Waiting, lack of transportation."

The old man wanted to say something, but he opened his mouth and turned into a sigh, with a disappointed expression on his face.

Liu Huaqi said: "Dad, now that we are victorious, we don't need to fight any more. Driving and pulling goods won't kill anyone. It's fine, and it's impossible to stay there."

Liu Jinrong stretched out his hand to touch Liu Huaqi's face, stared at him and asked, "Go, big truck? Boom, boom, who?"

Liu Huaqi smiled and wiped off the oil on her face: "Your brother, your eldest brother, is the People's Liberation Army."

Liu Jinrong turned to look at Liu Zhaofeng asking for help, it was a bit strange that there was no such person in her world.

Liu Zhaofeng looks very much like Liu Huaqi. At the age of six, he is tall and thin, and he is almost as tall as another child who is seven or eight years old. He has never seen his eldest brother. He only heard his mother, grandfather and father say that he knew it was the People’s Liberation Army. Carrying a gun.

The old man nodded and said, "I'm afraid it is, this side is hard to see."

Liu Huaqi smiled and said: "Now that we have won, the whole country has been liberated, everything is getting better and better, and your health is also getting better. Why do you say that?"

However, things are so impermanent.

In the 53rd year, the old man suddenly fell ill, and the illness never came up again.

As the head of the family, Liu Huaqi presided over the sending of the old man, and also took over the burden of being the head of the family. Because of his busy business, everything in the family was handed over to his younger brother Liu Huawen, including money.

It stands to reason that this is Zhang Jingyi's business, but she is really not that temperamental.

Zhang Jingyi used to bind his feet when he was a child. Although he didn't last long, and he didn't wind up into the legendary three-inch golden lotus, his phalanx was still injured. In the past few years, when the weather was cold, he would feel uncomfortable and painful, and he couldn't walk well. Stable, even the yard is less, every day is to take care of two children, learn to do some needlework.

In fact, she doesn't know anything about the business outside the home, and she doesn't know, and she can't do it.

Children are forgetful. It took only half a month from crying heartbreakingly to laughing and having fun everywhere. Liu Jinrong's whole life is to dress up beautifully and drag his brother out every day.

Years later, Liu Zhaofeng went to school, became a glorious young pioneer, put on a red scarf, and couldn't coax her sister to play every day, so the little girl was lonely, and every day she dressed up and sat alone on the threshold of the gate of the yard On the street, watching the people coming and going on the street, waiting for my father to get off work and my brother to leave school.

"Small paper, square and square. Cai Lun made paper in the Eastern Han Dynasty. Jinling used it to wrap silk and satin, and Beiping used it to make articles. Today, it falls in my hand. I use it to wrap those bags. Fragrant, there is agarwood, woody, and sweet-scented osmanthus..."

The streets are becoming more and more lively, and there are more and more people doing small businesses and setting up stalls. There are endless bustle every day. There are two gates, one street, bustling crowds, and skin boys running around all over the street. This is Liu Jinrong's world.

It's just that no one bought her a sugar figurine and handed it to her, and no one bought her fried cakes every day.She also had money in her purse, but she didn't dare to go to distant places. Her father said that there were kites over there, and if they caught the child, they ran away, and they would never see their parents and elder brother again.

Mother would call out every once in a while: "Jin Baoer?"

She leaned against the door frame and responded lazily.Respond again after a while.

The happiest thing for her is to see a tall and thin man wearing glasses, riding a tall bicycle, ringing a series of bells, or a boy wearing a PLA cap with a slit on his back. She ran over with a made schoolbag, and would take out a cookie or some fruit from the bag and hand it to her.

This is her biggest thought every day in her small world.

(End of this chapter)