In 1983, a small island started from a large farmer

Hearing his mother and grandma arguing, Li Haoran couldn't help but sigh. The adults only cared about their own feelings.

No one ever asked him whether he wanted a younger brother or sister. Li Haoran glanced at the freshly pressed carp cake in his hand, and suddenly it didn't smell so good.

When he came back for the Mid-Autumn Festival this time, his parents didn't have a good chat with him. They just asked him how his studies were going, and then they were busy having children.

I don't know how many wooden boards were nailed on to reinforce my parents' bed. Sometimes, Li Haoran really felt that my father was pitiful and was completely unable to resist my mother.

But you found your wife yourself.

What can we do about it?

Although it is Mid-Autumn Festival tomorrow, the moon is already very bright and round, shining on the sea, creating a very bright sea light.

Li Haoran sat on the stone slab in his backyard, frowning and looking at the sea, feeling a little lost.

In the past, my uncle liked to sit here and play songs on his three-in-one machine.

He was listening right beside me. When my uncle's hair was still curly, he was as energetic as ever every day.

He kept talking about how good and wonderful foreign countries were, and at that time, he also wanted to go abroad very much.

But ever since my uncle cut his hair, he never talked about these things again, and he became a lot more boring.

Especially since my uncle moved to a new house, this small yard has become noticeably deserted and no longer as popular as before.

A-niang often takes care of little Tutu at my uncle's house, and they eat lunch and dinner downstairs. It seems that the kitchen upstairs hasn't been used for a long time.

The light in the courtyard flickered every now and then and was about to break down, but no one wanted to replace it.

Li Haoran missed the days when everyone would go out in the courtyard to enjoy the cool in the summer evenings.

My mother kept saying that after she had a child, she would tear down the old house and build a new one.

Although Li Haoran likes the new house very much, he is reluctant to give up the old house. He always feels that if the old house is not demolished, he will have really grown up.

He held his chin and looked at the sea, sighing repeatedly. The little boy also began to have his own troubles.

The recent rumors in school have made him very distressed, especially the rumor that he is dating Chen Shujing.

How old is he? !

The skin of the abalone hasn't even been exposed yet, and he has to wash it twice when taking a shower. How could it be as severe as they say?

And how many girlfriends does he have?
The reality is, he has never even held a girl's hand.

I heard that Chen Shujing was so angry that she cried several times during this period, and it even affected her studies. In this monthly exam, she dropped from first to second in the grade.

"Ugh."

Li Haoran sighed. After entering junior high school, he found that everyone had changed. In elementary school, boys and girls sat at the same desk, and everyone drew the 38th parallel on the table.

If boys and girls play together, they will be laughed at.

But when he reached junior high school, things were completely different. The boy sitting in front of him, Ma Cifu, would look back at the girl named Ye Shuyan more than a dozen times during a class.

Sun Ning, who plays with him, has also started writing love letters recently. She even came to him for advice, asking him how he managed to win over Chen Shujing.

Li Haoran was really helpless. He couldn't tell him that he had helped her and lent her his bed.

But for Li Haoran, he is a little averse to falling in love. After all, not every couple is as lucky as his uncle and aunt.

Most people are like his parents. Their good relationship only lasts for a few years, and then they quarrel over trivial matters every day.

If you are unlucky, you might end up like Teacher Lin, meeting a man who loves gambling and beats his wife.

However, the worst thing is Chen Shujing's family. Even now, Chen Shujing is still waiting for her mother to come back.

But Li Haoran, who accidentally overheard some words, knew that her mother might never come back in this life.

But he didn't dare tell Chen Shujing about this, so he felt particularly awkward when he saw her and didn't want to talk to her, for fear of accidentally revealing the information to her.

Just as he was sighing, a pair of rough hands touched his head and said, "You are so young, why are you always sighing?"

Li Haoran turned back suddenly: "Uncle, when did you come?"

"Just arrived." Li Duoyu said, "This year's Mid-Autumn Festival will be held in the old house. I came up to change a brighter lamp."

After hearing this, Li Haoran was particularly happy: "I'll move the ladder for you."

After Li Duoyu replaced the light bulb, the whole courtyard lit up.

"This lamp is so bright, how many watts is it?"

"100 watts."

"That doesn't consume a lot of electricity. My family only dares to use 25 watts. I'm afraid my mother won't be willing to spend it."

"Don't worry, I'll pay for the electricity."

After Li Duoyu finished installing the light bulb, he smiled and said to Li Haoran: "Director Chen told me that you are very powerful, a school bully, and even those young people are afraid of you."

After hearing this, Li Haoran had a bitter face. Sure enough, the rumor had reached his uncle's ears.

Li Haoran said helplessly: "They are afraid of you, not me. I didn't do anything."

Li Duoyu pinched the fat boy's face and said, "You still do some work. You seem to have gained a lot of weight."

Li Haoran scratched his head and smiled, then asked, "Uncle, I heard that when you were in junior high school, you often fought with hooligans outside the school to protect the boarders. You also helped the fishermen collect their nets in the middle of the night and were praised by the whole school."

Li Duoyu smiled awkwardly. What the fat boy said seemed to be quite different from his memory.

Li Duoyu coughed twice and said, "Haoran, just study hard at school, don't bully others casually, and of course don't let others bully you."

"I'm so big, few people dare to bully me."

Li Haoran suddenly asked, "Uncle, by the way, let me ask you something. When you were in junior high school, did you like girls and write love letters to them?"

At this moment, Li Duoyu felt murderous intent coming from behind him, because when Li Haoran asked him this question, Zhou Xiaoying happened to come here holding little Tutu.

Zhou Xiaoying was a little surprised: "Haoran, you don't know how to fall in love?"

Li Haoran shook his head like a rattle: "It's just that many classmates in the class are in love, I'm just curious."

Zhou Xiaoying thought for a while and said, "Actually, you guys at your age are not in love. It's just a kind of attraction between boys and girls. Are there many boys in your class who like the same girl at the same time?"

"Aunt, how did you know that? More than half of the twenty or so boys in our class like Ye Shuyan."

Zhou Xiaoying glanced at Li Duoyu and then said, "Has anyone in your class started writing love letters and secretly put them in the drawer of Ye Shuyan?"

Li Haoran kept nodding his head: "Yes, I also secretly gave a love letter to Sun Ning from the next class, but it was discovered. Others thought I wrote a love letter to her too."

Zhou Xiaoying said seriously: "This is normal. People of your age do behave like this. When I was in junior high school, I also wrote love letters for others."

"what."

Li Haoran looked curious: "Can you help me write a love letter? That would be so embarrassing."

Zhou Xiaoying snorted: "There's nothing I can do. Some people are naturally thick-skinned. They even say their handwriting is too ugly and they're afraid that the other person will dislike them, so they ask me to help them write."

Li Haoran grinned and said, "Aunt, I think you have to charge for this." Li Duoyu's facial muscles twitched, and he knew that this matter was the kind that could not be turned around. He slipped away and was about to leave this place.

Zhou Xiaoying smiled and asked, "Haoran, how much do you think I should charge?"

Li Haoran frowned and thought: "Aunt, after you helped write that love letter, did they succeed? If they did, I'll give them more. If not, I'll give them less."

"How is it possible? How can it be possible for someone who can't even write a love letter?"

Li Haoran nodded and said, "I also don't think it's very likely. He doesn't even want to write his own love letter. This kind of person is unreliable."

Li Duoyu's mouth twitched. He couldn't let them talk any longer, otherwise he would get goosebumps all over the floor.

Li Duoyu coughed twice and said, "Okay, Haoran, go clean up the yard. Tomorrow our entire family will celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival in the old house."

"When the time comes, Uncle Shuguang, Uncle Qingguang, and Aunt Shuihua will also be here."

After Li Haoran left, Zhou Xiaoying looked at Li Duoyu with a smile and asked, "It's strange that Chen Ziyi didn't hold a class reunion this year.

Li Duoyu said: "We are a junior high school, not a university. We usually hold it every five to ten years. How can we hold it every year?"

Zhou Xiaoying smiled and said, "How about you sponsor us and we can hold one this year as well."

Li Duoyu said seriously: "What are you thinking about? As long as you are by my side, we can have a class reunion every day, okay?"

Zhou Xiaoying snorted, "Anyway, I wrote a love letter for you, so you owe me one."

Seeing that Zhou Xiaoying actually asked him for this thing, Li Duoyu's face turned as bitter as a bitter gourd.

He is so old, asking him to write a love letter is better than killing him: "Comrade Xiaoying, this is too difficult, can we find someone else?"

Zhou Xiaoying said: "Grandpa Shitou, even at his age, can still write with such deep emotion, why don't you learn from him?"

"Then can I copy his?"

Zhou Xiaoying glared and said, "If you dare, I will show Haoran the love letter you wrote back then."

"what."

"No, why are you still keeping it?"

"I can recite it, okay? Dear classmate Chen Ziyi, it feels like a long time since we last met."

Li Duoyu's mouth twitched: "You are blackmailing me, this is obviously different from the one you read last time."

Zhou Xiaoying smiled and said, "You still remember it so clearly. What was it like last time? Please repeat it to me."

Li Duoyu has a headache.

When you can't convince a woman, the best way is to use your body to block her jealous mouth.

But this time, Li Duoyu miscalculated. He thought Zhou Xiaoying would fall asleep contentedly and would ask him to stop making trouble.

I didn't expect Zhou Xiaoying to be so disrespectful tonight. She rolled her eyes and said, "That's it. You're not coming again?"

How could Li Duoyu possibly endure this? But the reality was very cruel, much crueler than the shrimp plague.

Time and again, things got worse and worse, and finally it was all gone. At this moment, Li Duoyu was like a salted fish without dreams.

Zhou Xiaoying acted as if nothing had happened and said lightly, "I'm going to take a shower."

Li Duoyu buried his head in the quilt and couldn't help but hit the pillow twice. He felt so humiliated. It turned out that Teacher Zhou had deliberately cooperated with him before.

He suddenly remembered that his second brother had collected a lot of prescriptions recently, so he simply asked him for one that was more effective.

This time, after the shrimp farm got through the difficulties, Chen Huiying, who had been praying and making wishes constantly, believed that it was the blessing of Mazu.

Otherwise, so many shrimp farmers would have suffered, but the fourth brother's shrimp farm was fine. She has always been very frugal, so this time she took the initiative to find the fourth brother and asked him to thank Mazu.

Li Duoyu didn't know how to thank him. To be honest, he couldn't tell whether he had received any blessing or not.

After all, there was a bit of a gamble involved in being able to survive this shrimp plague. This year I was the big boss, so I spent two thousand dollars to invite a troupe to perform on the island for five days.

It’s the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Xiasha Village was very lively, with people everywhere on the streets. The children from the neighboring Hu family had also returned to the island.

Perhaps because Lao Mi gave enough money, all his sons returned to the island to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Li Duoyu was walking towards the dock and saw many children laying out tiles there. Then he remembered something.

It seems that there are three major traditional customs on Dandan Island during the Mid-Autumn Festival.

In addition to eating carp cakes, there are also tower building and moonlight picking.

The folk activity of paving tiles is related to Qi's army, which was started after Qi Jiguang won the battle against Japanese pirates.

To welcome them, the islanders placed their valuables at the door as a sign of congratulations.

The children also followed suit. They didn't have anything valuable, so they started laying out tiles.

From then on, arranging tiles became a favorite activity for children in autumn.

As for picking up moonlight, it is easier to understand. The older generation told them that on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, "moonlight" will fall from the sky.

As long as you hide the "Moonlight" in the rice jar, you will have more than enough rice to eat.

What Li Duoyu hated most back then was this custom, because they could not afford rice.

The rice jar is full of sweet potato flour.

He didn't want to hide the moonlight in the sweet potato flour. He had been afraid of that stuff for a long time and didn't want it to get bigger.

After listening to grandma’s story, little Tutu also took a bunch of “Moonlight” to his own rice jar.

But he did not put Yuehua in. Instead, he turned around and ran to the hall, hid his robot in the rice jar, and smiled smugly.

But before long, it was discovered by his mother. Looking at the robot hidden in the rice jar, Zhou Xiaoying was a little bit amused.

"You are really the same as your father."

Soon after, a group of relatives came to watch. When Li Shuguang saw them, he couldn't help laughing: "This kid might be suitable for doing business in the future."

On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, Li Duoyu set up three tables of food and invited all the relatives to eat in the old house.

Just like in previous years, when the time came, the children were sent to bed and the women were responsible for cleaning up the mess.

A group of men were still there smoking and drinking, discussing the next direction of development.

Li Shuguang asked, "If there are too many fish, it won't be long before we have to add kelp again. How many acres do you plan to plant this year?"

Li Duoyu thought for a while and said, "Maybe three thousand."

After hearing this, they were all stunned, and Li Shuguang's cigarette almost fell to the ground.

"How many acres?"

Li Duoyu said seriously: "Three thousand acres." (End of this chapter)