Era: I have a two-world door

Chapter 100 The First New Year (Part )

After coming out, he walked out of the courtyard door and walked outside.

After walking for a while, I saw a big-ass (Jeep) parked in front of Zhao Datian's home.

A group of children were watching curiously around the car.

If in the past, he was one of these children, even if he went to the county town, he would rarely see big-ass cars.

It seems that there are only two or three in the county.

Is it a county car?

At this time, Zhao Datian was looking at the four people in front of him blankly at the gate.

"Captain Liu? Director Sun! What are you..."

Two of them, one is the village party secretary (administrative village), who is now the brigade secretary.

The other one is the director of the commune.

As for the other two men wearing bright black tunic suits, Zhao Datian did not recognize them and already knew in his heart that they were the ones coming to check from above.

Captain Zhao said nothing.

Director Sun introduced: "Captain Zhao, this is Comrade Shi Biwu from our city, and this is Comrade Gao Xiangyang, a reporter from Youth Daily."

Zhao Datian was surprised and said, "Oh, hello, hello!!"

He was really surprised. How could he not know about Youth Daily?

This is mainly an organ for the Youth League and cadres. It is a central-level newspaper.

Several people shook hands with each other.

After Shi Biwu let go, he smiled and said: "Captain Zhao, no one informed us of our coming this time. There is no need to make a big fanfare. We will accompany Comrade Gao Xiangyang to interview in the village. We will go to other production teams later." .”

"Huh? Oh! Good!"

Zhao Datian quickly agreed, pointing to the room and saying, "Go in and sit down first! It's too cold outside."

Gao Xiangyang is probably around thirty.

Seeing this scene, he smiled and said, "Forget it. Captain Zhao is the production captain. Your family is not representative. Today we are interviewing ordinary people."

When he said this, Zhao Datian was a little dissatisfied.

What does this mean?

I, Zhao Datian, have become a blood-sucking moth in the village?

Become a new landowner?

Shi Biwu also saw his expression and quickly smoothed things over: "Hey, Captain Zhao, Comrade Gao means that ordinary people are more representative. They are more representative of our masses!"

Hearing this, Zhao Datian's face looked better.

He nodded; "Okay, if you want to see whose house you want to see, I'll take you there."

"Look around, just find three."

Then several people walked towards the village, leaving a group of children standing around watching the car.

Before leaving, Zhao Datian still said to Zhao Qishan who had just arrived: "Keep an eye on the car. If it gets damaged, our production team can't afford to pay for it."

Hearing this, Zhao Qishan scolded the children nearby: "Go, go, let's play, and take it home with you."

Following his words, the children dispersed in a hurry, but they couldn't run far and were still watching.

Zhao Datian glanced behind him and followed.

The previous driver has also come down to accompany me.

Wang Qingsong looked at it for a while, thought about it, and came back again.

arrive home.

"What's up, brother!"

"Oh, it's nothing. The people above are here to check. Hurry up and pack it up. It will be put away later."

He did not directly answer what his little sister said.

Although he said he wouldn't bring it here, there's no guarantee that someone will come here soon.

Then the three people quickly wrapped up there.

He is quite fast at making dumplings.

I got nearly three kilograms of dry flour and made almost one hundred, thirty or forty dumplings.

The filling was exactly as Xiaozao said, about a third too much.

This looks like a lot of dumplings.

Let’s not talk about him, Xiaomai can eat twenty or thirty in one meal, it’s just like playing, and he has another meal in the evening.

If you eat like this today, there won’t be much left tomorrow.

Finally, I made some noodles and made sixty more.

After all this busy work, it was almost past lunch time.

……

Zhao Datian is accompanying several people to interview farmers at their homes in the village.

Because it was the Chinese New Year, these people endured hunger and took out the things they had saved for so long. It didn’t look too ugly.

Not every household can eat white flour, but at least it can be eaten dry.

I visited three houses in a row.

The food in the village seemed to be relatively good, but in the eyes of this reporter and Shi Biwu, it was still far behind.

Now I am ready to visit one more place and go back.

While walking on the road, Shi Biwu said earnestly to the director of the commune: "Director Sun, disasters are happening everywhere now. Although the conditions of the people are better now, our tasks are still very heavy!"

Director Sun nodded in response; "Hey, yes, yes, Comrade Shi Biwu is right. We must resolutely implement it...actively respond to...the call..."

Shi Biwu just nodded after listening to these high-sounding words.

Walk forward with your hands behind your back.

Zhao Datian watched Director Sun follow him and asked the brigade secretary, "Old Liu, what's going on? Who is this? He doesn't look like he's from the county."

Old Liu shook his head: "I don't know! Director Sun didn't say what this person did. People from the county have also been here, and we have seen it too! We can't figure out who this person is."

The two of them muttered behind and followed.

Zhao Datian complained to Director Sun that if it weren't for him, he would get a three-year death contract.

The ration was set high from the beginning, otherwise we wouldn’t have to pay so much food every year.

"Captain Zhao!"

While thinking, Director Sun shouted to the back.

"Hey, here we come!"

Zhao Datian said hello and walked over quickly.

Shi Biwu looked at Wang Qingsong's house in front and said, "Whose house is that in front of? It's a brick house. Let's go take a look and go back in a while."

Hearing this, Zhao Datian took a look and frowned.

Qingsong is not allowed to go to his house!

He glanced at the team committee compound not far away and followed him quietly.

Passing by the team committee, a little girl of eight or nine years old came out and shouted aggrievedly: "Grandpa Third, why did you lock my mother in the warehouse! My family still wants her to make dumplings!"

As soon as these words came out, the group stopped.

Shi Biwu stopped Zhao Datian who was about to speak, squatted down and asked, "Kid, what's going on?"

And Gao Xiangyang also felt like he had discovered some new news.

"Duck egg, go home!"

A man behind him glared at the little girl and told her to go back.

"Hey, don't worry! Ask what's going on first! Don't let any misunderstandings arise!"

Gao Xiangyang persuaded the man.

Then he asked the little girl: "Duck egg, right? It's okay. Just tell me."

The little girl looked around and muttered: "The third grandfather locked my mother in the warehouse. I want my mother."

After listening to the other party's words, Shi Biwu stood up, looked at Director Sun, and asked with a straight face: "Director Sun, what's going on? What time is it now, and there is still a private torture hall? This is a village bandit Village bully?"

"Hey, don't talk nonsense! I don't dare."

Zhao Datian quickly waved his hand and explained.

When Director Sun heard this, he felt entangled in his heart.

He already roughly understood what was going on.

He frowned and glanced at the captain.

This matter came to an end, and he was a little bit unable to get off, and finally he looked at Zhao Datian.

"Captain Zhao, open the door."

As soon as these words came out, the place fell silent.

"What are you looking at? If you haven't opened it yet, do you want to make a mistake?"

Seeing that he didn't move, Director Sun shouted again.

"Hey~ okay!"

Seeing this, Zhao Datian could only sigh helplessly.

He went over and opened the door.

"What's wrong? Captain, is the inspection person gone?"

"Yeah, but it's so frustrating that I'm in a hurry to go to the latrine!"

"This……"

……

Most of them were women, and all of them were a little swollen. The more serious ones were like Widow Feng.

Although his health is not good, he still keeps talking.

Chirpy.

But when they saw the captain behind them and the senior cadres in black tunic suits, they all shut up again.

You look at me, I look at you, I dare not speak.

Upon seeing this, Director Sun came over first and asked directly: "What's going on with you?"

The people inside looked at each other, and finally shook their heads: "We...we are twisting hemp rope inside!" This was also the previous explanation.

"Nonsense, we didn't even hear it!"

Director Sun shouted angrily and said to Zhao Datian: "How many times have I told you that when encountering an inspection, no matter who it is, you must seek truth from facts and not fool around."

Zhao Datian couldn't raise his head when he asked this question.

Several people stopped talking after hearing this.

Everyone understands what's going on, not just the production team, but also the brigade, the commune, even the county, and...it's all like this!

But the reporter Gao next to him was obviously not a physically fit person.

Take a photo with your camera.

If this were placed in a place with a bloated person, everyone would just sigh.

But with so many bloated people gathered together, the scene was still shocking.

After finishing the filming, he said: "Director Sun, when we came here we were worried that the news would be leaked and we would be ignored, so we didn't tell others. You didn't hold a meeting at the commune we just arrived in the morning. This news Why did it get passed down?"

Although Director Sun is embarrassed, he has developed a thick skin.

He said helplessly: "Some people in our commune are from the brigade. Maybe they heard the news and brought them back."

As soon as these words came out, several people looked different.

Shi Biwu looked at Gao Xiangyang next to him: "Reporter Gao, have you recorded it?"

"Yes, it was filmed."

"Okay, let's go back first and go to the next commune."

After saying that, he turned around and left the place.

"Why,……"

Director Sun saw this and hurriedly chased after him, wanting to explain.

After the people left, a group of women looked at each other: "Captain, what are we going to do now?"

"Okay, let's all go back! Do whatever you have to do!"

After saying that, he left with a calm expression and his hands behind his back.

When the others saw this, they naturally went to their own homes. It was the Chinese New Year!

Old Liu, the captain of the brigade, looked at Zhao Datian and glared at him: "Old Zhao, you have caused us great harm! Why didn't you take good care of this child?"

Zhao Datian also felt helpless for a while: "How could I have thought that the child would come over!"

The two of them talked and walked towards their home.

When he arrived at the place, Shi Biwu said hello, got in the car and left with Director Sun and Reporter Gao.

Captain Liu was left behind.

Because he came here on his own bicycle.

After the others left, Lao Liu shook his head; "Okay, let's celebrate the New Year first. Really, it's the New Year's Eve."

After that, he left on his bike.

After they left, Li Guizhi looked at his man and asked, "What's wrong? I see that Director Sun is not very happy. What's going on?"

Zhao Datian looked at the back of the car as it left. Hearing his wife's words, he shook his head: "It's okay. Let's eat quickly. We're all starving."

After saying that, he walked towards the house with his back on his back.

……

Wang Qingsong was cooking dumplings there when he heard the sound of the car and walked out of the compound curiously.

What he saw was the rear of the car as it left, and the captain who rode up behind him.

"Aunt! Are you back? What's wrong?"

Looking at Widow Feng who had just returned, she asked curiously.

Although the idea was his, I don’t know how it will turn out!

After hearing this, Widow Feng came closer and said, "I missed it, and the people above saw it..."

"what happened!"

In response to his inquiry, Widow Feng told what happened.

After listening, Wang Qingsong nodded without saying anything. After all, he understood in his heart, and then said: "Auntie, I asked Xiao Zao to make some dumplings for you to eat later."

This package can be packaged together.

But if you want to eat, you still have to go home and cook it yourself, otherwise it won’t be a Chinese New Year at home.

"Hey, you did this!"

Widow Feng was a little embarrassed.

Wang Qingsong smiled nonchalantly: "It's okay, Auntie, I'll go in first, it's boiling in the pot!"

After that, he said hello and went in.

Seeing him go back, Widow Feng went back directly.

"Brother, look, the dumplings are floating and ready to eat."

Xiaomai was lying on the side of the stove, asking questions.

When Wang Qingsong saw this, he went over with a smile and started fishing for dumplings. As for the rest, he put them at the window next to the kang and froze them directly.

It's still not safe to leave it outside.

Originally, I ate a little casually at noon as per the rules, but it was time to eat big in the evening.

But Wang Qingsong didn't care so much.

I ordered more than forty dumplings at one time, and two people scooped them out and ate them.

Naturally, I bought some soy sauce and vinegar from there, as well as the onions, ginger and garlic I bought at that time.

But I took out a little garlic clove.

If you eat dumplings without garlic, they will lack flavor.

After lunch, it was getting late.

According to previous years, this is the time to make croquettes, pancakes and braised pork.

No one is doing it this year, and he had no plans to do it.

But thinking that this was the first year, I hesitated for a moment, thinking that the lard would be boiled anyway, so I just happened to fry the meatballs in one go.

Then I started frying meatballs and making some pancakes.

After all, he was a novice, so he worked until the afternoon, and then he made a big bowl of meatballs and pancakes.

Although the technology is not great, the taste is still good.

The little guy was eating happily beside him.

His mouth never stopped.

After making the meatballs, there should be dishes for the New Year’s Eve dinner.

Cut some pork, stir-fry until fragrant, and add some vermicelli cabbage.

Went to Widow Feng’s house to get a basin.

The salted fish given by his grandfather was also soaked in water and fried.

By the time everything was done, it was getting late.

Serve up a pot of pork and cabbage stewed with vermicelli and cooked dumplings, and this year's New Year's Eve dinner is complete.

He took out the incense burner from Wang Laoxi's place before, made some rice, and lit the incense from Widow Feng's house.

Then he explained to the wheat he was eating there:

"Little sister, get a pair of bowls and chopsticks for your parents, some food, and I'll set off firecrackers to celebrate the New Year."

"Oh!"

Hearing this, the little guy ran over in a hurry.

I took a few sets of bowls and chopsticks, and put two of them on the upper floor by the window, for my parents.

“Pa bang bang~~~”

Suddenly, there was the sound of firecrackers exploding outside.

After a while, Wang Qingsong came back and climbed onto the kang.

He looked at a pot of stew and dumplings, then looked at the little guy and the house, and finally said with a smile: "Okay, let's eat. I'll give you something to drink. Just a bowl!"

After saying that, he ran out and came out with two bowls.

It's the same Milinda I drank before.

When he saw something, the little guy's eyes lit up: "Brother, the Arctic Ocean? My second brother gave it to me? Where did you put it?"

Wang Qingsong smiled and nodded: "Well, it's the Arctic Ocean. As for where to put it, I can't tell you. You can drink it secretly later."

It tastes similar to the Arctic Ocean.

I went to my second brother’s place for a drink once before.

The little guy curled his lips when he heard this.

He took a sip and started to eat heavily.

Wang Qingsong saw this and started eating too.

Whether it's pork dumplings or pork and cabbage stewed with vermicelli in a pot, you could only eat a little in previous years.

Today's dish is hearty and simple.

Dumplings, pig head stewed with vermicelli, meatball soup, salted fish.

There are only four dishes in total.

In previous years, we had to make several dishes no matter what. Even if we divided the sauerkraut into two portions and stir-fry it, we would have to make several more plates.

But that’s all for this year.

The two of them ate their first New Year's Eve dinner quietly.

PS: The writing in these few pictures is a bit rough, but this is the first time to celebrate the Chinese New Year, so it’s not okay if I don’t write in detail. I’m sorry.

But the more I write, the weirder it gets. I originally intended this book to be a chronology. Woohoo, I feel like I wrote it wrong...

(End of this chapter)