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Chapter 90 Popcorn! (Please subscribe)
"I'm happy, but I'm not happy! Let's just wait and go to the market this time!" Lao Cao grabbed a grain of corn and threw it into his mouth. He chewed it into pieces and clapped his hands. "It's almost done. I'll let Lian wait for it later." "If I get the popcorn machine out, our family will also collapse. It will be a snack for the Chinese New Year."

"Have you been asked to go to the market?"

Lao Cao put his hand into the pocket of his cotton coat and searched for it for a long time. He took out the "document" issued by the brigade headquarters and patted it on the kang. "It's not that bad. The documents have all been downloaded."

"Emma, ​​that's great!" Li Xiuzhi picked up the document and read it from beginning to end. She was a second-year junior high school student, so it was not a big problem to understand it.

"Dad, do we have to get ready?"

"Well, Jianping and I just need to get ready. Have you seen Chungui?"

"I was chopping firewood in the yard just now, but now I can't catch him again. This prodigal man went to someone's house to play poker again. You wait for him to come back and see how I fix him. The sauerkraut hasn't been chopped yet. Woolen cloth!"

"I'll go!"

Lao Cao smiled and stopped his daughter-in-law's musings. As soon as he rolled up his sleeves, he saw Sun Jianping rushing in from the outside. A blast of cold air hit his face, making Lao Cao cough twice.

"This child is so stupid, what's going on?" Lao Cao thought that there was something new going on at the market, so he asked hurriedly.

"It's okay, my dad has a letter." Sun Jianping took out a letter from his pocket with excitement on his face. There was no address on the letter, only a postmark stamped with the XJ area.

He opened the letter and read it word by word.

"Jianping, my son, words are like faces. In the blink of an eye, our father and son have not seen each other for more than three years... Dad is now sent to a farm to look after the orchards. In the first year, I worked conscientiously and conscientiously. When it was time to pick apples in the autumn harvest, they said I stole apples and they gave me a slap in the face; the second year I simply ignored it and slept under the tree every day, and went back to eat when I woke up. They also said I stole apples; the third year I saw which apple tasted better. I will eat whichever one..."

Sun Jianping laughed while watching. His father has such an optimistic attitude even in adversity. This alone is worth learning from him throughout his life.

"Jianping, I heard from Accountant Tian that your dad is a pretty big official. What exactly does he do? Tell your sister-in-law?" Li Xiuzhi spread out the kneaded corn and asked with a smile.

"He is just a small section chief. He made some mistakes and was sent to the northwest." Sun Jianping muttered vaguely to cover up.

"Oh, I don't know what's going on now, it's just a waste of time!" Lao Cao was full of resentment when he mentioned this, and Li Xiuzhi coughed hurriedly, "Dad, aren't you going to pop the popcorn?"

"Jianping you, come with me. Let's pop some popcorn too. At the end of the year, we just have something good to eat during the New Year..." Only then did Lao Cao realize that he had said the wrong thing and led Sun Jianping away. When I reached the door, I was almost hit by my eldest son who rushed in!
"What's wrong with you again!" Lao Cao was a little frustrated. Why did everyone seem to have taken the wrong medicine today, bumping into people one by one!

"It's okay, Dad, did you hear that we have been asked to go to the market!" Cao Chungui's eyebrows jumped with joy, and Lao Cao kicked him in the butt, "When you know that the cucumbers and vegetables are cold, hurry up and help your wife cut the sauerkraut. go!"

"This old man, I'm already my father, I can kick him whenever he wants..."

Cao Chungui dodged his father's second kick and made a face at the old man. The old man was so angry that he picked up the fire stick that he had put aside and said, "What a little bird, you want to rebel against God!" "Dad, go and do your work, I'll take care of it." he!"

Li Xiuzhi didn't want Lao Cao to beat his son anymore. She dragged her husband into the back room and smiled at Lao Cao.

Although the two of them were appointed matchmakers by their parents, after getting along for several years, their relationship became extremely good. It was too late for me to feel distressed. How could I let my husband and father boss me around?
Old Cao wanted to say something more, but Sun Jianping tugged on his sleeve. The old man shut up. The two of them went out and went straight to the team headquarters.

"This thing was given to me by the commune during those two years of fussing. It was said to be a grain amplifier that could turn one pound of grain into three pounds. At the time, I thought it was high-tech, but later I found out that it was just bullshit... "

Lao Cao pulled out a popcorn machine from the warehouse, grabbed a broom and swept away the dust on it, unscrewed the lead sealing cover, tied a torn rag with a wooden stick, and cleaned it from the inside out.

"Broken popcorn?" Mr. Cheng walked out, holding a freshly beaten sickle head in his hand and placing it on the wooden shelf beside him, and asked with a smile.

"It's almost the New Year, so let's give the folks some popcorn as snacks." Lao Cao picked up the popcorn machine, which weighed more than 20 kilograms, and shook it twice on the iron stand, making it creak. friction sound.

"It just so happens that I have some autumn corn, I'll put a pot on it first to practice my skills." Uncle Cheng brought a brazier, grabbed a handful of bean straw and stuffed it into it, put the wood on it, took out a match and lit it, and soon the fire was burning brightly. of.

The corn that had been cooked thoroughly on the fire pit was stuffed into the cleaned popcorn machine, and a few saccharin grains were thrown in. The lid was screwed on, and it was placed on the red-hot wood and turned slowly.

Wow…

In the popcorn machine, the corn kernels collided with each other, and the cast iron shell gradually became hotter as the temperature increased. When the children playing in the village learned about the popcorn popcorn in the team headquarters, they all ran over in a swarm and squatted down. Next to me, I waited for the popcorn to come out of the pan with my nose snotted.

Old man Cheng kept staring at the barometer, watching the pointer of the barometer point to 0.8. Then he said OK, stood up, carried a cast iron guy weighing more than kilograms in one hand, and walked to a In front of the big sack, he smiled at the children and said, "Cover your ears and pop the popcorn!"

The children hurriedly covered their ears, looking nervously and excitedly at the big black iron lump.

It contains their favorite delicacies.

Old man Cheng picked up the crowbar and pressed it on the cotter pin. He shouted "New Year" in a long tone, and then pressed it hard!
boom!
It was like a muffled thunder on the ground, causing the ground to tremble. Countless white popcorns spurted out, and the air was filled with the aroma of grains!
One pot of popcorn, that’s it!
Lao Cheng stuffed a lot of money into each child's pocket. He was lonely all his life and had no heirs. He was particularly close to other people's children when he saw them.

"Thank you, Grandpa Cheng!" Xiao Yueyue opened the pocket of her clothes with her little hands, and watched eagerly as Old Man Cheng's big palm-like hands grabbed a handful of snow-white popcorn and stuffed it into her pocket. She was so excited that her little heart almost jumped. come out!
There’s something delicious!
"Eat, eat, eat!" Old man Cheng also grabbed a few and threw them into his mouth. The rice krispies that came out of the corn without chemical fertilizers, pesticides and technological manipulation were very fragrant, a little sweet, and tasted great.

Another year!

one more year older!
In a few years, I will go to the Lord of Hell to report!
"Jianping, come and try it!" Mr. Cheng never forgets Sun Jianping no matter what good stuff he has.

(End of this chapter)