Chong Sheng 1977Nian Cong Zhi Qing Kai Shi

At dawn, Nan Yi was wrapped up tightly, and carrying baskets, he stepped over the barbed wire and came to his vegetable garden.

In spring, Nanyi asked Xian Yaodong to cut off the excess orange blossoms.

There are not many fruits on the orange tree.

However, the fruits are very beautiful, and the color, shape and size of each one are on par with pumpkins.

Well, just on par.

No need for chemical fertilizers or spraying pesticides, it is strange that they can grow beautifully.

Holding a pair of pruning shears, Nanyi stood on the ground and snapped off the oranges, some in clusters of three, and some in pairs.

There are traces of broken treetops in some places, so it goes without saying that Chen Weizong's grandson must have picked them.

The Wenchangwei area is no longer the route choice for Hong Kong escapees. Recently, it is popular to find a way to go to the Shenfeng River; the villagers come to pick it, and it is impossible to fold the treetops like this.

After spitting on the grandson, Nan Yi speeded up his hand speed. There were too many caterpillars on the tree. When the sweat soaked his clothes, his body might itch.

There are more than a dozen orange trees, and the cut oranges are only two baskets. Nanyi thought about cutting orange flowers again next year, so that they can grow freely the year after.

Carrying baskets, just stepped over the barbed wire fence, and met Chen Weizong who was on patrol.

"The shoveler, you pick the oranges as soon as you pick them, why did you hurt my orange tree?"

"Offline, how do you know I picked it?"

"Nonsense, after three months, the smell of your urine still remains under the tree."

"Tch, save some!"

"Save a fart, and take it to my place at night."

"Nanyi, I'm going to retire this year." Chen Weizong said suddenly sadly.

"when?"

"Leave in early December."

"Send off comrades-in-arms, embark on a journey, silently cry two lines..."

"Go, go, I haven't left yet."

"Then tell me, don't block me, I have to go to the city to sell oranges."

"Get a few more dishes tonight."

"Got it."

Nanyi continued to walk forward with baskets, and met Xian Yaoguo who came to the field for some reason.

"Nanyi, are you back?"

"Well, Uncle Yaoguo, what are you doing?"

"I have time to go to the arsenal today and clean your guns. The Ministry of People's Armed Forces has come to inform you that the Shajiaotou militia battalion has been reduced to a company, and the Wenchangwei militia company has disappeared."

Well, Nan Yi, a soldier who is not a soldier, is also facing retirement.

"Well, I see, I'll be there in the afternoon." Nan Yi also said dejectedly.

"Tomorrow morning, let's practice again, alas, we can't get everyone together." Xian Yaoguo sighed.

Nan Yi returned home with a basket, left about twenty catties of oranges at home, rolled out his bicycle, put the basket on the schoolbag rack, and rode to the city.

Hang Chi Hang Chi, ride the bike all the way to Shennan Middle Road.

This broken road, as soon as the Jiefang Daka drove past, it would raise dust and make people feel ashamed.

After eating ashes all the way, I finally came to Renmin Road, just in time to dig a ditch and bury a culvert pipe on the side of the road, and the road was also covered with mud.

Nan Yi saw two people setting up a stall in an open space with a lot of cars parked there, so he also rode his car over and parked beside a vendor who also sold fruit.

"Nanyi, are you here to sell fruit too?"

Hehe, coincidentally, the fruit seller is also from Wenchangwei.

Nanyi couldn't remember who this person was, but he was sure that the other person's surname must be Xian, and his name was Xian Yao×.

"Yes, Uncle, do you usually set up a stall here?"

"Not necessarily, I always sell on foot. At this point, there are the most people here, so I will sell here."

"Is the business going well?"

"It's okay, you can earn twenty a day."

"That's not bad. I didn't bring a scale. I'll borrow yours for a while."

"Use whatever you want, Nanyi, your oranges are no good, they look too bad, and the price will definitely not go up."

"Not necessarily, you will know after watching how I sell it."

After the two finished their conversation, Nan Yi turned his head around and stared at the passing pedestrians.

One minute, two minutes... twenty minutes, he didn't see the target customer he wanted to attract. The two customers who came to the door took the initiative to buy some guavas from the uncle next door, but they were dismissive of Nanyi's oranges Gu.

Nanyi is not in a hurry, his eyes are still looking at the pedestrians.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up.

Two foreigners walked up to each other, a man and a woman, about forty years old, with no obvious ethnic characteristics. They could be from Eagle Country, Lao Country, or Australia.

Since you can't tell the nationality, then call...

"Orange, Orange, Elizabeth I oranges, no chemical fertilizers, no pesticides, pure natural green and pollution-free."

No need to ask, Nan Yi's yelling must be London accent.

"Sir, ma'am, look, it's full of insect eyes, absolutely no pesticides have been used."

Nanyi held two oranges in his hand and stretched them under the eyes and noses of the two foreigners.

The foreigner took a look at the tangerines and asked, "Is it true that no pesticides have been used?"

"No, look at the leaves, they were all bitten by bugs. In fact, I have been outside this year, and the orangery has not been cleaned. I just came back this morning to pick oranges and sell them in a hurry."

"Oh, how much?"

"Eighty pence a pound."

As soon as the foreigner opened her mouth, Nan Yi recognized that she was an eagle countryman.

"Only in pounds?"

"Foreign exchange certificates are also available, 4 yuan."

"Aha, then I'll pay in pounds." The foreigner smiled, "Give me two pounds."

"You can pick and choose, maybe you can buy an extra pound and I can get 20p off."

"No, too much, can't finish it."

The foreigner waved her hand, then reached into the basket to choose.

Nanyi took the scale from the next door, put a plastic bag on the scale pan, and waited in his hand.

The plastic bags are old bags accumulated at home, and they were all brought from Xiangtang to Tianshuiwei one by one.

Although it is old, it is absolutely clean, every one in Nanyi has been washed and dried.

The foreigner picked for a while, and stopped after picking out a dozen oranges, "That's enough, that's enough."

"OK, I'll weigh you."

Nanyi was pulling the weight with his fingers, and when it hit the scale of two catties, the beam was still raised high, so he knew that it was called nine taels, and the weight was estimated, the oranges on the scale were only about two catties and one tael, but The weight weighed two catties, and the beam was still slightly tilted.

"Look, 1.15 kilograms, equivalent to 2.5 pounds, I will count you two pounds."

"OK, you are so nice."

The foreigner boasted and handed Nanyi two pounds.

"Sorry, I don't have pennies to look for you, can I look for you in RMB or Hong Kong dollars?"

"Yes, I want RMB."

"OK, now the official price is 3.42, 40 pence, I'll give you 1 yuan 4."

"too much."

"Not many, you are foreign guests and should be treated preferentially." Nanyi handed over the money and said, "Welcome to Shenfeng, I wish you a good day."

"Thank you, and wish you well. Your English is very good. Have you ever been to London?"

"No, I have been to Xiangtang."

After seeing off the two foreigners, Nanyi turned around and said, "Uncle, you usually get beaten a lot, right?"

"Hey!" The neighbor laughed awkwardly.

"Continue to use the nine-two scale. Every time you weigh it, give someone a little more, and say it is a gift. In this way, when they go back and see that they are not short of weight, they will not pay too much attention to your verbal benefits and repeat business. Of course. , it’s better to give a full catty, and don’t play tricks on the scale.”

Nan Yi lit up the pound in his hand and said.

"Business with foreigners is really easy, but it's a pity that I don't know foreign language."

"It's okay, just learn a few words. I'll teach you a few words now. If a foreigner turns black, you say Sorry, Sorry; if you smile, you say OK, OK; if you give money, you say Thank You ;

If people point to something and talk, you can write the price on the cardboard and show it to others. Smile sweetly, and you will definitely be able to cut a few foreign prizes. "

"Nan Yi, how much are the two cards in your hand worth?"

"It can be exchanged for thirty or forty with those who pour foreign exchange."

"Monkey Sailei!"

"How do you sell oranges?"

At this time, a woman with a vegetable basket came over to ask the price.

"Fifty cents."

"Such rotten oranges sell for 50 cents, are you crazy? Are you selling them for two cents? If you want to sell them, I'll weigh two catties."

"Fifty cents."

"Crazy line!"

The woman left cursing.

After that, a few more women came, some were stern, some were cursing.

This is very good. Instead of selling it for two cents per catty and being scolded behind the back, "This farmer has really bad intentions", it is better not to sell it.

Besides, is Nanyi a two-cent business?

Picking customers, the sales are slow. Nanyi only sold six catties of oranges until noon, but the uncle next door was overwhelmed by him and was willing to stand still.

"Uncle, forget it, I'm not going to sell it anymore, I'm about 80 catties here, I'll give you two yuan, one yuan for oranges, and forty cents for tuition."

"Okay, okay, give it to me."

The uncle next door has been longing for it for a long time. If Nanyi can sell it, so can he. Not too much, just buy it if you meet a foreigner one day.

Poured the oranges into the uncle's basket next door, Nan Yi pushed the cart and left.

There is something strange in Nanyi's character. When he was doing this kind of running water business, whenever there was running water, he was reluctant to spend money. He liked the feeling of more money, and didn't like the less money that had already been in his hands.

In the previous life, it was the same when I was selling CDs outside the computer city. I couldn’t bear to eat or wear it. I couldn’t bear to smoke a four-dollar red plum, but I only smoked a three-dollar Xiaonanhai.

It was a memorable time, and it would have been better if it hadn't been for the women who were holding babies.

When I got home, I waited for a while. After the meal was over, Nan Yi went to the cafeteria to eat some leftovers.

Still in arrears.

After dinner, when we arrived at the arsenal, several people were already there, some were moving around, and some were cleaning their favorite guns there.

Nanyi found his own gun, disassembled it, and wiped it carefully with the cloth he brought. Although the rifling of this gun has been almost worn out, Nanyi still loves him and still regards him as himself close comrade-in-arms.

After wiping the gun, Nanyi took off the Mitsubishi bayonet and sharpened it again.

Finally, he wiped the gun carefully again, wrapped it in a cloth and put it in the box.

I don't know which cave this gun will eventually lie in, or will it flow into the hands of a certain belief in shooting gods.

The last time I lined up, the last time I counted, the last time I stood up, and the last time I took a rest, I moved my comrade to the car with my own hands, and watched him be taken away.

"Uncle Xian, what are you busy with?"

After seeing off his comrades-in-arms, Nan Yi went to the village committee.

"The physical examination is about to start, and I am planning to notify the cubs in the village who want to be soldiers."

"Oh, how many are there?"

"Three, two for those of the right age, and one for those under the age of eighteen."

In the 1980s, although the conscription age was 18 to 20 years old, there were many 15-60s who joined the army.

"so little?"

"There are quite a few. I picked and picked. I guess there are only five or six who can be selected. Two of them already have mothers-in-law. One doesn't know where he does business, and he can't be notified."

"What level of education?"

"One elementary school, one middle school, one high school."

"Who's in high school?"

"Xian Weijun is only seventeen this year."

"That's a pity. I can't study well? It would be nice to work hard to get into the engineering school."

"No, you value education, and of course I do too. Anyone who can learn will be supported by the village."

"Then go to the army to take the exam again. Since you want to serve as a soldier, you have to be famous. It would be a pity to come back after three years as a top soldier. Have you asked where to recruit soldiers this year?"

"northeast."

"Heh, some people will suffer." Nanyi chuckled and said, "If the elementary school student is aiming at the dividends in the village, let him not go for a medical examination. Except for a little benefit, there is no need to go to the army to suffer for three years , Maybe it’s raising pigs for three years.”

"I've asked. He just wants to be a soldier, and he wants to be a hero on the battlefield."

"Then let him figure it out for himself. As far as his cultural level will not develop much in the army, the officer should not think about it, unless he can get a first-class merit with his whole body.

Technology is also a major trend in the future of the army, and it is difficult for rural soldiers. Since you want to go, just run to serve as a volunteer in the army until you retire. "

"Volunteer allowances aren't much."

"Do our Wenchangwei soldiers need to live on allowances?"

"hehe."

"After they have been soldiers for a year, the village will send them 10,000 yuan each. By the way, those who serve in the army will send it earlier, and the recruits will send it after they finish their company."

"Why send money?"

"Give them flowers, of course."

The money is given, and where the blade is, let them realize it by themselves.

Xian Yaodong thought about it for a while, and he also thought about it, "Okay, I will let someone handle this matter."

"Once they are conscripted, if their parents are doing business outside, let them come back and find something to do in the village. It is easy to cause accidents outside."

"Nanyi, are you afraid of being stained?"

"Well, that's what it means. If you can't help, don't hold back. The village is the same, just give, don't ask, and they don't need to open any convenient doors for the village. The village just needs a name.

Tsk tsk, Wenchangwei is amazing, so-and-so is an officer in the army. Such a compliment from others is so nice, it makes Wenchangwei feel ashamed. "

"That's right, the village next door has a battalion commander, how impressive."

"Hehe, we'll have some too. How about the chicken farmers in the village?"

"It's hard. There was a chicken plague last month, and 80% of them died. All the money I earned was lost."

"Then do they still support it?"

"No money, raise a fart, ask the village to borrow money, I didn't give it."

"Squeeze them again, wait until their hostility is worn away, and then we can integrate them next year and go out to do breeding."

Nanyi had originally designed the route from raising chickens and selling chickens to raising pigs and then entering the feed field, and finally it can be implemented.