Hello 1983

  Chapter 64 Missing loved ones every festive season

   "Distribute the mooncakes, all shopkeepers come out to receive mooncakes!"

  Da Zhang Luo raised his voice so loudly that the whole village could hear it, which was more effective than a loudspeaker.

   After a clatter, a dozen or so kids surrounded the carriage, and there were even more running towards this side.

   "Wow, what a big mooncake!"

  Si Huzi drooled as he looked at the golden soybean cakes on the carriage.

   These children who are too young have never seen bean cakes, and thought they were big moon cakes.

  Uncle Boss likes to tease children, especially little boys. He smiled and said, "Anyone who can hug him will belong to him. Just hug him!"

  As soon as they heard this, the children screamed and climbed onto the car, untied the rope, and went to hug the soybean cake.

  A piece of bean cake is quite heavy, and it’s really hard for a young doll to hold it.

   You have to hug if you can't hold it, and you have to hug it home with all your strength. This principle is probably similar to marrying a daughter-in-law and hugging a new bride. No groom official says he can't hug him.

   There were a few children who were only three or four years old, and they couldn't hold them, so they started to gnaw, biting off a little bean cake residue with great effort, and chewing in their mouths.

   While chewing, he said: "Well, this big moon cake is really delicious!"

  The children were carrying soybean cakes, and Zhang Ganzi, who was about to get the mooncakes, also ran over to take a look, and cursed:

   "Boss, aren't you cheating, you are fooling children with soybean cake beats."

  What, not moon cakes?

  The children's movements froze instantly, and then, as if all the strength in their bodies was sucked away, all the soybean cakes they held in their arms were thrown to the ground.

  A few children were crying with anger, pointing at the uncle boss: "Bad guy, you lied, we will never play with your little fives and sixes again!"

  Zhang Ganzi also followed suit: "Yes, boss, you must have a son!"

  The boss uncle is not angry at all, he is still cheerful: "If I can really have a son, I will admit it."

  The boys were disappointed and angry at the same time. At this moment, they saw their big brother Qingshan suddenly walking to the front with a cardboard box in his arms.

  One hand is still raised high, holding a round object in it, shining golden, as if holding a small moon.

   "Moon cake, this is a moon cake!"

  The children burst into loud cheers immediately.

   With a whimper, Liu Qingshan was surrounded by children, jumping, jumping and screaming, making his ears ringing.

  Suddenly, a dark shadow flashed in front of him, and Liu Qingshan felt that the mooncake in his hand had been snatched away.

   Taking a closer look, the moon cake has been bitten into the mouth of the pole, which cannot be reached by children, but he, an adult, can.

   "I bite a crescent moon in one bite, a steel fork in two bites, and a steel fork in three bites..."

   Zhang Ganzi was talking while eating, when he heard Liu Qingshan's voice: "Uncle Ganzi, one piece of mooncake per person."

  What, just one piece!

   Zhang Ganzi looked at the little "big tiger" left in his hand, he simply stuffed it all into his mouth, and whimpered, "It's not the same when you eat it, eat it early and get it early."

  In a cheerful atmosphere, the adults of each family came to receive the mooncakes, and then surrounded by a group of children at home, they were ready to go home.

   "Don't go, there's still beef!"

  Da Zhang Luo yelled again, and then asked a half-grown child to greet Zhang Dashuai to help divide the meat.

   Now, the joyous atmosphere is more intense, and the entire Jiapigou finally has a festive atmosphere.

  Liu Qingshan also took the opportunity to win people's hearts: "It's the festival, this mooncake and beef, even if our cooperative provides benefits in advance, it will satisfy the hunger of the elderly and children at home!"

  Everyone cheered loudly, and Zhang Ganzi's voice was the loudest: "Let me just say, it's better to eat a big pot of rice."

   When Marshal Zhang came to the scene with a knife hanging from his waist, the cheers were loud.

Zhang Dashuai's skills are really good. With one knife, the weight is basically two catties, and half a tael is almost the same. Everyone happily went home with moon cakes, and behind them was a baby carrying beef. The little nose leaned up to smell it.

   After all the things were divided, he drove the carriage to the pig farm to unload the truck. Looking at the pieces of golden soybean cakes, Zhang Ganzi also smiled: It seems that there will be no shortage of snacks in the future.

  Liu Qingshan also walked home carrying three pieces of beef, followed by two guardians: the fourth child was holding four boxes of moon cakes tightly in his arms, and the fifth child was holding an enamel basin with moon cakes in it.

  Now that everyone had mooncakes, he exchanged the mooncake tickets given by Secretary Sun.

  However, for these four boxes of mooncakes, I have to give one box each to the branch secretary's grandfather and the captain's uncle, which was also explained by Secretary Sun.

  As for the beef, one is from his family, one is from grandpa's, and the other is from Yang Hongying.

   It stands to reason that Shan Xing has to get a copy, but these are enough, if you take too much, others should gossip.

   It happened that the butcher gave an ox tail, but the villagers thought it was all bones and no one wanted it, so they gave it to Liu Qingshan's family.

  Oxtail is a good thing, the most nourishing, so Liu Qingshan is not too polite, and he will make an oxtail pot later, just to nourish his family.

  Arrived at the door of the house, the little fourth child, who was originally happy, suddenly twitched and said, "Brother, the big deer has run away."

  Liu Qingshan looked into the firewood fence, and it was really empty inside.

   No wonder, this guy didn't come out and greet him in that special way.

  Just as he was about to comfort the fourth child, he heard Shan Xing beside him suddenly say:

   "The big deer must be homesick, missing its friends, missing its... its mother!"

   Seeing the misty eyes of the little guy, Liu Qingshan couldn't help but tremble in his heart. He raised his eyes to look at the rolling Doubao Mountain in the distance, and said faintly:

   "Perhaps, Dalulu went home to stay for a few days, and thought our house was better. There were two little masters who fed him good food every day, so he brought all his family members here."

   Really!

  Shan Xing's big eyes instantly became sparkling, full of hope again.

  Into the house, the family took the things, and Liu Qingshan called out: "Brother-in-law, I have your letter, and it seems that there is a sample book delivered by post."

   With a whoosh, Gao Wenxue appeared in front of him, with excited heart and trembling hands, he opened the package.

  Inside it was Harvest magazine, the fifth issue of 1983, neatly organized in ten volumes, exuding a faint fragrance of ink.

  Liu Qingshan knows that Harvest is a bimonthly magazine, and, in this era, the sales volume is huge, how big is it?

   Usually, each issue sells more than one million copies.

  Following the table of contents, I turned to the page number where "Xiaofeng" was published. Looking at the neat typefaces, Gao Wenxue's tears rolled down on the clean white pages.

  Everyone in the room looked at him with joy, but no one stepped forward to persuade him. These are tears of joy, let them flow as much as they want.

  …

   On the morning of the Mid-Autumn Festival, Liu Qingshan filled the water tank first as usual.

  Although a well was dug in the greenhouse of my grandfather’s house, when it comes to drinking water, everyone still likes to drink the water in the big well.

  After picking up the water, everyone also wrapped the dumplings, brought them to the table, bit off the outer skin, and inside was a puddle of oil and water wrapped in a meat egg, and the aroma came out.

  The stuffing is made by Liu Qingshan. There is a lot of water in it, and two eggs are beaten in, so the beef tastes very tender, even the teeth of grandparents can chew it.

   While eating, Xiao Laosi grinned and called out "really fragrant".

  Although Shan Xing is not as exaggerated as the fourth child, her big eyes are also crooked, and she still puts dumplings in Lingzhi's bowl beside her from time to time.

  It seems that the little guy really regards Lin Zhi as his second mother.

   After breakfast, the whole family was busy with their own business. Liu Qingshan went to the yard to play. At this time, there was no mechanical equipment, and everyone used a horse-drawn roller to roll the soybeans on the ground in circles.

  After running a few laps, I picked up the bean seedlings on the ground with a wooden fork, turned them over and continued rolling, needless to say the efficiency.

  He secretly made up his mind: he must realize mechanization as soon as possible, and liberate everyone from heavy labor.

   After running the stone roller, pick the bean stalks aside, and put the remaining soybeans and bean skins into sacks.

  When the soybeans are finally rolled, they will unify and then raise the field, that is, use the wind to blow the bean skins aside, and the rest will be golden soybeans.

  Even during the Mid-Autumn Festival, everyone has been busy until very late before work is over.

  Liu Qingshan went back a little earlier, chopped the oxtail into sections, and then boiled it in water before stewing it in the big pot in the yard.

  There are not many seasonings, so I put some green onions and peppercorns, and I also picked up a few red peppers from under the eaves and threw them into the pot.

   After the stew was almost done, I added some potatoes and vermicelli, and stewed more than half of the pot.

   Stir-fried a few more vegetables, and the Mid-Autumn Festival dinner was served. Although it was not very rich, it was already very good in this era.

  Before eating, Lin Zhi put a piece of mooncake on a plate, and some wild fruits from the mountains, mainly blue Shandu persimmons, and a few big red sago fruits, and placed them on the cabinet cover together.

  On the wall above the cabinet cover is the family portrait. These things are all dedicated to the father.

  The whole family stood in front together, and Gao Wenxue also stood beside Liu Jinfeng, holding his wife's hand.

   There is also Shan Xing, who is also holding hands with Xiao Lao Si, and she is also a member of this family.

  Only Yang Hongying stood aside, bowing her head silently, expressing respect to the senior in the photo.

  The whole family had tears in their eyes, the old bodies of grandparents trembled slightly, and the mother kept wiping the corners of her eyes.

  Think about your loved ones every festive season!

  Liu Qingshan's heart was also very agitated. Thinking about having fun at his father's knees when he was a child, thinking about his father teaching him to recite Tang poetry and Song Ci, thinking about it, tears also blurred his vision.

  He said silently in his heart: Dad, we are all fine now, how are you in another world?

  A low sobbing sound sounded beside him. Liu Qingshan suppressed the grief in his heart and wiped his eyes with his sleeve. He is now the backbone of the family and has the responsibility to take good care of his family.

  He muttered softly in his mouth: "Grandpa, grandma, mother, sister, sister, my father will always be with us, so each of us must be well."

  Beside Yang Hongying, she couldn't help crying.

  (end of this chapter)