On Sunday, the Li family dressed up and went out early in the morning. Mrs. Li had bound feet, and the journey to and from the hydrolysis plant was too far, so Li Muwu asked Mingnan to take Mrs. Li on a bicycle to the Meng family first, and bring the things for the Meng family to the Meng family, so that Li Muwu would not have to carry them.
Mingnan rode his bicycle away in a flash. Li Muwu and Wang Sufen walked forward with their heads down, fearing that they would be late and delay the conversation. However, Zhenzhen walked around and played, and soon picked a bunch of flowers. Wang Sufen looked back at her and saw that although she was walking and playing, she was still very close to her, so she didn't say anything to her.
Zhenzhen held the flowers in her left hand and quickly picked off the extra leaves with her right hand. While the three people in front of her walked quickly with their heads down, she occasionally tinkered with the flowers. By the time they arrived at Meng Xiaoxi's house, the flowers in Zhenzhen's hand had turned into a beautiful bouquet.
The building built in the 1960s had no soundproofing. As Zhenzhen and her group were climbing up from the first floor, Aunt Meng heard the noise from inside the house. She quickly opened the door and went out with Meng Xiaoxi to greet them: "I just told you that it's time. Come on in!"
Aunt Meng greeted Li Muwu and let him in. She then enthusiastically took Wang Sufen's hand and said, "You must be tired after all this journey." She looked at Mingbei with a smile on her face, "This is the youngest one in your family. I didn't see him the last time I went there."
Wang Sufen nodded: "He's in high school at the Hydrolysis Plant No. 1 Middle School, and he'll graduate next year."
When Aunt Meng heard this, she was immediately envious: "Your children are really promising. I heard from Xiaoxi that Zhenzhen is also a good student and always ranks first in the exams."
"She was like that before, but now there are no exams, so who knows what will happen." Wang Sufen smiled: "But her teacher always tells me that she is a good student every time she sees me."
Aunt Meng reached out and touched Zhenzhen's head: "Zhenzhen is a good child. She seems to have grown taller in the past month."
Wang Sufen looked at Zhenzhen's face full of pride, but she couldn't help but say a few words of modesty: "She goes up the mountain or down the river all day long, and goes everywhere. Isn't this kid growing up faster than an honest child?"
"It's good to be naughty. You look smart. I like this kind of girl. She looks smart." Aunt Meng likes pretty little girls. When she saw Zhenzhen, she couldn't stop praising her. Zhenzhen came forward to greet her and handed the bouquet to Meng Xiaoxi: "I picked it on the road. I'm giving it to Sister Meng."
Girls of Meng Xiaoxi's age all like flowers and grass, not to mention that the bouquet of flowers in Zhenzhen's hand not only has big and fresh flower heads but also bright colors. It is particularly pleasant to look at in the autumn when the leaves begin to fall.
Meng Xiaoxi invited Old Lady Li and Wang Sufen into the house and chatted with them for a while. Seeing that she could not get a word in, she quietly took Zhenzhen to her room. The two found a canning bottle, filled it with water, and put the wild flowers Zhenzhen brought into the canning bottle.
Zhenzhen looked around and shook her head in dissatisfaction: "The flower stem is too long, it looks like it's going to fall over. Sister Xiaoxi, give me a pair of scissors and I'll help you trim it."
Xiaoxi opened the sewing box and took out a pair of large scissors and handed them to Zhenzhen. Zhenzhen quickly cut off a small part of the flower stems and inserted them in the cans in an orderly manner. It was pleasing to the eye no matter how you looked at it. Zhenzhen looked at the flowers in the cans and felt a little smug: "This is my first time arranging flowers. I didn't expect it to be so beautiful. It seems that I have a talent."
"Is there a particular way to put wild flowers in a vase?" Meng Xiaoxi looked at Zhenzhen in surprise. "I was wondering how you made it look so beautiful. In the past, I just picked a handful and put them in the vase. It looked messy. It's not as beautiful as this."
Zhenzhen smiled sheepishly: "What's the big deal? Just put it in whatever looks good. By the way, Sister Xiaoxi, do you allow people to put flowers in the house? You don't want people to think we have a capitalist lifestyle, do you?"
"It's okay. Wild flowers are nothing to be afraid of. I used to put flowers in my house. Come and see my flowers." Meng Xiaoxi said as she pulled open the curtains, revealing a pot of Clivia on the windowsill. "This was given to my home by the people at the water source station. It was blooming during the Chinese New Year last year, but it looks a little wilted after summer this year."
Zhenzhen knew at a glance that the Clivia was dying, but she didn't want to use her supernatural powers in front of outsiders, so she just touched the leaves of the Clivia with her hand to sense its condition, and then she found that the roots of the Clivia had begun to rot. Under Meng Xiaoxi's curious gaze, Zhenzhen shook the plant: "Although I don't grow flowers and plants, I run to the mountains every day and mix with flowers and plants all day, so I know a little bit. Sister Xiaoxi, your Clivia is shaking when you shake it, I guess it should be rotten at the roots."
"Did you water it too much?" Meng Xiaoxi also shook the Clivia and found that it was just as Zhenzhen said. She sighed with some regret: "It must be because I watered it twice a day in the summer. It's a waste of the flower. I heard that the flower will die if its roots rot. I'll throw it away later. Otherwise, when it rots, the whole house will stink."
"No, it's a pity to throw away such a nice Clivia." Zhenzhen stopped her quickly: "Let's wash the roots, cut off the rotten parts, and change some new soil, maybe it will be fine." Meng Xiaoxi also became interested when she heard it, and she and Zhenzhen moved the flowers to the kitchen to clean up the roots.
The Meng family's house was a small three-bedroom house. Meng Xiaoxi lived in the innermost small room, which had a single bed and a desk. The slightly larger room next door was a large bunk bed, where Meng Xiaoxi's three younger brothers lived. Further out, facing the main door, was a kitchen. Originally, there was a two-square-meter toilet inside, but Aunt Meng demolished it because she thought it took up too much space. After all, there was a public toilet outside, so why did she have to use it at home? After demolishing the toilet, she could put a chicken coop in the extra space to raise chickens.
Although Aunt Meng lived in a building, they also used a large pot to cook with firewood, and a large rooster was stewing in it. It would take a long time to stew the chicken, so Aunt Meng looked at the order and took the opportunity to go into the house to talk to Old Lady Li and Wang Sufen.
Zhenzhen and Meng Xiaoxi were carrying flowers towards the kitchen. Seeing Mingnan sitting at the door of the east room, they couldn't help but call him, "Come over and move the flowers."
"Where are you taking?" Mingnan walked over, took the flowers, and asked in confusion.
"Put it in the kitchen sink. I want to take a look at the flower roots." Meng Xiaoxi directed Mingnan to go to the kitchen.
The water pools in buildings of this era are made of cement, about 30 centimeters above the ground, and the faucet is one meter high. If the water flow is too strong, water will definitely splash all over the ground.
Aunt Meng stretched her neck to watch the three people fiddling with flowers. She was afraid that her daughter would not come over to chat with them. Old Li's family might have some ideas, so she quickly called Meng Xiaoxi, "Xiaoxi, come over and chat with your aunt and grandma. What are you doing fiddling with flowers?"
Xiaoxi ran over a little embarrassedly and smiled at Old Lady Li: "The roots of the Clivia in my house are a little rotten. I was just about to ask Sister Zhenzhen how to treat it."
Old Mrs. Li smiled kindly, "It's okay, you guys go ahead and do it. Zhenzhen loves to tinker with these things. But the flowers she grows at home are not grown in pots. She grows them in a row at the base of the wall and under the fence. The colorful flowers are so pretty in the summer."
Aunt Meng saw Mingnan and his sister moving the flower pots to the kitchen. She was afraid that Zhenzhen's clothes would be dirty, so she quickly called Xiaoxi over and said, "Go check on your sister Zhenzhen. Don't let other children do it. Go and do your own thing."
Meng Xiaoxi quickly stood up and greeted Old Lady Li and Wang Sufen: "Grandma, Auntie, you guys sit down and eat melon seeds. I'm going to go make some flowers with my sister."
"Go quickly." Wang Sufen laughed, turned around and said to Aunt Meng, "This is not Xiaoxi's fault. Our Zhenzhen can't walk wherever she sees flowers."
In the kitchen, Zhenzhen wrapped the roots of the Clivia with her consciousness, loosened the soil, and gently lifted it up, and the whole Clivia came out. Putting the flower in the pool, Zhenzhen wiped the sweat from the tip of her nose with her arm, and directed Mingnan, who was not sure what to do, "Brother, pour the soil under the tree behind, and dig some new soil up." Mingnan responded, and kept winking at Meng Xiaoxi, hoping that she could go out with him, but unfortunately Meng Xiaoxi was concentrating on watching Zhenzhen clean the roots of the flower and trim the rotten parts with scissors, and didn't even look at Mingnan.
Zhenzhen put the cut flower roots into the trash can beside her. When she looked up, she saw Mingnan still winking at her. She couldn't help but ask him, "Why don't you leave?"
Mingnan looked at Meng Xiaoxi pitifully. Meng Xiaoxi smiled and helped to turn the flowers over. Mingnan could only walk away by himself with the shovel, looking back every few steps.
Actually, Zhenzhen had no experience in dealing with rotten roots. All she could do was trim off the rotten parts. When Mingnan came back with new soil and replanted the orchid, she used a little bit of her supernatural powers to revitalize the Clivia.
After they finished planting the Clivia, they asked Mingnan to move it back into the house. Meng Xiaoxi washed her hands, lifted the lid of the big pot, poked it with chopsticks, and saw that the chicken was half-cooked. She then put the washed mushrooms in, stir-fried them for a few times, added some firewood under the stove, and took Mingnan and Zhenzhen to the east room to talk.
The house of Lao Meng's family is not big. Although the east room is more spacious, it is filled with so many people. There is no place to stay. Mingbei took the opportunity to stand up and said a little stiffly: "Auntie, I'm going to go play with my classmates for a while."
"Go ahead." Aunt Meng stood up and put a handful of melon seeds into his pocket: "Remember to come back for lunch." Then she turned around and chased her three boys out: "Go out and play, don't interrupt us."
The four young men ran out, and the room suddenly became much quieter. Zhenzhen immediately felt that the air was fresher and her breathing was smoother. Old Mrs. Li sat on the bed with her legs crossed and changed her posture, and talked about the house: "The land has been approved. It's a large piece of land. In addition to building the house, there is a lot of space on both sides of the front yard. You can plant some cabbage and corn when the time comes. Now, while the weather is not cold yet, the foundation has just been dug. When we went out today, Mingnan's third uncle was busy there. It is estimated that it will be completed before the freezing."
When Aunt Meng heard this, her face was full of joy: "Ah, Auntie, your family is so efficient. I thought it would take until the beginning of next spring to build the house."
"It's better to build it early so that we can heat the kang in winter." Mrs. Li said with a smile, "Just don't despise it because it's a bungalow. There are no three-story buildings in Beicha except the hydrolysis plant."
"What's so good about this building?" Aunt Meng also crossed her legs and moved to the bed. "We moved several times before we got such a big house. At first, we lived on the first floor opposite, which only had one room and a kitchen. This room is the largest in the building, but it becomes cramped when there are too many people in the room. We have to raise chickens in the kitchen. It's not as good as your big yard at the foot of the mountain, with trees and vegetable gardens. I like it."
"After the kids get married, you can go and stay for a few days in the spring. They have one house anyway, so they can live together." Old Mrs. Li said cheerfully, "We also want someone we can talk to."
"Okay, I will definitely visit you when the time comes." Aunt Meng replied politely.
Meng Xiaoxi glanced at the alarm clock on the table, guessing that the chicken and mushroom stew would be ready soon, so she stood up and said with a smile, "Grandma, Auntie, you guys sit down and talk, I'll go cook."
Aunt Meng looked at her daughter with some complacency, and couldn't help but praise her to Old Lady Li: "Auntie, I'm not praising Xiaoxi, but she's much better at cooking than I am. You can try her cooking later. My daughter is good at cleaning the house and cooking, so she'll definitely be able to lead a good life."
Wang Sufen nodded in agreement: "It's obvious that the elder sister is a capable person, and Xiaoxi will follow you at a glance."
Zhenzhen was sitting on a stool listening to their praises and felt a little bored, so she quickly stood up and said, "I'm going to help Sister Xiaoxi cook and head to the kitchen."
Old Mrs. Li was so scared that she quickly called her back. Normally, they didn't even dare to let Zhenzhen to boil water at home, for fear of scalding her. But if she told her directly not to go to the kitchen, she was afraid that the old Meng family would think too much. Old Mrs. Li was anxious and saw Mingnan. She immediately thought of a way out and said, "Let Mingnan go to help, so that we can improve our relationship. Why do you, a little girl, have to get involved?" Mingnan was happy. After coming here for a long time, she finally had a chance to be alone with Xiaoxi, so she immediately went to the kitchen.
Meng Xiaoxi was very quick and skillful. She served the chicken and mushroom stew and cooked five dishes in a short time. Mingnan, who was washing vegetables, couldn't catch up with her cooking. When the food was ready and placed on the table, Master Meng poured white wine and toasted Li Muwu again and again. When they drank the second cup, Mrs. Li talked about finding a matchmaker to propose marriage to the Meng family.
Aunt Meng was a little scared of the idea of love before marriage, fearing that it would damage her daughter's reputation. When she heard this, she nodded hurriedly: "I will follow your arrangements. There is nothing to say about it."
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The house for Mingnan's wedding was finally built before the cold winter came. When Old Lady Li was sitting on the kang and planning to ask someone to go to Old Meng's house to propose marriage, the news on the radio suddenly said: "...Important instructions have been issued: It is very necessary for educated youth to go to the countryside and receive re-education from poor and lower-middle peasants..."
The hazelnuts in Zhenzhen's hand were scattered all over the kang. She stared at the radio blankly, a little dazed. She didn't have a deep impression of the history of going to the countryside, and always thought it would start next year. She didn't expect it to start at this time. Seeing Zhenzhen in a daze, Old Lady Li was startled and hurriedly touched her head, fearing that she was hit by something. Zhenzhen quickly pulled Old Lady Li's hand down, and was about to cry in annoyance: "Grandma, listen to the radio, my fourth brother is in trouble this time."
Mrs. Li was also shocked when she heard this. Just as she was about to ask why, she heard the radio continue to say: "… Junior high school and high school students in school have to go to the vast countryside…"
"Mingbei, is he going to go to the countryside as an educated youth?" Old Mrs. Li asked blankly.
This term "going to the countryside" was mentioned not for the first time. This concept already existed in the early 1950s. At that time, many educated youths came from all over the country to Heilongjiang Province and opened up many farms, which solved the problem of food shortage in Heilongjiang Province to a large extent.
I remember that the educated youth who came to Heilongjiang Province to open up wasteland came from all over the country. Many of them were from cities and became very tired and dark-skinned after opening up wasteland for several years. They also could not see their families for several years.
Thinking of Mingdong teaching in Anbei all year round, Mingxi being away in the army for two years without a word, and only Mingnan and Mingbei being around, she had originally thought that she would arrange for Mingbei's wedding after Mingnan got married, but how come he has to join the team before the New Year? For a moment, Mrs. Li couldn't help but wipe her tears while sitting on the kang.
Zhenzhen was helpless in this situation. This time, the queue-jumping not only lasted a long time, but there were also many uncontrollable problems when she returned to the city. That night, the Li family sat on the kang to discuss what to do about this matter. They could not resist the national policy. Now it seemed that the only way to escape this matter was to let Mingbei take over quickly. Mingbei was silent all night and got up early the next morning to go to school.
This policy with clear instructions was implemented very quickly across the country. Only half a month later, Mingbei, who was originally scheduled to graduate in another six months, received his graduation certificate in advance. The school notified him to stay at home and wait for the news of queue-jumping, and he was not allowed to go out casually.
Wang Sufen thought about her four sons, two of whom were not around, and now another one was going to leave. She couldn't help crying while sitting on the kang. Old Lady Li also sighed while sitting on the kang. Li Muwu finally lost his patience and went out to the granary with his hat on to see if he could arrange for his son to take over. Old Lady Li and Wang Sufen had no other ideas at this time and could only wait anxiously for news from Li Muwu.
Perhaps it was too obvious that Li Muwu had proposed that his son take over, so the grain depot did not respond for a while. Li Muwu went to the depot several times with a cigarette in his hand, and finally got a firm answer from the grain depot: No!
The road to succession was blocked, and it seemed that Mingbei had no choice but to go to the countryside. The family was sad, but they couldn't help but take extra care of Mingbei. Old Lady Li once again asked Li Muwu to kill the New Year pig in advance and stew meat for Mingbei twice a day, thinking of nourishing him in advance, because when he joined the team in the future, he might not be able to see meat.
Zhenzhen thought about how Mingbei had talked about how delicious the roasted venison was in the past few years, so she used her consciousness to control a male deer to go down the mountain and run to the gate of Old Li's house by itself, almost knocking over Li Muwu who was about to go out.
Among the people in the family, only Old Lady Li knew that Zhenzhen could control animals. She touched Zhenzhen's head, feeling half happy and half sad: "Why don't you just let him eat pork? You still spoil him."
"Eat, eat. Don't go out and cut in line." Zhen Zhen sighed, "Tell him whatever he wants to eat. Maybe he will have to cook for himself in the future. I don't know how hungry my fourth brother will be."
It’s over. Upon hearing this, Wang Sufen started crying again.
The brazier was lit again, and the iron plate was placed on top of it. The same venison was roasted in the same way, but there were fewer people eating the roasted venison. Mingbei stared at the venison, and when the first plate was cooked, it was sent to the table of Mrs. Li and the others, and he couldn't wait to put new venison on it.
Old Lady Li picked up a piece of venison, but couldn't put it into her mouth. She looked up and called Mingbei over: "You should eat it. Grandma can't eat it."
Mingbei sat on the kang and used chopsticks to roll up a meat roll with cabbage heart for Old Lady Li and handed it to her: "Grandma, it's nothing, I think it's good. When we go to the countryside to work, I think I can be assigned to the same place with Yu Wanqiu. Maybe after two years of being together, she will be willing to marry me."
Old Lady Li almost choked to death on the meat in her mouth. Her sadness suddenly disappeared. She looked at Mingbei in astonishment: "Who is Yu Wanqiu?"
"That's the girl I like, from our class." Mingbei was a little embarrassed when talking about Yu Wanqiu: "I met her when I took Zhenzhen to the hydrolysis plant to watch a movie for the first time several years ago. She was so pretty."
Old Lady Li put down the venison in her hand, pinched her waist and glared at Mingbei: "So you took the trouble to get into the Hydrolysis Plant High School just to be in the same class with her?"
"Not bad at all." Mingbei nodded repeatedly: "And in order to sit in front of or behind her, I even gave my pen to my classmate."
Old Lady Li was so angry that she reached out to touch the pipe. When she raised it high, she remembered that her grandson was going to go far away. She really couldn't bear to beat him, so she could only put the pipe down again in hatred: "The pen your brother bought for you is so good, why did you give it to someone else, you prodigal child? You said, you gave the pen to someone else, what do you usually use?"
"He also gave me one. Although it looks a bit old, it works well in the water." Mingbei laughed awkwardly: "Well, the purpose of going to school is to find a good wife and a good job. I also want to find a wife as soon as possible, so it's understandable."
Old Mrs. Li was choking on her breath. She didn't want to look at Mingbei, so she turned around and called Zhenzhen over: "What's going on with Yu Wanqiu? What kind of person is she?"
Zhenzhen sat next to Old Lady Li and told her in detail: "He is the son of the hydrolysis factory. I think he is a good person and good-looking, otherwise my fourth brother would not have liked him at first sight."
Seeing that Old Lady Li was in a bad mood, Zhen Zhen deliberately made her laugh: "Grandma, your three granddaughters-in-law are prettier than the other. How can such a good thing happen?"
Old Lady Li snorted coldly: "The first two are fine, but as for Yu Wanqiu, who knows if she will become my granddaughter-in-law? Didn't you see that people don't even bother to care about someone like him?"
"It's not that I don't agree." Mingbei scratched his face in some confusion: "She just didn't say anything. I guess I have to think about it."
Old Lady Li sighed: "Are you sure you can go together? Do you know where to cut in line?"
"The school said they will notify us the day after tomorrow." Mingbei replied immediately: "I will try my best to be assigned to go with her then. When I return to the city in the future, maybe I can hold my wife in one hand and my son in the other."
For a moment, neither Old Lady Li nor Wang Sufen knew whether to cry or laugh.
The whole country responded quickly to the Chairman's clear instructions. Mingbei went to school on the date and came back happily at noon: "Grandma, I have chosen a place. Yu Wanqiu and I will go to the same educated youth camp."
After hearing this, Mrs. Li asked quickly, "Which province is it in? Is it far from home? It's not in the northwest, right?"
"About the same direction." Mingbei nodded. Mrs. Li's legs went limp and she almost fell down. She was about to cry when Mingbei added, "Yu Wanqiu and I are going to the 12th Youth League Site."
Zhenzhen supported Old Lady Li while anxiously asking Mingbei, "Don't stop talking halfway. Where is the Twelve Educated Youth Point?"
"It's just northwest of our Beicha." Mingbei explained seriously, "It's twelve kilometers away from our Beicha, so it's called the Twelve Youth Point. The hydrolysis plant is building a special railway for this place, but it's said that it's not that fast. Recently, you can only take a truck or something. Grandma, mom, after I go there to join the team, I can't go home every day. I heard from the factory that I can only come back once every two weeks. Don't miss me too much."
Upon hearing this, Mrs. Li's legs stood up straight immediately. She picked up the pipe on the kang and hit Mingbei on the head, even swearing: "I asked you to go to the Northwest, do you even know what the Northwest is? You stupid thing, you exchanged a good pen for a broken pen, tell me if you are stupid or not. I still miss you, I miss you so much..."
Mingbei was beaten so badly that he ran away with his head in his hands: "Grandma, I was about to go to the queue, why are you still hitting me? Don't you feel sorry for me?"
"I don't feel sorry for you." Mrs. Li felt sorry for the half-eaten fat pig. "I feel even more sorry for my fat pig! You said your brother and sister-in-law weren't back yet, but I killed the pig for you. As a result, you were 20 kilometers away from home. I wasted several tears."
Wang Sufen stood by, crying and laughing, and kept encouraging Old Lady Li: "Mom, hit him hard. This damn kid scared me to death."
"I didn't know it would be so close to home." Mingbei squatted on the ground with his head in his hands, feeling aggrieved: "How about I talk to the school and ask them to let me move to another place? There is also a No. 42 Youth League Center."
"Forget it." Old Lady Li sat on the kang, panting heavily. She glanced at Mingbei and suddenly stabbed him in the chest: "Don't come back every two weeks. It's not enough to make you cook. Come back once every one or two months."
Mingbei: …
Wang Sufen nodded in agreement: "Mom is right. Well, Mom, I'll freeze the pork and venison. It's still two months before the Chinese New Year. We can't waste them like this."
"No." Mingbei looked at his mother who was reluctant to leave him just now with some disbelief: "Didn't you say that we would stew braised pork at noon?"
Old Lady Li sneered at him and said, "Why eat braised pork? It's not bad to eat some stewed cabbage. Mingdong's mother, don't stew meat this week. After Mingbei leaves, we can put some pork slices in the dishes. Look at what he has eaten this week. His stomach is full of fat intestines."
Mingbei pinched his smooth belly, feeling like crying but unable to cry: ... My dear grandma!
Old Mrs. Li sat on the kang and panted: What a waste of my feelings!
The author has something to say: Update first, then correct typos!
In fact, it was only when I was writing this article that I learned that there is such a thing as going to the countryside so close. My aunt went to the countryside when she was in junior high school at the hydrolysis plant. She went to the Eight Kilometer Youth Center, which was half a kilometer away from home. She went home on Sundays. Going to the countryside was like playing, hahaha!
Mingbei, as the youngest son in the family, has always been dull and like a fool who has not grown up. It is necessary to let him go out and hone his skills so that he can learn what responsibility means.
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Thanks to the rich man for the free ticket!
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