The production team left in twos and threes, because the lean man started to send the old hens, and the rest of the people couldn't get along, and more or less sent things over. Although they are all worthless firewood, rice, oil and salt, for the Li family, who has lost their labor force and is sitting on the mountain, it is a pressing need.
"Why do you want to take their things? They are the bad guys who came to rob our ship!" Zhou Sitian followed Li Zheng back to the room in silence. Seeing Li Zheng counting the things brought by everyone with great interest, she couldn't help but speak. road.
Li Zheng moved his hands for a while, looked up at Zhou Sitian, who was stubborn, and suddenly asked, "Are you going to go out to sea to fish?"
Zhou Sitian was startled, and then blushed. Like all fishermen who live by the sea, Qinghe Town has a tradition that women cannot board fishing boats since ancient times. How could she possibly go to sea!
Li Zheng got the answer from Zhou Sitian's expression, he shrugged and said nonchalantly, "Neither would I."
Li Zheng never thought of leaving the boat behind. Neither he nor Zhou Sitian knew how to fish, and the fishing boat was just a waste in their hands. And he knew very well that although most of the people in the town were on their side today, it was only sympathy for Li Zheng's loss of his father at a young age. People were always willing to lend a hand to those weak things to show their strength and superiority.
However, sympathy is temporary, but interests are eternal. Although Qinghe Town in 1982 was out of the era of eating a big pot of rice, the production team has not been disbanded. The production team organized the fishing boats in the town to go out to sea. The fishing boats harvested half of the seafood in one day, and handed over half to the production team. Part of it is distributed to each household by the production team according to labor points, which is a transitional stage from big pot rice to distribution according to labor.
Just as Yang Sheng, the thin middle-aged man said just now, now is the season of plentiful seafood. All boats up and down the town are operating at full capacity. The fishermen can't wait to go out to sea 24 hours a day. The whole sea moved back.
Although Father Li's boat is privately owned by the Li family, people who have just come out of the era of big pot rice don't think so. They only know that if the Li family boat goes out to sea, half of the marine goods they get will be handed over to the public. In other words, if the Li family boat does not go to sea for a day, the public will have one less inventory.
Because Li Qiang just had an accident, the people in the town wouldn't say anything for a day or two. If it's been a long time... Li Zheng didn't want to test the humanity of the 1980s at all.
Therefore, the ship must be handed over. However, who it is to be handed over, and how to hand it over to the law, is very important.
"Xiao Zheng, is it true that you saw your father?" Zhou Sitian looked at Li Zheng, only to feel that after this illness, she couldn't understand her younger brother more and more. But to her, Father Li's affairs were the most important thing.
Although Zhou Sitian was brought over by Li's mother, Li Qiang is a loyal person and treats her like a daughter. The relationship between Zhou Sitian and Li Qiang is much better than that with Li's mother.
Li Zheng raised his head and looked at Zhou Sitian, who had a nervous and hopeful look on his face, a warm look flashed in his eyes, she was really a cute little girl. He didn't notice at all, how uncoordinated his childish face had a kind smile on his face.
"I see." He said without blushing or panting.
"Dad, what else did he say!" Zhou Sitian hurriedly asked.
"He told us to take care of ourselves, and said that whether it's a boat or something else, it's an external thing, don't take it too seriously."
Zhou Sitian was startled, then nodded, yes, this is like what a father would say. At this point, the last trace of her dissatisfaction with Li Zheng also dissipated. If you want to hand over the boat, just hand it over. Xiao Zheng is the most precious relic of Dad. Thinking of this, Zhou Sitian's gaze towards Li Zheng couldn't help softening a bit.
Li Zheng did not know the psychological changes of his stepsister. He wondered why there was no relative in their family when such a big thing happened. It stands to reason that the clan concept in the 1980s was still relatively heavy, not to mention that their family had a boat, which was considered a big issue in this era. A great fortune.
"Xiao Zheng, you are just a little taller, so don't go to the ancestral hall at night. I will guard my father." Although the two Xiaoyi didn't think that their father was dead, the adults in the town said with certainty that he died at sea. You cannot be reincarnated without a funeral or burial.
Therefore, Zhou Sitian put Li Qiang's old clothes in the coffin and stayed in the ancestral hall, and only waited for the first seven to choose the time for burial.
Li Zheng shook his head, "I'll go." Taking up his son's body, he should be kowtowed twice. Before Zhou Sitian refused, he had put on his coat and walked out.
The autumn night came very early. It was only four or five o'clock in the afternoon, and the sun had disappeared. The small towns in the 1980s did not have the bright lights of the cities, and the number of street lights in the whole town could be counted with a slap. The two brothers and sisters walked one after the other on the only cement road in the town, listening to the "ding bells" of the bicycle bells one after another, silent.
The ancestral hall was brightly lit, stepping over a high threshold, the poorly furnished mourning hall was terribly lonely. A woman in a brown top and black trousers is crouching on the ground and folding paper money.
"Mom, I've brought you a meal." A young man squeaked from outside the ancestral hall, "click" the bicycle leaned under the big tree at the entrance of the ancestral hall, and a young man about the same age as Zhou Sitian brought a Several tin boxes ran in.
Seeing Li Zheng and Zhou Sitian, a hearty smile appeared on his face, "Li Zheng, can you go?"
Before Li Zheng could answer, the brown-clothed woman stood up and gave the young man a stern look, "What are you talking about, Xiao Zheng just has a fever, it will be fine when the fever subsides."
After reprimanding the young man, she turned her head and looked at Li Zheng kindly, "Since you're here, give your dad a kowtow, this is the last day."
Li Zheng could see the intolerance and sympathy in her eyes, he nodded, without asking who the woman was, he walked quickly to the futon, knelt down, and kowtowed with three heads.
The cold slate touched his forehead, and a chill spread from his forehead to his entire brain. Li Zheng's eyes gradually turned from bewilderment to firmness. Uncle, thank you very much for giving me a chance to be reborn. I promise that I will not waste my life. I promise that the name "Li Zheng" will become all his relatives. The pride of all Chinese people.
The green smoke on the incense case twirled, slowly rising above the roof, and then slowly disappearing into the dim light.
"Mom, I heard on the way that Yang Sheng's group took the production team to Li's house for the sake of Uncle Li's boat!" The young man pulled the woman aside and bit his ears, but the ancestral hall was too quiet, so even if Their voices were already very low, and Li Zheng could hear them clearly.
The woman's eyes widened, a trace of anger flashed in her eyes.
"This group of god-killers, seeing that your father is not there, actually came to the door. No, I will go back at night and have a good talk with your father."
"That's right, Dad is the captain of the production team. Yang Sheng, a deputy, jumps up and down there all day."
"Shut up, this is all you can say!"
Li Zheng's eyes rolled. He stood up and silently made it to the small bench, origami money one by one. Zhou Sitian was obviously more externalized, knelt in front of the futon, sobbed so hard, and babbled about the events of the past few days.
Li Zheng really appreciates Zhou Sitian's stubbornness of words. There is no need to ask about some things, and Zhou Sitian will say all of them "bala bala".
For example, Father Li is not an aboriginal in the town, so he has no relatives in the town. For another example, Father Li was the captain of the production team when he was young, but later quit the production team for some reason. And Li's mother is not an ordinary civilian woman. Her father was a high-ranking official in the capital, and the whole family was sent to Qinghe Town. Only then did she marry Li's father. Later, before her grandfather was rehabilitated, she couldn't bear the life in the countryside. , followed the black boat to Xiangjiang.
Yes, Qinghe Town is a part of the Shenzhen market in later generations. It faces the Asian financial center Xiangjiang across the sea. If the weather is good, you can also see the revolving restaurant on the top floor of the Xiangjiang Building on the hillside to the north of the town.
When Li Zheng and Zhou Sitian stayed in the ancestral hall until nine o'clock in the evening, they were driven back by Zheng's mother, saying that the child was weak and that tomorrow would be the day of burial, so they should hurry back to rest.
With the help of Zheng's family, the burial of Li's father went well. Two days later, Li Zheng could see that the expressions of the townspeople when they saw him had gradually changed from sympathy to hesitating. I know... the boat thing can't be towed.
So the night after Father Li was buried, Li Zheng took Zhou Sitian to Zheng's house. Zheng Jianguo is the current captain of the production team in Qinghe Town. His captain was supported by Li's father. It is precisely because of this that Li's father and Yang Sheng, who was the deputy captain of the production team at the time, had a quarrel.
When they arrived, Zheng's family had just finished dinner, and Zheng's mother was cleaning up the dishes. When she saw Li Zheng and the two, she immediately showed a big smile on her face.
"Xiaozheng is here, this child is here as soon as he is here, what else do you bring? Aunty won't know what's going on in your family! Take it all back!" Mother Zheng quickly refused when Zhou Sitian was about to hand over the basket in her hand. .
Zhou Sitian couldn't help but look at Li Zheng, Li Zheng took the basket from his sister's hand with a smile, put it on the Zheng family's dining table, and lifted the hood of the basket. The mellow aroma of chicken soup spread out, and Zheng Xiaodong, who was doing his homework in the room, couldn't help sticking his head out.
"Auntie, this is cooked by the old hen that Vice-Captain Yang came to deliver last time. My sister and I have small appetites and can't eat so much, so it will be wasted. Besides, Brother Xiaodong will be taking the college entrance examination next year. When it's critical, it's time to make up." Li Zheng said sincerely.
These words speak to Mother Zheng's heart. Although she knows that her son's grades are not good, she is still looking forward to the legendary college entrance examination that can make people "jump the carp". I heard that the one with the best grades in the bastard's class has an egg a day at home.
"This..." Zheng's mother was obviously hesitant.
Li Zheng didn't care about Zheng's mother, he turned around and greeted Zheng Xiaodong with a smile, "Brother Xiaodong, come and eat chicken legs."
Zheng Xiaodong swallowed his saliva. He looked at Zheng's mother, and then at Zhou Sitian, who was standing quietly beside him, and walked slowly to the dining table.
Seeing her son's appearance, Zheng's mother finally refused to let her down. "Let's eat, let's save some for your dad!" She said angrily.