Bai Fumei in the 70’s

After a while, the nurse retrieved a bunch of letters from the duty room, a total of eight letters.

The cover is white and the handwriting is delicate and delicate, looking like a letter written by a woman. The nurse did not have much time to read, but was taken away by the chief.

Jiang Jianjun opened it one by one, and the sweet and lovely atmosphere belonging to his daughter's family overflowed from the letter. He looked at it line by line, staring at it for a long time.

Jiang Jianjun glanced at the calendar again, and Ying Ting's eyebrows were completely darkened. This day... just happened to hit the preparation period of the military exercise in the G Military Region.

Three months, Lanxiang.

...

Zhao Lanxiang came back with a thin piece of big unity and some sugar tickets in his heart, and he was filled with satisfaction.

When she passed the young seedling brigade, she went to Liang Tiezhu and ordered a list of ten pounds of flour, ten pounds of glutinous rice and a bag of Shanzhen.

Tie Zhu quickly quoted the price, "Four dollars and eight cents."

Zhao Lanxiang gave him six yuan.

She said: "I have to buy food from you in the future, so I am so embarrassed to let you work for me in vain, so I don't need to change it."

Where did Liang Tiezhu dare to ask for her money, he said: "Brother knows he will beat me in the future."

Zhao Lanxiang asked suspiciously, "What does this have to do with your brother?"

Liang Tiezhu looked at her straight, with unabashed teasing in his eyes.

Zhao Lanxiang turned his head away, not expecting this kid's eyes to be so poisonous. When He Songbai was still stupid, he saw through.

She suddenly coughed, "Low-key, don't reveal it, or your brother will be angry."

Liang Tiezhu nodded to show loyalty.

Zhao Lanxiang returned to Hezitun with satisfaction after ordering food. Although he had been working all day, he came back early. In the afternoon, Zhao Lanxiang took a nap and went to work on time.

She pushed the small cart to load the debris, but unexpectedly a young man was working for Zhou Jiazhen.

She walked over, and the young man immediately blushed and said with a whisper: "I, I came here to see that you didn't come to work today, so I came to take the hand."

Zhao Lanxiang glanced at the piles of rubble that had been shoveled almost clean, and accidentally glanced at Zhou Jiazhen.

Zhou Jiazhen said, "Thank you, comrade, go back and work!"

Zhao Lanxiang said: "All the work is done, this taste is really cool."

Zhou Jiazhen hummed and said, "Don't he come to work for you every day?"

"How is he doing now, is the injury better?"

She was a bit worried, "Oh! Used to his job, I am lazy with all my bones. Today you are not here yet, and my waist is almost straight."

Zhao Lanxiang said with a smile: "Then today is really thanks to Comrade Wu, otherwise you will be tired of you. Looking back, we must thank him for his warm heart."

She touched her face and felt a bit bad.

Zhou Jiazhen unknowingly pushed the cart to pick the stones. After she filled the cart with stones, she ran across her face blushing red and twisted Zhao Lanxiang angrily.

"Her second child did not thank, thank him for his strength and thanks!"

Zhou Jiazhen finished speaking and explained in a small voice: "I wasn't watching "How Steel Made" some time ago? He saw it and was very happy to share his experience with me. We talked a few words."

Zhao Lanxiang said decently, "This is a good book. You need to communicate more and communicate with each other to benefit."

Zhou Jiazhen said: "Then I will communicate with you."

Zhao Lanxiang quickly waved his hand, "I haven't finished reading. Communicating with people who haven't finished is playing the piano with cattle. Or people like Comrade Wu who have read extensively can keep up with your thoughts."

Zhou Jiazhen squeezed Zhao Lanxiang fiercely again, and puffed the stones out angrily.

After leaving work, Zhao Lanxiang didn’t make dinner that night. Besides the fact that He Sanya was younger and grieved, her elder sister He smiled. She ate sweet potato rice in a mouthful of sweet, as if she were a bowl It is the same as Shanzhen and Haiwei. Zhao Lanxiang also ate a sweet meal of sweet potato brown rice. Although there was no oil or water, the stomach that had eaten a lot of oil recently was well received. After all, the brown grains are greasy and digestible.

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In the middle of the night, Zhao Lanxiang was suddenly awakened by a bleak cry. She was agitated and turned and crawled up.

Holding a kerosene lamp, she followed the voice and walked to Granny's room.

A ray of light leaked into the black room, and the old man wailed and wailed on the bed. The sunken eyes were covered with blue fog, and the dim light appeared strangely miserable.

Grandma lifted her hazy tears and said angrily, "Go out!"

Zhao Lanxiang quickly retreated and left the lamp on the table.

She asked outside, "What's wrong with Granny?"

Granny ignored her.

Zhao Lanxiang said very few things to her grandmother after she lived in the He's house. The old man didn't want to take care of the strangers. For the first time, holding the idea of ​​meeting her grandmother who had never met her in the past, she took the bowl of rice and Sister He quickly stopped her.

Occasionally, I met the brother and sister of the He family when they pushed the old man out to bask in the sun. When Granny looked at Zhao Lanxiang as a stranger, her eyes were unique and indifferent.

Sister He was quickly awakened by Zhao Lanxiang. She hugged her grandmother and caressed her ricket's back. In the dark night, she couldn't compare gestures. The old man cried sadly by holding her hand: "Is Brother Bo gone?"

Sister He took the lamp and said to her grandmother: "No."

"Don't worry, he is fine."

"Is he gone?" The old man wiped his tears sadly.

Zhao Lanxiang looked at Yu Xin and couldn't bear it and went to wake He Songbai up.

He has been asleep for several days since he was injured.

He Songbai saw the woman sitting by the bed in the middle of the night and his heart was beating violently. When he woke up, he realized that Zhao Lanxiang was shaking him.

He rubbed his hair, dumb and inaudible, with a taste of almost collapse.

He said almost silently: "What's wrong with you?"

Zhao Lanxiang said: "Grandma cried and couldn't hide it. Go and see her. She hasn't seen you for three days and thought you were gone."

He Songbai heard that he suddenly sat up and started to remove the bandage board.

Zhao Lanxiang stopped his hand, "Don't be so naive, wait for you to limping past, can't she see it?"

He Songbai heard a choke, and he stood up and limped to the grandmother's room.

Granny Li saw her grandson with hands and feet fixed on the wooden board, touched his hand, touched his foot, and touched his head, his eyes were crying blindly, "My poor brother..."

He Songbai hugged her grandmother and comforted her in silence.

After a while, he found that she was still crying, and said helplessly: "It won't break my hands or feet, I'll be fine in a few days."

Grandma's tears stopped, she cried for a while and fell asleep quickly, and after she fell asleep, she grumbled pitifully from time to time.

He Songbai said: "I have long said that I can't hide her, you still don't believe it."

Sister He glared at her brother and said fiercely, "Sleep."

He Songbai shrugged helplessly and returned to his house.

He found that Zhao Lanxiang was still sitting in his house, he knocked on the door, "Go back to sleep."

Zhao Lanxiang suddenly talked about the daytime and asked, "Peach blossoms are exchanged for wine money...What a strange check mark?"

He Songbai said lightly: "What's strange, are you going to meet someone today?"

Those one, two, three, four, five, secret signs that go up the mountain and don't dance are strange.

Zhao Lanxiang said: "He didn't speak, he led me in directly."

Zhao Lanxiang grunted: "Pick peach blossoms for wine money, and peach blossoms for wine money."

She pondered it and said, "The world laughs at me because I'm too mad, I laugh at others. I don't see Wuling Hero Tomb, and there is no flower and no wine **** for fields. Gee..."

Zhao Lanxiang said thoughtfully: "Isn't these sour poems taught by your grandma?"

"Her old man is very educated and taught you how to write. I watched her as kind to you, but why didn't she take care of me?"

This last sentence is what Zhao Lanxiang wanted to ask.

He Songbai's lips twitched, and the tone was casual: "Are you not my mother-in-law yet, you started to care about my grandma's attitude?"

Zhao Lanxiang twisted him angrily.

He Songbai thought for a while and said, "She is kind, but her life is very bitter and very bitter, and she still has some resentment in her heart. If you throw it on your head, don't blame her. In fact, she distrusts everyone except us ."

Seeing the woman's eyes full of curiosity, He Songbai had a posture that he could talk to the knee late at night. He Songbai's brain hurt.

He pulled the man up and hurried to the door. "Sleep and go back to your house!"

The author has something to say: Taohuaan in Taohuawu, and Taohuaxian in Taohuaan.

The peach blossom fairy planted peach trees and picked peach blossoms for wine.

Wake up only sits in front of the flowers, after the drink came to sleep.

Half awake and half drunk day after day, the flowers bloom year after year.

I hope the old dead flower wine room, unwilling to bow in front of the horse.

Ma Chen's chariots are interesting for those who are noble, and those with poor calendula branches are destined to be poor.

If we compare wealth to chariots, his wealth is my leisure.

The world laughed at me because I was too mad. I laughed at others.

No tomb of Wuling heroes, no flowers and no wine **** farmland.

——>The poker from Tang Bohu.

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PS: Suddenly thought of a small theater

When Bo Ge went to the black market on the first day:

Brother Black Market: You choose a secret code pair yourself

Brother Ge wrote decently: Picking peach blossoms for wine money again, and Tian Zuohui wine without flowers

The black market brother's brain hurts: what broken code.

Brother Ge said contemptuously: It's better to go to the mountains, grass, and grass without dancing. People will understand it when they hear it.