227. Bad news

The grandparents and grandchildren said something in the room for a long time, and Zhang Lan and the others didn't bother them. After separating for so long, they should also say something.

At noon, Lao Chen led his eldest grandson to give a formal salute to everyone. Wang Zhenhe and others also knew that Chen Xu was also an educated youth who went to the countryside this time. He changed places with others before he tried to come to Wang Zhenhe's production team to jump the queue.

Wang Zhenhe was happy to hear the news and patted his thigh. "Good boy is good. Although it's a little remote in our place, it's good to be with your grandfather. In the future, you can eat and live in our house. If you are an educated youth, don't go. I guess your food is not much better, "

Mr. Chen can't wait for this. He can suffer less from his grandson to eat and live in the Wang family, and the accommodation conditions in the production team compound are not good. He has personally experienced it.

Chen Xu was a little embarrassed. They all came together, as if they had to listen to the organization's arrangement. "Uncle, is this okay? Is there anything to say in the team?"

I don't know how Chen Xu first came here, but Wang Zhenhemenqing waved his hand, "It's okay, just stay here at ease, stay with your classmates during the day, eat and sleep at our house, and leave the rest of the matter to me."

The educated youth came to settle down. Wang Zhenhe greeted the captain. Liu Changlin learned that Chen Xu was the grandson of Mr. Chen.

When Chen Xu came, it happened that the Wang family happened to kill pigs. Today, there are several families in the village who kill New Year's pigs. For a while, the strong atmosphere of the New Year appeared, and the sound of killing pigs came one after another.

The old pig of the Wang family is still the fattest in the village. There is no way that the Wang family has enough food. There is no shortage of bran, bean dregs and so on. Zhang Lan is trying her best to give his pigs to eat. If it is not fat, it will be strange.

When killing pigs, Wang Zhenhai's family and Chen Xu's good friends came to help. This is also what Wang Qian asked her father to do. He asked Chen Xu to lead a few good ones to improve. It's not easy to be so far from home. Besides, it's inevitable that Chen Xu will have to go back in the future when It's good for everyone to take care of you when you go back. These hard-working educated youths have a lot of skills after returning to the city.

Wang Juan and Zhang Lan shaved the pig's head and the hair on the pig's feet with the hot water in the pot. The two sisters helped to burn the fire. Both pots started, and the wind box was pulled in their hands.

"Sister-in-law, I asked Mingshan to help you sell the pigskin to the supply and marketing agency. This year, they happened to collect the pigskin. Our family sold it for less than 20 yuan. I guess your family must have more than 20 yuan. Look how fat this pig is."

The two of them worked happily. Wang Zhenhai took his son and Mingcheng to the outside, that is, they poured out everything in the pig's intestines and turned them over to clean them.

Wang Yu covered his nose and looked, "Dad, it stinks. Why don't you think it stinks?"

Wang Zhenhai looked at his daughter and said, "Dear, don't smell stinky at this time. When you eat blood sausages, it will be delicious. Some people like to eat this stinky smell. Didn't you see that there are special fried sausages in restaurants in the city? The price is not cheap."

Mingcheng helped flush with water, "Sister, it will be delicious when we eat sausage."

Wang Zhenhai's family also did not kill pigs today. It is not enough to feed the volunteer pigs. It is said that the children at home are old, and their appetite can also be eaten, and there is no extra food to feed the pigs.

Wang Zhenhe discussed with his daughter-in-law and put ten catties of meat for the eldest brother's family for Wang Minglin to send it back. Wang Juan was really sorry about this matter.

"Sister and sister, I feel embarrassed that we always open our mouths to eat you."

Zhang Lan said with a smile, "Sister-in-law, you're welcome. They are all a family. How can there be so much attention? If you eat one more bite, I will eat less. What do you care? When the child is old, our life will be better and better."

The two concubines quickly cleaned up their heads and feet and quickly made the most important pig-killing dishes today. Wang Juan took her daughter to help the enema, and Zhang Lan was busy cleaning up the food.

The pig-killing dish at noon made those educated youths almost full. Even at home, they can't eat such delicious food, and they are so oily.

After dinner, Zhang Lan cut a piece of pork and asked Wang Zhenhe to give it to Wang Desheng. "Zhenghe, you send this meat to your father. No matter what, Dad hasn't done anything to us after all. It's a little bit of our intention if you send this meat to him."

Wang Zhenhe left with meat and a very heavy heart.

It is impossible to invite more than a dozen educated youths to come over for dinner today, but Zhang Lan also brought them a pot of pig-killing vegetables back. It's not that there are too many things in his house, but for Chen Xu's sake. At least they all came here in batches. On the way, even if they have no feelings Chen Xu can't eat and drink in their house, and then turn around and be rejected by others.

"Mom, don't forget to give it to the old lady later. Our family received a lot of favors from others at the beginning."

Zhang Lan nodded with a smile, "Mom can't forget it. I'll ask your brother to send it to you later."

Before the Spring Festival, Zhang Lan led her child to send New Year's goods to Zhang Wan's old couple. She wanted to invite the old couple to their house for the Spring Festival, but Geng Lianhua refused.

During the Spring Festival, Hao Lianchun, a courtyard in the capital, opened the package he had just received and couldn't help but be happy when he saw what was inside. "Lao Zuo, look at Lan'er and they sent us delicious food. You see, there is honey and the boss's shrimp. Hey, why is there a letter in it

Hao Lianchun opened the envelope curiously. As soon as Zuo Zhanshan, who was bored, heard that a letter was coming, he stood up from the chair and came over to see what was written on the letter.

Hao Lianchun opened the letter paper and wrote a story about an old scholar who was in his 60s.

Zuo Zhanshan and Hao Lianchun looked at each other doubtfully, "Old man, I'm right. How can I write such a story from afar? What on earth does this mean? Are you afraid that our old couple will be lonely?

The old lady didn't touch her mind for a while, but Mr. Zuo stared at the handwriting on it and remembered what happened in the Wang family, and his frown gradually stretched out. "Honey, look if this is written by Qianqian. If she wrote it, it's right."

The old man looked at Hao Lianchun with a clear look, "Of course, I can still see Qianqian's handwriting. It was written by the little girl, that's right." Hao Lianchun gave the answer with certainty.

"Old man, you mean..."

The old man nodded aside, "I'll talk to Lao Wu later. At this time, we can't do anything and don't say much. Stay at home and have a chance in the future."

Zuo Zhanshan threw down this sentence excitedly and went next door to call Lao Wu.

After Hao Lianchun understood what was going on, he happily picked up the things sent by the Wang family and went to the kitchen to make honey water for the old man to drink.

In a blink of an eye, he came in seven or six years. Mr. Chen grasped the study of a few children when he had nothing to do at home. This time, his grandson came. Although Chen Xu graduated from high school, the old man still caught him to study together, and said that it was too late to learn.

At noon on January 8, 1976, a sad news came from the small radio hanging on the wall that Premier Zhou, whom people loved, had passed away, which immersed the whole country in pain.

The members automatically and consciously began to make small white flowers to wear on their chests, with their arms wrapped in black gauze. All the people who were working put down the tools in their hands. Everyone gathered around the radio and listened to the news and cried bitterly, especially for adults, both men and women, their feelings for the Prime Minister could not be described in Although they also cried with the adults, they didn't know what it was for. They just knew that the adults cried and they also cried.

Wang Qian's heart was a little heavy, so Zhang Lan put white flowers and black gauze on them. Seeing her mother's tears, she couldn't help but feel sad.

Reborn, she is very lucky to have such a happy family, but facing the death of her beloved Premier Zhou again, she sighed in her heart. There are some things that she can't change, and the wheels of history are still moving forward according to the original trajectory.

At this time, she remembered the article "Premier Zhou, where are you?" written by Ke Yan. This article fully writes about people's longing for the beloved Premier Zhou. Even in later generations, she can't help crying, not to mention feeling the sad atmosphere in it at this time.

Every day, the members stayed under the big radio in the production team, listening to the latest news of the Prime Minister and crying while listening. For a moment, the whole village was shrouded in sadness and gloom.

When the broadcast began to broadcast the scene of the male commentator's live broadcast of the ten-mile long street sending the prime minister, there was a lot of crying in the production team compound, and some elderly people cried and fainted. The good prime minister in people's minds left them and left the world.

Because Premier Zhou passed away a year ago, every family did not have any atmosphere during the Spring Festival during the Spring Festival. It's a matter for everyone to just have a hasty meal. Older people even sat together and shed tears and recalled the details of the Prime Minister, because they felt the most deeply. It was these people who liberated everyone. From a slave to a master.

During the Spring Festival, a group of young educated youths also came to Wang's house to pay a New Year call. They couldn't go back. The home was too far away. Everyone who had no place to go gathered at Wang Zhenhe's house to play. They received these young couple warmly and specially invited them to have a meal. It was the The food was full of oil. Until these people returned to the city, they still thought about the food that the Wang family let them eat in those years, and also the good of the husband and wife, and the good time they had in the Wang family.

The news of the Prime Minister's death has been in people's minds for a long time. With the pace of spring approaching, it is another year's spring sowing season. Gradually, the members who have come out of grief have devoted themselves to a new round of labor production.

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