If Zhao Yongqing is a grumpy or authoritarian father, he will surely slap such a "little apostate" daughter so that she will never guarantee to take care of these bad things.
But...Zhao Yongqing at this meeting listened to her daughter's ridiculous comments, and was choked for a while, then angrily black face, and finally fell into deep thought.
Zhao Lanxiang remembered that her father abandoned the iron rice bowl in his forehead in the 1980s and ran to the sea to do business. Although he did not make a fortune or make a fortune, there were people in suits carrying briefcases and some people called the boss .
Moss's hair was so polished that he couldn't mention the tide of his black leather shoes.It is a pity that Xiao Huzi was too brainwashed by his grandfather. Finally, he did not inherit his family business and went to work as a poor public security officer.
Zhao Yongqing thought for a moment, and finally said with a serious face: "If you lack money, I will give you."
"Don't sell anything to eat, it's dangerous."
"Your father and mother only have your daughter. If you were caught and squatted in prison, I wouldn't recognize your daughter."
Zhao Lanxiang responded obediently. She felt that her father should not be refuted at this moment.He didn't know the reform and opening up one year later. He had his scruples. If she was so confused about the future, she could communicate with her child so calmly.
Zhao Lanxiang said with a smile: "Thank you dad."
She divided the pockets of the New Year's drums into red and wrapped them in red packets.When the firecrackers downstairs began to crackle, she took out a red envelope from her arms and handed it to Zhao Yongqing.
"Happy New Year!" Zhao Lanxiang said.
Zhao Yongqing couldn't help but smoked, and there was pain in the back of his head.
Little Huzi shouted, covering his ears downstairs and giggling, and after a burst of lively firecrackers passed, he ran up like a whirlwind and took Zhao Lanxiang's hand with great interest.
"Girl, let's go to firecrackers!"
"Dad go!"
He handed the fragrance in his hand to Zhao Yongqing, his palms were sticky and soaked, the child's body was like a small stove, and he ran for a while in a vest full of sweat.Zhao Yongqing took the incense and took his son down the stairs. His wife had already hung the firecrackers he bought at the door.
"Light the firecrackers for the New Year..."
He struck a match to light the incense and used it to detonate the firecrackers.
Little Huzi stared at the red dust splashing in the firecrackers, clapped with joy, and even forgot to cover his ears.Zhao Lanxiang covered his ears for him, and the child's eyes grew brighter.
Really energetic, like the little sun.
Looking at the pair of pure and clear eyes, Zhao Lanxiang remembered another pair of deep dark eyes, which were vast and dark, attractive like a vortex.
I don't know how He Songbai is doing in the country. Do they eat the lively reunion dinner like they do today, listening to the lively sound of firecrackers.However, Zhao Lanxiang knows that he must still be killing pigs in his 30s, but he always spares no effort to work if he is allowed to catch a chance to turn over.
Refuse to let go of himself.
Miss him very much.Zhao Lanxiang gazed at the gradually darkened sky, gazed at the dark night without the moon, and felt the joy of living in the same world as him.
This feeling is really happy, and now, the moonlight will shine on her as if it were on her.
After 12 o'clock in the middle of the night, Zhao Lanxiang fed Xiaohuzi a little sour juice to digest.
Xiao Huzi longed for the authenticity: "This year's festival is so delicious."
"Is there still rice cake to eat tomorrow?"
"Yes, but you can't eat anymore at night."
Xiao Huzi made a pity in regret and rubbed his eyes in a drowsiness. "I like Chinese New Year."
Zhao Lanxiang couldn't help laughing, who doesn't like this New Year.In an era of scarce supplies, the New Year is the memory of a generation.She will always remember the mother's fried Sixi balls, the minced meat is minced and kneaded into deep-fried balls.Such a precious bite is a delicacy that can only be tasted during the New Year.Although she was not good at cooking, the fragrant and tender meatballs renewed her love for food.
In order to celebrate the New Year, the whole family has been busy for half a month, busy and happy. This strong taste of the year is not comparable to later generations, and it is really memorable.
...
On New Year's Day, Zhao's family of four went to the mountains to grab the first fragrance.The temple can't be worshiped, and it was completely destroyed when it was broken.
However, the traditions passed down by the ancestors for nearly a thousand years were not shifted by the will of a small number of people. The Zhao Yongqing family quickly went down the mountain after inserting the three incense sticks. Many people they met along the way were in a hurry. Stay there without saying hello.
Gu Ma, who had washed the fruit, glanced at Gu Gong with her waist, and Gu Gong honestly ate dim sum.
Zhao Lanxiang also let Gu Ma taste some sweet rice cakes.
Gu Gong said: "Children's mother, this is the little Zhao who often helps me in the country."
"The craftsmanship is better, you will try it soon."
Gu Ma took Zhao Lanxiang for a while with a smile, asked Gu Gong about the country, and looked at Zhao Lanxiang with a motherly smile.
Zhao Lanxiang couldn't bear the repeated bombardment of Gu Ma. He coughed lightly and said, "Auntie, I still have something to do. Let me retreat first."
Gu Shuoming went to the toilet and released his hand, and found that his mother had asked all the girls.He sent Zhao Lanxiang out of the army, and he turned back to his mother and said, "Don't hit her idea."
"She is here to introduce me."
Gu Ma akimbo, turned his face and growled: "If you have the ability to take back the person she introduced, it is not acceptable here, it is not suitable there, this is not right, that is not that, you will be fucking!"
Gu Shuoming was smirked by his mother and said vaguely: "I'm out."
...
Before Zhao Lanxiang walked out of the army's door, he accidentally ran into Jiang Jianjun who had returned from City B in a hurry.
Pretending not to see it, she crossed the gate straight and walked to the street.
Jiang Jianjun, who had not closed his eyes for two days and two nights and was dragging his luggage tired, didn't realize it until he walked a hundred meters away. He threw away his luggage and hurried to the street.
He went to the person and caught her hand.
"Why don't you say hello when you meet?"
Despite the tiredness on his face and the red blood on his eyes, he did not detract from his handsomeness.His faint voice had a very thick magnetism, and he smiled a little at this moment, vigorously exerting the charm he could have.
Zhao Lanxiang raised his head and silently shook his hand away.
She seemed pleasantly surprised but greeted normally: "Are you back?"
Jiang Jianjun nodded and smiled, "Yeah, I'm back. The last time I asked you something important, it turned out to be a task."
Zhao Lanxiang said: "I have something important to tell you."
She took a deep breath and said happily: "Aren't you particularly annoying me, um... I won't see you again, I have someone I like. I also wish you a better life in the future."
Jiang Jianjun's bright smile didn't have time to spread, and he suddenly froze his lips.
The author has something to say: *
small theater:
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