Return To 1977 Chapter 336: Giving eggs
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Counting the days, August 20, 1978, it was time for Zhaoqing to deliver eggs to Hong Yanwu again.
But the reality is that the injury on Zhaoqing's back is still not healed, and he is still fighting with his father. It seems that he has no possibility of fulfilling the agreement.
But Zhaoqing is very kind. Although he is in trouble, he is still thinking about this matter in his heart.
So two days in advance, he told his father that there was still a good customer named Hong Yanwu in the capital, and asked if he could be let out temporarily until he could figure out a way to handle the matter of delivering eggs to others, and then go home and continue to be punished.
Dad Zhaoqing supported his son's thoughts. Because his education for his children is to deal with others and put integrity first. When you promise something to others, you should do it to the best of your ability. Otherwise, it is morally deficient and not upright.
It was just that it was raining, and he was afraid of getting Zhaoqing's back wet. Secondly, he was also afraid that his son would take the opportunity to meet Xiaoqin. Then reach some kind of alliance and consensus. So he didn't agree with Zhaoqing to go out. Instead, he decided to take on the task of delivering eggs himself.
Zhao Qing was worried about this, so he advised his father.
"You haven't been to the capital in twenty years, and the city has changed a lot. Besides, it's raining, and the day after tomorrow will be the day. Even if the rain stops, the ground will still be muddy. It's a trivial matter to drop an egg. , you are sixty, don’t break it again.”
Ke Zhaoqing's father smiled brightly and didn't care.
"The address you mentioned is the nunnery in Nancheng, the one with the cross-street building? As long as it doesn't have legs, I can find it with my eyes closed."
"Besides, don't worry about the rain and difficult roads. You have never practiced martial arts with me, so you don't understand. In fact, regardless of martial arts, as long as people who practice martial arts have some real ability, they will definitely be able to walk. ."
"If nothing else, the mountain roads in Wudang Mountain are much more dangerous than here. My master Xu Benshan is 70 years old. He can go up and down the mountain from Zixiao Palace and back in less than an hour and a half after the rain. He only has a pair of shoes. , at most there were a few mud spots on my socks. It only took me half an hour to reach the top of Jiulong Mountain in the strong wind."
"On the other hand, you should worry about yourself. If you don't want to understand, it will never be good for you. I will have to put a padlock on you when the time comes, so you can stay in the house..."
Just like that, on August 20th, Zhaoqing's father picked up Zhaoqing's big rattan basket, filled it with half a basket of eggs, and set off for the capital at five o'clock in the morning.
Not to mention, although the "Saturday Day" has not yet broken out on this day, it is a rare comfortable weather after two days of heavy rain.
The light rain has not completely stopped, but there is no need to hold an umbrella and the clothes will not get wet. The air along the way is filled with warm water vapor and the fragrance of green grass, which is very refreshing.
Dad Zhaoqing is indeed not bragging. He learned the true teachings of Xu Laodao in Baiyun Temple back then. Although the "flying on the grass" under his feet could not really make him fly, it could not reach the point where his feet were not touched by mud. But it is still possible to be able to walk at a constant speed for a long time, to walk like the wind, without slipping or sinking, and staying on an even footing.
In fact, despite his age, he doesn't take any transportation. But because I lived in a mountain village and practiced my feet every day, I took a break during the seventy or eighty miles journey, and within five hours I reached the capital.
Of course, he has not been to the capital for twenty years, and as someone who cares about the capital wholeheartedly, he will inevitably look around, looking for memories from back then. So once we passed Caihu Camp, we slowed down a bit and our eyes were a bit tired.
Today's capital is indeed very different from what he remembered.
Just like in the past, when he used to fly horses and hawks, the wild teahouses where he rested on the road are gone. Even the reed marshes and mass graves that he was used to seeing in Taoranting have become neatly planned and green grass. Park.
The areas that used to be deserted have now become lively streets.
Those meat shops, pastry shops, oil and salt shops, noodle shops, fruit shops, meat dumplings, clothing shops, steamer shops, Beijing paper shops, duster shops, fragrant wax shops, Mingyi shops, and shroud shops The village, the coffin shop, the carriage house, and the horse and carriage shop all disappeared.
Instead, there are comprehensive state-owned stores with signs such as "Xinxin", "Hongguang" and "Limin".
The ground that can stir up loess when the wind blows has turned into an asphalt road.
There are no longer pack sedans, carriages, clang cars and rickshaws running up there. Instead, there are big loaf-shaped buses, full of cargo, shiny cars, and bicycles and tricycles that move around like flowing water.
Everything is organized and everything is orderly.
The only thing that made him feel uncomfortable was that the towering city walls and gates had disappeared. It was actually completely demolished, and not a single bit was left, making the capital completely unlike the capital.
This inevitably makes him feel that things have changed and people have changed, and he is full of vicissitudes of life. At the same time, I sincerely lamented the rapid development of modern cities. The atmosphere here is far from comparable to the countryside.
But this way, he couldn't understand it even more. Such a nice place, why doesn't Zhaoqing want to come?
It can be seen that all the young boys are sitting in the countryside and being stupid! There is only a little Qin in my eyes, and I can’t see the excitement outside at all!
This further proves the necessity for people to come out and see the world!
Thinking of this, Zhaoqing's father couldn't help but become anxious. He was no longer so interested. It seemed that the better the scenery in the capital, the worse his mood became. So I once again seized the time, identified the direction of Guanyin Temple, and started on my way.
I really have to say here that people from the old capital are people from the old capital.
Although more than twenty years have passed, the capital's environment has changed drastically, many new streets and alleys have been added, and the recognizable road signs of the past have basically disappeared. But with his sense of direction, Zhaoqing's father successfully found Fululi.
As soon as he entered this alley that seemed to have been frozen in time, he completely felt the connection with the past. Without any hesitation or hindrance, we found the west courtyard smoothly. The time at this time was only a quarter past eleven.
What I didn't expect was that there was a lock on the door of the Chen family, and Zhaoqing's father was rejected.
Zhaoqing really neglected this point. He knew Hong Yanwu's life pattern. Every time he went to the city, he would sell some eggs first and then go to the door in the afternoon. But he forgot to tell his father, which resulted in the current situation of missing people.
In fact, it doesn't matter if you wait. The key thing is that the weather is getting cloudy again. Based on Zhaoqing's father's experience, it's about to rain.
And he didn’t know for sure, and he didn’t know when he would come back. How long would it take for him to go there?
This put him in a dilemma. He wanted to entrust the eggs to his next door neighbor, but he couldn't control the money. Besides, people’s minds are not fully understood. If you meet someone who has no conscience and swallows it and refuses to recognize it, then it will be difficult to explain the matter later.
Fortunately, just as he was thinking hard, a person came in from outside the courtyard. It was Shui Qing who had just returned from buying tofu.
She has a kind nature and the warmest heart. I saw an old man standing at the door of Chen's house, with a large basket of eggs under his feet. Come and talk to me proactively.
Dad Zhaoqing couldn’t tell his purpose directly. Because reselling eggs was not allowed at that time, the slogan "cut off the tail of capitalism" was still on people's lips in the village. So he claimed to be a relative of Hong Yanwu, and asked Shui Qing to find out when Hong Yanwu and Chen Liquan would return.
He didn't expect Shui Qing to laugh as soon as he heard it.
"Uncle, you are definitely not a relative of Xiao Wu. Otherwise, you wouldn't know that his family actually lives in the east courtyard, which is Quanzi's home."
Dad Zhaoqing couldn't help but feel embarrassed at these words.
However, Shui Qing was very knowledgeable and knowledgeable, so he quickly felt relieved.
"Uncle, it's okay. I won't ask why you came. But they will have to come back at least after noon. It's going to rain soon. I think it's very inappropriate for you to wait like this. Otherwise, I'll take you to Xiao Wu's house in the east courtyard. His parents should be there. If you have anything to do, you can tell them. Or you can just go to my house to drink some water and eat something and wait for them to come back... ”
Dad Zhaoqing was very touched by Shui Qing's enthusiasm, thoughtfulness and sincerity. He had met many people in his life, and after hearing these words, he was absolutely sure that Shui Qing was a kind and good girl.
There is absolutely nothing to be uneasy or distrustful about such a person. I can only thank you hurriedly.
"Girl, you are so spiritual and kind-hearted. Please take me to the east courtyard to find Xiao Wu's parents. I have something else to do, so I won't wait. Thank you!"
"You're welcome, uncle. Then wait for me."
Just like that, after Shui Qing put the tofu home, he directly led Zhaoqing's father to the east courtyard to find Hong Yanwu's parents.
Go up the high steps of the east courtyard and step into the mottled paint gate. Shui Qing led Zhao Qing's father step by step around the uneven and winding roads in the courtyard, past the jujube tree, and into the innermost part of the east courtyard, the Hong family's territory.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the two of them entered the place, they smelled a strong aroma of porridge.
The smell can only prove one thing. A pot of sticky rice porridge has been cooked to an unprecedented level and is ready to be cooked.
This is exactly what happened. Shui Qing smelled the smell and went straight to the small kitchen of the Hong family. She shouted at the door, "Aunt Hong, an uncle is looking for Xiao Wu. He and Quanzi haven't come yet. I I brought you home.”
In the small kitchen, there was also a response. "It's Qing'er, thank you. I'll put down the pot in my hand and come."
Not long after, Wang Yunlin emerged from the kitchen.
She just turned off the fire and moved the porridge pot, still holding a bowl with mustard knots in her hand. But there is no trace of Saturn or greasiness in his body, he looks so clean and neat, and he looks so energetic.
The moment she raised her eyes to look at Zhaoqing's father, and the moment Zhaoqing's father also looked at her, the most unexpected moment in her life happened!
On the spot, not only Zhaoqing's father was stunned, but Wang Yunlin was also completely motionless. Then she let go and the bowl in her hand fell to the ground, smashing into pieces.
Shui Qing, who was watching, realized something was wrong, but she had not yet asked a question. The two old men had already spoken.
Dad Zhaoqing's lips were trembling as he called out Wang Yunlin's name.
"Yunlin...why is it you?"
Wang Yunlin's tears couldn't stop flowing down, and the words in her mouth were even more shocking.
"Brother...is it really you?"
At this time, when Shui Qing took a closer look, she realized that the two people in front of her looked really similar.
It was clear just now that they were not, so how could they become real relatives in the blink of an eye?
The scene in front of me is really like a "story", it is quite bizarre. But this is clearly happening around us, happening right now...