Accidentally Born in the ‘60s:

Zhen Zhen didn't see the sweet-scented osmanthus for more than half a month. After eating, she waited for Wang Sufen to wash her hands and face and climbed to the side of the sweet-scented sweet-scented osmanthus. She stood up with difficulty with her arms, and her two little hands tried to hug her. neck.

Osmanthus smiled and held Zhen Zhen in her arms, kissing her chubby face twice: "Did you miss your sister-in-law?" Zhen Zhen smiled and stretched out her chubby hand, holding a yellow-orange-orange Girl, try to stuff Osmanthus into the mouth.

Osmanthus bowed her head and took a bite, picked up Zhen Zhen to look at the things she brought back, and saw that the kang in the north was full of bright red kettles, enamel washbasins, spittoons, sheets, quilts face, pillow covers, and a plastic mirror with red peonies on the back. Zhen Zhen stared at the things on the kang in a stunned manner, she couldn't think of how many cloth bags Mingxi and Osmanthus were carrying before they brought them back.

Osmanthus opened an oiled paper bag and took out a few pieces of fabric inside. When Mrs. Li was full, she quickly washed her hands and came over to take a look. She carefully shook off the little flower cloth on top and measured it from left to right on Zhen Zhen's body, her eyes were seamed with a smile: "Look at this The flowers printed on the top are so fresh, it makes our Zhen Zhen's little face look so watery."

Zhen Zhen also looked down, the foundation was printed with small red, green and blue flowers. Although it looked rustic, it was already a very good style in this place, not to mention in Beicha District, it is in Yidong Can't buy it in the city.

Ms. Li picked up the red lantern velvet cloth and compared it to Zhen Zhen, and began to ponder: "According to what I said before, the lantern velvet cloth is used as a cotton-padded jacket. I still have your uncle in my box. The red cotton cloth sent in 2019 is very soft, so I used that as lining for Zhen Zhen." Then he picked up the pink floral cloth: "The lantern velvet is thick, just wear it directly, you don't need to use this good material as a smock, until the spring is warm. Now, use this piece of cloth to make a jacket for Zhen Zhen, and it will look good when you go in and out."

Zhen Zhen nodded again and again, there is only one employee in the family, Li Muwu, cloth tickets and industrial tickets are paid along with the salary, and a year's lead is only enough to make a dress, sometimes at most two cloth heads are bought for beating patch. The clothes that I was born and wore were all dismantled and refurbished from the old clothes my brother wore. Although they were clean and very soft, the color was either black or gray. Zhen Zhen felt that wearing them on her body really affected her weight. cute doll.

The family finished eating one after another, and Osmanthus hurriedly got off the kang to help clean up. Wang Sufen stopped her and pushed her aside: "Just come back and rest, and you will be in the house tomorrow to take you and Mingdong's new cotton-padded jacket is done, you don't have to worry about these things at home."

Zhen Zhen looked at the yard and knew that there was a lot of work at home, she pulled up her hair and helped Wang Sufen pick up the table: "I've been sitting all the way back, and I can't get tired. You are tired of harvesting crops at home."

As soon as Wang Sufen thought of the harvest in her own field, she couldn't help but smile: "If there is such a good harvest every year, I am willing to be tired."

As soon as Zhen Zhen heard this, she raised her small chest proudly: If it wasn't for the fear that you were tired, it would be fine for you to take it back once a day.

When two people came back home, the speed of work was much faster. Li Muwu took his three sons to pick up grain in the back yard all day long. The three of them took turns pushing the stone mill to thresh the grain. His clothes were soaked in sweat and could be wringed out of water.

Mrs. Li and Wang Sufen are picking up the vegetables they grow at home. The storage that should be stored, the pickling, and the drying. They all depend on these for eating vegetables in winter. Now, Wang Sufen has drowned in another jar of kohlrabi lumps, which can be eaten by shredding in winter, and when the spring is green and yellow, it is also a good dish to fry in lard.

Osmanthus sits on the kang with her hands and feet neatly cut out like a picture, layer upon layer of cotton wool, Zhen Zhen sits on the opposite kang, eats fruit obediently, and when she is full, she lies on the windowsill and watches Li Muwu works with his three older brothers.

When the inside and outside of the house were cleaned up, and the weather gradually cooled down, Li Muwu took out the newspapers he had saved for a year, and pasted them outside the window layer by layer. Resist the whistling north wind and snowflakes in winter, and you are not afraid of blizzards. It's just that although the thickly-pasted newspaper blocks the wind, there is one thing that's particularly bad. The newspaper is too thick and can't let in light, and the room is instantly darkened. .

Just after November, Li Mingdong came back from Bingcheng. When Mrs. Li, who was sitting in the kitchen heard the door open, she looked up and saw her eldest grandson came back. The soil swept down, and asked him hastily: "Why are you coming back so early? School is on holiday?" Then he shouted again: "Osmanthus, hurry up, Dongzi is back."

Osmanthus also heard the voice, put down the half-made shoes and greeted them. The two had just been talking for half a month, and then they had been separated for two months. Mingdong and Osmanthus had been thinking about each other for a long time. not anymore. Mingdong was talking to Mrs. Li, but his eyes kept glancing at Osmanthus. When Osmanthus came back from Bingcheng, Mrs. Li and Wang Sufen didn't let her do any work outside. Much cleaner. In addition, these days, my hands have not done any other rough work except needlework. After scalding them with hot water at night, I smeared a layer of Gala oil from Mingdong, and the slender fingers became more and more white and tender.

Ming Dong's eyes fell from Osmanthus's face to her hands that lifted her hair again. This empty heart for two months was filled again. Osmanthus looked at Ming Dong staring at herself without blinking, her face was a little red, she pursed her lips, and her voice was like honey: "Brother Ming Dong, are you back?"

"Hey! Well, are you okay at home?" Mingdong asked stupidly.

"It's good." Osmanthus looked at Ming Dong with watery eyes, and she almost hooked Ming Dong's soul away.

Zhen Zhen was lying in Wang Sufen's arms, looking at the big brother and Osmanthus, they looked at each other so affectionately, the blushing and the bloodshot ears, but no one took a step forward, this time can make Zhen Zhen Zhenji is so anxious, will she fall in love? Can you hold a hand? At any rate, consider the feelings of the onlookers, okay?

Unfortunately, not all the people in the old Li family are as meticulous as Zhen Zhen, the two of them just said three words, Ming Nan and Ming Bei came in from outside, and the spectator Ming Dong rushed on him: " Brother, why did you come back so early? The second brother hasn't had a holiday yet."

Mingdong threw the two boys off, and then saw that Li Muwu and Wang Sufen had been standing behind him for some time, so he quickly stood up and shouted, "Dad, Mom."

Wang Sufen grinned happily: "Don't block the door, go in and talk on the kang."

Mingnan and Mingbei scrambled to deliver the luggage to Mingdong's house. The whole family put their slippers on the kang. Zhen Zhen got down from Wang Sufen's arms, climbed to the middle of Wang Sufen and Mingdong and sat down.

Ming Dong glanced at the little guy sitting next to him, smiled and patted her head: "It's only been a few months, and Zhen Zhen has grown a lot."

Zhen Zhen cracked open her mouth, revealing eight small teeth: "Brother!"

"It's so cute!" Ming Dong dragged a schoolbag that was placed on the edge of the kang, took a piece of candy from it and handed it to Zhen Zhen: "Hide it up, don't let your third and fourth brothers see it."

Zhen Zhen took the candy and put it in the small pocket of her clothes, and then leaned against Osmanthus's arms, listening to the adults. Mrs. Li saw that the candy paper looked very delicate and didn't look cheap, so she quickly asked, "Where did the candy come from?"

Ming Dong said: "For the candy tickets given by the fourth uncle, I bought ten pieces of toffee for Zhen Zhen to keep to eat, and I bought the rest of the ordinary fruit candy to entertain guests on the wedding day."

Old Mrs. Li nodded and said regretfully, "I forgot to explain to your fourth uncle, and I brought back a few pieces of good cakes. I don't like the thick ones, so I love these delicate ones. stuff."

Wang Sufen looked at the white and tender Zhen Zhen and couldn't help but smile and said, "She's all my mother's accustomed to, Dongzi and the others can't be fooled if they can eat enough when they are young, how can they dare to choose any coarse grains and fine grains? Yeah, they can't sleep if they can make three big pancakes for fun."

Old Mrs. Li tutted: "The little girl has a thin voice, it's not the same."

Zhen Zhen touched the toffee in her pocket and listened cheerfully to the adults, just listening and listening, Zhen Zhen realized that her sitting position was getting smaller and smaller. Zhen Zhen raised her head and looked at Ming Dong, only to see that he moved and moved, the closer he moved, the closer he got to the osmanthus flower, Zhen Zhen was squeezed unbearably, and crawled into Mrs. Li's arms again, sure enough, just sitting firmly here, there Mingdong was already close to the osmanthus.

Old Mrs. Li saw that her grandson was different from the awkward appearance before, and she felt that he was enlightened. She suddenly felt that it was not in vain to let Osmanthus go to Bingcheng, and the two of them had to be happy when they got married and lived. .

"Okay, Ming Dong is very tired when he just came back. Mother Dongzi, you are going to cook, and Mingnan and Mingbei are going to add firewood to your mother. Osmanthus and Dongzi go into the back room to discuss the matter of marriage. Let's see if I have time to go to the street to take a photo or something." Mrs. Li touched the cigarette bag and pot, but she saw her granddaughter put it down in her arms. She also got off the kang with Zhen Zhen in her arms: "Let's go, my mother will take you to the east room to eat pine nuts."

Old Mrs. Li left, and the others followed, Ming Dong stretched his neck and glanced at it, seeing that the door was closed, so he took the courage to hold Osmanthus' hand: "I originally wanted to give it to you. I'm writing a letter, but I'm afraid that Mingbei will open it and read it."

Osmanthus' little hand didn't dare to move in Mingdong's hand, her eyes fell from the two clasped hands to Mingdong's face, showing a bright smile: "Then next time you will Write sweet-scented osmanthus, and only give me a letter."

"Okay!" Ming Dong nodded earnestly, suddenly he remembered something, and quickly let go of Osmanthus's hand, pulled over the schoolbag and turned it over a few times, took out a small flower handkerchief from it and handed it to Osmanthus.

Osmanthus opened the handkerchief and saw a yellow round iron box inside. It looked very delicate. She looked at Mingdong in surprise: "Small cream?"

"En!" Ming Dong looked at Osmanthus, who couldn't put it down, and grinned happily: "I wanted to buy it for you last time, but I didn't have enough money. I saved another two months' allowance and finally gave it to you before going home. I bought it."

Osmanthus was moved but also a little worried. She looked at Ming Dong's obviously haggard appearance, and boldly reached out and touched his face: "You have lost a lot of weight? Did you not have enough food to buy this? ?"

"I'm full, really, we collected carrots on the farm a while ago, and after a while, we dragged one to the edge of the water to wash and nibble, and we had to eat seven or eight carrots a day, so you can be hungry ?" Ming Dongchao winked at Osmanthus, and Osmanthus grinned, just as he was about to take his hand off, Mingdong grabbed it back into his palm.

Even though Osmanthus is a generous and breezy girl, she is embarrassed to be looked at by someone she likes holding hands like this. She blushed to the base of her ears, and she became more and more charming and beautiful. Seeing her, Ming Dong felt itchy in his heart. He just wished he could get married sooner, so that he could kiss her in an upright manner.

In the east room, while Zhen Zhen was eating the pine nuts that Mrs. Li had peeled for herself, she regretted that she didn't see the scene where her eldest brother and Osmanthus were in love, and the little eyes of the two of them at the door just now were hooked and hooked. With a shy face, it must be fun to be alone.

Mingdong returned home, and preparing for the marriage became the top priority of the old Li family. When it was just cold, trucks with grain and non-staple food finally entered Beicha District. They all ran into the street with food stamps and meat stamps.

Old Li's family received two crops of grain in a row, both of which were bumper harvests. The family's grain reserves are enough to eat for one year next year. But there are not many people like Lao Li's family. Although they have had a bumper harvest this year, they are all self-developed wasteland. The land is large and small, and some are lazy and only grow in the yard. Some families live together for three generations. , a dozen people still have seven or eight and a half children, and no matter how much grain they grow, it is not enough for this family to eat. Mrs. Li was thinking about not going to buy food this time. She only kept some food stamps to buy some biscuits and cakes for Zhen Zhen every month. I can get some more stuff for the house.

In this day and age, almost every household is short of food stamps. Mrs. Li only goes to the people she is usually close to and sits on the kang. A bunch of tickets, bought a bunch of things, and exchanged a few sunflowers grown at home.

Osmanthus tidyed up the new house neatly, put on a newly bought kang mat, re-flipped the old cotton mattress and put a layer of cotton on it, put on a new quilt and bed sheet, all neatly placed in the kang qin .

Everything is packed, and seeing that the wedding day is getting closer and closer, it is time to take wedding photos. Ming Dong and Osmanthus got up early in the morning to boil water and wash their heads. Osmanthus sat by the stove and roasted for seven or eight. Divide the dry, and then dexterously braid the braid with your fingers.

Beicha District is large in area but small in population. There is only one prosperous street in the street. Grain shops, non-staple food shops, barber shops, cooperatives, and photo studios are all next to each other. Many people get married in winter, and the photo studio is lively for two days at this time of the year. When Ming Dong and Gui Hua arrived, there were three pairs of young people lining up in front of them.

There are very few opportunities to take photos in this era. Now sitting on a stool and looking at one-on-one photos is the first time to take pictures. The woman purses her lips and stares at the boss. Sitting on the stool, but when he made him laugh, his face was uglier than crying. The photographer taught me over and over again, and when I finally put on my face and took the picture, I was tired of sweating.

After waiting for half an hour, it was finally Ming Dong and Osmanthus' turn. Ming Dong took a picture when he was in high school, and he also took a picture when he arrived in Harbin. When the Osmanthus family was in decline, it would always be photographed two or three times a year, and the two of them would sit shoulder to shoulder, showing the sweetest smile.

The photographer breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly pressed the shutter when the two of them laughed the sweetest.

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The days went by so fast, and soon it was Laba, which happened to be Zhen Zhen's birthday. Zhen Zhen still clearly remembered the day she was born, when Mrs. Li said she had a good birthday, she was born on the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, the time of the year when there was no shortage of grain and rice.

Zhen Zhen didn't have any worries about starvation, but she didn't expect that she had just turned one year old, and this ability was actually upgraded. Originally, Zhen Zhen could only see everything outside when her consciousness was out of the body, but today she just woke up and was startled by the scene in her mind.

I saw that the entire Beicha District appeared in her mind like a 3D model. She could clearly feel the existence of every mountain, every river, even every tree and every grass. The hares in the burrows, the flying dragons on the branches, the still fish in the water, the blind bears in the deep mountains, the Siberian tigers, she can clearly perceive them.

She just wanted to see what the Siberian tiger looked like, the location of the Siberian tiger was instantly drawn closer in her mind, Zhen Zhen looked at it as real as if she was standing beside it, only saw the Siberian tiger Staring closely at a yellow sheep, he carefully arched his body and looked like he was about to prey.

Seeing the yellow sheep in front of me who didn't seem to know the danger, Zhen Zhen felt a little greedy. This time he was born into the Li family, and Li Muwu and his brothers also brought back wild things, but this yellow sheep has never been hit. She used to be so young that she couldn't eat meat, but now her teeth are growing fast, and a pair of small teeth appeared just after her birthday, so she had to eat meat to satisfy her cravings.

Zhen Zhen couldn't help but feel a little itchy, she looked at Huang Yang and wondered how she could get her home. As soon as I had this thought, the yellow sheep seemed to be under control, and I saw it running all the way down the mountain, very cleverly avoiding the place where people were walking. After going down the mountain, Huang Yang still kept running at a high speed, and didn't stop until he ran to the door of Lao Li's house. This means that the door of Lao Li's house is made of red pine wood. If it is replaced with a thinner board, it is designated to hit a big hole.

At this time, Mrs. Li was in the kitchen discussing with Wang Sufen about Zhen Zhen's birthday. In Beicha, when the years were good, she celebrated her birthday for the old man. Young people and children didn't pay attention to this. But Mrs. Li thought that Zhen Zhen is not only the treasure of the family, but also thanks to her, at the most difficult time of the year, the whole family was not hungry, otherwise, what would it be like to worry about the city? .

"You will roll out a bowl of noodles for Zhen Zhen later." Mrs. Li said, smoking a cigarette pouch, "Make the noodles softer, and put a poached egg inside. As the old saying goes, this child has to take noodles for his birthday or something. It’s not easy to die young with bound legs.”

My mother-in-law was willing to celebrate her child's birthday. Wang Sufen naturally agreed. The two were talking when they suddenly heard a "bang" from the outside door and they were knocked open, and Mrs. Li stopped smoking. , take it down and knock it, then don't put it on the waistband of your trousers, go to the door, put on the big padded jacket hanging at the door, put it on your body, and then go out.

Every morning when Li Muwu goes out to fetch water, the door is not locked when he opens it, he only takes it with him when he goes out. When Mrs. Li came out, she saw that the door of her house had been knocked open, and inside the door lay a yellow sheep with a bleeding head.

Old Mrs. Li is so happy now that she doesn't have to go hunting and the prey will be delivered to her door. Why is it such a good thing. She was squatting there and looking at it, when several neighbors heard the movement and came out to look, and saw the sheep lying in front of Lao Li's house, they were envious: "Aunt Li, who beat such a big fat sheep? Mu Wu went up the mountain again in the morning. ?"

"It's not uncommon for you to say that this is not unusual. This yellow sheep didn't know what to do. It ran down the mountain and hit my door and died." Mrs. Li proudly dragged the sheep up: "Oh, not yet. It's light, I don't lack meat for Dongzi's wedding, so I'll come to drink at that time."

"Aiya, Aunt Li, your family's life is also very good. I don't think your family has been short of meat this year." A family standing next to him stared straight ahead: "Do you think it's your family? This place is good, otherwise why would I run into your house?"

Mr. Li was very happy: "Isn't my house near the avenue, if I go to your house, I have to turn a corner."

"That's not good." All of a sudden, everyone was laughing. Some of them saw the sky early, and they were going to go home and ask the old man to go up the mountain with a wild gun to see if he could meet someone like him. A silly roe deer is still a silly yellow sheep. "

Mr. Li took the yellow sheep into the hospital, and shouted a statement: "Go and see if your father has brought water back, and let him kill the sheep quickly."

Mingbei put on a dog-skin hat, put on a big padded jacket, and ran out. While running, he turned his head and asked, "Are you going to eat meat at noon?"

"Eat!" Mrs. Li grinned happily: "Today your sister's birthday, let's make mutton dumplings to eat."

Li Muwu had just walked halfway with a load of water, when he saw his younger son running out of breath and told him to go back and kill the sheep, Li Muwu immediately threw off his steps, and when he got home, he threw the bucket and ran to the middle of the yard. Only the yellow sheep went.

"This is a good thing." Li Mu Wu was delighted: "This yellow mutton is fragrant and tender, so I will clean it up, and we can eat it at noon."

Zhen Zhen sat on the kang contentedly: How can I not eat meat on my birthday! Braised lamb must have a pot!