Return To 1977 Chapter 249: The “Savage” returns

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February 5, 1978, the twenty-eighth day of the twelfth lunar month.

Since there is no thirty this year, tomorrow is New Year’s Eve. This is equivalent to saying that the Spring Festival is just around the corner.

Of course, in the last two days before the holiday, everyone has their own things to do.

For the three women of the Hong family, they must abide by the old order of not using knives or cooking during the first month. Continue to steam steamed buns, croquettes, fish stew, and prepare those unfinished New Year dishes.

For Hong Yanwu and Chen Liquan, their mission is to distribute New Year gifts to relatives and friends.

Hong Yanwu had already made plans with his mother last night on how to allocate the details. The New Year's gift comes from the dried seafood he brought back, the New Year's goods he bought and the sixteen boxes of Maotai.

Of course, Wang Yunlin did not agree with Hong Yanwu's misappropriation of "other people's" things at first. She thought the wine belonged to Yang Weifan.

But the eloquent Hong Yanwu Fei insisted that Yang Weifan gave him two boxes of Maotai, and said that if his mother didn't believe it, she could call and ask. So Wang Yunlin had no choice but to believe it temporarily.

The final decision was to press two pounds of sea cucumbers, two pounds of abalone, two pounds of scallops, two pounds of dried shrimps, two pounds of eggs, four pounds of ribs, four pounds of ribs, one pound of water chestnuts, a bunch of leeks, A bottle of fruit wine, a pound of mixed food, six cans, ten fruits, and two bottles of Maotai were divided into four portions and sent to Shou Jingfang, Chang Xianzhang, Xiao Baizi's family, and the Feng family entrusted by Yang Weifan to take care of them.

In addition, I have to give Shan Shou Jingfang a live chicken, a bottle of chive flowers, a bottle of fermented bean curd, a bottle of shrimp paste, a bottle of good soy sauce, a pound of high-end candy, and two more for Song Guofu's family. Bottle Maotai and share some meats such as ribs, bone ribs, and sausages with the neighbors in the east courtyard.

The reason why this is the case is that Wang Yunlin decided to do this after careful consideration based on her closeness and worldliness.

First of all, Shou Jingfang is not only a close relative of the Hong family, but also saved Hong Lucheng's life. He has just resumed walking in 20 years. From all aspects, he must be given the first share and cannot be neglected.

Secondly, Chang Xianzhang was the teacher of Hong Yanwu and Chen Liquan. The two of them had done a lot of harm to them, so they should have been more respectful and compensated as much as possible.

Furthermore, Xiao Baizi has worked hard all the way, and he should be solemnly thanked for his contribution in front of and behind the horse.

As for the Feng family, although I have never had any dealings with him, it was because of Yang Weifan's long-distance journey to deliver "Zuo Hulong" to the Hong family's door, and the 300 yuan gift. I can't let him down no matter what. entrustment.

As for the Song Guofu family, because they are a high-ranking family, they have no shortage of real things. In order to repay the favor of the 300 kilograms of food stamps, sending two bottles of good wine was both decent and just right, and it would not cause any misunderstanding that someone wanted something from me.

Finally, it comes to the neighbors. After so many years of ups and downs, although the families respect and help each other and have become as close as one family, after all, people in the capital pay attention to the old etiquette of coming and going, and each of their families is a small family.

From this point of view, reasonable gifts must not be ostentatious. It is fundamental to make each other feel at ease. Otherwise, even good intentions can be tiring and hurtful.

Wang Yunlin was really afraid that the heavy gifts would put pressure on each family to return gifts, so she could only send some meat that everyone was most in need of in order to maintain this simple emotional relationship. Anyway, life is long and there will be plenty of opportunities to help in the future.

After hearing this series of arrangements by Wang Yunlin, Hong Yanwu thought about it carefully and found that there were no flaws at all and that every aspect was extremely thorough. So much so that he couldn't help but praise his mother.

Speak directly, "You are really an expert in giving gifts, and you have given me a lot of knowledge. I really need to learn this worldly thing. If you have an old family, you have a treasure. It is true, **** is still spicy when you are old... …”

Unexpectedly, when Wang Yunlin heard what her son said, she didn't buy it and slapped him on the back.

"You are just like me, and you are making fun of your mother, aren't you? You have a lot of knowledge about gift-giving, so don't be surprised if you don't see it. Where do you think you are?"

That's it, after the mother and son put various gifts into several sacks that night. At five o'clock in the morning the next day, Hong Yanwu got up with important tasks.

Some people may be wondering, why is it so early? Why are you so anxious?

Hey, he can't be in a hurry. The key is Shou Jingfang's place. According to etiquette, not only must he go first, but he must also go early, otherwise the miracle doctor will go to work in the pharmacy. It's too inappropriate to bring so many things and a live chicken to someone's work, isn't it?

So he set the alarm clock last night, thinking of going to Shou's house early in the morning. And coincidentally, the Feng family has now moved to Chongwen District, so he gave away the two families that were farthest away.

As for other people, that's easy to say. Chang Xianzhang and Xiao Baizi should be at home during the day, so they can go anytime. Song Guofu's family is also very close, especially the neighbors, so the Hong family can live together if they are sent separately.

As for Hong Ye, Lao Gui, a few old brothers, and those police buddies, I have to get in touch when I have time. But that can be postponed until after the holiday, there is no need to rush.

Soon after Hong Yanwu finished washing, he greeted Chen Liquan, who had gotten up earlier to practice, and went to his home in the east courtyard together. He took two sacks that had already been packed, tied a chicken in them, and went out without eating breakfast.

But Wang Yunlin stopped them at this moment. The pot of steamed buns she had steamed in the morning had just been cooked, and she wanted the two children to eat the steamed buns before going out.

Although Hong Yanwu was in a hurry to leave, he couldn't live up to his mother's kindness. Then he went over and opened the lid of the steaming pot, grabbed a shiny white steamed bun and handed it to Chen Liquan, and then took one for himself.

Unexpectedly, the steamed buns were really hot, and he didn't have Chen Liquan's skill, so he soon couldn't hold them anymore. He blew them while blowing them with both hands, as if he was practicing juggling, and he had a great time. Incomparable.

That's it, I'm still stuffing it into my mouth. While sighing, he said, "Mom, the steamed buns are really steaming. But I just love to eat the scalp of this steamed bun, it's so chewy..."

This immediately made Wang Yunlin dumbfounded and nagging her. "You silly boy, you don't look like you at all. You can tell at a glance that you were born in the 1960s."

As soon as these words came out, Hong Yanwu and Chen Liquan were all happy.

After eating the steamed buns, the two of them didn't waste any more time. After bidding farewell to Wang Yunlin, they each carried a sack and the chicken and walked out of the courtyard one after another.

But just as they were leaving the cave, something went wrong again. They suddenly ran into two hairy black figures.

It was still dark at this time, which startled them, and they thought they had "hit" something unclean.

Hong Yanwu was walking at the front. He said "Ouch" and opened his eyes wide. When I took a closer look, I realized that in front of me were two people wearing torn sheepskin coats, also carrying a lot of things.

But to say it is "human" is a bit inaccurate. The most appropriate word is probably "savage".

Because these two black shadows looked so evil and scary.

One is broad and the other is thin. What they have in common is that they have a gray face and messy hair and beard, as if they are covered in layers of gray hair. In the dark, the nose, eyebrows and eyes could not be seen clearly, only two pairs of eyes were bright.

To put it bluntly, one could definitely think of them as little ghosts who ran away from some City God's Temple.

What I didn’t expect was yet to come. Hong Yanwu hadn’t asked any questions yet. The two "savages" were anxious first. They actually jumped forward, grabbed Hong Yanwu's arms from left to right, and started shouting.

"Come quickly! Come quickly!"

Hong Yanwu was shocked at the moment and thought, what is going on? What are you doing? Are you going crazy or trying to grab something?

So he didn't think much about it. He subconsciously swung the sack and put a "sloping foot" on his left foot and right foot. In one fell swoop, he threw the two "savages" to the bottom of the high steps.

Unexpectedly, these two "savages" didn't give up and screamed while lying on the ground.

One chanted. "If there is anyone in the east courtyard, don't sleep! A thief is coming. Come out and catch the thief!"

The other one yelled too. "What's going on? Are you stealing things so blatantly? Don't run away, I have to send you to the police station!"

It was only then that Hong Yanwu figured it out. He was afraid that he might have misunderstood.

Hurry up and stop, "Okay! Stop shouting! What's going on? Do you still think of us as thieves? I still think you are robbing us! Who are you? What kind of thing is this?"

Chen Liquan seemed to hear a familiar voice and hurriedly walked from the back to the front and asked, "Hey, is this the third brother of the Bian family? I am Quanzi..."

Suddenly, there was silence in front of the courtyard gate.

After a while, the two "savages" became violent again.

One asked, "Quanzi, why is it you? He threw us hard enough, so the brat who did it couldn't be Hong Laosan, right?"

The other said, "Quanzi, I am Su Jin. Even you have become a big boy, you really shocked us..."

Hong Yanwu also remembered now. It turned out that the two "savages" were Bian Jiangong, the youngest son of the Bian family, and Su Jin, the eldest son of the Su family. They were classmates, three years older than Hong Yanwu and Chen Liquan. We started working together in Inner Mongolia in 1972. We probably came back to visit relatives during the holidays.

They hadn't seen each other for several years, and because they couldn't see anyone in the dark, they were carrying so many things on their backs and holding chickens in their hands, so there was a misunderstanding.

At this, he couldn't help laughing, and quickly reached out to pull them both up from the ground. After saying that he was offended, he went to help others pick up their luggage.

Bian Jiangong and Su Jin were both happy at this time.

One said, "Look at this misunderstanding. I didn't enter the courtyard when I came back. Instead, you kicked me out first. Fortunately, we have practiced a lot in Inner Mongolia, so we couldn't prevent it." Stay with you...

The other one said, "If you break things, we can do it ourselves. If you have something to do, leave quickly. We can talk later..."

Hong Yanwu was not polite and took Chen Liquan to leave first. But when I said goodbye, I also took pictures of myself and the cigarettes in Quanzi's pockets for the two "savages".

How can those two "Hua Zi Ye" smoke while sharing cigarettes behind each other?

"Hey, you have drawn 'Fragrant Hill' and 'Summer Palace', okay..."

"Oh, by the way, I brought you dried cheese. Come back and try it..."

Hong Yanwu turned around to rush as he walked.

"Don't talk nonsense! I said you two should take a shower before entering the house. You're all rotten. It's like smelly hairtail and like emptying a pickle jar. Be careful and let your family beat it out for you again..."

Unexpectedly, Bian Jiangong actually smiled evilly upon hearing this, and said something distant with the energy of a gangster proletarian.

"What a stinky thing, we still have lice, you deserve it. Who told you to hit us..."