A Rural Life in the 70's

Chapter 108

Rural people usually don’t have a birthday, but the 60th birthday is more important. In previous years, children who are filial and qualified will have to take a seat; if there are no conditions, they will specially put on new clothes for the elderly; the easiest You also have to cook a bowl of shou noodles to show your desires. 

    In today's situation, although I dare not hold a birthday banquet, Wang Liqun also wants to celebrate this birthday for his old mother. 

    As Wang Limin and Wang Liqun approached, there was no difference between them and his brothers. Just after the tenth day of September, Wang Liqun gave Wang Limin a task. He was asked to lay at least five rabbits within the time limit. There is no limit to the pheasant. It is the best to be able to lay, but it is not enough. There are four or five young roosters at home, which is enough. Up. 

    Wang Limin immediately patted his chest and promised: "Needless to say, the rabbit, give it to me. I'll go and see if I can net two big fish... The last time I went to the county town, I bought a fishing net. This time I just tried it. Try it." It 

    is not difficult for Wang Limin to set a rabbit. The rabbit has eaten for more than half a year, and the autumn fat is pasted. He was thinking about it. He took the time to get the set and catch a few to improve the food for the children. 

    When he got home, Wang Limin told Song Xiulian about the old lady's birthday, and as he said that, he naturally thought of his father and mother. Wang Jianguo is only two years younger than his grandfather, four years younger than his grandmother, and fifty-six this year. Liu Xiuying is three years older, but she will be fifty-nine this year, and she will have her sixtieth birthday next year... 

    Song Xiulian smiled but opened the kang cabinet, took out a small blue cloth bag from inside, and handed it in with a smile. In the hands of Wang Limin. 

    "What?" Wang Limin asked in a daze, unable to react for a while. 

    Song Xiulian smiled, but didn't answer her husband's question, she just said: "See it for yourself!" 

    Wang Limin returned to his senses, thinking about something, and immediately brightened his eyes: "What clothes did you make for the lady?"

    While talking, he opened the baggage on the kang, but it was a velveteen padded jacket with a black background and purple-red roasted flowers, a stand-up collar style, and a handmade pipa plate button, because Song Xiulian used a new style of sewing, and the inside was sewn. A cotton-padded jacket, the outer flannel coat is hung with a layer of watch, and only the key parts are connected with thread. The cotton-padded coat made in this way fits the surface and the inside, does not move, and is exceptionally crisp, unlike the old cotton-padded jacket. It's crumpled and doesn't look good. 

    Wang Limin is a big man, although he doesn't know how to work with needles and brains, he can see good or bad. When I saw it, I knew that my daughter-in-law had spent a lot of effort, she couldn't help but raise her eyes and admired: "Xiulian, you have nothing to say about this job. Hey, my wife is a coincidence, let alone the village The women in here, even the whole town and the whole county can’t find a second one.” 

    Even Song Xiulian, who was so bluntly praised by her husband, couldn’t hold it anymore. She blushed instantly, full of joy, but forbeared. I couldn't help but sipped Wang Limin, and said, "You're a cheeky, accustomed to boasting!" 

    Under the light, his wife is still beautiful and gentle, with a little shyness, shyness and aversion, blending with the woman's charm. The charming and charming girl! 

    Wang Limin's heart is unavoidable, and the smile on his face is getting deeper and deeper, "Hey, my wife is the best, naturally I have to praise... Good 

    wife , it's getting late, we should also go to bed..." Not to mention Wang Limin and his wife Love is sweet, let's talk about Xiaoqiu who lives with her aunt in school. 

    Xiaoxia is young and has weak energy. After finishing her homework, she can't hold back to sleep before Xiaoqiu finishes class at Liao Chen's place. 

    When Xiao Qiu came back, she saw her aunt leaning on the kang head and knitting wool-this wool was still from Wang Limin's visit to Wu's house during the Mid-Autumn Festival, and Aunt Li Xi gave it to Xiaoqiu and Xiaoxia to knit a sweater. 

    Song Xiulian usually does housework and takes care of her children, and she also has to do sewing work, so she can't knit sweaters idle. Song Xiuju took the initiative to ask Ying and took the job. 

    Li Xi gave five catties of wool, two catties of rose red, and two catties of navy. There is also a catty of cashmere noodles, which weaves scarves, hats and gloves for Xiaoqiu Xiaoxia, but half a catty of white and half a catty of red.

    But at this moment, Xiao Qiu saw that Song Xiuju was holding a ball of beige woolen yarn in her hand... Hey, don't you remember that the woolen yarn that Aunt Li Xi gave was beige? 

    Could it be that her eyes are blurred? Or is it the chromatic aberration under the lamp? 

    "Xiao Qiu is back, you wash your hands, I'll wash the egg water for you!" Song Xiuju said as she put down the wool in her hands, and put down the kang. 

    Xiao Qiu smiled and agreed, put down the schoolbag on his shoulders, pretending to accidentally walk to the front of the kang, and compared the handkerchief in his hand to the pile of wool-the handkerchief is white, and the woolen thread is slightly darker, more precisely Said it should be beige-to be sure, it wasn't her dizziness or the chromatic aberration under the light. 

    A section of wool has been woven, and the needles used are soft and soft. It should be a scarf, right? Beige, maybe the aunt knitted it for herself? Or is it for my uncle? My uncle's skin is white, which is quite suitable. 

    Xiao Qiu put the handkerchief in his pocket, and before the aunt turned back, he left the edge of the kang and went to the corner of the house to wash her hands. 

    Early the next morning, Wang Limin went to Weitang to place the buttons. 

    After the work in the field was finished, Wang Limin wandered around the ditches and ponds, looking for a place to touch the net, without having to work for the time being. 

    What he bought was not a throwing net or a cheat sheet, but a net that was carried by a few people to fish for fish. The surface of the water was too large, and the ditch was too small to open. The fish needs to be in a suitable size and area to be easy to use. 

    After wandering around for a long time, he couldn't. Therefore, by feeding the chickens at noon, he humbly asked his nephew Cheng Hai for advice. 

    Don’t think of it as a quiet and honest face, even a little dull. When it comes to catching fish, it’s almost like a different person. He instantly becomes confident and talks a lot. It’s just eloquent: " Uncle, you bought a net? Let me go and see it with you to see the size of the net so that you can fix a place... To build a net, then go to the east pond to fish. There is lotus root over there, and it is next to the reed pond. , I haven’t cleared the pond for many years, there must be a big fish... Give my grandma a longevity, but I have to catch a big fish, at least it will cost four or five catties... Go away, second uncle!"

    When he urged Wang Limin to return home, he took out the net and took a look. Cheng Hai immediately gave an accurate positioning: "On the east side of Tangzi and the south side, there is a small fork. When I walked to the shore, the water was not too deep and the back was quiet. The key is that there are no reeds, water plants, and soft stargrass. There is no chaffweed, no nets, and fish farming. Big fish is designated!"