Seventy Zero Farm Home Yard Everyday Days

Chapter 5: Chinese New Year's Eve

Chinese New Year's Eve that day, the whole country was immersed in the joy of welcoming the New Year.

The family is united and everything is good.

Only the year of the 628 state-run farm on Qingfeng Island was not very good.

Six days ago, the first and third companies of the second battalion and the third company of the farm garrison participated in the rescue of the snow disaster, and it was said that many people lived in the buried village, and they did not know what had happened.

On the second floor of the military compound, several visiting military sisters-in-law of the second battalion and the third company were talking around one piece, and their faces were full of melancholy.

"This big New Year's Eve can't come back, hey."

"I don't know what happens now?" This snow can freeze people. "My

eyelids jumped a few days ago, but it scared me to death!" Just stop today, God bless it. The

lunch was tasteless, and several people looked outside, hoping that the familiar figure would appear.

"Coming back!"

"Come and see, is that your family?" A military sister-in-law hurried to greet a neighbor.

"Yes! It's really back. The military sister-in-law who answered the call pedaled and ran downstairs.

The soldiers who participated in the rescue came back one after another, the snow piled up, the village was damaged, and the first and third companies worked hard to rescue the village, and the harsh environment rescued more than thirty people in the village, and successfully completed the mission.

"It's just too cold, planing people in the snow, some legs are frozen unconscious, immediately sent to the hospital." Wu Dezhang drank a cup of hot water, "We arrived this morning, went back to Lianli to rest for a while, and the company commander asked us to hurry home and save our families from worrying."

"Your company commander is very thoughtful, I haven't slept in a solid manner these nights, and I think of you being frozen when I close my eyes." Wu Dezhang's daughter-in-law, Su Xiaomei, held her son and watched her husband eat lunch, and only then did she feel the taste of the New Year.

"Eat a collective Chinese New Year's Eve dinner in the evening, the company commander has arranged for people to prepare, and you will go to see what you have to help when you arrive."

"Done! I'll go later. Su Xiaomei cleaned up the dishes and let her husband have a good rest.

Hao Shaodong returned to the farm and first visited the frozen soldiers who had gone to the hospital for treatment. When he came out, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon, and he went to the cafeteria to eat three or two noodles.

At this point, the canteen was very empty, and there were seven or eight people, all of whom had no families, and some of them went back to their own houses.

"Captain, did you come to dinner?"

"When you're done, how did you get here?" Not early return. "The

report is long, there is no appetite ahead." Wang Luo ate two bites of noodles, and his eyes were a little red.

"What's going on? Homesick? Hao Shaodong looked at the other people with his eyes.

"The report company chief, Wang Qu said that he was homesick from eating the oil and spicy seeds in the noodles, the same taste as his mother's cooking."

The first time Wang Chu went far away, he served in the state-run farm more than a hundred kilometers away from home, and even he was the youngest, and everyone took care of him on a regular basis.

But this head went back to the New Year outside, soaked in the snow a few days ago, back to the farm only through the dormitory, in the past the most painful grandparents, father and mother are not around. He had put up with it very well, until he ate the home-style oil and spicy seeds in the canteen, and his eyes turned red.

Hao Shaodong counted from his military academy for ten years as a soldier, and he knew that the eggs of recruits were the most difficult to endure at this time, and he looked at this young soldier under his command and changed the severity of the training of soldiers.

"Wipe your tears, everyone is like this, just get used to it." You see a few of us, who is not alone? "Commander

, I understand, I just can't help it!" Wang Zhuo was still a little childish, his eyes were red, and he was talking, causing several other soldiers to laugh and pat him on the shoulder.

Hao Shaodong also bent the corners of his mouth, with a smile in his eyes, "Can't help but cry directly, remember, we can cry in private, we can cry because of homesickness, this does not lose people." But you must not cry on the battlefield!

Wang Kuo raised his hand in salute and replied forcefully, "Report Commander, I will never cry on the battlefield!"

"All right, you keep eating." Hao Shaodong summoned the canteen master Fu and pointed at Wang Xuan, "Master Qin, please add two bowls of oil and spicy seeds to this person." "Okay

, company."

"Company commander, I have enough in my bowl." Wang Xuan looked up in doubt.

"This is called attacking poison with poison, and today I will overcome it, and then I will not be able to hold back a tear when I see the oil and spicy seeds in your custody." Hao Shaodong said and left.

When Hao Shaodong walked far into the canteen, a burst of laughter broke out on the table, and even Wang Xuan smiled and looked at the oil in front of him and felt warm.

The recruit's egg swept away the haze, and Hao Shaodong found the director of the canteen, who was busy preparing for today's Chinese New Year's Eve night's meal.

"You ask Xiao Zhao about everyone's origins, see where they will eat, these people are the top homemakers, they can do something, they have a thought." Hao Shaodong thought about it for a moment and then added two sentences, "Also, don't be bound by meat, if you don't have any meal subsidies, I'll pay for it, and let everyone eat better for the New Year."
Director
Fang Lian nodded and agreed, ready to prepare the dishes again.

After everything was done, Hao Shaodong returned to the office, he still had a report to write, in fact, he was not in a hurry, but there was nothing to do at this time, watching people dragging their families and bringing their mouths to rejoice, he was also a little sad.

Who wouldn't want home?

After writing the report, he was about to make a phone call to the house, and was about to raise his hand to pick up the earpiece, he glanced at the envelope on the table, and for several days, he did not react to what it was.

When I saw the two words of the telegram on the top, I had an impression, as if it was the electricity of my old wife urging marriage and urging each other.

He flipped back and forth through the envelope and suddenly saw the address written on the back, not his own home, but the mayor of Beiwu City, Hong County?

The name of the place was somewhat familiar, he tore open the envelope, pulled out the telegram, and swept up with his sharp eyes, there were still a lot of words on it, and he was sure to take a look...

Silence.

Hao Shaodong squeezed the telegram in his left hand, and the fingers of his right hand tapped the desktop with one click, and the first thirteen words on it, and he read it three times to make sure that he was not wrong.

"Chen Yeyun..."

Thin lips gently began to slowly spit out three words.

Hao Shaodong had the image of a young girl in his mind, wearing a white cotton shirt, silently shedding tears, watching the shaky and shaky as if the wind could blow down.

Later, when she remembered something, she was still wearing a linen and filial piety, but she was holding an urzi in her hand, and she stared fiercely at the second-rate people at the door, and drove people out as if they were dead.


** Chen Yeyun and Xu Xinhong Luo Chinese New Year's Eve early in the morning, and
Chen Fugui went to the family of the pig killer in the village to buy two pounds of fresh pork.

Xu Xinhong made three meat dishes, garlic sprouts back to the pot meat, steamed meat, red braised fish, and added two vegetarian dishes and a soup, the portions are sufficient.

No matter how hard it is on weekdays, you must eat a good meal for the New Year.

Chen Yeyun is well written, the Spring League at home is her pen, the red Spring League is in black font, the dragon plays with the fish, and the water is flowing.

"Heaven increases the age of people's lives, spring is full of happiness and happiness (1), this is a good word!" Chen Fu was full of satisfaction.

Xu Xinhong boiled the paste, the slimy paste-like soup, was brushed by Chen Fugui onto the wall on both sides of the gate, two pieces of red paper pasted on top, and then pressed from top to bottom, living together.

"No, it's a joy to watch." Xu Xinhong couldn't read, but she could tell whether it looked good or not, and her own Spring League was comfortable just by looking at it.

Chinese New Year's EveChinese New Year's Eve meal, Chen Jiawei sat at a square table, and Chen Fugui drew a match to light a firecracker at the entrance of the courtyard. The family in the house consciously covered their ears, listened to the crackling of firecrackers, and smiled at the corners of their mouths.

Usually, it is rare to see the smell at home, and the children see that the large pieces of meat are really mouthfuls, and they all eat them in large mouths.

The oil-filled meat emits a hot meat aroma and is served in the mouth along with garlic seedlings for a whole bowl of sorghum rice. The burnt meat from the branches was just made last month, cut into thick slices, and eaten addictively.

After eating at night, the family burned firewood in the brazier to keep warm, and the age was past zero, and several little babies were already a little sleepy, and their eyelids were hanging on the adults.

Chen Yeyun sat Ling Ling in his arms, leaning against the army on his shoulders.

"How much longer?" Ling Ling rubbed her eyes and made a muffled sound.

"It's fast, baby." Xu Xinhong hugged Lady Juanjuan, looked up at the bell on the wall, and the needle was about to go to the middle.

"It's New Year!"

As if pinching the point, when the needle is just in the middle, there is a sound of firecrackers outside, and the crackling will wake up the sleepless.

Chen Yeyun walked toward the back room with his confused younger siblings, and there was a creeping moon in the sky, glowing with silver-white light.

It's another year, but I want everything to happen.