evening
By the time the food was on the table, most of the guests had arrived.
First, Li Xiangyang came with his three sons in high spirits. As for little Huzi...
Our village chief Li said: "Why are you meddling in adult affairs? Just stay home!"
When Lu Wensheng didn't see Xiao Huzi, he knew that it must be Village Chief Li's machismo at work, so he found a lunch box and put some meat and vegetables that were edible for children in it, and quietly asked Wu Gong to deliver it.
Little Tiger spent the whole afternoon catching eels, but his efforts couldn't be in vain...
Li Zhenxing didn't expect that his father would have a seat at the banquet tonight. Youliang secretly told him that it was Lu Zhiqing who invited him to the banquet to thank him for the glass he had obtained for him.
"But didn't we eat eels last time?" Li Zhenxing wondered.
Li Youliang: "Just go if I tell you to. Why are you talking so much?"
Although he was dissatisfied, he didn't dare to say: Oh, you are just a pick-up.
Li Zhenguo was much more at ease. Hehe, he had already received a whole box of Daqianmen. How could he still care about a meal?
He is so strong now! He even walks with his head held high.
But when the father and his two sons saw the food on the table, they were also shocked by the generosity:
Oh my god! They don’t even dare to eat like this during Chinese New Year. Is this colorful table full of meat? Right!!!
Sure enough, what Zhenguo said was right, Lu Yatou’s uncle was indeed rich.
Lu Wensheng: No, right? Aren’t those all our team’s stuff?
The wild boars and pheasants are from the mountains, the crucian carp, yellow eel and crayfish are from the river, and the vegetables are grown by Aunt Li. We don’t produce anything at home…
Oh, it came out, a piece of tofu came out...
"Brother is here? Come in and sit down!" Chen Cheng also climbed over the wall from Meng Qingtang's house at this time. He had just come out of the shower.
Li Zhenguo couldn't help rolling his eyes when he saw how skillfully he climbed over the wall. Why didn't these two people go through the main entrance?
"Well, two months ago I said I would open two doors in the wall for Xiaolu, but I forgot about it when I got busy."
"Little deer, big brother will come and do it for you tomorrow."
Lu Wensheng waved his hand and said jokingly: "That's fine, it just so happens that my brother will be here for the holiday tomorrow."
Li Zhenguo then remembered that tomorrow was Mid-Autumn Festival, and he slapped himself on the head:
"Hey! Look at me, I forgot about this. Let's wait until after the holidays."
Li Xiangyang always felt that his eldest son had been a little bit out of control since the afternoon, and he didn't know why...
Shen Lingling: What else could it be? It was because of that box of Daqianmen cigarettes… I saw with my own eyes that my brother turned stupid.
Lu Wensheng smiled and didn't respond. After the festival, they had to pick corn, and soon they had to dig potatoes and sweet potatoes. After a while, the late rice would be ripe, and they would probably have to plant wheat after harvesting the rice...
In between, she had to go to the mountains to collect autumn leaves and firewood, and go to the county town to deliver matchboxes and goods... She was so busy that she had no time to open the door on her wall...
As they were talking, the team leader came over. Seeing that everyone was present, Chen Cheng immediately asked everyone to take a seat.
Shen Lingling brought out two buckets of Erguotou from the kitchen and placed them next to Han Muchen, looking at him meaningfully: Do you understand what I mean?
Han Muchen understood immediately and poured wine for everyone without saying anything. He was not good at making polite remarks, but how could he not be good at doing work?
Shen Lingling was satisfied, and went to the kitchen to pack two boxes of food. After Wu Gong came back from the village chief's house, she sent him to the cowshed again...
Fortunately, Xiao Gong was sensible and ran away with his lunch box without saying anything. Just kidding, that was his father's lifeblood, how could he not go...
That night, there was constant laughter and joy in Lu Wensheng's courtyard, and the relationships among people became closer as they toasted each other.
After three rounds of drinking
Li Fugui, who had drunk almost as much as Chen Cheng, had already become close friends. Both of them came from the military and had a lot of common topics.
Li Xiangyang was chatting animatedly with Lu Wensheng and the others. As for what they were talking about...it was our sister Lu who was in control!
From fighting the Japanese to the founding of the People's Republic of China, then the vigorous Great Steel Production Movement, and from the Great Steel Production Movement to the three years of natural disasters,
Li Xiangyang recalled with a big tongue:
At that time, there was a shortage of supplies, the crops in the fields failed, and many people did not have enough to eat. At that time, people in the city were better off, as they could eat in the staff canteen to fill their stomachs.
People in our countryside had to fish for leftovers from the swill bucket outside the canteen to survive, which was still considered good. The poorer and more remote people, such as the Qingshan Brigade, had no food for several days and even stripped the bark off the trees.
Finally, Village Chief Li burped and concluded: "It's still good now. Life is getting better and better, and there is more hope!"
"The East is Red, the sun is rising, in the East there is a..."
"Zhen...Zhenguo, your father is drunk, hurry up and take the fork...take it back!" Li Fugui said with a thick tongue.
He drank a lot tonight, Xiaolu's wine was really strong! But when Li Xiangyang sang, he sobered up halfway.
Li Zhenguo has a good alcohol tolerance, and his face didn't change much after a few drinks. Li Zhenxing and Li Youliang were not allowed to drink, so they just ate crayfish and didn't care about their father's drunkenness...
In the end, it was with the help of Han Muchen and Meng Qingtang that they sent the drunk team leader and village chief home.
The meal was a great success and both the hosts and guests enjoyed it very much.
Everyone was enjoying the meal here, but the atmosphere at the educated youth center was cold and solemn. Zhao Ying had been lying in the room since she came back from the commune at noon and had not come out. Only Zhang Zhiping and a few others were left at the dinner table.
Listening to the occasional laughter coming from over there, and then looking at the two plates of bland vegetables on my table, I couldn't eat a single bite of my meal!
Chen Shanhe's fingers were cracked a lot by Hu Huochamihe's stickiness recently, and they were wrapped with tape. He couldn't even hold chopsticks steadily.
Xu Feng went into the house and took out a can of beef and mixed it with his rice. The aroma made everyone drool.
Wu Tianliang threw away the chopsticks in his hand, turned around and went back to the house, adhering to the principle of "out of sight, out of mind".
Li Yan kept glancing at Xu Feng's canned meat, stuffing rice into her mouth, and stubbornly hypnotizing herself: If I smell it, I will eat it, if I smell it, I will eat it...
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Let's talk about Lu Wensheng again. After everyone left, Shen Lingling took Lu Hao and Wu Gong to clean up the mess, while Chen Cheng sat in the yard and continued to listen to Lu Wensheng talk about the interesting things that happened since he went to the countryside.
He drank quite a bit tonight, but he was a very good drinker. He didn't make a big noise or act crazy. He just sat there quietly listening to Lu Wensheng talk.
Lu Wensheng was afraid that he might feel uncomfortable, so he found a cup and filled it with spiritual spring water for him to drink:
"Uncle, drink some water first, then take a shower and go to bed. I'll take you for a tour of the commune tomorrow."
Chen Cheng took the cup of water and drank it in one gulp, then got up and went back to sleep. He was so well behaved!
In the afternoon, I agreed with Meng Qingtang that my younger uncle would live in his room. When the house was built, his room had the largest kang, so it was more than enough for one more person to sleep in.
When Han Muchen and Meng Qingtang came back, they saw Lu Wensheng sitting alone under a tree, staring at the sky, not knowing what he was thinking.
Lu Wensheng was thinking about the old deer in his previous life. Tomorrow is Mid-Autumn Festival. The old deer must be very lonely...
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