Early the next morning, when Song Jin opened the door, he saw Chen Liang standing at his door with dark circles under his eyes.
Seeing him look energetic but with dark circles under his eyes, Song Jin couldn't help but burst out laughing.
Chen Liang didn't understand what she was laughing at, but he was very happy to see her so early in the morning. Maybe his Ah Jin was also happy to see him.
Song Jin made way for him to come in, then closed the door, told him to go to the bathroom, and went straight to wash up.
When she finished washing up, she found Chen Liang busy in the kitchen. When she looked over, she saw that there was porridge in the pot and he was kneading dough, apparently preparing to make pancakes.
It seems that his hands are not unfamiliar and he seems to be very skilled in doing it.
Song Jin stepped forward and took out a cucumber from the basket, preparing to make a cold dish. Chen Liang immediately took the cucumber from her hand, put it on the chopping board, then pushed Song Jin's shoulder sideways and asked her to go out and wait.
"Ajin, please go out first. Leave today's breakfast to me."
Song Jin raised his eyebrows
"What did you call me? Ah Jin?"
Chen Liang coughed awkwardly but mustered up the courage to say, "I want to call you that, is that okay? Ah Jin."
Song Jin felt a little hot inexplicably, turned around and walked out, saying as he walked: "It's up to you."
Chen Liang noticed her red ears with his sharp eyes. As expected, his Ah Jin liked him. She was so shy when she was called Ah Jin, and he even wanted to call her wife.
I really want to see her expression when she calls Ajin "wife", it must be so cute.
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The two of them had breakfast together, and Song Jin had to admit that Chen Liang's cooking skills were indeed very good, which surprised him.
Chen Liang smiled and said, "This year, when I wasn't driving, I practiced cooking in the dormitory."
After saying that, he glanced at Song Jin and then lowered his head and whispered, "I'm just thinking about cooking for you in the future."
Song Brocade…………
Damn, he's so cute again.
Today is Mid-Autumn Festival. After cleaning the kitchen, Chen Liang told Song Jin that he would go to his house in the evening to celebrate Mid-Autumn Festival together. This was also the first time they had officially met his parents since they were together.
Song Jin suggested that they go to the county town for a walk. She wanted to buy some things. Although she had space, there were not many things that were packaged in a way that suited this era. Moreover, Chen Liang looked like he didn't want to leave, so she didn't want to take anything out.
When Chen Liang heard that his wife wanted to go to the county town for a date with him, he immediately became as happy as a 300-pound child.
A few minutes later, the two of them rode out on their bikes.
Of course, at Chen Liang's strong request, the two rode a bicycle.
He made no secret of his thoughts on the way. At first, he walked through puddles, and only stopped when he noticed Song Jin grabbing his clothes.
I rode very slowly on purpose on the way out of the village, probably hoping to run into some villagers and show off, but unfortunately I didn't see anyone along the way until I left the village.
After his plan failed, he turned his attention to the bicycle under him. He didn't forget to ask Song Jin if he felt unwell from time to time. The whole journey was harmonious, but...
One thought he was going shopping, the other thought he was going on a date.
So when they arrived at the county town, Chen Liang turned around and asked her, "Ajin, should we go take photos first or go to the movies first? Or do you want to go to the department store or the city park first?"
Song Jin: ?
No wonder he was so excited along the way, it turned out he was planning a date.
Forget it, he is a little cutie after all. You chose him yourself, so just pamper him and satisfy him.
"Then let's go take some photos first, then go to the movies, then have dinner, and then go to the department store to buy some things. How about that?"
Of course Chen Liang agreed to whatever Song Jin said. He kicked his feet hard and rode straight towards the photo studio.
The two of them quickly arrived at the photo studio. After entering, there was only the photographer inside. There were many photos on the wall. Song Jin leaned over to take a look, and the strong atmosphere of the times hit him in the face.
Suddenly she thought of her parents. She had seen photos of her parents before. It was the early 1990s and they were black and white photos. Her mother had two thick and long braids, and she looked petite and lovely standing next to her father.
Chen Liang didn't know why Song Jin suddenly became so depressed. It seemed that it started from when he looked at the photos on the wall. He also leaned over to take a look. Could it be that one of them had a story with Ajin?
Song Jin turned his head and saw Chen Liang, who seemed to be eager to examine each photo with a magnifying glass, feeling helpless. This person's mental state was at most eight years old, not even one year older.
Amused by his appearance, Song Jin's depressed mood disappeared and he pulled him to take a photo.
Each of them took two individual photos and two group photos together.
Chen Liang insisted on having four individual photos of Song Jin and four group photos printed, spending a total of two dollars.
The photos taken could not be picked up until three days later, so the two of them went straight to the cinema after leaving the photo studio.
On the way to the cinema, Chen Liang kept talking to Song Jin, saying that what he had been looking forward to most since he was a child was the open-air movies in the village.
Song Jin had heard his grandparents talk about open-air movies before.
My grandfather told me that color film was rare in the 1950s and 1960s, with most being black-and-white. By the 1970s and 1980s, color film was more common, but black-and-white films were rare. In the 1950s and 1960s, rural film productions used generators and projectors pulled by horse-drawn carts. In the early 1970s, generators and projectors were pulled by two projectionists on a cart. By the 1970s and 1980s, projection equipment was even smaller, requiring a single projectionist to carry it on a bicycle.
At that time, many people dreamed of becoming a movie projectionist!
Before a movie was shown in the village, the loudspeaker would announce it in advance, and crowds would flock to see it. When one brigade showed a film, neighboring brigades would get agitated. Every so often, the adults and children in that brigade felt extra proud to have a film screened. The neighboring brigades, unable to enjoy such privileges year-round, eagerly anticipated the day they could see a movie right on their doorstep.
Later, with the advent of television, going to the movies no longer felt like a holiday; there was no need to chase after multiple showings of the same film. Marking off seats with chalk and stones early in the morning, children crying, adults shouting, and huge crowds watching the excitement, watching from behind instead of the front, became a childhood memory.
Movies were shown in the wheat field. Sometimes, when the wind blew, the screen would sag and bulge, distorting the image. Sometimes, two villages would show movies on the same night, but only one film was available. A "film runner" would quickly deliver the reel from Village A to Village B for screening. Sometimes the generator broke, forcing only half of the show to resume the next day. The most frustrating part was when the projectionist said the generator couldn't be fixed and we could go home and sleep. Only then would the generator be fixed halfway home, and we'd be back to watch the movie again. At that time, just being able to watch a movie was the greatest joy.
Chen Liang also began to recount: "Once our brigade came to show a movie. It happened to be a cloudy day. In the evening, before we had even shown one film, it started to drizzle. Everyone endured it and stayed, so the projectionist had to hold his umbrella and show the movie. However, the rain kept getting heavier, and the audience started to leave. The projectionist stopped the movie. The next day, he continued to show the movie, but after showing three films, it started to rain again, so he had to give up. On the third day, it rained all afternoon, stopped in the afternoon, and then continued in the evening."
Song Jin also found what she heard very interesting. Today she could also watch a movie from this era.
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