The New Year’s Eve dinner in 1971 was very lively in the Song family’s small courtyard.
As usual, the couple prepared hot pot. The adults ate spicy hot pot, and the two children ate traditional copper pot shabu-shabu meat.
Wei Jianguo bought the mutton when he went on a mission to Inner Mongolia.
The whole family likes it. The meat is delicate and tender, without any smell, melts in the mouth, and is coated with a layer of sesame paste. It is so delicious that they are at a loss for words.
It is worth mentioning that these sesame pastes were ground little by little by Wei Jianguo and his two children using a small stone mill. They only contain sesame seeds and peanuts. Especially fragrant.
Song Shuqian likes to add a little sesame paste no matter what she cooks.
Their meal was very rich in ingredients.
Mutton, squid, frozen tofu, various mushrooms, vegetables, duck blood, shrimp, fish balls...
The four of them gathered around the copper pot, feeling warm and comfortable.
"Happy New Year, An'an and Lele. Here's a red envelope from your wife," Wei Jianguo prepared red envelopes for his mother and the other two.
The two children don’t have any understanding of red envelopes yet, but Song Shuqian does.
She happily took the red envelope and felt that this man had grown up and now knew to give red envelopes, which he had not done in the past two years.
"Honey, can I open it now?"
After getting permission, Song Shuxi opened the red envelope, which contained one hundred yuan. "Wow, you are so generous, so much money."
Wei Jianguo boasted, "This is the pocket money I saved this year, and I’m giving most of it to you."
Song Shuqian opened the children's notes and saw that they were worth fifty cents.
That’s so funny, the two together only cost one dollar.
Wei Jianguo explained, "I only have this much money. I'll give you the extra and give them the rest. They also have red envelopes, but I have nothing when I'm their age."
Song Shuqian immediately felt distressed.
"But you have it now. I also gave you red envelopes and secretly prepared gifts for you. Wait for it."
She turned around and ran into the house, and soon came out with three red envelopes.
This was Wei Jianguo’s first time receiving a red envelope, and he felt a little embarrassed.
"Should I open it?" He looked at his wife.
"Open it quickly."
When Wei Jianguo opened it, he saw 99.99 yuan inside.
"I wish us a long and lasting relationship." Song Shuqian said.
The two kids also opened theirs and saw 9.99 inside.
A few red envelopes and the whole family is satisfied.
Wei Jianguo also has a small box containing his things, which he keeps himself.
After putting the red envelope into the box, Wei Jianguo was satisfied.
He is living a good life now, with two lovely children and a loving wife.
Song Shuqian took out the gift she had prepared, a painting called Homecoming.
The painting shows her, An An Lele, Mo Ying and Lightning, all in the yard, waiting for Wei Jianguo to come back.
Just by looking at the paintings, you can feel the deep longing.
It can be seen from the painting that this family has a very good relationship.
In this era, there is basically no entertainment program, and people just go to bed when it gets dark.
But today is New Year's Day and they want to keep a vigil. The couple decided that their family should perform a talent show.
"Welcome everyone to the Wei Family's first Spring Festival Gala. I am your host mom.
First of all, I want to praise An'an and Lele. You two have grown up well in this year and stayed with your mom well, so that your mom is not lonely.
Then we would like to praise brother Lightning and brother Moying. In the past year, they have been diligently protecting mom and two younger brothers, and they are great contributors to our family.
Finally, we would like to give special praise to Dad. Dad worked hard in the past year and got a promotion and a raise. He spends time with mom and our two babies whenever he has time. He is the anchor of our family.
Everyone applauded. "
The two children clapped with their father.
An An said, "I love my mother the most," and Le Le followed suit and said, "I love my mother the most."
Song Shuqian was moved and gave each of them a kiss.
She continued to host, "Next, let's watch the show, performer An An, will perform "Three Character Classic"."
An An stood in the middle and began to recite, "When a person is born, his nature is good. Natures are similar, but habits make them different. ... When you are a son, you should be close to your teachers and friends and learn etiquette when you are young."
Song Shuqian applauded, "An An is awesome."
Lele also clapped, "Brother is the best."
Wei Jianguo swallowed hard, "Wife, our An An can't be a genius. He is only two years old."
Song Shuqian looked accustomed to it, "No, An An is just more serious and focused than other children. When studying, he studies wholeheartedly. Right?"
An An nodded heavily, "Mom is right."
"Next it's Lele's turn. His performance will be a poem recitation of 'Nan Chi'. Everyone welcome."
Lele jumped to the middle, stood still and said, "The little boy provides bait and the woman spins silk, the overflowing jug of fragrant wine is poured into the pot. At sunrise, two fishing rods are used to catch fish, and the whole family is laughing in the South Pond."
Song Shuqian quickly applauded, "An An Lele is so awesome."
Wei Jianguo looked at his wife who was used to it, and his two happy children, and struggled to suppress the words that were about to come out of his mouth.
These two kids are geniuses...
He shouted in his heart.
Song Shuqian asked, "Who will perform next?"
An An and Le Le said in unison, "Mom's performance."
Song Shuqian was also unambiguous, "Then let me show you some paper cutting. This is something I've just learned recently."
Song Shuqian took the scissors and red paper, folded it a few times, and opened it with her fingers flying, revealing the Monkey King Sun Wukong.
The two children especially like it.
"Mom, An An wants it, and Le Le wants it too."
"Okay, one for each of you. Wait for mom to learn more and then I'll cut a master-apprentice pattern for you."
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Enough of the fun, the show continues.
This time they unanimously asked Dad to perform.
Wei Jianguo told everyone a story, a war story.
The whole family listened with great interest.
After he finished telling the story, An An Le Le fell asleep on his mother.
Only after settling their two children did the couple have time to talk.
Wei Jianguo couldn't wait to ask, "Wife, our child has such a good memory, isn't he a genius?"
Song Shuxi thought this was very normal, as she was like this when she was a child. "Isn't it always like this? When I was their age, my memory was just as good. I can still remember things that happened when I was a little over a year old."
Wei Jianguo sat up straight and asked seriously, "Wife, will your photographic memory be passed on to your two children?
Most children are not like this. Most children at this age cannot understand what adults say and just play around foolishly every day. "
Song Shuqian didn't think so. "It may have something to do with the spiritual liquid. It can strengthen the body and develop human potential. When I was pregnant, I often drank it. After the two children were born, I would let them drink a little every once in a while.
Maybe a little smarter. As for memory, they don’t have as good a memory as I did when I was a child. It took An An almost a week to memorize the Three Character Classic, but he still hasn't memorized all of it.
Lele also spent a day learning those sentences. I learned these two sentences when I was a child, and I could remember them after listening to them twice.
At the age of 3, I could recite Thousand Character Classic. "
Wei Jianguo...finally understood what his wife meant by reading some poetry with the children every day.
He felt that he was just an ordinary person and might have lowered the IQ level of his sons, so he decided not to express his opinion in the future. He doesn't understand the world of genius.
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