Chapter 125 Return
June is the hottest month of summer.
Although baby Liuliu is not even a month old, his appearance has been completely transformed compared to when he was just born. Wang Shan kept shouting, "Brother Liuliu was replaced by someone," which made the adults in the family laugh.
Liuliu's eyes look like her mother's, they are round and full, with a clean and clear look, making her look cute and adorable. His nose is like his father's, with a high and particularly straight nose bridge. After shedding, the skin becomes white and tender, like milk tofu, so soft that people dare not touch it hard.
Liuliu is a baby who is very easy to take care of. Most of the time, he sleeps quietly and often has a faint smile on his face. When he is hungry or wet, he just cries a few times, and then he is fed with milk and his diaper changed, and he is fine.
It's obvious that the little baby is taken care of very well.
Lin Ping is no exception. Her face is rosy and she is full of energy. Because it was June, she did not stay in the room all the time. Instead, she went downstairs for a walk when there was no wind. Walking around exuded a vibrant vitality from the inside out.
Early in the morning, there was a noisy noise coming from downstairs. Lin Ping looked down from the balcony and found that the property management staff of the community were hanging lanterns on the trees.
"Is it almost July 1st?"
Father Yang was strolling in the living room holding Liuliu, who had just woken up. When he heard his daughter-in-law's question, he immediately replied, "Of course! The streets are very lively now!"
July 1, 1997, people all over China were looking forward to this day.
The people of Pengcheng are even worse.
All the streets were cleaned and tidy, and the urban villages also began to be rectified, so as not to affect the appearance of Pengcheng City.
Red lanterns were hung on the trees on both sides of the road, the square was filled with blooming flowers, and colorful balloons with banners reading "Celebrate the Return" fluttered over the city.
The community is also decorated with lights, trimmed greenery, and placed with flowers to welcome the return.
The whole city is dressed up to welcome the arrival of July 1st.
Not only that, the "return of the port city" also affects the lives of Peng residents from time to time.
Almost all the headlines of the newspapers sold in Lin Qiu's newsstand every day are closely related to the "return of Hong Kong City", which has led to a new level of sales of newspapers recently.
Whether Lin Ting and the landlord's group were having morning tea or going fishing, the topic they talked about was always "return".
Even when Zhou Qing went out to buy vegetables, he found a banner at the entrance of the market that read: Welcome the return of Hong Kong City, all ingredients are 12% off.
However, the person in the family who felt the most deeply about the "return of Hong Kong" was Wang Shan.
First, I participated in the "Celebrating the Return" preschool chorus competition held in Bao'an District. Later, I and several classmates were selected as representatives of the children and went to the port together to see off the People's Liberation Army Hong Kong Garrison.
The reason why Wang Shan was chosen is, on the one hand, because of her cute appearance and excellent overall qualities, and on the other hand, because of her hometown. The teacher deliberately selected students from different hometowns from the class, wanting them to represent all the provinces of China to witness this great historical moment.
After hearing the news, Lin Qiu's family was in an uproar.
What an honorable thing this is!
Lin Ting immediately invited two tables in the hotel and announced the good news in front of relatives and friends, gaining the envy of everyone.
Wang Xiuren tremblingly lit a stick of incense, devoutly thanked God and comforted the spirits of his ancestors.
The person involved, Wang Shan, had no time to watch the excitement at home as she was pulled over by her teacher to rehearse exercises every day.
Finally, the time came to June 30, 1997.
During the day, almost all the residents of Pengcheng spontaneously took to the streets holding the five-star red flag and the bauhinia flag. They sang the national anthem, laughed heartily, and waved the flags in their hands vigorously, feeling the pride and honor after washing away the shame.
At night, Pengcheng was filled with the sound of gongs and drums and the blast of firecrackers. The drizzle cannot stop the patriotic spirit.
Wang Xiuren and Lin Qiu followed hundreds of thousands of Pengcheng citizens into the streets. They sang "The five-star red flag is fluttering in the wind" and shouted "Hong Kong is Chinese territory." They were full of hope, they sang and danced, and they expressed their anticipation for the return of Hong Kong and their love for the motherland in their own way.
As the convoy of the People's Liberation Army Hong Kong Garrison slowly drove through the street, people on both sides of the road couldn't help but waved flags, balloons and flowers in their hands.
Many people had tears in their eyes and cheered as they watched the determined-eyed soldiers follow the convoy into the port city.
At Huanggang Port, Sha Tau Kok Port and Mawan Port, banners saying "Warmly send off the Hong Kong Garrison to Hong Kong" can be seen everywhere, all of which are announcing the joyful news - the port city has finally returned to the embrace of the motherland.
Lin Ting and Zhou Qing are old and afraid of being squeezed, so they didn't go to the streets and stayed at home to watch the reports on TV.
They stared at the TV intently, feeling the excitement and joy through the screen.
At the same time, I hope to see my granddaughter. After all, it is a great honor to be selected as a representative of the children to attend the farewell ceremony!
Of course, it would be even better if it could be photographed and broadcast on TV!
"Old man, is that Shanshan?"
Zhou Qing pointed at a group of children waving flowers and leaning towards the TV. Wang Shan was obviously standing in the first row.
"That's right!" Lin Ting hurried over, "Hey, why is the picture gone? Just shoot a few more seconds, the child is so cute!"
Zhou Qing also complained, "It was only two or three seconds! I couldn't see it clearly!"
When the sound of rain outside the window became louder and the TV showed the convoy of the People's Liberation Army Hong Kong Garrison passing Shennan Road in the pouring rain, Lin Ting sighed:
"God has eyes. This is helping our country to wash away the shame of the past century! It's a pity that Mr. Deng didn't see it. Alas..."
"Yeah, what a pity. The song says it well, Chairman Mao let us stand up and be the masters of our own destiny, and Deng let us get rich through reform and opening up! We are so lucky to have come across such a good era!" Zhou Qing also said.
"Think about the hard times we went through before, and look at the present situation. We couldn't even dream of it!"
"Oh, don't think about it. Hurry up and cook some ginger soup. Qiuqiu and Xiuren will definitely be soaked through. Shanshan might get soaked too!" Lin Ting hurriedly reminded them because he was afraid that the family of three would catch a cold.
Zhou Qing hurried to the kitchen, muttering, "I have to hurry up, I'm still waiting to watch the handover ceremony!"
Not long after, the couple, dripping with water from head to toe, ran into the house. The excitement on their faces had not faded, and their eyes were sparkling from their tears.
Without having time to say anything more, each person was forced to drink a bowl of thick ginger soup and then was pushed to wash.
When the teacher sent Wang Shan back, the family hurriedly helped the big baby, whose clothes were wet, take a bath, and then listened to her vivid description.
"The kids in our preschool class stand in the front row. I'm not as tall as Huang Xinxin, so I stand in the first row." Wang Shan gestured happily.
"The teacher asked us to hold flowers. When I saw the PLA soldiers, I waved them vigorously. The PLA soldiers even smiled at me!"
“The older brothers and sisters behind me sang the national anthem, and I joined in!” Wang Shan puffed out her chest with pride.
"Shanshan is amazing! Your grandma and I saw you on TV!"
Lin Ting's words made Wang Shan even more excited, "Really? Really?"
"It's true, but the picture changed too quickly, in less than three seconds!" Zhou Qing has always felt regretful about this.
"It's good enough to be on TV. There are so many people here!" Lin Qiu comforted.
"That's right!"
"Look, the handover ceremony is about to begin!"
After the PLA comrade with a resolute face said, "On behalf of the Chinese People's Liberation Army stationed in Hong Kong, I take over the barracks. You can be laid off and we will take over. I wish you a safe journey," Lin Qiu's entire family stood up.
At midnight, the national anthem was played, the five-star red flag rose slowly, and the family of five sang along:
"Rise up, you who refuse to be slaves..."
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