Chapter 198
The next day, Song Yuangang woke up and had breakfast at Old Song's house. The atmosphere at the table was harmonious. After all, they hadn't seen each other for months, so there was always a lot to talk about. Moreover, although they had moved to the county town, Feng Guizhi had lived in the Hongqi Production Brigade for decades, and she still missed him a little.
"The brigade had a good harvest this year, and it's all thanks to Jianye. Thanks to that pump, the crops didn't die from drought, and the harvest was so good..."
Song Yuangang spoke a lot more, and everyone at the table listened attentively, their expressions still tinged with nostalgia. The scenes of last year's rush to harvest were still vivid in his mind, and the days of going to work seemed like just yesterday, but listening to them now, it seemed so far away.
After breakfast, Song Yuangang left, and Song Jianshe went to see him off. Feng Guizhi stood at the door and watched them go away until they were no longer in sight, then she turned around and went back into the house.
This meeting with Song Yuangang seemed like just an interlude. After all, life goes on, and one must always look forward. The days in the Red Flag Production Brigade will not disappear, but they will be buried deep in memory.
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By the end of July, the weather was already very hot, but the children didn't mind the heat and ran around outside every day. However, there were only a few alleys around, and it was really not as fun as the back mountain.
After playing for half a month, the little ones were a little bored and listless: "Oh, it's so boring, I want to go to the back mountain to pick wild fruits."
"You can also go find cicada shells, or dig wild vegetables."
"I miss Brother Yibei too. I wonder what he's doing now and whether he misses us."
After saying that, a few of the younger ones sighed heavily: "Alas!"
As soon as Song Jianshe entered the room, he saw several children squatting together with sad faces. He took out something from his cloth bag and placed it in front of them, saying deliberately, "It seems that you guys are not in the mood to eat. Sigh, it's a waste of my bringing it all the way back. But it's okay, I can give it to your grandma and your uncle and aunt. It won't be wasted anyway."
Song Jianshe turned around and was about to leave when Yuanbao quickly grabbed him and said, "Dad, what did you bring back?"
"Fourth Uncle, you bought us something delicious again? What is it this time?"
"Show us now."
Song Jianshe was
The little ones were gathered in the middle, unable to leave even if they wanted to. He shook the thing in his hand and said, "This is it. I haven't eaten it either, but I heard it's delicious. No, I have to try it first."
Yuanbao quickly jumped up and hugged Song Jianshe's hand: "Dad, what is this?"
Seeing the eager looks on the faces of the little ones, Song Jianshe stopped teasing them and gave each of them a popsicle. "This is called a popsicle, specially eaten in the summer. You can't keep it, it will melt soon, so eat it quickly."
After distributing the popsicles to them, Song Jianshe gave the rest to Feng Guizhi, Li Qingyan, and Sun Suyun. However, Song Aiguo and Chen Xiuxiu had not returned yet, so he didn't know whether the popsicles would have melted by the time they returned.
Yuanbao and the others each took one, and the first feeling they had was coolness. The weather was so hot now, and the cool touch felt particularly comfortable.
"It's so cold."
Baoya also took one in her hand. She looked at the popsicle in her hand and put her nose close to it to smell it. She didn't smell any fragrance, but when she got closer, she could feel the cool air. She gently put it on her face and instantly felt the coolness on her cheek.
Over there, Yuanbao and his friends couldn't wait to tear off the outer wrapping paper, revealing the white popsicle inside. Yuanbao opened his mouth and took a big bite, then his face wrinkled and he jumped on the spot.
"What's wrong, Yuanbao?"
"Yuanbao, what's wrong with you? Is it not tasty?"
"Is it too cold?"
Yuanbao swallowed the popsicle with difficulty, and instantly felt a coolness go down his throat and into his stomach. He slurped his saliva and then spoke: "It's cold, so cold, I almost felt my teeth fall out."
With Yuanbao's experience as a lesson, others became much more cautious when eating popsicles. They would lick the outside a few times first, and then take a small bite. After finishing a popsicle, they felt that a lot of the heat in their bodies had dissipated.
The little ones were licking their lips, still feeling unsatisfied. It was their first time eating popsicles, and they felt that this thing was really great. Not only was it delicious but it was also cool, which was very comfortable to eat in the summer.
Baoya ate slowly, but the popsicle melted quickly. While she was eating, it turned into water and was about to drip out. Baoya could only bite it quickly and finished it in a hurry.
"Whoever made the popsicles is amazing! They're so delicious in the summer."
“Yes, and
It’s so sweet, just like drinking sugar water.”
"My mouth is still cold now." The little ones said, smacking their lips and savoring the taste.
Song Jianshe finished his popsicle in a few bites. He walked over and said to the children, "Don't throw away the popsicle sticks. When you have a few more, I will teach you a fun way to play with them."
When Yuanbao and the others heard this, they looked at the popsicle sticks in their hands, then looked at Song Jianshe, and were very curious: "How can we play with this?"
"I'll teach you later." After saying that, Song Jianshe handed the washed popsicle stick in his hand to Yuanbao.
The children washed their popsicle sticks with clean water and placed them on the window to dry. Yuanbao counted them one by one and said, "There are nine here. If I eat them next time, it will be... one nine equals nine, two nines equals eighteen, which means there are eighteen."
Soon, however, a few more popped up on the window. Song Aiguo and the others hadn't returned yet, and seeing that the popsicles were almost melting, Song Jianshe and Sun Suyun each ate one. Feng Guizhi and Li Qingyan didn't eat any of them because they were too cold, and gave the remaining three to the younger ones.
Bowen and Boyu, the two eldest brothers, did not eat any, then Wenjie and Wenzhi ate one, Yunduo and Baoya ate one, and Yuanbao and Tianen ate one together, which was just enough to share.
After these few finished eating, there were fourteen popsicles on the window. Seeing that it was still a while before dark, Song Jianshe called the children over and said, "Come on, there's nothing to do now. I'll teach you how to play with popsicle sticks."
Several children squatted in a circle, watching Song Jianshe's movements. Song Jianshe held the popsicle sticks in one hand, and when he loosened his grip, the sticks scattered and fell to the ground, piled up in a mess. Then Song Jianshe carefully picked out a single stick and said:
"When you play this, you have to not touch the popsicle sticks, and then pick them out one by one and take them away. If you touch them, you lose, and the next person takes over until all the popsicle sticks are collected."
After hearing this, Yuanbao looked at the popsicle sticks piled up below, frowning tightly: "But, if they are placed together like this, they will definitely move."
"Not necessarily." Song Jianshe said as his men were carefully picking apart two popsicle sticks that were stuck together.
Several of the younger ones also stared at it carefully, not daring to breathe. Then, Song Jianshe was quick-witted and adjusted the angle before suddenly exerting force to remove the popsicle stick that was pressing down on it.
The one at the bottom didn't move.
"Wow!"
"It really didn't move!" The little ones opened their mouths wide, very surprised.
Song Jianshe tried a few more, but soon one of the popsicle sticks started moving, so he stopped and said, "That's probably how you play it. I think you all understand, right?"
After saying that, he threw down the popsicle stick in his hand and stood up: "Okay, you guys play by yourselves. I'll buy you some popsicles in a couple of days. By then, there should be enough popsicle sticks for you to play with."
The children were playing this game for the first time, and after seeing Song Jianshe leave, they quickly jumped in. Although they were still short on popsicle sticks, it didn't stop them from having fun. They played rock-paper-scissors to decide the order, and even Baoya joined in. They gathered around the game, completely engrossed in the fun, with no trace of the sighs from earlier.
Li Qingyan brought Tiantian out and saw the other children playing happily together. She looked at Song Jianshe and said with a smile, "You bought the popsicles just in time."
Song Jianshe opened his arms and picked up Tiantian, holding her high above his head, making her giggle. Then he replied, "How else could I marry such a smart and beautiful wife like you?"
Li Qingyan smiled and hit him unhappily.
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After having something new to eat, the children were no longer bored like before. However, this summer was too hot, and when the weather was hot, their appetites were not as good. Seeing that everyone's appetite had not been very good in the past few days, especially the children, who obviously ate less, Feng Guizhi thought about making some delicious and appetizing dishes.
Feng Guizhi got up early in the morning, planning to go to the morning market to buy some vegetables so that she could come back in time for breakfast. And even if she came back late, her daughters-in-law were all there, so she wouldn't have to miss out on food.
However, when Feng Guizhi was about to go out with her vegetable basket, she saw Baoya coming out of the house, rubbing her eyes, obviously having just woken up.
Baoya saw Feng Guizhi and saw that she seemed to be about to go out, so she walked towards her and grabbed the corner of Feng Guizhi's clothes.
Feng Guizhi saw that Baoya seemed a little depressed, so she asked softly, "Did Baoya have a nightmare?"
Baoya thought about the content of the dream, hesitated for two seconds, and then shook her head.
Feng Guizhi knows
Baoya's special ability made her feel a little worried when she saw that she had dreamed again, so she asked a few more questions. However, Baoya didn't say much, just said that she couldn't remember clearly.
Feng Guizhi guessed that it was not a bad dream, so she didn't ask any more questions. Then she took Baoya's hand and took her to the vegetable market.
The morning dishes were all the freshest, and Feng Guizhi bought quite a few. However, it was still summer, and the temperature was high, so many things couldn't be kept well, so she only bought enough meat for today.
When they came out, the sun was out and the temperature was rising. Feng Guizhi took Baoya home, asking her if she wanted to eat anything.
At this moment, a man not far away accidentally glanced over and saw Baoya, and was stunned. It looked so similar...
After being distracted for a while, Jiang Zhenggao came back to his senses and wanted to chase after him, but when he looked over again, there was no one there. Jiang Zhenggao was secretly a little annoyed. After searching around for two circles without success, Jiang Zhenggao shook his head and thought:
Probably, they just look alike...
The author has something to say: Everyone should have played the game of picking popsicle sticks, right? I loved playing it when I was a child, and it is a childhood memory.
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There are also pre-collected articles "I Have a Child in the 1970s" and "The Gluttonous Villain in the 1970s", and there will be red envelopes when the articles are published.
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