Chapter 345: It’s better to rise
The two rows of large characters "Long Live the People's Republic of China" and "Long Live the Great Unity of the People of the World" on the left and right are both visually impactful and shocking.
In the old newspapers that Fu Jingyou read in the past, he saw foreigners saying that they were backward and weak.
But at this moment, looking at the magnificent scene before me.
His eyes were burning, his heart was surging with other thoughts.
They may be behind, but they are not weak.
The dormant lion will eventually wake up.
Unity is strength, and hundreds of millions of people are a strong and solid rope.
This concentrated power will one day in the future reveal China's splendor and glory to everyone...
Tang Mei smiled, noticing Fu Jingyou's concentration, and she explained gently:
"We came out a little late, and the five-star red flag had already been raised... If we had arrived earlier, we could have seen the flag-raiser coming from Chang'an Avenue."
Fu Jingyou nodded and said only "It's good to rise up" and nothing else.
Only a pair of deep peach blossom eyes seemed to be flashing with red light, always staring back in the direction of the square.
He had seen the solemn red color floating in the air at the top of the flagpole once before.
It was brought to him by Lu Miao.
Tang Mei laughed and said, "Okay, get off the car."
Fu Jingyou nodded in response.
He had originally prepared to carry the bag and follow her, but unexpectedly Tang Mei did not take him directly to Qianmen Street.
Instead, he crossed the road, turned at the intersection, and then crossed another road, arriving directly at the edge of Tiananmen Square.
"Aunt, what is this?"
"The department store is right there. You rarely come here, so I'll show you around."
Since they were already in the square, Fu Jingyou did not refuse.
Tang Mei was born in the countryside north of Beijing, but moved to the city at the age of seventeen to take care of her pregnant sister. Later, she took care of Lu Miao and has been living in the city center ever since.
When she was young, she came to Tiananmen Square many times and knew every place well.
Leading Fu Jingyou to watch, Tang Mei explained along the way:
"This is the Jinshui Bridge. In the past, only high-ranking officials and royal relatives passed through it. Now, anyone can pass through it. We have to thank the leadership of our party and the great leader for liberating us."
At this time, everyone who came to Tiananmen Square to watch was eager to take a photo in front of Tiananmen Square.
The edge of the square was lined with people holding retro cameras.
Tang Mei asked Fu Jingyou to go as well.
Fu Jingyou couldn't let go, Tang Mei said:
"You're a grown man, why are you so shy? You've seen it, but your fellow villagers back home haven't! Go take a couple of pictures and show them to your uncle and aunt later."
Fu Jingyou thought about it and agreed.
The old couple in my family probably won’t be able to come to such a far place in their lifetime, let alone see such a magnificent scene.
After waiting in line for about forty minutes, Fu Jingyou paid for two photos, a total of 40 cents.
Write the flight number and photo receiving address on the photographer's notebook.
Fu Jingyou straightened the collar of his coat, glanced at the large portrait of the great man behind him, adjusted his posture and took the first photo.
From five or six meters away, Tang Mei shouted:
"Xiao Fu, smile, smile, why do you always have such a stern face?"
Fu Jingyou swallowed, straightened his back and tried to smile.
But when facing the camera, he felt a little uncomfortable.
When he smiled, he could feel the corners of his mouth twitching.
Just take a photo at that moment.
The master waved his hand and said:
"Okay, it takes time to develop the photos. I estimate they'll be mailed in ten days, so they'll arrive in about half a month."
Fu Jingyou nodded, thanked her and ran to Tang Mei.
"Are the people taking photos here arranged by a state-owned unit?"
"uncertain."
Tang Mei shook her head, knowing why Fu Jingyou asked this, and explained:
"Don't underestimate the value of cameras. There are quite a few people who secretly use them. In the past, there were always people who came here secretly, claiming to be a family, and charged tourists to take pictures. They charged different prices, one higher than the other..."
The tourists disagreed on the price and started arguing with the photographers, and the photographers also started arguing with each other.
There were several accidents and it was difficult to manage the place because of the large number of people. Later, the prices were unified and special spots were set up for taking photos.
As for taking photos as a souvenir, I just let go.
Fu Jingyou nodded in understanding, thinking about something.
Afterwards, they went to the department store. Tang Mei was stationed at the counter buying New Year's goods. Fu Jingyou saw that she couldn't finish the work for a while, so he greeted her and started hanging around beside her.
I don’t know whether to say I’m lucky or unlucky.
He visited the big department store in the city several times, but each time he had few tickets.
This time it is like this.
Fu Jingyou did not alarm Tang Mei.
He had quite a bit of money on him, but he couldn't afford to buy anything big, so he wandered around and bought some small things.
For example, the nails of the eldest and second child in the family grow fast.
Every time Lu Miao said he wanted to cut his hair, he would hold a pair of big scissors and wave them at the little fingers of his son or daughter, and Fu Jingyou would feel scared when he saw it.
But I can't not cut it.
Especially the second child, not only does he catch the eldest child when playing, but sometimes he even catches himself when he is confused.
I saw that there are nail clippers for cutting nails sold at Jingshi Department Store, but I don’t know whether they are good or not.
But the advantage is that it is small and you don’t have to worry about cutting off your baby’s fingers.
Fu Jingyou bought two.
After wandering around for a while, it was already past four in the afternoon when I got home.
The eaves of the houses in the alley were covered with snow everywhere, and even though it was already dark, it was still very bright in front of us.
Lu Yuanzheng did not come that day and returned at around 2:00 p.m. the next day.
At that time, Tang Mei was cleaning the house. Fu Jingyou took off his thick cotton coat, set up a ladder, climbed onto the kitchen roof, and helped clean the chimney.
The gate of the courtyard was open, and Lu Yuanzheng entered the courtyard without Fu Jingyou noticing.
When he turned around suddenly, Fu Jingyou was startled to see someone staring at him under the eaves.
"dad……"
"Yeah, here I come."
Lu Yuanzheng glanced at him and walked into the house carrying a bundle of oil-paper packages.
Fu Jingyou patted the black ash off his hands and climbed down the ladder from the roof.
Tang Mei was busy preparing dinner.
Lu Yuanzheng was a man of few words. He went upstairs to put down his things, took the enamel pot downstairs, and while pouring water from the thermos with a wicker cover, he asked coldly:
"How is your wife?"
"I was a little weak before, but now I'm almost recovered. I've been taking good care of myself since autumn and winter, and I haven't been sick since then."
"Um."
Lu Yuanzheng nodded his chin, then sat down at the table and pointed at it, motioning Fu Jingyou to sit down.
After the others sat down, he drank the hot water in small sips, not caring about the heat. His tone was calm and indifferent as he continued to ask:
"How are the two children? That girl?"
"After that gentleman from the Northwest saw it, Erbao never had any problems again..."
Thinking of his wife and two children, Fu Jingyou showed a genuine smile on his face.
"Now she walks more steadily than before, when my aunt was walking. It was also a time for mischief."
Lu Yuanzheng said "hmm" again.
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