Chapter 239 Celebration Together
There is a small utility room at home, and most of the things in it are his grandfather’s carpenter’s tools.
He Yuxiang searched for a long time before he found a small hammer, several nails of different lengths, and a carpenter's square.
Seeing that he had all the tools ready, He Yuan said, "I'll go get the ladder."
"good."
He Yuxiang also followed to take a look.
The ladder is placed in the backyard. You can reach the backyard by turning a corner from the main hall. The ladder is leaning against the outer wall of the main hall.
He Yuan shook the bamboo ladder, which creaked. If he stepped on it, he would probably miss it. "Hasn't this ladder been used for a long time?"
"Yes, the ladder is quite high, and it's too crowded in the utility room, so I put it over here." He Yuxiang also took it and shook it, and saw that the ladder had cracks all over it. He hesitated and said, "Should I go ask an old man where he has a ladder?"
"OK."
He Yuan nodded.
He Yuxiang went to the alley entrance to find an old man and asked him which family had a ladder.
The old man was still wondering: "No one in your family needs to go to work or school today, so why are all of you back?"
He Yuxiang pursed his lips and said calmly, "My aunt won the silk banner. She was so happy that she asked us to go home and see her."
"What! A pennant!"
The uncle was shocked.
The other uncles and aunts at the alley also stood up in unison: "Is it a real banner?"
He Yuxiang: "How can the banner be fake?"
Everyone thought so too.
If they dare to forge the silk banner, the silver bracelet will be waiting for them.
Everyone rushed to see what the banner looked like. Someone in the alley got the banner, which was a huge honor.
Someone quickly notified the street office and asked them to come and take a look.
An old man also took He Yuxiang to borrow a ladder.
Chen Qing, who was letting Xiaoyu play with the tassels of the silk banner at home, suddenly saw a group of uncles and aunts coming. He frowned and asked, "Are you making trouble?"
"How can that be possible, Xiaoqing? We heard that you got the silk banner. Show it to us."
"Yes, this is a matter of honor for the family. Your parents... no, anyway, this is a great joyous event!"
"Yes, it must be hung below the President's portrait."
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Everyone expressed their opinions, and some told Xiaoyu not to touch it, saying it was a treasure and what would happen if it broke.
Xiaoyu was surprised.
The banner was red with golden tassels. She thought it was beautiful and wanted to play with it, so her aunt let her play with it, but reminded her not to tear the words on it.
So she played with the tassels happily.
She also let Maomao hold it up, so that when the tassels were fanned, they had a beautiful arc, which was really fun!
Are silk banners so precious?
Maomao felt the temperature was hot, because he always easily destroyed things, but those were things that could be bought with money, but the banner seemed to be something that money could not buy, so he was so scared that he quickly handed it to his aunt.
Everyone just thought that Chen Qingxin was really generous.
Chen Qing looked at the intact banner and felt that it was not a big problem.
Soon, the ladder arrived.
A portrait of the chairman hangs high on the wall in the center of the main hall.
This is a portrait that every household must have. No matter how big the banner is, it cannot be taller than the portrait, so it is placed in the lower left corner of the portrait.
Because people from the street office came and told them that they could apply for the "Three Good Families" by the end of the year.
With a hint of expectation, Chen Qing set his sights on the lower left corner.
What if?
If there is another three-good family, the portrait will have protectors on both sides.
I believe that must be the perfect picture.
He Yuan stood on the ladder, marked the position on the wall with a square, and was about to knock when a group of people below heard some discussion.
"A little higher on the left..."
"Yes, that's it!"
"No, no, lower it a little."
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Everyone was very enthusiastic about the height of the banner. Chen Qing stood at a distance to check and saw that it was almost there. He said, "Knock."
Ding, ding, ding.
With three crisp knocks, the nail was firmly driven into the wall.
After He Yuan finished the matter, he came down from the ladder.
Naturally, it was Chen Qing who hung the banner himself.
"I'll hold the ladder for you."
"OK."
Chen Qing took the banner and climbed up quickly.
Everyone held their breath and watched the bright red banner slowly unfold. The slogan "Speaking for the People, True Successor to the Communist Party" sparkled brightly in the sun.
"It's so beautiful! My aunt is so amazing." Xiaoyu was the first to applaud.
Maomao exclaimed, "How magnificent."
Everyone applauded.
Chen Qing came down from the ladder, stood on the ground, looked up, and said, "Not bad."
"Xiaoqing is really promising."
"This banner really brings honor to our alley."
"Look at what it says: successor to the Communist Party. That's great."
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Everyone admired the banner and kept praising Chen Qing, with all kinds of corny words coming out of their mouths.
Chen Qing really couldn't adapt, so he asked them to go home quickly.
In fact, everyone wanted to ask Chen Qing how he got the banner, but the time was too short and they were driven away before they could ask.
An old man carried the ladder away.
The house is quiet again.
He Yuxiang stared at the bright red.
It seems that many people are pursuing this touch of red, including grandparents, dad, and aunt.
Obviously, they only care about themselves most of the time, but they do not hesitate to contribute to the better development of the country.
Would this really be better?
He Yuxiang couldn't figure it out, but he felt a swelling in his heart.
His previous dream was to become a soldier, like his father, and defend his country.
But after my father died, my grandparents and mother passed away one after another, and the family collapsed completely.
He and his sister also became the poor ones in everyone's eyes.
At that time, he still wanted to be a soldier because soldiers had the highest status and he could support his sister well.
He doesn't have any dreams now. He just wants to save money to give his sister a good life, and then be filial to his aunt when he grows up.
Besides that, he didn't know what to do.
He tilted his head to look at his aunt.
My aunt was also looking up at the banner hanging high, with tears in her eyes.
He Yuxiang pursed his lips, his mind echoing with the words his teacher often said: "When the people have faith, the country has strength, and the nation has hope."
He was not sure what kind of person he would become in the future, but the only thing he was sure of was that he would never do anything that would harm the national interest.
He Yuxiang quietly returned to the room while no one was paying attention.
He placed the photos of his grandparents, parents and parents in order and said to them seriously:
"My aunt received a banner with the words 'Speaking for the people, a true successor to the Communist Party' written on it. It's a high compliment. If you were still alive, you would definitely be very happy after seeing it."
As he spoke, his eyes became slightly red.
After a long silence, he continued, "By the way, I was beaten up by someone yesterday, but you don't need to worry, my aunt has already avenged me. She lost her job and punched that guy three times."
"I thought she was stupid, but I was inexplicably happy. Maybe I became a little stupid too."
He took a deep breath and spoke softly: "If you can hear me, please bless the people in this room, including Xiaoyu, my aunt, my uncle, and Maomao. They are all very good."
"You should be able to hear it, so come celebrate for your aunt together."
"I have to go to the supply and marketing cooperative. My uncle bought beef today, but I want to buy a few bottles of Beibingyang because my aunt and Xiaoyu both like it very much."
"I'm leaving first."
After saying that, he put the photo back in place, took out five dollars from where he hid the money, turned around, opened the door, and went to the supply and marketing cooperative.
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