Jiang Yun's handmade needlework was completed successfully with the help of Bai Xiuzhen.
When Jiang Yonghua got home that night, he picked up the cotton scarf and knee pads that Jiang Yun had designed and looked at them. He praised them and said, "They are really beautiful!"
There was only the expected carrot, but no expected stick. Jiang Jun twisted his neck: "This is warm and windproof." It's a pity that his hand was injured and he couldn't embroider a flower on it, otherwise it would look better.
Jiang Yonghua looked at the back of Jiang Yun's hand, sighed, and reminded Jiang Lan: "Your sister's hands must not be wet. When you wash your face, remember to wring a towel for your sister."
Jiang Lan was as expected, regretful: "If only my hand was injured, it would be my sister twisting the towel for me!"
Jiang Jun looked at Jiang Lan speechlessly. If this child had only said the first half of the sentence, her sisterly love would have appeared deep.
Jiang Yonghua checked the sisters' belongings and made sure they were all in order.
I clearly told the two sisters what kind of New Year's supplies I was going to take to Tongcheng. Biscuits, noodles, and canned food were for Grandma, cigarettes were for Grandpa, sugar, flour, candies, peanuts, and sunflower seeds were for the festival, scraps of flowered cloth were for my aunt and my younger aunt, a flashlight was for my eldest uncle, and two pairs of new canvas military shoes were for my eldest and second uncles, and a cotton jacket was for Grandma...
After all, I packed a big travel bag.
Jiang Jun and Jiang Lan waited for a long time and finally set off with Jiang Yonghua.
They were riding in a supply truck belonging to the division's logistics department that was transporting supplies to the capital. A tarpaulin was placed on the trunk of the truck, and the cold wind blew around the people. The shaking truck would occasionally throw people off the truck bed.
Jiang Lan's excitement of riding in a big truck for the first time was soon lost due to the shaking. She lay quietly in Jiang Yonghua's arms, tears in her eyes.
There were several other soldiers in the car. Because there were two girls in the car, the soldiers became even more reserved. They sat upright in the car with their guns in their arms, without looking around and not saying a word.
Jiang Jun wore cotton gloves, held the handlebars tightly, and stared out of the car. The rural scenery gradually disappeared in the dust, and there was a simple power with a profound background that deeply attracted Jiang Jun's attention.
This is a pure natural and original ecological environment, the most beautiful original ecological environment that has not suffered any damage.
The supply truck took them to the bus station, and Jiang Lan came back to life as soon as she got off the bus.
In the 1970s, there was no commercial planning in Beijing. Qianmen Street had a natural and noble aura, with magnificent buildings and tall and imposing style, which made Jiang Lan stare at it.
Seeing the flag guards in the square and the soldiers guarding the city gates, Jiang Lan exclaimed: "Dad, these soldiers are better looking than the soldiers in our compound!"
Jiang Yonghua also liked Beijing. He noticed that Jiang Yun's focus was different: "Xiao Yun, what are you looking at?"
Jiang Jun looked at the flag guards: "Xiao Lan said they were good-looking, and they really are!"
In addition to their majesty, they also have a sense of pride!
Just like the military uniform on Jiang Yonghua, no matter where he goes, he will receive admiring gazes.
He often saw soldiers all day long in the compound, and didn't think it was anything special. But once he walked into a crowd, the mere presence of someone in uniform, the intimidating aura of a soldier, naturally made him the guardian of his place.
Jiang Yonghua smiled and said, "Of course it looks good! It will look even better during the military parade!"
When he returned home with the troops, he was overwhelmed with emotion by the crowds lining the streets to welcome him. Later, he followed his meritorious comrades to the capital to participate in the review and was received by the great leader. The sense of honor, mission and pride he felt was beyond words.
Jiang Lan's interests shifted everywhere. She wanted to drink yogurt, eat candied haws, and even take a sip of a big bowl of tea.
Entering the Dongdan Department Store, Jiang Yun, who was used to the colorful and modern department stores, was still shocked by the plainly decorated counters without any commercial window displays.
Jiang Yonghua went to queue up to buy side dishes, while Jiang Jun took Jiang Lan to visit other counters.
Jiang Yun thought that everyone in the country wore work clothes, but she discovered that in the clothing counters of the department store, in addition to Mao suits, there were also tweed coats, both single-breasted and double-breasted styles, hanging there in great style.
The popular clothes of this era were mostly of the same style. The changes in women's clothing were concentrated at the collar angles. The collar angles were sometimes round, sometimes square, sometimes sharp, and sometimes obtuse. It was nothing more than a slight difference in angle.
Jiang Jun couldn't help but ask the salesperson, "Do you sell skirts in the summer?"
The salesperson smiled and replied, "Of course, come here in the summer. In the summer, there are all kinds of braids hanging here. Girls your age look best in braids."
"Blagi" means dress in Russian. In the 1950s, the most popular thing in China was to learn Russian and wear Russian clothes. Dresses with Russian style were especially popular and became the object of imitation.
Jiang Jun didn't expect there would be dresses here. She moved closer to the counter, squinted her eyes to look at the price on the tag, stuck out her tongue, and said, "Cake seller, the gap between the rich and the poor is the same in ancient and modern times, in China and abroad!"
Jiang Lan exclaimed again: "Sister, I want to come here to work in the future. I will be happy looking at these good things every day!"
Jiang Jun was speechless. Jiang Lan was so incompetent that she would change her mind after seeing other good things.
Jiang Yun went to the cloth counter with great interest.
The shelves in the counter were filled with cloths of various patterns. A bundle of cloth was spread out on the counter, and the salesperson was measuring it with a wooden ruler.
The area of the military service center in the compound is not even as big as the counter here.
As expected, Jiang Lan changed her ambition again: "Wow, I want to work here, sister. When there are any new floral fabrics, I will be the first to write to you and tell you!"
"Let's go, let's go find Dad." Jiang Jun took Jiang Lan's hand and walked away: "You will want to change the counter again later."
Jiang Yonghua had already lined up in front of the counter and was talking to the salesperson while pointing at the beautiful candies.
Jiang Lan rushed over: "Dad, I want to eat a piece!"
The dazzling array of goods has made Jiang Lan dizzy and a little forgetful.
Jiang Jun quickly took Jiang Lan aside and said, "These are to be taken to grandma's house. You can eat them during the Chinese New Year."
Jiang Lan pouted in grievance, tears welling up in her eyes: "Dad bought so many candies, can't I just have one?"
Jiang Jun glanced at Jiang Lan. This girl just acted wildly without considering the occasion. She needed to be disciplined. She had spent a lot of money buying tickets and shopping all day. Jiang Yonghua was already embarrassed, but Jiang Lan was still asking for this and that without knowing the seriousness of the matter.
It happened that she had been away from Zhang Xiuying for three months, and she wanted to win Jiang Lan over: "If you don't eat now, I can read to you at night. If you can hold on until the New Year, I will read to you every day before the New Year."
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