The show ended, the night was already deep, and the stars in the sky kept blinking.
The residents got up and left one after another.
Li Donglai also asked Shazhu to help put away the electrical plugboard, and he carefully carried the TV back home.
Since both Wei Dong and Wei Guo were asleep, Ding Qiunan was holding the two children alone and was unable to move the stool. Li Donglai had no choice but to return to the middle courtyard again.
But he saw Song Tianliang sitting on a chair, his expression a little dull, his eyes staring blankly at the square table.
Li Donglai frowned, walked up to him and waved: "Old Song, are you okay?"
"Ah? It's okay. The show is over?"
Song Tianliang woke up with a start, stood up unsteadily, and moved the chair out.
After taking two steps, he suddenly stopped and said something that left Li Donglai confused.
"Comrade Li Donglai, you may not know that I was supposed to be the program producer of this news gala..."
Before Li Donglai could react, Song Tianliang shook his head and walked into the dim night.
Looking at his back, Li Donglai was a little confused.
The program producer of the News Gala is Xie Jin.
As early as the 1950s, Xie Jin served as the assistant director in the love movie "The Dumb Wife".
Later, as a director, he made a series of movies such as "Blue Bridge Club" and "Women's Basketball Team 5".
Among them, "Women's Basketball No. 5" also won the Silver Medal of the International Film Festival held at the 6th World Youth Festival and the Silver Hat Award of the Mexico International Film Festival.
It is one of the few domestic films in this era that has won an international award.
After the spring breeze blows, director Xie Jin has won many international awards for his extraordinary directing skills.
He became one of the most famous directors in the country.
It is well deserved for him to produce such a blockbuster program as "Spring Festival Gala".
Song Mingliang?
This name has never been heard of in later generations.
Why does he think Xie Jin should give up his position to him?
Li Donglai thought for a moment and couldn't figure it out, so he simply stopped thinking about it.
Anyway, this matter has nothing to do with me.
It's better to move the chair back quickly, wash up, and rest early.
No, that's not right. Before taking a break, you have to continue the great cause of creating people.
....
Entering the house, Ding Qiunan had already got into bed and covered his head with the quilt.
Seeing Li Donglai push open the door and secretly poke his head out from under the quilt, his little red face was really cute.
"Kick-kick"
Ding Qiunan smiled foolishly, his big watery eyes covered with a layer of mist.
Li Donglai seems to have returned to the war-torn era.
Li Yunlong's roar rang in his ears: "Comrade Li Donglai, I order you to fire on the hilltop opposite."
"Yes, tent!"
"哐剬"
Li Donglai stretched out his long legs and closed the door.
"Daughter-in-law, I'm here."
....
Half an hour later, Ding Qiunan's mind went blank.
The void stretched infinitely, and the world seemed to have returned to a state of chaos, leaving only her and Li Donglai.
She seemed to have lost consciousness briefly, and she didn't know when she was awakened by the sound of raindrops falling on the eaves.
Hearing, smell, and touch recovered little by little.
The whole world is gradually becoming clearer.
This kind of clarity made her feel uncomfortable. She squeezed into Li Donglai's arms and murmured: "You seem to have become a lot worse again."
.....
In the large courtyard next door.
Deputy Director Wang sat at the door, staring at the water splashing on the ground in a daze.
He never expected that there would be no "customers" tonight.
Mrs. Wang stood nearby with a gloomy face and kept cursing: "Lao Liu next door, Lao Zhang in the front yard, and the idiot in the backyard. They are too shameless. Every time I charge them half a kilo less noodles.
They didn’t even come to support me!”
When Deputy Director Wang heard this, he frowned and raised the corners of his mouth slightly: "Take half a pound less? Then we can eat and drink whatever we want, Hongxing, this is not your style?"
Seeing that Deputy Factory Director Wang was suspicious, Mrs. Wang's heart trembled and her fingers trembled, but her expression did not change: "They are all old customers. Don't I want them to come more often? This is called small profits.
The price per sale is low, but if the number of sales is high, we can still make money.”
"That seems to be the truth."
Deputy Director Wang always felt it was a bit strange, but he didn't say anything more.
Mrs. Wang deliberately changed the topic: "Damn Li Donglai, money dropped on the ground and he didn't pick it up. He is indeed a complete fool."
When Li Donglai was mentioned, Deputy Director Wang completely forgot about what happened just now, and his face became gloomy: "This kid has ruined my good deeds many times, we can't let it go like this!"
He, Lao Wang, is not a tolerant person. He always has to find a way to get revenge on those who have bullied him over the years.
Take last winter for example, a security officer from the security department made him wait for a while longer in the cold wind because he opened the door a little late.
He felt that the man was deliberately bullying him, and he remembered it in his heart from then on.
Even though the security officer was officially on staff, he still spent half a year creating opportunities to get that person away.
Deputy Director Wang’s motto is that I can’t let the world down, but the world can’t let me down.
Deputy Director Wang made a mental note and realized that he had lost at least 8 yuan tonight.
8 yuan is enough for him to buy two bottles of Maotai.
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and the more angrily he thought about it, and the more he thought about it, the angrier he became. Finally, he stood up angrily, walked to the back room, and took out a small notebook from the drawer.
Write down Li Donglai's name on it and write down the reason: I deliberately showed the TV for free, causing me to lose eight yuan.
A dozen names have been written down in the small book, with reasons written behind each name.
Liu Erchui didn't say hello to me when we met.
Wang Ermazi, when you were sharpening the scissors, you charged me 1 penny more.
Zhang Hong was eating in the cafeteria at noon and took my seat.
...
After reading it carefully and reading the names twice, Deputy Director Wang was filled with passion.
He shouted outside.
"Honey, do the laundry!"
Then lie down on the bed.
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On the second day of the Lunar New Year, the old Chinese custom is to return to your parents’ home.
A married daughter takes her husband and children back to her parents' home to pay New Year's greetings.
Since he had to go to work in the afternoon, Li Donglai got up early in the morning.
After a simple breakfast, everyone dressed up.
Li Donglai got on his bicycle, drove Ding Qiunan, Wei Dong and Wei Guo in the direction of Ding's house.
Hanging on the handle of the car were boxes of snacks from Daoxiang Village, two big roosters, two big carps, and seven or eight pounds of fat.
A bicycle was full of people, and Wei Dong and Wei Guo could only sit on the front bumper.
From a distance, it looks like the Transformers of later generations.
However, in this era, a family often only has one bicycle, and most of them use the same way to travel.
Walking on the street, it doesn't look out of place.
By the time we arrived at Dingjia Alley, the early morning mist had dissipated.
There was a woman who got up early and was exercising. When she saw a family arriving, she smiled and said hello.
"Qiunan is back!"
"Hey, look, these two little people look like porcelain dolls."
Li Donglai slowly stopped the bicycle, and Ding Qiunan jumped off the back seat and greeted with a smile: "Aunt Zhou, happy New Year."
She looked at Wei Dong and Wei Guo: "Your name is Aunt Zhou."
The two little ones looked at the old woman curiously with wide eyes, and said in a childish voice, "Happy New Year, Aunt Zhou."
"Hey, what a gift. Come, grandma will give you lucky money." Aunt Zhou said as she took the money out of her pocket.
Ding Qiunan quickly went up and hugged her: "Aunt Zhou, no need, really no need."
According to Beijing's rules, only relatives will give each other new year's money to each other's children.
Aunt Zhou is just a nearby resident, and her relationship with the Ding family is average. They don't usually interact with each other on weddings and weddings.
Naturally, Ding Qiunan couldn't let the children receive New Year's money from Aunt Zhou.
Aunt Zhou grasped Ding Qiunan's hand, and a hint of sincerity appeared on her face: "Daughter, please listen to what I have to say first."
Ding Qiunan nodded with confusion.
"It's a bit unlucky to say those things during the Chinese New Year, but you are an honest girl. If I don't understand what I'm saying, you won't accept it."
Aunt Zhou paused and then said: "You also know that I have a grandson, right?"
"Yes, my nickname seems to be Xiaohua..." Ding Qiunan pursed her lips.
....Xiaohua. When he heard this name, Li Donglai knew the physical condition of this little flower.
There is a custom in Beijing that if a boy is weak and often sick, his family will give him a female nickname.
It means that this is a girl who is easy to support and hopes that the child will grow up safely.
This approach is full of parents' concern for their children, and it also has the meaning of favoring sons over daughters.
"Yes, it's called Xiaohua." Aunt Zhou looked very excited when she saw that Ding Qiunan could remember the child's name, with a rosy look on her face.
Her cloudy eyes flashed with light: "Xiaohua has been in poor health since she was a child. She often catches a cold when it's windy or rainy, which makes the whole family worried."
"Last spring, our capital city suddenly experienced a cold spring, and the temperature dropped by more than ten degrees overnight. Even the strong laborers couldn't bear it, and many of them caught colds and coughs.
Xiaohua's child was weak and suddenly had a high fever in the middle of the night. When Xiaohua's mother and I sent Xiaohua to the hospital, Xiaohua was already so feverish that she was talking nonsense.
The optician took the temperature and measured it, it was nearly 40 degrees.
It scared us to death at the time.
Fever can burn people out.
The second fool in the backyard is the one squatting naked at the gate all day long.
When I was young, I had a high fever and my brain was burned out.
Seeing that we were anxious, the doctor first prescribed metamizole to cool down Xiaohua.
After taking Xiaohua, the fever subsided quickly.
But when we got home, within a few hours, the fire started again.
We could only send Xiaohua to the hospital again.
The doctors examined Xiaohua in detail and finally determined what kind of lung infection it was.
We don’t understand it either, but according to the doctor it’s quite serious.
The doctor admitted Xiaohua to the hospital that day and gave her an intravenous drip.
As a result, after a week of intravenous drip injection, Xiaohua's symptoms were not getting better, and she even developed symptoms of coughing up blood.
It frightened our whole family at that time.
You also know that my son died young. My daughter-in-law and I are the only two people in the family. Xiaohua is our lifeblood.
The doctor was also very nervous and tried every means to treat Xiaohua.
But Xiaohua's condition was so serious that the doctor used a lot of anti-inflammatory drugs but had no effect.
Just when our whole family was already disappointed and ready to accept this cruel reality.
The doctor suddenly told us some good news. There is now a new anti-inflammatory drug in China called cephalosporin.
According to doctors, the anti-inflammatory effect of cephalosporins is dozens of times that of general anti-inflammatory drugs, and it has no side effects on children.
It’s just that cephalosporin was not sold to the outside world at that time, and it was not available in hospitals.
Hopes were dashed again. Just when we had resigned ourselves to our fate, the doctor found out that Cephalosporin was developed by your family.
We shamelessly went to the door and asked Old Dingtou to come forward and get cephalosporins.
"
Ding Qiunan was surprised: "Old man Ding did it, why didn't I know where I was?"
Hearing this, Li Donglai nodded: "It is indeed true. At that time, you were busy taking the professional title exam, and your father was also working in the steel rolling mill. He met me during a meeting and told me about it.
"
After finishing speaking, Li Dong came to look at Aunt Zhou: "Auntie, our laboratory developed cephalosporin to treat diseases and save people. At that time, cephalosporin had been approved by the relevant departments. However, due to some problems in production technology, it was not mass-produced. I
Helping you get medicine is just a simple task and I don't deserve your thanks."
Aunt Zhou said: "Qiu Nan, others say that you have married a good husband. I didn't believe it at first, but now that I have seen it, I am convinced. You are capable and you are humble to others."
After Ding Qiunan's face turned red with embarrassment, Aunt Zhou looked at Li Donglai again with a solemn expression: "Comrade Donglai, your so-called effort has saved our little flower's life! Although our old Zhou family is not rich and powerful, we are still
People who are responsible for their duties should not do such ungrateful things. If you help us, we must repay you."
"Actually, after Xiaohua recovered from her illness, we went to Old Dingtou's house several times with gifts, trying to thank you through him, but Old Dingtou refused."
"This matter has been weighing on our minds. If you don't let your children receive the new year's money today, we will not feel at ease."
....
Aunt Zhou spoke to such an extent that Li Donglai could only look at Ding Qiunan: "Daughter-in-law, Aunt Zhou also has good intentions. Besides, she is an elder. It is not rude to give the children lucky money, so just let the children accept it."
Bar."
"Okay." Ding Qiunan nodded.
Seeing Ding Qiunan agreeing, Wei Dong and Wei Guo were so excited that they jumped off the side of the car.
Although these two children are lawless at home all day long, they still listen to Ding Qiunan's words.
Sometimes, even Li Donglai couldn't control them. As long as Ding Qiunan looked gloomy, the two brothers would immediately become obedient.
The two younger brothers walked up to Aunt Zhou, gave a decent salute, and said in a childish voice: "Grandma, we wish you a happy new year. We wish you good health and all the best in the new year. We also wish you good health and all the best in the new year."
Little flower brother will become solid from now on."
"Oh, these two kids are really good at talking." Aunt Zhou's face beamed with joy, and she put the New Year's money in their pockets.
Turning to look at Ding Qiunan: "Having such a good husband and such a sensible child, Qiunan, you are a blessed person."
Ding Qiunan blushed with embarrassment and turned to look at the man who was riding a bicycle with his hands in his pockets and the corners of his mouth cleft to the Mariana Trench.
