Mother quickly reached out and snatched Liu Lang away.
"Mistress, is your great-grandson obedient?"
The father looked at Tai Nai sitting at the edge of the kang and asked with a smile.
Tai Nai usually lives with her grandfather. Now her mother is in the confinement period and usually has no one to help her, so she sent Tai Nai to her own home. Although Tai Nai is now nearly eighty years old and her legs and feet are a little unfavorable, she still helps.
Fold a quilt and see if the child is still fine.
"Okay... okay... hello to my great-great-grandson!"
Grandma kept cheering.
"Donglai, the window is leaking, please think of a way to block it."
Mother said to father.
"I know, I know, I brought a pile of newspapers from the police station, and soon it got stained... By the way, wait a minute!"
Suddenly my father remembered something and walked to the door. There was an electric meter hanging on the wall. He found a thin paper case from the side and inserted the paper case into the meter on tiptoe.
"Steal electricity!"
Liu Lang saw it clearly, and then a memory emerged in his mind.
Electric meters in this era are all mechanical. There is a piece of iron inside that can rotate. The more electricity is used, the faster it will rotate. Many people will secretly insert a piece of paper into the meter to jam the piece of iron.
You can "save" electricity.
"Oh, people nowadays are really smart!"
The father didn't know that his son was just one month old and started to criticize him. He took a stack of newspapers from the bicycle basket parked in the yard and placed it next to the kang.
"No one in the factory saw you taking the newspaper, right?"
mother asked.
"Only Lao Wangtou...! Go and boil some paste!"
said the father.
Mother nodded, put a little flour in a porcelain bowl in a corner of the room, put it in a small basin and stirred it for a while, then went to the outhouse and placed the iron basin on the stove.
A bowl of paste is made.
My father took the small basin of paste, took off his shoes and got on the kang, unfolded the newspaper, and slowly stuck it on the window. Soon, the window was covered with newspapers, blocking the slightest bit of cold wind.
Liu Lang was lying on the kang, and he looked up and saw the "People's Daily" posted at the top. The front page of the newspaper had this message: "The opening of the first private hotel in the capital marks a solid step in national reform...
…!”
"Yes, this year is 1980, and the first private hotel in the capital was opened this year. Reform and opening up... This spring breeze sweeping the entire country will become stronger and stronger, and I, Liu Lang, will not be able to survive in this life.
If I am no longer a spectator, I want to...!"
Just when Liu Lang was ambitiously planning his future world, his beautiful vision was shattered by his father.
"Daughter-in-law, today is my son's full moon. Have you decided on a name in the past two days?"
Father picked up Liu Lang and asked.
"The son belongs to your Liu family, so it's natural that you, the father, should give him the name. Didn't you say he has already chosen it?"
Mother said with a smile.
"Where can I come up with a name?"
My father made a fuss and said a little embarrassed.
Liu Lang knew that his father and mother's generation had not attended school for more than a few days, and their highest education level was just junior high school. It was not that they did not like studying, but that they responded to the country's call to "go to the mountains and go to the countryside" as soon as they entered junior high school.
At that time, he was working as a miner in an iron mine, working hard to earn work points from 7 to 5 every day. It was not until three years ago that he came out of the mine and became a factory worker. Naturally, a young man with a junior high school education could not
Dare to give a name easily.
"By the way, don't we have a Xinhua dictionary at home? Find it and I'll look through it to see if there are any good names."
Father suddenly slapped his head.
"The dictionary? It's in the box!"
Mother opened a large box next to her and pulled out a dictionary.
"Xinhua Dictionary!"
Liu Lang, who was held in his arms by his father, recognized the most widely circulated book in the country at a glance. The blue cover had the words "Xinhua Dictionary" written on it, and below it was the fifth edition of 1971. You need to know
In Liu Langtian's previous life, this dictionary was already in its eleventh edition, a full six editions short.
"Son, look, if you knew all the words in this dictionary, you would be a college student."
Father held Liu Lang in one hand and picked up the Xinhua Dictionary with the other, then opened the first page, revealing the title page inside.
“Quotes from Great Men!”
The big red characters on the title page are eye-catching.
My father didn't read this great man's quotation and quickly flipped through the dictionary.
"This jade character is good...and this yang character is also good...well, well, this dragon character is even better...!"
My father rummaged through this thick dictionary and couldn't come up with any results.
"That's not right!"
Liu Lang was a little confused at this moment. This was very different from the "history" he knew.
In his previous life, when Liu Lang was seventeen or eighteen years old, his father once told him the origin of his name. It was very simple. His father said that he remembered a kind of beautiful jade named Lang. Liu Lang did look very white, so he named him Liu.
Lang.
However, there is another version of Liu Lang's "naming rights" issue, which was provided to him by his master. This master is Liu Lang's grandfather's brother. According to the master's memories, the name Liu Lang was given by him personally. As for the
Who started it? This is a public case, because the history is so long that it can no longer be verified. But now that Liu Lang saw his father flipping through the dictionary, it seemed that the old man was responsible.
"Oh, if you look over it and still can't find it next year, just turn over a page and find a better word."
Mother said from the side.
"Yes, this is a good idea, then I will translate it...!"
My father made some random remarks and then pointed his finger at a word.
"dog?"
Liu Lang almost laughed out loud.
You can't call yourself Liu Gou Gou.
"That's a bad word! Do it again!"
Father shook his head and flipped through the dictionary again.
"Dog? Why does it still mean dog!"
At this time, my father was a little annoyed and threw the dictionary aside.
"I'm sorry, let's wait for my dad to come back later. He is very knowledgeable."
My father was a little angry.
Liu Lang's grandfather is indeed the most highly educated person in the family. He was born in the 1930s but had a technical secondary school education. In Liu Lang's later generations, the technical secondary school education was extremely low, but in this century
In the 1930s, technical secondary school students were as good as graduate students in the next century. Isn’t it easy to name someone with such an academic qualification?
After a while, footsteps were heard outside the house, and as the wooden door with "self-sound effects" was pushed open, a group of people walked in.
"Okay, the whole family is here...!"
Liu Lang saw his grandfather, aunt, second uncle, third uncle and the old uncle who were following behind, and by the way, his own master. Today was his full moon, so it seemed that the whole family was out.