Reborn in the 70s / Reborn in 1978

Zhang Xingming said: "Strolling around at home is a leisure time. Are you driving?"

Dad laughed, walked around a landscape stone, and came to the edge of the pool.

Zhang Xingming followed and said, "This stone-paved road is for your fitness. Walking stimulates the soles of your feet is good for your body, but you can't wear leather shoes, you have to wear cloth shoes."

Dad said: "Is this so, is it that useful?" He stepped on the gravel with his feet and felt it.

Zhang Xingming took some bait out from the place where the bait was put by the side of the fish pond, twirled a little and went to the pond to feed the fish, and said: "Yes, foot exercise is very useful, and the effect is very good. It's not because my grandpa is getting old. There is less activity, besides, you and my mother are fat, so it is good for your health to walk here if you have nothing to do.

This is specially designed by experts, and the stones are specially selected.This thing is too sharp, it’s not good, it’s too flat, it doesn’t feel good, you have to count the number of meters, how many steps you walk from the beginning to the end, it doesn’t matter if it’s too much or too little, the four of you will come out and walk a few laps after you have nothing to do after dinner. "

Dad took off his shoes and stepped on the stone road and walked two steps forward: "Hiss... oh, this thing, oh ho, oh, oh my god, no, no, this is too uncomfortable." Stepped into the grass beside the stone road, stood there and took a few deep breaths.

Zhang Xingming sent the shoes to him and put them at his feet, helped him put them on, and said happily: "I told you to wear cloth shoes, you have never played with these things before, and you just walk on them with bare feet, no one can bear it." ah."

Dad put on his shoes and took two steps, heyed, and said, "Don't tell me, it really feels good and comfortable to step on it twice. This is a good job. I'll let you go after dinner tomorrow." Grandma and the others went out for a few laps, um, this thing is useful. Have you bought the cloth shoes?"

"I got it back, it's in the shoe cabinet." Zhang Xingming threw out the bait, and a group of white, red, or yellow koi came out of the water to grab some food. Dad walked over and took a look, and said, "It's pretty pretty, too. This color looks festive, what kind of fish is this thing? How big can it grow? Can it be eaten?"

Zhang Xingming thought for a while and said, "It can grow quite big. I've seen ones that are more than half a meter long. I don't know if they can be eaten, and I haven't seen anyone who has eaten them."

At that time, fish, birds, and pugs were not popular yet. People were poor, and there were some fish farmers, but they were goldfish in small tanks. Koi were still rare in the Northeast.

Dad leaned over the railing and looked at the shoals of fish. He reached out and took some bait from Zhang Xingming's hand and started to feed it. He said, "What about the railing? How deep is the water?"

Zhang Xingming said: "It's more than one meter, less than two meters. I'll take it apart when I grow up, lest he fall into it." Dad nodded.

After feeding the fish with my dad, my dad looked at his watch and said, "I don't need to cook this cold dish anymore. I'm not used to it. Why don't you go to a restaurant to eat it? Your mom won't call either."

Zhang Xingming patted the ashes on his father's sleeves, and said: "I'll go there when the time comes, and I'll use it for the phone. You won't be able to live without my mother's orders?"

Dad raised his foot and kicked Zhang Xingming's ass, and said, "How do you talk?"

Zhang Xingming laughed out loud.

Chapter 223 Why is there a gate (3)

At 05:30 in the evening, the car came to pick up grandma, grandpa, Zhang Xingming, father, grandparents, Dasheng, Gelan and Xiaoping, and came to the hotel together.

At this time, the shopping mall was not closed yet, and there were only a dozen people in the delivery team and those on shifts in the dining hall. My mother took my brother and the four of them sat alone at a table.

As soon as he entered the door, the younger brother yelled from the chair: "Grandma...," jumped off the chair and rushed over. Zhang Xingming rushed forward and hugged the younger brother. The younger brother was still struggling on him and stretched out his hands to grandma.

If it wasn't for Zhang Xingming's quick reaction, he would have knocked his grandma down there.

Zhang Xingming patted his younger brother's butt and said, "Be honest." Putting him on the ground, the younger brother immediately threw himself into his grandma's arms. This kiss is also true, but he hasn't seen grandma and grandpa for a while.

"Come on grandma, sit down quickly, it's time to eat, I'll get you chopsticks." The younger brother showed his hospitality to grandma.

Zhang Xingming said: "You only care about grandma, don't you care about grandpa?"

The younger brother looked back at his grandpa, a little tangled, then let go of his grandma, ran over to hold his grandpa's hand and said, "Come on, grandpa, I'll help you find a seat, and tell you, the food here is delicious, it's all meat." , it’s delicious.”

Everyone laughed.

My brother and Mao Lan lowered their heads and whispered what they didn't know. Mao Jun held his chopsticks and looked at the kitchen, apparently hungry.

Mom got up to greet grandparents, and the originally quiet dining hall suddenly became lively.

There was no room to sit at one table, so I had to open a table next to it, and my grandparents, grandparents, their family and my father sat at that table directly.

Sun Niang muttered while sitting: "Oh, this is troublesome, you can deal with it at home, how much does it cost?"

Father Sun picked up the white wine on the table and poured a glass, squinted his eyes and took a sip, clicked his tongue a few times, and nodded in satisfaction. At home, he always drinks a few cents or a bottle of RMB [-]. The Baigan, here is full of Moutai and Laojiao, can it not taste good?

It’s said that Father Sun’s life is just a good drink. After Sun Niang passed away, he didn’t go out of the house every day, got a few peanuts, sat by the bed, drank it all day, slept and woke up, sometimes half a month. I didn't see him change his posture.

The waiter came over to ask if everyone was here, my mother nodded, the waiter yelled and began to serve the food.

Over the past year or so, these waiters have also been trained, and the salary is paid. There are dozens of supplements a month, and a few fixed meals a day. If you are happy, you don’t want it, and your service attitude has skyrocketed.

People in the Northeast eat, they really eat. The food is served on the table as soon as it is served, and the food is eaten one bite at a time. Those who drink generally eat some food first, and then drink slowly, unless it is a courtesy drink, which is not good first. Have a meal.

Like the Southwest region, they just eat vegetables, and when the vegetables are almost eaten, make some rice, or they don’t eat the staple food at all, and they don’t have the name of staple food and non-staple food, that is, noodles, rice, and vegetables.

Speaking of which, in the eyes of Sichuan people (including Chongqing), it seems that except for them, everyone eats noodles.

People from the Northeast eat noodles, we don’t have steamed buns, and when it comes to Northwest people, you eat noodles, we don’t eat noodles.However, in fact, they are the regions that can eat the most noodles. Even three meals a day are all noodles, and steamed buns are eaten without food.

In the Northeast, before 2000, it was really difficult to find a noodle restaurant, because they really didn’t eat noodles.

After 2000, there were more ramen noodles in Lanzhou, and then hot and sour noodles. However, unlike Sichuan noodles, they must be served with Guokui in Northeast China, and hot and sour noodles can only be eaten as a dish.

Later, there was a special noodle restaurant, but the business is worse than that in Sichuan. It is not at 01:30. The breakfast of Northeast people is mainly fried dough sticks, soy milk buns, tofu nao.

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Everyone gave way to each other and began to eat.

Zhang Xingming stood up and poured wine for grandma and grandpa, brought them food, then looked at his younger brother, looked at his elder brother, he ate it all, looked back at the table, his grandpa drank deliciously, and grandson ate it too , I just sat down and picked up the rice bowl.

They generally don't talk much when eating, because there are old people on the table, Northeast China is quite strict in this regard, and they whisper a few words in their ears.

There are also some drinkers on the staff side, and they are girls, taking a sip from a small cup, feeling very happy.

In the last life, Zhang Xingming knew a female chef, who would eat a meal of a catty and a half, and she couldn't tell she had drunk it at all.Her child is more than one year old and is still breastfeeding. Apart from eating, she sleeps alone every day. Someone said: "This child is too good at sleeping. Why does he sleep all day?"

Then another person said: "Drunk." Really drunk, her milk must be higher than the beer.

When her children were in junior high school, they ate every catty as if they were drinking water.Just a little dumb.

After dinner, the waiter came up to clear away the dishes, and my mother greeted grandparents and grandparents to go upstairs. Zhang Xingming said, "Why do you go upstairs? Take your things and go home and chat."

Mom patted her forehead and said, "Forget it, I'm used to it."

I went upstairs to get my things, and two cars took everyone back to their new home.

After getting out of the car, each child carried his own small bag and followed the adults inside.

The younger brother was still a little nervous when he entered the yard, and he was nervous when he was in a strange place. He held his father's hand and asked in a low voice, "Who's dad here? Let's go haha?"

Dad said: "Our family will live here from now on."

The younger brother looked at Zhang Xingming: "Second brother, is what my father said true?"

Zhang Xingming said: "Well, it's our house, how about living here in the future? Doesn't it look nice?"

The younger brother looked at the small building, then looked back at the courtyard gate, and said, "This doesn't look like a home, why is there a gate? What if it's locked and you can't get out?"