Reborn in the 70s / Reborn in 1978

After driving for more than half an hour, it finally stopped. Sister Ping jumped out of the car and ran into the house hissing: "Xiao Junzi, your brother is back, come and see." Zhang Xingming's heart tightened, my brother , you have to take it easy.

Feeling warm on his face, when he entered the room, Zhang Xingming was put on the kang, the thick layer wrapped around his body was loosened, and the things covering his face were removed.

His eyes lit up, followed by a baby face stretched out, bushy eyebrows furrowed, eyes dark and bright, it was my elder brother when he was a child.

The elder brother stared at Zhang Xingming, his small mouth kept moving, stuffing it tightly... popcorn!

Chapter 2 The Home of That Year

"I'll take a look at the children. Xiaoping is going to feed the pigs. Peilan (big sister) help your uncle cook. Where's Peiling?" The door curtain was lifted, and Sun Niang came in, talking.

Zhang Xingming raised his face and looked over. He was dressed in a gray padded jacket with a piece of blue cotton cloth tied on his head. It was Sunniang. Sunniang should be around 40 years old at this time, but she still looks quite young.

"Oh my god, it's raining and snowing for four or five days in a row, right? Where did the rain come from in February (used to say the lunar calendar)?" Sun Niang leaned over to look at Zhang Xingming, and kept saying: "It's not freezing, is it? Thirty degrees and it's still raining, so don't get sick."

The 2013 degrees that Sun Niang said is below zero. Right now, it is so cold in winter, and the snow can be as thick as one meter. Zhang Xingming really wants to go out and have a look. Unlike [-], the coldest winter is only ten degrees below zero. The snow is only a few centimeters deep.

Besides, after staying in Bayu for more than ten years, there is no snow anywhere, and there is no sub-zero.

"It's okay, I'm in good spirits." My mother moved Zhang Xingming to the top of the kang and said, Sun Niang took the table and put it at the end of the kang, and my mother put Zhang Xingming away and walked over. Lie down and rest, but don't exert yourself, don't get sick."

To eat in the Northeast is a small low table, which is placed directly on the kang, and people sit cross-legged on the kang.Later, when the conditions improved, some people began to support the table (stand aside), but it was not common.

"It's okay, I'm in good health." Mom reached for the bowl, "There's nothing to eat in the hospital, I'm really hungry."

"Don't touch that, this kid, it's not the first time, and it's not a deep one." Grandma's voice.

Grandma came into the house with a small milk pot, and when she saw her mother holding a bowl on the edge of the kang table, she quickly walked two steps, put the milk pot in her hand on the edge of the kang, went over and snatched the bowl from mother's hand, and pressed her to the bed. Zhang Xingming lay down beside him and covered him with a quilt.

He scolded: "I'm just born, I want to get sick, but I won't be able to do it in the future." While talking, he picked up the milk pot, stirred it with a spoon (spoon), put it in his mouth to feel the temperature, Pass it to mother: "Come on, try to eat some, don't burn too much."

Mom took the milk pot with a bit of reluctance. It turned out that my mother was a child when she was young, and Zhang Xingming was having fun by the side.

"I'll eat a la carte." Mom and grandma negotiated terms. "No," grandma immediately refused: "I have eaten all five eggs, so there are no leftovers." Mom ate the eggs with a bitter face.

Women in Northeast China are not allowed to be salty during confinement. It is boiled eggs with millet porridge. Those with better conditions also have boiled eggs with milk. It is actually quite uncomfortable to eat this every day for a month. Unlike the south, confinement can eat vegetables , as long as it is not too salty.

Women in Bashu stew hen every day during confinement. If confinement women in Northeast China see it, how many people will die of envy. It's disgusting to eat.

"Where are you gaha? Why don't you talk?" A crisp voice rang in my ears.

Zhang Xingming looked over, and his brother's frowning face appeared in front of his eyes, and his small mouth was still eating.

The first beating in my life is about to begin. Zhang Xingming wanted to yell to attract my mother's attention, but he couldn't make a sound.

"Don't cry, I'll share the delicious food with you." The elder brother stuffed the popcorn into Zhang Xingming's mouth. The popcorn was so fragrant at this time, Zhang Xingming really had the urge to eat a big meal, but he was just three days old, how to eat ?

I can only spit it out, just spit it out, then stuff it in again, it hurts so much in my mouth, I spit it out again.

"Pa", a slap on the face got his wish: "You poor boy, you still vomit such a delicious thing, you really deserve a beating." The elder brother looked at Zhang Xingming seriously, picked up the popcorn that Zhang Xingming spit out and stuffed it into your own mouth.

"Oh, the army beat my younger brother." Sun Niang stretched out her hand to pick up her elder brother and put him on the top of the kang: "That's your younger brother, why did you beat him?"

The elder brother stuffed a popcorn into his mouth: "I feed him popcorn and he spits it out."

"Haha," everyone in the room laughed, Zhang Xingming sighed inwardly, the beating was for nothing, luckily it didn't hurt.

"What are you laughing at? The second child is back, let me take a look." A gust of cold wind rushed in along the crack of the door curtain, and the voice just rang from the door, and everyone was at the edge of the kang.

It was the second brother, with a young and handsome face with a smile, appearing in front of Zhang Xingming.

Followed by another face, Brother Dasheng said, "Let's see, let's get up."

Brother Dasheng was sixteen or seventeen years old at this time, and his lips were covered with fluff. "It's so small, it's much smaller than Xiaoli (second brother) Xiaoping back then."

Brother Dasheng looked at Zhang Xingming and expressed his opinion. "Well," the second sister also poked her head over, "It's also much smaller than Xiao Junzi back then."

The elder brother asked: "How old am I?" The second sister spread her thumb and index finger: "So big." The elder brother opened his mouth wide: "Huh?" Everyone laughed.

"Your brother is still young, you can't eat this, you have to wait until your teeth grow, and you can't hit him in the future." Sun Niang was educating her brother.

"When will he grow teeth?"

"It will take two or three years to be as old as you."

"Then can he eat?"

"No, I have to wait for the teeth to grow."

"What's the matter, isn't it starving to death?"

"He sucks milk, he won't die of hunger. You forgot, you used to suck milk too."

Dad came in with the food: "Eat, eat." The whole house gathered around the table, "Brother Sun, come and eat."

Father Sun's voice came from the kitchen: "I won't, I'll eat here, so there is."

"My dad drinks, don't ask him to come over, smoke the child." Sister Ping said, and Sun Niang also said: "Don't call him, let's eat. Aunt Zhang, do you want a drink?"

Grandma said: "Don't drink, it's time for confinement." She crossed her legs on the kang and sat down to eat.

Mom called: "Pei Lan, eat."

Sister Lan is in the outhouse (kitchen): "No, I'll eat with my dad."

"I'll go back and have a drink with my dad." Brother Dasheng touched Zhang Xingming's face, opened the door curtain and went out. The second brother took off his shoes and climbed onto the kang.

A whole house surrounded the table and began to eat, the smell of stewed sauerkraut wafted in the room, Zhang Xingming found himself a bit greedy, he hadn't eaten it for more than ten years.

"I said that my mother doesn't give me milk, but my father still beats me, saving it for you to eat." My brother's voice sounded in my ears, and he crawled to Zhang Xingming's side again when the adults were eating, "Papa ", another slap on the face, Zhang Xingming felt so bitter.

"Xiaojun, what are you doing, come over for dinner."

"Oh", "snap", and another click.

My brother finally went to eat. Zhang Xingming knew that the first beating in his life was over. Hearing the sound of people eating in the room, he felt so warm in his heart.

Looking at the newspaper pasted on the roof, there is a crosstalk printed on the entire page, which is about Zhang Tiesheng handing in a blank paper. There are two New Year pictures on the wall, one is a big fat baby holding a big carp, and the other is Chang'e flying to the moon. The figure in the painting is Yang Kaihui, the mother of the country.

Zhang Xingming said silently in his heart: I lose my beauty, Yang Jun loses willows, Yang Liu Qingqing goes straight to Chongxiao Nine, Chang'e stretches her sleeves in the moon, in the 70s, I came back, will you still be the same as before?

"Let me have a bite of vegetables." Mom ate plain millet porridge and boiled eggs, and watched a table of people eating vegetables. She couldn't help it, and acted like a baby to Dad.

Dad hesitated a little and looked at grandma.Grandma glared at her mother: "No, eat quickly, and lie down after eating."

Mom was a little unhappy: "Just let me take a bite, just one bite, my body is in good shape."

Listening to his mother's words, Zhang Xingming almost burst into tears. It turns out that in four years' history, his mother will be hospitalized in Fengtian due to cancer.