With the words of Zhen Zhen, the melancholy of the relatives who had been separated for many years and the excitement of the mother and son reuniting after a long absence were all mixed up by her. Wiping the corners of her eyes, Zhen Zhen suddenly found that the room was a little quiet, she raised her head and saw that the adults in the house were all looking at her with bewildered expressions.

Zhen Zhen flicked her handkerchief, saw Mrs. Li standing beside her and still didn't regain her senses, she quickly pushed her: "Ma, you should hammer my uncle and cry and say that I'm cruel... …”

Li Muwen couldn't help laughing out loud, he bent down and hugged Zhen Zhen who was standing beside his thigh in a red padded jacket with pigtails upside down, kissed her chubby cheek, turned to ask Mr. Li Tai: "Mother, this is the girl from the Muwu family? She's not too old, and she's quite funny."

Zhen Zhen wiped her face with a handkerchief, and turned her head to ask Mrs. Li, "Mother, this is my uncle who hasn't come home after 20 years of walking? He looks kind."

While wiping the tears on her face with her hands, Mrs. Li patted Zhen Zhen's buttocks with a smile: "This child likes to be a demon, your uncle is going to beat the Japanese devils, he can't help himself, he and you The unfilial thing of the fourth uncle is different."

Zhen Zhen smiled and put her arms around Li Muwen's neck: "I know, my uncle is an anti-Japanese hero, as I often say."

Mrs. Li laughed, took Li Muwen's arm and let people into the room: "Look at me, I'm so confused, I blocked the door and cried. Muwen, come in quickly, let's go to the kang and have a good chat. Wu asked your daughter-in-law to cook more dishes at noon, stew the fish, and slaughter the pig tomorrow."

Mu Wu responded, went out and explained a few words to Wang Sufen, and then quickly asked Ming Nan and Ming Bei to go to Li Musen's house to pass a word. Li Muwen took off his military coat and took off the hat on his head and put it on the cabinet in the room. Mrs. Li pulled him and sat cross-legged on the kang: "Tell me, how have you been all these years?"

When Zhen Zhen heard this, she was about to start chattering, and immediately went to take out her small bowl filled with pine nuts and hazelnuts, and brought a large enamel bowl with various dried wild fruits in it. Putting everything on the kang, Zhen Zhen took off her shoes and climbed up, sitting behind the two of them, excitedly grabbing the dried blueberries and stuffing them into her mouth.

It's not her gossip, it's mainly because she doesn't watch TV or listen to the radio at home. In addition to playing silly with her two silly brothers at home, she just whispered with Li Mingzhong all day long. It was really boring and boring.

"In the early years, I followed the army to fight devils, and went to many places..." Li Muwen picked up what he could say and told Mrs. Li in general, and didn't even mention any injuries or guilt. Mrs. Li knew that it was impossible for her son to fight for so many years without being injured. But the son doesn't mention her or ask, it's good to be safe and sound.

"Are you still in the army now? Why did you come back suddenly this time? Didn't you say hello to the family in advance?" Mrs. Li was a little nervous while pulling Li Muwen, for fear that something would happen to him.

Li Muwen patted the back of Mrs. Li's hand soothingly: "I took a mission in the second half of this year, and I have been in Beijing. In the winter, I performed a mission in the Bingcheng army. After the mission was completed, I made a report with the above, saying I haven't been home for more than 20 years, and I want to apply for a visit. I've been given three months of family leave, so I'll come back and see you."

"It's been three months, but it's great." Mrs. Li smiled: "Tonight you will sleep with your mother, and our mother will have a good chat."

Li Muwen nodded again and again: "Okay."

"Brother!" The mother and son were talking when Li Musen's voice came from outside. He opened the door with a bang and rushed in. Looking at Li Muwen sitting on the kang, he couldn't even recognize it: "Is it Big Brother?"

"Mu Sen." Li Muwen was amused and beckoned to him: "Let's take a look, oh, it's been 20 years, I remember that Mu Sen was only fourteen when I left home, and he's grown like this now. , time is not forgiving."

"Not bad, my eldest son is fourteen." Li Musen came over with a smile, and Mrs. Li and Li Muwen moved in, leaving a half of the kang empty. Mrs. Li picked up the fly and knocked on the kang: "The third one comes and sits, and there is Mu Wu, what are you doing standing there like a wooden stake at the door, won't you come over and talk to your brother?" Li Muwu smiled honestly, and then came to sit on the kang.

Li Muwen looked at Mu Wu with kindness in his eyes: "Mu Wu is still like when he was a child, he hasn't changed much, he is honest and honest." He looked around: "Mu Lin didn't come here? Filial piety, are you angry with your mother?"

"Don't mention it, when our grain store recruited workers to carry sacks, our family Mu Wu and Mu Sen were both selected. At that time, Mu Lin was not big, and he didn't look strong, so people didn't want him. He ran to Bingcheng in a pique. It's been ten years since I brought my wife back with my wife during the New Year's Eve, and I was so angry that I slashed him with a cigarette bag and pot."

"This Bingcheng is not too far away, why haven't you come back for ten years? Are you angry with your family?" Li Muwen's eyes flashed a stern look, and his tone was a little unkind.

"Whoever got angry with him, he married a daughter-in-law, and it was a little tricky to drag him back, and he himself was not long-term, so I didn't hesitate to talk about him." Mrs. Li rolled her eyes: "Two years in a row. He has been cut several times by me, but I know I was wrong, his wife is not a big problem, she is just self-righteous and clever, but in fact she is stupid." Li Muwen listened and did not ask any more questions, and plans to talk to him when Li Mulin comes back at the end of the year. Talk in detail.

After talking for a while, Li Muwen remembered the big duffel bag he brought back, he got off the kang and carried the duffel bag onto the kang, and after opening it, he took out the same thing: "I expect to be able to come back this time, I bought it when I was in Beijing. A lot of stuff. Mother, this is a radio for you, made by the Shanghai People's Broadcasting Equipment Factory."

"Oh, a radio made in Shanghai." Mrs. Li quickly wiped the sweat from her palms on her clothes, and then carefully took the radio over and put it on the kang: "This stuff is expensive, but it costs a lot. As for industrial tickets, it seems that not many of us in Beicha have this kind of thing."

While turning the button, Li Muwen introduced to Mrs. Li how to use the radio. After turning it twice, she finally called up a channel, which was playing the storytelling book "Lin Hai Xue Yuan". After listening to a few words, Mrs. Li was fascinated and touched. The radio couldn't put it down: "It's really good, I've heard of it before, and it's the first time I've seen it."

"Mother, you can sit on the kang and listen to the radio when you are free. There are songs and storytelling in it. The "Journey to the West" that my father told me when I was a child, and the "Liao Zhai" you told me are all over here."

"Okay, I will have fun in the future! When my relatives come to visit during the Chinese New Year, I will also open their eyes to them." Mrs. Li hurriedly got off the kang and wiped the cabinet with a rag, and carefully placed the radio upright. on top.

After putting the radio away, Mrs. Li sat back on the kang again, and Li Muwen took out a grey checkered spring and autumn two-sleeve shirt and a pair of dark blue trousers from her bag: "These are the clothes I bought for my mother."

Mrs. Li hurriedly took the clothes and put them on her body and gestured: "How old am I to wear new clothes? Isn't this a waste of money? Mu Wen, do you look at these clothes, do I look good?"

"It's good-looking, when my mother wears it, she looks ten years younger." Li Muwen repeatedly touted: "I see that all the women on the streets of Beijing wear this style, so I hurried to buy a suit for my mother."

Satisfied, Mrs. Li folded it with a smile and put it aside: "Well, I haven't bought ready-made clothes yet. I used to buy cloth to make them, so it would cost a lot of money to spend a lot of cloth. What about the tickets?"

Li Muwen took out three bottles of Maotai from his bag: "Give to Mu Wu and the three of them, one bottle per person."

Mrs. Li glanced at the words above and didn't recognize it: "What kind of wine is this?"

"Moutai." Li Muwen said, "I bought this last year. I brought it from home when I left. It was only two yuan and ninety seven cents when I bought it. ."

After hearing this, Mrs. Li hurriedly pushed back: "Hurry up and take it back. You can't drink such an expensive wine. You can keep it for yourself."

"It was specially brought to them." Li Muwen said: "I carried it on my body for half a year. When I was in the army, those boys were so noisy, I didn't bring it out. I haven't come home for so many years, and I am one of the older brothers. mind."

Mrs. Li heard that, that's all. Li Muwen took out a folded woolen coat with a blue background and white stripes from below: "This is for Zhen Zhen, the first girl in our family, so you need to get dressed up." Zhen Zhen who was sitting on the side watched the excitement Zhen didn't expect to have her own clothes, so she threw down the bowl, got off the kang and ran out.

Li Muwen was startled, and looked at the door a little confused: "Why did this child run away?"

Old lady Li rubbed her clothes and replied without raising her head, "I've washed my hands."

Sure enough, within a minute, Zhen Zhen washed her hands and face, came in, took a towel and wiped it several times to make sure there was no dirt on her hands, then she climbed onto the kang and took her woolen coat over. When I touched the texture, it was made of pure wool, with a circle of rabbit fur wrapped around the collar, double-breasted buttons on the front, and a blue bow on the back. The style is timeless even for future generations.

Zhen Zhen hurriedly put it on, she looked down and saw the clothes on her ankles a little dejected: "It's too big."

"It's not big!" Mrs. Li said quickly: "It has to be this long, so you can still wear it when you are six or seven years old. You have to wear such good clothes for a few more years."

Zhen Zhen wondered when she would buy such good clothes next time, she nodded her head in agreement: "I'm right, please put it away for me, I'll have to wear this when I go out in spring. Show off well."

Mrs. Li kissed Zhen Zhen on the face with satisfaction: "Just do it like this, my granddaughter is good." Li Muwen, who has long been familiar with the temperament of the old lady, looked at the grandparents and grandchildren happily, no wonder the old lady loved Zhen Zhen so much, Together the two have a temper.

In addition to the clothes for Zhen Zhen, the pens for several nephews, and some fabrics I bought, as well as the military water bottles and military lunch boxes that I distributed in the army, they are all unused. The gift was taken out.

To say that clothes and pens can still be bought with money and tickets, but the things used in this army can’t be bought. If anyone can carry a military water bottle out, it will be very majestic. Before Zhen Zhen went up the mountain, she used the one sent back by Li Muwen. It has been used for more than ten years, this time she got a new one, and Mrs. Li said cheerfully: "The new one is for Zhen Zhen, she uses things carefully, what is it? Don't bring any damaged ones. Give the old ones to Ming Bei, he is like a monkey all day long, even if the old ones are knocked off, he won't feel bad."

Mingbei didn't think the kettle was old either, it was already very rude to have such a thing, he grinned and went to the cabinet to take out Zhen Zhen's old kettle and immediately straddled it on his shoulders, with a proud look.

Zhen Zhen looked at Ming Bei's playful appearance while eating dried fruits and having fun, when Mrs. Li saw this, she introduced to Li Muwen, "This little girl in our family is so cute and has a lot of fun. Last year, the eldest son of your second brother's family. Mingdong's partner, she was only a little over a year old at the time, and she was still unsteady, so she followed the other two and listened to others all day long, which was annoying to Mingdong, come to me every day to complain.

Zhen Zhen stuffed another dried blueberry into her mouth, with an innocent look on her face, pretending not to remember.

As soon as Mrs. Li saw it, she knew that Zhen Zhen was pretending to be stupid, she hugged her with a smile and said, "If anyone comes to visit, that guy, she runs faster than me, she took her first before I got on the kang. It takes up a good place to eat. Ming Dong said that her posture is similar to that of people in the city watching a movie, even eating and watching, and occasionally interjecting. "

As the eldest, Li Muwen knew that his old mother wanted to have a daughter back then, but he didn't achieve that wish when his father died. That is to write a letter every year, and this letter should account for half of the matter about Zhen Zhen.

After talking for a long time here, the food is ready over there. There were a dozen or so crucian carp at home, which were originally reserved for Osmanthus to feed the milk. When Liu Xiulan came, she brought the big cock that she just killed at home, and also brought the pork she bought this month.

After chatting for an hour, Wang Sufen and Liu Xiulan’s sister-in-law also prepared the rice, braised crucian carp with sauce, mushrooms with chicken, potatoes with braised pork, vermicelli with sauerkraut, fried fungus with cabbage, and a pot of rice.

There were so many people and so many dishes, Wang Sufen and Liu Xiulan set up the big round table they had just used, put the dishes on it, and brought up their own sorghum wine jar with ginseng.

The family sat down around the big round table, even Zhen Zhen sat in Wang Sufen's arms obediently, Madam Li raised the small wine cup and looked at the eldest son sitting beside her with happy eyes that turned red again: "Mu Wen Coming back, this is the biggest happy event in our family over the years, my mother didn't say anything, let's do it first."

Li Muwen said "hey", raised the wine cup and drank it all: "The wine in our family is delicious and full of energy, mother, you don't know that I am in the south, drinking that wine is like drinking water, I always feel that it is not good. taste."

Mrs. Li took a piece of chicken and put it in her son's bowl: "This is pure puree in our family. It's about sixty degrees. It's not that you're not used to drinking it when you go out."

After eating the chicken in the bowl, and thinking about the sauerkraut stewed noodles with chopsticks for many years, Li Muwen burst into tears while eating, and Mrs. Li hurriedly asked: "What's the matter, son? Is it not that? taste?"

"No, mother!" Li Muwen swallowed the vegetables in his mouth and wiped his face: "As soon as I ate this pickled cabbage, I knew it was pickled by my mother, and I remembered when I was a child, when our family had a hard time, and the winter At that time, my mother pickled a jar of sauerkraut, which is our family's winter vegetable. One year, there was no rice at home. My father and mother went out to find a way. I was really hungry at home and couldn't stand it. ate half of it."

Thinking of the past days, Mrs. Li also sighed: "The past days were really hard. If you didn't beat the Japanese away, how could we have such a good life now."

"Fortunately, life is better now, I can buy food supplies every month, and my family has opened up wasteland, so I can't starve anymore." Mrs. Li took a piece of braised pork and put it in Li Muwen's bowl: "Eat it in the army. Are you full? Can you eat?"

"Yes, we ate quite well, mother, you can rest assured." Li Muwen ate all the vegetables in the bowl, seeing Zhen Zhen holding a bowl of rice, dipped in the sauce of braised pork, and he didn't forget to bite every bite of rice and meat. Taking a bite of the chicken thigh in his hand, he couldn't help laughing: "This girl is young, but she is quite able to eat. Hey, mother, we also have rice to eat here?"

"Isn't that the seed that you entrusted to send back, eldest brother? Alpine rice or something?" Li Musen took a chopstick and shoved sauerkraut into half a bowl of rice.

Mrs. Li stepped on her eldest son's foot under the table, and Li Muwen immediately smiled and said, "Yes, but I didn't expect that our family would be able to grow it."

"If you can plant it, it grows well on the mountain. My family's land near the river is not as good as the prosperous statue on the mountain." Li Musen took another bite of rice: "Rice is really delicious and fragrant, but it is not as high as sorghum. I don’t feel hungry either. I think it’s okay to grow a little and try it, and sorghum is more reliable for serious food.”

Mrs. Li glared at him: "You talk too much, I think this rice is good, I'm old and I like to eat soft and soft, my family Zhen Zhen can't eat sorghum rice, so she likes to eat this rice and white noodles. of."

"Yes, yes, mother is right." Li Musen hurriedly coaxed his old mother: "I didn't say anything, come on, come back, eldest brother finally came back, let's do another one."

Zhen Zhen devotes herself to eating hard, and doesn't even have time to listen to gossip. At this time, chickens, pigs, and pigs are all raised in a serious way, and they are simmered in a big iron pot, not to mention how fragrant. In previous life, spent money to buy organic pork and stewed it, but it didn't taste that good.

After eating more than half of a chicken leg, a few pieces of braised pork and a small bowl of rice, my stomach was finally stuffed. Pushing the leftovers in front of Ming Bei, Zhen Zhen hiccupped: "Mom, I'm full."

Touching Zhen Zhen's bulging belly, Wang Sufen said with a smile, "I don't have to be idle from morning till night."

"It's a blessing to be able to eat... burp... qi... well... burp..." After burping a few times, Zhen Zhen covered her mouth and didn't speak, and she didn't blame her for being greedy. Less rice, but that's not something you can eat in the sky, not to mention hard dishes such as chicken stewed with mushrooms and braised pork.

After eating, Mrs. Li and the family were talking to the Westinghouse, Zhen Zhen was strong against her sleepiness and determined not to take a nap, Wang Sufen had no choice but to pick her up and coax her, "Honey, wait until you sleep tomorrow. Get up and tell your father to kill the pig and eat it."

"Killing pigs?" Zhen Zhen widened her eyes: "Our braised pork?"

"En." Wang Sufen put Zhen Zhen on the kang, smeared the kang mat and laid the mattress, took off her padded jacket and trousers for Zhen Zhen and let her lie down on the bed: "Go to sleep, wake up and let your milk play the radio for you. "

Zhen Zhenda has never encountered anything to worry about since she was born. Although she had a bad time at the beginning, her supernatural powers still made the whole family unable to starve. So Zhen Zhen, apart from going out to explore when she sleeps as usual, eats and plays at other times, which is a good interpretation of what it means to be carefree, but life without culture and entertainment is still too boring.

Looking at the radio on the cupboard, Zhen Zhen closed her eyes and decided to go to see the braised pork that was about to be slaughtered first.

In fact, when Zhen Zhen Kaichun and Mrs. Li went to dig the ground, she started the life of real Zhen Zhen going up the mountain to dig treasures. At home, she also talked to Li Mingzhong more. The smell is getting worse and worse, Zhen Zhen hasn't visited the backyard for several months.

Consciousness left the body and floated to the pigpen, Zhen Zhen looked at the thick fat body of the braised pork and sighed: "The braised pork! You are really fat!"

"Hum..." Braised pork snorted and continued to bow his head to the soil on the ground, looking indifferent.