80s Taoism

Luo Changjun stayed to eat at Zhang Jiaohua's house. He actually watched a kid who was under eight years old cook there, and the only thing he did was help Zhang Jiaohua burn the fire. Other people’s homes burn mixed wood, and a handful of firewood can burn for a long time. It’s the same thing whether anyone burns the fire.

Luo Changjun turned the originally burning firewood into smoke bombs again and again, and then chuckled at Zhang.

Zhang asked Huan to take him, so he set up the firewood again, and then blew it on. "Uncle Rob, you don't have to put firewood in it all the time. You fill it all up. The air doesn't circulate, so the fire will naturally go out."

"It turned out to be like this." Luo Changjun suddenly realized, and then talked about the business, "My father wants to treat you to dinner, and I will pick you up next Sunday."

"No. There are a lot of farming work at home now. During the holidays, I will work hard. Otherwise, the land will be completely deserted." Zhang Jiaohua focused on cooking.

"No way. Your parents left you at home and want you to do this or that?" Luo Changjun frowned immediately.

When Zhang Jiaohua heard Luo Changjun talk about his parents, his tone was not good, so he quickly defended, "No. I want to grow it myself. Don't underestimate me, I can do what an adult can do."

"Ambitious." Luo Changjun gave Zhang Jiaohua a thumbs up, "When I was a child, if my parents left me at home, I was afraid I would starve to death. I couldn't even cook."

Luo Changjun’s words made Zhang Biaohua a little hard to understand. Children who can’t make a meal are incomprehensible to children in the countryside. For them, starting from a few years old, they have to help the family with all kinds of housework. Cutting hogweed, cooking, cutting rice, threshing rice... The children of Meiziao have been trying to do it since they were five or six years old. Some sensible early, took a kitchen knife to chop cabbage in the field when they were two or three years old.

"Which children in our village don't help the family with housework? I can't afford to do the farm work." Zhang Jiaohua felt that this was just normal.

"But, aren't you in the first grade of elementary school? Shouldn't you study hard now?" Luo Changjun felt that Zhang Jiaohua was somewhat irrelevant.

"I didn't take the job to school to do it." Zhang Jiaohua said angrily.

Well, the kid can't communicate normally. Luo Changjun suddenly felt that it was wrong for him to communicate with Zhang Biaohua as an adult. Fortunately, I am not Zhang Jiahua's father, otherwise this generation gap can drown him.

"Or, next time, I'll bring my dad to you. Maybe he likes your rural environment more. How good your rural environment is and the air is fresh. There is such a big yard for a family. There are still plants all around. Fruit trees.” Luo Changjun had an idea he thought was very good.

"That's good. It's a pity that we don't have any good food in the countryside." Zhang Jiaohua was very happy at first, and then a little embarrassed. Without good things to entertain distinguished guests, the mountain people will always feel guilty.

"It's okay. What do you usually eat, when we come, we will eat. Don't you still have wild boar here? This is a good thing." Luo Changjun said, looking up at the cured wild boar hanging on the bacon rack.

"You like eating so much, you will bring a few more yuan back later." Zhang Jiaohua smiled.

"No need. We can't eat so much. The last time you gave us is not finished. When I finish eating later, I will come and ask you for it. I don't have a shelf for bacon like yours, either. Don't burn wood. Take this meat back for a long time, and it won't taste like bacon." Luo Changjun hurriedly declined.

When Luo Changjun was leaving, Zhang Jiahua kept sending Luo Changjun to the car. This time, Luo Changjun refused to ask Zhang Huahua to bring him anything. Originally Zhang Biaohua was going to get him a piece of bacon, and then catch a chicken and a duck. But Luo Changjun was here to thank Zhang Biaohua, so why would he be willing to accept Zhang Biaohua's things?

"Go back. If you have any difficulties at home alone, please come to town to find me." Luo Changjun kicked the accelerator and the jeep ran into the distance.

Zhang Biaohua kept seeing the jeep over the mountains, until he couldn't see it.

For Zhang Biaohua, the direction that Meizi'ao went out of the mountain was the direction that his parents went out. Zhang Jiaohua doesn't know which direction Guangdong is in, but in his mind, his parents are in the direction where he goes out. He looks at that direction. In fact, he is hoping that one day his parents will go home from that direction. Although, knowing this day, it will not be realized until the New Year, Zhang Biaohua still has to look there every day without knowing much.

Zhang Jiahua turned and went home, and Zhang Dechun walked out of the house.

"Where does that person come from? I see him driving a jeep to our village two or three times. It seemed that this car sent you grandpa and you back yesterday." Zhang Dechun held an enamel cup in his hand and filled a big one. Cup of cotton tea in boiling blister. Cotton tea is a kind of tea that is unique to Meiziao. This kind of tea tree is completely different from the usual tea tree. But the tea made from the leaves also has a different flavor. Sweet and delicious, swelling body fluids to quench thirst. It is usually a big pot of boiling tea. After it is boiled, it is either cooled down to make herbal tea or put in a bottle of boiling water.

Zhang Dechun saw the cadres of the commune making tea in the commune. He, a farmer, naturally did not understand the elegant behavior of the people in the city, but it did not prevent Zhang Dechun from learning that the people in the city were holding a cup of tea and constantly blowing with their mouths. The tea leaves floating in the cup, bearing the piping hot of the boiling water from time to time, took a sip carefully.

"Grandpa Dechun, you don't know how to drink the hot water until it is cold? It will look better when you scald your mouth like a pig." Zhang Jiaohua couldn't help but said when he looked at Zhang Dechun.

The people playing cards at Zhang Dechun's house couldn't help laughing.

Zhang Dechun accidentally drank a full mouthful of water, and was so hot that he quickly vomited and spit out, "Because you are a ghost. I know but I don't know what a fart, and I'm still talking about it. I'm tasting tea. , You don’t understand. It’s terrible to have no culture!"

Zhang Dechun looked at everyone with disdain. It's just that the mouthful of boiling water just made him blush, and his embarrassed expression was completely on his face.

Zhang Jiaohua looked at Zhang Dechun's embarrassed look, and smiled, "People in town have special tea cups for tea. That kind of purple sand cup looks good. Where can I make tea in an enamel cup?"

"You know what a shit. You have never seen cadres drinking tea. The cadres in the commune drink tea just like me, they use this kind of enamel cup. My cup is not easy. Did you see that, an excellent job in family planning? Who." Zhang Dechun looked at Zhang Jiahua with disdain.

"I'm still an advanced individual. I'm a dog-legged person, and I came to demolish the houses of the villagers with family planning. You are embarrassed to say. You are exactly the dog traitor who went to the countryside with devils in the war film." Zhang Jiaohua is not afraid of Zhang Dechun, on the contrary. Zhang Dechun choked on the phone.

Several people playing cards at Zhang Dechun's house had a stomachache with laughter. But they only dared to say some things in their hearts, but Zhang Jiaohua could speak out without hesitation. What if Zhang Dechun can't be taught by Zhang. Can only helplessly watch Zhang Jiahua leave swaggeringly.

"Loss you are a few dozen years old. You still can't live with a boy. These are satisfied. I was taunted by the boy." Zhang Dechun's wife Xiao Mangui came out and said something.

"You know an egg!" Zhang Dechun couldn't help but explode.

Xiao Mangui rolled his eyes and didn't dare to say anything more. Secretary Zhang's authority in his yard is still quite high.

Zhang Shunlin, Zhang Dechun's cub, couldn't help but said, "My mother just said something about you, what are you doing so fiercely?"

"What does your mother know? How many cadres are able to drive in the town now? Those who can drive in the car have a good face in the town. I wondered if I could get in with this cadre through begging. Relationship. At that time, things that you get to be normal will be easier to deal with. You think I can't talk about tricks." Zhang Dechun gave Zhang Shunlin a blank look.

"This is ~www.wuxiahere.com~ but this jeep driver should not belong to the government department. It is the police station. There is only one jeep in the town government and one in the police station. The town government’s car is the secretary of the town party committee. Secretary Hu’s car. Mayor Tang took a shuttle bus when he returned to his home in the county.” Although Zhang Shunlin was only a primary school teacher, he was clear about these things in the town. In fact, he inquired about these things from Gong Ziyuan. Gong Ziyuan's home is in the town, and it has something to do with the town government. The main purpose of coming to Meizi'ao Primary School is to solve the problem of establishment. However, Gong Ziyuan did not have a very hard relationship in the town. Otherwise, there is no need to go to Meizi'ao.

"I don't know if this jeep is a police station car? The police station director Luo visited our Meizi'ao last time. I also assisted them in their work. Look at it, I must have a good deal with director Luo through betting flowers. Relationship. Through him looking for a relationship in the school district of the town, you can solve your problem of getting a positive. It is best to be transferred to the town." Zhang Dechun said triumphantly.

I don't know when it started, and playing cards have become the main theme of Meizi'ao leisure activities. From playing cards and sticking a beard, to a one-two-point win or loss in the beginning, to a win or loss of dozens of dollars now. The folk customs are slowly changing in subtle ways.

When Zhang Jiaohua walked to the door, he found Tianbian squatting.

"Hey! Chen Dianzi, why are you staying here?" Zhang Jiaohua recognized the person only by the ragged body of the other party.

"Call the flower, why does your family's hea grow like beans?" When Chen Dianzi spoke, he couldn't see what was wrong with him.

"There are different ways to kill pigs and buttocks. You don't care how I plant the crops, I just want to do it myself." Zhang Jiaohua didn't bother to explain in detail to a lunatic. In fact, he couldn't tell a reason, his original purpose was to save the hardship of planting rice seedlings. (To be continued.)