Zhao Xiuzhen also told Huang Han happily that she only smokes three cigarettes a day now, and Huang Zheyuan's ration is five cigarettes.

Huang Zheyuan's favorite thing to listen to is a Peking Opera joint singing, he and Zhao Xiuzhen decided to go back when they saw a quarter past ten, Huang Daowu wanted to send it, but Huang Han didn't let him.

Because Huang Han can see that everyone likes to watch the Spring Festival Gala, it seems that he is the only one who almost has embarrassing cancer, and he can't watch it at all.

Seeing that Huang Zheyuan was leaving, Huang Han was about to go out for a stroll to breathe, and took Huang Zheyuan's hand and said, "Grandpa, I'll send you home!"

"No need, you can watch TV, we have a good leg and feet, just take a walk to eliminate food. ”

"Well, I'm not at ease, I don't like to watch TV at all, I'll go out with you for a walk. ”

Huang Han is an alternative, after he opened his mind, he no longer liked to watch TV or movies, but he liked to watch all kinds of news published in Xinhua Daily, and his relatives knew it.

Huang Zheyuan likes his grandson to accompany him, so he smiled and agreed: "You are the most filial!"

This happened to be heard by Huang Daohan, who was watching TV, and he hurriedly looked at Huang Hongyun, who was one year older than Huang Han, but unfortunately his son was staring at the TV intently and didn't look at him at all.

Huang Daohan sighed faintly and shook his head. He came to the county for the first time in nearly 20 years for the New Year, and it was also because the new house was popular for the New Year.

Huang Hongyun came to live in the old house in the autumn, studied in the first year of junior high school in the experimental middle school, arranged three meals a day in the Zodiac martial arts, and gave ten yuan a month for food.

Huang Hongyun, who entered the junior high school of the experimental middle school, ranked at the bottom of the class, and I don't know how many times he was beaten by Huang Daohan.

In fact, I don't complain about Huang Hongyun, that's because Huang Hongyun has a poor foundation, and he was able to enter the junior high school of the experimental middle school because his parents were teachers who gave him a 20 percent discount before he barely reached the line.

Huang Hongyun's test results from primary school to junior high school ranked second to last in their class, and half a year later, the final exam ranking of the first semester of junior high school was fifth from the bottom, which was actually an improvement of three places.

It's a pity that Huang Han and Huang Xin's grades are compared, Huang Daohan still feels ashamed, and always plays stick education, often alarming Huang Zheyuan, and then his son and grandson train together.

Huang Daowu dislikes Huang Daohan the most, and when he heard Huang Daohan beating his son to persuade him to fight, he deliberately compared the third brother and Huang Han with the fourth brother and Huang Hongyun, and every time he choked Huang Daohan's anger......

After going out with his grandparents, Huang Han took a deep breath, full of the smell of gunsmoke, all the taste of "Nian", which felt wonderful.

The sound of firecrackers comes and goes, and from time to time there are fireworks exploding in the night sky to leave a brilliant light, which is the New Year in childhood memories, and it is like a dream revisiting at the moment, which is refreshing.

Huang Zheyuan, who was full of separation, sighed: "This year's Chinese New Year's Eve dinner is comfortable, our family is too good to imagine!"

Zhao Xiuzhen said happily: "The good days are all brought by Huang Han, and we are all thanks to him!"

"Hmm, Huang Han, I haven't been able to say thank you properly!"

"You're grandpa, isn't it a bit out of sight to say thank you to me?"

"That's two different things, I'm thanking you for treating Daowu as your own uncle and helping him become the deputy director of the traffic shipyard.

You don't know! Dao Wu is so motivated now! After returning home, he still takes the initiative to study, I didn't dare to imagine it before!"

"Hehe, this is grandpa, you have educated well. ”

Zhao Xiuzhen said: "Daowu is now bent on working hard, does he have a chance to become a national cadre?"

"Of course there is! It shouldn't be difficult to become a deputy department in a year or two, grandpa, don't forget to let the fifth uncle write the party application!"

"Oh hey, yes! Why didn't I think Dao Wu was not a party member now!"

"Huang Han is still smart, he can think of anything!" Zhao Xiuzhen said sincerely.

"Grandparents, will we all live like this for the next thirty years of the Chinese New Year's Eve?"

"Okay, but next year I don't have to spend money on your family, I'll settle the bill!"

"No need, I'll pay the bill, I have a lot of manuscript fees!"

"Five grandsons, count you as the most capable!" Zhao Xiuzhen said happily.

......

Talking and laughing all the way to send the grandparents home and then sneaking back, the sharp-eyed Huang Han saw the two little girls sticking something on the wall at the door of the "Things to Be Done", and when he got closer, it turned out that the sisters who were selling tea eggs were pasting the word "Fu".

"What are you doing here?"

Huang Han suddenly spoke, startling the two of them.

"Huang Han. The little girl recognized who it was, and her eyes lit up with excitement. "My grandmother said that the Chinese New Year's Eve quietly came to your house and pasted the word 'Fu' to bless your family with happiness like the East China Sea. ”

"Hey, thank you! It's such a cold day, it's frozen, right? Come in with me, there's a Spring Festival Gala inside!"

The little girl's family has been able to sell 200 tea eggs every day in the past few months, and it only takes more than an hour, and the family can earn 60 or 70 yuan a month, and the economic conditions are much better, and they have been lifted out of poverty.

His family thought that Huang Han was a noble man in his life, and he was grateful, so he specially bought a few blessing words and quietly pasted them.

The two little girls looked at each other, they actually wanted to see a big color TV. My sister said, "My brother is still waiting for us at the corner of the street!"

"Go and call him to go in and eat candy, eat melon seeds and watch TV!"

"Alas!" the two little girls ran away at once, but after a while they both returned, "my brother is embarrassed to come, he went back by himself." ”

In the distance, a limping figure gradually disappeared from view.

Huang Han knew that the brother of the two little girls was a cripple, and people might be ashamed of themselves and unwilling to come to this kind of occasion, of course Huang Han was not reluctant, took them into the hall, and asked Xiaofeng to bring them candy and peanuts......

The two little girls may not have watched color TV at all, or they may not even watch black and white TV a few times, and they are immediately attracted by the TV program and watch it with relish.

At this time, the cross talk program was popular with the people, and the two little girls were laughing loudly.

After the Spring Festival Gala, Huang Han, Qian Aiguo, and Cheng Wenge still sent Teacher Qiu home with two hot water bottles full of boiling water, and sent back the two little girls who sold tea eggs by the way.

Their family lives on North Street, not a few steps from the alley where they turned into the experimental primary school.

As soon as I went out, I saw that the little girl's father was already waiting at the door, so there was no need to trouble.

My uncle's family is in the city this year, but there is no need to worry that they will not have a place to live.

Because not only Zhang Yugen, Ge Lanying, Zhang Jisheng, and Zhang Qiusheng lived in Huang Han's three-bedroom house, but Xiu'er and Yu'er also had the same house to settle down.

The Spring Festival Gala in 1983 was a milestone.

When "Hometown Love", which has been controversial and criticized as a glamorous sound, is sung publicly by Li Guyi again, it is about the complete end of an era.

In the future, the stage will definitely be a hundred schools of thought contending and a hundred flowers blooming, you can build a high song "The Great River Goes East", or you can sing "The Wind and the Moon" in a low voice, and the sound of beauty is no longer restricted.