The new year began, Liu Lang's family returned to peace, he stayed with his grandmother every day, his grandmother was a year old, mentally fine, sitting on the kang every day and looking at Liu Lang with a smile, and Liu Lang could only use the way of reading books to solve this boring life, fortunately, the chickens that his father bought back last year had grown up, a total of five, and were enclosed in the chicken cage in the outhouse by his father, sometimes Liu Lang would feed them by himself, take some hay with rice bran, stir and put it in front of the mouths of a few chickens, and they kept pecking with their mouths。

Four of these five chickens are hens, and they can lay an average of one egg a day, which is three or four catties of output in a month, and there are three or four catties of eggs out of thin air, which is already very good for the Liu family.

In a blink of an eye, Liu Lang spent his first birthday, his mother cooked a bowl of egg noodles for his son, and there was good news that Liu Lang's family was honored to win the glorious title of "Five Good Families", and a certificate was hung on the wall, which read: Respect for the old and love for the young, equality between men and women, harmony between husband and wife, diligence and thrift, and neighborhood unity.

This is the first honor won by Liu Lang's family, and his parents and grandparents are very happy.

"By the way, I heard the news from the guild in the factory, saying that there will be a bodybuilding doll contest in the city in the next few days, and all children under the age of three and over one year old can participate, and I have signed up for our son. ”

"Bodybuilding dolls!"

Hearing these four words, Liu Lang remembered a photo.

This photo is the first color photo of Liu Langping's life, taken in eighty-one years, that is, this year, he is holding a rattle, with a joyful expression, but it looks a little silly, and the lower right corner of the photo is written with the words "Fucheng bodybuilding doll commemoration".

Of course, Liu Lang doesn't know the process of this competition, I'm afraid it's just a few words to recognize.

"Bodybuilding Doll Contest?

The news immediately aroused the interest of the whole family.

"Competition? How do those kids compare to my eldest grandson? Look at it, now my eldest grandson has started to study advanced mathematics, I think he can go to college now, a bunch of little kids, don't go!"

Liu Lang's grandfather obviously had little interest in this kind of "low-level" competition.

"Dad, this kind of game is just a game, Liu Lang is now a year old, how boring it is to stay at home every day! It's good to let him play with other children. ”

Liu Lang's mother said on the side.

"Well, Dad, Wenxiu is right, my son will definitely become famous this time, and then the whole city will know about our Liu Lang, and by then we will have a light on our faces!"

The father also agreed with his wife.

"The child is yours, you can just agree, but I don't think it's interesting......... Decide for yourselves!"

Grandpa didn't insist anymore.

This bodybuilding doll contest is set on Children's Day, there is still more than a month from now, Liu Lang's mother went to the department store to buy three feet of flower cloth, and then began to make clothes for Liu Lang every day after returning home from work, there is a butterfly brand sewing machine at home, or five or six years ago grandma bought it, spent more than 300 yuan, more than the grandfather's salary a year at that time, but then grandma got sick, and the sewing machine belonged to Liu Lang's mother.

Liu Lang watched his mother sit in front of the sewing machine, stepping on the pedal below with both feet, dragging the flower cloth on the board with the undulating needle tips constantly moving, with the sound of "da-da-da", a piece of clothing was sewn out in a short time.

Liu Lang sighed endlessly, the changes of the times are slowly changing at this point, and in another ten years, this old-fashioned sewing machine will be eliminated, and in another twenty years, where will young people still wear their own sewn clothes?

Times are indeed changing, and as soon as the weather outside has become warmer, Liu Lang heard a shout from outside in the house, "Popcorn!"

"Popcorn!"

Liu Lang jumped off the kang all of a sudden, so frightened that the grandmother sitting on the kang jumped, and before she could react, Liu Lang ran out of the house, pushed open the iron door outside and came to the big courtyard at the door.

I saw a man dressed in a mess in the alley, his face was black and he looked like a beggar, but he carried a flat pole on his shoulder, and a strange machine was placed in the basket on one side.

Two or three children had already run out of the alley, running around him, apparently interested in the machine, but they didn't seem to know what it was.

"I haven't seen popcorn for more than ten years, how much is a pot?"

Grandma Zhou, who was on the other side of the door, walked out of the house and asked.

"Bring your own food for five cents a pot, and there is no food for a dime and a pot for five cents!"

The other party replied.

This man's Mandarin is very blunt, and when he hears it, he is not from the north, he should be from Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and he looks like he is twenty-three or four years old, similar to Liu Lang's second uncle.

"Wait a minute, I'll go get the bud rice and have a pot. ”

Grandma Zhou hurriedly turned back to the house, and after a while, she used a ceramic pole to ride a jar full of corn kernels.

"Okay, okay, five cents!"

The other man took five cents, then put the flat pole on the ground, and carried out the machine that looked like a cannon barrel, and then took out a small bench from another basket, and sat down on the ground.

He first put some wood and coal in a small stove, and then lit it, and after two minutes the flame rose, then he opened the lid of the "cannon barrel", wiped the lid twice, and then poured a jar of buds into it, and then closed the lid, and put the "cannon barrel" across the stove and began to spin around.

"Whoa!

The sound of budding rice grains came from inside the "cannon barrel", but after two minutes, the sound disappeared, and the southerner kept looking at an alarm clock-like thing, which was a pressure gauge, and the pointer inside kept rising.

After another three minutes, the southerners stood up, lifted the "cannon barrel" off the stove, and stuffed the barrel into a black net pocket.

"Go away, go away, it'll ring in a while, you children pay attention!"

He drove away a group of onlookers, and Grandma Zhou on the side shouted, "Cover your ears!"

"Cover up?"

The children didn't know what was going to happen, and they all watched like fools, and Liu Lang had already run into his yard and covered his ears tightly with his hands.

"It's boiling!"

The man's shout was followed by an earth-shattering sound.

"Bang!"

The more than three-meter-long deflated net pocket was instantly filled with something.

"Oh maa!"

The sound was so loud that it was louder than the thunder in the sky, and right next to the ears, several children were so frightened that they almost sat on the ground.

"You fools, I told you to cover your ears, you see how obedient Liu Lang is?"

Grandma Zhou smiled and leaned back.

"Delicious popcorn!"

The man lifted the net, and the yellow, orange, and orange corn flowers appeared in front of everyone.