Beilin in 93 is still relatively backward, although it is an urban area, but in the atmosphere of the New Year's Festival, there is not much difference from the countryside.

After leaving the paper mill, thinking that he hadn't been back for about two months, Li Xian went to the local market.

Less than ten days before the Chinese New Year, the big market is already lively;

On the 39th day of minus 30 degrees, the gongs and drums at the gate of the market were noisy, and the Yangge team spontaneously formed by the people danced hard in the crowded market passages, begging for money from the stalls.

Hawkers set up rudimentary stalls on the ground. What kind of red fruit, frozen persimmon, frozen pear, frozen tofu, frozen bean bag, can be used as a weapon to poke the dead hairtail, printed with a calendar of bare dolls, handwritten couplets and other things that have become uncommon in later years.

In the aisle, one by one, the hawkers who covered themselves up and down tightly, holding the portrait of the God of Wealth with US dollars and gold ingots printed on it, Wishing you prosperity to everyone.

Thinking that he is also a trader now, when a hawker posted it, Li Xian also left Zhang Caishen with the most kind smile.

Although the goods in the big market are repetitive, there are happy people in front of each stall. The strong smell of the New Year in it has long disappeared after 20 years.

Coming back from the era of great abundance of goods, except for beautiful women, there is basically nothing in the market that Li Xian can look at.

This is the sequelae of the crossing.

But that's what it's like to celebrate in China, and it's not necessarily about making yourself happy, it's more about making others happy.

With this contradiction, Li Xian chose some handmade fruit cakes in the big market that can still be eye-catching, which are quite memorable in his childhood but don't seem to taste so delicious now, and are a little too sweet and greasy.

Out of the market, in the streets and alleys of the Yangge team begging for some New Year's money, and the street standing around looking around, from time to time to a certain pedestrian muttering in front of a certain passerby, with cash in exchange for some shopping mall electrical coupons.

In the state-run store, I bought the video recorder that the old men in the dry rest house often shouted and longed for, and the tape recorder that Li Jie had asked for with him before. bought another set of "Snow Mountain Flying Fox" and a few tapes of Aaron Kwok, and Li Xiancai felt that it was almost there.

But when he got to the door of the store, he saw a red puffer jacket with a pleasing red bag sleeve hanging on a shelf, and he stopped.

"Boss, how much does this down jacket cost?"

Looking at the video recorder and tape recorder in Li Xian's hand that ordinary people couldn't afford to consume, the stall owner's eyes lit up, he pondered for a while, and stretched out a finger, "Oh, little brother's eyes are poisonous, this down jacket sister sells well." 100 yuan a piece, who did my brother buy it for? How big does she wear?"

Li Xian tilted his head, put the thing in his right hand on the ground, and compared it to his chin: "It's about so tall, it's quite thin." Also, don't fool around. If you're fifty, I'll look at it, and I'll be gone at a hundred!"

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bought a set of clothes for Li You, Zou Ni and Li Daoyun, and it was not until he was sure that he couldn't hold it anymore that Li Xian took the car back to the Forestry Bureau.

I didn't come back for two months, and the snow on the side of the road was a little thicker.

The three-wheeled bouncing car stopped at the entrance of the Sina Paper Mill.

Approaching the end of the year, the red lantern has been hung on the gate of Sina Paper. Although the lantern is old, it is becoming more and more vivid in the new atmosphere of the factory.

When Li Xian walked into the factory compound with a large bag, a sharp-eyed worker immediately ran over, saying hello and taking the things in his hand at the same time.

Because of the limitation of production capacity, no matter how rapid the business progresses, there has been little change here.

However, Li Xian does not want to give up this base of his own, according to the current situation, relying on the forest area of Sina Paper although the paper production capacity is small, but in terms of geographical location and production of raw materials, has more prominent advantages.

He is ready to take advantage of the Chinese New Year to divest his current business. The paper production on the Forestry Bureau's side was stopped, and it was completely turned into a pulp mill of the New Taipei Company.

In the toilet paper industry, a heavy brand and two pulp. Now, although Beilin has become the main part of Li Xian's production, he has kept an eye on it and held the Sina brand in his own hands. Now, naturally, this aspect of pulp cannot be spared.

Although the factory is still in production, it is also cleaning the previous year.

Li Xian arrived at the workshop, called Zhang Dagong and Xu Dequan over, and told him that he wanted to transform the workshop. As for the decision to transform Sina Paper into a pulp mill, the two naturally have no opinion.

Both geographically and business-critically, it is suitable to be converted into a pulp mill. And it is obviously more beneficial to the future development of the paper mill.

After asking the two to start as soon as possible and try to make the old mill have a minimum daily production capacity of 20 tons of pulp before February 2, Li Xian came to his office.

As soon as I walked to the corridor on the second floor, I saw a man with his sleeves rolled up high, revealing a small arm like a lotus root, and he was struggling to kick the radiator. She was too short to reach the top edge of the window, so she could only collapse herself in a slender straight line, sweeping the roof of the corridor with a broom.

The clean-up is very meticulous and very well-regulated. The cobwebs and dust are swept away with a broom, and then the window frames are wiped clean with a semi-dry rag.

Xu was too attentive and didn't notice that a piece of white and tender waist was leaking from under his short thin jacket, and of course he didn't notice Li Xian coming over.

"Just leave it here, and I'll take it myself in a moment. It wasn't until Li Xian spoke to the workers carrying New Year's goods behind him that Su Ya's work stopped. Looking back at Li Xian, he blinked and smiled.

After the worker said New Year's greetings and left, Li Xiancai looked up at her and grinned: "Hey, I haven't seen you for a long time, do you miss me?"

Su Ya was stunned for a moment, then wrinkled her nose and stuck out her tongue, and scraped her face twice with the fingers of the hand holding the rag.

Shameless.

Li Xian wiped his nose and pursed his lips and smiled.

Su Ya deftly jumped off the radiator, stood in front of Li Xian, pointed at him, touched the back of her head, and then cast an inquiring look.

Li Xian was secretly happy, and directly made an exaggerated convulsive action, and pumped hard for a while, before Su Ya explained "weakly" in shock: "Since I was beaten by you, I have been like this from time to time." ”

With a snap, the rag in Su Ya's hand fell to the ground, covered her mouth with both hands, and a layer of mist immediately appeared in her eyes.

"Poof," seeing her like this, Li Xian couldn't hold back.

Su Ya reacted immediately, stomped her foot, picked up the rag on the ground, and smashed it Li Xian's chest.

"Hey, hey!" Seeing that the girl turned her head to run, Li Xian grabbed her, "I brought you something, you can see if it's suitable." ”

As he spoke, he opened a package on the ground and took out the red down jacket from inside.

To be honest, Li Xian doesn't like the style of this down jacket too much. But the dwarf is looking for a man inside, which is already the most in line with his aesthetics.

Unlike most of the wide, bloated down strands on the market, this one is the kind with a small smack line and a cinched waist.

Su Ya's eyes widened, and her eyes were full of joy when she looked at the down jacket. But looking at Li Xian, he involuntarily took a step back and waved his hand again and again.

Seeing her excuse, Li Xian smiled, "If you don't want it, then I can only wear it for our big yellow dog." ”

Looking at the anger on Su Ya's face, he couldn't help but snort, and forced the down jacket into Su Ya's hand, "Take it, it's for you." You're so small, I can't find anyone to wear if you don't. ”

After saying that, he didn't bother anymore, opened the office door, and took some things.

When she came out again, she saw Su Ya secretly gesturing the down jacket to herself, but when she heard the sound of the door opening behind her, she immediately jumped like a kitten, quickly grouped the down jacket together, and pretended to be fine.

"Is Su Hui back?" asked when Su Ya was embarrassed.

Xiao Nizi immediately stretched out three fingers.

"Three days to go?"

Seeing Su Ya nodding, he asked again, "Have you bought the New Year's goods at home?"

Su Ya hesitated for a moment, then nodded again.

Li Xian had a number in his heart.

Saying Happy New Year in advance, he picked up the big bag on the ground and went downstairs.

Behind her, Su Ya stretched her neck to look around, and after making sure that there was no one else in the corridor, she put the down jacket on her body and looked left and right.

Looking at the small figure on the polished glass, his eyes narrowed into crescent moons.

……

Li Xian's return made the dry rest house, which had already seemed empty, lively again.

It's almost the end of the year, and the old men in the dry rest house have disappeared one by one. If it weren't for the fact that the number of coffins in the backyard was not small, Li Xian would have thought that it was a plague.

In the activity room, Zheng Weishi and Lao Qitou and Lao Liu were there, Li Xian couldn't help but wonder: "What about the others?"

"I was picked up by my children for the New Year. Zheng Weishi held the big enamel jar and fiddled with the video recorder that Li Xian got back, "Don't talk about those useless ones, plug them in quickly." ”

This year's goods are rare, and they are considered to be their favorites, and the three people in the activity room like it very much.

Li Xian connected all the messy wires, adjusted the TV, and then inserted the video tape of Meng Fei's version of the Snow Mountain Flying Fox.

"Oooo

"Love in the snow, love in the snow ~ I walk alone in the snow......"

As the screen flashed, a TV picture without snowflakes appeared, and several old men were excited!

After listening to the opening song, the old man on the side rolled his eyes, "Hey, how did I hear about it...... Ahem, what can you put in this video recorder? Do you have any of that tape?"

Looking at the old man's dodgy gaze, Li Xian saw through its essence at a glance!

"Master Qi, you are sixty-two years old this year. With the eyes of a dead fish, full of long sounds, Li Xian complained.

"Besides, now the belts are all European and American, which is boring. You are always fighting, keep a little Yuanyang, and wait for another ten years, and then the island country will come up and bring energy. I'll give you some more paper when the time comes......" Immediately, he said with a brow fluttering again.

"Phew! Dirty thoughts!" Although I didn't understand what Li Xian said, this kid's eyebrows fluttered, and he didn't know what good words were when he heard them. The embarrassed old man took a sip and flashed.

Looking at the only two people left in the activity room, Li Xian scratched his head, "No, others didn't say anything about being picked up by their children for the New Year, but what about Wu Ye? What about the prince? Where did they go? Also, Zheng Ye, why didn't you leave?"

Lao Zheng pointed to a travel bag by the door of the activity room, "My son came to pick me up in the afternoon, and of course Lao Wang went to Xu Chaoyang." As for Lao Wu......"

He pondered for a moment and lowered his head: "It's time to finish the calf, and I can't get up from the kang." When I was a year ago, I always made a noise that I didn't seem to be able to do it, but now I look at it...... Hey, it seems like it's choking. ”

Hearing this, the hairs on Li Xian's back exploded, and he immediately ran to the dormitory.

Zheng Weishi sighed.

After thinking about it, he put down the teapot. walked to the door of the activity room and yelled at the dormitory building: "Old Wu! Li Xian, this kid has a heart, knows that you are dying, and before you can breathe, come back to see you for the last time!"