There is an alarm clock at my uncle's house, and when I enter the house, I compare it with the time in my own space, and the time inside and outside is the same.

Then compare the speed of time, the space network article that you originally saw, there is a difference in the speed of time inside and outside the space, and I don't know which category I belong to.

While waiting, you can read the newspaper on the table and learn about the current situation. When my uncle and grandfather saw it, he praised that he was a promising person when he grew up, and that his sister's family would teach their children.

An hour passed, and Yoyo found that the flow rate of time inside and outside the space was also the same. Very good, the alarm clock at this time is considered a luxury, even if there is no alarm clock at home in the future, you can know the time at any time.

Later generations are accustomed to accurately arranging work and life according to the schedule, and suddenly after a few days of watching the sun and calculating the time, Yoyo is extremely uncomfortable, and feels awkward everywhere.

The whole village had an alarm clock for his uncle and grandfather, which he brought back from the army. Han Decai also came back from the army, but his family did not have it.

Grandma told Yoyo that when his uncle and grandfather left the army, he was already a brigade commander. For the sake of his grandmother, he refused the opportunity to promote the division commander and went back to the village to wait for his sister to return home.

My uncle and grandfather couldn't eat since he was a child, and he never entered the school. I still recognized a few words in the army, and I was able to read a newspaper.

After he was discharged from the army, he thought that he had a low level of education and was afraid that he would miss the affairs of the state, so he refused the job of the county armed forces department arranged by the state, and insisted on returning to the village to become a peasant.

However, the state allowed him to return to his village according to his request, but arranged for him to be the village party secretary, and retained his cadre treatment.

In order to let the children have a full meal, he did not refuse, and became the only village party secretary in the county who received a salary. Moreover, the level of this book is very high, and it is treated at the county level. In fact, my uncle's salary is half a level higher than that at the county level, reaching the deputy junior level.

When Han Decai returned to the village, he was only a soldier, and his salary plus disability allowance was also a lot, but his level was not high.

The uncles each held a child and chatted with their father, and also asked each other about the children's learning.

The four children who went to school all had good grades, and Hao Hao proudly said loudly: "Uncle, I took the first place in the exam."

After listening to this, the second uncle Aijun went back to the house and took out a brand-new military satchel and awarded it to Hao Hao. Hao Hao straddled the satchel diagonally over his shoulder, held his chest high, and his excited little face was flushed.

Just after ten o'clock, my uncle and grandmother untied a letter (bag) of fruit and shouted for the children to eat.

"You're all hungry, hurry up and eat a few mats. ”

Hearing the greeting, all the children who were playing wildly in the yard gathered around the table. In the open paper bag, there were golden sticks (long strips of snacks), honey horns, three knives, bee cakes, and several fruits, and my uncle and grandmother caught a few of them.

When the fruit was finished, the eldest cousin was wise enough to carefully fold the outer layer of pink paper and the red fruit skewer paper on the outside of the fruit, and put them together with a few pieces of colored paper in the original collection, and prepared fifteen flower lanterns for use.

You took a bite of the fruit, it was dry and hard, and it couldn't be compared with the exquisite pastries of later generations. Look at other children, the food is called sweet, and they look like they enjoy it.

Grandma said with emotion: "Sister-in-law, you are also a lot (generous), willing to give food to your children, how many people's children can't eat a bite for a few years." ”

"Yes, this year, the Jing family will buy a fruit to go to their relatives, and some people can't even afford to buy one, so they have to wait for their relatives to come, and use the fruit left for the old man to go to their relatives. The old people can't eat it, so they are willing to give it to their children, our old people go early, so we have to let the children taste it. ”

The two old men then started a joke about the New Year's fruits. It is said that there is a family that will be reluctant to buy even the fruit of relatives during the New Year, and the last set on the twenty-ninth day of the year was ruthlessly rushed to the market to buy, and picked up one on the road, and happily took it home. After the New Year, the relatives left, and the fruit was transferred back to his home. The man happily thought that he could eat a fruit this year, and when he opened the seal, he knew that there was a pile of cow dung eggs in the bag.

There is also a family that let the children go to relatives, the children of the fourteenth and fifth five-year years went to the road and were hungry, so they wanted to unseal the seal and eat one to taste what it tasted, but they tasted one after another, and they ate it in one go, and they were afraid of going home and being beaten, so they used various grades of sherbacles (sorghum straw) to fold the fruit sample and wrap it in paper, and they really fooled the past, and the relatives were not found after a year.

You listened to it, although it was funny, but in my heart I was thinking, in the era of poverty, even the jokes were bitter!

Two tables were set for lunch, and the four old men were in the hall with their fathers and uncles. Mothers and aunts led the children to eat in the dining room of the Westinghouse. The lunch at my uncle's house is better than the second grandfather's banquet, although it is not twenty-eight seats but the things are real, not only there are chickens and fish, but also the relatively rare white lotus root and yam, two bowls of braised pork on each table, plus crispy meat, slippery meat, meatballs, the table is full, and everyone has a bowl of New Year's dishes.

My uncle's family is tall and has a lot of food, so many dishes are eaten quickly, and it seems that such meals can't be eaten several times a year.

Aunt Zhou Hongying said with emotion: "Thanks to the help of my father and my brothers, otherwise your brother and I would not be able to fill this group of big-bellied men." ”

"Sister-in-law, if you say that, it's an outsider, isn't the dirty work at home done by the eldest brother. Second aunt Liu Zhaoxia continued.

"That is, I am not at home with Yuanchao, and you still honor the old man for the two of us. The third aunt Shengnan picked it up happily.

"It is our blessing to have an old man like my father and mother who understands the atmosphere, and the children also enjoy it. ”

"Daddy's money and things have helped us, and we are still reluctant to eat and wear in our fifties, if it weren't for my brother-in-law Wei Hua to recuperate his body, our father would be so tough, and I should thank our sister-in-law. ”

"Sister-in-law, my uncle is a person who wants a lot of face, and we owe it to our uncle for giving up our old faces. ”

"Sister, your uncle didn't lose that, if it weren't for this year, why wouldn't you and your brother-in-law come to us, you taught our children to be sensible and learn well, and my brother-in-law took care of our whole family to be healthy and strong, and we made a lot of money. ”

The eldest uncle's family has three children who go to school, because Hantun Village is small, only 1-3 grades, the eldest daughter Zhizhi goes to school in the neighboring village Zhoulou, the eldest son Zhiyuan is in the third grade in the village, and the second son Zhiliang is in the first grade, and the grades of the three children are very good.

Although there was a Zhang Tiesheng who handed in a blank paper in these years, he still has a kind of admiration for cultural people in the countryside, and it is a matter for parents to learn well.

The aunts and uncles were chatting and cleaning up, and the fathers and uncles were drinking and shouting.