The next morning, there was a light snow outside, and in early winter, it snowed, not one by one, but like a grain of millet, in the form of sand, a thin layer covering the earth, and it didn't take long for the sun to melt. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Today my grandfather is going to the brigade, and this is the last time I will go to the cooperative to buy things this year. Grandma got up in the morning and started to plan, she had to buy soy sauce, salt, a few feet of cloth, soap and matches, water alkali, and some liquor. The same calculation, the same grandfather remembers, neither of them can write, all rely on their heads to memorize.

After a while, he said a bunch of things, Zhang Xingming went to his brother's schoolbag and took out a pen and notebook, tore a piece of paper, wrote what his grandmother said from the beginning, and checked it with his grandmother again to make sure that nothing was missed. Grandma was happy and said, "My second grandson is really good, he can write, but he is much stronger than grandma, and he will have a great future in the future." ”

There is nothing to do at home, and grandpa has a lot of things to buy, so Zhang Xingming decided to accompany his grandpa, I don't know how many times I have been there in my last life, and I have never been far away in this life.

The three of them went out together, first sent his brother to the team to go to school, and then Zhang Xingming and his grandfather held hands and set off for the team.

It actually takes three miles more to walk from the small team, but it doesn't matter if it's to send my brother.

From the door of Mancang's house, go to the National Defense Road, walk along the National Defense Road, go down for more than four miles, and arrive at Yaobao, which is where the singing family lives, Zhang Xingming's grandmother's maiden home is here, and they can talk about relatives.

To Yaobao from the national defense road, there is a dirt road, from here to the brigade is nearly half of the national defense road, if you keep taking the national defense road, it is not more than ten miles, but more than ten kilometers, it has to go around from the mountain.

After walking five or six miles along the dirt road and crossing a river, you will arrive at the Fatai, and you will be almost there. The houses here are built relatively neatly, row by row, with a wide lane in the middle, and walk along the lane, through this house, you will arrive at the land, the headquarters of the Fatai Brigade, and the cooperatives are next to each other.

The cooperative is a few thatched yellow mud houses, but the thatch on the houses has been removed and tiled, and the cracked loess walls are painted with red oil with Chairman Mao's quotations. There is a sign in black and white at the door: Fatai Brigade Production Cooperative, Biling Commune, Cupxi County. (I don't remember this place very clearly, there were several kinds of cooperatives at that time, credit cooperatives, production cooperatives, commercial cooperatives and supply and marketing cooperatives, all of which were functional departments with great power)

The room is dark, the lights are not lit, there are a few shelves against the wall in the house, a wooden counter in front, two salesmen sit in the middle of the room in the open space with a coal stove, talking while knitting sweaters, hanging on the black ash wall is pasted with a portrait of Chairman Mao sailing by the helmsman of the sea, the portrait is very clean, it seems that someone will clean it every day.

In this inconspicuous place, it is the only cooperative within a radius of dozens of miles, with great power in purchasing, supplying, and marketing, and the employees are all regular state workers, which belong to the Commercial Management Committee of the Municipal Revolutionary Committee.

Grandpa pulled Zhang Xingming into the house, and the sudden darkness made them both squint. There was a smell of soot in the house, and the feeling of dust storming.

The two salesmen turned their heads to look at it, then turned back to knit the sweater, muttering and chattering.

Grandpa pulled Zhang Xingming along the counter for half a circle, looked for the things he wanted to buy one by one, and then said, "Comrade, I'll buy something." ”

The older salesman put the sweater in his hand on the board, pulled the placket and walked over, and asked, "What are you buying?"

Grandpa took out the wrapped money and bills from his pocket, put them on the table and opened them, Zhang Xingming took out the written list and read: two catties of soy sauce, five catties of coarse salt, two feet of blue cloth, two feet of red cloth, two pieces of soap, a pack of matches, five catties of water and alkali, and five catties of liquor......

The salesman walked over, stared at Zhang Xingming and said, "Hey, this kid is capable, how old is it?" ”

The little salesman also put down her sweater and walked over, saying, "Carry it, come on, look at what is written here?" She pointed to the cooperative employee on the wall and said to Zhang Xingming, "You miss this." ”

Zhang Xingming said: "Auntie, what if I read it out?"

The little salesman is not very old, less than twenty years old, wearing blue overalls and white sleeves, and said, "If you read it correctly, Auntie will bring you candy to eat, okay?" Zhang Xingming looked at it, pointed to the fruit candy on the counter and said, "I want this type of sugar." ”

"Okay," the little salesman nodded vigorously and said, "You read it, and I'll get it for you when it's right." ”

So, Zhang Daxia was ruthless, at that time the main use was traditional Chinese characters, some words Zhang Xingming still had to think about or guess, so he read a little card, a few words I don't know, I really don't know, but this performance is more real. The little salesman talked and talked, went into the counter and grabbed a large handful of fruit candy for him and stuffed it into his pocket, and hugged him and kissed him for a long time, he liked it very much.

The elderly salesman grabbed something for his grandfather and said, "Wang Ya, why don't you take him back, you have to give birth to yourself, and life is not necessarily so good." Wang Ya's face immediately turned red, as if she had drunk a big sip of liquor, put Zhang Xingming on the ground, and ran outside the house. The older salesman laughed and said, "This little girl is too thin-skinned." ”

During this period, the city shopping malls were divided into department stores and non-staple food, and the grain stores were independent, but the rural cooperatives were different, selling everything, including farm tools.

The soy sauce is a pot brought by himself, it has been a year, the appearance is black and mushy, the salesman takes an aluminum funnel and inserts it in the pot, and uses a slip to beat from the soy sauce barrel, a lift is a catty, the soy sauce bucket looks dirtier than the pot of grandma's house, this year has been like this, and no one suspects.

The liquor is also a plastic pot brought by himself, which Zhang Xingming's father got from the factory.

The cloth was torn according to the number of feet, and the salesman didn't use the ruler, so he opened his hand a few times, and tore it after a few clicks. The rest of the soap matches are packaged, just take them out. The other things were fragmented, sugar, melon seeds, water alkali, and so on, all of which were scattered, so the salesman took a stack of straw paper for packaging, grabbed the same paper, wrapped it up after grabbing, and tied it with a paper rope.

The old non-staple food salesman in this era is very powerful, and the weight error of grasping things by hand will not exceed 5%, and there is even a cow who has been in the newspaper, there is no error, of course, it must be an ordinary scale, not a scale.

Weigh and wrap the things that grandpa wants to buy, and the older salesman takes an abacus and pulls it a few times, saying, "Nine yuan and two cents and seven, you can bring the ticket and I will take it myself, there are too many samples." Grandpa counted nine yuan and three cents and handed it to her, and then handed over the ticket. The salesman took it, first found three one-point steel crashes to grandpa, and then turned over the handful of various tickets, drew seven or eight tickets, handed the rest back to grandpa, and said: "The cloth ticket is half a foot away, look at your grandson is so fine, forget it, let's do it, next time I come to buy things and get all the tickets." "This means that in the countryside, in the city, you can't buy anything with almost no tickets.

In those days, you had to buy a ticket for everything, cloth tickets, wine tickets, oil tickets, meat tickets, food tickets, cotton tickets, bicycle tickets, radio tickets, sewing tickets, you can't buy anything without tickets, and you can't sell them. It wasn't until '83 that bargaining goods began to appear, that is, you can do without tickets, but they are more expensive. The first thing is food, from 83 years onwards, the city can have enough to eat, and it is also from that year that the gap between urban and rural areas began to widen, and the countryside became more and more backward. After 85 years, all kinds of tickets withdrew from the commercial field and became history.

Grandpa said words of thanks while packing up his things, Zhang Xingming shouted loudly: "Thank you, Auntie, you are so good-looking, Auntie." The salesman laughed, grabbed a handful of candy and said, "Come on, Auntie will bring you this again, do you know?" Zhang Xingming saw that it was caramel candy, which is a good thing in this era, and ordinary people have really never eaten it. Hurriedly opened the small pocket and said, "Thank you, Auntie, this is caramel and sorghum syrup, I know." It's soft and sweet. ”

The salesman stuffed the caramel into Zhang Xingming's pocket, touched his head, and said, "It's so cute." ”

With two pockets of candy in his hand, he followed his grandfather out of the cooperative, and said goodbye to Wang Ya, who was standing outside talking to someone, and the two of them went back.

bought a bunch of things, adding up to dozens of catties, and Zhang Xingming couldn't hold heavy things, so he carried the cloth on his shoulders and followed his grandfather. Grandpa put everything in a pocket and carried it on his shoulders, carrying soy sauce, white wine and a piece of meat in his hands. If you don't kill pigs this year, you will buy a piece of meat for the New Year.

Before 83 years, meat was collected and sold by the state, and the meat bought in state-run non-staple food stores was frozen meat, which was bought with meat tickets. After 83 years, the policy changed greatly, and domestic farmers' markets began to bloom everywhere, so that you could buy fresh meat at will, while at the same time, state-run grocery stores closed their doors and withdrew from the market.

At that time, the policy response was very slow, and a policy was introduced, such as allowing private operators to operate non-staple food, and a farmers' market was immediately established in the provincial capital, and production, supply and marketing took shape in a few days. The following cities will be slower, and it will take a few months to form a primary market, and the districts and counties below the cities will be even slower, and it may be half a year or a year before they begin to move. And I was in a county-level market. The wholesale market in Shenyang has been built, and the open-air market has only appeared here in my house, more than three years late. It's slower in the countryside, and the cooperatives were still open in the 90s.

In the afternoon, Zhang Xingming and his grandfather could be regarded as arriving home, and the bones of the walk were about to be scattered, and they didn't want to move when they got home and climbed on the kang, so they fell asleep in a daze, and slept until dinner.

After eating at night, he took out the candy in his pocket and gave it to his brother, the kind of hard fruit candy was my brother's favorite, but he was not interested in the candy, so Zhang Xingming kept it for himself and ate it. Hard fruit candy has a strong flavor, it can melt in the mouth for a long time, children love to eat, caramel to chew, sticky, a few bites and gone.

Seven days have passed, and the wine is not good, and it is still foaming. The temperature is low, the fermentation time is prolonged, and Zhang Xingming has no choice. I had to wait for another week, but I didn't continue to foam, but fortunately there was a glass bottle, which could see the foaming status at any time. Filtered, slag removed, and put it for a few days, finally this little wine can be drunk, the taste is not bad, but it is a little sweet, the sugar content of the grapes is too high, and the sugar is too much.

On the same day, my brother drank a small bowl, drank high, and began to sleep after drinking, and slept until noon the next day, choking my grandfather and grandfather. In fact, this wine does not have a high alcohol content, that is, about 7 degrees.

Wine can soften blood vessels, and has many benefits for the elderly's body, so I made it this year, and after I got used to drinking it, I will be able to do it myself next year.

After a few heavy snowfalls, it was the end of the year, and 78 years passed like this.

PS: Leaving the countryside in the next chapter.

I know that there is nothing outstanding in this chapter, it is very bland, and I am grateful to the book friends who have been collecting and recommending and persisting in reading it. Thank you very much. This is the longest memory in my heart, every time I return there in my dreams, I wake up with tears on my face, more than 40 years, it has long been like a human being. Thanks again. Next, I will enter the primary school paper, and I will start to make money, change my life, and start from here. Ask for continued support, collections, and recommended tickets.