Chapter 20 Eating Popsicles and Taking Pictures
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In fact, in addition to the previous life, Zhang Xingming has lived here in Zhangjiabao for more than ten years, but there is one thing he has never figured out.
The team watched a movie tonight, the team had a meeting today, the team divided meat today, the team counted work today, who built a house in the fort, which day was on the beam, whose children were soldiers and which day they left, and so on, and so on, and there was no phone at this time, but why did grandpa and grandpa always know in advance or immediately about big and small things, and never delayed things? Zhang Xingming knew in his heart that someone must have come here to deliver the letter from Nangou, but it was so far away, this was too timely, and it didn't matter how big or small.
For example, today, just after breakfast (breakfast is usually eaten at eight or nine o'clock in the slack time, and dinner is eaten at three or four o'clock in the afternoon), grandma went to the kang and opened the old-fashioned clamshell wooden box on the kang cabinet.
This box is old, and the lock on it is handmade in pure copper, the kind carved with flowers, and the lock is also an old-fashioned padlock in pure copper, which is rare to see now.
This box is full of grandma's treasures, which will not be opened easily, and it is the only thing in this house that is locked every day. Zhang Xingming knew that there were his grandmother's two fur coats, gold and silver jewelry, photos, and family money. At this time, there was no passbook, and the money was all cash and hid at home, but at that time, the family was poor and there was not much. Grandma's contents in this box, if they can be put in the late 90s, I dare not say that there are more, and it is easy and ordinary to sell for hundreds of thousands.
However, in Zhang Xingming's memory, the fur coat was sold by his grandmother's younger brother Bai to smoke a lot, the gold and silver jewelry was taken away by the thirty yuan from the land, and the photos were cut by Zhang Xingming with scissors, and there was nothing left in the past eight years. (In the late 70s and 80s, antique dealers who specialized in collecting old objects at low prices in the countryside)
Grandma opened the box, put her hand in and touched it for a while, and was stunned for a few minutes, probably remembering the original life or things. Before and after liberation, my grandmother lived a day of playing in the garden and listening to music, calling the restaurant to deliver food, wearing fur and smoking camels, having nothing to do with perm hair and makeup, how could I think that I would start to suffer when I was old.
Sighing softly, grandma took out a small cloth bag from the box, sat down on the kang layer by layer and opened it, inside was all the money in the family, Zhang Xingming estimated that he could have more than 30 yuan, a month's salary of his father. That's a lot in the countryside.
After thinking about it, grandma counted five yuan of change and put it on her body, rolled up the rest and put it in the box, locked it, carefully put the key into the small pocket of her underwear, and patted it. Then he got off the kang and said to the little brothers, "Let's go, let's go into the fort, eat popsicles, and take a picture of you." ”
My brother shouted excitedly, jumped off the kang a few times and put on his shoes, Zhang Xingming climbed off the kang slowly, and put on his shoes, and my brother kept saying on the side: "Hurry up, hurry up." "Brother who jumps straight without worrying, Zhang Xingming is analyzing in his heart, I haven't seen anyone this morning, how did grandma know that she came to sell popsicles in the castle today? How did you know that she came to take pictures today? It's amazing.
The three of them entered the fort along the driveway, and saw a big liberation parked under the big willow tree from a distance, surrounded by a bunch of people, and the children were watching around, talking, laughing and crying, some of the children were eating with popsicles in their hands, and some were watching and licking their lips with their eyes on the side.
Walking over, grandma took out the money and bought two popsicles and gave them to the brothers, one for three cents.
At this time, the popsicle is really a popsicle, that is, water mixed with sugar and some emulsifier frozen into ice, two centimeters wide and one centimeter thick, less than ten centimeters long, with a bamboo stick inserted in it, revealing the place where the two centimeters are pinched. This popsicle melts very quickly, and after a few bites, it starts dripping non-stop. Because the bite is too hard to move, the child eats slowly, so after taking a small bite or two small bites, he can only keep sucking the bottom of the popsicle, otherwise it will drip away. A popsicle, most of which are sucked like this, are sticky to your hands after eating, and if you are not careful, your clothes are all dripping.
Despite this, this is also the happy memory of children at that time, and that kind of happiness is something that children in later generations cannot enjoy by eating ice cream for a few dollars.
Zhang Xingming took the popsicle and took a bite, the taste was still good, the things of this era were genuine. Then Zhang Xingming handed it to grandma to eat, grandma shook her head and didn't want it, Zhang Xingming didn't do it, she had to let her eat, grandma smiled and took a bite, Zhang Xingming took another bite himself, handed it to grandma, and said: "It's too cold, it's not delicious, toothache, grandma you eat." The elder brother held the popsicle and sucked, his eyes swaying with the popsicles handed back and forth by Zhang Xingming and his grandmother.
In the end, Zhang Xingming took two small bites of this popsicle, grandma ate some, and the rest was eaten by his brother.
On the side, someone's daughter-in-law said good things: "Oh, auntie, this is Zhang Laosan's child, it's really sensible, and it's filial piety at a glance." Grandma smiled and said, "Well, this second person has been sensible since he was a child, but he is fine." My brother was not happy when he heard this, so he took the white eyeballs and gouged out others.
After eating popsicles and washing their hands in the river, Grandma led the brothers into the courtyard of the first family under the willow tree. This is the courtyard of the boss of the old Zhong family.
At this time, their house was a brick house, with red bricks hooked and jointed, the abutment was plastered with cement, and the large glass windows were painted with blue paint on the window frames. The lower part of the wall is plastered with cement, a wall fence more than a meter high, and the fragments of plates and bowls are inlaid with flower-shaped motifs. (At that time, when building a house in the countryside, first build an abutment with stones, one and a half meters above the ground, and then build a house on top of it, which is to prevent water from pouring into the house and to prevent moisture)
The tile is a large square tile in the northeast, there is a tile maker in the team, basically idle there, until a few years later, there are more brick houses in the village, there are special people to sell tiles every day, the income is the team, but few people see this money.
The walls of the house are scraped with white ash, and in this rural area this is quite luxurious wall decoration, snow-white and snow-white, compared with the yellow walls and black-roofed newspapers in all the villagers' homes, it is quite forced. On the walls hang several glass frames containing dozens of photographs of their families. In these years, some people may have never taken a picture in their lives, and few people are willing to take a picture. You must know that most people can't earn ten dollars in cash a year at this time.
Boss Zhong is the captain, and his house is also where the team works, and there are many people in the house, smoking cigarettes and drinking tea, making a lot of noise.
Grandma led the brothers into the house, and someone stood up and greeted: "Auntie, Gaha, what's wrong?"
Grandma pointed to the brothers and said, "Take a picture of the child." Someone on the side said: "Aunt Zhang, this daughter is in the city, and she is different from us." Grandma said, "What is wide, and how wide is you?" This is the last time his father came to leave a few dollars, let him take a picture of the child. ”
Some people commented: "Now they have more than 30 yuan a month in the city, right? Entering the factory as a worker is more than plowing in our fields." ”
"I can't eat enough, I have to buy everything, I have to buy everything, I have to have tickets for everything, I don't have anything to eat, I don't even have a vacation all year round. Didn't the second child of his family also be in the factory? Didn't the tail come back, or let's farm the land steadily, and we can eat enough. The eldest of his family died early, otherwise he would have to come back. Alas, I remember that he had just been demobilized, and didn't he come back too? Why did he go to work in the city again?"
"The old man of his family doesn't want to see him, he doesn't give him anything, he doesn't have a place to live, so where will he go back to the city? ”
"Pull it down, what kind of play is it, it's not as big as a stove house, let me go, I won't go, there's no way." ”
"Also, these days, whoever can mix almost enters the city, it has a good name, and the play is not worth eating. ”
"Okay, okay, don't talk about other people's things, everyone has their own blessings. What the hell is going on with this? Can you negotiate a quasi-trust? They have urged me several times. Boss Zhong interrupted the discussion of several people and pulled the conversation to their business.
"What's the matter? I don't have any opinion on what you say, you can do it, listen to you, you can say it. ”
Boss Zhong lit a cigarette and leaned over to shout outside the house: "Little light, little light." "Hey, hey. "I followed a man in his twenties, and Zhang Xingming didn't know him.
Boss Zhong pointed at Zhang Xingming's brothers and said, "Go to the back room and take two pictures of Aunt Zhang's children." "Hey. Xiao Guangzi nodded and agreed, and said to her grandmother: "Come to Auntie, come to this house, I will take a picture for you." Grandma pulled Zhang Xingming's brothers and his brothers to follow him back, and Boss Zhong shouted in the house: "Collect five cents, don't make eight cents together, Aunt Zhang is not an outsider." Zhang Xingming pursed his lips.
At that time, the cameras in the photo studio were the kind of huge box-type, with a cannon-like lens in the front, and a wooden box in the back, and the negatives were glass, and they were hand-built to the back of the box, and one photo was changed to the bottom plate. The photographer was behind the box, covered his upper body with a black cloth and dimmed it, adjusted it, turned off the lens and touched the bottom plate glass in the dark, drilled out, and held the shutter release line: take a look, prepare, snap a flashing light, the person who took pictures throughout the whole process was arranged to be in a position and posture and could not move, and it was empty when he moved.
Lao Zhong's house is not the kind of photo studio equipment, it is a Haiou 120/4B, the property of the team. This machine was considered to be the most advanced camera in China at that time. The boxy fuselage has two vertical side-by-side lenses directly in front, one for framing and one for taking pictures. This camera is a double-reflex viewfinder, the viewfinder is directly above the camera, and when taking a picture, hold the camera to the object being photographed, and look down at the viewfinder from above. To be honest, I personally think that the camera imaging of the double reflex framing is much better than the single reflex image, which can do the maximum and minimum depth of field into films, and it is easier to stabilize the body by relying on the camera's own weight than holding it up and stabilizing it with the arm.
But the special dual-reflex camera is so expensive that I can't afford to grit my teeth.
The two brothers stood in front of the white wall, Xiaoguang fiddled with the camera, and seeing his clumsy technique, Zhang Xingming almost rushed over to teach him. Such a simple operation is really stupid, but in this era, it can be regarded as high-tech, and it is such a closed countryside, so it can only be understood.
fiddled for a long time, took two photos, and Zhang Xingming took another photo of the three of his grandmother, and his grandmother was a little reluctant, but finally agreed. Grandma paid a piece of five cents, and there was no fixed date for taking the photo, only saying that the notice was ready. When I came out, there were two families waiting for a photo outside, and it seems that this business is not bad, and it seems that I don't have to wait long to get a photo.
The development of film cameras is a bit cumbersome and takes time, and in addition, film cameras have to finish shooting a roll of film before they can be developed, which is not as convenient as digital. But in terms of effect, film is generally higher than digital, you use film to shoot a landscape, and then use digital to shoot the same landscape, let you use tens of thousands of pixels, and when the photo comes out, you compare the imaging color and delicacy, then it is not a level.
It's good to burn money when shooting film. Also, if you can't learn darkroom technology, you still have to play digital.