Chapter 88 83 Spring Festival Gala
In the midst of anxiety, the test results came down.
Bai Ke's English score was one point more than Sun Yuan's, with 96 points.
However, the academic performance of the whole grade is not the first, but the second.
The first is a guy named Shao Lin.
The white guest in the previous life knew him.
His father was a director of the Education Commission.
From junior high school to high school, his academic performance has been in the top 10 of his grade.
But in the college entrance examination, he was not even as good as a white guest, and he couldn't even get into a junior college.
Only then did his classmates know that the school had cooperated with him to cheat in those years.
I just don't know what this guy is trying to do.
Sun Yuan took the fifth place in the whole grade, and she was angry enough.
"Hmph, I won't help you with English again. β
Before the Spring Festival, when Feng Qin and Qin Yanjun went home, Bai Ke gave each of them a color TV.
Of course, it is not given to them personally, but to honor their elders.
Otherwise, the employees under Bai Zong and Bai Ke should each be rewarded with one.
At least here in bulk trading houses, each employee is rewarded with a black and white TV.
Jiang Wenle went home with a black and white TV.
Bai Ke's family used color TV a year ago.
Maybe it's the relationship between the aesthetic fatigue of the previous life,There was a time when white customers didn't like color TVsγ
I think the world in black and white looks more pleasing to the eye.
After a few days of available color TV, the white guest gradually woke up: in this black-and-white world, maybe you really need to add some color.
Even my grandfather, who didn't watch much TV before, was attracted by the color TV at this time, pointing to the TV screen and exclaiming: "...... alive"
After having a color TV, my grandfather would sit cross-legged on the kang every day after dinner and wait for the TV program, and he would not move until the word goodbye appeared on the TV screen.
The color TV is usually placed in the big house of Bai Ce and Qin Yongmei, and they, Bai Zong, Bai Ke, and Bai Ning still have to go to work and school during the day, so they have to turn off the TV before nine o'clock.
Every time, grandpa looks like he can't get enough.
"Just, give grandpa another color TV!" Bai Zong said, "Anyway, we have it." β
Bai Ke was still a little hesitant: "Isn't it a little too arrogant." β
Right now,There are still a lot of people who don't even have black and white TVs.,You have two color TVs at once.,Isn't this annoying?
"What the hell!"
As soon as Laba passed, Bai Zong and Bai Ke carried the color TV to their grandfather's house.
Bai Zong was also worried that his grandfather would not be able to learn to fiddle with the TV, but after teaching his grandfather for a while, he was very slippery.
Bai Ke smiled: "Grandpa's games are better than the two of us, what is TV." β
When it was time for dinner, my grandfather was also anxious.
Grandpa has no teeth, so every time he cooks, he prepares a few dishes that are relatively soft and easy to swallow.
This time, the dishes include stewed boss fish with tofu and fried oyster yellow, all of which are very fluffy.
There are also harder ones, like fried meat with garlic, scrambled eggs with bitter gourd, etc.
Grandpa prefers to eat fried pork with garlic.
It doesn't matter if you can chew it or not, you can put it in your mouth, grind it with gums and swallow it.
After a while, Grandpa Kung Fu finished eating a steamed bun and a bowl of porridge, then wiped his mouth and quickly went into his house.
When the sound of the TV program came from her grandfather's house, Qin Yongmei was startled: "What's the matter?
Bai Ce stretched out his head and glanced into the house: "Bought another one?"
Qin Yongmei frowned and looked at Bai Zong, and then at Bai Ke: "I have money to burn it for you!"
Bai Ce sighed: "It's the goods that Lao Han gave you, right?"
"Oh," said the white guest.
Qin Yongmei was a little surprised: "Isn't it speculation for Brother Han to do this?"
Bai Ce smiled bitterly: "It shouldn't be counted with military vehicles." β
Bai Ke hurriedly comforted his parents: "Don't worry, this batch of goods is only sold to private stores and supply and marketing cooperatives in the city and provincial capitals, not to individuals." β
Selling color TVs, white customers also feel a bit risky.
In the last life, many individual stores were arrested and sentenced for selling color TVs.
Because speculation makes it impossible to explain this matter at all.
The key is to see if there is public indignation.
What is the anger of the people?
Pink eye is also considered public outrage.
If you can't buy it, it's public outrage.
Therefore,When this batch of color TVs first arrived,Baike set the goal,Only sell to provincial capitals and citiesγ
And not sold to individuals.
Although wholesale makes a lot of less money, it is not pressed to realize the goods quickly.
The most important thing is to be relatively low-key.
After dinner, after cleaning up the table, Bai Zong and Bai Ke went into Grandpa's house one after another.
Bai Ning was still hesitant, and was also called in by Bai Ke.
Bai Ce and Qin Yongmei watched TV in the house for a while, but no one came in, Qin Yongmei was a little anxious, and stood at the door and shouted, "Why did you all enter Grandpa's house?"
"Grandpa's house is spacious!" Bai Ke shouted with a grin.
Mom and Dad will be a little lost for a while, but they will get used to it after a while.
At present, in various families, not only the personal space of the children is cramped, but the parents are also deprived of their personal lives.
In many families with tight housing conditions, parents and children have to huddle into one room and sleep in one bed.
Relatively speaking, Qin Yongmei and Bai Ce are lucky.
Have your own house and your own big kang.
But they, like other parents, have become accustomed to having no privacy in front of their children.
Every day, the children watched TV in their rooms until nine o'clock, and they didn't have much time to be alone.
A few times in broad daylight, when Bai Ke accidentally got into his parents' house, he saw his mother pushing his father's hand away in a panic.
While mom and dad are still old, leave them more personal time.
Isn't this part of filial piety?
After watching the news broadcast, when Bai Ke came out to the kitchen to get something to eat, the door of his parents' room was still ajar.
Bai Ke couldn't help but laugh: Are you afraid of outsiders gossiping, are you still afraid of your children gossiping?
This is the habit of my parents, and the second is that my parents are too shy, and it will be a little embarrassing to be alone in the cold.
Children, children, don't worry, it's the New Year after Laba.
In the blink of an eye, I started to make pasta and oil again, and I was ready for the New Year.
Although the white customer knows that eating fried food is not healthy.
But the Chinese New Year is a carnival for the Chinese, in addition to eating by nature, isn't it still a rule in other aspects?
Especially the twist flowers rubbed by my mother, the fried radish shredded balls, sweet potato balls, and small yellow croaker, which are all the taste of childhood.
Unfortunately, Qin Yongmei went to the city for a meeting in the days when she went to the oil, and Bai Ce had to take Bai Ning and Bai Ke to try to do it herself.
Rubbing twist flowers, rubbing balls, and oil temperature control are all fine.
After all, Bai Ce has been following Qin Yongmei for many years.
When the shredded radish balls are fried, they will be broken.
Even throwing two into the pot fell apart.
If you continue, this pot of oil will be wasted.
The grandfather was hesitating, and the grandfather came over: "Release!"
Bai Ke hurriedly put it in the pot with trepidation, and was stopped by his grandfather as soon as he picked up the colander after putting it away: "Don't!"
It turns out that the croquette key program is here.
Whether it is fried shredded radish balls or sweet potato balls, when the balls are thrown into the oil pan, you must wait for its appearance to burn before you can put it into the colander, otherwise it will be scattered, and the consequence is to ruin a pot of oil.
Under the guidance of his grandfather, Bai Ce led Bai Ke and Bai Ning to fry pots of twist flowers, balls, and small yellow croaker.
All of them are scorched on the outside and tender on the inside, which is not inferior to my mother's craftsmanship.
It turns out that grandpa is the real master behind the scenes.
The Spring Festival in 1983 came, and the whole family gathered in the room of my parents to watch the first Spring Festival Gala.
The first Spring Festival Gala was so rough and simple, and it was even worse than a gala of later generations.
But it looks so intimate and natural.
When looking at Old Man Ma's voice and smile, Bai Ke couldn't help but burst into tears.
Not only is it the old man Ma, isn't the relatives who left the last life alive, grandfather, father, and mother, all of them alive now?
As if it were a dream, the white guest would rather never wake up.