They are all childhood friends who can only be seen during the Chinese New Year, they are all elementary school classmates who have passed the New Year, and they are all uncles and brothers and uncles and sisters.

If the words are speculative, there is nothing to talk about, reminiscences, prospects, and no barriers.

Zhang Mingyu and his wife put down the shelf, laughed and chatted with their brothers and sisters.

Naturally, the role of wine should be fully utilized, and as a result, a wine war was out of control and intensified.

There are still a thousand cups of wine for confidants, not to mention the brothers and sisters of the Zhang family who have not made five suits.

The wine is in full swing, and the love is stronger.

Zhang Mingyu is familiar with "Water Margin", deeply knows the heroes in it, and remembers watching "Water Margin" when he was a child, there are many heroes and heroes, many heroic feats, but I don't remember it very clearly, but the drinking habits of those characters left a deep impression on Zhang Mingyu, and those people recited words on their lips: "Xiao Er, cut two catties of cooked beef, warm a pot of good wine to ......", this sentence that appears many times in "Water Margin" is still swirling in Zhang Mingyu's mind.

In front of him, not only beef, but also the various dishes made by the second sister-in-law Zhu Wenzhi stimulated everyone's taste buds, and everyone tasted the dishes, which was intoxicating.

Zhang Mingyu said to Zhang Mingming, who was at the same table,

"Tomorrow, do you remember, when I immigrated to elementary school, we had classes in a makeshift shed, and when it rained, the shed was leaking, and the classroom was full of mud, and classes couldn't be completed."

Tomorrow is Zhang Mingyu's cousin, who is only ten days older, and he is a classmate in elementary school, and his father Zhang Jiangquan and Zhang Jianghai are cousins of their grandfather.

"Yes, Mingyu, at that time, do you remember, we were looking forward to the rain from God, and when it rained, we could stop going to class."

"Tomorrow, you remember it very clearly, I remember, it was the second year of immigration, before the summer vacation that year, we couldn't go to class for more than ten days, and later, we borrowed the villagers' houses to continue to go to school, at that time, we were so disappointed!"

"After borrowing the house, I never stopped classes, which is quite interesting when I think about it."

After going to junior high school tomorrow, I didn't get admitted to high school, so I went to secondary school, and last year I worked with my third brother Mingfeng in Yuhong World to help with things.

Ming Han can't drink much, and after being poured by a few cousins, he also opened the conversation,

"Think about it at the end of the 70s, when we moved here, what kind of thing is the pond, the per capita land is less than two acres, the house is built in a rice field, it is deserted, at that time, I really regret moving here."

Zhang Mingyu was ten years old at that time, to be honest, when he immigrated here, several families in the same village couldn't stand the conditions of Tanshui Farm, and moved back to his hometown Zhangjiawan with their families.

Zhang Minghan continued, "At that time, I was nineteen years old, and I had just learned to smoke, so how could I afford to buy cigarettes?"

The third elder of the second uncle's family next to him, Mingfeng, took over the conversation and said,

"Little brother, do you remember, in order to smoke, you took me to the open-air movie field of Chuanshui Dry School, and went early in the morning to pick up the cigarette butts that others left while watching movies the night before."

Chuanshui Wuqi Cadre School, which is a product of turmoil, is less than a kilometer next to Tanshui Farm, and the cigarette butt is a cigarette butt, and there will be a little tobacco leaf left in it.

"Why don't you remember? In order to hide that we were going to pick up cigarette butts, I asked you to wear a hat, and the two of us were playing around in the empty movie theater, and after a while, the cigarette butts of a hat were in hand. Come back and tear the cigarette butts, put the tobacco leaves together, roll them with a cigarette machine, and a box of cigarettes can be done without much effort, and later, some people follow us to learn, and the cigarette butts picked up are getting fewer and fewer. ”

Ming Sheng couldn't help but say, "Second brother, you and the third brother are still effortless!" You two are going to have to toss around all morning. You are different now, your children are filial, and your income is considerable, which is not bad. ”

Zhang Mingyu said with a smile, "Second brother, this is called joy in suffering, think about it, what a great thing it is to be able to pick up a box of cigarettes in one morning, in the era when cigarettes are hard to find!" ”

The sisters laughed.

"Brother Ming Han, a hard harvest, now, the environment of Tanshui Farm is better, and it is very close to Chuanshui City and Jiangcheng City, I estimate that the future development will be accelerated." Zhang Mingyu's eldest sister Minghua said eagerly.

"Second brother, I also think that Tanshui Farm has broad prospects, first of all, the construction of the Pangu Development Zone, which is closest to you, coupled with the Airport Economic Development Zone that will be established soon, has greatly accelerated the economic development of Chuanshui District, and will also have great benefits to Tanshui Farm, second brother, pay attention, several sisters in our family want a foundation in the village, build a house, and let my parents retire here." Zhang Mingyu said.

Jiangcheng Airport Economic Development Zone, after demonstration, has been officially established a year ago, which is the concept put forward by Zhang Mingyu's senior adviser.

"Mingyu, your idea is easy, you are a celebrity in our village, and you have contributed to the village, I think, the people in the village should agree with your idea, this matter. Don't worry about it, leave it to me. Zhang Minghan agreed.

Mingsheng hurriedly said, "Second brother, what Mingyu said should be sooner rather than later, I am in charge of land in Mulan, and I know that the national land policy has been tightened, so I ......"

"Don't worry, Mingyu is the person who helps the village the most, and the people in the village always talk about your family. I'm sure they won't object to you living in the village. ”

The relatives are talking, drinking, and making noise, which is extremely intimate, and the taste of the New Year is still intoxicating.

Zhang Mingyu has a principle of drinking, wine is originally a good thing, and it must not be ruined.

A good wine should not be a drunkard, and a lover of wine should not be an alcoholic.

Zhang Mingyu is most afraid of seeing drunkards who are drunk and crying wolves, and he is even more disgusted with drunkards who use wine as a knife to hurt others.

Zhang Mingyu remembers, it is a classmate in the same village, and also a junior of Zhang Mingyu, Zhang Dongfang, and Zhang Mingyu are also alumni of Nanjiang University, his father Zhang Caisheng, when Zhang Mingyu was in college, it was because of drinking and making trouble, drinking nonsense, he fell down from the ladder, and fell down, and as a result, he died with a whimper, Zhang Dongfang's sadness at that time can be imagined, as a classmate, Zhang Mingyu comforted Zhang Dongfang for a long time.

Zhang Mingyu has seen a lot of people who drink alcohol, but how many people are really like Li Bai? It is better to look at the individual's drinking behavior, and don't blame people's sins on alcohol.

Sometimes, it's the wine that doesn't get drunk and everyone gets drunk.

After lunch, Zhang Mingyu and they chatted for a while, and then drove back to their parents' house.

Along the way, Zhang Mingyu had a lot of thoughts, in this season of little snow and getting warmer, the Spring Festival unconsciously buried the dull days, and rushed to the front.

"Adults look forward to planting fields, and children look forward to the New Year", Zhang Mingyu vaguely remembers counting the days when he was a child, waiting for the new clothes made by his parents, and looking forward to the New Year's money given by his parents.

Now, I have passed the age of standing, and the more or less good impressions accumulated in my childhood have gradually become dull with the tempering of the years, and it is no longer the era of firecrackers, fireworks, new clothes, and New Year's money; is no longer a period when I look forward to being one year older and more knowledgeable.

It is not so much that the Spring Festival is the happiest time, but rather that it is a juncture that makes people suddenly realize that age is aging and responsibility is heavy.

The smell of the year is still intoxicating.

Zhang Mingyu secretly decided that he was reborn, for the sake of his family, for his friends, and for the society, time must not be wasted, and the years will leave a mark.