Zhou Jincai and the masters ate at the table, there was wine and meat, but he had no appetite for the table full of dishes, and he was really panicked when he had eaten rice in the past few months, and he only blamed himself for spending all the money on Qingxue, leaving a few dollars to buy cigarettes, and eating dumplings and noodles a few times and then it was gone. Master Du asked him if he had anything on his mind, he thought that he had no salary and was not qualified to be picky, Master Du was the boss, let him say directly, and he said that he wanted to eat noodles. When the master heard that this was a trivial matter, he just went to the next door to buy a bowl of noodles and came back, and after thinking about it, he estimated that he had no money, so he asked his daughter-in-law to buy a handful of dry noodles and come back, and cook as much as she wanted.

Jin Cai's eyes almost squeezed out tears, when would he ever be excited about a bowl of noodles. Before the reform and opening up, life was so hard, parents and uncles could give them the best, and that family did not have a good reputation, but they could also rely on themselves to be fed and clothed. Sudden nostalgia, sudden gratitude, he was so rebellious, so naturally he became disgusted with himself.

Shi Niang just cooked the noodles and let him eat them on the table, Sichuan people don't know how to make noodles, there is no fried noodles, Jin Cai looked at the noodles, as long as it is noodles, how are they delicious, pour the chili water on the table and the excess oil soup in the vegetable bowl into it, stir it, and taste extraordinarily fragrant. When Master Du saw him swallowing dates, he asked him why he liked noodles so much. Jin Cai said that he and his mother like to eat noodles and the others like to eat rice.

Chef Du said that if he wanted to eat noodles in the future, he would just cook some noodles, and during the chat, he told an episode, saying that he didn't want to eat a bite of noodles in his life. The reason is that they used to go from house to house to make furniture, once in a small noodle processing factory to make furniture, at night the boss was still busy pressing noodles, several of them carpenters chatted while washing their feet, suddenly lack of water, ran away and couldn't leave, the boss didn't have time to pour a large basin of their footwashing water into the dough machine. They looked at the boss in surprise, and the noodles that came out were so black and smelly that they had to be poured out. Although it was poured down, it left an indelible shadow in their hearts, and Jin Cai was unheard of.

Master Du said that with the reform and opening up, there are more ways out for people, their thinking has changed, there are more fake and shoddy goods, and there are more people who are mercenary. These people take advantage of the loopholes of the state's laws and take advantage of the opportunity of reform and opening up to be undown-to-earth and unconscionable, and will one day be punished.

"Xiao Zhou, you have also studied with me for a few months, you have a smart brain and are good at innovation, but you are a little eager and opportunistic. If we are craftsmen, we must have the spirit of craftsmanship, patience, concentration, and treat the furniture we make as children or works of art, and how much you pour your heart into it, it will become what you want. Master Du hopes that he can learn well, and Jin Cai will listen to the teachings.

"I plan to move back to Chengdu at the end of the year, there are few people in Pingli who can afford our furniture, and I can't make any money, are you willing to go to Chengdu with me." Jin Cai was very surprised, in his opinion, the boss had already earned a lot, besides, he swore that he would not leave Pingli even if he was killed, but he couldn't just learn the craft.

"Master, I'm willing to go, but can I go home?"

"Of course you can, I'm leaving at the end of the year, not now, you can go back whenever you want, I said that I will have a salary in three months, and I will pay you when I go back." Master Du still has feelings for Pingli, but there are too many taxes and fees to open a furniture company here, and my friend is going to open a silk processing factory. However, Chengdu is different, it extends in all directions, and there are many rich people, so they don't care about those. He hopes that his furniture can develop into a brand, and then sold all over the country, of course, this is just to think, I don't know if it can be realized, only to do a good job of every piece of furniture, and slowly accumulate strength.

On this day, Jin Cai returned to the river, it is the season of rice harvest, for the mountain people, there are not many days of celebration in a year, except for the fixed traditional festival is rice planting, wheat harvesting, rice harvesting. There are few rice fields in the mountains, and they still rely on the harvest of God, so they have become rare. When planting seedlings, a group of people helped to plant the east house, and then went to the west house, there were not many seedlings, mainly to drink rice planting wine. In the morning, we eat steamed buns, tofu and cabbage soup, and at noon, everyone chats and sings while planting rice, and it is done in a few hours, and then we go home to drink rice planting wine. The table was full of wine and meat, and the New Year was celebrated in a sumptuous race, eating, drinking, chatting and singing, and the banquet was not dispersed until late at night.

When harvesting wheat, everyone helps each other to complete, and we must harvest home before the rain, otherwise the wheat will not be able to pay the grain when it sprouts in the rain. Therefore, at night, when the harvest is not finished during the day, everyone is desperately rushing to harvest the wheat, and there is no chance to breathe, let alone chat and sing. When I was a child, it was also a pleasure to watch the big group threshing wheat, two rows of people standing opposite each other, one row up and one down, the curtain fell to the ground with a sound, tinkling......

No matter what the wheat harvest is, the first wheat bun has to burn incense and pay tribute to the land lord and other gods and goddesses, bless the next year's harvest and no pests. In the same way, the first meal of rice is also to pay homage to these gods and let them taste it first. The common people are grateful for this hard-won harvest, and remember that when the land was contracted to the households, many people could not even afford salt, but borrowed money to buy a few incense watches to burn to the gods and goddesses, bless the wind and rain. Of course, what they are most grateful for is the policy of reform and opening up and the distribution of land to households, which their ancestors never thought of, and they became the masters of the land.

When I walked to the bottom of my yard, I saw that the house was smearing smoke, needless to say, today was the day when my family was threshing rice, and my uncle and aunt would come to help. After eating rice for several months, he was forced to feel homesick and think about the taste of his mother's hand-rolled sauerkraut noodles. The people in the room greeted him happily when they saw that Jin Cai had returned, these were the relatives of confidants, who had never disliked his youth and frivolity, nor looked down on his father, and this warmth was now precious.

At the dinner table, his mother cooked a bowl of hand-rolled sauerkraut noodles for him alone, and Jin Cai ate noodles while drinking with everyone. Zhou Qian found that Jin Cai had changed a lot when he came back this time, and took the initiative to pour wine and food with his relatives, it seemed that this person had to go outside. The third child went to Xi'an, and I don't know what it was like, the boss didn't want to count on it, and recruited relatives in other places, I'm afraid that I will never want to go back to this home.

Looking at the table of relatives talking and laughing happily, Zhou Qian also thanked his daughter-in-law's family from the bottom of his heart, they always forgave him for what he did in her face, and took back his conscience with kindness and care. The prodigal son turned back a little late, but his gratitude was always there, and they were all mortals, but they lived freely, living a life of contentment and happiness with their industrious hands.