On the day of National Day, Lin Yan was never with Song Yuanchao, because she was going home to accompany her parents.

I haven't been back for a long time, especially my mother Chen Yuqin's pass, and it's not the same thing to avoid it all the time. Since Lin Daoyuan had officially met Song Yuanchao yesterday, Lin Yan also had confidence in her heart, and planned to go back to coax her mother and make some preparations for taking Song Yuanchao home in the future.

On the day of the National Day, Song Yuanchao got up before dawn, because he and Li Xiaoyun promised to take her to Yanjing for a good visit, but she couldn't spare time for so much time at the beginning of school, so Li Xiaoyun ran to remind Song Yuanchao yesterday evening, and Song Yuanchao promised to take her out today.

After breakfast, Song Yuanchao rode Li Xiaoyun to the flag-raising point in later generations, and now the official flag-raising ceremony has not been fixed, and I can't see the scene of the mighty and majestic flag-raising team in later generations.

But even so, there were still a lot of people gathered under the flagpole in the square, and when everyone watched a fluttering red flag slowly rising in the music, everyone's eyes were full of emotion with the flag fluttering in the wind, and at the same time tears welled up in their eyes.

Leaving the square, a Dongfeng truck with ribbons and red flowers on both sides full of colorful flags slowly drove past them, and there were several workers with big shoulders and round waists standing on the truck, some holding drumsticks in their hands, and some making big gongs or small cymbals, all of them were full of energy, really as described in the sketch by a certain Dandan in later generations, "red flags, gongs and drums are noisy." ”

Looking at this scene, Li Xiaoyun couldn't help herself with excitement, and even urged Song Yuanchao to ride a bicycle to keep up, she wanted to take a good look at this lively and extraordinary posture.

Song Yuanchao had no choice but to ride a bicycle with her all the way, until this little girl was too addicted to it, and then she stopped out of breath.

Just wiped the sweat, before Song Yuanchao could breathe a sigh of relief, Li Xiaoyun's eyes lit up, jumped off the schoolbag shelf and ran to the side, it turned out that there was a vendor selling sugar gourds over there, holding a target in his hand, which was full of red and bright sugar gourds, and there were many children watching on the side, looking up and looking forward to the parents beside him.

"Uncle, how do you sell this sugar gourd?" Looking at the sugar gourd, Li Xiaoyun's saliva was about to come down, and she tilted her head and asked the uncle who sold the sugar gourd.

"A string of five cents."

"Five points? I remember if it wasn't a string of four cents? Li Xiaoyun asked.

The uncle who sold the sugar gourd said with a smile: "My sugar gourd is not the same as the state-run store, you see, this head, this material, are all good, it is an ancestral craft, I don't believe you buy a skewer to taste, if it is not delicious, I will give it to you for nothing." ”

"Okay, bring me two strings!" Li Xiaoyun angrily took out a gross ticket from her pocket and handed it over, then looked at the sugar gourd on the target, and deliberately picked two strings that she thought were the best.

"My Iceberg Beauty Wife"

After taking it, she took a bite directly, and suddenly her eyes narrowed with a smile and gave a thumbs up: "It tastes so good, uncle, your sugar gourd is so delicious!" ”

"That's it! My grandfather has been setting up a stall on the flyover since he was a teenager, relying on this craft, how can the state-run store sell it compare with mine? The uncle who sold the sugar gourd was very proud, and after boasting about it, he shouted loudly: "Sugar gourd, sugar gourd, ancestral craftsmanship, old Yanjing authentic sugar gourd, five cents a string of ......." ”

Holding two strings of sugar gourds in her hands, Li Xiaoyun returned to Song Yuanchao's side with steps that she did not recognize her six relatives under the gaze of many envious children.

"Here, please eat sugar gourd." Li Xiaoyun generously handed a string of sugar gourds to Song Yuanchao, Song Yuanchao actually didn't like to eat this thing very much, when he was with Lin Yan, Song Yuanchao bought at most a bunch, most of which Lin Yan ate, he just tasted a few.

However, Li Xiaoyun had a treat, and Song Yuanchao couldn't refuse, so he took a small bite with a smile, not to mention, this sugar gourd is really good, the materials are solid and the craftsmanship is authentic, it is much more delicious than what they bought in the state-run store some time ago, and even Song Yuanchao, who doesn't like to eat much, couldn't help but take a bite.

While eating, he glanced at the uncle who was selling sugar gourds, including a few other vendors not far away. Today is a special day, not only the National Day, but also the day when the whole society begins to acquiesce to the free operation of small traders and hawkers.

Although there was no official notice, this wind began to blow a month ago, Yanjing is the best place at the foot of the Son of Heaven, and ordinary people are very well-informed.

Tomorrow, that is, the day when the state begins to allow self-employed registration, the most important group of reform and opening up - self-employed will soon make their debut.

In the early days of reform and opening up, self-employed people will become an extremely important supplement to the country's economy and market, and this group will be firmly remembered by everyone.

Although it is only one day away, in fact, the real appearance of self-employed people starts from today's National Day, just like the hawkers not far away.

Eating the sugar gourd, Song Yuanchao was thoughtful, and at this time, Li Xiaoyun seemed to see something rare, and ran over with a few children, squatting there with a few children and watching intently.

Song Yuanchao looked over and smiled dumbly, it turned out that she was looking at a sugar painting.

An old man of considerable age sat on a small bench with a shelf in front of him, on which was resting an iron plate, and in his hand was a spoon with hot syrup boiled in it.

I saw the old man raise the spoon high, and the syrup flowed down the gap of the spoon like a thread, and in the old man's skillful and fast movements, the syrup dripping on the iron plate was depicted by him like a picture, and in the blink of an eye, a lively and energetic dragon was born in his hand.

After the painting, the old man took a sharpened bamboo skewer, spooned a little syrup to dip the bamboo skewer and the sugar painting together, and then gently shoveled it with a small spatula, and the whole dragon peeled off from the iron plate.

"It's beautiful! This candy painting is amazing, old man, how can you sell it? ”

"The dragon and the phoenix are all a dime, these five points, these three points." The old man pointed to a few sugar paintings made on the side and said, this price is really not cheap, you must know that a string of sugar gourds is only five cents, but the old man's craftsmanship has nothing to say, these sugar paintings are all vibrant, where has Li Xiaoyun ever seen such a beautiful sugar painting? I immediately paid for one.

Holding a beautiful phoenix in her hand, Li Xiaoyun was so happy that she couldn't close her mouth, but she was reluctant to eat such a beautiful sugar painting, so she took it in her hand and looked left and right, her face was full of pride.

Originally, Song Yuanchao wanted to take Li Xiaoyun to the Forbidden City, but Li Xiaoyun's thoughts were different from ordinary people, she felt that the Forbidden City could go at any time, and there were too many people on today's National Day, so it was boring to go shopping, so it was better to go to other places.

They were not far from the famous Dashilar, so they simply parked their cars nearby and followed the flow of people to Dashilar.

Today, Dashilar is also lit up, the whole street is very lively, the shops are lively inside and outside, and there are several places to set up a stage, although there is no big opera, but there are some performances, Li Xiaoyun and Song Yuanchao crowded in the crowd and watched with interest for a while, and when the performance is over, the crowd cheers enthusiastically.

"Brother Yuanchao, do you think this place looks like a city emperor temple?" The weather is a little hot, and there are a lot of people, Li Xiaoyun's little face is flushed but she is still elated, she looks around, looking for some places of interest, and can't help but say to Song Yuan Chao beside her.

"It's a bit similar, it's all lively, but there is no Jiuqu Bridge and Xiaolongbao." Song Yuanchao replied with a smile.

"Hee-hee, it's okay, what do you see over there? It looks delicious. As she walked, Li Xiaoyun stretched out her hand and pointed forward, and just as she was talking, she was suddenly hit hard by someone passing by, and directly knocked the sugar painting she was holding to the ground.

"My sugar painting ......." Li Xiaoyun exclaimed in surprise and hurriedly picked it up, but at this time, the beautiful phoenix had already been smashed on the ground and could not be pieced back together.

Looking at the shattered and unshapedly sugar painting, Li Xiaoyun's eyes suddenly turned red, and tears rolled in her eyes.

This is a sugar painting that cost her a dime, and more importantly, she hasn't been willing to taste a bite before she spoils it, and when she looked up and saw the person who hit her, she didn't realize that she continued to walk forward, where could Li Xiaoyun, who has always had a hot temper, still be able to hold back, and rushed up and grabbed the other party.

"Stop! If you hit someone, you have to run? Lose me sugar paintings! ”