Han Zhankui looked at Han Chunlei and didn't speak, and felt even more embarrassed.

After all, before, it was his brothers-in-law who said they were unwilling to do it.

Now he is messing around again, and let him, who is a brother-in-law, come to Han Chunlei to intercede.

To be honest, he was also panicked!

Han Zhankui sighed and said, "This time, it's the third child of your aunt's family who wants to do it with you." Usually their family's tea mountain, the eldest and the second are in charge, and the third is the one who fights, doesn't he look at Zhanshui and Lao Wu, who make a lot of money by collecting tea, and his mind is alive? Last time your aunt went back to her parents' house, he secretly looked for your aunt and told him. Your aunt came back to tell me. Hey, you said this, when you asked him to do it, he didn't do it. Right now...... You see, it's a ...... thing."

"Oh. Then does he just want to collect tea? Or do he also carry tea to Shenzhen?" Han Chunlei asked again.

"Just his cowardly soft egg, let him carry tea leaves to Shenzhen, and his legs and stomach have to turn tendons. He'll collect the tea for you. Han Zhankui said.

"Oh. Han Chunlei nodded and did not speak immediately.

Seeing this, Han Zhankui said, "Chunlei, if you are embarrassed, I will go back and talk to your aunt to push this matter away." ”

"It's not embarrassing!" Han Chunlei said, "Uncle Zhan Kui, don't be rude." This morning, Accountant Yu also came to tell me about this tea harvest. ”

"I know that. Han Zhankui did know this, but he didn't expect this old boy to move so fast.

Han Chunlei said: Uncle Zhanshui was also there at that time, and I also told the accountant in front of Uncle Zhanshui, that it was okay to collect tea, and the money was also calculated with Uncle Zhanshui. It's just that Yu Accounting can't be collected in Wengjiashan. Uncle Zhanshui and Uncle Wu have worked hard for so long, and they have found a way that is easy to figure out, and they can't be called hard work in vain. ”

After that, Han Chunlei smiled bitterly and said, "Uncle, your brother-in-law is still from Wengjiashan, you ...... said this."

Han Zhankui understood, and then said, "Uncle understands." Your aunt's family is from Wengjiashan, if they really put away the tea, Wengjiashan, I'm afraid they all have to belong to them, this is to cut off the way to occupy the water and Lao Wu's money. We can't do this calamity!"

Han Zhankui sat on the chair, lit a cigarette, smashed two puffs, and looked at Han Chunlei again: "Chunlei, do you think this will work." I'll go back and do their work, and if my brother-in-law is willing to go to another village to collect it, you will give him a chance. But the output of their own mountain—"

"The output on his own mountain is even if he harvests it himself. I believe that Uncle Zhanshui can also understand this. ”

"Okay, then Uncle has a score in his heart!"

......

......

According to the lunar calendar, this month is a small month, and there is no Chinese New Year's Eve.

Therefore, the second day of Han Chunlei's homecoming, the twenty-ninth day of the lunar month, is Chinese New Year's Eve.

The sky and the earth are big, and the Chinese New Year is the biggest.

Early in the morning of Chinese New Year's Eve, Han Chunlei and his sister, younger brother, and mother pasted New Year paintings, pasted Spring Festival Lian, set up offering tables, and invited ancestors.

After finishing these, it is time to prepare the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, which is the matter of Mao Yuzhen and Han Chuntao.

Han Chunlei took the old man Han Chunfeng to set off artillery in the courtyard.

The crackling sound of firecrackers attracted a group of village children to look at the wall.

When the sun set, all the families closed their doors and ate the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner in unison.

Chinese New Year's Eve is followed by New Year.

Han Chunlei has no habit of sleeping lazy, even on the first day of the New Year, he still gets up early according to his usual habits.

When you get up, pour yourself a glass of warm water and turn on the radio.

“...... Today is February 16, 1980, the first day of the first lunar month. I'm the announcer Xia Qing......"

It's still a familiar sound, a familiar melody.

Han Chunlei felt in a trance that he was back to the days before he went to Shenzhen.

Drink a glass of warm water slowly, and the new year kicks off.

......

During the Spring Festival, Han Chuntao's main task is to go on a blind date.

At this time, there is no farm work, and it is the best time for young men and women in the countryside. Han Chuntao is good-looking, capable, feeding pigs and vegetables, taking care of housework, and doing everything, although there is a mother who is a well-known spicy household, but she can't stand the Han family has a son who has made a fortune in Guangdong.

Therefore, those who come to the Han family to propose marriage can simply step on the threshold.

Mao Yuzhen also knew that she had delayed Han Chuntao in the first two years, so this time she was also riveting her daughter to marry off.

Her people are not bad, one of them is still a worker in the county machinery factory, a secondary school student.

On this day, Han Chuntao finished the blind date from the outside and returned home with a gloomy face: "Mom, that man has smallpox, and he has a bunch of pockmarks on his face." That didn't mean anything, so he asked me how much dowry I could bring with me. What's the matter? I, Han Chuntao, no one wants it? I still have to post it upside down?

"What? got smallpox, pockmarked face? I thought it was a secondary school student, just right! Peach, don't worry, we don't want this kind of person. Mom will pick you another good one!" Mao Yuzhen comforted.

"Mom, you'd better rest. I also want to live two days of purity. Not in a hurry to get married. ”

"Why aren't you in a hurry! Didn't you use to be in a hurry? You said that you are twenty-six years old after the New Year, and whose twenty-six eldest girl is still at home......

"Am I the fault that I didn't marry at twenty......-six?

Okay, the mother and daughter started arguing again.

Han Chunlei was also full of thoughts about to explode when he heard it, it seems that the problem of this older leftover girl, whether it was forty years ago or forty years later, is the main contradiction in the family.

He called his brother Han Chunfeng, went out to visit relatives together, and hid in Qingjing.