Jiang Yulou added two big items to his family, which made his parents extremely happy.
Television can relieve boredom and allow the two parents to learn about national events without leaving home. Even if you can't read, don't be afraid. You can watch images and listen to sounds.
A refrigerator is also a good thing.
Next time you go to the vegetable market, you can buy more meat and freeze it in the refrigerator without fear of spoilage. It really saves a lot of trouble.
The parents are happy, and so is Jiang Yulou. What is he doing making so much money now? Isn't it just to make a good life for his family?
No, the day after the refrigerator was installed, my mother, Li Xiulian, came back from the market with two large bags of vegetables and beef.
Jiang Yulou felt a little overwhelmed when he saw so much meat and vegetables: "Mom, you bought too much. In our family, you, dad and eldest brother usually only eat at home. How long will it take to eat so much?"
Nowadays, vegetables and meat are cheap, and there are vegetable and meat sellers in the alleys, which is very convenient. There is no need to hoard so much.
"Oops, I forgot." Li Xiulian said she had forgotten, but the smile on her face did not diminish. It was obvious that she had admitted her mistake today and would do it again after a while.
Jiang Yulou said helplessly: "Hey, forget it, don't buy so much next time, it's better to eat fresh ones."
"Okay, okay, I will listen to my son from now on." Li Xiulian smiled.
After saying that, she took the vegetables and meat and went to the kitchen.
After a while, he returned to the living room of the main house, but he was still carrying a bag in his hand.
"Here." Li Xiulian handed the bag to Jiang Yulou's hand.
Jiang Yulou asked inexplicably: "What is this?"
"Mom bought some more beef. You can take it to Brother Gao next door."
"Brother Gao?"
"You have to call me Uncle Gao. Brother Gao once served on the battlefield to resist U.S. aggression and aid Korea. After retiring, he also had a good job. Later, he got married and had three children. Unfortunately, the good times did not last long. Sister Gao passed away after the third child was born. The eldest son fell ill and died, and the second son was beaten to death during the movement, leaving the third son to depend on him. The third son was a good boy and filial, and eventually became a soldier like him. But... "
"Just what?"
"I heard that Lao San's unit was sent to Vietnam."
Jiang Yulou was silent. There was a lot of trouble between China and Vietnam, and they continued to fight for nearly ten years.
If that uncle Gao's child really gets there...
"Okay, I get it."
Jiang Yulou did not refuse this time, but went out with a bag of beef, and then knocked on the door of Uncle Gao's house next door.
Soon after, an old man who looked to be in his fifties or sixties opened the door.
The old man seemed to be quite strong, but his hair was already full of white.
After Uncle Gao looked Jiang Yulou up and down, he asked doubtfully: "Young man, who are you?"
Jiang Yulou smiled and said: "Uncle Gao, I am the youngest son of Jiang Jianguo next to me. My name is Jiang Yulou."
As he spoke, he shook the beef in his hand again, "I bought a lot of meat at home. My mother was afraid that it would go bad, so she asked me to give you some."
Uncle Gao was a little moved, but firmly refused: "No, no, I'm an old man and I can't eat so much beef."
"Oh, don't refuse. A little beef doesn't cost much. But if you throw it away after eating it, it would be a waste." With that, Jiang Yulou rushed into the yard.
Uncle Gao couldn't resist him, so he had no choice but to let him in.
After Jiang Yulou came in, he had a clear view of Uncle Gao's house.
The fence of Uncle Gao's yard is already mottled and covered with traces of time and children's graffiti. Inside the wall, various daily necessities were piled up casually, and some worn-out furniture was also casually discarded in the corner.
There are several old trees in the yard, their leaves have turned a little yellow, and they seem to be telling the story of the years that this yard has passed through. There are a few old chairs under the tree. I think this is where Uncle Gao rests and chats.
In a corner of the yard, there is an iron stove, which is where Uncle Gao cooks. Although the equipment is simple, every time the fire is burning, the whole yard is filled with a warm atmosphere. There is a small table made of bricks and wooden boards next to it. The table is filled with various simple ingredients and cooking utensils. This is his dining table and his life.
The furnishings in the courtyard were simple, but Jiang Yulou felt a little sad for no reason.
"Uncle Gao, where do you put this bag of beef?"
Uncle Gao pointed helplessly to the table in the corner, "Leave it there for now. I'll clean it up when I have time."
"Okay." After Jiang Yulou put the beef away, he helped Uncle Gao clean up the yard.
In fact, I didn't do much, I just swept the floor and helped take out the garbage.
This alone has made Uncle Gao extremely grateful.
"Xiao Jiang..."
"Uncle Gao, please call me Yulou."
"Okay, Yulou, are you working or going to school now?"
"Going to school, going to college at Yanda."
"Oh, what a top student! When my youngest son comes back, I want him to learn from you. He is still young and cannot spend his whole life in the army like me. He still needs to go to school to be successful."
When it comes to his younger son, Uncle Gao is very talkative. Not to mention smiling more, the whole person is much more cheerful.
It wasn't until the sky darkened that Jiang Yulou said goodbye to Uncle Gao.
He made up his mind to walk more with his neighbors in the future, especially someone like Uncle Gao, who was always inconvenient without someone to take care of him.
After school the next day, Jiang Yulou followed the instructions of Director Ji and Teacher Sun and went to the drama club.
So far, the drama club has performed only one play, "Thunderstorm" by Teacher Cao. It’s not that I don’t want to rehearse more, it’s actually that students in this era are in a tight schedule.
In fact, this is easy to understand. These days, it has only been a few years since the country resumed the college entrance examination. Not all the people near Yanda are students, many are workers and even farmers.
Don't think that they are very strong just because they were admitted to Yanda University. In fact, they all rely on surprise review. In terms of their academic foundation, they cannot compare with professional students.
Therefore, in order not to be left behind, if normal students spend one point of effort studying, they have to spend two or even three points of effort.
Because of this, several months have passed since Jiang Yulou provided the script "Famous", but the drama club is still rehearsing, and there is no intention of performing it in public.
This is why Teacher Sun is anxious. You, the original author of the script, are not anxious. Can those guys from the drama club take it seriously?
Teacher Sun wanted to show off this script in front of his old friends in Renyi, so he must not be dragged down by the school's drama club. Hence, what he said in front of Ji Zhenghuai at that party.
When he sat in the front row of the auditorium, the drama club was rehearsing a famous scene in the script.
"Why did you kill him!"
"Kill who?"
"Three old men!"
"Because he looks like."
"Like who?"
"Like my dad."
At this moment, the atmosphere at the scene seemed to be much more solemn.
