MTL - Accidentally born in the ’60s-Chapter 2

Yidong City is a forest city, and the virgin Korean pine forest occupies most of the city's boundaries. Beicha District, where Li's family is located, is at the foot of the Korean pine forest.

Mr. Li has four sons. The eldest son, Li Muwen, left with the army when he was fighting against Japan. There was no news for many years. He didn't send a letter until after the liberation, saying that he arrived with the army after the war. Fu Province, not only became a leader, but also settled down with a wife and children there. The third son, Li Musen and Li Muwu, lived several miles apart. Like Li Muwu, he worked as a worker in a grain store. The fourth son, Li Mulin, went to the provincial capital in the early years and rarely came back.

Although two of the four sons are not around, but after the baptism of artillery fire, Mrs. Li is very satisfied with the current stable life, as long as the family is safe and sound, and the son is not around It doesn't matter.

In the generation at the foot of the mountain in Beicha District, the old Li family is notoriously prosperous. Mrs. Li's mother-in-law gave birth to seven sons in one breath. After Mrs. Li married into the Li family, she gave birth to six sons in a row, but unfortunately only four survived. It is even more regrettable that she never had a daughter in her life.

People who lack a son's family look forward to their son, and people like the Li family who haven't seen a daughter for generations can't help but hope that there will be a pink and tender girl at home. It's a pity that the four sons are still sons no matter where they live. Every time Mrs. Li receives a letter and sees the news that she has a grandson, she can't help sighing.

Finally this time, the second daughter-in-law, Wang Sufen, gave birth to a white and tender girl, and Mrs. Li could not help but feel anxious. Wang Sufen is almost forty years old. She suffered a lot in the early years. Not to mention she didn't bring it back, she gave birth to four sons in a series of difficult times.

When she gave birth to the third child, Li Mingnan, Wang Sufen had insufficient milk. When she gave birth to the fourth child, Li Mingbei, she basically did not breastfeed much. Therefore, Li Mingbei grew up on goat milk. It doesn't matter what the rough boy eats, as long as he can feed himself, but the tender little girl doesn't know if she can digest goat milk. In this era when a single episode of diarrhea could easily lead to the death of a child, Mrs. Li was a little worried, for fear that she would not be able to support her hard-to-get granddaughter.

Hearing the East House child cry, Mrs. Li put down her chopsticks and said, "The girl is awake, I'll go to that room and have a look."

Liu Xiulan stopped using her chopsticks after she was half full. When she saw Mrs. Li got up, she also stood up: "I'll go check too, did the child pee?" With Mrs. Li, she walked to the east room.

In the east room, Wang Sufen picked up her crying daughter with her eyes closed and patted her quickly, knowing that the child was hungry. Although I know that I should have no milk, I can't let the child cry like this. Wang Sufen sighed and unbuttoned her shirt, only to realize that her chest was a little swollen.

Turning to bring her daughter closer to her chest, the little man closed his eyes and sucked instinctively. At first, it was a little hard to suck, and there was some light sweat on the tired forehead, but after a while, Wang Sufen heard the child's swallowing sound.

Mr. Li and Liu Xiulan opened the curtains and came in. Wang Sufen was grinning when she heard the voice and raised her head quickly: "Mother, this fish soup is so good, the little girl is getting milk."

"Really?" Mrs. Li let go of Liu Xiulan's hand, took a few steps towards the three-inch golden lotus, and walked to the front of the kang. She lowered her head against Wang Sufen's shoulder, and sure enough, she heard the little girl gulping for milk, and then glanced at her daughter-in-law's chest, she could feed the child with a bulging look.

Mrs. Li was instantly happy, she stroked the child's thick hair, and said with some regret: "You know that the fish is no longer stewed, so I should keep the soup for you. Wait for the afternoon. Let Mingnan and Mingbei go around the river and see if they can still catch fish?" Thinking that it hasn't rained much this year, the water in the river is less, and even in summer, I haven't seen much fat fish. Shrimp, Mrs. Li added: "It's okay if you don't catch it. It's a big deal to kill a chicken and cut a piece a day to cook soup for you. How can you eat it for ten or eight days."

The old lady is a quick-witted character. When the three Mingxi brothers finished eating, she drove them out to go fishing. Li Mingdong doesn't have to go out. When next summer, he will take the college entrance examination, so he doesn't need to do anything at home, just sit at the desk and read.

Mingxi is already in the third year of junior high school, and her words and deeds are very similar to Mingdong. Although she also follows her family to fish in the mountains and underground rivers during the holidays, she is not as rash as the two younger brothers. Lost, but do everything very well.

Mingnan and Mingbei are ten years old and seven years old, just when cats and dogs are disgusted by jumping up and down. Mrs. Li didn't care about the two of them. Anyway, every time she went up the mountain, she could carry some firewood and sticks back. She could also pick up some fungus and mushrooms from time to time, and occasionally she could catch two rabbits to improve the food for the family.

name."

Li Mingdong pondered for a moment, then said with a smile: "Peach is young, and its leaves are Zhenzhen. My son is at home, and it is suitable for his family. My sister might as well be called Li Mingzhen."

Li Muwu gave him a blank look: "Speak human words!"

Li Mingdong, who was immersed in romantic poetry, was poured back to reality by a basin of cold water. He glanced at Li Muwu helplessly and explained bluntly: "That is to say, the grass, the tree, grow like a thick bush. "

Li Muwu understood this time, and he nodded with satisfaction: "This tree, grass, and grass will never lose its roots, this name is easy to support, so I call it this name, I Give her an account now."

As he said, Li Muwu put on a big padded jacket and a leather hat and went out, but as soon as he left the yard, Li Muwu stopped. He asked loudly, "Ming Dong, what's your sister's name? Is it Li Mingshu or Li Mingcao?"

The drowsy baby in the east room seemed to hear the name of his father, and immediately burst into tears. Sitting at the table, Li Mingdong, who was reading a book in Russian, heard that his good name changed in the blink of an eye, and he almost cried: "It's not grass and trees, it's Li Mingzhen! Forget it, I'll just write it down. , save yourself the wrong name again."

Li Muwu took the note handed over by his son, squinted his eyes and read word by word: "Li ... Ming ... Zhen? This is Zhen Zhen? Oh, this word is too difficult to write, What can you do when your sister goes to school to write her name, she can't cry?"

"That can't be called Li Mingcao?" Li Mingdong said with some dissatisfaction, pulling his neck: "Why don't you build one yourself."

Li Muwu frowned and thought for a long time, then silently stuffed the note in his pocket, put on his hat, turned around and walked out: "This name is also very good, let's call it this."

Wang Sufen, who was listening to the movement outside in the east room, smiled: "Dongzi's father is hard-mouthed."

Ms. Li couldn't help but be happy, but she had to say two good things for her son: "Actually, the second child is not stupid, he just suffered from the loss of not going to school, these years He also knew a few words with Dongzi, which is much better than before. I heard that he can write his name now, which is not bad."

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were whispering to each other, and Zhen Zhen, who had been confused all the time, slowly woke up from the chaos. He kicked his legs and kicked the loose blanket.

Mr. Li happily wrapped her granddaughter again, and said very proudly: "Look at this girl in our family with strong arms and legs, when she grows up, she can kick over a pig with one foot!"

Zhen Zhen was deeply shocked by the vision depicted by Mrs. Li, she tried to put her arms and legs in order, trying to change Mrs. Li's impression of herself.

Patting the child for a while, Mrs. Li said, "This child in our family has a happy birthday. In the past, it was said that Buddha became enlightened on the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month."

Wang Sufen echoed: "When I was a child, I heard from my grandmother that in the early days, when it was relatively stable, tributes had to be placed on the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month to pay homage to ancestors and gods. Later, when the army was in chaos, people could not get enough to eat. , it doesn't like this anymore."

Mrs. Li also recalled: "No, even though my family was very poor when I was a child, at this time, I would take out the beans that I had accumulated over the year and cook it in a small urn of porridge. It is a rare good meal to share a small half bowl.” The more she talked, the more she could not sit still, she put on her shoes and went down to the kang and said, “Although I am not rich now, I still have some beans I collected in the old years, hazelnuts and pine nuts that I picked up in winter. There is still a lot left, so let’s just cook a pot of sweet-scented osmanthus to relieve cravings, it’s already the twelfth lunar month, and it’s time to eat a few good meals.”

Mr. Li went out while talking, Wang Sufen dozed off while patting Zhen Zhen, and soon fell asleep.

Hearing the soothing and long breathing next to her, Zhen Zhen slowly opened her eyes and tried her best to recall the past...

Zhen Zhen, her name was Li Zhenzhen in her previous life, after her parents divorced, she was left in her original home. Except for the annual living allowance, she seldom came back to see her. Fortunately, Zhen Zhen was open-minded, and did not become depressed because of the broken family, instead she felt more relaxed than ever.

After graduating from college, Zhen Zhen took the money she earned from her part-time job in college to open a flower shop. Zhen Zhen squinted her eyes and recalled carefully, what seemed to hit her was a golden bead that fell from the sky?

Zhen Zhen was a little stunned, what beads are so powerful, and they smashed them all at once? But it seems that there is no discomfort after the thing hits him, but there is a familiar feeling of blood thicker than water...

Zhen Zhen couldn't help but stretch out her little hand and gently touched her forehead, but she didn't seem to touch anything except her delicate skin. After thinking about it, Zhen Zhen didn't even understand what was going on, but her eyelids became more and more heavy, and she soon fell asleep.

"Milk! We're back!" A loud voice sounded from the door, Zhen Zhen, who had been sleeping for a long time, was woken up by the sudden sound, she opened her eyes and only felt the darkness in the room , I was shocked to realize that it was already dark.

Listening to the deafening voice, Zhen Zhen had a black line on her face: Milk, you have a louder voice than my brother!

The author has something to say: The background of the story refers to the story of my family's old life. My uncle was a college student for 60 years, and my aunt really bought it back with soybeans when I was a child. Listening to that time The story is really much more exciting than the novels we read.