"Come on, drink saliva and press it." Ding's mother held the water cup and handed it to Ding Haixing.

Ding Haixing took the water cup, and Ding's mother looked at her and said, "Be careful of scalding." ”

Ding Haixing took a sip and moistened her throat before looking at them and said, "Whoever gave you the idea, I admire it." ”

"It's not that the world is forcing us, we really can't help it." Ding's father smiled bitterly and said, "We can't build terraces here, there are a lot of stones, but there is no soil, how can you build terraces, you can't plant on stones!" ”

"Then how do you explain to your superiors?" Ding Haixing's gaze shifted between the two.

"I'm angry when I talk about this, these four words are adapted to local conditions, and people are used to teach, that is, to learn Dazhai, you also have to look at the local situation!" Ding's mother sighed lightly and said, "This southern paddy field can't be changed into a terraced field as well!" To learn is also to gain the spirit of hardship and hard work. ”

Ding Haixing nodded like pounding garlic when she heard this, "Mom is right." ”

"Yes, what's the use, the arms can't twist the thighs." Hongying sighed.

"Alright, okay, let's not talk about that." Father Ding hurriedly stopped when he heard this.

"How have you spent the past two years in the city?" Dad Ding directly changed the topic.

"How should I live, how to live, the cold of winter, the revolutionary New Year? I don't leave the house, and I don't even save New Year's greetings. Ding Haixing shook his head and chuckled, "As for how to celebrate the New Year in the city, it is more reliable for you to ask Jiefang." ”

Ying Jiefang opened the curtain and came in, "Ask me what?" ”

"Sit." Ding's father moved towards the kang and said, "Ask you how you have been in the past two years." ”

"Don't talk about it." Ying Jiefang said with a bitter melon on his face, "I will train as usual on the first day of the new year, I have no opinion, and I actually call on everyone to remember the bittersweet and sweet." In order to make everyone remember the suffering of the evil old society, this canteen brought wild vegetables, tree bark, grass roots, corn paste, dried sweet potatoes and other things to cook porridge for all officers and men to taste. Swallowing his saliva and pressing down his churning stomach, "Not to mention how uncomfortable it is, I didn't eat less during the famine, it really hurts, and when I mention it, I am still nauseous." ”

"Speaking of liberation, you won't be so happy to agree to ask for leave and come back because of this, right?" Ding Haixing said happily.

"There's a reason for that." Ying Jiefang said very frankly, "I'd rather practice, or work in the field with a hoe, this kind of bitter memory is sweet, rather than eat bitter and sweet rice." ”

"Then how do you eat it?" Dad Ding asked with interest.

In order to arouse everyone's emotions, the interlude of the revolutionary ballet "The White-Haired Girl" will be played on the radio in the evening of the Chinese New Year's Eve: the north wind blows, and the snowflakes float...... 's singing voice brought people into the evil old society all at once. Ying Jiefang spread out his hands and said helplessly.

Ding's father and Ding's mother couldn't help laughing, "There is still this kind of operation." ”

"Or else! If you have emotions to eat, you can only eat willingly! Ying Jiefang said with a smile.

"It's been this year!" Ding's father smacked his tongue and said, "In addition to the countryside, firecrackers are not allowed, incense is not allowed to worship Buddha, dragon and lion dances are not allowed, extravagance and waste are not allowed, and gambling is not allowed." It's nothing, you can't talk about eating and drinking, but after all, it's better to eat during the New Year, and it's a little bit better not to worship your ancestors. Dad Ding shook his head slightly, obviously disapproving.

"We have to abide by this policy, but no one in the countryside is so strict, and it is a little meaningful to go to the grave and worship the ancestors." Ding's mother said funny.

"In the city, how do you greet the New Year now." Dad Ding asked curiously.

"You don't know?" Ding Haixing raised her eyebrows and looked at them and said, "It shouldn't be!" My aunt is from the county, and they follow the above policies closely. ”

"Your aunt even eats a reunion dinner as if she was fighting, and she doesn't even bother to speak, and there is chaos in the city, and we don't go into the city, so how do you know." Ding's mother smiled, "The more the festival, the busier I become, go down to the grassroots to express condolences or something." ”

"Is it dark under the lights?" Ding Haixing said with a smile.

"The scene of the festival in the city is similar, and thirty-one families sit around the statue of the chairman for Chinese New Year's Eve. Before the meal, a self-reflection family meeting should be held, and the parents will put down their shelves, criticize and self-criticize each other with their children, and the children can also fire at their parents, and finally the whole family will unify their thinking: all members of the revolutionary ranks should care for each other, love each other, and help each other on the glorious teaching. The clock strikes 12 o'clock: Comrade Dad and Comrade Mom, Happy Spring Festival! Children often greet their parents in this way. The corners of Ding Haixing's mouth curled slightly, "That's it." ”

"This sister-in-law, why don't you say such a big thing!" Dad Ding said angrily, "Let's study in the city this year, so we pay New Year's greetings." ”

"Ahh Ding Haixing said in surprise.

"Why do you have an opinion?" Ding Ma's eyes fell on Ding Haixing's body and said, with a dark face, you dare to object to it.

"No opinion, no opinion." Ding Haixing shook his head like a rattle.

Although Ding Haixing is a person of this era, his age is long, his mind has long changed, and he respects the great man very much, but he lacks the worship of this year.

So I was relieved to be so solemn about Ding's mother.

Ding's father also asked actively, "What about the first day of the Lunar New Year!" How to greet the New Year. ”

"The first thing on the morning of the first day of the new year is that the whole family holds up the red bao shu, faces the statue of the chairman, sings "The sea sails by the helmsman" and other quotation songs, and finally wishes the great leader a long life!" Ying Jiefang said positively.

"By the way, do you still post Spring Festival couplets? I heard that this is broken, that is broken, and we didn't dare to post the Spring Festival couplets. Ding's mother asked anxiously.

"Stick, you can stick, but this Spring Festival couplet has to be in line with the current situation. Don't write the traditional auspicious language. Ding Haixing reminded them.

"What do you write?" Ding's mother couldn't remember what to write for a while?

"It's not simple, praise our motherland." Ying Jiefang said lightly.

"That's right! For example, the situation of the Dongfeng revolution is infinitely better, and the red flag is new on the production front. and don't forget the GCD ......" Ding Haixing casually said two Spring Festival couplets.

"Then hurry up, we haven't posted the Spring Festival couplets yet? You write well, quickly write a few Spring Festival couplets and paste them. Ding's mother immediately got up and got off the kang road, and found red paper and pen and ink to serve.

"Why don't you write it when it's so ready-made!" Ding Haixing raised her eyebrows and asked.

"This thing was prepared the year before last, but it didn't work." Ding's mother urged, "We'll be talking later, hurry up and write." ”

"Yes." Ding Haixing picked up the brush and dipped it in ink, and wrote in block letters in a regular manner.

When the little ones saw Ding Haixing writing Spring Festival couplets, their hands immediately itched, "We have to write it too." ”

"You guys? Do you know how to read? Dad Ding looked them up and down suspiciously.

"Grandpa, underestimate us." Xiao Cangming said unconvinced, looking at the Spring Festival couplets written by Ding Haixing, and read them out on the spot.