Bai Fumei in the 70’s - Chapter 152

After Zhao Lanxiang and He Songbai got married, He Songbai handed over her property to her, and Zhao Lanxiang realized how rich he was married to.

But she still manages her little shop, conscientious, hardworking.

He Songbai fulfilled his promise and respected all her. Although he was busy, he still had dinner with her on time every day. He Songbai took Zhao Lanxiang to many auctions, private parties, he spent a lot of money to buy a lot of valuable gifts for her, Zhao Lanxiang was very distressed, but over time it became accustomed.

He has a large collection room with many antiques in it. He Songbai said that these are all treasures handed down from their ancestors. He had to sell them because of poverty, and then redeemed them again. Every position on the wooden frame has a name, some are vacant, and some are decorated with expensive antiques.

He Songbai once pointed to Zhao Lanxiang, pointing to a wall of collection shelves: “One day, I will let all the He family’s treasures be redeemed.”

Forty years old, he has already redeemed half.

In the center of the wooden frame lies two frames, men in black and white photos and grandma in color photos.

Zhao Lanxiang touched the glass frame. In the photo, the man in the Chinese tunic was very elegant, his eyes were arrogant and cold. The style of the clothes and the hair style of the man made it easy for Zhao Lanxiang to recognize this photo of the Republic of China. She couldn’t help but applaud: “You look a bit like grandpa, they are all so pretty.”

He Songbai hummed disapprovingly: “I’m better than him, my grandma said.”

Zhao Lanxiang stared at the kind-hearted grandmother next to her. She wiped the photo frame for her old man year after year. The old man experienced eight years of turmoil in the war of resistance and survived the difficult period of the Cultural Revolution for ten years. . After He Songbai was in prison, she shouldered the burden of the family with her own strength, and was undoubtedly a very strong and brave woman.

Zhao Lanxiang was very sorry that she had never seen Granny in her life. If she knew He Songbai a year earlier, she might still be able to meet Granny.

She said to He Songbai: “If I opened the shop earlier, I might be able to meet her old man, maybe I can still see each other.”

He Songbai did not speak, but silently put his words in his heart. He said to the old man: “Grandma, did you see her in the sky? It doesn’t matter if you don’t see it, you will meet again in your next life. For the happiness of your grandson For your thoughts, you old man must bless Lan Xiang so that she can be healthy and healthy, free from disasters and diseases.”

He Songbai was very nervous about Zhao Lanxiang’s body, and he had a regular body check every six months. Zhao Lanxiang also took him for an examination, but the result was not satisfactory. Her small births in previous years were too bad, and later she did not take good care of her body, so that she fell ill. And he has experienced fifteen years of prison and his health is not very good.

Two people with poor health had to supervise each other and strive to live a healthy life in old age. He Songbai was originally the mentality of the elderly, and has been living in old age for many years. It is easy to nag. It is cold when the wife wears clothes and the weather is hot. She is not allowed to eat cold drinks. When he stubbornly took off Zhao Lanxiang’s stockings and replaced them with warm pants, he added a nickname of “old man”.

He Songbai calmly said to his wife: “Let’s grow old, old men are mature and stable, and rich in experience, this is not comparable to young people.”

He himself was more restrained, not drunk or smoking. He Songbai knows his physical condition very well, and finally earned this life, maybe after this life, there will be no afterlife, and the rest of the day will be very precious. The world, accompany her, love her.

Zhao Lanxiang once asked him carefully, “Now the medical level is very advanced. If the doctor cooperates with the treatment, maybe we can still have a baby…”

There was guilt in her eyes.

The child is a blessing given by God. Zhao Lanxiang did not have this life, nor did He Songbai. But He Songbai knew that they would have them in their next life, or two, one Tangtang and one sea.

Both are naughty but filial good children. He Songbai touched his wife’s hair and said with a smile: “You don’t have to take risks for me.”

“If I want a child, why should I wait until this age?”

“Furthermore, raising children is very troublesome. I don’t want to spend the rest of our lives on children. Raising a child will at least cost a few years of life.”

Zhao Lanxiang was amused by He Songbai, and the tears moved in his eyes, and the atrium was sour and warm.

“Let’s enjoy the rest of the day,” she murmured.

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Zhao Lanxiang reduced her work in the ready-to-wear shop, and began to wash her hands and make soup, and spare time to study flower arrangement and baking, making the world of two people more relaxed and enjoyable.

One day, Zhao Lanxiang saw an advertisement inserted on a color TV. It was a program for finding folk cuisine called “Xun Wei”. She relentlessly chased after reading through several issues. On the weekend, she would cook for herself and invite Sister He to taste it together.

Until she came across a food with very complicated procedures and difficult to make, Zhao Lanxiang pondered overwhelmingly, so she was depressed for several days. Together with the frequency of He Songbai’s speeches were reduced.

After He Songbai knew, he called the program team and generously allocated a sponsorship fee. He sent his wife to the show as a guest with a cheeky face. Zhao Lanxiang was very pleasantly surprised. When she was watching TV in front of the TV, she encountered interesting food and couldn’t help but try it out. Fifty-six failed. But her husband’s arrogant sponsorship fee relieved her troubles. Zhao Lanxiang has lived on a trial day ever since.

He Songbai, who occasionally hangs out, will also go to the show to watch the show. After the shooting, the husband and wife will be nestled in the kitchen of the other family and will taste the delicious food of the south and the north.

In spring, they tasted the crisp bamboo shoots and toon, which were bred in the spring of spring, and the bamboo shoots that were filled with the tender spring rain. They were crisp and refreshing, the toon was very tender, and the newly picked toon buds were fragrant and delicious. Taking shelter from the heat in the depths of the 100,000 mountains, the sweet melons ripened one after another, and the melons were taken down the well. Roasted lamb, thinly sliced, fat oil sizzling, mixed with green onions tender and sweet; in winter, they eat hot and spicy hot pot in Sichuan, the meat is fragrant and delicious, the peppers drive cold and lively, and they are warm after eating sweat.

Every season is so fresh, the transition between spring, summer, autumn and winter, Zhao Lanxiang felt the joy that he had not experienced in the first half of his life. As time goes on, not only age but also experience and experience accumulate.

He Songbai once again talked about love, and the mentality of the elderly also became younger, although he was always dubbed the old man by the subject.

The only pity is that He Songbai can no longer taste the plump and attractive crabs in autumn. Whenever he sees the fertile and yellow crab, he can’t help but have the crab stuffed orange and crab bag made by the objects of the previous life. , Steamed Braised Crab in Braised Oil. The two of them watched the red crabs of the program crew all drooling, but for the sake of his wife’s body, He Songbai had to calmly say to her, “I don’t like crabs.”

“It’s uncomfortable after eating.”

He Songbai once tasted a few bites, even the company did not go, and stayed at home all day. Seeing such a scene, Zhao Lanxiang never let the crab appear on the dining table at home.

Although Sister He likes to eat very much.

In the evening, He Songbai had to work overtime to finish reading the materials, but Zhao Lanxiang glanced at the clock and dragged him to bed. The full-bodied husband and wife dug into the warm quilt, quiet at night, the atmosphere was just right.

Zhao Lanxiang counted and he did not know to cherish his body.

He Songbai gleamed at first glance, as if remembering something, the paint eyes chuckled lightly, and he said to his wife: “How can we not work hard, now we can live a good life, all are the result of diligence.”

“When I was young, I tasted the taste of poverty, and I will cherish what I have in front of me. I will work harder. As I told you, was our old He family very poor before?”

Zhao Lanxiang remembered the full ancestral treasure in his collection room and shook his head unbelief.

He Songbai started talking to her about the chaotic decade, the life of the old landlord’s family with that surnamed He in that remote and peaceful small village.

He chuckled, his eyes full of nostalgia, and said in a low, calm tone: “At that time, my elder sister and I only had two coarse grain cakes a day, and we couldn’t even drink porridge.”

“My eldest sister is so fond of eating now, and she suffered from hunger in those days. I also like to eat. I still remember the first time I went to the county town, and the newly steamed white noodle buns in the state-run restaurant, I refused to leave, but It’s clear that we don’t have the money to buy steamed buns. I have remembered the smell for many years.”

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The old man whispered a lot of bitter times in the country and sighed:

“We always say that it is too late to meet. Sometimes I think it’s not good to meet early. If you meet me at that time, I’m sure I won’t even bring my eyes off.”

“I’m poor and downcast. I’m so embarrassed that I’m not as good as a dog. My biggest wish is to eat white-faced buns and pick the best clothes to pick someone else. So I am also very happy to meet you, because I am capable time.”

After listening to Zhao Lanxiang’s distress, she couldn’t help but hug him and comforted: “Fortunately, I’ve survived.”

She seriously corrected his words: “But one thing you said is wrong, if I can meet you sooner, I will make you better.”

She promised him a blank check. “At that time, my family’s financial conditions were relatively ample. If I can meet you, I promise to make you full and raise you white and fat.”

He Songbai laughed and kissed his lovely wife, “Well, okay, I’m so fat.”

Previous Volumes and Postscript

The elderly He Songbai got in a wheelchair and was pushed out for a walk by his wife. Every afternoon after they have been together, they will spend time together to digest food.

When he was tired when he was young, he could carry her back home. Now that he is old, and she is old, she will push him in a wheelchair home. On this day, He Songbai was enjoying the sun bathing in the park. He sat under an old oak tree, stroking the veins of fallen leaves with his hands.

In the golden autumn and September, the sky is refreshing, and the golden leaves fall like a dancing butterfly.

He vaguely recalled the scene when his wife gave birth to two children. In the autumn of that year, the leaves of the trees planted in the hospital were so beautiful. Then in the haze, He Songbai vaguely saw his wife in production.

The young Zhao Lanxiang said with tears, “I miss you so much.”

He Songbai glanced back, saw his gray-haired wife who was resting in the distance, and looked at the picture of the young wife in production in front of him, as if he understood it.

He encouraged her with a smile: “Lanxiang, come on.”

“Soon our Tangtang and the sea are coming.”

He Songbai stood up strenuously, as if she could touch her hand through the void, holding her hand, and solemnly said: “No matter where you go, wherever people are, I hope you are brave and strong.”

“I love you most.”

He Songbai stared at her fading illusion and couldn’t help but recall his two lives. He smiled uncontrollably.

In the distance, Zhao Lanxiang had enough rest, so he came over and pushed his wheelchair and smiled and said, “What do you want to be so fascinated by?”

“The wind is strong, let’s go home.”

He Songbai is thinking about their two lives, they always meet at the moment of each other’s end, each encounter is not the best, there is pain and frustration along the way, but what does it matter, as long as the right person Whenever you meet, it is so beautiful.

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The author has something to say: *

Brother Ge: As a result, the man who distressed me for the rest of my life is actually myself?

Xiangxiang: “…”

Fall in love with the same fine person, and talk about the feeling of guilty conscience

Ping Shengjun: You just like being happy

Congratulations on your two lives, and I wish you a long and happy life.

The following is a thank you from supporting actors:

Sister He: I wish you all the best and your wish come true.

Xiao Gu: Although I don’t have my share, I am very grateful to the beautiful girls who love me

Iron Egg: Thank you for loving me so much, I also like you.

Tang Tang & Dahai: I wish readers a smooth exam, and the halo of me and Dahai will cover you~

Jiang Jianjun: I hope you can all meet the right people.

Gu Gong: I hope you can maintain your original intention regardless of adversity.

Xiao Huzi: There is nothing to say. Bless the treasure mothers have my lovely baby, and the foodies have a kind and hardworking sister.

Ping Shengjun: Finally, thank you for the readers who have supported this book. Because of your existence, you have the fresh fragrance and brother.

I have a lot of shortcomings, update the slag, and write not very well, thank you for your tolerance and like, I will continue to strive for greater progress.

I especially love you all!

On the day he left, he will work hard to save the manuscript and strive to be an endeavor of salted fish!

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