My parents (Flying Flower Order 6)

That year, my mother took my grandfather's class and worked as a clerk in the supply and marketing cooperative. She is a regular worker.

That year, my dad went to the supply and marketing cooperative grocery store to work as a worker and a farmer. To put it bluntly, he is a temporary worker.

That year, my mother was 27 and my father was 26. Their story has just begun.

My father and mother belong to the same supply and marketing cooperative, and everyone knows them, but they are not familiar enough to talk about marriage. People were simple at that time. In the eyes of my parents, there is nothing, especially falling in love, except working honestly to earn money.

My mother is very fashionable. Even in that poor age, it would be nice to be full and not hungry. No one can afford to eat, and she will be neat when she dies. But my mother is not. My mother tries to make herself more fashionable in a neat way.

People are still young, and it is not normal to be a little embarrassed. Everyone in the supply and marketing cooperative knows that my mother can dress up and has a good eye. The clothes she chooses are suitable for people and not expensive. For older girls and younger wives, I asked my mother to be careful when buying clothes.

When my father was young, he played basketball. 176 is not particularly tall, but his long legs are untenable. His figure proportion is very good. The whole thing is a clothes rack, giving people the feeling of 180. And those two little tiger teeth, laughing, that's not bragging, but they are good-looking, and they may not be able to pick out a few from the crowd.

Later, my mother was spoiled, and I liked my father's little tiger teeth. Well, fortunately, I inherited this advantage. ...

The two of them made up, that is, a nodding acquaintance, until one day, the department manager quietly discussed with my mother: Xu Er, introduce me (niè, meaning "you" in old Weihai dialect), how about meeting Cong Er in our grocery store? Although people are poor, these days, several families are not poor, depending on Cong's character. But I dare say Cong has no choice in personality and is also a good-looking person. He is honest, can work and will not be driven back in the future. No work to do ... that?

My mother stared blankly for a long time, looking at the manager and saying, Manager, is the temporary salary worth my rest in my heart? At this time, the manager's sweat came down. I want to explain, but I feel uncomfortable anyway. My mother looked at the manager's embarrassment and said, well, everyone knows him, so I can look around. Don't show off yet. If he has a good character, I will follow him even if he goes home to farm. If he is not good, I can't get married! The manager nodded and pounded garlic, saying that dating was carried out secretly and no one knew it.

Since I decided to have a good look at my dad, my mother naturally ran into the store when she had something to do, just put it outside the counter to talk about something, unlike some girls' films now, which started the next day after they met. I haven't lived together for a week, and I haven't left it for a month, making it a cigar. At that time, it was simple and tight, and the birthright was uncertain. Anyone who dares to cross the line will be stabbed to death in one breath!

Besides my father, there is a regular worker and a girl. When my mother goes to the store to chat, she is always embarrassed to directly say that she wants to find my father. Therefore, there are four people who want to talk. That girl is also very careless. She didn't notice anything, but this is a formal job and will be misunderstood. She felt good about herself and thought my mother had a crush on him. Poor and simple, my father and mother are still stupid, and they are not full of love, friendship and pure revolutionary feelings. They didn't notice this complication.

At that time, everyone lived in a single dormitory. One day, his sister came and had no place to live. So, the branch that felt good about herself led her sister to my mother and asked her to arrange a place for her sister. My mother looked at the watery girl, but never let her live in a place where a bunch of smelly men live, so she kindly gave her shop to my little girl.

Until one day, my mother and my father drank noodles and decided their marriage. That branch is crazy and can't accept this fact at all. He had the cheek to pull people aside and said, gee, it's not rare to give them to me like Xu Er. It turned out to be just a temporary worker. ...

This boy is also short of breath. I didn't say this behind others' backs. What's more, in such a big place as the supply and marketing cooperative system, everyone bowed their heads and did not look up. Who doesn't know who After three or two times, it reached my mother's ear. My mother is short-tempered and excessive. How can she listen to this? In particular, it has a bad reputation. At that time, if this word got out, my mother would not be a person.

As soon as my mother struck the table, she directly blocked the city gate with this extra-curricular branch and pointed at her nose and asked, Why do you think I don't want such a gift? How can I say that I have been in love with three people, or how? It's not good for my reputation today in front of these people. When that boy saw my mother's posture, he was scared out of his wits. He honestly realized his mistake and ran away without causing jokes from the supply and marketing cooperatives. Of course, this is another story.

Besides, my dad, the handsome guy didn't gossip, so I'm sorry about my appearance-mainly because I can't just talk about my mom, or I'll be beaten and then strip off my dad, hoping it won't be mixed doubles. ...

My dad's short-term relationship that wasn't ambiguous was even more ridiculous. The girl who has a crush on my dad is a vegetable stand selling meat-stop that now, people really sell pork, and they think wrong and consciously hit the wall.

This tough and rude elder sister fell in love with my dad at first sight. As a result, the whole supply and marketing cooperative couldn't find anyone to be a matchmaker, so it found my mother and had to let my mother fix her up with my father. Boy, sister, to be honest, what do you mean to destroy me? ! Although my parents hadn't announced it at that time, it was embarrassing.

My mother was not angry after listening to it, but thought it was coke. At that time, my mom and dad were hardly public, and both knew what to say. My mother can only say to this person helplessly: well, I'll ask her, whether it's ok or not!

My mother really said it, but she didn't hide it, nor did she hide it. She just told my dad. Before my mother finished, my father flew over with a blind eye and gave me a good beating: I don't want it!

Ah, it's over, but I just don't know, this sister, after hearing about the good relationship between my father and my mother, will secretly doubt whether she will secretly cut off Hu. ...

My mother said that I didn't feel passionate or cold in those days, but I thought my father was honest and there should be no problem. But my father's handwriting is not good-looking, and my mother is a document, and her handwriting is beautiful. My mother said that I didn't want to marry when I saw my father's handwriting, and forced my father to practice.

My dad pretended to practice on the counter for a while, but he stopped practicing afterwards anyway. My mother was angry, but she asked why. My dad curled his lips and complained, I listened to what I said and practiced for a while. The more I write, the more I feel that I can't write anymore. I stopped practicing! My mother can only look at my father with a speechless face, and her heart is full of helplessness!

My father is introverted. He always feels nervous when he speaks at the meeting. My mother hung her head because of a dry cough. She is even more nervous than my dad, for fear that my dad might read something wrong. Every time she saves her fist, she doesn't dare to gasp, for fear that my father will forget the words!

At that time, sugar was supplied by ticket, and more than a catty of sugar had to be signed by the leader if there was a ticket. I just met someone. My grandmother asked my mother to buy two Jin of sugar, and my mother went into the grocery store with a sugar ticket. Coincidentally, my father was on duty and my mother asked my father to weigh two kilograms of sugar. My father shouted at my mother with a sugar ticket: this needs the signature of the leader!

My mother rolled her eyes and went to the leader with a sugar ticket. After a while, she pinched the signed sugar ticket and weighed the sugar. My father said to my mother, "In fact, I can do two kilograms of sugar. I don't need to go to the leader to sign. I just did it on purpose ... my father, what a pity! Is this fancy dog food? !

After my mom's affair with my dad became public, my dad enjoyed it. My grandmother is a person who can't do manual work. The cotton-padded jacket worn by my father and uncle is thick and does not resist wind. My grandmother is a well-known skillful hand in the village, and the stitched cotton-padded jacket and satin jacket can't be seen. Father's clothes rack is on his body, so it's definitely not blowing. That guy is so handsome.

In front of my grandmother's house, a neighbor put Shanghai aside as a soldier. Boy, my dad's clothes are all sent by Shanghai Express, but it's amazing. Chinese tunic suit, woolen clothes and even ties are all ironed by my mother. It's so cool to go straight to the runway that the whole village can't find a second one.

My father's sister-in-law, whose home is Qingdao, went to Qingdao to show her the day before yesterday when my father and my mother were getting married. When they came back, both villages caused a sensation. Why?

My mother not only brought back pots and pans that I had never seen before, but also my mother's burnt head, big wavy rolls. Where have the villagers seen this? Except for the stars in black and white TV, who is not the ponytail of clear soup and dried noodles? My mother experienced a big explosion. My hair is curly, but it's not deformed, and it can bounce back. The villagers are envious and envious, and people around my mother are surprised.

My mother said that when I went to Qingdao, I was full of dialects and didn't dare to open my mouth when I went out, for fear that people would listen to jokes. Qingdao is the most famous calcium milk biscuit, which is delicious but expensive. Who wants to buy that luxury from a poor family? When I go back to Qingdao, I want to buy something to take back and give you a taste. I also brought my five-year-old nephew.

I have been brewing for a long time along the way, thinking that I must speak Mandarin when I go, but when I get to the counter and look at the neat calcium milk biscuits in the glass cabinet, my mother can't find the north, and she jumps out word by word: the same! Pool! Hey! Here! Me! Half! Kim! Cake! Fuck! Please read by yourself according to the four tones. Thank you! )

Before I finished, the clerk smiled, glanced at him with disdain, and didn't even lift his hair, let alone weigh the cookies. My mother blushed, and she knew she was ashamed. It neither goes nor stays. She is in a hurry. My five-year-old nephew, holding a glass cabinet and holding milk, shouted at the clerk: Aunt, give me half a catty of biscuits! Hearing this, the clerk quickly weighed the temperature, put it on the hemp slip bag and handed it over. Even now, my mother is laughing her head off. Unfortunately, the Qingdao calcium milk biscuits all over the country have lost their original taste.

My mother is the youngest girl in the family, and she tried her best to marry her with dignity. My uncle didn't know where to put it, so he got a jeep as a wedding car, which is the highest level for villagers who have only sat on tractors. I can worry about my grandfather and grandmother. I am afraid of rain when I see the weather, and the village intersection becomes a muddy pond, so cars can't get in. That will be a great pleasure.

Coincidentally, it was raining in Mao Mao the day before the wedding, but it was sunny the next day! My mother changed into a purple plaid coat that she didn't usually wear, brought a mattress quilt tied by her grandmother and a full set of new clothes for my father, and entered my husband's house. From then on, she became a member of my father's family.

After 35 years and more than 30 years of ups and downs, we quarreled, shed tears, lost our breath, slammed the door and left, losing face. However, my parents are still very tasteful. Even without the so-called passion of young people, they are still like a trickle. That kind of feeling, like the implication of Shanshan's marriage, is bright and precious, and more colorful.

(Flying Flower Order 6)