Sweet 80s

Dengdengdeng.

A series of hurried footsteps sounded behind Lin Xiangdong's car.

Lin Xiangdong was tidying up the cab again.

After wiping the steering wheel with the rag, he just stretched out his arm to shake the rag, and when he turned around, he saw Liang Fengshou standing outside, panting.

Lin Xiangdong was so scared that he trembled all over: "Oh my god, you, you, you floated over here, why are you walking so quietly?"

Before he could catch his breath, Liang Fengshou asked hurriedly: "Brother Dong, my mother has been to your house, right?"

Lin Xiangdong nodded with a hint of surprise in his eyes without saying anything.

"She...she went to make trouble?" Liang Fengshou's voice lowered due to the overwhelming guilt.

"Ah... No, my aunt has been there twice. The first time was to get to know the place and brought some yams from your hometown. The second time was to cause trouble..."

Liang Feng shrank his neck. Shame was like a burning flame, burning him to the point of feeling ashamed.

"But we were not at home, so she missed the opportunity."

Hearing that his mother did not cause any trouble to Lin Xiangdong's family, he relaxed a little and immediately took the initiative to apologize.

Lin Xiangdong patted the other person's shoulder and comforted him.

"She's your mother, so naturally she wants you to marry the best girl in the world. If you think about it, it makes sense. You should communicate with her more and don't let her get stuck in a rut."

The mist in Liang Fengshou's eyes gradually dissipated with the other party's understanding and persuasion.

"I've already asked for wheat leave. I'll accompany her back to her hometown tomorrow and make sure she doesn't cause trouble for you again."

"Don't say that. If you really can't bear it, just speak up. Don't fight yourself."

Liang Fengshou nodded with emotion.

When the weather gets hot, people become lazy and don't like to move.

After feeding the chickens and rabbits, sweat broke out on Erbao's face and head. Wang Shuping thought it was windy outside, so she let him play inside the house.

Erbao was kneeling on a chair with his legs, his upper body lying on the table fiddling with the radio.

There are two twist switches on the beige plastic shell.

One adjusts the volume, and the other adjusts the frequency, that is, changes the station.

There is a speaker on the left, and a red hanging needle inside the transparent plastic film on the right, which moves left and right with the tuning button.

The radio was broadcasting interesting news, and from time to time music came from the speakers.

"Listen, why did you ask me to come when there was a weather forecast the other day?"

When the wheat harvest season came, Wang Shuping also began to worry about future weather changes.

After a lively and interesting nursery rhyme and story was broadcast, the interested baby turned the button reluctantly, and the frequency jumped to another part.

After a lot of crackling, I finally arrived at the weather channel.

The announcer's clear and melodious voice came out from the loudspeaker.

Erbao jumped off the chair, ran into the yard with his feet clacking, and called Wang Shuping to listen to the radio.

"Mom, hurry up, it's going to rain..."

Wang Shuping trotted back into the house. The radio first gave a brief introduction to the overall weather conditions in Nanhe City, and then gave detailed descriptions of some towns and villages.

According to the forecast, during the wheat harvest period, most areas will be dominated by sunny and hot weather.

There will only be short-term rainfall in some counties and districts, and the rainfall will not be too heavy, which will basically have no impact on the wheat harvest.

After hearing this, Wang Shuping felt relieved.

After dinner, Lin Xiangdong went to the grocery store and called his parents to confirm the specific time to go home.

Early on Friday morning, they prepared food for the chickens and rabbits at home, and at Dabao's strong request, they took Dahuang and his family of five on the journey back home.

Unlike the last time I came, this time the scenery on both sides of the road was replaced by endless wheat fields.

The people bent over and worked non-stop, and after several rounds of work, either vertically or horizontally, they left behind dense wheat stubble.

The sky was clear and the air was fresh. The wheat waves rolled in the sunshine. Farm machinery roared, raising yellow wheat dust wherever it passed.

Such scenes are rare.

In the 80s, automated harvesting machines were not widely used and the rental costs were expensive, so it was relatively labor-saving for harvesting wheat over large areas.

Nearly 90% of the remaining wheat fields still need to be harvested manually and threshed before being stored in warehouses.

Using a sickle to 'fight' the wheat harvest became the most common portrayal of the time.

"Mom and Dad, we're back!" Lin Xiangdong's voice echoed in the Lin family's yard.

The first man to stick his head out of the house was not Lin Sifang, the father of the Lin family, but Lin Xiangguo, the eldest son of the Lin family.

"Hey, Xiaowu, you're back, brother-in-law."

Lin Xiangguo came out, took the items that Lin Xiangdong brought from the city and carried them into the house.

"Hello, sir."

The two children ran over and greeted each other warmly and politely.

Even Dawang felt the lively atmosphere. He barked happily twice and wagged his tail wildly to show his goodwill.

"Brother, you guys are here so early this year."

"That's right. I came late last year and couldn't help much, so I wanted to come back earlier this year."

Lin Xiangguo took out a cigarette from his jacket pocket and handed it over.

Lin Xiangdong waved his hand to decline, then looked around and asked, "Where are my sister-in-law, Xiping, and Xian?"

"Your sister-in-law is busy cooking." Lin Xiangguo pointed casually in the direction of the kitchen and then put the cigarette box back into his pocket.

With a crackle, the fire ignited, and curls of smoke slowly came out of his mouth: "The two sisters didn't come back. They are in high school and have a lot of homework, so they live with their grandmother."

"Then why do you ask my sister-in-law to come here? She should stay at home and take care of the children."

As they spoke, Lin Xiangdong and Wang Shuping walked into the kitchen.

Lifting the door curtain, Lin Xiangguo's wife Pan Dayun was kneading dough, and his mother Li Xiuzhi poured the beaten egg liquid into the pot.

"Mom, let's have soup noodles for lunch."

Pan Dayun was stunned for a moment, then said with a smile: "Oh, Xiaowu and Shuping are here. The kitchen was so noisy that I didn't hear your voices."

The egg liquid was put into the hot pan, and a sizzling sound came from the iron pan, making the kitchen even noisier.

Li Xiuzhi was so busy cooking that she didn't hear the voice behind her. Pan Dayun touched the flour on his hands, patted his mother-in-law's arm and pointed behind him.

"You're back. Let's eat in a little while." Li Xiuzhi looked very happy seeing the couple.

Wang Shuping rolled up her sleeves, washed her hands in the pool, and said to Lin Xiangdong, "Go out and talk to Big Brother. Don't get in the way here."

Then we got busy preparing lunch.

Liang Fengshou, who returned home a few days earlier than Lin Xiangdong, had a low-pressure atmosphere at home.

The Liang family does not have much land. Since Liang's father passed away, it has been difficult for Liang's mother to raise children and cultivate such a large piece of land alone.

She leased the land to other people in the village and collected a small amount of rent every year to barely make ends meet.

As a result, the Liang family's wheat fields were harvested quickly, and the wheat was threshed in the threshing floor. The rest was left to time and the sun.

Once the wheat grains are completely dried, they can be collected and stored.

In the following free time, Liang Fengshou once again began to do the work of a mother.

He calmly stated the facts and presented the evidence, telling Liang's mother what the doctor said and his thoughts on marriage and the future one by one.

Unexpectedly, for Liang's mother, the three words "Bai Xuelan" were like a bomb that could not be mentioned. Once mentioned, the other party's emotions would "explode" on the spot.

Liang's mother didn't hear a word he said.

The conversation between the two ended in failure after just a few words.

Liang Xiaozao has always stood on her mother's side since she was young. She followed her mother's advice to persuade her younger brother, but when she saw that it was ineffective, she kept silent and stopped insisting. However, her second sister Liang Shiliu was just the opposite.

Her attitude of supporting Liang Fengshou aroused Liang's mother's dissatisfaction.

Liang's mother was so angry that she didn't care about her daughter's big belly and just yelled at her.

"You want to get married and enjoy a peaceful life, but you want to see your brother make a fool of himself. There are so many women, but you don't want to marry a disabled one. Is it glorious for the Liang family to marry a mute?"

"Marriage has long been free. Fengshou can be with whomever he wants. He has already said that the girl's disease can be cured. Can't you wait any longer? You are against it by not listening to anything right away..."

"Cure it, that's all made up by the city doctors to make money. If it could be cured, her father would have cured her long ago. Why would he have to wait until now?"

Liang Fengshou stood up. He couldn't remember how many times he had explained it, but he continued to repeat the doctor's words tirelessly.

"The medicine she takes is a new drug that was developed only in the past two years. They couldn't cure her even if they wanted to a few years ago."

"Oh, they just don't want to spend money and want my son to be their enemy. No way..."

Liang's mother was very stubborn. No matter how hard he tried or how he explained, she would not accept his point of view.

Liang Feng took his breath away and sat back in his chair, sighing repeatedly. He didn't want to say anything more, but he still grumbled something unwillingly.

“It doesn’t cost much...”

As the conversation went on, Liang Shiliu became emotional when he heard what his mother said, and he made another accurate complaint.

"Money, money, money, you only care about money. With the conditions you proposed, which good family would dare to marry their daughter to you? If you end up being single, you will cry..."

"Oh, I didn't realize that you wanted to be my boss. Now that you've grown strong, you don't think highly of a country girl like me, right..."

Liang's mother suddenly stood up from her chair and pointed around the house.

"I am a woman who supports this family. I am responsible for everything in the family. I am a sinner for raising you three sisters..."

"Mom, Shi Liu didn't mean that." Liang Xiaozao saw that the atmosphere was not right and hurriedly took over the conversation to persuade her.

Liang Fengshou was sitting aside with his neck hunched and his head lowered, looking exhausted. He no longer had the energy to talk to his mother.

"You are so proud of yourself right now. Don't think that you can shit on my head just because you married a city guy and moved your household registration. You are not qualified. Don't forget that I asked someone to find your man for you..."

When talking about this, Liang Shiliu felt uncomfortable as if an electric shock had occurred all over her body.

Just as Liang's mother said, she arranged her second daughter's marriage herself.

From the time she got married until now, as a mother, she has never once taken the initiative to care about whether her daughter is happy or not, and her only goal is to complete the task.

Liang Shiliu's heart felt like it was being tightly grasped by someone, and her breathing became rapid.

There was a sudden sharp pain in my ball-sized stomach, and my legs went limp, trembling as I was about to fall down...