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In '83, when I was 10 years old, I was in the third grade of elementary school, because my father was working as an accountant in a commune company at the time, and he was a bit of a local person.
I didn't know what good my father's work in the commune would do to our family. The only change I could feel was that I lived with my father in the commune's dormitory, and I was able to go to the commune's central primary school.
At that time, the commune was planning to become a township, and although my father was a well-known accountant, he did not have a formal structure, so it was very likely that he would have to pack up and go home. For a long time, my father was depressed, and he, who didn't drink much, began to drink at home.
At that time, there were many cadres in the commune, even the secretaries and leaders, they seemed very kind, and there was no arrogance at all.
Of course, most of the cadres are locals, and only a very small number of relatively young cadres who have been transferred from other places are generally not very mixed with the locals.
What impressed me the most was a non-local cadre, I always called him Uncle Li, as if he was a deputy secretary or some kind of deputy, he was transferred to our commune for more than a year, mainly in charge of the enterprise, and he was my father's top boss.
Therefore, Uncle Li and my father have a very good relationship and often come to my house for dinner. Although they live in a dormitory, the etiquette in the countryside is basically the same, as long as Uncle Li comes, his mother will change his method to stir-fry a small fry, and his father will accompany Uncle Li to drink two cups.
Because his father was about to be cleared back to the family farm, he was very depressed after work.
Uncle Li, as the top boss, came to my house more often, more to relieve my father's feelings, and even persuaded him to have an endless path, and also introduced some ideas for making money to support the family in the future.
That day, when I came home after school, my father and Uncle Li were drinking again, and my mother should have gone back to her hometown in the village. When he saw me come back, my father didn't pay much attention to me, just told me to finish my homework and eat quickly.
I was doing my homework on the side, my father and Uncle Li were pushing cups and cups on the table, and in their chaotic conversation, I could tell that the day for my father to go home and farm was set, and it was about a month away.
It was this kind of psychology that on that day, my father and Uncle Li felt a little open to drink, and it didn't take long for them to start talking drunk.
My father lamented that he had worked in the commune for decades, and now he went home with a blanket and no compensation at all, so he couldn't figure it out. But he is a veteran party member for more than 20 years, so he definitely can't make demands with the organization, and he can only swallow his own anger.
And Uncle Li also expressed a lot of emotion for the first time, saying that he is also a college student, and when he comes to this place where birds don't, he has been here for three years or a few years, and he can't see any future.
Uncle Li even envied my father, saying that he was not as good as you, no matter how you said it, you still have an acre and three points of land at home, and you will not be hungry when the sky falls.
As for himself, his wife and children followed him everywhere to "fight guerrillas", and after a few years he changed places, just like people without a home.
As he spoke, the two big men praised each other again, and Uncle Li was also anxious, pointing to me who was doing homework on the side and saying: Lao Huang, how do you say that you also have a son, but my family is a girl, and I don't know if I can support my old age in the future.
The father laughed and said: Although my family is a son, but the son also spends a lot, at least he will have to build a house and marry a wife in the future.
The man who drank too much is really a monster, and the topic of the father and Uncle Li immediately shifted to the children, you envy me for having a son, and I envy you for raising a girl easily.
Speaking of which, Uncle Li was also anxious, and staggered up and walked to me, touched my head and asked my father:
Lao Huang, if we don't get married today, I'll give the girl in our family to this kid in your family as a wife, and the biggest trouble in our hearts will be solved together.
Father laughed, and at first he was still politely saying, you eat national food, your girl is also a town hukou, my family is a farmer, you are married to me now, aren't you afraid of regretting it in the future?
Uncle Li patted his chest and said loudly: My old Li is a pit of spit, let me leave the words here today, Xiao Guanzi will be my "Lang Bagong" (the common name of our local son-in-law) in the future, whoever repents will be thundered and struck in the sky.
When his father saw that Uncle Li had sworn a curse, he quickly stopped him and continued. But Uncle Li didn't stop, but took out a wallet from his pocket, took out a five-dollar bill from it and stuffed it into me, and said that this was a "meeting gift".
Seeing that I was at a loss for what to do with the money in my hand, Uncle Li laughed, touched my head and said:
Silly Lang Hachiko, don't worry, my girl is a little beauty, she won't bury you, and as she spoke, she took out a photo from her wallet and stuffed it to me.
I was holding five yuan in one hand and a photo in the other, a black and white photo, with three people on it, the man was obviously Uncle Li, and I also knew the woman, that is, Uncle Li's wife, I have always called Aunt Chen.
There was a little girl with pigtails between the two, about four or five years old, and the more I looked at it, the more familiar I became, but I was not sure who it was.
Uncle Li drank too much, and my father drank about the same, and the two of them snored on the cool bed next to the table, so that I had to go and greet the two adults, boil some water and wipe their faces, and took off their shoes to burn their feet, and poured a ceramic jar of cold tea and put it beside them.
It was dark, and the two of them were snoring one after another, and occasionally they were still shouting that they were thirsty for water, and I had to serve them carefully. It wasn't until about twelve o'clock in the middle of the night that they woke up, and you looked at me and I smiled happily at you.
Although Uncle Li was drunk, he didn't forget what he said after drinking, and even touched my head before leaving, and said, "Lang Bagong, thank you today, and you are welcome to come to my house to play in the future."
I just handed over the money and photos to Uncle Li, in those days, 5 yuan was not a small amount, although I really wanted to have that banknote, but I really had the heart of a thief and no thief, if it was just a dime or two, I really took it.
Uncle Li looked at the things I handed over, and touched his head embarrassedly and smiled: Little guy, you are still too little, you can keep the gift that Uncle Li gave you.
I didn't know what I thought at the time, but seeing that what Uncle Li said was not a lie, I stretched out my hand and took the photo back, and said: I don't want so much money, give me this photo.
Uncle Li asked me incredulously: Why did you fall in love with that photo, isn't 5 yuan as good as that photo?
I smiled and said, "There is my future wife in this photo, but it can't be compared to five yuan."
Uncle Li laughed, touched my head again and said, "That's okay, although I drank wine, what I said also counts, as long as you have the ability, you can go to your wife."
Uncle Lee was gone, but I had a wicked smile.
You know, I left this photo for a real reason, because I recognized the little girl in the photo as my classmate and tablemate Li Xiaomin.
Li Xiaomin is a member of the study committee of our class, and her grades have always been in the top three, not only with good grades but also beautiful, and her dress is not comparable to the village girls we are used to, and she has always been the object of male classmates competing to please.
But Li Xiaomin is not fake to anyone, and seems to be born a cold beauty. Although my classmates at the table also had good grades and were often on par with her, she didn't pay much attention to me even if she did.
Now that there can be a photo of Li Xiaomin when she was a child, wouldn't that make her angry?
Of course, I didn't dare to reveal my careful thoughts to Uncle Li, so I could only say the reason for the scoundrel with a shy face. Uncle Li didn't know what was going on, and it was inconvenient to worry about my child, so he left a photo and left.
As soon as I arrived at school the next day, while I was still in the morning reading class, I "dropped" the photo on my desk under the pretext of "dropping" it.
Sure enough, Li Xiaomin found out at the first time, looking at me incredulously, wanting to say something but not knowing how to express it.
I attached my ears and wanted to get closer to her, Li Xiaomin wanted to stay away from me, but she hesitated and didn't move, thinking about how to get the photo back.
I whispered in her ear, "This is a gift from your father, and he said yesterday that he would marry you to me as a wife."
This was originally to make her angry, and sure enough, Li Xiaomin immediately became furious, and reached out to grab the photo in my hand, but in the end, it was a girl, where could she compete with me?
As expected, the teacher came and asked the reason, but he couldn't cry or laugh. Since the photo was sent by my parents, of course it was mine, but the teacher stipulated that I should not mention any messy words about my wife and wife in the future.
Since then, I really never said "wife" to Li Xiaomin again, but every day I would deliberately take out the photo and flash it a few times in front of her, intentionally or unintentionally. Looking at her chagrin, I was surprisingly satisfied.
Of course, the children's interest was short-lived, and those days lasted about two weeks. Then, the photo was put away by me, the "stolen goods" no longer appeared, Li Xiaomin stopped being angry with me, and by the fourth grade, he could even talk to me.
When I was in the fourth grade, Uncle Li was transferred back to the county seat, and of course Li Xiaomin followed him back to the county seat to study, and the story between me and her seemed to end like this.
But when I graduated from junior high school, I was admitted to the county No. 1 middle school with the first grade in the school, and it was no surprise that I went to the county seat to attend junior high school.
I was only 13 years old that year, and of course my parents were very worried, so my father personally sent me to school, and met Uncle Li, whom I hadn't seen for two years, at the school gate, and he also came to send his daughter to school.
Uncle Li reunited with his father's deceased, and naturally became very affectionate, and insisted on inviting our father and son to eat at home.
In those days, inviting guests back to their own homes for dinner was the greatest enthusiasm, my father bought some small gifts, took me to eat at Uncle Li's house, and also met Li Xiaomin, who I hadn't seen for two years, and she was even more beautiful.
Uncle Li still called me "Lang Bagong", of course, it was more of a joke, and Li Xiaomin was even more eyeing me from the side, eager to devour me alive.
It was my father who reminded Uncle Li that the children are so old, you can't make that joke anymore, you look at your girl's eyes, I feel a little hairy.
If Li Xiaomin completely ignored me, maybe I would have forgotten it, after all, in the past two years, I really didn't have the heart to treat her as a "fiancée", but her fierce expression completely aroused my fighting spirit, and I secretly vowed to conquer her.
When I entered junior high school, my grades became more and more out of control, and Li Xiaomin, whose grades were comparable to me in primary school, could only retreat.
By the time of the third year of junior high school, Li Xiaomin and I were both admitted to the secondary school health school, but she took the nursing exam and I took the clinical exam.
And Li Xiaomin, who has completely grown, looks even more beautiful, and was soon privately rated as the school flower by her classmates. At this time, I was completely enlightened and began to write love letters to her to express my love.
My pursuit, Li Xiaomin neither refused nor agreed, anyway, we are classmates, I don't see anyone who looks down, I always have to go to the nurse class to play with her when I have nothing to do.
After so many years of classmates, she doesn't seem to dislike me so much, but her affection for me has always been like a separation.
Seeing that the school is about to graduate, I am a little uneasy, after graduation, it is impossible to have such a close contact as when I was a student, and if it is far away, others will have an opportunity.
So, during the winter vacation that year, I followed Li Xiaomin to Uncle Li's house with a dead face. While eating, I pulled out the photo from my pocket from years ago, smiled half-truthfully, and said:
Uncle Li, you can't go back, you called me "Lang Bagong" six or seven years ago, and now that we are all about to graduate and join the work, it's time to fulfill the promise of the year.
Li Xiaomin's face was angry, but he didn't get angry, Uncle Li was also ashamed, but he kept watching his daughter's demeanor change, and seeing that she didn't categorically refuse, he said something ambiguous:
I don't get involved in the affairs of your juniors, as long as Xiaomin agrees, I won't stop it. In order to keep your mouth shut, I can provide some help when you are assigning units, and I can count as fulfilling my promise back then.
Not surprisingly, after graduating from the health school, Xiaomin and I were assigned to the Chengguan Hospital in the county.
In this way, from elementary school to work, she could not escape my "clutches", and two years after graduation, she was finally completely taken down by me and became my wife. #精品长文创作季#