Chapter 488 Home Country

On New Year's Eve, every household in Lujia Village is decorated with lanterns and colorful lanterns on the streets. Some of the older ones are sitting on the street beating gongs and drums while it is warm at noon. After the bang, there is always dust or black mud flying, showing the festive New Year.

   After waiting for ten years, it is difficult to see this kind of Chinese New Year atmosphere again.

   In particular, fireworks and firecrackers are extinct in the southern part of Spring.

   Lu Dong will be fine, just as Fan Wen was writing the application, the old lady's voice came from the yard: "Dongzi, come here quickly, your uncle wants to talk to you."

   Putting down the pen, Lu Dong hurried out of the house, took the old lady's phone, and said first, "Uncle, Happy Chinese New Year!"

   "Good! Good! Good!" A loud voice sounded over there: "Fujiko, I heard from your mother that you are looking for a partner. When will you get married?"

  Lu Dong came to the sandbag hanging under the toon sprout tree: "We will have to wait two more years for marriage, and she is still in school."

   Uncle said: "When you get married, I will definitely go back."

   Lu Dong asked, "Aren't you coming back next year for Chinese New Year?"

   "Let's see the situation, there are a lot of things going on here, and I won't be able to leave at the end of the year..."

   The two sides chatted for about ten minutes, and both of them tacitly didn't mention the uncle's affairs. When it was a New Year's Eve, talking about that side was bad.

   Lu Dong heard from an older sister who was married to Majia Village on the street, that in the days approaching the Chinese New Year, several batches of people who asked Hu Bin for accounts were staying at the uncle's house.

   It has been half a year since my uncle was hospitalized last time, and he and my wife have been sending money in the past for half a year. If Hu Bin keeps gambling, the ghost knows how much he owes.

   That elder sister said, it seems that even loan sharks don't dare to lend Hu Bin any more money.

   is not afraid that he will not repay, but that he will not be able to repay.

   Hanging up the phone, Lu Dong shook his head and stopped thinking about it. Maybe outsiders saw him and thought he was ruthless, but think about what Hu Bin did...

  Lu Dong is not a bad guy either.

  The phone was returned to Hu Chunlan, and Lu Dong asked, "Mom, my uncle won't come back next year for Chinese New Year?"

  Hu Chunlan said: "We will move to the new village next year. I told your uncle to let him come back for the New Year. When there is a place, he will live in our house. Your uncle has a special job and depends on the situation."

   Lu Dong sighed, my uncle was reluctant to come back. On the one hand, he was really busy with work, on the other hand, he still didn’t want to meet his uncle.

  Hu Chunlan said again: "It's become like this, your aunt is amazing, so it is said that when you marry a wife, you must marry a virtuous person, and the family and everything will be prosperous."

   "Mom, I know." Lu Dong replied.

   "I tell you, Dongzi, only Xiao Song can come in through this door of our house." When the family had no money, Hu Chunlan was worried that her son would not be able to find a wife;

   Lu Dong also admired Song Na quite a bit, and coaxed Hu Chunlan into an unusual joy, saying, "Just put your heart in your stomach."

   He knew for a long time that Song Na was not the kind of silly and sweet girl who had a lot of heart, but he knew better that Song Na's heart would not be messed up.

   Lu Dong went back to the house and continued to write the application. When it was nearly half past two, the draft was completed.

  Hu Chunlan opened the curtain and came in, glanced at it, and said, "If you have nothing to do, go to Jijie early. Today, your elder brother came back from duty late, go and see what you need to do."

   Lu Dong collected the manuscript and said, "I'll go right now."

   Picking up a box of good wine, Lu Dong left the old street and turned to Jijie. As soon as he entered the uncle's house, he heard the quarrel between the uncle and the aunt coming from the main room.

  The elders are quarreling, and the younger ones are of course not suitable for mixing.

   Just in time, seeing the elder sister Fang Yan cleaning vegetables in the dining room, she went over and asked, "What's wrong?"

  Fang Yan put down the celery in her hand and said softly, "It's about the second child."

   Lu Dong knew that the second child was referring to Lu Xia, so he could not help but pricked up his ears and listened for a while.

"It's a big New Year's Eve, you can't go home, what kind of thing is this!" Aunt Li Min's voice was a bit loud: "It's been two years, and Lu Xia hasn't come back once in two years. Outsiders don't know it, they think our family doesn't have one. This son!"

   Uncle Lu Jianguo's voice was not loud: "If you go to the army, that is the person in the army. They must be organized and disciplined, and can they come back casually?"

"I don't care! I don't care about this! I want my son to come back for the New Year."

Being a mother, I haven’t seen my son for two years, and the old New Year’s Eve will inevitably think hard: “Tell me about you, let the child become a soldier, be a soldier, be a soldier, be a soldier, and in the end, the son is not ours. Now! Someone else's son is a son, but our son is not a son? Why do you have to choose such a way! Home, home can't be returned! Phone, phone calls can't be made casually!"

   Uncle fell silent.

"Tell Lu Xia to change careers! When he returns from his career, even if he is like the eldest, who is a busy policeman all day long, I will admit it!" The eldest aunt begged a little: "If this goes on like this, this son will belong to the country. ."

The uncle said: "He already belongs to the country! Our son is a son, and other people's sons are sons too! If someone else's son can do it, Lu Xia can do it! In the fight against the flood in 1998, so many people fell on the embankment. Come on, which one wasn't raised by his father or mother? Aren't they all on the front line?"

The eldest aunt cried: "Why are you so cruel! You didn't join the army enough, you had to let Jianjun join the army! The old ones were not enough, and they let the two sons go, who should we owe! Our family already has one Falling on the battlefield in the Southern Border, do you have to fall for the second one?"

   "You..." The uncle's voice finally softened a bit: "You don't think about it, when Wang Lianzhong's people killed our village, who saved the whole village, including your father, your father, my father and my father!"

  The aunt stopped talking, only sobbing softly.

In the dining room, Fang Yan asked in a low voice, "Who is Wang Lianzhong?"

   Lu Dong said simply: "Qingzhao's big bandit leader, who committed no evil, was executed in Quannan after liberation."

  The main room fell silent, and the quarrel seemed to be over.

   Fang Yan sighed in a low voice: "It's not easy."

  Lu Dong thought of his father and said, "If there is a country, there will be a family."

   After waiting for a while, Lu Dong brought the wine into the main room. Lu Jianguo and Li Min were sitting on a large chair. Apart from not speaking, they could not see that they had quarreled before.

   "Uncle, Auntie." Lu Dong greeted.

  Li Min stood up: "I'm going to get the dishes, Dongzi, you set the table and chairs, your eldest brother is on duty today and has to be back at five o'clock."

   Lu Dong responded, "I know."

  Lu Jianguo stood up and said, "I'll go to the construction company to see how the account is settled."

  The construction company's chain account is usually delayed until the end of the year, and the village will not have to pay until the 27th or 8th day of the twelfth lunar month. The contractors and workers below will be paid off, which will inevitably be delayed until the New Year's Eve.

   This is the norm in the industry, and I am used to doing it up and down.

   Lu Dong could see that Lu Jianguo was not in a high mood.

   Those who can distribute money are still good, and some of them drag on for two or three years.

   dragged away the Eight Immortals table, placed stools and chairs, found the wine cups and teapots, and washed them one by one.

   I had nothing to do in the back, so I went to help with the cold dishes. Soon Hu Chunlan also came and made dumplings with my aunt.

Every year on New Year's Eve, this meal is eaten at my uncle's house. This year is no exception. When Lv Chun came back at five o'clock, the three of them got together for a drink. Hu Chunlan and Li Min couldn't help but ask Fang Yan when he would have a baby. .

  It is a topic that will never change in the mouths of elders on the New Year's dinner table.

   This is also the biggest conflict between Li Min and Fang Yan's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.

  Fang Yan’s work is on a very strong upward trend. Now the newspaper is the editor-in-chief of the social and current affairs page. In the next two or three years, there is hope to be the deputy editor-in-chief. At this time, once she becomes pregnant and gives birth to a child, the upward trend will inevitably be interrupted.

   The unit has one radish and one pit. If you come back from pregnancy and maternity leave, let alone a rise, you may even lose the position of editor-in-chief of social affairs.

   As for Lv Chun, not to mention, a responsible person sits in this position and is busy regardless of black and white.

   Lu Jianguo was fine, but he didn't interfere much with the younger generation. Li Min kept muttering.

   Fortunately, Lu Dong came out from time to time to interrupt and change the topic.

   After dinner and cleaning the table, Fang Yan seized the opportunity and whispered to Lu Dong, "When Song Na graduates, you should get married quickly."

   Lu Dong didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Sister-in-law, you have just been urged to have children, and in turn, you have become a messenger for marriage."

  Fang Yan had other considerations: "When you two get married, the goal will not only be on me, you and Song Na can help share the firepower."

   Lu Dong was convinced: "You are dragging us down the stove. I will not cover you and eldest brother in the future."

After Lu Chun had dinner, he waited for a while, and then he was about to go back to the office. Today, it's New Year's Eve, I don't know how many firecrackers are set off at night. Betfair condition.

   At seven o'clock in the evening, Lu Dong and Li Wenyue went to the old school together. In the middle of the afternoon, Seventh Uncle drove the truck loaded with fireworks to the old school.

  This year is not only good for the village, but Li Jiazhu's decoration company is also doing well. Li Lin drives a small truck, and in the name of the decoration company, he also pulls over half a car of fireworks and firecrackers.

   Not only Lvjia Village, but many people from nearby villages came here. Fortunately, the old school playground is big enough and not crowded.

  The fireworks are mainly set off on the old stage behind the big screen wall. More than a dozen young people are in charge. Lu Dong and Li Wenyue have been supervising them to avoid safety problems.

   "Don't put those with explosions." Lu Dong reminded loudly: "Put it aside first, and let you put enough when no one is there!"

With   's former fame and current prestige, at least among the younger generation, no one dared to take Lu Dong's words on a deaf ear.

  Li Wenyue looked at the half-lads who were like mice and cats in front of Lu Dong, and said, "After a few decades, there will be another third grandfather in our Lujia Village."

   Among the uncles and brothers, Lu Dong is the third oldest.

  Nails climbed up from under the stage, ready to participate.

   Lu Dong glanced at it, and without saying a word, Nail jumped off the stage and ran back to Aunt Qi, and became a stable audience.

   Fireworks bloom, petals like jade, falling one after another, blooming colorful beauty, reflecting the sky of Lvjia Village, dazzling.

  These beautiful fireworks seem to be pinning the hope of Lujia Village, and they are booming.

   (end of this chapter)