National Beer

At this time, all kinds of motor vehicles can run on the road, and there will be no restrictions!

Except for the small cars of a few units, there are more large trucks, Jiefang, Dongfeng, 130 light trucks, agricultural vehicles that run on the road...

Sitting in this national light truck, watching the street trees on both sides of the road retreat quickly, Willow could not help asking, "Dadong, when will you drive?"

"I learned it from the master in the factory." Qin Dong smiled. At this time, the traffic police team only had a few old jeeps and motorcycles. The traffic police on duty every day usually walked or biked to patrol. You can't find it even without a driver's license.

The traffic rules are also quite simple. They go their own ways, and whoever goes the wrong way is responsible.

The 130 light truck is flying all the way. The hometown of willow branches is at the southernmost end of Rongya. It is surrounded by the sea on three sides and is built on the mountain. From a long distance, you can see rolling rocks, red tiles, fishing sails in the thousands of hectares of blue waves, and a few beached and stranded Fishing boats lying on the beach...

When I entered the village, I smelled a strong smell of sea, and the newly caught noodle fish was hanging on the roof, roadside, and in the courtyard of my house.

The streets are all paved with stones. Several old men closed their eyes and basked in the sun. Three or two children were chasing a big cock...

The light truck drove slowly into an alley and stopped in front of a courtyard.

As usual, the walls of the houses in the courtyard are built with boulders, with a yellow wooden door in the middle, and a yellow lattice window on the left and right, with gray tiles extending forward, making it look simple and vicissitudes.

There is also a stone mill in the yard, a stone mill next to it, and a pile of fishing nets stacked in the corner of the yard.

"Mother, I'm back."

Liu Zhi got out of the car with his things, Qin Dong parked the car and entered the hospital. At first, sister Zhi married her father. The family did not agree. His father was so old, and he brought two "oil bottles" with him. , But can't hold the willow branches resolutely, so the relationship with her natal family has been lumpy in recent years.

"Grandma (grandma)!"

Qin Dong smiled and walked to the old man sitting on the stone mill and yelled affectionately.

"Who is your grandmother, who do you like to call grandmother," the old man did not look at him. Flock of chickens foraging.

Qin Dong smiled. This old lady has a hard mouth and a soft heart. The first two years when she came home with Sister Zhi, she also said coldly, but when she left, salted fish, shrimp paste, melons and fruits, vegetables... were produced in the ground and run in the water. , No less to take home.

"Isn't the second man getting married? I'll come back and have a look." Liu Zhi picked up the Jiji, and squeezed the corn inside.

"An aunt like..."

The old lady looked at the things on the stone mill, muttered a little, still not looking good.

"Zhi'er is back." Before anyone arrived, the voice came in first. Liu Zhi's eldest brother came in, and Qin Dong hurried forward to say hello.

"Dadong," the uncle looked out the door, "Whose car is in front of the door?"

"It's in my factory," Qin Dong smiled and took out the cigarette, then took out the cigarette lighter and lit the cigarette for his uncle.

"Aren't you brushing the wine bottle? When did you drive into the car? It's good to be a driver and has a future." The uncle took a long puff of the cigarette passed by Qin Dong, "Daqianmen, good smoke!"

Liu Zhi replied with pride, "Dadong is now the chief of the supply and marketing section in the factory, and he went to Nanjing for a meeting the other day."

"Oh, you're a cadre?" The uncle looked at Qin Dong up and down, "Aren't you a chicken?... Can you be a section chief?" He meant that Qin Dong was only seventeen years old and could be a section chief?

"Why can't a chicken be the section chief?" The eldest aunt also walked in from the outside, and the girl in the family was about to get married. She was very busy these days, and the couple were very enthusiastic, both of them were honest farmers. Wasn't he only eighteen when he was the production team leader?"

The uncle nodded, "That section chief is older than the village? Is it the supply and marketing section of the supply and marketing cooperative?"

"It's not the supply and marketing cooperative, it's the sales department in the factory," Qin Dong corrected with a smile, but he didn't want to explain the problem between the section chief and the village chief, "I'll go out and get the beer in."

Before leaving, he brought two bundles of beer from the factory. The beer was strongly tied with nylon. The white nylon rope can be used to tie things. It is also a rare thing in the countryside.

"Beer?" Uncle's eyes lit up, and Qin Dong's eyes changed. "Okay, the second man is getting married. Hey, there is a section chief...brother, that's fine!" Now married in the countryside Only white wine and a few bottles of beer can be served on the banquet, which will immediately make people impressed.

Grandma looked at her coldly, "It's not easy for your sister and nephew to come here. Let's eat here at noon. Don't be discerning and cook." Grandma glanced at her daughter-in-law.

"Okay, I'll go now." The eldest aunt was very happy, and the eldest uncle held Qin Dong affectionately, "Dadong, now as a section chief, can you drink alcohol? I have a drink with my uncle at noon."

...

Braised mixed fish with cornmeal pancakes, pickled prawns and crabs, and dried noodle fish...

The fisherman’s luncheon did his best, but Qin Dong couldn’t enjoy this high-level old shochu. "Uncle, does the second sister use a car for marriage?"

At this time, most of the brides are greeted by bicycles, and it is worthwhile to have a Beijing jeep to pick them up.

"Can you use it?" Uncle Qin Dong immediately heard what Qin Dong meant. He pointed out the door, "If you can use this car, then your uncle's face will be quite shiny."

"No need for this one," Qin Dong smiled and poured wine for him, "I will drive a small Shanghai sedan chair over here."

Shanghai car?

The uncle stood up, "I'll go to the supply and marketing agency to buy a bottle of wine again, no, my father and I have a good drink today, don't leave tonight."

Faced with this extraordinary enthusiasm, Qin Dong stood up, "Then I will go with you, and I would like to see the supply and marketing agency."

"Dadong, you eat vegetables," the aunt chased out from the house, "what's so good about the supply and marketing cooperative..."

...

There is almost one supply and marketing cooperative in every rural area. In the era of planned economy, the supply and marketing cooperatives are located in urban and rural areas, and they have taken over all the purchases of the daily necessities of the Chinese people in this era through unified purchase and marketing.

Pots and pans, tobacco, alcohol, sugar and tea, old vinegar and soy sauce, fabric thermos...a steelyard, an abacus, placed on the counter.

Qin Dong swept around and found no beer, "Uncle, do you have beer here?"

Before the people from the supply and marketing agency could answer, the uncle yelled, "Where can there be beer in the supply and marketing agency? Two cases of beer came in and they all robbed it."

"This is?" The people from the supply and marketing cooperative looked at Qin Dong, opened the wooden cover of the special passage of the counter, pushed the wooden door below and walked out.

"My nephew, works at our Rongya Brewery, the factory's sales section chief." The uncle is very proud.

"Sales... Chief of section?" The people in the supply and marketing cooperative in the village understood that this seat is for beer. "Can you buy a few bundles of beer for our supply and marketing cooperative?"

"Alright, don't talk about a few bundles, you can buy as many as you want." Qin Dong knocked on the wooden counter, "Go and pull it by yourself. Pack as many as you can."

"When is the beer open for sale?" The people at the supply and marketing agency seemed to disbelieve it.

"That is just the last few days," Qin Dong picked up a box of Friendship Cream on the counter, "I told you that you are also from this village. There is no such shop after passing this village."

The people in the supply and marketing agency looked at the uncle, and the uncle immediately promised, "My nephew is the chief of the supply and marketing department, so I can't go wrong!"

"Okay, then I'll go and check it out. By the way, I have to talk to the supply and marketing agency in the town!" The people from the supply and marketing agency ran into the hospital and yelled again, "Lao Liu, what do you want?" Take it yourself, first on credit!"