The two rows of large characters "Long Live the People's Republic of China" and "Long Live the Great Unity of the People of the World" on the left and right are both visually impactful and shocking.
In the old newspapers that Fu Jingyou read in the past, he once saw foreigners saying that they were backward and weak.
But at this moment, looking at the Huihong scene in front of me.
His eyes were burning, and his heart was surging, and he had other ideas.
They may be behind, but they are not weak.
The dormant lion will eventually wake up.
Unity is strength, and hundreds of thousands of people are like a strong and solid rope.
This condensed power will one day show the glory of China to everyone...
Tang Mei smiled and noticed that Fu Jingyou was attentive and gentle. Explanation:
“We came out a little late, and the five-star red flag has already been raised... If we hurry up early, we can still see the flag-raiser coming from Chang’an Street.”
Fu Jingyou nodded and said nothing more than "It's good to rise".
Just a pair of deep peach blossom eyes that seemed to be shining with red light, always staring back in the direction of the square.
At the top of the flagpole, he had seen the majestic red color floating in the air once before.
Lu Miao brought it to him.
Tang Mei laughed and said: "Okay, get off the car."
Fu Jingyou nodded in response.
Originally, he was already ready to carry his bag and follow him, but to his surprise, Tang Mei did not take him directly to Qianmen Street.
Instead, we crossed the road and turned around, then crossed another road and went directly to the edge of Tiananmen Square.
"Little aunt, what is this?"
"The department store is right there and you can't run away. It's a rare occasion for you to come over here. I'll show you around."
Already in the square, Fu Jingyou did not refuse.
Tang Mei was born in the countryside in the north of Beijing, but moved to the city to take care of her pregnant sister at the age of seventeen. Later, she took care of Lu Miao and lived in the central district of the city.
When she was young, she had been to Tiananmen many times and knew all the places clearly.
Leading Fu Jingyou forward to watch, Tang Mei explained along the way:
“This is the Jinshui Bridge. In the past, all the dignitaries and relatives of the emperor passed here, but now they can pass it casually. Thanks to the leadership of our party and the great leader for liberating us.”
At this time, everyone who came to watch Tiananmen was eager to take a photo in front of Tiananmen.
On the edge of the square there is a retro old camera, which is full of people.
Tang Mei asked Fu Jingyou to go too.
Fu Jingyou couldn't let go, Tang Mei said:
"You're a young man, why are you so embarrassed? You've seen it, but the folks in my hometown haven't seen it yet! Go and take two pictures, Go back and show it to your uncle and aunt.”
Fu Jingyou thought about it too.
The old couple at home will probably never be able to come so far in their lives, let alone see such a glorious scene.
After waiting in line for almost 40 minutes, Fu Jingyou paid for two photos, a total of 40 cents.
Enter the flight number and photo receiving address in the photo master’s book.
Fu Jingyou straightened the collar of his coat, looked at the big portrait of the great man behind him, adjusted his posture and took the first photo.
Five or six meters away, Tang Mei shouted over there:
"Xiao Fu, smile, smile, why do you always keep a straight face?"
Fu Jingyou swallowed his saliva. , straightened his back and tried to smile.
Just facing the camera, he couldn't let go.
When he smiled, he could feel the corners of his mouth twitching.
Just take a photo.
The master waved his hand and said:
"Okay, it will take time to develop the photos. I estimate that they will be mailed in ten days and will be delivered in about half a month."
Fu Jingyou clicked He nodded, said thank you and ran to Tang Mei's side. "Were the people taking pictures here arranged by state-owned units?"
"Not necessarily."
Tang Mei shook her head. Knowing why Fu Jingyou asked, she explained:
"Don't look at the price of a camera. There are so many people who have it privately. There were always people in the past. They quietly come here under the slogan of being a family and charge tourists to take pictures. When they see others, they charge higher prices than others..."
I don’t agree with the price. When tourists find out about the price, they start arguing with the photographers. There is a dispute between the photographers. Also noisy.
There were several accidents and it was difficult to manage the crowds in this place. Later, the higher-ups unified the prices and specially set up photo spots.
I took a photo to commemorate this moment and just let it go.
Fu Jingyou nodded with understanding, thoughtfully in his heart.
After that, we went to the department store, where Tang Mei was stationed at the counter to buy new year's goods. Fu Jingyou saw that she wouldn't be able to finish her work for a while, so she said hello and started wandering next to her.
I don’t know whether to call it lucky or unlucky.
He visited the big department store in the city several times, but every time he had no tickets.
So this time.
Fu Jingyou did not alarm Tang Mei.
He had a lot of money with him, but he couldn't buy anything big, so he walked around and bought some small things.
For example, the nails of the eldest child and the second child in the family grow very fast.
Every time Lu Miao said he wanted to cut, and held the big scissors to the little fingers of the boy and girl, Fu Jingyou felt scared when he saw it.
It just doesn't work if I don't cut it.
Especially Erbao, who usually catches Dabao while playing around, sometimes even catches himself because of his ignorance.
I saw that the Beijing Department Store sells nail clippers specifically for cutting nails. I don’t know if they are useful or not.
But it’s small and compact, so you don’t have to worry about cutting off your baby’s fingers.
Fu Jingyou bought two.
After wandering around for a while, it was already past four in the afternoon when I got home.
The eaves of the alley are covered with snow, and even though the sky is dark, it still looks very bright.
Lu Yuanzheng did not come that day and came back at around two o'clock in the afternoon the next day.
At that time, Tang Mei was cleaning up at home. Fu Jingyou took off his thick cotton clothes, set up a ladder and climbed up to the kitchen roof to help clean the chimney.
The door to the courtyard was open, and Lu Yuanzheng entered the courtyard, but Fu Jingyou didn't even see him.
When he turned around, Fu Jingyou was startled when he saw someone under the eaves staring at him.
"Dad..."
"Yes, here we come."
Lu Yuanzheng glanced at him and entered the house carrying a bundle of oil paper parcels.
Fu Jingyou patted the black dust on his hands and walked down the ladder from the roof.
Tang Mei was busy preparing dinner.
Lu Yuanzheng said little. He went upstairs to put down his things, took the enamel jar under it, and while holding a rattan-covered kettle to pour water, he asked coldly:
"How is your wife? . ”
“I was still a little weak before, but I’m almost recovered now. I’ve been taking care of myself since autumn and winter, and I haven’t gotten sick again.”
Lu Yuanzheng tapped his chin, then sat down at the table and motioned for Fu Jingyou to sit down.
When they sat down, he took a sip of hot water regardless of the scalding, and continued to ask in a calm and cold tone:
"How are the two children? That girl?"
"After the gentleman from the northwest saw it, the second baby has never had any problems..."
Thinking of his wife and two children, a real smile appeared on Fu Jingyou's face.
"My aunt has to walk more steadily now than before. It's also a time to be naughty."
Lu Yuanzheng said "hmm" again.