The sound of firecrackers and fireworks outside the window were flashing one after another. In the township government yard separated by a wall, the villagers of Shuiyang Street, who were not afraid of the cold, were surrounding the first color TV in the village, enjoying the program enthusiastically.

Chang Ning sat on the sofa, pretending to smoke and thinking about something, but actually he was sneaking his eyes at the rhyme of several women. Otherwise, how could women live for men? After drinking two taels of Qingzhou Daqu, the pretty faces of the women turned into peach blossoms in March, making the small living room full of spring. Lao Yu is good at everything, but he just doesn't know how to take the opportunity to enjoy it. Compared to any literary and artistic program on TV, it is a live broadcast.

After the women were busy entering and leaving, they sat in the living room with different figures. Yu Tinghua tapped Chang Ning's arm with the newspaper, "Xiao Chang, why are you stunned?"

"Haha, aren't you laughing at me for not understanding poetry? I'll recite a work that suits you," Chang Ning smiled badly, pretending to ponder, and chanted with his mind, "On this New Year's Eve, peach blossoms are red in this door, where will the peach blossoms go next year, people's faces still smile in the spring breeze, firecrackers welcome the New Year, so many sorrows are resentful, a Chinese girl doesn't know the family and country affairs, and still plays the pipa zither across the wall."

The four women's faces turned redder, and they launched a woman-like counterattack on Chang Ning. However, Yu Tinghua applauded after hearing this.

Yu Tinghua knew what Chang Ning thought deeply and asked with a smile: "Are you thinking about a good start tomorrow?"

It turns out that there are many rules and customs for the Chinese New Year. The so-called poor people pay attention to poverty, and Chang Ning is deeply affected. It is difficult to avoid the customs. The most important one among countless old customs is that adults have a "good start" on the first day of the Lunar New Year. Either you go to the temple to light incense and beg for new blessings in the New Year, or you visit a respected elder and earn the blessings of the elders devoutly. The greatest wish of the New Year will be smoothly realized. Chang Ning is a state cadre, so of course he cannot go to the temple, but when he visits someone on the first day of the Lunar New Year, he will be worried.

Chang Ning glanced at a few women, lit a cigarette and sucked a few sips, and said happily: "Aren't you all very strange, why did the swearing words of 'go to his mother' become the number one quote in Shuiyang Township? Haha, because this story has something to do with the people I'm going to visit tomorrow. I will break the example today and say it and share it with you."

"That's right..." Chang Ning let go of his posture, knocked on the coffee table with a cigarette as a striking sight, and first made Changchang amusement. Yu Tinghua next to him hurriedly handed over a cup of hot tea, and held back his smile and said, "Sir, please drink tea first to moisten your throat."

"By the time when we were two and a half years old, we should be in this season. We can't speak. Everyone we see is a little better than our mother. The family is anxious. There are four people in total. If half of them are mute, then would it be like a word? Our grandfather is known as the number one divine calculation in the six counties of Qingzhou, astronomy, geography, ancient and modern, both in China and abroad, claiming to be omnipotent and have no choice but to do anything. So he used the connection resources he had accumulated for a long time. The doctor saw a bunch of folk remedies, and piled up a basket of folk remedies. The master of that kind of witch and fairy broke through the threshold. The temples and temples in the square garden were circling around without falling, but we were stunned. When we saw people, we sang the rumbling heavenly book. When we were helpless, our master came. He looked at his little head with a few glances and touched our fist-sized head, and sighed, "This kid is so nasty, God is unfair."

"After hearing the master's words, our grandfather suddenly had an idea and cursed loudly in the face of the vast sky. His voice was quite high and sad. Our master advised grandfather not to be disrespectful to God. Our grandfather couldn't care about it anymore and shouted with his eyes, "God is a ball, I'll go, go damn it... At this time, a stare fell into our small courtyard, which made our grandfather and the master go... Hehe, guess what happened next?"

Yu Tinghua smiled and said, "You can speak, and the first thing you can say is, go shit."

"Haha, no, no, this is the earliest source of 'go to the fuck'." Chang Ning took a few sips of water and leaned on the back of the sofa with satisfactory satisfaction.

Jiang Xi asked, "Secretary Chang, why did it spread throughout Shuiyang Township again?"

Chang Ning continued happily, "Isn't that the district wanted to hold a critical meeting when I was fifteen years old? My uncle just became the captain of the team that year, and every production team had to send people to participate. I wanted to earn the part-time part-time, so I pestered my uncle into the revolutionary team. It was also a matter of old man Wang Shi. He told a leader of a district revolutionary committee that this boy had a loud voice and was a junior high school student. It was quite appropriate to shout slogans. The leader was called Ju Tailiang. He looked at me and said yes. He shouted the slogans. He was rewarded with four meat buns. He gave me a piece of paper. He sat next to a microphone on the stage. Seeing that everyone finished speaking, he stood up immediately.

I shouted the slogans written on the paper, but I was unlucky. The guy who copied the slogans was written like a heavenly book. I sat down and saw that my head was too big. The words recognized me, but I couldn't recognize the words clearly. There were thousands of people in the audience. Those who were criticized with signs stood on the edge of the platform. It was my turn to shout slogans. I was so anxious that I was sweating profusely. The first few slogans were passing the slogans, but the one in the middle said 'Kong Lao Er xxxx'. I think Kong Lao Er has been dead for thousands of years, and he can't cause trouble for me even if he scolded him. In desperation, I raised my arms and shouted, Kong Lao Er, go shit..."

Yu Tinghua and Jiang Xi and the others laughed like a bunch of laughter.

"At that time, everyone on and off the stage was stunned, and those who were beaten also looked back at me. At most, it took two or three seconds. Thousands of people from the audience shouted in a row, Kong Lao Er, go shit, I thought at that time, everyone was so excited, so I just did it a few more times, so Kong Lao Er, go shit, Kong Lao Er, but he was shit, the slogans were all higher than the wave..."

Yu Jin held back his smile and asked, "Xiao Chang, what about later?"

"And afterwards? You can imagine that two militia dragged me off the rostrum, first put the butt on my butt a few times, and locked me up. Fortunately, my uncle and I were clever and took advantage of the chaos and took advantage of the chaos to rob me out, and then fled back to Shiao in a panic. I remember that I was still hiding in the Luanshiyan in Shiao Village for three days and three nights. What do you think? Not only did I offend Kong Lao Er, but also scolded a leader. Isn't Director Fu of that district revolutionary committee called Ju Tailiang? You read it in the unique local dialect of Shuiyang several times. Ju Tailiang was just going to his mother. Put the leader and Kong Lao Er together to scold him. That's great. I heard that two or three cadres of Shuiyang Commune were removed from their posts. My uncle also went to the study class for more than a month. Haha, my work points and meat buns were gone, but this 'good mother' has since become the first quote of Shuiyang Commune."

In the laughter, Jiang Xi asked: "Secretary Chang, what you started to say is related to the person you are visiting tomorrow. Can you tell us who that person is?"

Chang Ning nodded and said, "That person is Shi Xiu, an old cadre who lives in seclusion in Shichen Village, and the strange old man who has kept me out three times."
Chapter completed!