Chapter 6 sixtieth

August 27th is the auspicious number for Hujiapu, and it is the day when God sends stars to Hujiapu. On that day sixty years ago, facing the bright morning glow, Hu Tiancheng was born in a dilapidated hut in Hujiabao.Time flies, stars change, and sixty long years have passed. In Hujiapu, he has led four generations, and Hujiapu has become the most famous village on the plain. One day, he suddenly said that he was old. People in Hujiapu say that Hubo is not old.Besides, how would we live without Hooper? He smiled and said, they wish I could go. The people in Hujiapu burst into tears and said, Hubo, how do you say that?We will remember your kindness forever...

He sighed and said that everyone wants to go.After August 27th, I will live a full life.Old, old. Although this was said in private, that is, one or two people knew about it, it spread quickly throughout the village.So, someone remembered this day firmly... In the morning light, before the sun had risen, the loudspeaker hanging high in the middle of the street in Hujiabao Village sounded, and the music "Dongfanghong" was played on the loudspeaker.For thirty years, the first piece of music in Hujiapu has always been "Dongfanghong".This is actually an order, an invisible order. Amidst the music of "Dongfanghong", all the men, women, old and young in Hujiapu rubbed their eyes and trotted out to gather in the square in front of the village office building.Then the music of "Hujiabao Fitness Exercise" came out from the loudspeaker. This music was imitated, but in fact it was just ordinary exercise music.When the music starts, people in Hujiapu stretch their arms and curl their legs... This is the morning exercise in Hujiapu.This set of exercises was created by Hu Tiancheng, and it also has eight sections, so it is called "Hujiabao Fitness Exercises".

After the gymnastics, when people go home to eat, the small horns hanging in front of each house will sound again, and what comes out of the horn bowl is the half-ordinary, half-local voice of the female announcer Jiang Hongdou.The voice of Ginger Red Bean has a scent of cow dung cake flowers and mimosa, which fascinates the boys in Hujiabao.Jiang Hongdou squeezed her voice in the bowl of the small speaker and said: Hujiapu People's Broadcasting Station is now broadcasting... Comrades, today is August 17, August 17, that is to say, it is far away from our most beloved The old secretary's birthday is only ten days away, only ten days away!All units and departments have written letters of determination, determined to present gifts to the elderly on their birthdays with practical actions and excellent work performance!The units that write the letter of determination include: the first team, the second team, the third team, dairy factory, flour mill, paper mill, pharmaceutical factory, food factory, beverage factory, pig farm, sheep farm, feed factory, automobile team, mechanical farming Teams, health centers, baths, schools... Then, Jiang Hongdou said: This day is coming soon.People are looking forward to this unforgettable day, looking forward to celebrating the old man's 60th birthday! ...However, Jiang Hongdou has only broadcast more than half of it, and just finished broadcasting those "determination letters", and will never broadcast that "moment" again.When someone asked, she pursed her lips and said with some regret: "The old man" won't allow the broadcast.

Yes, the villagers are all looking forward to this day. The villagers have already started to connect with each other. People secretly discuss in private, what should I give the "old man"?It's not just the villagers who want to celebrate the old man's birthday.As early as half a month ago, people from various provinces, prefectures, and counties successively called to inquire about the specific time of the birthday... But when the broadcast stopped, suddenly, the old man spoke.The old man only said six words: no birthday celebration, no gift. Just these six words immediately calmed down the villagers' thoughts of celebrating their birthdays. They all knew the old man's temper, so that's all.It's just that the secretary in the village is too busy.In those days, he sat by the telephone almost every day, hung up and returned calls to various parties, and made some necessary explanations.He took the trouble to say on the phone: "Hu Bo said, he took the idea. Please don't come. If you come, you won't be accepted. Hu Bo said..."

However, on August 27th, someone still came.At ten o'clock in the morning, on the 108 National Highway not far from the village, one after another cars came to Hujiapu.Just from those dazzling cars, it can be seen that all the people who come are not trivial.But these vehicles did not drive directly into Hujiapu, they stopped far away from the village.The guests who came by car parked their cars at the intersection outside the village one by one, and then walked towards the village one by one. Gradually, there are more and more cars.So much that even the passers-by were amazed.I saw more than 20 high-end and luxurious cars parked on the roadside outside the village, forming a long and eye-catching motorcade.The people who got out of the car were all very handsome. They greeted each other and walked with gifts in their hands.Someone said as they walked, "I don't know if the old man will see us?" Someone shook his head and said, "No. Since the old man has spoken, he will disappear if he says he won't see us." Someone said: "The old man's 60th birthday, so you can come if you don't see us." Ah!" Someone said, "That is, that is."

The cadres in the village naturally knew the weight of these people, so they came out in a panic, welcomed them into the reception room one by one, poured water, handed them cigarettes, said some polite words, and then quietly sent someone to ask for instructions. Bo.Hu Tiancheng pondered for a long time, then said lightly: "Since we're here, let's arrange for them to have a light meal." Then he asked: "See you?"He said, "No." At noon, three tables were arranged in sequence in the small restaurant for receiving guests in Hujiabao.The first table is placed in the private room entitled "Cotton Field Cabin". There is a huge colorful mural in the "cotton field hut" set in a glass mirror frame. On the mural are balls of snow-white cotton.This table is full of well-known administrative officials from provinces, prefectures, and counties.The second table is placed in the private room entitled "Rye Field Cabin". There is still a huge colorful mural set in a glass mirror frame in the "Wheat Field Cottage", and the mural is a piece of golden wheat ears.Most of the people at this table are some very influential cultural people, senior reporters from some newspapers, TV stations, and magazines.The third table is placed in the private room entitled "Gu Tian Hut". There is still a huge, colorful mural in a glass frame hanging in the "Grain Field Hut". On the mural are clumps of yellow corn ears.The people at this table are a bit mixed. Some are the presidents of some banks in the province, some are managers of some large companies in the province, and two are responsible for the industrial and commercial and taxation departments.

After the guests sat down, the dishes came out quickly. Eight cold dishes were served first on each table: the first was "fried grasshoppers", the second was "cold green vegetables", and the third was "fried grasshoppers". Roast sparrow with paste", the fourth course is "steamed elm money", the fifth course is "vinegar simmered grasshopper", the sixth course is "shredded sweet potato", the seventh course is "wind-cured quail", and the eighth course is " Spicy willow tip with garlic".These eight dishes are all "Hujiabao style" and are local products of Hujiabao.Whenever important guests come, these eight cold dishes must be served.Although most of them are wild animals and local products, the stove is still very particular.The cost of these eight dishes is no less than a high-end banquet.Of course, these eight dishes can only be regarded as side dishes, and the main course is hot pot, which is specially bought from other places and is pocket-shaped.Alcohol is burned, and one is placed in front of each person; there are also eight kinds of side dishes for the hot pot, including sashimi, shredded eel, lamb slices, beef slices, squid slices... There are three kinds of drinks: there is white wine, which is naturally "Wuliangye" "; if there is red wine, it is naturally "Minquan Red Grape", and if there is beer, it is naturally "Tsingtao draft beer".The last is the staple food. The staple food includes wontons, dumplings, bean noodles, small steamed buns, etc., and they are all extremely exquisite.However, such a grade can only be regarded as a second or third-class reception specification in Hujiapu.Even so, Hu Tiancheng had to speak, if Hu Bo didn't nod, the guests wouldn't be able to sit here.As long as Hu Bo said the word "simple meal", this is the specification.

When he picked up the wine glass, a very capable and somewhat proud middle-aged man sitting in the "cotton field hut" stood up first.He came here specially from the provincial capital, and he is the director of a very important department in the province.He raised his glass and said solemnly: "First of all, let us congratulate Hu Bo on his birthday and wish the old man good health! Be healthy every year! Hu Bo is not here, as a junior, let me drink first as a respect..." He drank continuously three cups.After drinking, he said to the village cadre who was accompanying him: "Please tell Uncle Hu that I will come every year for the old man's birthday. If he refuses to come, I will come too..." In the words, it seemed that the words were still unfinished. Jin, and added: "Hu Bo is my benefactor!" Everyone also stood up and toasted the old man's birthday and health.Speaking of Hu Bo, talking about the past, naturally there are many emotions...

After drinking for three rounds, a guest sitting in the "Wheatfield Hut" suddenly burst into tears. He choked up and said to the accompanying village cadre: "Genbao, when I was an educated youth in Hujiapu, you were only four years old. You are young, you don’t know, at that time, at that time... If it weren’t for Hu Bo, I, Feng, would not be where I am today! It was Hu Bo who introduced me to the party, it was Hu Bo Uncle recommended me to go to university, and after I was assigned to the newspaper office, Uncle Hu helped me again and again... Speaking of which, I am the deputy editor-in-chief of the newspaper office in the provincial capital, and I can be regarded as a person with the right to publish articles, but I did not contribute to the Hu family. Bao wrote a manuscript, but never wrote a word. Every time I talked to the old man, the old man said, what kind of manuscript are you writing? You don’t want to write it. You are from Hujiapu. What are you bragging about? I don’t want it You brag, blow it high and fall to death. But I know, I know everything in my heart, the old man is doing it for my own good! A few years ago, when evaluating job titles, I lacked software and I didn’t have books! When there was nothing I could do , I bite the bullet and went to Hubo, and Hubo gave me three words: out, out! The next day, Hubo sent someone to send the money to the publishing house, and I was rated as an editorial reviewer. The human heart is made of flesh! Genbao, Genbao, pour the wine, pour it all in. I’ll drink it in one go, I’ll drink twelve cups! I’m drinking it for Hu Bo..." He put the wine in his mouth He drank the wine on the table one by one, swayed his body and said, "I really want to do something for the old man. When will I, Feng Yunshan, be able to do something for the old man?"

The bank president sitting in the "Gutian hut" must have drunk too much, his face was flushed, and he babbled a few words: "Why doesn't the old man take a loan from us? How many people are looking for me? Anyone who knows me or not, they all go to me, and I approve them. With a swipe of the pen, they approve! The old man doesn’t look for me, because the old man looks down on his nephew! Send the old man a message, tell the old man, I I have a problem with him! I, Fan Bingchen, have a problem with his old man. Doesn’t it mean that Hujiapu doesn’t need money to run so many enterprises? But the old man just doesn’t look for me, and he doesn’t even look for anyone else. As long as the old man says something, people will take I recognize the two-finger-wide note, it’s not that I don’t recognize it! But the old man doesn’t want me, the old man just doesn’t want me to... drink? I won’t drink this wine, I’m angry with the old man..." Sitting with him Next to him was a deputy director of the Municipal Bureau of Industry and Commerce. He also drank a little too much. Hearing what Fan Bingchen said, he immediately raised his hand: "Old Fan, what are you talking about? Who are you angry with? How dare you?" Angry with the old man?! Say it again? If you dare to say angry with the old man again, I will slap you!" Lao Fan immediately raised his face and said: "Old Liu, you slap me, you slap me, you slap me for the old man, I will slap you." Don't fight back!" Lao Liu said: "This is more or less..." The crowd followed up and shouted: "Finished wine, fined wine!"

By the time the guests finished their meal, the village secretary Yang Genbao had already done some small things to do.He quietly called the drivers who were sitting in another place to eat, and each car had a gift in the trunk, and these gifts were also local products of Hujiapu: a pot of small ground sesame oil for each person, Ten bags of refined milk powder and a box of beverages.This is customary. After tea, the guests were about to leave, and the village cadres also came out to see them off.Before setting off on the road, three guests repeatedly expressed their desire to see Hu Bo.Feng Yunshan from the newspaper office dragged Yang Genbao aside, and whispered, "Genbao, tell Hu Bo that I want to see his old man. Let him arrange a time for me, and I'll come back when the time comes..." Before getting into the car, Fan Bingchen, the president of the bank, turned around again, held the village secretary's hand tightly, and said in a low voice, "Genbao, tell the old man that I want to see him. Tell me, what about the old man?" Time is free..." Gen Bao smiled and said, "I will definitely tell you." Unexpectedly, Lao Liu, the deputy director of the Industrial and Commercial Bureau, staggered, drunk, and stopped when he was walking. He stammered: "I, I, I won't go. I won't go I have something to do, I'll wait another day, and I have to see Hu Bo..."