Pamper Eighties

Mrs. Feng remembers it very clearly. Officer Lei came to their village more than half a year ago. At that time, he came with American reporters. He only said that he was a staff member serving American reporters. Like, don't think she hasn't seen the world, how can there be such a waiter? Wherever the American reporter goes, Director Lei will follow him. I wish everyone would follow him when they go to the toilet. Whenever someone in the village talks to the American reporter, Director Lei will always go up and ask them what they said. In short, Feng The old lady thinks, this clerk Lei is doing things very wickedly, and he has a bit of meaning to catch a spy. People also look cold. At that time, clerk Lei lived in her house, and she felt a little panic when she saw it. a feeling.

She was in a daze, but Mr. Lei had already walked to her from the door. He first gave her a military salute, then he grinned and showed two rows of big white teeth, and smiled politely and said, "Old lady. I haven't seen you for a long time, have you been doing well recently? You can see that you are doing well by looking at your family life. Do you know where the village chief Feng has gone? I have something to ask him."

"Oh, look for him, he's working in the watermelon field next to him, you wait here, I'll call him, Mr. Lei, don't be polite to us, you can take whatever you want to eat, I am now Just go and call my eldest son over."

Mrs. Feng always felt that Mr. Lei was someone who did big things and didn't dare to delay his affairs. She put down her chopsticks and didn't even wipe her mouth, so she trotted out.

Yang Xiaojuan had already planned to leave, but now she was too embarrassed to leave directly, so she sat down and greeted like a master, "You can also sit down, Mr. Lei, you just came from outside the mountains, right? It's so hot, it's really hard. There you go, these are the things on the table that the children eat when they have nothing to do, if you don't dislike it, come and try it."

Mr. Lei is also very interesting. He really sat down and picked up a grilled shrimp and slowly peeled it. He looked at Mengmeng and said, "I remember you, your name is Mengmeng, right? Oh, I haven't seen you for half a year. When you grow up so big, who helped you tie the little braids on your head?"

Mengmeng didn't answer him, she looked at him with her small head tilted for a while, her big smart eyes were full of liveliness, as if she had just remembered, she picked up a bunch of small sea fish in front of her and handed it over and said : "Eat it, try it."

"Oh, do you really remember me?" Mr. Lei has never seen such a quirky child. Such a small doll is so clever. He took the string of small sea fish with a hearty smile and threw it horizontally. Pulling and pulling between the teeth, the fish was completely removed by him, and only the solitary fish skeleton was still strung on the bamboo skewer. Are there any bone spurs in the fish?

This fish-eating kung fu made the little dolls stunned. They didn't dare to eat like this. The uncle in front of them was really amazing. They wanted to watch him perform fish-eating again, so they were very attentive. The little sea fish in front of them all handed over and said, "Uncle, eat more."

"No, I'm already full." Officer Lei just dropped those words, turned around as if he had eyes growing behind his back, and laughed out loud first: "Cun Chief Feng, I I just went to the brigade to find you and you weren't there, they told me that they would definitely find you here, oh my, you even have this small shop at home, it looks pretty good."

Feng Yimin didn't expect Mr. Lei to be so enthusiastic. He didn't have time to think too much. He walked up a few steps and said, "Welcome Mr. Lei to our village, this canteen just opened. How long has it been since my parents and the others were doing a little business for fun, I don't know what the clerk Lei has come to see me for?"

Officer Lei knew that he didn't tell the truth by listening to what he said, but he didn't care too much. He just took out a thick green leather envelope from the pocket of his jacket and said, "Cun Chief Feng, Reporter Henry here is for you. A U.S. postal package was sent, follow the order of the superior, after you read it, send him a letter and give it to me, I will help you take it out and send it, you can read it now."

It was a postal package from the United States. It was a new thing, and instantly attracted the attention of the little dolls. They may not remember Mr. Lei, but they were deeply impressed by the American reporter. After all, it was the one they had seen in their lives. The first foreigner, they all looked at the green envelope, wondering what was inside.

Feng Yimin was also a little surprised. He took the envelope and found that it still had some weight. The seal had been opened, and he poured out the contents. There was a thick stack of photos, only on the top. It was a square piece of letter paper, and he didn't even bother to look at the photos. He opened the letter paper and said in surprise, "It's all Chinese characters? Or are it all traditional Chinese characters?"

Officer Lei obviously had expected it, he nodded slightly, and said with no expression on his face: "Cun Chief Feng, the American reporter said in the letter that this was a letter written by his Hong Kong wife for him. The photos of your Taoyuan Village have been published, and the rest of the photos will be left to the people in your village, you just need to write a reply letter with a few words of thanks."

It seems that I don't know how many hands this letter has passed through. The officer Lei in front of him has definitely read it. There must be nothing important in the letter, otherwise the letter will not reach him. He quickly browsed it. After nodding once, he said, "Secretary Lei, I'll go and reply to him right now. If you don't want to follow me to the brigade, I'll give you the letter after I've written it."

Mr. Lei didn't say anything more, he nodded and followed Feng Yimin out of the canteen. After they left, Mrs. Feng and Yang Xiaojuan finally breathed a sigh of relief. The aura of Mr. Lei just now was really scary. Standing there like an iron tower was so oppressive that they didn't even dare to speak.

The little dolls didn't think much of it. They cheered and passed the stack of photos in their hands. This was the first time they saw the photos, including Mengmeng. She grew so big, the first photo The photos were taken for her by an American reporter, and now she is holding these photos and seeing her little self in the photos, her little mouth has opened into an O shape, she stretched out her little hand and pointed at the photos and said, "Wow, here I am. "

"Show me." "I want to see it too." The brothers were all rushing to see it, and finally everyone huddled together and looked at the photos, exclaiming, "There are so many people in our village, just my sister. It's the best photo, look at this one, sitting on the beach holding a tiger, it's so beautiful."

Madam Feng and Yang Xiaojuan also leaned over curiously to see that the photo was taken in the afternoon when the sun was about to set. The tutu sat on the beach and watched the sunset, and Hu Zi also squatted beside her. Xia Guang plated a layer of golden light on their bodies, which seemed to have an indescribable artistic conception.

When Mrs. Feng picked up this photo, she said: "This photo is so good, it's really worthy of being a reporter from the United States, who made us cute like a little fairy, even more beautiful than the fairies in the sky. One hundred times, I will go to the city tomorrow to buy a frame, put this photo on it and hang it at home, so I can see it all the time."

Yang Xiaojuan didn't get the photo, so she went to see other photos, and then she waved to Mrs. Feng and said, "Auntie, don't worry, there are many more here, they are all very beautiful, oh, how many of them are there? Brother and sister group photo, there are several photos of Mengmeng and my brother Rui together, don't tell me, they are two little babies standing together, just like the lucky baby in the painting that year."

"Really? Show me, haha, it's true, this was taken on the edge of the wall of my house, why are these two little dolls so good-looking? In this way, the other grandchildren in my family look like monsters, It’s too late, but still my Mengmeng looks the best, and Brother Rui is better than her, um, my Mengmeng is the best looking.”

Madam Feng took those group photos and looked at them again and again, and finally came to the conclusion that their Mengmeng is the best looking, no one can compare, let alone the pride in her heart.

"Grandma Feng, show it to me too." Brother Rui was snatched away by his mother before he had time to look at the photo, and then was snatched away by Mengmeng's milk, and he didn't even have time to look at it. When I saw it, my heart was as anxious as the ants on the hot pot, and I was especially anxious and panicked to take a look.

Madam Feng took all the photos on his hand and said, "Here you are, I'll look at the others."

Brother Rui took these photos and started to appreciate it. He didn't look at anything but looked at Mengmeng. Wow, Mengmeng looks so cute. How can there be such a cute person? It's the most beautiful in the world. In the photo, he is standing next to Mengmeng, protecting her like a big brother. It feels so good, and he will do the same in the future.

Brother Rui stared at these photos, the more he thought about it, the more beautiful he became. He couldn't help pressing them all against his chest, giving birth to a little manly spirit in his heart.

In addition to the old Feng family, many of these photos were of other villagers. When Officer Lei left their village, these photos were also given to the villagers, and the whole village became a sensation for a while.

What shocked them the most was not the photo, but the village chief telling them that the American reporter Henry actually published the photo of their village, and published it in the foreigner's magazine. I heard that there were also photos of their villagers. On top of that, my God, doesn't that mean that they themselves are famous and went abroad? Maybe people all over the world have seen them, what a glorious thing this is, it has never been so glorious in eight hundred lifetimes.

The excited villagers surrounded Feng Yimin, and they said, "Village chief, have you seen what that magazine looks like?" "Is it the same as that newspaper?" "Village chief, Did you see me on it? I made an appointment with the American reporter at the time, and he must have it printed for me." "The village chief..." "The village chief..." "The village chief, you said, So what did the American reporter tell you in the letter? What about that letter? Take it out and show it to us."