Chapter 2:

The people in the production team left in twos and threes, because the lean man started to give away the old hen, and the rest of the people couldn't make it through, and more or less sent things over. Although they are all worthless firewood, rice, oil and salt, for the Li family, who has lost labor and is sitting in the air, it is an immediate relief.
"Why do you want to take their things, they are the bad guys who came to grab our ship!" Zhou Sitian followed Li Zheng back to the room in silence. Seeing Li Zheng counting the things sent by everyone with interest, she couldn't help but speak Tao.
Li Zheng moved his hands for a while, raised his head to look at Zhou Sitian with a stubborn face, and suddenly asked, "Will you go fishing?"
Zhou Sitian was startled, and then blushed. Like all fishermen who live by the sea, Qinghe Town has a tradition that women cannot board fishing boats since ancient times. How could she go to sea!
Li Zheng got the answer from Zhou Sitian's expression. He shrugged and said indifferently: "Neither will I."
Li Zheng never thought of leaving the ship behind. Neither he nor Zhou Sitian knew how to fish, and the fishing boat was just a waste in their hands. And he understood very well that although most of the people in the town are on their side today, they are only sympathizing for Li Zheng's loss of his father when he was young. People are always willing to be the leader of those weak things to show their strength and superiority.
However, sympathy is temporary, but benefits are eternal. Although Qinghe Town was out of the era of big pot meal in 1982, the production team has not been disbanded. The production team organized the town’s fishing boats to go out to sea. The fishing boats kept half of the seafood harvested in a day, and turned over half of the production team. Part of it is then distributed to each household by the production team according to labor points, which is a transitional stage from a big pot of rice to distribution according to work.
Just as Yang Sheng, the lean and middle-aged man, said, now is the season for the plump seafood. All the boats in and out of the town are operating at full capacity. The fishermen can’t wait to go out to sea 24 hours a day. The whole sea is moved back.
Although Li's father's ship belonged to the Li family, people who had just come out of the big pot meal era would not think so. They only knew that if the Li family's ship went to sea, half of the sea cargo obtained would be handed over to the public. In other words, if Li Jiachuan does not go to sea for a day, the company’s inventory will be lost by one.
Because Li Qiang had just had an accident, the people in the town wouldn't say anything on the day or two. If the days passed... Li Zheng didn't want to test the humanity of the 1980s at all.
Therefore, the ship must be handed over. However, whoever is handed it to, how to make a connection, then there will be particularity.
"Xiao Zheng, you said, you saw Dad, is it true?" Zhou Sitian looked at Li Zheng, only to feel that after this illness, she couldn't understand her younger brother more and more. But for her, Li's father's affairs are the most important thing.
Although Zhou Sitian was brought here by Li's mother, Li Qiang was loyal and treated him like a daughter. The relationship between Zhou Sitian and Li Qiang was much better than that with Li's mother.
Li Zheng raised his head to look at Zhou Sitian, who was looking nervous and hopeful, a warm color flashed in his eyes, she was really a lovely girl. He didn't notice how uncoordinated he was with a kind smile on his childish face.
"Yes," he said without blushing or breathing.
"Dad what else did he say!" Zhou Sitian hurriedly asked.
"He asked us to take care of ourselves. He also said that whether it is a boat or other things, they are all things outside of the body. Don't take it too seriously."
Zhou Sitian was startled, then nodded, yeah, it was like what Dad would say. At this point, her last dissatisfaction with Li Zheng also disappeared. If you want to hand over the boat, hand it over, Xiao Zheng is the most precious relic of father. Thinking of this, Zhou Sitian's gaze at Li Zheng couldn't help but soften again.
Li Zheng didn't know the psychological changes of his step-sister. He wondered why there was no relative in his family who came forward because of such a big incident. It stands to reason that the clan concept in the 1980s was still relatively heavy, not to mention that there was a ship in their family, which can be regarded as the best in this era. Great fortune.
"Xiaozheng, you are just a little better, so don't go to the ancestral hall at night. I'll guard my father." Although the two little selfish minds don't think that their father is dead, the adults in the town say they are dead at sea. You cannot be reborn if you don't have a funeral or a burial
Therefore, Zhou Sitian put Li Qiang's old clothes in the coffin to stop the spirit in the ancestral hall, and only waited for the first seven to be buried at the time.
Li Zheng shook his head, "I'm going." He took his son's body, so he should give him two heads. Before Zhou Sitian refused, he put on his coat and went out.
The autumn night came very early, obviously it was only four or five o'clock in the afternoon, and the sun was gone. In the 1980s, the small town was not brightly lit by the city, and the number of street lights in the whole town could be counted with one slap. The two siblings walked one after the other on the only concrete road in the town, listening to the "jingle bells" of the bicycle bells one after another, silent.
The ancestral hall was brightly lit, crossing the high threshold, and the horribly lonely mourning hall with simple layout. A woman in a brown shirt and black pantyhose was squatting on the floor folding paper money.
"Mom, I brought you food." A young man screamed from outside the ancestral hall. "Kacha" bicycle leaned under the big tree at the entrance of the ancestral hall. A young man about the same age as Zhou Sitian took it. Several tin boxes ran in.
Seeing Li Zheng and Zhou Sitian, a hearty smile appeared on his face, "Li Zheng, can you go?"
Before Li Zheng could answer, the brown-clothed woman straightened up and took a look at the young man, "What do you mean, Xiao Zheng just has a fever. It will be fine when the fever subsides."
After scolding the young man, she turned her head to look at Li Zheng kindly, "Since it's here, knock your dad, this is the last day."
Li Zheng could see the unbearable and sympathetic in her eyes. He nodded without asking who the woman was. He walked quickly to the futon, knelt down and knocked his head three times.
The cold slate touched his forehead, and a chill spread from his forehead to the entire brain. Li Zheng’s eyes gradually became firmer from confusion, uncle, thank your son for giving me a chance to be born again, I promise I will not waste this life, and I promise that the name "Li Zheng" will become all his relatives. Even the pride of all Chinese people.
The green smoke on the incense table turned around, slowly rising to the top of the roof, and then slowly disappearing into the dim light.
"Mom, I heard on the road that the guy Yang Sheng took the production team to Li's house for Uncle Li's boat!" The young man took the woman to the side and bit his ears, but the ancestral hall was too quiet. Their voices were already very small, and Li Zheng could also hear them clearly.
The woman opened her eyes, and a trace of anger flashed in her eyes.
"This group of gods killed, seeing your father is not there, they actually came to the door. No, I'll go back tonight, I have to talk to your father."
"That's right, Dad is the captain of the production team. He Yang Sheng is a deputy who jumps up and down there all day."
"Shut up, this is what you can say!"
Li Zheng's eyes rolled. He stood up, silently reached the small bench, origami money one by one. Zhou Sitian was obviously more externalized, kneeling in front of the futon, crying so much, talking about the events of the past few days.
Li Zheng is really grateful to Zhou Sitian for his tuberculosis attributes. There are some things that don’t need to be asked at all, and Zhou Sitian will "Balabara" all out.
For example, Father Li is not an aboriginal in the town, so there is no relative in the town. For another example, Li's father used to be the captain of the production team when he was young, and later withdrew from the production team for some reason. And Li's mother was not an ordinary peasant's wife. Her father was once a high official in the capital, and the family was sent to Qinghe Town. Only then did she marry Li's father. Later, before his grandfather was rehabilitated, she couldn't stand the country life. , Followed the black boat to Xiangjiang.
Yes, Qinghe Town is part of the later Shenzhen City, facing the Asian financial center Xiangjiang across the sea. If the weather is good, you can see the revolving restaurant on the top floor of the Xiangjiang Building on the hillside to the north of the town.
When Li Zheng and Zhou Sitian stayed in the ancestral hall until nine o'clock in the evening, they were rushed back by Zheng's mother, saying that the child was weak, and tomorrow was the day of the burial, so they should go back to rest quickly.
With the help of the Zheng family, the funeral of Li's father went smoothly. Two days later, Li Zheng could see that the expression on seeing him in the town had gradually changed from sympathy to hesitant. I know... the boat can't be dragged.
So the night after Li's father was buried, Li Zheng took Zhou Sitian to Zheng's house. Zheng Jianguo is the current captain of the production team in Qinghe Town. His captain was supported by Li's father alone. That is why Li's father had a rift with Yang Sheng, who was then the deputy captain of the production team.
When they arrived, Zheng's family had just finished dinner, and Zheng's mother was clearing the dishes. When they saw Li Zheng, a big smile appeared on their faces.
"Xiaozheng is here, this kid is here when he comes, and what else to bring? Auntie will not be clear about the situation of your home! Take it back!" Mother Zheng saw that Zhou Sitian was about to pass the basket on her hand, and she quickly refused. .
Zhou Sitian couldn't help but looked at Li Zheng. Li Zheng smiled and took the basket from his sister, put it on the Zheng family's dinner table, and lifted the lid of the basket. The mellow scent of chicken soup spread out, making Zheng Xiaodong, who was doing his homework inside, stick out his head.
"Auntie, this is the old hen that Deputy Captain Yang came to send last time. My sister and I have a small appetite. If we can't eat so much, it will be wasted. And Brother Xiaodong will take the college entrance examination next year. When it's important, it should be made up." Li Zheng said sincerely.
This came to the heart of Zheng's mother. Although she knew that her did not perform well, she was still a little looking forward to the college entrance examination that was said to be able to make people "leap the dragon." I heard that the one with the best grades in the class has an egg a day at home.
"This..." Mother Zheng obviously hesitated.
Li Zheng didn't care about Zheng's mother, and turned his head to greet Zheng Xiaodong with a smile, "Brother Xiaodong, come and eat chicken legs."
Zheng Xiaodong swallowed his saliva. He looked at Mother Zheng and Zhou Sitian, who was standing still, walking slowly to the dining table.
Seeing the appearance of her son, Zheng's mother's thoughts at the end of her rejection also faded, "Eat, eat, save some for your dad!" She said angrily.