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586 Sheng Chuncheng's Childhood

When Sheng Chuncheng was a child, he often followed his parents' minibus to Pailing Town, the seat of Chun'an County in neighboring province, which is now Qiandaohu Town.

At that time, he was not old enough to go to elementary school, and his grandparents did not want to take him because he was too naughty. His grandparents lived in the countryside and were the kind of industrious people. His grandfather’s biggest hobby was gambling. When he was young, his family was poor and he had no money.

Gambling funds were heavily exploited at that time, so his grandfather secretly picked up a load of dried sweet potato shreds from home and went into the mountains behind.

A group of people carried burdens and gathered on the mountain to bet on dried sweet potato shreds or old corn that they picked. If there was nothing else, they could secretly pick out a load of wheat bran or distiller's grains for pig feed from home.

When we met the commune police station and got the news, the police took the militiamen from the commune militia company up the mountain to catch the gamblers. Everyone threw away their burdens, dispersed like birds, fled wildly, and hid in the mountains. The police and militiamen failed to catch them.

They carried heavy loads down the mountain, and then went directly into each house to arrest people.

It was not easy to buy property at that time, let alone baskets and poles. Even the bowls at home had words engraved on the bottom. If the vat was broken or the bowl was broken, there would be people who would go from village to house to come and repair it.

Those baskets and poles are all painted with red or black paint, with the words "purchased in such and such a year and month" written on them. The police and militia can directly find the person based on the words on them.

Sheng Chuncheng's grandfather was taken away two or three times a year. He was asked to work voluntarily, and was said to receive an education, and to pick rocks for reservoirs or highways.

Therefore, whenever a project is started, it is also the time when the police and militia are most active in catching gamblers and gangsters.

By the time Sheng Chuncheng was born, his grandfather was no longer so ridiculous. Mainly because younger gamblers no longer looked down on these moneyless old gamblers and would not play with them. Their own reputations in the village and at home had long been

They stink, and their prestige has been ruined. Others think it is natural for their children not to give them money.

These old gamblers have no money but still have a gambling habit. They still get together every day and gamble for a dime or two. Even the police walk by them and don't bother to care about them.

After Sheng Chuncheng's parents started driving a minibus and had money, they never helped his grandparents renovate their house. They were afraid that his grandfather might lose the house one day after getting a new house. Unexpectedly

This old house, which no one wanted, eventually became a shelter for Sheng Chuncheng's family.

His uncle lamented that when his parents were still alive, they complained about their two sons all the time and refused to build new houses for them. The uncle said that if they had built new houses, they would still belong to other people. Chuncheng, your family would probably not even be able to hide.

Wherever it rains, there will be no rain. This is God’s will.

Grandpa is so unconventional. He is out all day long, so his grandma has to do all the things at home. In fact, there are no big things at home. People in the mountains don't even have to work in the fields. They only have some housework, but housework

In this way, if you are diligent, you can finish it in a while, or you can procrastinate and keep yourself busy for a whole day.

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Chuni had just been weaned at that time and was being taken care of by her grandma. Grandma felt that she had to raise two pigs, seven or eight chickens, and take care of her granddaughter. She was already the busiest and hardest working person in the world.

When her parents go back, she will nag them for a long time. Why do Sheng Chuncheng's parents dare to leave Sheng Chuncheng at home?

In addition, after the two of them got into the minibus, they became more active and gained a new understanding of the outside world. Sheng Chuncheng was their only son (Chunming had not yet arrived at that time), and they had the hope that their son would become a great success, so he kept it at home.

, they were also worried that they would learn bad things from their grandfather who was a gambler, so they took care of them themselves. When they got out of the car every day, Sheng Chuncheng would sit in the car with them.

When there were a lot of guests and there was no room in the car, my mother would ask Sheng Chuncheng to get out of the car, give her seat to the guests, and tell him not to run around and just wait here for us to come back.

Sheng Chuncheng agreed wholeheartedly.

But the problem is that it takes at least more than two hours for my parents to drive back to the hometown and then back to Pailing. The journey is not very far. The main reason is that when they reach the village, they have to wait for the seats to be full before setting off, so the waiting time is relatively long.

How could Sheng Chuncheng wait at the minibus station for more than two hours? Often as soon as his parents' minibus started running, he would run away and go to Pailing Street to play.

Sheng Chuncheng's favorite place to go was a watch and clock engraving shop, which was one of the few state-owned stores at that time. The store was on the first floor of the original Pailing Department Store. The department store had been divided into small stores and rented out to individual owners.

Engaged in various businesses, only this clock engraving shop has been preserved because engraving belongs to a special industry and not everyone can operate it.

The area of ​​the clock engraving shop is not large, about a dozen square meters. After entering the door, one side of the counter is for engraving seals, and the other side is for clock repairers. Every time Sheng Chuncheng goes there, there are the same two people inside, and the counter for engraving seals is

, is a man in his thirties, with a face so pale that there is no trace of blood.

Over there at the clock counter was a man in his fifties, wearing round reading glasses. There was a chain attached to the frame of the glasses. When he stood up to talk to the customers outside the counter, his reading glasses were hanging on his

's chest.

On the wall inside the clock counter and inside the glass counter, there are various clocks hanging on display, including old-fashioned wind-up self-ringing clocks, and various later mechanical clocks. There are definitely no electronic clocks.

Sheng Chuncheng once heard a watchmaker say disdainfully to a customer who came to repair a battery-powered watch:

"This kind of electronic watch does not need to be repaired. It stops running because the battery is dead. Just replace the battery."

The customer said: "I have already changed the battery, but I still haven't left."

"Then just throw it away. This kind of electronic goods is not valuable anyway." The clockmaker said to the customer. The customer rolled his eyes at him and walked away.

What attracted Sheng Chuncheng in his childhood to the clock and engraving shop was the dozens of clocks hanging on the wall and the dozens of watches placed on the counter. The hour and minute hands of different sizes, lengths, colors and materials were all neatly arranged.

The ground points to the same direction and scale. They check, chirp, chirp, chirp, and clank. Although their voices are different, they are all uniform and orderly.

Sheng Chuncheng, who was not very good at recognizing clocks, felt that time was carried away by these different mechanical sounds. They were complex, not single, but while being complex, they also maintained the same rhythm.

Sheng Chuncheng would often get lost in the jungle of time, staring at a certain clock or watch for ten or twenty minutes.

This seems inconsistent with his naughty character, but it fits well with the temperament of the watch shop.

In the clock and watch engraving shop, the most attractive thing to Sheng Chuncheng was the watchmaker. To Sheng Chuncheng in his childhood, he was very mysterious and even a bit otherworldly.

The intonation and pronunciation of Chun'an dialect are very conflicting. If several Chun'an people are talking together, people who don't understand them will mistakenly think that they are quarreling. However, the clockmaker's voice is always slow and soft.

He was very soft-spoken and soft-spoken. Even when he told his guests that they could throw away his electronic watch, the guests still couldn't lose their temper and could only roll their eyes at him.

And when he put on a magnifying glass on one eye and started to repair the clock, Sheng Chuncheng felt even more like he was casting magic at this time. The whole watch shop suddenly became quiet and separated from the noisy streets outside. Nothing could do it.

Let him raise his head, he has already separated from this world and exists.

As Sheng Chuncheng lay there, he felt that he was very much like the clockmaker at this moment, and Mr. Lan he was holding was like the clock he was leaning towards her.

Sheng Chuncheng kept touching and comforting Mr. Lan, and told her, relax a little, don't be nervous, just leave it like this, okay, okay, let's do it, let's continue like this, Sister Lan, if it hurts, just tell me, let's take it slow.

Take your time, yes, that's it, do you feel it...

Sheng Chuncheng felt like the watchmaker, who was repairing Mr. Lan's broken precision instrument slowly, softly and softly, instead of having sex with her.


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