"The sea is the dragon, the sky is the earth, and the clouds are the hometown of the crane."

Fushan Haiyun Temple is mainly used to "make peace and pray for a good harvest" for the people. In addition, the first tide day in Shanghai is the sixteenth day of the first lunar month, and people set the sixteenth day of the first lunar month as temple fair day.

Because the temple fairs mostly have sugar balls, the Haiyun Temple Fair became famous for its sugar balls.

"Sister, brother-in-law, I'll go shopping in the candy ball!"

Du Xiaoshu excitedly raised the car key in his hand. Xiaoju's mother was eager to stop him. Qin Dong was going to Beijing tomorrow. The two seemed to be together every minute. Seeing her girl reluctantly looking, Xiaoju's mother felt very distressed.

"Let's go out and take a picture." Qin Dong agreed with a smile.

For the people of Qinwan, the New Year is only about the end of the Sugar Ball Club, and he has to finish the New Year in Qinwan.

It was snowing heavily, and in the misty wind and snow, the temple fair was filled with festive reds and pedestrians. On the long stone street, red lanterns and red glass sugar balls were all on both sides.

The people holding the children, the couple joining each other, the whole family is moving, the people holding balloons, the tigers shaking, and the little bamboo flute... The crowd is bustling and very lively.

It seemed that his tall father appeared in front of Qin Dong again. He raised Qin Nan on his shoulders and shuttled through the crowds of people. In the heavy snow, he was wearing a military cap, carrying a gun, and holding a candied haws in his hand. He ate all over his cheeks and face.

"Brother-in-law, sister, it's prosperous and lucky." Du Xiaoshu disappeared in a blink of an eye, but in a blink of an eye, he appeared again. Five sugar balls more than one meter high were handed over, and Qin Nan and Wu Yue took them with a smile.

A sugar ball made of hawthorn, yam, soft dates, oranges, etc., take a bite and it’s sour and sweet, and the taste of life is all in it!

The sugar balls are red, and the Chinese are always the symbol of "red" as a symbol of good fortune. In Qinwan, coastal fishermen are used to eating a bunch of brown sugar balls before going to sea to symbolize the good fortune of the year.

Qin Dong also wants to go out to sea, so he knows the brother-in-law's intentions.

Du Xiaoju also looked at her younger brother with a smile, "You have a conscience, your brother-in-law is not good to you."

The temple fair is just a bustling place, a piece of land is encircled, or a dry boat, a stilt, or a show or a donkey. There will always be cheerers who are three layers inside and three layers outside.

Qin Dong couldn't help but take a long breath when he was eating the sweet and sour sugar balls. During this hot Spring Festival, he really didn't want to leave home and leave Qinwan.

Du Xiaoju leaned against Qin Dong and stood in front of the red lantern above her head. Her fragrant face also touched her. In the redness, the heavy snow in front of her was as misty as an oil painting.

Qin Dong felt itchy. In the fiery red lanterns and the heavy snow like flying flowers, he approached Du Xiaoju's ear, "Don't stop Turpan and Shaolin Temple, just call it sugar balls...

"Go, your child looks like a candy ball..." Du Xiaoju looked at him angrily, pretending to twist his ears.

...

In the early 1990s, Beijing was demolished everywhere in the wind and snow, times were developing, and cities were changing dramatically.

After walking out of the train station, Qin Dong took a breath of cold air. There were not many passengers at the train station, and there was no longer a group of passengers that continued to flow.

"Master, are you from another place?" The taxi driver looked back at Qin Dong. There was a picture of the model opera on the car. I haven't heard these songs for many years. "Don't say it's you, we old Beijingers, who have worked in other places for a year or two, and they can't find their own home. Maybe they will be demolished next year and the whole alley will be moved away..."

Oh, Qin Dong quickly told himself that he had got his courtyard and saw it. Just as he was thinking, the pager rang.

"Well, those who are rich now are all big brothers..." The taxi driver looked at Qin Dong behind him.

"Then let's buy one too, how much does it cost?" Qin Dong smiled.

"You? It's about 20,000 or 30,000." The brother from Beijing glanced at Qin Dong again and said nothing. Nowadays, the young man who was a 20-year-old man can afford to buy his elder brother!

Brag!

"Young man, in our China, you don't have to pay taxes, but this money is not snowflakes. The north wind blows all over the sky..." In the 1990s, Chinese society seemed to have entered the era of looking at money. The driver smiled, "Where are you from?"

"Chinese, didn't you say it just now?" Qin Dong smiled. Along the way, he was amused with the driver while looking at the bustling Qianmen Street, where bicycles, vans and pedestrians were intertwined, which was very lively.

The taxi drove to the Xicheng District Guesthouse, which is also the place where the Japanese training group will report to this trip. "Master, please wait for me and I'll come out immediately."

"Get it, I'll wait here." The driver smiled and raised his hand to his forehead, and saluted as if he was pretending.

"Qinwan Rongya Brewery, Shanhai Province, Qin Dong." In front of a small table at the reporting site, Qin Dong smiled and handed over the letter of introduction.

"You are Comrade Qin Dong, hello." The staff of the China-Japan Youth Friendship Association stood up, "Why did you come..."

Oh, am I late? Qin Dong smiled and looked at his watch, and took out another business card. This was printed by Chen Shifa before leaving. In the 1990s, there was no business card. He was reluctant to say that you were the head of a factory when you went out.

The staff took over the business card, which read "General dispatcher and chief engineer of the State-Open Rongya District Brewery in Qinwan City, Shanhai Province; Director of the Second Beer Factory of State-Open Rongya District, Qinwan City, Shanhai Province."

"Director Qin," the staff became even more enthusiastic, "Oh, why did you come? That comrade, I've been waiting for you for a day."

"Which comrade?" Qin Dong followed his finger and saw a young man standing up beside him. He was in his twenties and was about the same age.

"Are you Director Qin?" The other party was very enthusiastic, so enthusiastic that he came over to shake hands directly, just like an old friend who had never met in his lifetime.

"Are you?" Qin Dong thought for a while. His memory was quite good, and he really did not have such a friend.

"Don't guess, you don't know me," the other party said in a Beijing film. "I know, you are going to Japan for training. Tonight, I will wait for your dispatch before you go to Japan."

ah?

Qin Dong looked at him, "Comrade, didn't you say that too, don't we know each other?"

"Don't you already know each other now?" The young man looked very smart and well-behaved. "Where are you going today, I'll give you it." He pointed outside, and an Audi car parked outside, very solemn and grand.

"Look at me, I'm just talking. This is for you." He ran to the seat and came with a cardboard box from his bag. Qin Dong glanced at him, oh, it was amazing, he was a big brother!

Well, what did you say just now!

The staff also looked envious and surprised. If you don’t recognize me, you will give me the elder brother when you meet me!

"Don't, I don't recognize you, I won't receive any rewards without any merits," Qin Dong waved his hand quickly, "I have a car," he pointed to the taxi waiting outside. Nowadays, there are many yellow surfaces on the streets of Beijing, and there are very few taxis. "I won't bother you anymore."

"No need to worry, no need to worry," said the young man, and he ran out quickly, "Master, please go, I'm here to serve you. By the way, how much does the car cost, I'll pay you one by one."

The driver looked at the young man, "What, I'm prying the job? Forget it, I don't have to worry about the guests. From the train station to here, there is a total of..." He had already seen Qin Dong, holding a box in his hand. Oh, the driver stopped talking. Is money really flying like snowflakes these days?

In a blink of an eye, people took the big brother!

"Don't look, there's one person in this door." Qin Dong smiled and joked. Before he finished speaking, the taxi door was opened and the driver rushed into the guesthouse.
Chapter completed!