I was married off to a disabled hero in lieu of marriage; my in-laws doted on me and I aspired to gr

Tears streamed down the younger sister's face as she searched for her brother; her heart was heavy with sorrow at his absence.

Longing for loved ones with strained eyes, through countless seasons of blooming and withering flowers, ah…

I long for my loved ones, through the blooming and fading of flowers over the years. Back then, Brother Ding was taken from his village and forced to leave. Now he has been released from the mountain gully. I long for him to return to the village and seek justice. Ah... I long for him to return to the village and seek justice.

A thousand words weigh on my heart, I wish to follow in my brother's footsteps, his footsteps. May spring reign forever, may our homeland's mountains and rivers be beautiful, ah, may our homeland's mountains and rivers be beautiful, ah…

As soon as New Year's Day passed, the first heavy snow of 1979 covered every corner of Huailin City.

The school, the streets, and the courtyards were all playing the same song on a loop: "Sister Searches for Brother with Tears in Her Eyes".

People forgot the cold brought by the auspicious snow. Whether they were students, workers, cadres, or ordinary citizens, they were all talking about the movie "Little Flower" showing in the cinema.

Huailin University was about to have its summer break, and no one was in the mood to study. After class, the female students gathered together and sang emotionally: "Sister searches for brother with tears in her eyes, her heart is filled with sorrow for not seeing her brother..."

The song is like a narrative poem, subtle and profound, with a lofty artistic conception, which filled the students with sorrow.

The male students joined the female students in singing along, each with only one dream in their hearts: how to get a movie ticket.

The school often organizes movie screenings for students in the auditorium, and students place all their hopes on the school.

"Don't get your hopes up. The school can't schedule any of Xiaohua's shows at all. Organizations all over the country are scrambling to broadcast them."

He Yuan's words dampened the students' enthusiasm.

"Teacher, when will it be our school's turn?"

Some students were still unwilling to give up.

"I heard the city government will hold a screening before the new year, and government officials and their families will get priority. However, you won't be able to get tickets. If it's our school's turn, it'll probably be around July or August next year."

He Yuan also really wanted to see it, but movie tickets were extremely hard to come by.

Only one person in the whole class has a chance to be the first to see "Little Flower," and that is Qiaoqiao.

On Saturday night, Hu Xiaomei cooked a table full of dishes: braised pork, duck stew with sauerkraut, shredded potatoes, steamed glutinous rice sausage...

Looking at the table full of dishes, Zhou Zhonghai asked in confusion, "Are we celebrating the New Year early?"

Qiaoqiao, Zhou Wenhui, Luo Meiyun, Hu Xiaomei, and Yu Fu all smiled obsequiously. Zhou Zhonghai was shocked: "You, you're all possessed?"

"Dad, have some duck leg, stewed with sauerkraut, it tastes so good!"

Qiaoqiao tore off a duck leg and put it in Zhou Zhonghai's bowl.

"Dad, glutinous rice sausage, we only get to eat it once a year. Sister Hu spent the whole afternoon washing it."

Zhou Wenhui placed a piece of glutinous rice sausage into Zhou Zhonghai's bowl.

"Old Zhou, don't you like braised pork? Eat it, then you won't have to eat pumpkin anymore." Luo Meiyun smiled affectionately.

Yu Fu was about to pick up some food when Zhou Zhonghai quickly grabbed his rice bowl and huddled it in his arms, asking, "What kind of conspiracy are you plotting?"

"Dad, I'm just being filial to you. What kind of conspiracy could our family possibly have?"

"Old Zhou, you've gone too far," Luo Meiyun said coquettishly.

"You're definitely up to something. I don't like being so attentive for no reason. Qiaoqiao, tell me, what is it?"

Zhou Zhonghai watched the people at the table with the caution of an eagle, not daring to eat a single bite of food.

"Dad, it's like this..."

Qiaoqiao put down her chopsticks and smiled innocently: "The municipal government is showing a movie at the Huailin City Cinema on the 22nd. We...we want to go see it, but...we don't have any tickets."

Qiaoqiao stammered out the answer.

Zhou Zhonghai breathed a sigh of relief, put his rice bowl on the table, and took a bite of braised pork: "This matter scared me to death. Was it that brother and sister? Fu Sanjun offered me the tickets, but I didn't take them. What kind of relationship is that? That kind of movie is not suitable for our family."

"dad……"

"dad……"

"Old Zhou..."

"Commander Zhou..."

The whole family let out a mournful cry, filled with extreme anger.

"You prepared a whole table of food just to see your brother and sister?" Zhou Zhonghai's hair stood on end.

"Dad, what brother and sister? 'Little Flower' is a beautiful movie that blends family, friendship, and love. You're so ignorant and incompetent, and now movie tickets are so hard to come by, and you still don't want them?" Zhou Wenhui was so angry that he put down his chopsticks and couldn't eat anymore.

Qiaoqiao sighed, Luo Meiyun sighed, and Zhou Xiaowei sighed as well.

"Why are you sighing, you little brat? You're not learning good manners from your father."

Zhou Zhonghai glared at Zhou Xiaowei, who giggled, "Grandpa didn't have movie tickets, so Grandma is unhappy."

"Who says I didn't...?"

Before he could finish speaking, everyone at the table stared intently at Zhou Zhonghai, their eyes gleaming.

"It's just a movie ticket, right? Fine, I'll ask Fu Sanjun for it."

"Dad, get a few more tickets, we want to go too."

There are seven people in the family. Xiaowei doesn't need tickets, but we still need to get six.

Tickets were in high demand, and Zhou Zhonghai needed six.

"No problem, I'll take care of it for you. At worst, just give me the tickets for Sanjun and his secretary."

"Wow, Dad, you're amazing!"

"Dad, there's still one duck leg left, please have it."

"Commander Zhou, would you like some plum wine? It tastes excellent."

The whole family doted on Zhou Zhonghai, and he seemed quite pleased with it.

Zhou Zhonghai was delighted, drinking plum wine and eating a big duck leg. Life couldn't be better than this.

The next day, as soon as Zhou Zhonghai entered the office, he called Fu Sanjun in.

"Fu Sanjun, come, have some tea. A timely snowfall promises a bumper harvest; this year's snow is really heavy."

Zhou Zhonghai enthusiastically brewed tea, and Fu Sanjun's back broke out in a sweat.

Governor Zhou is not a particular person. Normally, he wouldn't even pour himself a cup of cold water, let alone tea.

"Governor, what are your instructions?" Fu Sanjun took the tea, placed it on the coffee table, and dared not drink it.

"The Lunar New Year is almost here, what kind of instructions could there be? Let's talk it over."

Two brothers? The closer they are, the more dangerous it is.

"Fu Sanjun, you said yesterday that the municipal government was going to organize a movie screening for its employees?"

"Yes, since you said you didn't want to watch it, I transferred the ticket to someone else."

"Who was it transferred to?"

"There are many people who want it..." Fu Sanjun didn't know what Zhou Zhonghai meant.

"Fu Sanjun, I only need six movie tickets. They need to be on my desk tonight," Zhou Zhonghai ordered directly.

"Governor Zhou, six?"

"Hey, it's just a few movie tickets. Why are you haggling with me?"

"No, no, I'll go get it, I'll definitely get it."

It's just six cards, you make it sound so easy. My old commander only gives one to each person. You want six at once. Even if I give you my three, you'll still be short three.

Fu Sanjun had gone to great lengths to get three tickets, intending to take his wife and son back to the city to watch a movie, but now that plan was ruined.

Fu Sanjun didn't even dare to drink the tea. He rushed to the Municipal Party Committee Trade Union, only to find that all the trade union's coupons had been distributed, and there were no coupons left.

What to do? Of course, the union chairman should give up his vote! Even the municipal party secretary gave up his vote, so what is the union chairman hesitating for?

Before leaving get off work in the afternoon, six movie tickets were neatly placed in front of Zhou Zhonghai.

"Fu Sanjun, is this movie really that good? My son and daughter-in-law almost got into a fight with me over a few tickets," Zhou Zhonghai asked curiously.

"In the past, we mostly watched war movies. This movie is a story about soldiers and local people, and it's very touching."

Fu Sanjun chuckled awkwardly, thinking that his wife and son would probably turn against him too.

"Really? Thank you, Fu Sanjun. Is it the 22nd? I'll go check it out myself."

"Yes, yes."