Rebirth of Rural Literary Life

Chapter 2 Settlement
"Master, why do you ask people to stay here? It doesn't look like a workable person. What are you trying to do!"

"What do you know? Why can't the young and strong guy be able to work? The team is short of labor."

He Ping fell into a dazed sleep, and heard the conversation between the old captain and his wife.

In the morning, I drank sorghum rice porridge that hurt my throat.

The old captain said that Han Tiesheng, the head of the village, died a few years ago. The old man had been beaten all his life as a bachelor and had no children. There were two old houses left, which had been vacant for He Ping to live there.

He Ping is not afraid of anything, and he agreed very quickly.

After breakfast, the old captain took He Ping to the head of the village. There were three small bungalows facing north and south in the spacious courtyard. office location.

The old captain entered one of the rooms, rummaged through it for more than ten minutes, and picked out a lot of things, all of which were daily necessities.Matches, pots and pans, sorghum rice, tattered bedding...

Take the sack and go back.

The house that the old captain arranged for He Ping was not far from the brigade’s house. An old loess house five meters square stood at the head of the village, and there was a jujube tree beside it. It's the beginning of the year.

He Ping took a closer look, good guy, the windows are all paper.

The old captain entered the room, and He Ping followed.

Entering the house from the bright outside, the eyes felt a little uncomfortable for a while, it was very dim.

The earth wall is the same as the old captain’s house. The entrance is a small room with a width of more than one meter. There is a stove, which should be the kitchen, and the next door is the living room, which is empty.

"Later, I'll ask the accountant to go to Jishang to bring you some stuff and play a quilt. The sorghum rice comes from the team. Come to me after eating, but it has to be counted as rations."

He made full mental preparations as soon as possible, but the situation in front of him was still beyond He Ping's mental capacity. He was born in the 90s. Everyone who eats is a problem. Is this the 70s that many people miss? Pregnant with your grandma.

He Ping nodded heavily.

It is said that there is nothing to clean up, and all the conditions of the family are left here.

"You are young and your body recovers quickly. You will rest at home for two days and come to me the next morning. I will take you to work. Don't worry about the settlement. We will talk about it when we have a meeting in the commune."

"it is good."

After instructing some daily expenses, the old captain left.

He Ping looked around, all right, poor and white.

With a bald broom, he swept the heated kang, and then swept the floor.

There used to be an old saying that there was no room and no land, which described people living in poverty. He Ping now has a house, and the rations are probably divided among the team, but why does he feel that his life is worse than having no house and no land? Miserable.

I went to the outside of the house and inspected for a week. This old house is located alone at the head of the village. It is 80 meters away from the nearest house, and there is no courtyard wall. Two or three meters away is the dirt road into the village. In time to catch up with the village, the old jujube tree next to the house has begun to sprout, and spring is here.

He Ping walked around the house for a long time, not knowing what to do.

The old captain didn't understand He Ping's situation, and he still regarded him as a fully alive person. Although he was born in a rural area before crossing, it was after all a matter of the 90s, especially since his family was in the coastal area, so the living conditions were not that bad. Coming to the end of the 70s when the material was poor, how could I get used to it for a while.

The bewildered mood was broken by the laughter of the two teenagers.

The two brothers Han Zhaojun and Han Zhaoshe walked up to He Ping, "Hi Brother He, my name is Han Zhaojun."

"Ah!" As soon as He Ping heard the name, he immediately reacted, took Han Zhaojun's hand enthusiastically, and thanked him repeatedly.

"Second brother, let me say that he must know." Brother Han Zhaoshe said proudly to Han Zhaojun.

"Go!" Han Zhaojun pushed his younger brother to stop him from talking nonsense, "Brother He, we met the old captain on the way, let us come over to see what you can do to help."

Han Zhaojun looked seventeen or eighteen years old, with blue fluff around his mouth, and his younger brother Han Zhaoshe looked thirteen or fourteen.

Just now He Ping was complaining that the old captain didn't care about him, but he didn't expect that he would take care of him in a blink of an eye.

He Ping said enthusiastically: "I haven't thanked you brothers for saving your life yet, but now you come here to help, I really don't know what to say."

"Brother He, you are welcome. The old captain said, you just fell into the water and you are not yet in good shape. Let us two brothers help you out in the past two days, which is half a job!" Han Zhaoshe said carelessly.

It turned out to be the case.

"Don't be in a hurry to work, let's sit in the room for a while."

He Ping greeted the two of them to enter the room, but was embarrassed to find that there was not even a stool to sit on.

Seeing this scene, the two Han Zhaojun brothers didn't say much, and started to help He Ping with work.

If you want to clean up your house, you must first have water. He Ping's house has a water tank and a rice tank, but there is really no water.

Han Zhaojun asked He Ping for a while, and he went home to fetch water bowls and poles, and when he came back, he took him to the well to fetch water.

The well is not too far from He Ping's house, more than 100 meters away.He Ping had seen this kind of well when he was a child. The well was not deep, only about ten meters. The diameter of the circular wellhead was about one meter. Hemp rope, with an iron hook tied to the end of the hemp rope, is used to hang the water reel.

Han Zhaojun hung the water shaft on the hook, then shook the handle of the derrick to put the water shaft down, filled the water shaft with water and then shook it up.

The two buckets of water are filled, and the pole is carried on the shoulders. The movements are very rhythmic.

He Ping was a little embarrassed. After time-traveling, his physical age was twenty years old. Before time-traveling, a man in his 30s would have the nerve to ask a child in his teens to help with such heavy work.

"I'll come, I'll let you do this job." He snatched Han Zhaojun's pole and put it on his shoulder. Before he could take a few steps, the water shaft swayed left and right, spilling a little of the water , I am still tired enough.

Seeing this, Han Zhaojun quickly took it over, "Brother He, let me do it."

He Ping blushed a little, and didn't argue anymore. It's not that he didn't do rough work when he was a child, it's just that he didn't remember how to do these rough jobs after so many years of inactivity.

Han Zhaojun was used to doing these jobs since he was a child, and he walked like flying, without any hesitation, and the two arrived at the place quickly.

After Han Zhaojun picked up the water, he and his younger brother helped He Ping clean up the house again, and then went out. He did not know where to bring some bundles of corn seeds and corn sticks, which were specially used for cooking.

Seeing that Han Zhaojun even brushed the big iron pot on the stove for himself, He Ping was moved, but at the same time he was really sorry, he was a big man, and it was really unreasonable to ask two and a half boys to help him, so he hurriedly snatched the job Come here, say nothing and let the two do it.

Preventing the two from continuing to help, He Ping originally wanted to give back something to the brothers, but after searching for a while, he found that the poor family really had nothing to offer.

"I'm so sorry, this house is bare and there's no tea. Don't be surprised, you brothers."

He Ping has always been a person who respects me a foot, and I respect others a foot. Whether it is saving him from the reservoir or coming to help today, He Ping is full of gratitude to the two brothers Han Zhaojun.In the era when He Ping lived, there were no such enthusiastic neighbors. Everyone lived their lives behind closed doors, never interacting with each other.

Rustic and enthusiastic, this is probably why people miss the 80s and [-]s.

(End of this chapter)