Fengcheng old events

Chapter 107 Enough Food?

Facing the heavy snow and severe cold, Zhang Qingzhi returned to Zhangjiabao.

The heavy snow this year is so heavy that people can no longer walk on the mountain road at Songshutai, and can only go around along the national defense road.It is too slippery, and the stones that are usually used to kick the feet become skateboards under the snow, and they fall when they go up.

Those who have not traveled a long distance in the heavy snow can't imagine the feeling.

The wind blows the snow onto the face and body, and pours it into the collar of the trousers. Every step I take, I have to use all my strength, otherwise I will not be able to stand.The heavy coat and cotton shoes weigh more than ten catties, and I start to sweat after walking a few steps.Still have to carry things.

In the snowy wilderness, you can't rest after sweating. If you stop, you will be completely frozen. You can only persevere, persevere, and move forward.

There are no people on the road, and rural people will never go out in such weather without major incidents.Too much to suffer.

Your feet are heavy, your body is heavy, and the things you carry are also heavy, and you have to fight against the wind. It’s okay to go up the mountain and the slopes, but you have to walk against the wind when you reach the mouth of the mountain. Walk forward.Really one step at a time.

Fortunately, after passing the Lingkou, it is all downhill.

Turning down the mountain along the National Defense Road, it is at least three or four kilometers longer than in summer.

The road surface is also slippery. There is no one to plow the snow here. The trucks coming and going make the snow hard and smooth. Every step must be careful.Falling in such weather is quite dangerous.

Finally, he made it to the old walnut tree. Zhang Qingzhi could barely move his legs. He gasped for air, and white smoke several feet long came out of his mouth.The whole person is emitting white steam like a small steamer.

I believe that few people have tried the feeling of sweating but dare not and cannot take off the cotton hat.

Stepping on the shoveled snow ladder from the ridge, he moved down step by step, and finally fell down at the small bend of the vegetable cellar, slipped and threw himself into the snow nest with his things.There were dogs barking in the yard, and the flock of chickens grazing under the tent flapped their wings and ran away.

As soon as the door opened, Zhang Wanli came out with a big cigarette bag: "Who is it?"

Zhang Qingzhi stood up with difficulty: "Master, me."

"Qingzhi? Oh, why are you back now? It just snowed yesterday." Zhang Wanli put the big cigarette bag in his hand on the window sill and strode over to open the tent door.

Zhang Qingzhi took off his hat and patted the snow on his body, Zhang Wanli grabbed him and said, "Go into the house, get in the house, don't sweat all this out of the wind."

Zhang Qingzhi was going to get something from the snow, Zhang Wanli pushed him into the yard: "Hurry up and get into the house, I'll get the things."

There was no snow in the yard, and the snow was blown clean. The puppy was sniffing and jumping around Zhang Qingzhi, and the chickens stood a few meters away and looked at it.

A few steps into the house.There are two worlds inside and outside the house. Although the yellow mud thatched house is dilapidated and ugly, it really keeps warm.

Zhang Wanli came in with his things, and the room was pitch black as soon as the door was closed.

"Turn on the light, Qingzhi is back. Jing Yi, come get some hot water."

Crack, the light bulb on the stove lights up.Usually, it is reluctant to turn on the electric light unless it is a last resort.Electricity costs money.

Zhang Jingyi came out from the back room and saw Zhang Qingzhi couldn't help but smile on his face: "Is everything all right at home?" He came over to help Zhang Qingzhi pat the snow off his body.

Zhang Wanli carried the things into the house, and Zhang Jingyi scooped hot water from the pot and brought them in: "Wash quickly. Take off your shoes and wash your feet too. Go to the kang."

Zhang Qingzhi took off his coat, washed his hands and face, then took off his cotton shoes with great effort, and soaked his feet in the basin.

Zhang Jingyi took out Zhang Qingzhi's frozen shoes and put them on the stove to dry, then came in and asked, "Have you eaten anything? Are you hungry?"

Zhang Qingzhi wiped his feet and climbed onto the kang: "It's okay, let's have dinner together. I'll lie down for a while. This year, the snow is too heavy."

Zhang Wanli said: "That's right, the cattle pens in the fort have collapsed. You should take off your cotton trousers, the trousers are all wet." He came over and pulled the quilt off the cabinet.Zhang Qingzhi took off his cotton trousers with icicles hanging from his trousers, and got under the quilt.

"In the future, if you want to go back, go back in Xiaqiu. Winter is too painful and dangerous."

"It's okay, it's just cold. There are a lot of things in the factory this year. I'm on a business trip, and when I come back, I have to renovate the equipment, so I have some free time."

"Jin Rong and the child are doing well, aren't they?"

"It's all good. The child is strong, and he's looking for it. Guixin is on the street now, and he's paid a month's salary. Everything's good, so you don't have to worry about it."

"That's good, that's good. This time I slipped and walked so far, and I can't help you if you are in a hurry. You guys are doing well outside."

"Where's my dad?"

"I went for a walk in the woods. I've been walking for a while, and I'm coming back soon. This year, the snow is heavy, and there are more animals. I killed a few pairs of pheasants two days ago. You take them with you when you leave. The tail hairs are beautiful. Let the children play."

"No, we don't lack meat over there, so you can keep it."

Zhang Jingyi added firewood to the stove, the kang heated up, and puffs of white smoke rose from the hems of the cotton trousers placed on the top of the kang.

"Is nothing going on in the castle this year?"

"It's okay, the movement is not doing much now, that is, a few conferences are held after autumn to talk about policies. Your second sister-in-law is going to give birth again, and maybe she is in front of Jin Baoer again. Maybe a month or a month later.

Your father has been making arrangements for your fourth son to see him these days, and he doesn't know what's going on, and I didn't inquire about it either. "

Zhang Qingzhi smiled: "The fourth child is going to find someone else, the time is so fast. It's time to look for him, he is only four years younger than me."

Zhang Wanli picked up the cigarette pouch: "Your fourth brother is a simpleton, and he will be a troublesome person in the future, so maybe you have to take care of him. I think your second brother's stuff is disgusting."

The figure outside the window swayed, Zhang Wanzhi came back, slapped his body in the outer room, stomped his feet in, and hung the dog fur hat on the wall: "Qingzhi is back."

Zhang Wanli asked: "Did you slip anything?"

Zhang Wanzhi sat on the edge of the kang and bent down to untie the cotton bag: "It's just a little rabbit, I'll hang it outside. I guess I have to wait a few days."

Zhang Qingzhi said: "Dad, uncle, Guixin and I plan to take my mother to live there for a while, and come back after the second child is born. I go to work every day, and she has a big belly and has to take care of the eldest. Can my mother help me?" I'll take care of it."

Zhang Jingyi froze for a moment: "Shall I go?"

Zhang Wanzhi said: "Go, aren't you panicking right now? We can't help with anything else, so let's go and watch the kids make meals. Jin Rong, who is in a world of ice and snow, doesn't even have a strong stomach."

Zhang Jingyi sat on the edge of the kang and thought for a while: "Is there enough food? How many mouths did I go to?"

Zhang Qingzhi said: "That's enough. The factory was distributed, and I returned some coarse grains. Now Guixin also has wages, and life will get better and better in the future."

Zhang Wanli asked: "Have you lost your household registration? Have you lost your food allowance?"

Zhang Qingzhi said: "The household registration has been lost, but it is still an agricultural household, and the food allowance is still the same for the time being. I will think of a way. There will always be a way."

(End of this chapter)