Siheyuan: Start with a big car

Chapter 99
It was cold and dry.

The old locust tree with crooked neck at the village head of Nantai Commune has bare branches, shivering in the bitter cold wind.

Under the big tree, three or four commune members in ragged cotton jackets covered their eyes with their hands and looked into the distance.

The distance was quiet, only the old raven was flying in the cold wind, and the faces of the members were a little disappointed.

Cui Shanmin, the commune accountant, gathered his cotton-padded jacket and moved to the side of the commune director Cui Shanhe.

"Director, more than half of the food in autumn has been ruined by the hailstorm. Every family has no food. Even the wild persimmons behind the mountain have been scooped up by those women. What will happen in the future!"

"Mountain people, your ideological consciousness is not very good. Didn't the steel rolling mill allocate grain, and when the grain arrives, our commune will be able to survive the winter, and life will always get better."

Cui Shanhe was also a little anxious as he knocked the pipe and pot loudly.His house was shut down at noon today.

However, as the secretary of the commune, he knew that he must not show any uneasiness during the critical period.

"Brother Shanhe, am I in a hurry, we've been waiting here for four or five days, and we haven't even seen a ghost."

Cui Shanmin curled his lips and said: "Who knows if the people in the city have forgotten us? If this continues, I think even the pig raised in our commune will have to be stewed for it."

Cui Shanhe's bull eyes stared, and his face was so dark that ink dripped out: "Mountain people, don't think I don't know your little thoughts. Seven or eight years ago, our commune lost a cow. Did your nephew Cui Dake do it?" What? This big fat pig is going to be given to the machinery factory, and we still expect them to help us repair the agricultural machinery, if you dare to make up your mind, be careful that I will incite you!"

Cui Shanhe is the director of the Nantai Commune, and brought the villagers to deliver food to the soldiers during the war.

His leg was limped by a bullet while crossing the battlefield, and he was very prestigious in Nantai Commune.

Under the angry reprimand, Cui Shanmin was also a little scared, shrunk his neck and said in embarrassment: "The gods here are not giving me a good face these days, it just rained heavily for seven or eight days in a row a few days ago, and there may be another heavy rain in the sky. If the car doesn’t come again, it may take another four or five days.”

Cui Shanhe hit the pipe pot with a scythe, took a deep breath, and his cloudy eyes burst into light: "The living can suffocate to death with urine? It's not like we haven't eaten bark before. How many people are there on the barren slope behind the village?" Ten elm trees, we organized the women in the village to cut off the bark, send it to the oil mill, grind it into fine flour, then mix it with chaff and grass powder, knead it into cornbread, steam it in a pot, and it can handle it for a while."

Cui Shanmin played with the Kela in his hand, but didn't say a word.

The elm noodle can survive, but after eating it, it will make your stomach bloated and get angry, and you can't poop.

He didn't want to eat any more in his life.

It seems that he still has to find Cui Dake to find a way, that kid has a lot of ghost ideas, and he will definitely be able to get food.

"Oh, it's wasted waiting again, let's all go home and drink water!"

After waiting all morning, the commune members got up one after another before the comrades from the city came to deliver the food.

At this time, there was a crisp horn sound in the distance.

The members all stopped and looked into the distance.

They cheered when they saw the head of a green truck appearing on the road.

"Ooooh~~ The food delivery comrades are here!"

Of course, Li Weidong, who was sitting in the truck, also saw those members, and he stepped on the brakes slowly.

"Folks, is this Nanshi Commune?"

"Hi comrades, I'm Cui Shanhe, director of Nanshi Commune, are you delivering food from the rolling mill?"

Cui Shanhe stood on tiptoe and looked into the front of the car. There were at least ten tons of grain in the sacks filled to the brim.

His mood suddenly relaxed. With these grains, Nanshi Commune can have a good year.

"Go, I'll lead the way for you, let's drive the car to the commune warehouse."

Cui Shanhe took out a crumpled cigarette case from the inner pocket of his cotton-padded jacket, took out a cigarette and handed it to Li Weidong,
Then he hurriedly led the way ahead.

He still didn't forget to tell Cui Shanmin: "Hurry up, ring the big bell and let every household come to the commune warehouse to receive food."

The dull bell of "Dang Dang Dang" cut through the cold of winter, and the whole commune suddenly boiled.

People came out of the cramped adobe houses, holding cloth bags, baskets, and dustpans in their hands, gathered into a long queue, and flocked to the warehouse.

Cui Shanhe had already asked someone to set up a lifting scale at the door of the warehouse, and Cui Shanmin, the only literate person in the village, was responsible for distributing the food.

"Don't crowd the big guys, every household has a share, according to the head!"

Most of the members of the commune lined up neatly.

However, Li Weidong saw a member of the commune wearing a black padded jacket walking through the crowd.

He has a square head with big ears and brows, and is not tall. He looks no different from other honest members.

But he teased and laughed with several female members, and unknowingly inserted himself into the front of the line.

Li Weidong took a closer look and was stunned.

Isn't this guy Cui Dake!
It seems that the plot line of "Man is Iron, Meal is Steel" has not yet started, and this guy has not gone to the machinery factory yet.

In the original book, Cui Da is a character comparable to Xu Damao.

No, he is not as good as Xu Damao.

Although Xu Damao also plays with little girls and flirts with aunts, but he really gives money, and he never has to force it. It belongs to you and I will.

Xu Damao wouldn't be considered a bad guy if he hadn't betrayed Lou's family later.

Cui Dake is different. In order to stay in the machinery factory, he gets drunk and rapes doctor Ding Qiunan.

In this day and age, losing one's virginity is the most shameful suffering for a woman, and it means enduring the eyes of relatives, friends, and neighbors.

Cui Dake is a guy with pus on the soles of his feet.

Seeing Li Weidong frowning, Niu Meng asked concerned: "Master, what's the matter, are you feeling unwell?"

"No, I just met an old acquaintance and thought of some fun things."

"Old acquaintance?"

Niu Meng was a little suspicious. Master really has many friends, and he can meet acquaintances in mountain villages more than 200 miles away from the capital.

Cui Shanhe felt relieved when he saw that the commune members had started to receive food.

He told Cui Shanmin a few words, and then came to Li Weidong.

"Comrade driver, take a rest in the commune. It's almost noon now. I'll ask my mother-in-law to make you two bowls of pimple soup for your belly."

Li Weidong didn't refuse either.

In addition to delivering food, his task is to ensure that the food is distributed to every member.

There are thousands of people in Nanshi Commune, and it may take a long time before the food is divided.

The so-called gnocchi is a soup made from gnocchi, which is thicker than porridge, and it can be regarded as a delicacy for entertaining guests in Nanshi Commune.

I don't know where Mrs. Cui got the shallots. The thin oil flowers are floating, and the light green leaves are spread on the bottom. The soup is clear and fragrant!
Li Weidong had been busy all morning, and his stomach was already growling.

Blow off the hot air, hold a bowl in your hand, tap it along the side of the bowl, and quickly finish the whole bowl of pimple soup.

Even a little porridge water flowing from the edge of the bowl was quietly scraped up and quickly sucked into his mouth.

We are the driver, how can we be so worthless like Niu Meng, licking the bottom of the bowl!
With food in his stomach and his body warming up, Li Weidong got up swaying, ready to check on the distribution of food.

"Zhi Ning", the dilapidated door was pushed open from the outside, and a commune member rushed in holding a cigarette.

"Comrade Li Weidong, my name is Cui Dake, Cui is."

(End of this chapter)