passionate youth

Chapter 2 The Neighbors Fight Again

Come out of space.

Jiang Pingan walked to the field with a hoe and a basket on his back.

On the way, he pulled a lot of grass roots and planted them in the space, which can be used to raise chickens and ducks.

The drought is severe this year, and a small piece of winter wheat planted in the private plot grows sparsely.

Jiang Pingan didn't dislike it, put down the basket, and carefully dug up the wheat seedlings with a hoe.

"This is the staple food! Only by planting it in the space can people be at ease!" He was full of energy.

The soil was frozen solid in winter, but fortunately Jiang Ping'an had strength, so he wasn't tired, just hungry.

After working for nearly two hours, all the wheat seedlings were dug up and planted in the space, and Jiang Ping'an instantly felt at ease.

"There is also a small piece of radish and Chinese cabbage..."

As for private land, besides a little staple food, most of them grow vegetables, sweet potatoes, potatoes and so on.

However, most of the land is now vacant, and crops will be planted after the beginning of spring next year.

The frosted radish and Chinese cabbage are delicious, sweet and crisp.

Unfortunately, the size is not big.

The radish was only as thick as a thumb and about ten centimeters long, and the largest cabbage weighed only one or two catties.

It took Jiang Ping'an half an hour to harvest all the radishes and cabbages and put them in the storage space.

"I'm so hungry!" Jiang Ping'an lamented, his stomach tightened from hunger, his eyes turned black, and he was sweating profusely.

Taking a few deep breaths and pulling himself together, Jiang Ping'an hurriedly picked up his backpack, twisted his hoe, and walked back.

"There is still a catty or two of cornmeal at home, which is the life-sustaining ration for nearly ten days this month. Let's eat it first."

The relief food distributed by the commune is first distributed to the brigade, and then the brigade distributes it again every month.

This is to prevent some people from eating enough food without considering the consequences, and eating up the food in three or two days.

When I got home, I put down my basket and hoe, and went to the kitchen to light a fire and boil water.

Open the rice vat, there is a shallow layer of stick noodles on the bottom, and Jiang Ping'an filled it up in a large bowl.

The corncobs are crushed together with the corncobs, and the grains are thick, and they are made into steamed buns to eat and stick to the throat.

"Just this thing, it's a luxury to want to eat with an open belly."

Jiang Pingan sighed secretly, picked up the stick noodles and went to the stone mill in the corner of the kitchen to grind them.

More than a catty of cornmeal is ground into a fine powder in twos and fives.

After collecting it, Jiang Ping'an took the bamboo plug and filtered the stick noodles again, leaving only fine powder.

It was getting late, the wind was cold, and the cold wind blew into the kitchen, whining.

The water in the pot boiled, and Jiang Pingan grabbed seven or eight taels of cornmeal and sprinkled them into the pot and stirred them evenly.

"I don't have enough rice, let's make some soup. Let's eat it tonight! It's delicious!" Jiang Ping'an's eyes lit up, and he swallowed.

I'm very hungry now, and I don't have time to make steamed buns or other things.

Jiang Ping'an put the remaining stick noodles in a large bowl and put them in the space for storage.

"There are also salt and sauerkraut, put them away too."

The salt is only more than a catty, and it is packed in clay pots, but the sauerkraut is a large jar, weighing dozens of catties.

Jiang Pingan grabbed half a bowl of sauerkraut and kept the paste to eat, while the rest of the salt and sauerkraut were put into the space.

"Chop the sauerkraut into fine pieces."

Jiang Pingan immediately chopped the vegetables with a knife, and quickly chopped up the sauerkraut and put them in a bowl.

Turning around and coming to the stove, the mush was already cooked, a little too much.

Jiang Pingan looked around and found that the clay basin for washing his face was just enough, so he quickly cleaned it.

Then beat the paste out of the pot and put it in a clay pot.

"It's five catties of mush, I feel like I can finish it!"

The corner of Jiang Ping's mouth twitched, then he cleaned the iron pan, boiled a pot of hot water, and washed his feet at night.

Hungry, he sat down at the three-legged square table with a bowl of mush.

Pour half a bowl of sauerkraut into the basin and stir evenly.

Taking a deep breath of the faint fragrance, he buried his head and wolfed it down.

In less than half an hour, Jiang Ping'an finally regained some energy after eating a pot of mush.

"People are iron, rice is steel, and if you don't eat a meal, you will be hungry!"

He patted his belly comfortably, and took out half a pack of cigarettes that the original owner exchanged for eggs from his pocket.

This cigarette is called economy, and it costs eight cents a pack.

Tobacco factories all over the country have tasks to produce various "economy" brand cigarettes.

Although it is cheap, the taste is not bad, the smoke is rich, natural, soft and delicate, the taste is rich, comfortable and smooth in the throat.

Jiang Pingan took out one, went to the door of the stove, took a red charcoal with tongs, and lit the cigarette.

Taking a deep breath and exhaling thick smoke, Jiang Ping'an showed a satisfied expression on his face, feeling that this day can be passed.

After smoking, he got up and washed the pots and chopsticks. Jiang Pingan took a flashlight and walked to the next ear room.

The entrance to this side room is a dry toilet, and the bottom is a cesspit.

Further inside is the pigsty, with a layer of wooden boards on the top, and firewood is stacked neatly.

The pigsty has been idle for several years, and the original owner did not raise pigs, so it became a chicken pen.

At night, the chickens stopped running around, and huddled together when they came back, and caught each one accurately.

Jiang Pingan managed to catch the three chickens very smoothly.

Then the figure flickered and entered the space.

Two hours in the real world, one month in space.

After a few hours, not only the vegetables planted grew sprouts.

The weeds brought in in the afternoon are all green and green, which is just right for raising chickens.

In the corner of the space, on the green grass, Jiang Pingan's heart moved, and he circled an acre of land.

A human-high earth wall was erected, and the chickens were thrown into the wall to prevent them from running around and damaging the crops.

Three chickens entered the space, ran to the grass and grabbed a grass nest, and then huddled together to rest.

"It seems to be affected by the biological clock, so I go to bed when the time comes."

Jiang Ping'an made a puddle on the edge of the grass to attract spring water so that the chickens would not die of thirst.

"Come in tomorrow morning, I don't know if the eggs laid by these chickens will be broken?"

It's getting dark soon, and it gets dark early in winter, no more than seven o'clock at most.

If you get up at seven o'clock tomorrow morning, it will be equivalent to half a year in the space.

Native chickens lay hundreds of eggs a year.

Jiang Ping'an was not high-minded. He was satisfied if the two chickens could produce a total of one hundred eggs overnight.

The only thing that worried Jiang Ping'an was that space and time flowed fast, and the eggs were not collected, and they were probably broken.

"If you have nothing to do at night, don't rush to sleep, just keep an eye on it. Eggs are precious these days!"

State-run businesses, supply and marketing cooperatives, private businesses and the catering industry can freely purchase fresh eggs in the market.

The purchase price of eggs is [-] cents, and the sales price is [-] cents, with fluctuations of a few cents.

In fact, there is a lack of material these days. Even if you have money and tickets, you may not be able to buy eggs.

Leaving out of the space, Jiang Pingan didn't rush to leave, but found several large bundles of bamboo poles from the firewood pile.

The bamboo poles were retracted into the space and landed on the two vegetable fields of green beans and cowpeas to be used as supports.

Walking out of the ear room, I was about to go back to wash my feet, when I heard wailing and cursing from Luo Manzi's house next door.

"I beat you to death, you bitch, I'm so courageous, you dare to meddle in my affairs?"

"Luo Manzi, I'm fighting with you! Give me back my ring, ahhh..."

"You crazy woman, a hen that doesn't lay eggs, why don't you die!"

"If you want to die, you will die. If you die today, I will remarry tomorrow!"

"..."

"Fighting again?" Jiang Pingan laughed and ran to the next door.

"Miao Hexiang has a docile temperament, she must have been provoked, otherwise she wouldn't dare to fight Luo Manzi."

Jiang Pingan ran to the door of Luo Manzi's hall, and saw the couple wrestling together, already angry.

Luo Dayong grabbed Miao Hexiang's hair and kicked Miao Hexiang's stomach.

Miao Hexiang opened her teeth and claws, pinched and scratched Luo Dayong's face, and Luo Dayong's face was covered with blood.

"It's a crime! It's a crime!"

Jiang Ping'an patted his thigh, and was about to step forward to break up a fight, when Luo Manzi let go of Miao Hexiang's hair.

Then he ran out of the door like a gust of wind, and said loudly to Jiang Ping'an, "Ping'an, help her!"

Then, disappear into the night.

"Luo Manzi, you are going to die, give me back my ring!"

Miao Hexiang chased out with disheveled hair, but was hugged by Jiang Pingan: "Sister-in-law Miao calm down!"

"You are chasing too fast at night, what if Brother Manzi falls and breaks?"

Miao Hexiang was stubborn for a few times, but didn't move, so she had to let Jiang Pingan hold her, and then said with tears streaming down her face:

"Ping An, he stole my ring, woo woo..."

"It's all a family, how can it be called stealing?" Jiang Ping'an raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"Besides, the ring is only a piece of copper, so it's not worth much."

If it was gold or silver, it would have been secretly sold by Luo Manzi for food, and it would not have waited until today.

Miao Hexiang wiped away her tears, sniffed her nose, and said aggrievedly: "That's my mother's dowry!"

After a pause, she came back to her senses. She was still being hugged by Jiang Ping'an at the moment, so she blushed and said shyly:
"When do you want to hug me, let me go..."

(End of this chapter)