passionate youth

Chapter 56

Come on, come on, go on!
The whole Sunday, Jiang Ping'an and Chen Xiuzhen, apart from eating and going to the bathroom, spent time between you and me, and finally had enough of their addiction.

At around four o'clock in the afternoon, Jiang Pingan took advantage of the fact that the neighbors were all at home and didn't wander outside, so he said goodbye to Chen Xiuzhen and went back to school.

The wind and snow are still there, the weather is gloomy, and the wind is cold.

"Xiuzhen and Sister-in-Law Miao each have their own advantages and disadvantages. One is as pure as Bailian but unrestrained, and the other is obedient and obedient." Jiang Pingan recalled.

"And both of them are beautiful, with a good figure, full and plump, making people love it, and I have nothing to say about my blessing!"

"If there is a chance to bring the two together in the future, hey, I'll look forward to it after thinking about it! But I'm afraid Xiuzhen won't agree..."

With the wind and snow hitting his face, Jiang Ping'an returned to the school dormitory in a happy mood, thinking of beautiful things.

"Are you back safely? Seeing your smile, this Sunday should be very pleasant!" Zuo Peilin greeted him with a smile.

The rest of the dormitory was also there, Jiang Pingan nodded and smiled and said, "Fortunately, you came back from home so early?"

"I left home after lunch, I can't go early, I'm afraid I'll be late." Zuo Peilin said with a smile.

The school discipline is very strict, late arrivals and early departures will be recorded in the file, and more than three times are repeated admonitions, and they will be sent back to the original unit.

So no one dares to joke about their own future.

After sitting and talking for a while, the dinner bell rang, and everyone went to the cafeteria with white porcelain jars.

"Did you change the taste tonight? Black steamed buns with paste, and pickled shredded radish!"

Just after lining up, Zuo Peilin stood on tiptoe and glanced forward, his face full of surprise.

Black buns are made from sorghum noodles, and the thick ones are called "bran dumplings" which are dry and difficult to swallow.

The thinner ones are called steamed buns, also known as "buns". They are not nutritious, but they can satisfy one's hunger without being starved.

Sorghum noodles are actually not that dark, but reddish in color.

The real black steamed buns are made of buckwheat noodles, mixed with sweet potato flour to make them so black.

Sweet potatoes are often eaten, and people can't bear it, so they are processed into sweet potato flour, which is often mixed with other grains.

The newly baked black steamed buns are so dark that they look devoid of appetite.

But when people are hungry, as long as there is something to eat, no matter how hard it is to swallow, it will still taste delicious.

Jiang Ping'an often eats big fish and meat, and it is rare that he didn't use the space to transfer today. He ate three black buns, which tasted pretty good.

Just like people in later generations, when the food is ready, eating coarse grains once in a while has a different taste, so it's like scraping oil.

After eating and leaving the cafeteria, Jiang Ping'an still went back to the space to make up for a meal. The three black buns in the cafeteria were definitely not enough.

In the next few days, Jiang Ping'an put all his energy into his studies.

The learning process is boring and fulfilling, and nothing else happens.

The school has strict discipline and there is no conflict of interest among students.

That kind of situation where you hurt me, I hurt you, and all kinds of pretense and slap in the face will never happen.

Jiang Ping'an has made rapid progress. He has already reviewed the junior high school courses, and is now reviewing the high school knowledge.

At the same time, I also took time to brush up the questions, apply what I learned, and integrate all kinds of knowledge.

With the deepening of his study, he became more and more confident about the promotion exam at the end of the year.

Time flew by and it was Saturday afternoon again.

After the last class, Jiang Pingan bid farewell to his classmates and roommates, left school, and started on his way home.

It's too late, there is no bus, that's what it's called these days, there's no such thing as a bus yet.

So Jiang Ping'an could only walk, not afraid of getting tired, and the journey of one or two hours was not far.

When he arrived in the suburbs, Jiang Ping'an released Heizi to let him breathe.

"Wow, woof, woof..." As soon as the dog came out, he ran wildly back and forth in the wild, barking loudly, very excited.

Accompanied by Heizi, the journey home would not be boring.

It was getting late, and Jiang Pingan was walking forward against the wind and snow, looking at a plant in the planting area in the space.

Before entering the city, he spent a lot of thought and consulted a lot of people.

Finally found a dyeing plant that can extract the three natural colors of red, yellow and blue.

They are able to extract red madder and safflower, yellow gardenia and pagoda tree, and blue woad and indigo.

There are three kinds of color matching, and the cloth of most colors can be processed with space.

Moreover, the colors of clothing in this era are monotonous, mostly white, gray, black, blue, yellow, and army green.

Blue, green, gray and black and white are the most used, so there is no need to be too fancy.

"Before leaving the production team, I gave sister-in-law Miao two beds of cotton wool. It shouldn't be cold to sleep at night," Jiang Pingan thought.

As long as the quilt has more patches and the cotton wool is thicker, it is not afraid that others will find it easily.

Miao Hexiang is low-key, and she doesn't go outside to talk nonsense, she knows the seriousness.

"Now that I have the dye, I might give her two more inner jackets, but I won't give her the coat. Let's wear patched clothes!"

"By the way, doesn't she like making cloth shoes? You can also give her some rags. She has been looking forward to this for a long time!"

Jiang Ping'an now has two pairs of thousand-ply-soled cloth shoes to wear, which were given to him by Miao Hexiang. This woman knows how to love others.

"I have enough to wear, and I can't eat less. When I go home this time, I will leave some cornmeal for her to hide and eat secretly."

One's own woman, of course, should be cared for and loved, food and clothing are the minimum requirements.

It’s fine if you don’t have one, and you can’t be too stingy if you have one.

The reason why Miao Hexiang didn't leave any food before was because Jiang Pingan had no other source of income to cover up.

"It's not easy to give her meat, but you can give her a can of oil. Even if you eat mush, adding some oil can supplement your nutrition."

The jars for the gold bars are useful.

It was completely dark, and Jiang Ping'an was walking on the road, even if he didn't turn on the flashlight, it was like daylight.

"Uncle Chen, don't know if he lives in the commune compound or in his hometown in Shangshui Village? I'm going to pay a visit."

Chen Zezhong became the director of the publicity section of Dongjiazhuang Commune, and the commune would definitely give him a house to live in.

"He likes to drink, so give him a jar of bar!"

The baijiu produced in the space is not inferior to Maotai, Wuliangye, and Xifeng liquor, and even better.

No matter how much you drink, it won't get on your head. It is clear and mellow, with elegant aroma, sweet and moist in the mouth, and endless aftertaste.

"What should I give Aunt Jiang? Some rags, too. This stuff is the most practical."

"In addition, Uncle Dahai must not forget that it is most suitable to send half a bag of sweet potatoes and half a bag of potatoes."

Although Jiang Ping'an hasn't joined the job yet, he is able to eat commercial food and has a monthly scholarship.

Occasionally going back to the village to bring something to give away will not arouse suspicion.

Of course, the premise is not to send too expensive things.

"Let's go to the production team first. If Uncle Chen moves to live in the commune, he will go back to the tenth team directly. When he comes back tomorrow, he will visit Uncle Chen's house."

After making up his mind, Jiang Ping'an strode forward, and the dark night that stretched out his hands did not affect him in the slightest.

"There are chickens, pigs, cows, sheep, and rabbits in the space, but there are no horses, otherwise you can gallop on horses!"

In fact, it is also possible to ride a bull or a bullock cart, but the scalper is not like the water buffalo, it is easy to be confused, and no one is allowed to ride it.

However, the ox cart was not as fast as Jiang Pingan's walking in the deep snow, so it was better to walk on foot.

"In the future, you will have to raise a few horses, mules or donkeys to travel. When traveling alone, it will save a lot of trouble."

(End of this chapter)