Take Arada back to the past

Chapter 118, the dog's life is really good

Back home, Yang Xiaole took breakfast and started to eat.

A bowl of white rice porridge and two steamed buns of Erhe noodles are relatively good.

This was saved for the autumn harvest.

I didn't want to eat too greasy food early in the morning, so I ate the porridge and steamed buns with a sigh of relief.

Cleaned up the lunch box, and was ready to practice martial arts in the space.

After eating the previous granules, his body has recovered, even slightly surpassing his peers, but it is not enough.

In the future, if you go out to do errands, you will definitely not be able to do it without a good body.

Space is not available all the time.

After entering, turn on the vision function of the space to prevent people from entering suddenly. The three-meter radius is actually too small to wrap up the home.

Feed the animals something to eat.

Looking at the few remaining large green bricks next to it.

This thing is a big brick on the city wall, and one piece is almost fifty catties, or about 48 catties to be exact.

After thinking about it, I got some straw ropes and tied a brick.

Tried to mention it.

Using both hands, I can barely lift it up, but it won't last long, but at least there is a standard.

With the comparison, he started training.

The old man is not at home, and no one cares about him now, so he is not needed to earn work points.

Taking drugs, and three kinds of drugs together, a set of nine sets of movements alternately training back and forth.

A morning passed quickly.

It's time for lunch, so I went out for a meal.

The lunch at noon is not bad, it is all dry, and there is meat to eat, which is worthy of the name of this autumn harvest meal.

"Boss, it's definitely not going to work according to this schedule. I don't care about the sweet potatoes. I'll harvest the corn, rice and soybeans first. These must be handed in. I'll see the sweet potatoes when the time comes."

Yang Qingwen was muttering with his father.

Yang Qingwen said with a smile: "Dad, don't worry, I have a plan. According to this collection method, the winter wheat must be too late. If the grain collection is slower, it will be slower. I don't care about the sweet potatoes. When the time comes, I will feed the pigs, Director Zhang said." , this food is handed over, and it will be used as a reward for the completion of production in the future, and it will all be given to us. There will be no shortage of food at the end of the year."

The old village chief hesitated a little, but thought that it was the people from the commune who said it, so he nodded slightly in the end.

Yang Xiaole was listening there, pondering.

There are about 300 people in the village, and there are only about 70 laborers in total. Half of the male laborers were transferred to pull coal.

There are more than 30 left, and more than half of them have to be transferred to practice things.

There are only a dozen people who can really collect food.

How could it be possible to harvest in time? In the past, so many people rushed to harvest when they were there, and they were exhausted. Now there are fifteen or six people left, harvesting nearly 600 acres of farmland.

One person can only harvest less than two mu of land a day, and there is more than half a month to harvest all the grain.

Moreover, there will be threshing, harvesting of grain, and getting the grain to the commune.

How can there be time to plow the ground and sow seeds.

It's strange to get it.

As for the food, in his memory, it seems that he went there and never came back.

Eating quietly.

It is estimated that they are worried that the staple food will not be harvested in time.

During the meal, Yang Qingwen gave orders to all the children. From now on, except those who cannot leave, all the children will go to the field to place corn cobs.

Calculate work points.

Yang Xiaole was naturally among them.

He doesn't really want to go, but he can't do it if he doesn't go. It's the same thing to get work points or not. Now people have this power.

"Xiao Le, we will be together later!"

Gou Sheng came over quietly, smiled at him, and prepared to join forces later.

Yang Xiaole nodded, it doesn't matter.

It is said that he came to this world, because of his physical problems, he really never worked in the fields!
"Okay, let's go together this afternoon."

He looked around, but he didn't see Yang Xiaohu's figure, so he probably went to join the coal pulling team.

After lunch, I went home and took a straw hat, changed into long-sleeved clothes, and prepared to go to work in the field.

Lunch break during busy farming season?Think too much.

I guess today is just a warm-up, and tomorrow I have to get up before dawn, and I have to go to the field without breakfast. When it gets hot, I have to eat some food and then go to work.

Then eat in the afternoon, and work until about ten o'clock in the evening.

This has been done in the past.

During the slack season, the baskets made of vitex or bamboo are now in handy.

The old people in the village were also dispatched, looking at the grain at the threshing ground, and driving away the surrounding birds with the children who could not go to the fields.

Avoid eating grains.

By the way, peel off the recovered corn husks, that is, peel the corn.

It's also very lively.

On the farm side.

Women chop corn there and arrange the felled corn neatly.

In fact, it is best to collect first at this time.

But if you don’t cut down the corn, you won’t be able to work once it gets dark. Kerosene lamps also cost money, and there is a ration.

Impossible to have one for everyone.

After cutting it down, just hang lanterns nearby sporadically.

Yang Xiaole, Gousheng, Wendong, and a group of middle-aged and half-children in the village were breaking sticks there.

"Hey, this is sweet!"

Yang Wendong broke off a pole with red corn roots, broke it off, and took a bite.

He said with a smile to the others.

Yang Xiaole took a piece and tasted it, it had a slightly sweet taste.

Everyone else is in the same situation, looking for edible sweet corn stalks while breaking the cobs.

Every time I find one, I am very happy.

Looking at this scene, Yang Xiaole guessed that this is also the joy of children in this era.

In his previous life, he couldn't understand this kind of happiness.

But after the experience, this is a deep understanding, because the supplies are too scarce these days, and we can only choose the taller one from the shorter ones.

"Zhao Jinhua, who is Zhao Jinhua, I have your letter!"

Tiantou, not far from Yang Xiaole, the postman came directly to Tian.

Hearing the shout, the old lady who was working not far away came over strangely, followed by Yang Mancang and Tian Cuihua.

Tian Cuihua thought it was a letter from her eldest son!

He hurried over and asked, "Is it Yang Xiaolong's letter? I'm his mother!"

The postman shook his head, "No, it's someone named Fu Laojiu, why does he have such a name?"

Zhao Jinhua, who had just walked over, was shocked when she heard the name.

He froze on the spot.

The body is a little excited, but the face is very calm.

Then he pretended to be excited and said, "Is it really called Fu Laojiu? Then my brother."

After receiving the letter, he opened it and looked at it in place, without any scruples about the people next to him.

"Here's another package!"

Seeing this, the postman gave her the package as well, and left directly.

When Tian Cuihua heard the letter was not from her son, she immediately lost interest, but she didn't leave, she stood by and waited.

Just take a break.

She also wondered what was in the package.

Yang Mancang also saw his wife's excitement.

Stretching out his head for a look, he smoked a pipe and asked, "What's the matter? Why do you have an extra clan brother?"

Zhao Jinhua ignored him, and only handed the letter to him after reading it.

"Here, see for yourself! Didn't I tell you? I follow my mother's surname. This is the son of my uncle's family. I haven't contacted him for many years. I don't know how he found me."

Yang Mancang stretched out his head to look, then shrank back, and muttered: "It knows me, but I don't know it either!"

Then he asked, "Did you say anything?"

"Oh, he said that he went to Qingdao during the war and has settled there all the time. He just came back these years and is now in the city. Let us visit him if we have time."

Zhao Jinhua said happily.

Looking at the other party's posture, Yang Xiaole shuddered, goosebumps all over her body.

Are you so excited?

Did you really find your brother?

But this surname is a bit strange, Fu?

Yang Mancang just glanced at it and then walked towards the field, smoking a pipe.

The old lady put away her things and left.

Yang Xiaole was thinking there, now that he is in the city, and he is a close relative, the Yang Guangping family is about to prosper!
Xiaohu is such a good dog!

I didn't care about it, and worked quietly. .
As for what was in the package, he didn't care too much, since he didn't own it anyway.

I thought it would be so late tomorrow!

That night, there were lanterns all over the field, barely illuminating the vicinity of the cornfield.

We worked until ten o'clock, when the captain blew his whistle, and then we called it a day and went back.

Originally, Yang Guangzhi promised to come back around noon, but he didn't come back for dinner at night.

At the end of the day, no one bothered.

Back home, Yang Xiaole had just taken a shower, and only then did he see his father returning with his fourth child in a hurry.

Seeing the two people enter the door, Yang Xiaole was surprised: "Father, why did you come back so late?"

While fetching water to wash his face, Yang Guangzhi said, "Your mother's house was not cleaned up. Today we cleaned it up there before we came back."

"Oh, what about the mother's work?"

"It's still waiting for the notice. It's not clear when I will arrange to go to work."

"What about our account? Can it be done now?"

After Yang Guangzhi washed his face, he handed the towel to Xizi, took out a cigarette and lit it, and said: "I asked, the director said that there are too many people going to the city now, and the transfer of children's household registration should be stopped for a while, and priority is given to the labor force to go to the city." .And for your mother’s situation, you have to register with the Municipal Bureau before I can apply for you. It will take some time.”

Yang Xiaole frowned.

He was a little worried that the time would be too long, and it would be troublesome to go to the city when he encountered streamlining.

But there is no other way now.

"Oh, by the way, I'm worried that you didn't eat, so I left a few steamed buns for the two of you, let's eat and sleep first, I'll get up early tomorrow."

Yang Xiaole opened the upside-down rice bowl on the table, and inside were four steamed buns with two noodles.

Xizi directly took one and bit it.

a little hard.

Yang Guangzhi didn't eat, and said to him: "I ate over there at night, go to bed first, and I have to work tomorrow morning!"

Yang Xiaole nodded.

Thinking of something, he yelled at Yang Guangzhi, "By the way, Dad, don't worry, I'll tell you something. If they ask tomorrow, you can follow what I said."

(End of this chapter)