Take Arada back to the past

Chapter 274: I, with my amazing bones, am a unique martial arts wizard.

There is no water underneath the three small white marble bridges at the entrance to the main hall.

The yellow glazed tiles and the double eaves verandah roof have the same specifications as the Taihe Hall in the museum.

Entering the main hall, several people were watching.

What you can see directly is a shrine at the main entrance enshrined with three tablets: Fuxi, Huangdi and Yandi.

There are six shrines on the left and right, and there are more than ten or twenty tablets placed in each shrine. There are more and less tablets.

There were slightly more people in the hall.

Several people looked there curiously.

However, Yang Xiaole did not focus on the shrine, but looked at the dozens of pillars in the hall.

Because there had been no repairs, the pillars at this time had exposed their inner materials.

The whole thing is golden nanmu.

Looking at all drooling.

And the bricks on the floor are also good stuff.

"Golden Brick"

But this thing is either made of gold or real bricks.

But the making of this thing is very particular, and it must sound like gold and stone when struck, so it is called "gold brick".

It takes two and a half years for a brick to go from production to delivery.

Moreover, each one must be engraved with the name of the craftsman. If it breaks before its useful life, the family will be confiscated and the family will be exterminated.

So the quality is very good, and it is the only kiln that fires bricks and is called an imperial kiln.

After reading the materials, he started to read in the palace.

188 shrines sounds like a lot, but when they are placed together and you glance over them, you can see that there are only eleven grids in total, which is quite fast.

In the middle, he also saw the scene of students from No. [-] Girls' High School helping to clean up in the palace.

A few little guys were wandering around there.

There are a lot of sacrificial items in the hall, and there are a few portraits of emperors on both sides. It seems that they were passed down from the past, but I don't know if they are imitations.

He was curious, but he still finished reading it.

"Hey, brother, why is there no Qin Shihuang?"

Xizi came over and asked suddenly.

Yang Xiaole was stunned for a moment, wasn't there Qin Shihuang?

There is no Qin Shihuang who is known as the one emperor through the ages in the temples of emperors of all dynasties?
His eyes quickly glanced over, but there really wasn't any.

Then he shook his head: "I don't know! How do you know there is no Qin Shihuang?"

Xizi chuckled: "I only know a few emperors."

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole was speechless for a while.

He didn't know the reason here. After all, he just came here to take a look, so he didn't know the specific situation inside.

Hearing what Xizi said, he was also very curious.

Looking around, he looked at Feng Xinyue who was working there not far away, and shouted with a smile: "Hey, Feng Xinyue, why is there no Qin Shihuang here?"

Feng Xinyue raised her head, holding the rag in her hand and said with a smile: "You can see this too? Isn't it amazing?"

While talking, he walked over and said with a smile: "I also heard what they said. It is said that it was Zhu Yuanzhang who said that after the death of Qin II, his merits were lacking and he was not worthy of entering the emperor's temple. Qianlong also listed them at that time, except for Wudao who was killed With the exception of the king who lost his country, all the emperors who have ever reigned are among them.”

Yang Xiaole thought about it for a while and felt strange for a while.

Is Zhu Yuanzhang qualified to comment on Qin Shihuang?
Shake it.

After recalling it in my mind, I asked again: "When the Ming Dynasty was destroyed, Chongzhen was in power. According to the emperor who destroyed the country, his tablet should not be here!"

Feng Xinyue shook her head blankly, "I don't know."

While thinking, a student next to him who was also a girl's middle school smiled and said: "Because, Emperor Qianlong felt that the reason why the Ming Dynasty perished was entirely because of the failure of Wanli and Tianqi. When it was in the hands of Chongzhen, no matter what No matter how hard we tried to save the situation, it was of no avail. So in the end we had no choice but to die for our country.

In Qianlong's view, Wanli and Tianqi were not worthy of entering the Imperial Temple, so Chongzhen entered, but the other two did not. "

After speaking, he left with a smile.

Yang Xiaole nodded slightly upon hearing this.

The ancients said that when three people walk together, there must be a master. This sentence is really true. Even if I am reborn, I cannot be omnipotent.

"Then why aren't there any from the Qing Dynasty? Look, there are none from Kangxi and Qianlong."

Xizi asked again.

Yang Xiaole shook his head: "Have you forgotten what the Ancestral Temple is for? This place is dedicated to the emperors of previous dynasties. The Qing Dynasty was not destroyed at that time, and the tablets are all in the Ancestral Temple."

"Oh!!"

Xizi suddenly understood, nodded frequently, and then ran to look elsewhere.

Feng Xinyue looked at him and said with a smile: "Take a look more. There are usually fewer people here, and you may not see them in the future."

"Oh~~what do you mean?"

"We can't squeeze in anymore. This place will be used as a school. These things may have to be taken to a museum!"

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole secretly thought it was a pity.

I don’t know if this place will be renovated in the future.

However, this compound looks very big, but the house is actually not that big. The most occupied area is the empty courtyard.

After watching for a while, there was nothing interesting to see, so a few people came out.

When they arrived at the compound, several people saw a small temple and went to take a look out of curiosity.

It is actually a clay sculpture of Guandi Temple.

After looking at the entire Imperial Temple, there is not a single sculptured figure. Only this small temple actually worships the Second Master Guan alone.

And it’s sculptural.

But he knew a little bit about this.

You must know that the Qing Dynasty was very martial, and they had great respect for the Second Master Guan. In the past, people in the Qing Dynasty almost all had memorial tablets of the Second Master Guan in their homes.

After watching for a while, there was nothing to see, so the few of us were ready to go back.

I saw several people coming out of the side of the main hall with smiles and some red dates in their arms.

Several people were laughing and talking while eating.

Xizi's eyes lit up when he saw this: "Brother, there must be a jujube tree over there. Come on, go and have a look!"

After saying that, without waiting for anyone else to answer, he immediately ran over.

When we came to the back, we saw jujube trees that were held by one person one by one, and there were several children holding bamboo poles to beat jujubes underneath.

It's a pity that all the ones at the bottom have been swept away, and only the ones high up are there.

There are some rotten dates scattered on the ground.

Xizi came to look underneath and said, "Brother, let me go up and take a look! Pick some. Look, there are a lot over there!"

Yang Xiaole took a look and shook his head: "Forget it, we've already left most of them to be picked, not a few."

It doesn’t mean that all city people can’t climb trees.

Obviously someone who can climb has picked it up.

"It's okay, let me see!"

As Xizi said this, he spat into his hands and started to climb up.

Yang Xiaole took a look, but didn't stop him. Instead, he came to the bottom to prevent the guy from falling.

I saw that Xizi was like a monkey, and he climbed up after a while.

After rummaging for a while, he found a few half-red and half-green dates and threw them down: "Wheat, little sister, keep going!"

"Hey, brother, throw it away, let's continue!"

Xiaomai and Xiaoli looked up happily from below.

Seeing the dropped dates rolling around, I stuck my butt out and followed them to pick them up.

When several children nearby saw this scene, they wanted to pick it up but did not dare to go up. In the end, they watched quietly.

Xizi is quite flexible.

He took off some of the things hidden in the nooks and crannies and threw them away.

Picking is slow, but the harvest is always there.

Soon everyone had two bags in their hands.

Yang Xiaole frowned when he saw Xizi trying to climb up: "Come down, go home. Stop climbing."

"It's okay, I'll...ah~~"

Xizi screamed in surprise halfway through speaking.

This made Yang Xiaole frown to prevent this guy from falling.

"Wasp, run quickly!! Woohoo~~"

I saw Xizi screaming and climbing down quickly, especially at the end, she just slipped down.

There was a hint of crying in the voice.

Yang Xiaole was shocked when he heard it was a wasp. This thing is not a good thing, and it can be dangerous to sting people's eyes.

"Sister, take them and run quickly."

But his reminder was a bit late.

When they just heard Xizi call him a wasp, the two little guys had already run away, their braids almost standing straight.

The eldest sister also ran after hearing the sound.

Yang Xiaole saw that there was no wasp chasing him, but he still took Xizi and ran away.

The group of people came to the side of the main hall and stopped.

"Woooo~~"

Xizi was crying, scratching his neck and covering his eyes.

"Let me see!"

Yang Xiaole held back her laughter and pulled him over.

The bottom of his neck was red, and there was a red bump at the corner of his eye. It was indeed a sting.

Then he pulled his head: "Is your neck pulled by a foreign hottie?"

There are a lot of these things on the jujube trees.

"Uh-huh!"

Xizi nodded while crying.

But looking at the red dates in the eldest sister's pocket, I went to take it out.

I cried while taking it out, and then started eating directly.

Everyone else watching was speechless for a while.

While crying, while eating.

Yang Xiaole couldn't help but laugh when he saw this scene, and patted his head: "You're still eating! Go back and put some toothpaste on it, it'll be fine tomorrow."

Xizi shrugged his shoulders and ate the dates: "I picked them myself, why can't I eat them?"

Seeing this guy's appearance, Yang Xiaole shook his head and went back with a few people.

When I arrived at the compound, I happened to meet Feng Xinyue and several others.

"Hey, Feng Xinyue, I'll give you some of the dates I just picked from the backyard."

He took out some red dates and stuffed them into her hand.

Feng Xinyue was surprised: "Everything has been removed from underneath. Did you climb a tree?"

After saying that, he looked at the crying Xizi: "What's wrong with your brother?"

Yang Xiaole said nonchalantly: "It's okay. He deserved it. He was stung by the foreign hot pepper and his head was bitten by a wasp."

"Ah? Are you okay?"

"fine!"

After Yang Xiaole finished speaking, he smiled and said, "Then let's go back first! It's getting late."

Then he said hello and went back with a few people.

By the time I got home, it was getting late.

Seeing that the corners of his eyes were not swollen, Yang Xiaole asked strangely: "Did you get stung by a wasp or a seal? Why don't you have a bag?"

Xizi shook his head, "I don't know, I didn't see it!"

As he spoke, he took toothpaste and applied it to the red spots on his neck, and also applied a little to the corners of his eyes.

Wang Qiuju heard that Xizi climbed a tree and came over with a feather duster.

"Ah, what did I say? You're not allowed to climb trees, you're not allowed to set fire, and you're not allowed to play with water. You can't remember it, right?"

The beating made Xizi howl again.

"Mom, Mom, I don't dare anymore."

After a few strokes, my mother pointed the feather duster at Yang Xiaole: "Your brother, take him to play and watch him climb a tree? What if he falls?"

Seeing the feather duster pointed at his nose, Yang Xiaole smiled awkwardly: "When I went there, Xizi climbed up and I couldn't even catch him. If you don't believe me, ask your sister."

Going down rivers, climbing trees and setting fires has always been a taboo for Wang Qiuju.

Many people die or become disabled in rural areas every year because of these.

The eldest sister nodded quickly when she heard this: "Well, I can't hold it back. Xiaole can't climb trees."

Hearing this, Wang Qiuju turned around and looked at Xizi angrily.

"You are traitors, you are not going to eat my dates."

As he said that, he ran out directly.

When Yang Xiaole and others saw this, they quietly ran back into the house.

After coming back, several people looked at each other and smiled, took out dates, rubbed them on their bodies, and started eating there.

"Xiao Le!"

While thinking, Wang Qiuju came in with a feather duster.

Yang Xiaole blinked, are you really going to hit me?

But I didn't hit him. Instead, I pointed to the incense table and said, "By the way, there is your telegram. Take a look for yourself."

"Oh~~"

Yang Xiaole agreed, went over to the incense table, opened the drawer and took a look.

There really is a telegram lying there.

Wang Qiuju put the feather duster back and went to cook again.

The eldest sister saw this and patted her chest: "I was scared to death. I thought my mother was going to hit you again!"

Yang Xiaole ignored it and read the telegram.

It was sent by this guy Gou Sheng.

Yang Xiaole was puzzled for a while. It had been four or five days since this was sent. Why did he send the telegram so late?

The reply was naturally that he agreed to join the army.

How did he know, because Huzi was arrested at the station and he was so frightened that he did not dare to go to the commune for several days.

A few days passed before he dared to go to the commune to take a telegram.

After reading it, he spit out the date core and went out directly: "Mom, I'm going out for a while and I'll be back in a while."

"What are you doing?"

"Something."

After speaking, he ran away.

Wang Qiuju looked at his leaving figure and muttered: "I don't know what I am busy with all day long."

Then continued cooking.

Yang Xiaole rode away and went straight to Chen Dalin's home.

It's a day off today, so I shouldn't be running around much.

Sure enough, just as he thought, the other party was cooking at home!
"Uncle Chen!"

"Hey, Xiaole! Why are you here? We just happen to have dinner together later."

"No, didn't we talk about our Zhuangzi serving as a soldier last time? You can do it here. This is his information."

As he spoke, he handed him the rest of the information.

Chen Dalin took the note, looked at it, and nodded: "Okay, I'll leave the note. I've already said hello to your Uncle Li, there's no problem."

"Hey, okay, thank you, Uncle Chen!"

"Hey, are you welcome? Let's eat here tonight!"

Seeing this, Yang Xiaole smiled and refused: "If you don't want to eat here, don't be so polite. Okay, I'm leaving first!"

Seeing that he was unwilling, Chen Dalin did not try to persuade him.

Say hello and ride back again.

When I got home, the noodles had been cooked, and Xizi was eating there obediently. The corners of her eyes were not swollen in the end.

I guess it's most likely sealed.

"Tahini? When did you make it?"

Yang Xiaole looked at a little sesame paste in the bowl and asked with a smile.

This thing only has three festivals (Spring Festival, May Day and Labor Day), and each household only has one or two. This should be the quota for the National Day.

One or two, only the size of an egg.

Actually very few.

"When you go out in the afternoon, I'll go to the grocery store and give you a shot. Eat."

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole ate quietly.

There is only one liang per household, so each member of the family picks up only one chopstick and then it is gone. If you put it in other families, you have to save food.

After eating, we have to wait for the Chinese New Year.

But they were all fucked straight away.

Because he secretly made Erbajiang at home, there was basically no big difference in taste.

The reason why I know this is because this sesame paste is darker in color and looks like what is left after pressing the oil, rather than the regular sesame paste that has not been skimmed.

…………

The next morning.

My mother is the only one in the family who is in the service industry, so she went to work after breakfast.

After getting up, Xiaomai went to learn singing, and Xiaoli ran to learn dancing from Su Ling. The two took the bus together.

Yang Xiaole, on the other hand, rode his bicycle to Qiao Yan's house.

When I arrived at the place, I opened the door and saw the vegetable garden in the courtyard.

Half-red and half-green green peppers hang on the branches, green eggplants, string beans, and some leeks that have been cut several times.

There were also some pumpkin seedlings that had been turned over.

There are some lentils, beans and loofah hanging on the erected shelves.

There is only a little way to walk in the middle.

Dalong and Huzi were already waiting here as promised.

"Uncle Mouse! (Brother!)"

Seeing him coming, several people greeted him one after another.

Yang Xiaole smiled and nodded.

Looking at the unwashed engine oil on the hands of the two guys, they looked disgusted: "You two can't just wash your hands!"

Lin Junsheng and the two felt helpless for a while: "We thought too! We went there every day and never touched the car once. We followed the master there every day to dismantle parts, clean parts, oil, maintain, and wind coils. In addition to taking theoretical classes, At that time, my hands never ran out of engine oil.”

Huzi looked at his hand and said blankly: "This is quite clean!"

Yang Xiaole shook his head when he heard this, and looked at Qiao Yan who pursed her lips: "Now that the work in the construction team is over, do you have any work arrangements in the future?"

Qiao Yan nodded happily: "The neighborhood committee said that I performed well and asked me to go to the street factory to paste paper boxes in the future."

After hearing this, Yang Xiaole thought for a moment and asked her, "By the way, have you ever thought about becoming a soldier?"

If Gou Sheng can serve as a soldier, she can go too.

I feel like she can join the military at her age, and usually they are medical or communications soldiers.

Not too bitter.

Qiao Yan was stunned for a moment when she heard this, then shook her head: "I don't want to be a soldier!"

"why?"

Yang Xiaole frowned. It was difficult to become a soldier in the countryside, but there were not many places in the city.

Due to previous layoffs, there are now very few places to enlist.

Seeing his frown, Qiao Yan was a little nervous: "I..., brother, I will go if you ask me to..."

After saying that, he bit his lower lip tightly.

Seeing her expression, Yang Xiaole thought for a moment: "Forget it. If you don't want to, forget it. It's probably just for these two years. In another two years, work shouldn't be that difficult."

But in my heart, I was thinking about where to find a job for her.

The vegetables in the courtyard were not pulled out because they were delivered to the aunt in the neighborhood committee.

In this case, you can still find the other party to solve the problem.

When Qiao Yan heard this, she lowered her head and did not dare to speak.

She felt as if she had said the wrong thing.

Yang Xiaole got up and prepared to practice with Dalong and Huzi in the yard as before.

"Um...brother, can you...eat here at noon?"

Qiao Yan bit her lip and asked quietly.

After finishing speaking, he looked at the eyes of several people and said nervously: "You... you haven't had a meal here yet! Just one meal, okay?"

Dalong and Huzi did not make a decision, but looked at Yang Xiaole.

See the eyes of the two people, and then look at Qiao Yanxi's eyes.

Finally, he nodded: "Okay, it's rare that I see you resting, so I'll eat here." "Hey, okay, then I'll cook."

She looked happy after getting permission.

Thinking of something, he took out a small cloth wallet from his pocket and stuffed it directly into Yang Xiaole's hand.

"Brother, this is the money I earned this year. I just made up a round amount and give it all to you!"

Yang Xiaole took the money bag, looked through it a little, and frowned: "Why did you give me the money? You can keep it for yourself!"

Qiao Yan looked at the money handed over and was confused: "Why should I keep it? If I don't give it to you, who should I give it to? My parents are gone. This money will be used for you to get a wife in the future!"

Then he smiled and said: "I'm going to cook!"

After saying that, he left with a smile and went to the kitchen.

Yang Xiaole took the money and looked at it briefly to figure out how much it was.

Exactly 100 bucks.

She silently calculated in her mind that Qiao Yan didn't have a job, not even a temporary worker. She only worked part-time to earn a living, which was only about ten yuan.

I guess I only went to the construction team a little more.

Take away the basic daily expenses, and the money is all here.

In other words, except for the basic expenses of four or five yuan a month, she spent almost nothing.

After thinking about it for a while, he collected the money and gave it to her later.

Huzi watched him put away the money and said with a smile: "Uncle Mouse, can you go to the basement to get a bottle of wine for lunch?"

Yang Xiaole looked at Lin Junsheng who had the same hope and said with a smile: "Why don't you get it yourself? If you want to drink it, get it yourself!"

Lin Junsheng smiled and shook his head, "That's not possible, I collected it all for you!"

"It's okay, you can take the drink yourself, there are so many!"

Although he collected it late at the time, Dalong couldn't help but there were so many people helping him find it!
There were four or fifty people, and each of them got twenty or thirty bottles. Most of them were wine, followed by cans.

If you don't eat it, the canned food will probably expire.

After thinking about it for a while, he said to Lin Junsheng: "Dalong, please find a time to share that can with the brothers. They will get two bottles of wine a month."

"what?"

Lin Junsheng was surprised: "Uncle Mouse, you worked so hard to dig a tunnel and then bought the things back, and then you gave them back?"

"It's okay, keep some in your compound and share the rest."

He was not short of money. He did this mainly to give his father a back-up and to find a source for these things.

In order to avoid asking questions one day, just bring them here to have a look.

Another part is to win over the younger brothers.

Now there are basically no problems with my father and uncle, and they won't ask too many questions, so there is no point in keeping these things.

Later on, I will find opportunities to fill in some of it, and I will be able to smoothly transition through the three years.

Dalong and Huzi looked at each other and said nothing in the end.

When I came to the compound, I took off my outer coat, and several people were practicing kung fu there.

After practicing boxing, kicking, and stick training, the whole morning passed quickly.

"time to eat!"

Yang Xiaole put a stick against Da Long's neck and stopped.

Lin Junsheng put away the stick and panted: "Uncle Mouse, how did you practice? It's only been less than a year, right?"

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole made a joke: "You know, I met an old beggar on the overpass before. When the old beggar looked at me for the first time, he said: Old beggar: Young man, I am surprised to see your bones. , is a unique martial arts prodigy. I have a secret book here. I think it is destined for you, so I sold it to you for 10 yuan!"

Tell the joke for future generations.

Then he laughed and said: "I was so excited that I bought it immediately."

He was joking.

But Lin Junsheng and the other two took it seriously: "Uncle Mouse, what's the secret book?"

Huzi was also thinking there: "According to what you said, Uncle Mouse, that old beggar should be a master."

Seeing the serious expressions of the two people, Yang Xiaole couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

This joke was so embarrassing.

The two people didn't know this joke, but they took it seriously.

He waved his hand and said, "Okay, go get a bottle of wine from the bottom, and bring up two cans of braised pork and a can of ham."

Hearing this, Huzi felt happy for a while and ran away quickly.

"Wash your face and eat!"

Qiao Yan poured the water, placed it on the tripod, and greeted several people.

Upon seeing this, Yang Xiaole went over to wash his face and sat on the table.

It is convenient to have a vegetable garden to eat vegetables.

Stir-fried lentils with bacon, stir-fried bacon with green beans, stir-fried leeks, scrambled eggs with peppers, and scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

There is no fresh meat, only bacon.

At first glance, it turned out that Qiao Yan didn't eat much and had marinated the meat.

Naturally, he sent the eggs a few days ago.

Plus the two cans I just brought over, they haven’t tasted so good during the Chinese New Year.

"Brother, you like to eat rice. I'll make some rice for you, and we'll eat steamed buns."

Qiao Yan placed a large bowl of white rice in front of him.

Others ate steamed buns.

Yang Xiaole nodded. He still prefers rice, while Dalong and Huzi are from Kyoto and like to eat pasta. Qiao Yan is from Fuyang and mainly eats pasta.

"Uncle Mouse, want some?"

Huzi gestured with the wine bottle.

"No, just drink!"

Yang Xiaole waved her hand and refused, holding the white rice and started eating.

"Hey, Uncle Mouse, you're welcome! Today's food is so good."

Dalong and Huzi looked at each other and started to drink with laughter.

Yang Xiaole was eating, looking at Qiao Yan who was quietly eating steamed buns, and asked: "By the way, Qiao Yan, you are familiar with the director of your neighborhood committee. Ask her to find a job for you and see how she does." explain?"

Qiao Yan stopped chewing and said strangely: "I asked, and she said it was a bit difficult! If you have a chance, please pay attention to me."

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole smiled and said, "In this case, you can get two bottles of wine, a can of braised pork, and a can of fruit from the basement, and then give her [-] bucks and send them over together. I guess it will be there in a few days." There’s news.”

"what?"

Qiao Yan was surprised: "Is this...is this okay? Can she accept it?"

"Don't worry. The fact that so many vegetables in your yard haven't been shoveled is the best proof."

He took a bite of lentils and said with a smile, "You're right."

Qiao Yan now has a registered permanent residence in the city, and she is the only one in the family. She has no income at home and belongs to a poor household in the street. In this case, work problems are slightly easier to handle.

Hearing this, Qiao Yan shook her head: "Forget it, I'm pretty good at pasting paper boxes in the paper box factory! Even if I have a job, I'm still pasting paper boxes, right? I can't give her the money, so I'll give it to you. of."

"I want you to listen to me, just listen to me. It's the same as pasting paper boxes, but there is a system, and the salary can be increased in the future. If you don't have a system, your salary will only be about ten yuan a month until you are old. "

After Yang Xiaole finished speaking, he explained: "By the way, don't let others see it when you give things away."

Qiao Yan hesitated for a while after hearing this, and finally nodded: "Okay, I will listen to you, no one will see it. Every time Aunt Zhao comes here by herself, takes the food and leaves."

"Well, don't mention it that day, and don't say you have anything when you give it to her. You can ask her about it in a few days. If she doesn't help you after taking the thing, you can come to me."

Generally speaking, it is eaten with leeks on the side.

Qiao Yan nodded, "Okay!"

Watching Huzi and Dalong eat all the meat, Yang Xiaole mostly ate vegetables.

He picked up the chopsticks and put a piece of meat into his bowl.

"It's okay, you guys eat! I'll just eat some vegetables."

Yang Xiaole looked at the food in the bowl, but didn't take it away, so he said something.

He has no shortage of oil and water.

If this wasn't bacon, if it was braised fatty meat, he really couldn't eat it, it was too greasy.

After saying that, he watched Huzi use chopsticks to scoop out a layer of lard from the braised pork can and put it on the steamed buns.

He immediately clicked his tongue: "This lard is cold, so you're not afraid of diarrhea? Isn't it disgusting?"

Huzi chuckled: "Why is it so boring?"

The steamed buns are broken open, the braised pork and lard are sandwiched in the middle, and then you take a big bite.

"Fragrant~~"

Yang Xiaole looked at Huzi's satisfied expression, shuddered, and continued to eat his food.

After finishing one steamed bun, Huzi was going to put some rice in it: "I'm going to put some rice in it and eat it with this soup. The braised pork soup melts and along with the rice, the taste... tsk tsk~"

When you're done, get up.

Just when she got up, she heard Qiao Yan's resentful voice coming over her: "This steamed bun is enough for you, a pound of rice."

Hearing this, Huzi stopped.

Oh, by the way, Uncle Mouse doesn't like steamed buns.

He smiled and sat down: "Okay, then I'll eat the steamed buns and dip them in the soup."

Seeing this, Yang Xiaole said nonchalantly: "No, I'll fill up another bowl. You guys have another bowl to eat, but I can't eat it."

He is also growing, but he can steam two and a half kilograms of rice from one kilogram of rice.

If there was no oil or water, a kilogram of rice would barely be enough for him to eat alone.

But I can’t eat it now.

The bowl in my hand is not the small bowl of later generations, but a big bowl.

Seeing this, Qiao Yan watched him finish eating immediately, picked up his bowl and left: "I'll serve you a bowl."

After that, I went to the kitchen.

Neither Dalong nor Huzi paid attention because they both knew about Qiao Yan's situation.

After a while, Qiaoyan came back.

"Okay, there's still some in the pot. You can put it in. If it's not enough, just eat the steamed buns. I steamed more in the morning."

Huzi smiled and stood up and left.

Yang Xiaole took the rice bowl, picked up some vegetables and then pulled the rice bowl.

what!
Can't move.

I dug it with chopsticks and understood instantly.

this girl.

It looks loose on the top, but it's compacted on the bottom.

He said nothing and ate quietly.

After a while the tiger came back.

After filling a large bowl of rice, Dalong shared half of it. He was not surprised that there was so much less rice.

Soaked in the braised pork soup and the oil from the fried bacon, we started eating.

While eating, several people chatted.

After the two graduated, if I guessed correctly, they should be assigned to government units and drive for the leaders.

This left both of them looking forward to the future.

Yang Xiaole was thinking there.

I don't know if this is a good thing or a bad thing.

During the meal, several people ate all the food, leaving nothing but a few steamed buns.

After eating, a few people rested there.

Qiao Yan went to wash the dishes.

In the afternoon, several people practiced Qigong there.

At the same time, one person was assigned to tidy up the yard with Qiao Yan. Some vegetables needed to be pulled out and some autumn and winter vegetables such as cabbage and spinach were planted.

In the evening, the three of them were ready to leave.

"Take all of these back. There are dried lentils, dried beans, peppers that I usually dry, and some other vegetables, some dried and some fresh. Go back and divide them. There is also a big pumpkin in it."

Qiao Yan pointed to the two sacks in the compound and said.

One of the bags was half a bag, and the other was only half a bag.

Huzi was not polite and picked up the half-bag, which must have belonged to both of them.

As for the other half of the bag, it must be for Yang Xiaole.

Yang Xiaole was not polite. He carried the bag and said hello, and the three of them left the compound and agreed on a time to meet next time.

As for the cans in the ground, they will come and remove them in two days.

But before leaving, he still returned the money to Qiao Yan.

Riding the bike back to the compound, the fragrance began to waft in the compound.

"What did you do?"

The eldest sister felt strange for a while when she saw him holding something.

Yang Xiaole put the things on the ground and said, "Oh, some vegetables, you can take them in and divide them. Some are fresh vegetables that we eat now, and some are dried vegetables."

Hearing this, the eldest sister knelt down and took a look curiously, and began to look through the contents.

"Huo, there are a lot of things? Where did they come from?"

"A friend gave it to me."

Yang Xiaole said casually.

When the eldest sister heard this, she didn't think too much and started to take out things and put them away.

"This chili is okay, it's a bit too much. Here are some dried chilies. The fresh ones will be pickled in a while..."

"This pumpkin is so big! Save it for the winter solstice..., hey, there is also a small one..."

……

While taking out something, he muttered there.

Yang Xiaole looked at a small pumpkin on the ground and thought about it for a while, then went over to pick it up and went out directly.

"What are you doing?"

"Give it away!"

Yang Xiaole replied, took the pumpkin, came to Qu Ying's door and knocked lightly.

"Xiao Le, what's the matter?"

Qu Ying looked at him holding something in his hand and felt strange for a while.

"It's for you! Take it back and eat it."

Passed the pumpkin over.

Seeing this, Qu Ying hesitated for a moment and shook her head: "Forget it, just give it to me. People in the courtyard will talk about it later."

"Are you afraid?"

Hearing this, Qu Ying bit her lip and shook her head: "No, I'm afraid it will have a bad influence on you!"

"What do I have to be afraid of! Take it! Make that pumpkin millet porridge, it's delicious."

Without any explanation, he handed the pumpkin to him.

Without waiting for her to speak, she turned around and left.

Qu Ying watched him leave, looked at the pumpkin in her hand, and finally came back silently and closed the door.

"Did you give it to Qu Ying?"

As soon as he came back, the eldest sister stared at him and asked.

"Yeah, what's wrong?"

"Tsk, tsk, mother knows, she will definitely complain about you." After the eldest sister finished speaking, she looked at his eyes-rolling expression and shrugged: "I don't care about you, do whatever you like, I'll just tell you."

After saying that, he took the lentils and said: "Eat fried lentils tonight. Oh, by the way, where is Dad?"

Yang Xiaole laughed when he heard this and said, "I'm playing chess with Uncle Liu in the alley!"

"Tsk tsk~~"

The eldest sister clicked her tongue: "With his skills, he still dares to go down an alley!"

These words made Yang Xiaole happy, "If you have the ability, just say it in front of him!"

"Hey~~ I don't dare, I'm going to cook!"

After speaking, he left with a smile.

……

The next day, go to class as normal.

In other words, I went to plant vegetables normally.

If you don’t plant anything else, just plant Chinese cabbage.

This means that this thing has a high yield and can survive for a long time in the winter, even if it snows heavily, it will be fine.

Their school was late in cultivating the fields, and by the time the cabbages they planted were ready to be harvested, it was already frost time, so they could not be used to store Chinese cabbages for the winter.

But it’s still okay as a winter dish.

Can be eaten for a long time.

"Hey, Xiaole, it's not that I don't want to do it! The school hired a manure collector to pull the manure over."

Walking on the road, Liu Jiefang smiled slyly.

Because it was agreed at that time that he and Wang Xuewu would be the ones to carry the dung.

Yang Xiaole said nonchalantly: "It's okay. Anyway, this thing will be composted later. It's up to you two to do this."

After hearing this, both of them felt exhausted.

Can't escape!

The large army arrived at the location, and everyone began to get busy.

The manure collectors poured the manure water into the pond at the head of the field and continued to work. The remaining students needed to take the manure buckets and manure scoops to spread the manure evenly on the field and turn it over again after two days.

Finally, there is sowing.

The Chinese cabbage they planted was too late to be ready for winter storage. The Chinese cabbage would only mature after a frost.

It cannot be stored, but it can be eaten as winter vegetables.

A foul smell permeated the air.

From time to time, some retching sounds could be heard.

I was busy farming in the morning and had classes in the afternoon.

Another week has passed, and the vegetables have been planted.

All that remains is field management.

Just water it every few days during labor class.

…………

The National Day has passed, and time has gradually come to late October.

Aunt Shen was bringing one back to the compound that day, preparing to sell the bean cakes at home.

She has been undecided these days, wondering whether to sell it or not!

"Big sister, what are you doing?"

Aunt Wang looked strange for a while when he came back with an old man. The old man had a whip in his hand and looked like a rural man.

"Hey, didn't I buy a bunch of bean cakes last time? I'm thinking about selling them!"

Aunt Shen explained the reason and said with a smile: "You are busy, I will just ask them to move the things away."

After saying that, I will take the uncle to the house.

"Hey, big sister, wait, wait."

Aunt Wang put down what she was holding and quickly tried to dissuade her.

Aunt Shen was confused for a while; "What's wrong?"

Hearing this, Aunt Wang pulled her aside and muttered in her doubtful eyes: "You'd better not sell it. Something seems wrong."

"Ah? What do you mean?"

Aunt Shen was confused for a while.

Seeing this, Aunt Wang explained: "This afternoon, Qiu Ju came back. She said that the winter cabbage competition is about to begin, and the situation is not very good. Also, the food substitutes at the grain station have started to sell again in the past few days. ”

"Huh? When did it happen?"

Aunt Shen was shocked.

Because of the National Day in October, at the end of last month, it was rare to redeem the grain in two installments.

So everyone was worried and exchanged all the food.

The last exchange was in the middle of the month.

So I didn’t pay much attention to this matter during this period.

"Qiu Ju said that! I think you should not sell these things. If you still have to buy those things in the future, you can save a lot of food stamps!"

Hearing this, Aunt Shen hesitated.

After pondering for a while, he finally nodded: "Okay, I'll take a look again! This thing won't break if I put it there."

After that, he left and went to the old man's side: "Well, I'm sorry! The things are not for sale."

These words made the other party dissatisfied.

"It's all agreed upon, but if you say it won't be sold, it won't be sold. Isn't this just teasing people!"

"Oh, I won't sell it anymore, I won't sell it anymore."

Seeing this, Aunt Shen quickly waved her hand.

Seeing this, the old man left angrily.

(End of this chapter)