Take Arada back to the past

Chapter 332

"Hey, it's raining (it's raining here and there)! Go back quickly."

Uncle Wang and others were playing chess in the alley. They felt some raindrops falling on their faces, so they all muttered and left.

"Damn it, just squeeze a few drops and it'll be gone."

Uncle Wang muttered something and walked towards home with his hands behind his back.

Yang Xiaole was in the space at this time, looking at the scene in front of him. Qu Ying was sitting on the bed covered with mats, holding a cattail leaf fan and waving it gently.

He was reading there with a book in his hand.

With the fanning movement, the white vest shook from time to time.

There are black dots printed on the vest.

After looking at it for a while, he sighed and left quietly.

Are there no broken shoes at this time?

Yes, how could it not be.

After all, it has only been ten years since the Republic of China, and the male thieves and female prostitutes from the Republic of China period have also been left behind.

Even in the strictest years, there were still people, but some people were just wolves in human skin.

It’s just that there are indeed a lot less now.

Can’t the woman find it herself?

Found it.

But, to be honest, I'm not very interested in that kind of bus.

Good girls in any age attach great importance to their reputation.

We can't be careless anymore.

Damn, I have a headache.

No, it’s…………

Throughout the compound, even Mrs. Yang, who was in her late teens and early 80s, got some well water.

As for the Zhao family, he didn't plan to do it at first, but after thinking about it, he decided to forget it, but the quantity was just not that large.

Most of it was put into thermos bottles or enamel jars on the table. As for who didn't drink it, you can't blame him.

After everything is done.

After making sure that no one was coming in or going out, he appeared directly on the screen wall and then walked into the yard.

After coming back, Mai was humming an opera there!

"Yangliuqing West of Tianjin Acropolis"

There is a beautiful woman named Bai Xiuying

Good at depicting pictures and good at painting

This beauty is nineteen winters

Skillful hands and good looks

Famous from east to west, north and south

......"

Wheat raised one hand in front of him, made a finger gesture, stood upright, and tilted his cheek slightly.

That look really seemed like that.

This song is not a Huangmei opera, but a very popular folk song here in Kyoto. It is similar to "Exploring the Qingshui River" and is especially popular among the elderly.

Many people can hum a few words.

After Yang Xiaole came in, he leaned against the grille with a smile and watched Xiaomai singing there.

At this time, if you play Erhu, it would be perfect.

After singing the song, Xiaomai lost his previous composure and looked a little nervous.

Xiaoli clapped her hands happily: "Sister, you sing so beautifully. I also want to learn to sing."

As soon as these words came out, the eldest sister smiled happily and said: "I think you feel that you don't have the opportunity to show off everywhere! Then look at it, now it's hard to get a ticket for the ballet troupe. You dance a lot on the stage So glamorous!”

There are still many theater groups nowadays, and they don’t just show movies.

Many of the various theaters left over from Sijiucheng still exist, and this is also for the convenience of ordinary people.

So the ballet can really be said to be a sell-out.

These words made the little girl feel entangled for a while, wondering who to listen to!

Everyone couldn't help laughing when they saw his expression.

Yang Xiaole looked at Xizi playing happily and thought of something and asked: "By the way, Xizi, have you finished your homework?"

Although there are not as many homeworks now as in later generations, there are still two summer homeworks.

These words made his face, which was originally watching the excitement, shrink.

Then he said nonchalantly: "It's okay. I write quickly. I'll finish it in a day or two."

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole glanced at Xiaomai next to him: "Maihua, have you finished your homework?"

"Well, it's done."

Wheat naturally answered honestly.

Yang Xiaole nodded when he saw this: "Lock up your homework and don't copy it to Xizi."

"Oh!"

Upon seeing this, Xiaomai glanced at the bitter-faced Xizi and nodded obediently.

But Xizi still didn't care.

Yang Xiaole instantly understood that it was probably his brothers who would help him.

He shook his head and was speechless for a while.

This guy is too lazy.

Lazier than him.

Before going to bed at night, Xizi made some mischief by getting a little flour and sprinkled it into the chlorella that was poured into the bucket.

Yang Xiaole took a look.

After thinking about it, I still didn't add anything to the "matcha-flavored" water. If this thing kept well, it would be damned.

The purpose of doing this above is partly to save yourself, and partly to collect data.

I made a bunch of them myself, and when the time comes I will ask myself for experience.

Nothing, just make a fuss.

Wait and see.

Then everyone went back to sleep.

……

Early the next morning, after eating the breakfast made by his mother, he and Fang Mengmeng walked out of the door together.

Naturally, the other party went to the girls' middle school across the street.

Only junior high schools affiliated with key high schools have military training.

The two said hello and dispersed at the entrance of the compound.

Back to the class, almost everyone has arrived.

"Coming!!"

Feng Aijun was there saying hello.

Lying there, looking weak, his hands were still tearing the skin off his back.

After Yang Xiaole sat down, he looked disgusted.

"Hu~~"

Yang Xiaole blew on the table.

"Nonsence!!"

Feng Aijun sat up immediately, no longer as wimpy as before.

"Why are you blowing it?"

Yang Xiaole rolled his eyes; "What do you think! Is it disgusting for you to get a bunch of dead skin?"

Only one day is enough for sun peeling.

Those who went to the beach in the previous life had their necks all red the next day, and they tore off a large piece of skin, which was the same as this.

Of course, people with thick skin will definitely react slower.

After sitting down, he then asked: "Why are you still shedding so much dead skin?"

After all, Feng Aijun had already trained a month in advance, so he shouldn't have lost so much skin!

Feng Aijun patted the dead skin off his skin, shrugged and said, "How did I know? Once I get exposed to the sun, it won't be good."

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole shrugged.

Ok.

After all, everyone’s physique is different.

At this time, most of the people in the class had red necks, and many of them had shed their skins and their skins were torn apart.

Li Baoguo came over with a smile and sat next to him.

In Yang Xiaole's confused eyes, he smiled and said, "Hey, Xiaole, have you ever touched a gun?"

"Oh, does the production team's arrogance count?"

Hearing this, Li Baoguo rolled his eyes: "What kind of gun is that?"

Yang Xiaole didn't have to think twice to know what this guy was going to do. It was revenge.

Then he smiled and said: "What's wrong? What do you want to do?"

He was not that disgusted with Li Baoguo.

It's okay to tease him a little.

"Have you checked the course schedule? There are light weapons today and they must be dismantled and maintained. How about we compare?"

Yang Xiaole looked at him with a look of disgust on his face: "You don't even have to ask, I know that you kids from the army compound used to touch guns when you were young. Are you competing with me? Is it an honor to win?"     Shameless.

Li Baoguo explained, "You are overthinking. Are those things something we can touch casually?"

Even if their elders are equipped with pistols, they are not just for fun!

At most, take it out secretly and play with it.

At most, I have the opportunity to come into contact with it during military training.

Then he smiled and said: "I asked the instructor yesterday. Today's light weapon is a Type 53 lance. We have never used that thing before, so it's not an advantage."

Yesterday's physical embarrassment was too humiliating.

I have to find it back no matter what!

Yang Xiaole nodded lightly when he heard this.

The Type 53 rifle has been introduced on Douyin. I remember that it was a copy of Lao Maozi’s Mosin-Nagant rifle and was only officially equipped in 54.

As for the Type 56 semi-automatic rifle that many people in later generations are familiar with, it is an imitation of the SKS. It took time to go from finalization to mass production in 56, and it has not been in service for that long.

A junior high school military training does not require such a good gun.

Then he glanced at him.

He smiled slowly and said: "Hey, Li Baoguo, where is your face! How about I let you run two laps, and we can run a few more laps? Or we can find another road that I don't know."

Damn it, can it be the same between those who have touched a gun and those who have not?

Isn't it the same thing to compare physical strength with him in another place?

Li Baoguo looked at Yang Xiaole and rolled his eyes and said with a smile, knowing that he was not swearing.

Just kidding.

Then he smiled and said, "Then why don't you compare your strengths to my weaknesses?"

These words caused Feng Aijun to laugh.

Despite knowing many people in the compound, they are now classmates.

The hierarchy of the elders rarely extends to the second generation.

Except Yu Wenbin.

So Feng Aijun is naturally not afraid of him.

When Yang Xiaole heard this, he smiled and said, "Okay! Anyway, I'll be honored if you win, because I've never touched this thing. If you win, you'll be embarrassed!"

These words made Li Baoguo confused for a while.

Yes!

Although here, no one will talk about the rank of their parents, but they will still talk about which compound they live in.

It is not a secret that he is from the military compound.

It would be embarrassing to lose.

It's like a young man fighting a young man. It's disgraceful to win and even more embarrassing to lose.

Finally, he left angrily.

Lu Minqi watched him leave and smiled at Yang Xiaole: "Li Baoguo is a very strong guy. I didn't expect that he would be defeated by you!"

Yang Xiaole smiled nonchalantly: "Then what I said is the truth!"

When Yu Wenbin saw Yang Xiaole joking with Li Baoguo and laughing with Lu Minqi, he felt as uncomfortable as eating a fly.

But he couldn't say anything.

Bear it there.

While thinking, Lao Han walked in from outside.

Only then did everyone become quiet.

After coming in, Lao Han looked at everyone and then said: "I told you some things yesterday. Do you still remember the chlorella thing?"

Everyone nodded.

Seeing this scene, Lao Han began to say: "Well, after the school's research, it was decided to set up a chlorella experimental culture group in each class. It is necessary to observe the growth of chlorella every day and how to quickly grow it. Cultivated chlorella, which needs..."

Yang Xiaole listened for a while, basically the same as what was said at the meeting in the compound yesterday.

Most people didn't look too surprised.

Because this time the chlorella cultivation movement is very large.

Think about it, when in order to cultivate a certain kind of plant, the top will issue a notice, and governments at all levels, government agencies, organizations, enterprises, streets, and rural areas will conduct a nationwide cultivation.

It can really be described as vigorous.

The people below are also very interested.

I don’t understand other truths, just because of the sentence mentioned in the daily newspaper: four dollars of chlorella is as nutritious as 2 pounds of vegetables.

It is equivalent to cultivating one pound of chlorella to support 50 pounds of vegetables.

That's okay.

How much is the vegetable ration for one person per month?

And the newspaper has said that the growth cycle of chlorella is very short.

The reason why you are so anxious is because the growth environment of chlorella is 20 to 30 degrees. If you miss this period, the weather will become cooler in October.

"At noon today, everyone comes to school an hour early and brings something to hold water."

After speaking, he continued to the crowd: "This time the school will notify and reward the classes and individuals who have made the greatest contributions, provided the most complete data, and achieved the best results. They will also be awarded red flags."

The words that followed made everyone’s eyes light up.

Suddenly I became more interested.

Yang Xiaole looked at everyone's expressions and smiled.

At this time, unlike later generations, announcing rewards and awarding red flags, this method of planting red flags, at this time, is simply giving people blood.

And it's a very useful one.

Especially for students.

He couldn't describe this feeling. Anyway, in later generations, basically everyone just did it half-heartedly and lacked interest.

Just go through the motions.

But not now. Those people are really working hard for a certificate and a red flag.

However, some people who knew a little bit asked: "Mr. Han, someone in our compound said this kind of thing, saying that if you want to cultivate chlorella, you need different culture solutions. Each one is different, so every time Personally speaking, if you keep adding things like this, who knows if it will be useful!"

Everyone looked over.

This is a youth.

Yang Xiaole also took a second look, because at this time, not many people knew the word culture medium.

Old Han smiled and nodded: "Well, your name is He Yihui, right?"

"Yes, teacher!"

"Well, what you said is very good, and that's what I want to say next."

After Lao Han finished speaking, he withdrew his gaze and looked at the entire classroom: "It's like this. The question mentioned by He Yihui has been raised by someone, so the people in the class formed a test group in the form of a group, and brought a few more costumes. Water can be used, anything. We are open to experiments to see which one grows the fastest and has the best growth rate."

Everyone was talking a lot after hearing this.

Upon seeing this, Lao Han looked at the time, sped up and said, "You decide the members and the number of the group yourself. You decide how to train them. Okay, let's go to the playground to train!"

After hearing this, everyone got up and rushed towards the playground.

Walking on the road, the students were all talking about it.

Feng Aijun looked at Yang Xiaole and asked: "Xiaole, who are we grouping with? You are still the squad leader! What do we do?"

Yang Xiaole shrugged: "Anything is fine!"

He didn't care about this. Although he didn't test it, the well water should be useful.

But this doesn't make sense.

This time there are so many people raising this thing, but the real main force is the laboratories that are set up by various research institutes and universities to study chlorella as advertised in newspapers.

Not to mention other things, how do you calculate these various data?

There is no way to weigh the starting weight of chlorella because it is so light.

Is it all based on visual estimation?

As for the research institute’s research on how to grow chlorella?

Yes, it's that serious.

The ascent is high.

Everyone came to the playground chatting and laughing. After waiting for a while, instructor Sun Yang and his team arrived at the playground a few minutes early.

Military training in middle school is actually very boring.

The main thing is naturally to line up.

However, everyone's condition today was even worse than yesterday. After training for a while, many people quit the training one after another and rested nearby.

We didn't eat well at first, and our energy levels were barely in balance.

But after yesterday's training, a lot of this energy was consumed. If the food has not increased, the energy supply will definitely not be available.

Yang Xiaole also retreated to the side to rest amid the strange looks in everyone's eyes.

Looking at everyone, he didn't feel embarrassed at all.

There are still people on the field holding on.

Yang Xiaole looked at the people in the venue and muttered: You idiot!

Is this the time to show off?

I don’t know how much food I can eat every day!

But the rest are basically people with relatively good conditions. Their families are either rich or high-ranking.

Otherwise, Yu Wenbin wouldn’t even be able to run those 20 laps yesterday.

(End of this chapter)