Take Arada back to the past

Chapter 460, the first collective life
PS: Let me tell you a little trivia here. Someone saw a radio broadcast earlier and said how come there is electricity in the rural areas of Northeast China at this time.

In fact, this does not require AC current. This kind of broadcast speaker wire is a single wire and has electricity, but the voltage is very low, so it is all iron wire.

No AC power is required.

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Back at Uncle Xu's house, Yadan was also busy getting back into the house.

He was working on the stove with a pot of cornmeal.

Seeing him coming back, he asked with a smile:

"Brother Xiaole, are you back? Are you eating here tonight or at your educated youth restaurant? I made sour soup. Do you want to eat it?"

Yang Xiaole walked closer and looked at her holding a handful of cornmeal.

Then I saw cornmeal jumping into the hot water pot next to it.

Yadan watched him leave, and then bolted the wooden door to prevent wild beasts from coming out at night.

Yang Xiaole tasted it. The soup was fragrant and slightly sour, smooth and refreshing, and very appetizing.

Yadan nodded quickly: "Don't worry, I'll watch it tonight!"

Now the school is deserted.

Anyway, I have plenty of time here.

Yang Xiaole was not surprised either.

The taste is still very good.

"Look at this, can you understand it?"

I didn’t know many words in the second grade!

"Well, I went to school before. I was in the second grade, and then I stopped going."

Not in a hurry.

DuckDan chuckled upon hearing this.

After working for a while, the meal was ready, and the two of them sat on the fire bed and ate.

There used to be a junior high school in the brigade.

Yang Xiaole nodded, looked around and asked, "Your grandpa is not at home, are you afraid of being alone?"

Upon seeing this, Yang Xiaole left with his things, leaving nothing behind.

There are only more than three hours in the afternoon, and it gets dark very early.

It seems that there is a kind of bacteria in it, with a fatality rate of 50%.

Then he smiled and said: "Journey to the West, if you don't understand anything, come and ask me when the time comes! Remember not to let others see it!"

He smiled and said, "I'll eat it here! It's going to be dark soon, so it's probably a question of whether I can eat it over there tonight!"

It can be regarded as a method of making coarse grains and fine grains.

The two were chatting there.

He happily put the things away.

He has naturally seen and heard of Suantangzi.

A few years ago, the teacher couldn't bear it anymore and ran away while Heilongjiang was freezing in the winter.

"Then there's nothing to be afraid of. As long as the wolf on the mountain doesn't come down, I'm not afraid!"

But that's when the temperature is not suitable. This should not be a big problem if it's dozens of degrees below zero.

After eating, Yang Xiaole was about to pack up and leave.

But when leaving, he still took out a little book called Journey to the West and handed it to her.

He asked in surprise: "Brother Xiaole, what is this? I don't even know these words!"

After finishing my work, I ran back to the house to read the little book.

Yadan was surprised when he looked at the thing, then took it and looked at it.

Yadan said happily.

I guess after eating, it is considered good if the food over there can be cooked.

During the chat, Yang Xiaole also learned about Yadan's family situation. His father died when he was young, and his mother remarried to another brigade.

It's not clear whether he ran to the other side or entered the mountains.

Got it there.

Condensed into strips.

Yang Xiaole stood there and asked with a smile; "Yadan, have you ever gone to school?"

However, if this thing is not done well, it can be dangerous.

……

When Yang Xiaole returned to the compound, it was very lively.

The house was on fire.

As he expected, after struggling for a long time, they still couldn't finish the meal.

Thick smoke billowed.

"Sister (jiéjie), didn't you say you knew how to do it? You are cooking and ordering the house!"

A group of people were in the yard, looking at the smoke-filled house and complaining.

Many people have black and gray faces.

The speaker was Xiao Tianjin Zhang Mingyuan.

Liu Yan also felt aggrieved: "I have a small coal stove at home, and I have never used this stove. The bellows is turned on, why is it still smoking!"

Seeing Yang Xiaole coming over, Feng Aijun looked at him and said with a smile: "Where did you go? Why haven't you come back yet?"

"Oh, Mr. Xu's granddaughter, Duck Egg, cooked the food and insisted on keeping me there to eat! It was hard to refuse such hospitality, so I stayed."

After finishing speaking, he held back his laughter and said, "You haven't cooked yet!"

"Hey, don't mention it! The fire hasn't been lit yet!"

Li Kai, who came with Feng Xue and the others, was smiling there.

No one was really angry, it was just fun.

Yang Xiaole looked at it, shook his head speechlessly, and walked in directly.

He took the pliers and took out all the firewood inside.

He picked out some moist ones, took the corn stalks, lit them and stuffed them in, and pulled the bellows hard.

A little more chopped fine firewood was put on.

Suddenly the smoke was not so loud.

Before the fine firewood burned red, he continued to add corn stalks.

When it was almost done, I placed a few dry wooden strips across each other.

"Hey, everyone, come in and fan out the smoke."

Yang Xiaole was also exhausted from the smoke.

The bellows pull very fast.

Feng Aijun and others saw that the smoke on the stove was much less, and they immediately understood. They went in and used their clothes to fan themselves there.

"Hey, Xiaole, don't you know how to cook?"

Liu Jinlian looked at what he was doing and asked with some dissatisfaction.

Yang Xiaole smiled nonchalantly and said, "You know how to make a stove and cook! My family used to live in a rural area, but later moved to the city. I have never eaten pork, and I have never seen a pig run away!"

Liu Yan asked there: "Xiao Le, how did you do it? They also pulled the bellows! Why is there still so much smoke?"

I have never eaten pork, but I have seen pigs running away!
The bellows is also turned on, why is black smoke coming out?
Yang Xiaole pointed at the steaming firewood on the ground with the tongs and said:
"First, you put too much firewood, air can't get in, and there's no open flame, so how can it be lit?

Second, who brought this firewood? Some of it is dry firewood. These are obviously fresh. They were chopped not long ago and are not yet dry! This kind of thing can only be placed when the fire is particularly strong, otherwise it will definitely smoke. "

This was said by everyone on the other side.

They are all young people and not stupid.

One point will tell.

The main reason is that I have never done this kind of work before, and I have never seen it.

Liu Yan and others nodded when they saw this.

After waiting for a while, the thick smoke in the room dispersed a lot, and the firewood under the stove was already burning brightly.

Only then did he stand up: "Okay, let's do it! Don't add too much firewood."

When the fire is burning, the bellows is basically not needed.

Unless you are particularly anxious and want to make the fire stronger.

Liu Yan and others took over the stove.

Others who had been smoked away also entered the house.

Yang Xiaole came to the side of the room near the stove wall and spread his own bedding on the kang mat next to Feng Aijun.

Feng Aijun whispered there: "The warmth inside has not been taken away from them."

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole looked up.

Zhao Weibing and the others in his own row were at the very back, while the opponent's kang was occupied by the three Qingdao brothers at the very back.

After all, it's a bit windy near the door in winter, so everyone grabs what's inside.

Yang Xiaole smiled and said: "Look, you are inexperienced! The kang head is the hottest, but it will be very hot in the first half of the night."

In winter, the end of the kang near the stove is definitely the hottest, and the end of the kang is the most comfortable when everything is warm.

But in the second half of the night, the temperature dropped and the end of the kang became cold.

The kang head is just right.

Feng Aijun covered his mouth and smiled: "That's good, it's winter, it's better to be warmer! It's too hot, so I sleep with the quilt under my quilt. If I sleep inside, I won't wake up from the cold in the middle of the night!"

Yang Xiaole smiled and nodded.

indeed.

If no one adds firewood at night, it will definitely be very cold inside.

At that time, conflicts will arise.

Without paying attention, I heard Sun Shengli say with a smile: "Do you have time to play poker? I brought two cards!"

To be young is to be energetic.

There is nothing to do when you are free.

It was almost dusk outside, and it was even darker inside.

The kerosene lamp borrowed from someone unknown flickered dimly.

With nothing to do, playing poker naturally became a good way to pass the time.

Everyone clamored to play.

So the two cards were separated and two tables were set up.

Not everyone plays either. Feng Aijun was playing there, while Yang Xiaole sat on the kang and watched.

Someone is smoking.

In addition, some people took off their shoes and smelled their feet, and the smell in the room suddenly became unpleasant.

But fortunately, it is better in this winter.

If it were summer, the whole place would probably stink.

"Okay, we're busy. It's a good idea for you to have some fun here."

The girl who heard the commotion came in and became angry when she saw the scene.

At this time, some of the boys were there and said cheerfully: "Tomorrow we will chop wood, and you girls can just follow behind and collect firewood! Let's divide the labor between men and women!"

"That's right!"

This was echoed by others.

The other party pouted and went back.

If you don't know how to cook, it's like fighting.

Fortunately, Liu Yan knows how to boil noodles and make steamed buns, and teaches everyone how to make them together.

First boil water, scald the noodles, and then knead the dough balls together.

There was plenty of food for twenty people, so it took more than two hours of work to steam out all the steamed buns.

"Okay, okay, let's eat! Stop playing."

There is a lot of fun in the house!

There were girls shouting outside.

"Hey, Mr. Wang, don't be a scumbag. If you lose, just be cool and give each of you a piece of sorghum."

After playing for a while, nicknames came up.

Several brothers of the Wang family were given nicknames according to their ranking, so that they would be easier to remember.

As soon as you hear this accent, you can tell that it is Tianjin Wei's emphasis.

"That's right! Hurry up!"

Others were shouting there too.

All the precious children of the family are going to the countryside, so I will definitely take with them everything I can before leaving.

So now everyone still has a lot of things in their hands.

Wang Lao Er, Wang Jianjun, clicked his tongue and reluctantly took out three sorghum glutinous rice balls from his pocket.

This thing is a specialty of Qingdao.

It is sold in key cities across the country.

Very delicious!

After taking the things, Zhang Mingyue happily let Wang Laoer go.

"Let's eat!"

Everyone who was already hungry clamored to come over to eat.

A steamed steamed bun with corn flour and mixed noodles.

It is made according to the number of people, and the extra is made into corn mush soup, which is eaten with steamed buns.

The auxiliary ingredient is naturally miso.

"Hey, let's make an agreement first! I borrowed this miso from the brigade. I'll go to the commune to buy some and return it to them in a few days."

Zhao Weibing filled a bowl of corn paste soup and shouted at everyone.

After hearing this, everyone naturally agreed.

Three big steamed buns, this is everyone's ration.

The size is a little different.

After all, the people working today are novices.

Looking at the different sizes of wowotou, no one was embarrassed to take the big one. After all, the big guy wanted to save face now.

Although I want something big in my heart.

After all, there was no supplementary food, and I felt hungry again not long after eating.

"Eat it quickly, it won't taste good when it's cold."

Liu Yan said something to everyone, urging them there.

Yang Xiaole saw this and smiled and said: "Let's do it like this! Girls have a harder time cooking. They pick first, and they pick the bigger ones first. After picking the big ones, they pick the smaller ones. Save the biggest one for the last person."

These words actually attracted the agreement of everyone.

"Okay, let's do it this way, Liu Yan, you choose."

Because the last person picked must be the smallest.

"Then I'll choose!"

Liu Yan looked at everyone and smiled.

Seeing everyone else nodding, she picked it up.

Then the one that was obviously the biggest was kept, and the others started to be picked up one by one in order.

Soon they were all gone.

Yang Xiaole actually became the last one.

Because he is not in a hurry!

Originally he wasn't going to eat it, but after everything was done, he just started eating it.

Taking the things, everyone started to eat.

Wang Lao Er, Wang Jianjun, took a bite of the hot steamed buns and said with a smile, "It would be better if we had a bowl of spicy noodles."

"What spicy soup?"

Xiao Huangpu Zhou Yongjian asked with a smile.

Wang Jianjun began to describe it there.

As soon as everyone heard that it must not be delicious, they all started talking about the delicious food at home.

It was a moment of laughter.

Three steamed buns were enough to fill me up to sixty cents full at that time.

I cooked late today. If I had done it earlier, I would have been hungry in the middle of the night.

Too little.

Because there is no food.

After dinner, the girls washed the dishes and tidied up the kitchen, while the boys chatted there.

After washing, the girls also joined in.

Chatting there.

It's quite harmonious.

After all, it was the first time that people from different parts of the world got together and slept together, and they might stay together for many years to come.

Everyone chatted there for a long time, and then the girl went back to the next room to sleep.

At this time, except for the educated youth spot, other villagers in the whole village were already asleep.

When there are more people here, things get worse at night.

Teeth grinding.

Fart.

Snoring.

Talking in sleep.

Got up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom.

Some people were screaming hungry in the middle of the night.

Some people sleep peacefully, while others toss and turn.

……

Early the next morning, after everyone got up, the first thing they did was to look for food.

Fortunately, the girls got up early to make corn mush.

There is no way, their current life is basically the same as it was in the difficult times.

You must know that during difficult times, students' rations have been reduced once.

It was almost the same as the current rations.

The problem is, we are really hungry during these difficult times, and so are our parents!
Parents will save some money for their children.

And in the city, you can occasionally get some non-staple food, but it’s just more expensive.

This makes these students who are used to living in the city a little bit intolerable.

I am clamoring to make the wowotou a little bigger next time I cook.

Cooking was not based on weighing in the first place, and the standard of rations began to slowly lose balance.

After breakfast, everyone clamored to take their things and prepare to go to the mountains to collect firewood.

I was very excited for a while.

The girls did not go this time. There were not many women, and they had to cook at home, so the task of collecting firewood was left to the boys.

Liu Jinlian is busy there.

Looking at the fair and tender Feng Xue, he frowned and asked: "Feng Xue, what does your father do? I asked you yesterday, but you didn't tell me!"

Feng Xue is washing dishes with hot water there.

After hearing this, he paused, looked at her and asked calmly: "What's wrong? Do I still need to report to you?"

Liu Jinlian looked at the people present.

Except for myself, everyone present probably has some problems with their family.

Otherwise, those who can join the Construction Corps will definitely go there.

After all, the Production and Construction Corps is currently recruiting a very large number of people. As long as the review and investigation are completed, those who agree will go there.

And Feng Xue is not an ordinary person at first glance.

Coming here, there must be something wrong at home.

Because she wants to be an activist with high ideological consciousness, I gave her news when she left home, and she must be positive.

This is very important for her future.

Although she didn't know why.

But her father would not lie to her.

(End of this chapter)