Take Arada back to the past

Chapter 6, this family is not at a disadvantage.

After leaving the family compound, looking at the courtyard of the second uncle and fourth uncle's house, Yang Xiaole's eyes turned cold.

Better not starve to death.

Otherwise they are too cheap.

I didn't care about it any more, and then walked towards the small river at the head of the village, where there were many small forests and small mounds.

Although there are a lot of people playing there during the holidays, the river is so long and there are a lot of woods beside the river, it is impossible for people to be there all the time.

After all, there are only about 100 households in the village, more than [-] people, and only [-] or [-] children.

The river is not very close to home, two kilometers away.

Walked for ten minutes.

With her already weak body and the hot weather, Yang Xiaole's whole body was already drenched.

When I came to the river, I wiped the sweat off my brow, glanced at the river, and frowned.

Because the water level in the river is obviously much lower than before, the deep water area used to reach the waist, but now, many places used to be the deep water area, and now it barely reaches the knee position.

Many children played in the river with bare buttocks.

Catching fish and touching shrimp is also a good place to cool off.

After looking around, he didn't see his fourth brother and fifth sister, so he walked towards the distance.

After walking for about ten minutes, I came to a small forest by the river.

I was going to go in.

Thinking of the well in the space, if it was all up to him to draw water from the well, his body would probably be useless after planting the land.

Thinking that I can bring a wooden bucket into the space, can I stand in the water and transport the water into it bit by bit after the water is filled?
Thinking of this, he decided to try it.

But now it's in the daytime, or try it at night.

Although no one can be seen around, who knows if anyone is hiding somewhere and planting landmines!
In the rural areas of this era, there is no such thing as prohibiting defecation.

And the urine and urine are all babies.

As the saying goes, a flower in a crop depends entirely on dung.

He heard Zhang Laohan say that there is a department in charge of feces collection in the city, and the nearby towns have to spend money to buy it.

It's not free.

He looked around to see if there were any landmines on the ground, and after confirming that there were no landmines, he lay down directly.

If he reappears like this, even if there are people around, unless he is on the side, it will be difficult to see him.

After getting ready, then enter the space.

Entering the space again, Yang Xiaole looked at the space and felt full of energy.

A pity followed.

Because there are no paddy fields here, rice cannot be grown, so he prefers rice to pasta.

It may be that he was from Huizhou in his previous life.

However, although he was born in Kyoto in this life, the Yang family escaped from Huizhou, which may have something to do with this.

Then he shook his head with a wry smile.

I seem to think too much.

Even if it is flour, there are only a handful of times that you can eat it in a year.

The main reason is that there are fewer people working in the family and more people who can eat. Every year when the food is distributed, my mother Wang Qiuju will ask for more coarse grains.

This way I can ask for more.

Putting aside his thoughts, he rolled up his sleeves and was ready to go.

When he came to the three wastelands, he breathed a sigh of relief looking at these wastelands.

Fortunately, there is no grass growing on these lands, only dry clods. As long as these clods are broken up and soaked thoroughly, seeds can be sown tomorrow.

After looking at the space, I don't know what season is in this space.

If it is the same as the outside, it is estimated that the wheat will not survive, because this thing is afraid of high temperature, and the seedlings are easy to die.

Feel the temperature in the space, it's not very high.

He didn't bother with those who didn't understand, and planted a little of each, so that he wouldn't be afraid of winter.

Put the seeds on the ground, pick up the wooden bucket next to it and start fetching water.

Even if he exerted all his strength, he could still carry one-third of the bucket of water, and he had to lift the wooden bucket to the wasteland.

Looking at the water in the wooden barrel, he came to the wooden house and found a gourd water ladle, and began to water the land.

A bucket of water is quickly poured out.

After getting three or five buckets back and forth, he barely watered a few square meters of land, and then he gave up.

The porridge I ate at noon has almost been consumed now.

Throwing the wooden barrel aside, Yang Xiaole felt that this was not acceptable, and he had to recover his body first.

Otherwise, if this continues without food, people will be exhausted.

Still have to try carrying water in the river.

Suddenly his eyes lit up and he thought of a way.

If you plunge headfirst into the water and enter the space in the water, I don't know if it will work!

When it reappears like this, it is still in the water, and no one else can see it.

Thinking of this, he immediately carried the barrel out of the space excitedly.

When he came out, the man was still lying on the ground, but the barrel was in his hand.

Hey.

It feels like a possibility.

He looked around and groped his way into the river next to him.

Looking at the wooden barrel in his hand, he thought that it would be great if people could take it out without going in, so that he didn't have to carry it, and took it out when he needed it.

Thinking of this, he tried it.

To his surprise, the barrel had indeed disappeared.

At this time, he looked at the jade carving in his mind, and the wooden barrel was lying on the edge of the field.

Seeing this scene, Yang Xiaole chuckled.

It seems that this space still has a lot of functions that he hasn't figured out yet!Wait for time to explore slowly.

Follow the river to find deep water.

Because of his health, he rarely came here, he just knew the general location.

He didn't stop until he came to the bend of the river and the river water reached his waist.

After looking around, he held his breath and entered the water.

Feeling that the top of his head had been submerged, he immediately entered the space.

Looking at the wet body all over, Yang Xiaole smiled, feeling that this is feasible.

He came to the side of the wooden barrel, and then he held his breath and left the space.

The cold feeling made him want to take a breath, but he still held back.

After a pause of more than ten seconds, he felt that the bucket was getting stronger, and he hurried into the space.

"Pfft!"

The bucket was too heavy and fell heavily to the ground.

Yang Xiaole saw that this operation was indeed possible, picked up the water ladle next to him and started watering.

After pouring, he fetched water in the same way again.

A bucket.

Two barrels
……

"what!"

When the fifth bucket of water appeared, Yang Xiaole unexpectedly found a palm-sized crucian carp swimming in the bucket.

Take out the fish and feel happy for a while.

There are naturally fish in the river, but it's hard to catch fish in the flowing river.

After thinking about it, I took the fish into the water tank in the hut, added some water, and took it home when there were too many.

I didn't manage the fish and continued to water.

Time passed, and the three fields had been watered.

Yang Xiaole felt happy looking at the group of fish in the water tank.

There are white stripes, crucian carp, catfish, stickleback, dried shrimp...

There are more than a dozen palm-sized fishes, and the biggest ones are two big catfish, one weighs about 2 jin and the other weighs about 3 jin. These are good things!

The fish cannot be sold for money in the village, but someone in the commune collects it.

But he will not sell it, he is going to improve the life at home!
As for what later generations said this thing eats carrion.

He doesn't care.

Some are good to eat.

It is not good to cook fish with little oil, because if there is no oil and water, it will be very fishy and unpalatable.

But smeared with salt and baked with fire, the taste is still delicious!

But now is not the time to do this, I have been busy for a long time, and I don't know what time it is outside.

If the family is in a hurry, it will be troublesome!

Thinking of this, he immediately left the space and climbed onto the shore.

Folded a slender tree and entered the space again.

When he came out again, he walked slowly towards the house with two big catfish in his hands.

It's better now, after a while, everything belongs to the public.

If you bring a fish back and you can't prove it was caught from the river, you're in big trouble.

Because there is also a pond in Zhuangzi.

What if it is a fish stealing the pond!
It is a public property, and some fish will be collected at the end of the year.

I looked at the sun, and there was still a short time before sunset, which should be around four o'clock.

It depends on the sun to estimate the time, which he learned after he came here.

There is no way, there is no watch, and the time is all based on estimation.

"Xiao Le!"

Yang Xiaole walked upstream along the river, and when he was approaching the road leading to the village, a voice stopped him.

Turning his head to look, a group of half-grown boys were walking towards this side with shirtless arms.

Some people carried fish baskets in their hands, and some carried bamboo baskets filled with pigweed for feeding the pigs.

"Dongzi! How about fishing in the river?"

Seeing each other, Yang Xiaole smiled.

The other party is Yang Wendong, the grandson of the village chief's family, who is one year older than him.

When he came close, Yang Wendong looked at the two big fish in his hand, with envy on his face: "Where did you touch them? It's so big?"

Yang Xiaole pointed to the distance with a smile and said, "Oh, on the side of the kidnapper in front, I touched it between the rocks."

As the eldest grandson of the village head, he can be said to be a master among children of the same age.

Most of the same age in the village are headed by him.

But this guy didn't dare to bully himself.

Regardless of his poor health, he is an adult after all, so he can't deal with a few little kids?
In the commune school, he was a top student.

Relatively respectable.

And I went back and turned my mouth for a while, this guy will eat his old man's fried pork with bamboo shoots when he goes back.

Most importantly, this guy's father has a very close relationship with his own father.

More than ten years ago, when the village went hunting collectively in the nearby mountains in winter, Yang Guangzhi saved the other's father's life.

So the relationship between the two is actually very good.

Yang Wendong looked at the big fish in his hand, rolled his eyes and pulled him aside.

"Xiao Le, how about I exchange something with you?"

Because he has not eaten meat for a long time.

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole glanced at his fish basket.

There are only a few small crucian carp and some small fish such as snails, crabs, and yellow peppers, and there are not many of them.

After all, it is still difficult to catch fish in flowing rivers.

However, he did not refuse, but smiled and said: "Okay, what can you exchange for it? You went to school in the village, and you also know that this kind of big fish sells for 1 cents a catty over there. Let alone two catties, the big ones weigh at least three catties, what do you get for it?"

A relationship is a relationship, and he also lacks meat.

The production team does not have a school, only a school in the township, where the third grade of junior primary school and the second grade of senior primary school are together.

In fact, to put it bluntly, it is still elementary school.

During the time he was in school, he knew the prices of some common items here very well.

Because he always wanted to improve the lives of his family members.

However, the control is getting stricter and stricter now, coupled with his physical problems, it still doesn't matter in the end.

The supply and marketing society in the commune has a special place for collecting and selling fish. The fish collected are mainly sent to the city to ensure the supply in the big city.

Although fish is not a good thing for the countryside, it is still a meat dish after all.

At this time, everyone knew that pork was delicious, but at 6 cents a catty, plus meat tickets, there was no way to buy it in rural areas anyway.

Fish is cheap and there is no ticket.

Still able to make a move.

It's just that he has no plans to sell fish for the time being, so he will feed his family first.

At this time, the other party said that he would naturally not suffer this loss.

Yang Wendong scratched his head when he heard this.

It seems that there is nothing that can be exchanged with him!
It was really unexpected, he could only ask in a low voice: "Then what do you want, let me see if I can get it?"

Yang Xiaole thought for a while, and this guy couldn't get anything good.

Then he thought of something and his eyes lit up.

He seemed to remember that their little chick cuddled up a nest some time ago, and the space can't just grow food!

Still want meat and eggs.

Egg freedom must be achieved first.

He didn't dare to move the chickens at home. He couldn't find a reason to explain the situation to his mother, Wang Qiuju, and found that the chickens or eggs at home were missing.

She could stand at the head of the village holding an enamel jar and scold for hours.

Eighteen generations of ancestors can give you greetings over and over again.

No way, anyone's chickens are treasures.

Thinking of this, he pretended to think for a while and said, "How about this, you get me two chicks, and I'll exchange them with you."

It is not open now, and the chicks are basically born from the chicken nests at home during the spring.

There are very few buyers in the countryside, and the market is not very good.

It is true that the commune also sells them, but they will only be available in the spring of the following year.

This season, only those who have a nest at home have it.

Yang Wendong hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Okay, then wait for me, I will catch two for you, but you are not allowed to tell others, and this fish is also said to be caught by me. Give me the small one .”

Yang Xiaole did the math, and the chickens are usually 1 cents a pair.

Lost.

But he didn't care, anyway, there was still a three-jin one.

With chicks, there will be a steady stream of chickens and eggs in the future.

Thinking of this, he nodded: "Okay, I'll give you something, I'll wait for you here, remember to catch a pair of male and female, don't give me both cocks."

Yang Wendong can't tell the difference between male and female.

But he still agreed: "Okay, give me the things, and I'll be right back."

Seeing this, Yang Xiaole handed the things to him.

I'm not afraid of this guy cheating.

The other party took the things and ran back with a group of friends. On the way, he did not forget to tell his companions not to speak out.

Otherwise, I won't play with them in the future.

After Yang Xiaole watched everyone leave, he waited there.

This guy is also fast.

He came back soon, with two little chickens in his pocket: "Here, don't tell the truth! Otherwise we won't be finished."

"Okay, I see, I won't tell you if you don't tell me."

Yang Xiaole smiled indifferently, a kid.

Just too hungry.

"I'm going back first!"

Seeing that the transaction was completed, Yang Wendong was about to go back, but he thought of something and said to him; "By the way, you go back quickly, my grandfather and the others are going to your house."

After finishing speaking, he ran home.

There is fish tonight.

As for whether the chicks will be found, he doesn't care. Anyway, the chickens are all free-range now, and it's normal to encounter weasels.

Looking at Xiao ran's back, Yang Xiaole frowned.

After looking around, he came to the nearby grove and went directly into the space.

When he came here, he took a look at the ground, it was still wet, and he could plant seeds tomorrow.

He didn't care about it, threw the chickens on the open space and left, planning to come back at night to get some food for them to eat.

Because they are too small to eat the large seeds.

But I can't starve to death for a few hours.

Then he carried the biggest catfish out of the space and rushed home.

When he came home, he saw a group of people sitting in the main room of the living room.

The three old men and the village chief with the highest age in the village.

My grandfather, and my father's three brothers, a total of eight people.

As for the second aunt, fourth aunt, grandma, and my own mother, they stood by and watched them discuss important family matters.

My brothers and sisters were also watching.

Seeing him come back, everyone just glanced at him.

I just watched him drenched and took a brief look at the big fish in his hand, but I didn't pay any more attention.

Yang Xiaolong watched him come.Looking at him with a bad face, I feel my head still hurts!
Yang Xiaole glanced at him and ignored him.

If you have the ability to kill me...

Xizi saw her sickly third brother come back with such a big fish.

Immediately came over happily.

Yang Xiaole handed it to him: "Let the eldest sister kill it, and eat fish at night."

Xizi was happy for a while.

Holding the fish, he dragged the elder sister who was watching the excitement to the kitchen.

At this time, Yang Xiaole came to his mother's side.

The scene just now, mother Wang Qiuju naturally saw it, and murmured softly: "You are not in good health, why did you run into the river? What if something happened?"

A very iron face.

Yang Xiaole shook his head indifferently, and put his eyes on the table.

All eight are big smokers.

You take a sip, I take a sip, and the room is full of smoke.

Village head Yang Zhengshan took a puff of dry tobacco, showed his big yellow teeth, and said, "The warehouse is full! To be honest, I watched the dolls grow up, and they are all good dolls. Since we must separate, we can't say anything." .”

After taking another puff of tobacco, he continued; "You have already arranged your own things before, and that is the matter of Tian and Zhu, right!"

As for the money, no one mentioned it, because the Yang family was a well-known upside-down household in the village.

Yang Xiaole's tuition is still borrowed from the village.

Yang Mancang nodded slightly, and also took a puff of dry tobacco.

Fortunately, when the sons got married, they were worried that they would not be able to live there, so the house had already been built.

Otherwise, today is another big trouble.

Of course, it is not ruled out that he knows in his heart that the brothers have always been at odds.

Seeing this, Yang Zhengshan continued, "As an outsider, it's not easy for me to intervene, but you have a divided family, and it's not fair to serve a bowl of water!"

After saying this, Grandpa Yang Mancang felt a little embarrassed.

The old lady Zhao Jinhua next to her smiled and explained.

It's still the same rhetoric, what about the fourth child's pension, what's the fear of the second child's unbalanced mind.

Did not say stepfather is not stepfather.

But everyone present understood.

When the village head Yang Zhengshan heard this, he pondered for a while.

He didn't say anything, but looked at Yang Guangzhi: "Guangzhi, what do you say? You are the one who suffers the most. If you have no objections, then it's settled like this. Once it's settled, you can't change it! "

The kid had saved his son's life, and he wanted to take sides too.

As long as he shakes his head and refuses to agree, he has reason to mediate again.

Wang Qiuju was anxious for a while.

But he is a woman, and she is not in charge of the house, so she can't say anything at this time.

Yang Guangzhi was silent for a long time when he heard this.

Finally, Wang Qiuju nodded in the disappointed eyes: "Third Master, let's do it like this!"

Seeing this, Yang Zhengshan, the village head, sighed, took out the letterhead of the production team, and said, "Okay, since this is what you have discussed, then I will write it, and you will sign it later and press your fingerprint. The family separation is complete. Let's live our own lives."

Then he said to Yang Xiaole: "Xiaole, come on, you know the most characters, let me tell you to write..."

Yang Xiaole rolled her eyes.

This village head is really big-hearted, and his family is the one that suffers!

But seeing his father nodding, he still walked over silently.

Anyway, he knew what happened next, so he couldn't bear the loss.

Just find it later.

He took a dilapidated pen and said to the village chief, "Third Grandpa, tell me, I'll write!"

Yang Zhengshan nodded, took a puff of dry tobacco, and then said: "Today, Yang Mancang and his three sons..."

Yang Xiaole began to write cracklingly.

When I was a child, I had a bad temper, and the dean's grandfather often used calligraphy to temper his temper.

Really good handwriting!
But his temperament didn't change much.

I didn't have many words, so I wrote very quickly.

After a while, it was written and handed to the village chief.

The old man took the things, took a breath, and then squinted his eyes to look.

Nodding from time to time: "Well, good handwriting. No problem, you three brothers can sign, and draw a bet by the way."

Handed things over casually.

He also took out a box of ink pads.

The second child, Yang Guangping, took it directly, wrote his name like a dog crawling, and pressed his fingerprint.

The writing of the other two is not easy to see where to go.

After it was done, the village chief put the things away: "I will keep this thing for you, I will not agree to anyone who makes trouble in the future!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the second aunt Tian Cuihua laughed and said, "Then let's take the pig back first! Xiaolong, take the pig away with Xiaohu. Take one for your fourth uncle's family."

Finally, he spoke to his son.

Yang Xiaolong touched the scar on his head, feeling that today's loss was not in vain, and there will be a lot of meat at the end of the year!
He called his younger brother to pull pigs in the pigsty.

The two were happy, and one of them took a branch, opened the pigsty and went directly to the pigsty to drive the pigs.

After the family was divided, Grandpa Yang Mancang was a little embarrassed, said hello to a few people and left.

Everyone else also evacuated.

Immediately, only Yang Guangzhi's family and a middle-aged man were left in the room.

The middle-aged man looked at the disappointed Yang Guangzhi, patted him on the shoulder and smiled, "Okay, actually, you should have separated a long time ago. Now Xiaogang can also have female workers. After two years, Damei will get married." , your family can actually live better."

After finishing speaking, he said with a smile: "I can't say anything else, I can only say that your family is doing well. You will know after a while. All right, go and persuade my sister-in-law, I will go back first."

Then he smiled and said hello and left.

Yang Guangzhi was puzzled.

But in the relationship between the two, I feel that the other party will not use words to bury themselves in this way.

And Yang Xiaole who was next to him watched the other party leave and fell into thinking.

The other party was Yang Wendong's father just now, the son of the village chief.

Since the other party said this, it means that the captain of the production team has already received part of the news, otherwise there would not be such a sentence.

"Hey, how are you living these days!"

Hearing the howling sound in the courtyard, Yang Xiaole sighed.

Wang Qiuju really couldn't accept such a big loss for a while. After all, for her, the pig decided whether she could get the meat at the end of the year.

Even mission pigs don't distinguish between meat and meat, but they are still rich.

Although it is difficult to fatten pigs, and the purchase price is cheap, they can still get more than ten yuan.

Excluding the cost of buying pigs, you can save a few dollars.

In desperation, he left the yard.

At this time, Xizi, Xiaomei, and Xiaoli watched the pig being chased away, and they were all holding their mouths and crying.

For a moment, a sad atmosphere enveloped Yang Xiaole's home.

When he came to Wang Qiuju's side, he pushed her hard: "Mother, I have good news for you, don't cry."

"Good news, what good news, the pigs that have been raised for more than half a year have been taken away, what good news is there! Huh~~"

Wang Qiuju complained and started crying again.

Seeing this, Yang Xiaole leaned against her ear and muttered for a while.

The other party gradually stopped crying, wiped away tears, hiccupped, and asked: "What you said is true? After the establishment of the commune, eat collective canteens? Pigs have to be raised collectively? There is no private plot..."

Before he finished speaking, Yang Xiaole covered his mouth.

"Mother, please keep your voice down. This is a secret, you can't tell it, otherwise the village chief's family has made a mistake and will cause trouble."

Wang Qiuju glanced at him suspiciously: "How do you know?"

Yang Xiaole said helplessly: "I go to school in the village. Our teacher said that other places have already started. It must be here soon. I met Wendong today. He told me secretly. If you don't believe me, ask Dad. Did the uncle tell him? Dad, don't you think so!"

While speaking, he looked at Yang Guangzhi who had just walked over.

The second uncle he was talking about was not the second uncle Yang Guangping, but Yang Qingwu, the son of the village chief.

Ranked second, also known as the second uncle.

Since the captain of the production team knows about it, it should be fine for him to reveal a little bit, but at worst, he just said he heard it from the village.

Yang Guangzhi was still thinking about what Yang Qingwu said just now!

Hearing his son's voice, he said, "ah, what did you say?"

"Hey, did the second uncle just say that our family is doing well!"

"Ah, yes, what's the matter?"

Yang Guangzhi replied blankly.

Seeing this, Yang Xiaole said to Wang Qiuju: "Did you hear that, mother? Now, do you believe it?"

Wang Qiuju hesitated for a moment, then wiped away her tears.

He looked at his man.

The two looked at each other, Yang Guangzhi also looked confused~
Did I say something?
Seeing this, Yang Xiaole pulled the two of them into the room, and explained to them in detail.

The reason is that the newspapers in the village have already reported it, and the teachers at the school are also talking about it, it's just a matter of time.

After Wang Qiuju heard it, she complained: "You child, why didn't you say it earlier?"

Yang Xiaole had an innocent face when she heard the words: "Mother, if the second uncle hadn't said that to Dad today, you would feel that I said that, would you believe it?"

No matter how smart he is, he is still a 12-year-old kid.

Even if the children in the countryside are sensible these days, it won't work.

Hearing this, Wang Qiuju and Yang Guangzhi looked at each other and fell into deep thought.

To be honest, I can only believe half of my son's words, after all, he is still a 12-year-old child.

But you can't believe everything.

Thinking of this, Yang Guangzhi said, "Qingwu probably won't lie to me. Anyway, the family is divided and the pig is taken away. It's useless to say anything."

When Wang Qiuju heard this, she was still aggrieved.

I can only hope that what Yang Xiaole said is true, that will be fine, if you want to eat, then eat together.If we can't eat it, you don't even want to eat it.

(End of this chapter)