Take Arada back to the past

Chapter 7, Deliberately burying people
While thinking, Yang Xiaolong from the second family walked over with a smile.

He said to Yang Guangzhi: "Well, third master, my father said that one mouthful of this pot belongs to our family, and I have to take it back."

Yang Guangzhi was taken aback when he heard this.

It was only now that I recalled that when I was temporarily separated, I had a lot of family members, so I asked for an extra pot.

At that time, he said that his father, Yang Mancang, would apply to the production team and write a note to the supply and marketing cooperative in the village to buy a pot.

At that time, the pot will be returned to the second child.

Later, the money was used to buy a new pot for the second child, and in the end it was nothing.

(Many people here probably want tickets for iron pots. At that time, tickets were required in the city, but iron pot tickets were not required in rural areas. The village would issue a note to the commune to buy them according to the situation. Otherwise, where to buy pots in the countryside, of course this ticket is also It’s not open casually, each household has a limit, including cooking pig food, a total of 2.)
Hearing this, Yang Guangzhi's face turned livid, "Get out! Tell your father to come to me for it! You have to take everything to your own house, no matter what, you have to show some face? Do you want to go to the village and talk about it?"

Hearing this, Yang Xiaolong shrugged resentfully.

When his father came, he said that this pot might not come back, but he still wanted to come over and bury it twice.

This wound on the head is not in vain.

Then he said indifferently: "That's fine, I'll leave the pot to you, don't say how much your family has suffered, why does this pot cost a few dollars!"

After finishing speaking, he saw his third master's face change.

Hurry up and run.

If you get beaten up, you won't be able to find someone to reason with.

He could beat Yang Xiaogang to death, but he didn't dare and couldn't do anything to the third master.

When Yang Xiaogang saw him running out, he was so angry that he picked up a lump of soil on the ground and threw it outside.

"Ouch!"

I thought it would be impossible to hit, but I didn't expect a scream from outside.

Yang Xiaogang was overjoyed when he saw this, and looked at the others: "Hey, I really did it!"

Wang Qiuju was about to get angry.

But seeing that her man had already spoken, she finally endured it.

He turned his head and glanced at the big catfish that Yang Xiaomei had already handled half.

He roared angrily: "You brat, with your body, can you go down the river to fish? What if you can't come up?"

It is not easy to catch the third son's ear.

Chatted there.

"Hey! Mom, I won't dare again in the future."

Yang Xiaole knew that her ears didn't really hurt.

But if you don't cooperate, my old lady will really kill me in a while.

Do not challenge this authority.

Although he was already an adult in his heart, he was an orphan in his previous life, but he enjoyed this feeling very much.

Wang Qiuju was satisfied after hearing her son's words.

It was dusk now.

Wang Qiuju touched her tears, stood up, put on her apron and went to the well.

Taking over Yang Xiaomei's work, she started to play with catfish, telling her eldest daughter, "Go and put away the rice, and stew the fish later."

But looking at the daughter who was about to leave, he hesitated and said, "Soak some vermicelli and stew them together later, don't soak too much. This week, we should improve the food in advance."

Yang Xiaomei happily went to serve the meal when she heard the words, and soaked up the fans by the way.

Vermicelli is a good thing. I seldom eat it at ordinary times. I only eat it during festivals and busy farming seasons.

I didn't expect to cook vermicelli today.

Seeing this, Yang Xiaole knew that her mother's heart was torn.

What is not happy is that the family is separated, and all the good things are divided.

I'm happy that the family is separated, and I don't have to look at other people's faces in the future, and I will be the Lafayette in the family from now on.

"Mom! There's no more soy sauce."

Yang Xiaomei hurriedly ran out of the kitchen and said anxiously.

In the absence of oil, soy sauce must be used to stew fish, otherwise it will taste fishy and unpalatable.

"Hey, eating fish takes too much soy sauce."

Wang Qiuju sighed when she heard the words, and said to her eldest son, "Xiao Gang, take the eggs to the brigade to exchange for some soy sauce. There seem to be three of them, and I exchanged them all."

When Yang Xiaogang heard this, he hurried to the kitchen, and ran out with three eggs and an oily salt water bottle.

The brigade is still far away from here, and it takes half an hour to go back and forth.

Running fast is another story.

Yang Guangzhi stood there smiling, smoking a dry cigarette.

"Okay, don't be angry, from now on, you will be in charge of this small matter."

Hearing this, Wang Qiuju glared at him: "How can you take care of things big and small inside and outside the house?"

Hearing this, Yang Guangzhi smoked a cigarette and left resentfully.

The other party is angry and cannot afford to offend.

Fourth younger brother Xizi and fifth younger sister Xiaoli have been processing fish around Wang Qiuju because they can eat meat at night.

Yang Xiaole looked at this scene and smiled.

It will be better in the future.

Then quietly returned to the room.

He wants to try how this space is used.

When I got back to the house, it was already dusk. There was no kerosene lamp in the house, and it was very dim, almost invisible.

Now is not the time to light a lamp.

Wait until after dinner to order.

Because kerosene is expensive!
Moreover, a household only has a ration of three taels of kerosene for a month, and it will be gone after ordering.

As for electricity?
A few years ago, it was said that it was going to be powered on, but until now there is no sign of it.

At that time, when the village heard that the electricity was connected, they were so excited that they buried all the wooden poles.

pity!

There was no movement for several years.

"Snapped!"

After slapping a mosquito that just lay on his leg to death, he began to prepare to experiment secretly.

It is only half a month before the start of school.

He wants to arrange things in the space during this period.

After trying several times, he discovered the pattern.

The things he grabs can be thrown into the space directly, and nothing else can be done, and the things inside can be taken out without him going in.

It's really much more convenient now.

However, things that can be thrown into the space cannot be fixed things.

For example, Kang tables are fine, but wood nailed to the ground is not.

"Grumble!"

After experimenting for a while, his stomach was already starving.

Originally, watering the ground today made him exhausted, but now he was already hungry.

If he doesn't eat anymore, he probably will have hypoglycemia.

But the meal was not cooked yet, so he could only endure it.

Thinking of the two little chickens in the space, he thought for a while and came to the kitchen.

At this time, the sound of bubbling in the pot, accompanied by bursts of aroma, made Yang Xiaole's stomach even more uncomfortable.

"Mom, when will it be better!"

Before he could ask, Old Si Xizi had already started asking.

"Eat, eat, eat, you will know how to eat. You have asked eight hundred times, and it will take a while, otherwise the stew will not taste good."

Xizi didn't care either.

Staring at the fish in the pot with a smile, drooling.

The black and thin fifth sister next to her is similar.

Seeing this, Yang Xiaole pretended to be wandering in the kitchen, and came to the big tank where the grain was stored. The cornmeal in it was almost bottomed out.

Then he pretended to urge and said, "Mother, there is not much cornmeal left, so it needs to be ground."

Wang Qiuju glanced back and nodded: "Understood, let's come back to grind some at noon tomorrow, let your father go to Qingwu's house, and borrow the mule from the production team."

After finishing speaking, he quietly cut the freshly washed Chinese cabbage there.

Yang Xiaole nodded upon hearing this.

The grain at home is ground when it is eaten, and there is a place for grinding grain in the village.

But it takes money to harvest grain there, and if there is no money, it is okay to give grain, and things like bran must be given to them.

Therefore, the family seldom goes to the village to get them. They only go to the village to exchange things such as rice when it is troublesome to get them.

Seeing that no one was paying attention, he bent down and stretched out his hand to look in the bowl, then got up and stood up again.

silently left.

At this point he already had some cornmeal in his space.

After finishing it, he silently exited the kitchen, came to the back of the firewood pile, and quietly entered the space after making sure it was safe.

After entering, Yang Xiaole frowned. It was dusk here just like outside.

It seems that there is also day and night here!
Can't figure out what's going on.

After that, I didn't care anymore.

At this time, the two chicks had already run to the grass on the slope, looking for food there.

But he also saw that there seemed to be no bugs here, only some grass seeds that fell on the ground.

Yang Xiaole thought for a while, and felt that they still needed to feed them some food, otherwise they would not grow up.

After all, he doesn't know if the food in this space is useful or not!
The two chicks were caught and placed beside the cornmeal.

The chick was dazed for a while, then found the cornmeal on the ground, and began to peck it.

Yang Xiaole looked around and felt that he still needed to give the chicken some water.

Went to the wooden house, took out a gray-black earthenware bowl, and poured a little water left in the wooden barrel into the bowl.

Put it next to the chick, and don't care about it anymore.

There was still a while before the meal was ready, and he saw that the open space was no longer as muddy as before.

The field that was watered first was barely fit for planting.

After thinking for a while, he took out some wheat seeds and sprinkled them on the land that was watered first, then pulled them with a rake a few times, and covered them with soil.

Seems like that, right?

Time was tight, and he didn't make too much, only about one-tenth of the land.

The rest will be done slowly during the day tomorrow!

After finishing it, he came to the water tank in the house and saw that the fish were alive and well, so he was relieved, don't die!
Fortunately, the water tank is big enough, otherwise the fish would die within a few days.

Wait a few days to dig a small pond here, enough to feed the family, and it doesn't need to be too big.

After washing his hands in the fish tank, he quietly left the space.

At this time, he felt strange for a while, he knew his own physical condition, he was so tired today, if it was in the past, he would have collapsed from exhaustion a long time ago.

Although I feel very tired and sleepy today, I still persevere.

Unknowingly, he felt that Yushan might not absorb his nutrition, so he should be liberated.

When he came out, he quietly came to the yard.

It was almost dark outside by now.

"Clap clap clap!"

After killing several large mosquitoes in a row, he hurriedly walked towards the house.

(End of this chapter)