back to the turbulent age

Chapter 7, more than half of the family property
Zhao Chuanliang walked out of the room, groped carefully in the dark with his rice bowl in his hand, and walked towards Zhang Wan's house.

Houses in the countryside are tens of meters away.

No one can find him in the dark.

As for the militia patrols, they were outside Zhuangzi, not inside Zhuangzi.

When he came to the other party's hut, he tapped on the window lightly, and the sound was very rhythmic.

"Who!"

In the darkness, Zhang Fugui's voice came softly from the window.

"I, Ryoko, open the door, don't turn on the light."

Hearing this, there was no movement inside, only the rustling sound.

After Zhao Chuanliang delivered the message, he returned to the gate of the courtyard, looking around vigilantly.

After a while, the door was gently opened.

It was Zhang Wan who opened the door.

Zhao Chuanliang squeezed in immediately.

The two entered the main room by the faint moonlight.

After entering, the door was closed, and Zhang Wan happily asked in a low voice, "Is there any food? Hey, what does it smell like? It smells so good!"

When I entered the back room, the kerosene lamp inside was already on.

Zhao Chuanliang frowned, but he was relieved when he saw that the window was turned upside down by a whole piece of wood.

The old guy is quite careful!
But there is no way to think about it.

Only then did he take out the rice bowl that was covered by his sleeve, "Eat it, the food is ready, but it will take a few days, maybe ten days or so."

Seeing a bowl full of meat porridge, Zhang Wan swallowed.

Then he looked at his father Zhang Fugui.

Seeing his daughter's expression, he gestured: "What are you looking at me for? Here you go, you can eat! Just leave a little for me."

Hearing this, Zhang Wan went outside and brought in a rice bowl and two pairs of chopsticks.

But I still asked Zhao Chuanliang: "Have you eaten?"

"I'm here to eat, let's eat, I'll go back after eating!"

He was also afraid that his good intentions would be discovered by others, and that the two of them would be unlucky at that time. With him around, at worst, he would say that he did it himself.

Not to mention the family situation of his family, he has a second elder brother who is notoriously vicious, and an elder brother who is not clear about his mind.

No one dared to do anything to him!
One fierce, one stupid, annoyed and kill you!
Zhang Wan probably understood what he meant, nodded, and divided the contents of the rice bowl into two portions, one with more and one with less.

I gave the more to my father, and ate the less.

Zhang Fugui stared at Zhao Chuanliang for a while, sighed, picked up his rice bowl and began to eat.

Usually hungry hands are shaking.

Now that there are so many thick things, how can you not be excited!

Zhao Chuanliang saw that Zhang Wan was eating like the sixth child, Zhao Mei, and tears fell down his face.

Then sighed.

Looking around, he asked Zhang Wan, "Is there any Ai Ye left at home?"

"Yeah, there's still some leftovers to smoke mosquitoes in summer! What are you doing?"

Zhang Wan nodded, pointing to four or five wilted wormwood in the corner and said.

Zhao Chuanliang stood up and took one carefully, fearing it might break.

Light it on a kerosene lamp.

I flicked it to extinguish the fire, and suddenly there was a puff of smoke from the burning place, and a strong smell of burning wormwood filled the whole room.

Masked the faint meaty aroma.

He didn't burn it again, put it aside and said: "It will be fine after a while, be careful."

Seeing his actions, Zhang Wan understood.

He pursed his lips and nodded.

The two ate very quickly, and the meat was cooked badly by him, so they finished eating the rice bowl in a short while.

The bowl is also licked clean.

"Here! Thank you!"

Zhang Wan returned the job to him with a blushing face. Although this scene was normal in every household, she was still a little embarrassed.

Zhao Chuanliang took the job and said to her: "The matter of the food is ready. It will take about ten days and half a month. This should last. You wait for my news. I will go back first!"

After speaking, he stood up and prepared to leave.

Seeing this, Zhang Wan stood up and prepared to see him off.

When I came to the door, there was a light just now, my eyes felt a little uncomfortable, and my movements were a little slower.

Reach out to open the door.

"bump!"

Gently opened it, but it didn't open successfully.

I know that there is a latch made with foreign nails.

"Hey, wait a minute, I'm coming!"

Seeing this, Zhang Wan who was behind stepped forward and passed him, reached out and pulled out the nail, and opened the door.

Seeing this, Zhao Chuanliang lifted his foot and went out.

Zhang Wan, who was behind her, blushed and followed out, because when she touched the latch just now, she touched Zhao Chuanliang's hand.

"Close the door, I'm leaving!"

Zhao Chuanliang's words made her recover from her shyness, she hummed lightly, watched him leave, and then gently closed the door.

Sweet home.

Zhao Chuanliang didn't notice the details just now. At this moment, he was thinking about the problem of grain seeds.

A few days ago, just after the autumn harvest, the sweet potato stalks were distributed.

They also got some.

But they have been air-dried, and what they are going to eat in winter can be eaten as wild vegetables by soaking them in warm water. Otherwise, there is no hope of saving any more if they rely on that little grain.

Over the past two years, each household has its own means of survival.

Sweet potato breeding takes time, too slowly.

Do they all grow corn?
Corn yields are too low.

Wheat is only available in the storage room of the production team, and it is absolutely impossible for the seed maker to move it by himself.

Headache.

Forget it.

Get out the non-staple food and the like first.

While thinking, he quietly returned home, and at this time a group of people were sitting in the main room without sleeping.

are waiting for him.

And the food in the pot was cleaned up by everyone, and they were full.

There was also a faint smell of wormwood in the room.

After entering, he said to Yang Huaihua: "Mother, give me some seeds, not too many, just use a little. Especially soybeans."

Now soybeans are basically comparable to strategic materials. Only when the swelling is particularly serious, you can go to a big hospital in the city to prescribe two catties, and only two catties can be prescribed a month.

If it is a little better, it will not be opened.

The hospital is qualitatively serious, it is really serious.

The family has private plots, and some soybeans must be planted, which are life-saving things in winter.

It's a pity that the private land is only one-third of the land, and the family's usual food expenses must be guaranteed. There are not many soybeans that can be grown, and it is estimated to be about a catty.

This is for those who have severe swelling at home.

Mother Yang Huaihua looked at her man, saw him nodding, got up and went to the kitchen, and came back with a cloth bag.

Put it on the table: "It's all here."

Zhao Chuanliang opened it and looked at it. It looked like a total of two catties, part of which was used to keep seeds, and part of which would be consumed in winter.

Soybeans are the most, about a catty.

There are also some other kinds of seeds, not many. After all, it is enough to leave a few seeds like wax gourd and pumpkin.

Regardless of what's inside, put things away.

After thinking about it, he still needs to grow sweet potatoes.

For one mu of land to raise seedlings with cuttings, about [-] catties of sweet potatoes are needed as seeds. It seems like a lot, but in fact there are only thirty or forty.

Sweet potatoes have a high yield and can also be used as animal feed.

If you don't plant it, it's too much for God!

Thinking of this, he finally continued: "Father, give me some of the sweet potatoes at home, I will be useful!"

Zhao Tiegen couldn't bear it anymore.

"Can't you finish talking all at once? Cut bit by bit with a knife?"

Zhao Chuanliang smiled when he saw this.

He also has to think about a lot of things!
Seeing his expression, Zhao Tiegen's heart ached for a while. He couldn't stand it if he couldn't earn twice as much after paying so much.

"Give it to him, give it all to him!"

After speaking, he put on a cotton jacket and went back to the house.

With so much food taken from the family, it is impossible to say that I am not guilty.

(End of this chapter)