Reborn in the red age

Chapter 77 For the people, trust me, I won’t lie to you
Hu Jiabao woke up from bed the next day. After listening to Ma Wenhui vividly describe his performance last night, he was in a state of confusion. When Hu Jiabao reacted, he let out a scream and pulled the quilt away. He covered his head and was too embarrassed to see anyone.

During breakfast in the morning, Hu Jiabao's breakfast was served by Ma Wenhui.

After everyone finished breakfast, Wang Weimin came to Li Qingfeng and winked and said: "Brother, I think Hu Jiabao has been embarrassed to see you these past two days. Do you think Hu Jiabao is interested in you? Otherwise, yesterday When she gets drunk, she only dances with you."

"Whoever you dance with after drinking too much is interested in you? Your mind is too unhealthy. Ours was a purely revolutionary dance of friendship." Li Qingfeng pushed Wang Weimin's head aside and said angrily.

During the period of educated youth, Li Qingfeng had no intention of having any relationship beyond friendship with the female educated youth. They lived together and could see and eat food. Wouldn't that make things difficult for him? He should wait until he went to college to consider this aspect.

When the time comes, I will buy an apartment near the school, and as long as no multi-person sports are held in my own home, the two of us can do whatever they want, and no one will care.

"Yes, yes, you are the boss. Everything you said is right." After Wang Weimin teased him in a weird tone, he changed the subject and talked about the New Year: "Brother, it will be New Year's Eve in four days. Look, Should we go buy some red paper, firecrackers, etc. I think the village is not strict and the children are setting off firecrackers."

After pricking up his ears and listening to the faint sound of firecrackers coming from the village, Li Qingfeng did not make a decision directly. Instead, he found Zhou Yongjun to discuss the Spring Festival.

Hearing Qingfeng Li's intention, Zhou Yongjun thought for a while, nodded and said, "Since last year, the policy has been a little looser. Qingshan Brigade can set off cannons during the Chinese New Year, but they can't visit graves openly. We used to have fewer people. I don’t celebrate the New Year very much, so I just write a couplet. This year there are more people, so it can be lively and lively.”

Since Zhou Yongjun also agreed, Li Qingfeng had nothing to say and borrowed a bicycle to lead Wang Weimin towards the commune.

Halfway through, Qingfeng Li actually regretted it. The snow was so damn slippery that he overturned his car in various ways. He could slide several meters away. Can you believe it?

That is to say, if you wear thick clothes in winter, otherwise the two of them will fall out.

"Brother, I will never go out with you again."

Wang Weimin emerged from the snow cave again, vomited out a mouth full of snow, and looked at Qingfeng Li resentfully.

Shaking the snow off his body, Qingfeng Li touched his nose awkwardly: "Don't worry, I promise you, this is the last time, I have mastered the trick of riding in the snow, and I will never fall on you again. Your brother, I am absolutely worthy of your trust."

Under Wang Weimin's dubious gaze, the two of them picked up the bicycle that had slid a few meters away and got back on the road.

After riding for about 200 meters, the front was fine. The bicycle wheel ran over a pit. The wheel slipped and the person tilted. The two of them came into close contact with the snow on the ground.

"For the people, don't leave. If you believe me, I won't lie to you."

"Really, if you look back, I've really mastered my skills. Oh my god, fuck me."

An hour later, Wang Weimin appeared on the street of the commune, carrying his bicycle and following the swaggering Qingfeng Li.

Because the Chinese New Year is coming soon, the commune street is very busy with people coming and going. The adults are carrying New Year's goods in their hands, and people's faces are beaming with joy.

Groups of little boys ran wildly on the street. The kid with a cannon in his hand held a sparkling twig in one hand. He lit the cannon and threw it at the little girl. The little girl was so scared that she screamed. Yelling, he was smiling.

In this scene, Qingfeng Li’s hands feel itchy and he wants to fry cow dung.
Now there are people everywhere in the town. It’s so crowded that I can’t walk. I finally squeezed to the door of the supply and marketing cooperative. When I saw that the supply and marketing cooperative was full of people, I thought, good guy, let’s forget it. Qingfeng Li didn’t want to Experience the feeling of your feet off the ground.

I walked around the streets of the commune and bought New Year supplies from the state-owned stalls on the roadside. Then I started looking for firecrackers.

Although the policy is loose these days, it is impossible to find them in state-owned stores. They are all homemade firecrackers sold by speculators.

Firecrackers use black gunpowder. The raw materials of black gunpowder are sulfur, saltpeter, and charcoal. It is relatively easy to make. Many old people can make firecrackers by themselves.

It is not difficult to find firecracker sellers during the Chinese New Year period. When you walk to the corner of an alley, there is someone hanging around with a bunch of firecrackers.

Firecrackers were sold very cheaply. In addition to buying a lot of firecrackers, Qingfeng Li also bought a lot of black gunpowder. He was going to add some sugar to it and make a bigger firecracker to fry cow dung.

On the way back, he met a carriage that was coming to the commune to buy new year's goods. Li Qingfeng spent five cents and everyone got on the carriage.

As soon as they returned to Qingshan Brigade Village with their bicycles, they saw a large number of people surrounding the open space in front of the village. Li Qingfeng and the others hurried over to check the situation.After squeezing into the crowd and asking around, it turned out that the village had decided to kill the pigs and share the meat today, and everyone was here waiting to see the pigs being killed.

Qingfeng Li asked Wang Weimin to carry the bicycle to the accountant, while he stayed at the entrance of the village to join in the fun.

Under the endless calls of everyone, a big black pig raised in the village was tied up and carried to the stone table at the entrance of the village by several strong men. Under the command of the captain, the pig's head was placed on the edge of the table and faced towards the pig. A large basin was placed at the throat of the pig to catch the pig's blood.

The butcher who had already sharpened the knife walked up to the pig, and regardless of how the pig struggled and squeaked, the butcher who was not holding the knife pinched the pig's throat, then raised the bright butcher's knife in his hand, and puffed It plunged in all at once, from the throat to the heart. That stab was really damn sure and sharp.

The pig screamed violently and struggled for a few times before losing its breath, and only the gurgling blood was still flowing.

After the pig's blood is gone, the helper quickly takes the pig's blood away and stirs it constantly with chopsticks to prevent it from coagulating. This is a good thing and can be used to make delicious blood sausage.

The butcher neatly used hot water to hair the pig's legs. After shaving all the hair, he picked up a sharp knife and expertly decomposed the pork with an axe.

The children were not afraid when they saw the pig being slaughtered. They boldly stepped forward to watch the butcher decompose the pork, and their mouths watered when they saw the blood-streaked pork.

People nowadays are really thrifty. There is almost nothing left in the pig's body that is thrown away, not to mention the pig's internal organs. All of these are eaten. After the intestines are cleaned, the blood sausage is immediately filled.

Even the pancreas and bladder are not wasted. The pancreas can be used to wash clothes after it is dried, and the bladder can be inflated and used as a balloon for children to play with.

Qingfeng Li watched in amazement. This was the first time he had watched someone kill a pig on site. If you asked him how he felt, Qingfeng Li could only say that the black pork was delicious, but there was no other feeling.

There are several production teams in the Qingshan Brigade. Naturally, a thousand people will not kill just one pig. The pig killing point is divided into several batches to be carried out at the same time.

When the meat was divided, under the auspices of the brigade leader, the members of the Qingshan brigade divided it first, and the educated youths came last. The meat that was divided was lean meat that others did not want.

The others didn't know what they were thinking. Anyway, Qingfeng Li was quite happy. He didn't like to eat fat meat, so it was good to have lean meat.

Back at the small courtyard for educated youth, all the educated youths were beaming with joy. After all, they had received meat. Although it was lean meat, it was better than nothing. They could have a good year this year, and the meat they ate was better than at home.

No one in the Educated Youth Courtyard took advantage of the New Year supplies that Qingfeng Li bought, and everyone returned their share of the money to Qingfeng Li.

Now everyone in the educated youth courtyard has money. The grading meeting has been held a few days ago, and the brigade has also distributed this year's rations. The old educated youths have also received some money, not to mention the old educated youths. They are still speculating, and they definitely have a lot of money in their hands.

It is worth mentioning that when Li Qingfeng was rating, all the members gave him a score of 5, which was one point lower than Aunt Zhao. He got the highest work score among the new educated youths, which made the new educated youths this year envious.

Look, isn't the benefit of having a good relationship with the villagers reflected in this? Even if you are working in the fields, your labor score is higher than that of Wang Weimin, who only knows how to work.

Of course, this is only compared to the educated youths. Qingfeng Li of the seventh team was ranked third from the bottom every time. The two old, weak, sick and disabled people behind him were one point higher than Qingfeng Li. Who are you trying to explain?

After receiving the pork that day, these educated youths did not feast on it that night. Instead, they kept all the pork and waited until New Year's Eve for everyone to have a good meal together.

They are all wanderers in a foreign country, and their family members are not around, so gathering together with friends around them to have a good meal can be regarded as celebrating the New Year.

Ma Wenhui's family is from the Heilongjiang Province, and they are supposed to go back to celebrate the New Year, but they just don't want to go back. Li Qingfeng and others didn't ask for specific reasons. There is no shortage of food and drink here, so they can stay in Qingshan Brigade and celebrate the New Year together.

After dinner in the evening, everyone gathered in the boys' dormitory to pick up the window grilles. After all, they hadn't cut the windows in nine years. Everyone's hands were a little rusty. Fortunately, Zhao Haixia and Wang Xianglan, two 22-year-old elder sisters, taught them how to do it. Otherwise, it would be even worse.

"Qingfeng Li, look what you cut. Don't waste red paper here. Didn't you buy firecrackers? Go out and set off the firecrackers."

After cutting out several pieces of red paper, Zhao Haixia couldn't bear that Qingfeng Li wasted the red paper, so she snatched the scissors from Qingfeng Li's hand and kicked Qingfeng Li out of the team of cutting window grilles.

As he said this, he also showed the four figures cut out by Qingfeng Li for everyone to watch, which made the female educated youths who cut the paper cover their mouths in joy.

(End of this chapter)