It starts with the production team driving the big truck

Chapter 507 The Guanli family has come to escape the spring famine!

"What else can I do? I'm just begging for food!"

beg?

Sun Jianping thought of the story that Lao Cao and Lao Chengtou told him about escaping from the Spring Famine in Guanli. Looking back a hundred years ago, weren't all the Han people in the Northeast fleeing from the Guanli to escape from the Spring Famine?
The figure was getting closer and closer. Sun Jianping stood up, put his hand on his forehead and looked into the distance. He saw a begging team of more than thirty people. They were all wearing ragged clothes and their hair was sticky, like A piece of felt rolled out by a wool factory worker, holding a stick in his hand and a hemp rope with several broken sections tied around his waist. His eyes were empty and lifeless, and he was only driven by instinct to move towards them along the road. Walk.

Zhang Ziyi looked at these people with a dazed expression. His thoughts seemed to go back to more than a hundred years ago. Did his great-grandfather's generation also come through this way?
"Uncle, look..."

"What else can be done? Go back to the village quickly and ask Lao Cao to take out some of the grain in stock to make some food. We can't let people go hungry..."

The folks in the Northeast have a natural affinity for the refugees in Guan Nei, especially the people from Shandong. After all, they were all once fellow villagers, and some were even brothers of the same clan and ethnicity. Who would we help if we didn’t help them?

Gradually, the group of people came closer and saw the river and the rice fields. They were all very thirsty. They took off the broken enamel tea jars from their waists and went to scoop out water from the rice fields.

"You can't drink this water!"

Sun Jianping quickly stopped him.

Everyone raised their heads and looked at him with puzzled expressions.

"Young man, aren't we even allowed to drink water?"

"It's not that you're not allowed to drink it, this water is unhygienic." Sun Jianping felt a little frightened by the scorching eyes of everyone, and pointed to the village, "Go into the village, and I'll boil some hot water for you!"

"Thank you so much!"

The leader, an old man in his sixties, hurriedly clasped his fists. Sun Jianping smiled awkwardly, feeling very uncomfortable.

The foal stood on the side of the road, holding a handful of grass in its mouth and tilting its head, watching curiously as its owner led the group of ragged people onto the small bridge and into the village.

These humans are so strange!

In the village, after learning that the folks from their hometown in Shandong had come to escape famine, almost every household came out and stood on the roadside, looking at these "guests" from the "Guanli Family" with friendly eyes.

Lao Cao stood at the gate of the team headquarters, walked a few steps, and fisted each other with the leading old man, "Brother, it's hard work coming from afar, come in quickly, have a rest, and have a drink of water!"

"It's really embarrassing for our ancestors, they have all been forced to flee..." The old man in charge blushed, and Lao Cao smiled, "No one has a horse with a high horse and a short pedal, so you can relax when you get here. , take a breather first, I’ll get you some food!”

"Uncle, let me catch two fish for them!"

Sun Jianping approached Lao Cao and lowered his voice.

These people fleeing from famine are so pitiful that even a hard-hearted person will feel a little softer after seeing them!
"No, no, no!" Lao Cao waved his hands repeatedly, "My child, you don't understand. To prepare food for these hungry and anxious people, you must not make steamed buns or eat thorns!"

"What?"

"Why, as soon as the steamed buns are in your stomach and you drink two mouthfuls of cold water, you will feel uncomfortably bloated. Sometimes it can kill you! Besides, everyone is hungry and anxious. When eating fish, you have to eat all the bones, in case it gets pierced in the throat. There will be trouble here!"

That's it!

Learned again!

"That……"

"That's it, I'll ask your Uncle Zhang to kill the little Krong in the pig pen of the production team, and then ask your sister-in-law to bring over some of the new vegetables..."

"That little krona only weighs more than seventy pounds. How much meat can it produce? How about I go to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy some? Buy lean meat, it's cheap!"

Sun Jianping suggested, and Lao Cao thought about it, took out ten yuan from his pocket, counted it several times, and then handed it to him reluctantly, "Just buy these, if there are cheap big-bone sticks, you can also fix them." Come back and make some soup!"

"I know, uncle!"

Sun Jianping took the money, took out the black horse and hitched it to the carriage. When he saw the tall horse with its head raised and two meters high, those who came to escape were extremely envious!

Look at this production team!

Such a big beast! "drive!"

Sun Jianping jumped on the car, picked up the whip and cracked it. The wheels grinded the dust on the ground and left the village.

He walked around Jijia Oil Mill, took out the pork "copied" from the small bottle when building terraces a few days ago, and threw it into the car with a bang. As for the ten yuan...

Hehe, it just happened to be charged!

He went around in a big circle and came back, wiping the sweat on his forehead, "Uncle, this is all the supply and marketing cooperative has left. I've covered all the ten yuan, do you think so?"

"Okay, okay, this pig must weigh more than thirty kilograms, and there are also these old pig bones. Don't you want a ticket?"

"Based on our relationship with the supply and marketing cooperative, do we still need tickets?"

"That's pretty good. Lao Zhang, come over here and quickly take off the meat and stew it. Old girl, you can bring some skewers of mushrooms over here..."

Smelling the fragrance wafting from the house, the villagers who came to escape swallowed their saliva one by one, stretched their necks and looked into the house.

"Come here and wash your faces!"

Liu Guiying brought a basin of water and put a piece of suet soap that Sun Jianping brought back from the grassland. She greeted everyone with a smile. A tall girl walked over and looked at the clear water and then at the white jade-like piece of sheep oil. Oil soap, a little hesitant.

"Hurry up and wash up. After you wash up, you can eat."

Liu Guiying looked at her side face and raised her eyes as if she had discovered some treasure!
This girl is really good looking!

Those with thick eyebrows and big eyes are a little bit dulled by the wind and frost along the way!

My second brother Tomita doesn’t have a partner yet!

or……

"Da, let me wash my face first..."

"Man'er, wash it, wash it!"

The eldest girl lowered her head, moistened her face first, then picked up the soap and rubbed it. The clear water became dirty at a speed visible to the naked eye!
She looked at the turbid water, blushed, and simply pulled off her braids and started washing!

Liu Guiying quietly talked to her second brother Fu Tian. The young man was fifteen years old and had stopped going to school for a long time. He was helping his parents with household chores at home.

"Second brother, look how beautiful that girl is!"

"It's really exciting!" Zhang Futian's eyes suddenly widened!

As for good looks, there are many beautiful ones in the village, such as Sister Huihui, Sister Fenglan, Sister Fengxia, and the newcomer Xia Ying, but they are either older than him or educated youths who have gone to the countryside, so they look down on them. These poor country boys.

People in that era were generally precocious, and many people got married and had children at the age of eighteen or nineteen. In the blink of an eye, Zhang Futian was also at the age where he wanted women!
"This guy's eyes are wide open! I'll tell my parents about it!"

Liu Guiying is the most enthusiastic about this kind of thing!

She will be eighteen years old after the Chinese New Year. If Uncle Cao hadn't blocked her from getting married prematurely, she and Zhang Fucai would have consummated their marriage long ago!

Although living in the Zhang family is good in every way, it is not good to spread the word. If only I could keep this girl and keep her company...

Her little plan worked!
Don't you dare go to Zhang Ziyi and talk about things that don't even have to be mentioned!
After the elder girl finished washing, the water had turned into a pot of mud soup. She poured the water outside the yard with a red face. When Li Xiuzhi saw it, she hurriedly took the enamel basin and poured water again. "Everyone, come and wash up." Come on! This road is all made of dirt..."

Shandong people are very face-conscious and respect old etiquette. When she said this, they felt a little embarrassed on their faces, and they lined up to wash their hands, face and hair.

Finally, when it was time for dinner, more than thirty people in the group lined up as usual. Each person carried a clean enamel rice bowl and filled it with a full bowl of rice porridge.

Smelling the aroma of rice porridge, many people gulped, stood on tiptoe, and looked at the less and less rice porridge in the basin, for fear that it would be their turn to have nothing to eat!
"Gentlemen, our hometown suffered a disaster and was in trouble. Thanks to the kindness of Secretary Li of the commune, he issued a famine escape permit for us and allowed us to come to the Guandong Mountains to ask for a bite to eat. Let us not forget the rights of the people in this village. Such kindness!”

The old man at the head was carrying a bowl full of rice porridge and shouted to everyone at the top of his lungs!
(End of this chapter)