Reborn to be rich

Chapter 3 The taste of home
Zhang Guodong walked into the courtyard and saw that only the kerosene lamp was on in the north room. Two younger sisters and a younger brother were in the north room. The third sister was making porridge by the stove. The fourth sister was playing with the fifth brother on the Kang. , happily watching them shout.

The third sister, Zhang Ping, is 14 years old this year, and she is already slim. She has excellent grades in the second year of junior high school, and she is in the top ten in every exam. He is the closest to Zhang Guodong, and he is willing to tell him many things that he does not want to say to his mother.

The fourth sister, Zhang Xiaoyue, is just 9 years old this year. She doesn't like reading. She is only in the second grade and has been repeated for two years.

However, the fourth sister was beyond everyone's expectations when she became an adult. She went to the south alone to work, and a few years later she started a wholesale business in Chang'an City. Although she was a bit tired, she lived a good life.

"Xiaoyue, go and get some firewood for your third sister." His mother was making corn, and Zhang Xiaoyue got off the kang very reluctantly. His personality was completely different from that of his sister. He was flamboyant and rebellious. He was unwilling to communicate with others about anything. , is the object that adults like to teach. Zhang Guodong didn't like to see this fourth sister very much. It wasn't until he finally heard what the fourth sister said at the wedding that he really had a deep understanding of Zhang Xiaoyue.

"Mom, I'm with Xiaoyue!" Zhang Guodong saw the fourth sister leaving the house carrying the firewood cage, so he followed.

"You've been tired all day, take a break! We can see her just a few steps away with the door open."

"I'm not tired, the fourth sister is still younger, and the speed of tearing firewood is too slow!" Zhang Guodong walked out of the house to take the firewood cage of the fourth sister. Zhang Xiaoyue saw her elder brother come to help her, and happily took his arm.

"Brother, is it fun for you to go to Jiaocun Township for a few days?" Children are afraid of the dark when they go out at night, but it will be much better if someone follows them.

"It's not fun. Jiaocun Township is similar to our Ganjing Township. There are not as many people as Ganjing Township!" The wheat straw pile just entered the door, and Zhang Guodong put down the firewood cage to grab the wheat straw. He was much stronger than Xiaoyue. Three times a firewood cage is full of wheat straw.

"Brother, you are really good!" It took her several minutes to fill the firewood cage by herself.

"Okay, let's go!" Zhang Guodong easily carried the firewood cage with one hand, and held the hand of the fourth sister with the other. For the first time, Zhang Xiaoyue felt the love he had never had before.

Back at the house, the whole family was very lively together. The third sister was sitting and eating while burning firewood, and soon the smell of rice filled the whole room.

"Come on, eat! Guorui, hurry up and resist, if you don't eat, Dad and brother will finish eating!"

When Xiao Guorui heard this, he hurriedly climbed down from the kang. They only ate from noon until now. In rural areas, there is little food and there are usually two meals a day without heavy work.

The whole family gathered around a big kang table, each with a large bowl of corn porridge, a plate of pickled vegetables in the middle, and a pile of baba buns on a plate, which was the corn baba that Zhang Guodong and the three had for lunch. Grabbing one in his hand, he ate it with big mouthfuls.

Zhang Chenglin picked up one and broke it in half, everyone started to work, and soon there was only one corn left on the plate.

"Eat! What are you looking at?" Zhang Chenglin looked at Zhang Guodong and asked.

"Well, Dad, you can eat too!" Zhang Guodong saw that his mother had only eaten a few mouthfuls, and the polenta bowl was mostly thin soup. In his last life, he never thought about these details of his mother, he just complained that they gave him too little, Thinking of Zhang Guodong's bottom, a mouthful of porridge, a mouthful of steamed buns, and then a mouthful of pickles, it didn't feel so bad to eat.

After drinking two large bowls of porridge, one corn bark could at most coax the stomach down. Zhang Guodong's slightly hungry stomach became a little bloated, most of which were filled with water, and it was estimated that a few urinations at night would be enough.

There are only three rooms in Zhang Guodong's family. His parents live in the kitchen in the north, Zhang Guodong and his second brother live in the middle, and the third sister, fourth sister, and younger brother live in the south room.After dinner, the mother and the third sister washed the dishes, but the younger brother had already started to doze off, so the fourth sister took him to sleep.Conditions in the countryside are poor, and it is not uncommon for children in their teens to live in the same room. In some difficult situations, it is common for a large family to squeeze into one room.

Walking into this familiar yet unfamiliar room, many memories of Zhang Guodong's memory can't help coming out.Zhang Guotao took out a box of matches by the side of the kang, polished it with great effort, climbed onto the kang, and lit the kerosene lamp hanging in the corner.

The small flame of the kerosene lamp illuminated the whole room. Zhang Guodong saw a red lacquer cabinet on two benches in the corner. He clearly remembered that he and his second brother shared half of the cabinet. Once, the younger brother stole his key to open it out of curiosity. He even had a big fight with his second brother.

The younger brother quickly took off his clothes and slipped into the bed. Zhang Guodong lay on the kang after turning off the lights and pulled his own quilt, but he didn't feel sleepy at all.

I have imagined countless times that I will become a master after being reborn, but it is only 1986 now, and supermarkets, the Internet, and stocks are all unreasonable now. If he goes to Shenzhen, Dongguan, Yiwu and other cities to take the lead, and then rely on his own prophet step by step It is not very difficult to become a billionaire in advance, but if it is just to make money, he thinks he can do it even if he stays at home.

China is at the initial stage of reform and opening up at this time, and the living standards of the people who are short of supplies will start to develop rapidly in five years. This is the time when many people are hesitant. The country is now in a period of urgent economic development. Wealthy people can drive some people, and they can serve as a sharp force for social development, driving the village and even the whole country to the correct path of private economy. This is compared with obtaining a certain social technology for the motherland earlier, and fighting for a certain aspect of national advantages. more practical.The great sons and daughters of China have never lacked the spirit of innovation and struggle. What he can do is to use his own strength to make more people avoid detours.

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The next morning, Zhang Guodong was woken up by urinating. His father had already gone to the brigade. As the captain of the second team, he had to go to the brigade every Saturday for a meeting. His mother had finished sweeping the yard and was feeding the chickens.

Zhang Guodong went to the toilet comfortably, and his mother was carrying a firewood cage to go out. She was going to the mulberry garden to pick mulberry leaves. There were more than 20 sieved silkworms at home, and the silkworms needed to be fed with mulberry leaves more than twice a day. The more silkworm babies fed every day.

"Mom, let me pick mulberry leaves! You rest at home."

"You just came back to sleep more. In a few days, your father will ask you to find a job in the countryside. I, your father, and your second brother will be busy with family affairs!"

In his previous life, Zhang Guodong went to the village grain station for two months because he was studying in high school and found someone to get rid of his relationship. A high school education is regarded as a high education level in the village. I went to a technical secondary school, and some good-looking ones transferred to the Academy of Chinese Opera to study drama.

"Well, I'll tell my dad about this later, you can wait at home! I'll ask Guotao to go with me."

Although Hu Yue'e was a little worried that her son would damage the mulberry tree, and children at this age were most likely to do damage, she was unwilling to reject his kindness, and after repeatedly instructing her son, she reluctantly went back to the house.

Zhang Guodong forced his second brother to get up, scooped hot water from the back pot of the kitchen and washed his face. He was about to pour water just after washing, but he saw his second brother washing his face in the washbasin he had washed.

"What's the matter, bro?"

Seeing his brother looking at him strangely, Zhang Guotao was a little puzzled.

"It's nothing, you wash yours."

Only then did Zhang Guodong realize that the present is no better than later generations.At this time, Zhangjialing’s drinking water was still carried on poles. Washing the face at home was a relatively extravagant thing. The whole family washed their faces in a basin until the water was very dirty.

When the two brothers went out, Hu Yue'e's loom started to "boast" and "boast", the younger brother was woken up by the loom and began to cry, and the third sister coaxed him loudly.

It was too dark last night, so Zhang Guodong didn't pay close attention to the situation in the village.Walking out of the house, what came into Zhang Guodong's mind was the earthen wall with accumulated loess. The gates of each house were tied together with simple wooden boards. Looking through the cracks in the door made of wooden boards, you can see the entire courtyard inside.

The village is now much poorer than I remembered. The muddy streets are lined with toilets and dung piles, and a special smell lingers in the air as soon as I leave the house.

"Guodong, have you graduated? Are you going to the mulberry garden to pick mulberry leaves?" A woman in her 30s was sweeping the floor at the door and asked when she saw Zhang Guodong.

"Fifth Aunt, where are you sweeping the gate? Is Wen Bin at home? My brother and I are going to pick some mulberry leaves."

"...Brother Guodong, what are you doing,...Mom, I will help Brother Guodong pick mulberry leaves."

Zhang Guodong saw Fifth Aunt asking, at this time a thin young man came out from the yard, it was Zhang Wenbin.

Zhang Guodong's father is the third eldest in his family, but only the fifth and him are brothers. Zhang Wenbin can be regarded as his cousin. Uncle Wu has stomach pains for many years and has no money for treatment. He only goes when the pain is unbearable. After a little treatment in the hospital, he would come back if he didn’t feel any pain. He passed away not long after he was diagnosed with stomach cancer in 91. Zhang Wenbin used him as a role model for Zhang Guodong since he was a child. Sometimes his words are more effective than his third uncle.

"Why are you following us?" Zhang Guodong looked at his cousin's face with guilt. Zhang Wenbin traveled thousands of miles to Beijing to give him money when he was most in danger, but he didn't return a penny when Uncle Wu passed away. Zhang Wenbin never mentioned it to himself, and this is one of the reasons why I don't want to go back to my hometown when I get old.

"Pick mulberry leaves with you! Brother Guodong, Brother Guotao, let's go play in the ditch after dinner! I haven't been in the ditch for a long time, I'm so hungry!"

Rely on the mountains to eat the mountains, and rely on the sea to eat the sea.To the west of Zhangjialing Village is a ravine, hundreds of meters deep, with a stream at the bottom for catching fish and crabs, and to the north is the original old forest, where wolves, sika deer, and leopards are often seen.

"What are you doing in the ditch? Your dad isn't cruel enough to clean you up!" Zhang Guotao said with a look of disdain. Chance to go down the ditch alone.

"Okay! After breakfast, let's go to the ditch to play. When we go, we will take the fish ditch and we will catch crabs."

"Really, that's great! I've prepared fishing nets too! I'll bring salt and chili noodles." Zhang Wenbin jumped up happily. There is no possibility for his parents to reject him, and the fishing nets that have been prepared for a long time can be used.

Xigou in the west of the village is connected to Laolin. The children in the village are greedy and want to eat meat, so they can only find a way in the river. It is really impossible to eat corn and porridge. He feels empty now. If breakfast is not guessed If it is wrong, it will be corn baba with porridge and pickles.

It took about ten minutes to walk to Guodong’s field. The 20-acre slope was divided into three terraced fields. More than 3 acres belong to Guodong's family, and the terraced fields above the mulberry trees are all wheat.

"Pick it quickly, and go home to eat after picking the mulberry leaves." Zhang Guodong had an idea. He once read a rebirth article. The protagonist got his first pot of gold by selling loach and eel. It works, it's not in vain that I read so many novels in my previous life.

The mulberry trees were not tall, and they were all young trees within five years. The three young men picked two firewood cages in just over ten minutes. Zhang Guotao and Zhang Wenbin carried one cage, and Zhang Guodong carried the other cage. The three came back after a while.

My mother is still weaving, and all the family's pocket money depends on her.Zhang Guodong and his younger brother started feeding silkworms together.

When feeding mulberry leaves to silkworms, you must wipe the mulberry leaves with a rag, because there may be some caterpillars and wild silkworms on the mulberry leaves that will eat the silkworms.Especially when the silkworms are less than a week old, it is necessary to cut the mulberry leaves with scissors so that the silkworms can eat them.

After wiping all the mulberry leaves, put them into the silkworm sieve one by one, and the sound of "sand" and "sand" eating mulberry leaves came to Zhang Guodong's ears, and his mother had already started to yell to eat.

Everything was as expected by Zhang Guodong. Today’s food was the same as yesterday’s. Zhang Guodong didn’t complain. Now everyone in Ganjing Township may be like this. It’s enough to eat enough and not starve to death. The population is in a period of explosive growth these days. The [-]th National Congress of the Communist Party of China has not yet been held, and this year is already considered the period of the Waking of Insects in China.

He hastily ate half of the bun, even though this was not the first time, Zhang Guodong still found it hard to swallow, but the millet porridge tasted good, he drank three bowls of millet porridge in a row, and it tasted better than the millet porridge of later generations.

"Brother Guodong..."

Before the meal was finished, Wen Bin's voice sounded from outside the door. He was carrying a large net on his shoulders. It was a half-meter circle made of iron rings. Ring handles also have wooden handles.

"Wen Bin, come in and eat!" Hu Yue'e saw Zhang Wenbin calling him to come in for dinner.

"Three mothers, I'll eat. I'm here to find brother Guodong!" Wen Bin has his schoolbag on his waist, which looks bulging. Children in the mountains have to bring a lot of things when they go down the ditch. Survival skills, if you see some precious herbs, you will naturally not let them go.

Seeing Wen Bin's arrival, Guotao quickly finished his porridge, put down the bowls and chopsticks and went to their house to pack things, and Guodong put down the bowls and chopsticks too.

"Going to the ditch?" Zhang Chenglin asked.

"Well, let's see if I can catch some fish and crabs!"

"Don't go too deep. At most, there will be no Sanxingtan. Do you want to bring your gun?"

Zhang Guodong found that his father spoke differently from himself today. It may be that the change of food yesterday made him feel that his son has grown up, and his words are no longer absolute and commanding.

(End of this chapter)