Get Pitted by the Space and Go Through It Quickly

"Whatever you want, here, let me give you the spoon." After passing the spoon to her, the aunt remembered something and confessed: "By the way, after you finish eating, remember to pour the rest of the food into the swill bucket. Clean up the kitchen."

The aunt thought: If it wasn't for her pity, she wouldn't bother to care about whether she had food or not. It's rare for her to be kind, but she also needs to pay some price. Let her do a little work to pay for the meal.

"Okay." Xia Zhi didn't know the little Jiujiu in Auntie's heart, and responded very cleverly.

After the aunts explained the next thing, put down the rag sleeves and apron, and walked out of the kitchen.

Xia Zhi saw that they left without eating, and quickly asked: "Auntie, don't you need to eat? Why did you leave?" Everyone was busy before, and I didn't see them stopping to eat.

One of the aunts turned around and said, "We will eat first after we make the meal. You can eat it yourself."

It turned out to be like this. I didn't expect that they had eaten it. They were stupid. They thought they had to wait until the others had finished eating before they started using their own lunch.

Taking the food service standards of later generations to look at the current situation, I feel stupid. Xia Zhi said, "Okay, then you go slowly."

Hearing what she said, the aunts rolled their eyes and mumbled: "Isn't this baby coming back from the city? It's strange to speak."

"Maybe, the people in their city are just paying attention to it..."

Xia Zhi: "..." She said that is the basic courtesy of being a person! It's not nonsense.

After watching the aunts leave, she began to eat silently.

The countryside is poor, and there are no good meals, not to mention that these are leftovers. The rice grains in the porridge are almost fished out. The rice soup can almost be seen to the end at a glance. The remaining sweet potatoes and taro are too small. Summer solstice I picked up a sweet potato and took a bite. It was full of fiber. The small taro did not taste powdery and hard.

She is not very hungry. It would be strange if she didn’t come to eat. She really didn’t want to come to the cafeteria at all, so she chose to eat some. When she was full, she poured the rest of the food in the pot into the swill outside the cafeteria. Bucket, then brush all the pots quickly, tidy up the kitchen again before leaving.

She didn't go back to her house directly, but went to find someone to borrow a hatchet and plan to go up the mountain to chop a piece of firewood. She planed a wooden bowl by herself. The reason why she didn't pinch the pottery bowl was because the wooden bowl was easier to handle than the pottery bowl.

She planed a bowl and chopped a pair of chopsticks, then used a little spiritual energy to force the moisture inside, and found non-toxic gum, coated the chopsticks and the bowl with glue both inside and outside, and then dried them slightly. Check it once and make sure that there is glue isolation when it is used to serve food, and that the wooden bowl will not absorb all kinds of strange flavors due to water absorption.

After doing this, she went down the mountain and went home. When she got home, she returned the hatchet to the aunt next door.

The old lady looked at the wooden bowl and chopsticks she had made and said, "Sister, you are so ingenious. This bowl is not bad. You can use it for a long time."

Using things for a long time without fear of spoiling is equivalent to saving money, and the money saved can be used for other purposes. Auntie was eager to see and wanted to make a few secretly in her heart.

I just borrowed something from someone, and the summer solstice is not good and too ruthless, so I politely said: "If auntie likes it, I will help you get some."

The aunt waited for her words. As soon as she said this, she immediately clapped her hands and said, "Then you have a good relationship. You can get some for me. In the future, those stinky boys in our family will drop the bowl, so I won't have to spend money to buy a new one. Yes, this wooden tube is much more affordable than a porcelain bowl. Thank you, sister."

Now that Xia Zhi said it, she had expected that Auntie would not be polite to herself, so she smiled and said, "Okay, I'll help you get some when I have time."

She was so refreshing, the aunt said politely: "Okay, then I can wait for you."

"Well, I'll do it when my time is free, aunt, I won't tell you more. I haven't made the mat for tonight." Xia Zhi said.

The aunt has already got the answer she wants, and she's so good to talk and won't hold her to let go. She waved her hand and said, "Okay, you can go busy."

On the summer solstice, he returned to his small yard, closed the door and continued to weave the straw mat.

Although the mats weren't too big, they were finally arranged at four or five o'clock in the afternoon.

She took the mat and was going to wash in the creek. Some people met on the road. They saw her holding a small mat and asked her curiously: "Why is your mat so small?"

Xia Zhi smiled and said: "Time is tight, I'm in a hurry, I want to make up tonight as soon as possible, so I made up a smaller one. I sleep well and won't turn over randomly. It's just right to make up a size of this size. "

When those people heard her explanation and felt that what she said was reasonable, they nodded and said, "You are right."

In the summer solstice, I didn't chatter with passers-by. After saying a few words, I went to the riverside to wash the mats, washed them quickly and dried them in the yard, and began to prepare to bake the house.

The house has been unoccupied for too long, the humidity is a bit heavy and there is a peculiar smell, and I can't sleep tonight without drying.

On the summer solstice, I cut some relatively yellow wormwood so that it can be directly lit without drying, and then placed in the house for smoking after ordering.

Next, just close the doors and windows, wait until the smoke is over, open the windows and open the door for ventilation.

After finishing the house, there was nothing else to do. Xia Zhi suddenly didn't know what to do. Now in broad daylight, she couldn't keep the door closed and hiding alone.

Living in a village has its advantages, but it also has its disadvantages. Rural people like to stop by and they don’t close the door during the day. She can’t stand alone and stay at home with the door closed. This will cause others Attention.

But her hukou hasn't been transferred in yet, so the captain didn't assign work to her for the time being. She didn't need to go to work today. She didn't even explain to her about eating. I don't know if he forgot or because of other reasons.

In the summer solstice, I think I have to eat at night. I wonder if the people who will cook start to go to the cafeteria to cook? Or try her luck, she took the dishes and chopsticks, closed the door and walked towards the cafeteria.

Fortunately, she was lucky, and the aunts who were cooking in the cafeteria were already preparing for dinner.

The aunts were choosing vegetables at the entrance of the cafeteria, and when they saw the summer solstice coming, they asked roughly, "Hey, it's not dinner time yet, why are you coming to the cafeteria?"

Xia Zhi raised the bowl and chopsticks in his hand and said, "I will bring my bowl here."

The aunt lifted the vegetable in her hand, pointed to the basket in the corner and said, "Put it inside."

After the summer solstice put the bowls and chopsticks in, and was about to leave, the aunt asked again: "Oh, don't go now, haven't you said which table you eat?"

"Huh?" Xia Zhi turned around without knowing it, and asked, "What table to eat?"

The aunt said: "Everyone sits in a fixed position for eating. We don't know where you eat. When that happens, who knows where to put the rice bowl for you."

"Uh..." Xia solstice was immediately embarrassed by my aunt's question, "I don't know, no one told me where I was assigned. Who is assigned this position? How about I go and ask now, I'll tell you when I come back?"

Seeing what she didn't know, she shook her head and said with a sigh, "Forget it, don't worry about it. There is a table over there that is not full. You can eat there later."

The aunt pointed to one of the tables in the cafeteria and said.

Xia Zhi followed the direction the aunt pointed, and after confirming which table it was, he said: "Okay, I see, thank you auntie."

When the aunt heard her thank you, she cut and said, "Why are you so polite? You always thank you. It's strange that you have thanked you hundreds of times today."

Xia Zhi: "..." She was polite.

But seeing so many people thinks she is strange, this habit still has to be changed, and I will say thank you less in the future. It seems that no one is so particular about it now.

The aunt didn't care about Xia Zhi's changing face, and said to her: "Okay, you can leave the bowl when you put it down."

The summer solstice did not leave, but smiled and said: "Today the captain has not assigned me a job. I don't know what to do at this time. Or, I will stay and do things for you."

The aunt stopped her hand when she heard the words, looked at her and said: "Okay, you come to help, it is a good habit for girls to live."

Xia Zhi didn't expect that she just wanted to integrate into this village quickly, so she wanted to help them with something, but she didn't expect to be educated by her aunt.

However, she has a gentle personality and doesn't like conflicts with others, so she just smiled, and then squatted down to choose dishes together.

Everyone chatted with each other while choosing dishes, because Xia Zhi had just returned to the village and they didn't know anyone. They also introduced themselves to her, and the atmosphere began to become harmonious after a while.

After choosing the dishes, she helped to cook the dishes again. The aunts watched her cooking well, and nodded and praised: "Yes, not bad. Your craftsmanship is very good. You will be blessed if you marry a young man. ."

One of the aunts with the surname Ma said: "What is blessed, we are now engaged in production with one heart and one heart. It is the critical moment of the transition to communism. I didn’t see everyone saving time to go to work and eat the commune’s big pot of rice. Where? You need to go home and start a small stove by yourself. The state stipulates that you don't want to open a small stove."

Xia Zhi did not want to marry a young man, but the latter aunt said about some of the current policies and flattering the country. She naturally wanted to echo: "Aunt Ma is right. They are also used to it, not to encourage me to return. The home makes a small stove on its own."

When those aunts were boasting, they just habitually spoke in the same way as before. It was not a big problem. Aunt Ma suddenly went online and shouted slogans. I didn't know whether it was aimed at her or the aunts who praised her. .

Under the roundabout of the summer solstice, the atmosphere in the kitchen eased again.

The author has something to say: Some descriptions of the commune canteen are based on the content of the old people in our village. I am afraid that the production team of some readers is different from ours. If you want to take advantage of me, you can quickly put the lid on the pot.

In our hometown in the 1960s and 1970s, eating was different from the chronology I usually read. Before reading chronology, those authors wrote dihe noodles and corn dumplings. I had no idea what it was.

Here we are all rice, millet, wheat, taro and sweet potatoes, potatoes. In the 1960s and 70s, the most popular ones were sweet potatoes and taro. My dad said he was hurt by eating taro when he was a child, so now he doesn’t eat a bite of taro. But he can still eat sweet potatoes.

I was puzzled. Sweet potatoes are even worse. When I was a child, I often ate sweet potatoes at home. Now that I grow up, I don’t want to eat a bite of sweet potatoes, but my sister usually buys them when she sees roasted sweet potatoes on the road after get off work. Such an unpalatable thing, five yuan a piece, and fart after eating, five yuan is not good! Buy a p...

Alas, okay, I admit that it is actually because eating sweet potatoes requires exhaust gas, which does not conform to my little fairy's personality, so I don't eat it.