In the 1970s, I sold my iron rice bowl, stocked up space and went to the countryside

"Ah?" Sun Xiangqian didn't know what to do and looked confused.

After dinner, Lu Qingyang took out a pair of scissors.

"The best way is to shave all your hair."

Sun Xiangqian covered his head and began to cry, "No, is this the only way? I don't want to be bald, it's too ugly."

Lu Qingyang stopped what he was doing, "There is another way, but you need to persist."

He knew a formula using herbs. If you insist on washing twice a day with water boiled from herbs for five days, you should be able to get rid of lice.

You need dandelions, radix stemonae, phellodendron, and wild chrysanthemums, but where can he find these things?

Sun Xiangqian was quick-witted, "As long as you don't shave my head, I'll accept anything."

Lu Qingyang asked Zhou Jianshe, "Do you know where there are barefoot Chinese medicine practitioners here?"

Zhou Jianshe shook his head, "It's about destroying the four olds, how would I know? Even if there are, they can't be too ostentatious, but the villagers should know."

"Okay, I know, I'll go ask later, Xiangqian, you go back first, it's snowing these days, there's nothing you can do, wait until the weather clears up, all your clothes and beddings should be dried in the sun!"

It just so happened that he needed some Chinese medicine to go with some cough medicine.

After that, Lu Qingyang threw him a bottle of white wine.

"What are you doing? Treating me to a drink?"

"After washing your hair recently, dip a towel in alcohol and wrap it on your head for half an hour."

"Isn't this too wasteful?" Sun Xiangqian was reluctant and thought it would be better to drink it secretly.

Lu Qingyang seemed to see through his thoughts, "Don't drink secretly, this is related to whether you can get rid of the lice on your head."

"Okay, okay, I listen to you!"

Before leaving, Zhou Jianshe reminded: "By the way, Qingyang, the Youth Academy will organize a pickled cabbage tomorrow. You are not here today, I will notify you."

"Okay, I know."

"Fortunately, the cabbage was dried today. You see, it snowed tonight, and it is just right to pickle it tomorrow."

As soon as Zhou Jianshe and Sun Xiangqian left, Shen Mo came over with a big bag of cabbage and green onions.

"Here, it's for you. If you don't pick it, it will freeze to death in the field."

Lu Qingyang nodded, thinking in his heart: "Okay, the Youth Academy will also pickle cabbage tomorrow."

But how can he preserve so many green onions?

His space is not a long-term storage space, and the vegetables and food will rot like outside.

Lu Qingyang suddenly remembered that there was a cellar here, and that was how people in the Northeast stored vegetables.

But the cellar in this house had not been used for a long time, and it would take time to clean it up.

Shen Mo sniffed the smell in the house, "It smells so good."

"You have a dog's nose, right? I've left you a portion, so you can eat here. I'll be back soon."

With the temptation of grilled fish, Shen Mo didn't want to care about anything anymore, so she picked up her chopsticks and started eating.

Lu Qingyang took advantage of the night to go to the cowshed. Fortunately, it was repaired before the snow, and it was specially reinforced. It should be no problem to spend the winter.

He knocked on the door of the cowshed, and Zhang Zhongwen opened the door with a hunched back, and saw that the person who came was Lu Qingyang.

"Why are you here? It's so cold outside, come in quickly."

It was actually cold inside the cowshed, and the place where the two lived was even more pitifully small.

Lu Qingyang gave them a bag of cornmeal and a bag of things, and whispered: "Hide some food, don't let anyone find out."

Then, he rubbed his hands and left the cowshed immediately.

Zhang Zhongwen wanted to refuse, but the other party had disappeared in the wind and snow.

In addition to a bag of cornmeal, he opened another bag of things and saw some cold-resistant clothes and a hot water bottle.

Considering that wearing new clothes is too high-profile, they were brought cotton clothes to wear inside.

Zhang Zhongwen felt his nose sour, and Wei Yuxiu came over to take a look and was also moved and at a loss.

But he couldn't help wondering: "Why is this educated youth so good to us?"

"He said that we reminded him of his brother and sister-in-law."

Zhang Zhongwen sighed. When you are in glory, others treat you well, hoping to get some benefits.

But now they are so down and out, Lu Qingyang is still so good to them, I really don't know what he is trying to do.

"Don't think too much, maybe he is kind." Wei Yuxiu touched the fabric, how long has it been since she wore new clothes.

"Well, you're right. They live a good life, but they came here in the snow. We have no money and no power, and we might be suspected if we contact them."

...

After Lu Qingyang came back, he patted the snow off his body.

But it's already winter in less than a month.

He went out just now and found that the snow on the ground was already above his feet.

He took off his hat and saw that Shen Mo was alreadyShe had already cleared the remaining food in the pot, with sauce still on the corners of her mouth.

He couldn't help but reach out his hand to wipe the dirt off her mouth.

Shen Mo didn't dodge this time, but just smiled with satisfaction after eating.

Lu Qingyang suddenly felt like a beast. She was still a little girl, why did he have such strange thoughts?

He threw a towel to her: "Wipe it yourself."

Looking at Lu Qingyang, Shen Mo suddenly remembered what her grandfather said before: "Lu Qingyang, grandpa said that men are fickle, but I have never understood what this means."

"This..." Lu Qingyang couldn't help but stroke his forehead, "I don't know how to explain it."

"Let me give you an example. For example, do you like grilled fish?"

Shen Mo nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, "Yes."

"Then do you like ribs?"

"I like it too."

"Then you can only choose one?"

Shen Mo hesitated, and suddenly her eyes lit up: "I can eat both! I want both!"

Lu Qingyang gently patted her head, "You can only choose one, or neither."

"No, I like both, I can't make a choice." Shen Mo frowned slightly, looking embarrassed.

"Look, you want ribs and grilled fish, isn't that just fickle?"

"No, no." Although Shen Mo is simple, she still feels something is wrong, "Food is edible, but people are different."

"But don't worry, Lu Qingyang, I'm not fickle, I like you, different from others!"

She added: "Your cooking is delicious!"

Looking at her innocent smile, Lu Qingyang knew that she still didn't understand the meaning.

What she said about liking is probably just the same as liking food.

Lu Qingyang felt helpless, but didn't take it to heart, "Okay, okay, I know you're not fickle."

But Shen Mo's questioning was obviously not over: "Then, Lu Qingyang, do you know what it means to be tempted by beauty?"