I'm going

Author: Unnamed.

Moonlight

I'm going

Zhao Wenduo stared at the ceiling with his eyes wide open. He was used to the darkness and could see some light. There was a wicker frame tied to the beam above his head, which contained more than half a catty of biscuits. It was for Li Cuizhen to replenish when she was hungry.

Zui'er. These people in the family,

Among the four sisters, only Zhao Wennan, the youngest, stayed by Li Cuizhen's side while she was eating and got more than half of the piece. The others didn't even taste a bit of the dregs. As for Zhao Mingyu, he was often at home alone during the day, so no one ate or didn't eat.

Don't know either.

Pancakes have a long shelf life. They were one of the common foods in my previous life. If I worked overtime and didn't have time to eat, I would eat two pieces and feel hungry. However, most of them are sealed and packaged in bags like those on supermarket shelves.

The first-class ones will put them in exquisite iron boxes, but it is rare to see them scattered like this in a basket.

A palm-sized rectangular biscuit, with a few crushed crystal sugar on top, must have a sweet and crispy flavor when you take a bite.

Blinking his tired eyes, Zhao Wenduo said slowly: "I'll go tomorrow. Boss, you can steam two pancakes and bring them to me. I won't be back at noon to save some time."

"How can that be done? How old are you?" Zhao Wenying said intuitively, but then she thought that today the three girls also followed Xiao Bantian up the mountain.

Originally, she took half a day off to chop wood by herself, but the third child came half an hour later, saying that the teacher had a meeting in the afternoon and had dismissed school early.

The eleven-year-old girl is only about three buckets tall when she stands upright. She is so thin that she has some strength. She can usually do housework, but she can't go up the mountain in this winter.

Shao Gan chopped seven bundles of firewood and fished them down the mountain in two trips. He only arrived home ten minutes later than she did.

"Lao San, you still have to go to school." Zhao Wenlan tugged her fingers under the quilt: "Stop saying anything, there will be a solution."

There are only a few monkeys in the family. One cannot go and the other cannot go. Is there any way? What can be done?

Zhao Wenduo twitched his lips and said: "Let Luo Shiping ask for leave for me tomorrow, saying that I am too sick to get up from the bed, and the teacher can't come to the house to see me."

Luo Siping is a friend in the village. They go to the same school and the same class. Usually, if something happens to anyone, they will ask for leave from the teacher on each other's behalf.

The current situation of the Zhao family is like this, and there is no room for anyone to have too optimistic ideas. Li Cuizhen was silent for a while, and then said: "If the third child wants to go, go ahead. He should be able to do some work at the age of eleven. I am as old as you

When I was young, I carried a rice cooker every day, and I went up and down mountains and rivers everywhere. Go ahead and practice, and you will become proficient in it without cutting more than twice at a time."

"Mom, is that okay?" Zhao Wenlan frowned and chirped: "It's such a cold day, but there's no one on the mountain. I'm with the boss today. If I meet him again alone,

What are you trying to do? The third child can’t even shout to anyone.” Just thinking about that situation made her feel panicked. It was a trivial matter whether she could chop the firewood or not. This fear was unbearable.

Li Cuizhen spat: "Don't be blind, what could happen in broad daylight?" Maybe she felt unsure, so she paused and said: "Yesterday, I heard your Aunt Guo say in the yard, their family

I have to go up the mountain to get some firewood in the next two days, and I’ll see if I can go there tomorrow and get some company.”

The Zhao family lived in a large courtyard with four families in total. The main room faced north and south, the Zhao family in the upper room, the Jiang family in the lower room, the Cui family in the east wing, and the Guo family in the west wing. Four families lived there.

In one courtyard, there is an open door that opens to the south. Going out is the dirt road in front of the village.

Li Cuizhen has spoken. Who dares to have any objections? The matter of Zhao Wenduo going up the mountain to cut firewood is settled.

A dreamless night, the next morning. At half past four, the team started to work, and the big broken gong was beaten from the beginning of the village to the end of the village, and the people working in each household continued to work.

They came out of their homes to gather and wait for the captain to arrange the tasks for the whole day.

It's still dark at this time, so it's normal to carry a lamp and use a flashlight to work. It has become a habit of the villagers to get up early and come early.

The Zhao family all woke up before four o'clock. In the middle of the night, the heat on the kang was gone. Lying in the bed, it became colder and colder as we slept. If we woke up early and lit a fire, we could take advantage of the warm air to take a nap.

Take a nap.

Zhao Wenying was the first to start work, so she cooked the usual meal in the morning.

Boil half a pot of corn porridge, stew a piece of Chinese cabbage, and slide a circle of corn pancakes around the sides of the pot. There are rice, vegetables and dry food. Eat two big bowls while it's hot.

My body, which had been frozen for half a night, could recover.

Among the three meals a day, in the morning, you can see some dry food to fill your stomach. The grains of corn are ground into pieces, and even the belt and navel are rough enough to scratch your throat. But in this age of lack of clothing and food,

But it's already pretty good food.

There are only about ten pancakes in one pot, and after finishing the meal in the morning, there is not much left. Zhao Wenlan has to bring rice at noon, so she uses the only aluminum lunch box in the house, and there is no more to use.

put.

Li Cuizhen opened the chest of drawers, picked up the shabbiest piece of cloth corner from the furoshiki inside, wrapped two pancakes and handed them to Zhao Wenduo, then told Zhao Wenduo twice that after eating the cakes, don't forget to take the corner piece of cloth.

return.

Zhao Wenduo really didn't care about the palm-sized rags. In the past, when materials were most scarce, they would have been thrown on the road and no one wanted them, but here they are also a good thing. In the past two months, I have been here.

, she also figured out some of the situation.

Bailangli is a rural area, unlike in cities where food stamps are required for food, meat stamps for meat, and oil stamps for oil. Here every autumn harvest, the team will distribute the food for each household for the year, mainly coarse grains, with corn

Mainly, supplemented by miscellaneous grains, such as soybeans, which cost two kilograms per person, and the average family can only get a dozen kilograms. If the oil mill in the town produces one kilogram of oil based on three kilograms of soybeans, each family can only get one kilogram of oil per year.

I caught four to five kilograms of soybean oil.

A family of six or seven or eight people consumes four to five kilograms of soybean oil a year. The average meal is only a spoonful of oil, which may not be enough. When cooking a pot of food, the oil cost can be ignored, almost

It’s no different from boiled food.

Fortunately, some families can raise a pig. At the end of the year, they can rely on some fat and oil residue for cooking, which can make up for it. But the pig can't be raised very big, and people can't eat enough, so what's the point?

Feed it with free food

, it’s nothing more than giving some grass and cereal grains made from crushed corn bones. In one year, you can grow one hundred and eighty kilograms. If you remove the bones, you can still have three or twenty kilograms. You can keep it while the weather is freezing and you can eat it all the time.

Come next spring.

In addition to the three basic items of daily life such as grain, oil and meat, most other items need to be purchased with tickets just like urban residents, and cloth tickets are one of them. According to local standards, the average number of cloth tickets allocated to each person in the past two years is three

About five to four feet two, if you want to make new clothes with this amount, you have to bring the cloth tickets of the whole family together, and the corners of rags become a good thing. If there is any fraying, you can mend it.

It takes three years to age and three years to sew and mend, which refers to the preciousness of this cloth.

Complaints are complaints, let’s just leave the reality here. Zhao Wenduo didn’t have any extra thoughts. Even though he felt that the rag was falling off ash and the hygiene was worrying, he still silently put the wrapped pancakes into his pocket.

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After food is taken care of, then there is water. After a day of chopping firewood, it is inevitable that you will be thirsty. Even if you don’t have water with your food, it is still indispensable.

"Third brother, take this." Zhao Wenlan took out a military kettle from her small bag, filled it with a ladle of boiling water, and said: "It will definitely be cold to stay in the mountains for a day, but the water in this kettle can cool down slowly.

Come on, drink more while it's hot to keep warm."

Zhao Wenduo lowered his head and looked at the kettle in his hand. It had a new light green cover and a smooth dark green body. It looked like a new thing and had never been used once.
Chapter completed!