Chapter 468 The bitter child of five golden flowers 【I wish you all a happy Mid-Autumn Festival! 】
Every time Zhou Jian goes to the canteen to get food.
He usually takes his time and goes to the end.
The first reason for this is that other students all use shiny aluminum lunch boxes.
Zhou Jian, on the other hand, used an enamel jar whose paint had peeled off.
What if he put this shabby enamel jar on the shelf in the cafeteria specially used to place lunch boxes for students?
There will be a strong contrast.
Among the many silver-white, rectangular aluminum lunch boxes, a round enamel jar that couldn't tell whether it was red or green appeared.
The tableware Zhou Jian is immediately highlighted.
It always makes people look uncoordinated, even like a corpse.
therefore,
As soon as school time comes, other students will rush out of the classroom and sprint towards the student cafeteria at a speed of 100 meters.
Everyone is afraid that they will run slowly.
In the cafeteria, the hand of the aunt in charge of serving food will start to spasm intermittently again.
But Zhou Jian was different, because he had to go back to the dormitory first to get his own enamel jar.
In fact, Zhou Jian deliberately waited until the end before going to the cafeteria to get food. There was another important reason:
Because Zhou Jian occasionally eats half a vegetarian dish.
Often at this time, there is usually only a little bit of soup and leftovers left in the big pots in the canteen.
The aunt who serves vegetables has crazy hands.
But my chicken-claw fever didn’t happen randomly: only when my aunt was preparing meat dishes, her wrist muscle spasm would suddenly worsen.
And when Zhou Jian went to pick up half of the vegetarian dishes.
The aunt who collects vegetables will now become like a fisherman fishing for fish on the Tuojiang River: with the big spoon in her hand, she will dig hard into the soup and water!
Often half a vegetarian dish is served at this time,
its weight,
It was a bit more than the entire vegetarian dish before, and the soup inside was quite watery.
Soaking rice in vegetable juice is much better than just using bean paste with rice.
Luo Xuan, Peng Yong, and Wang Bing,
It is customary to sit at the same table and eat.
Miss Zhang Xin, on the other hand, is embarrassed to always eat Luo Xuan’s meat and vegetables. Therefore, Miss Zhang Xin will not come next to Luo Xuan and the others when eating.
Only when Luo Xuan finished eating and was about to get up and wash his lunch box.
Miss Zhang Xin will appear in time and snatch the lunch box from Luo Xuan's hand.
Line up at the sink and help Luo Xuan wash the dishes quickly.
Then place it on the shelf.
"Hello, classmate Luo Xuan."
Zhou Jian was mysterious, holding his enamel jar and sitting down next to Luo Xuan.
Then he looked around, whispered into Luo Xuan's ear, "I picked up 70 cents on the way back to the dormitory today. I wonder if one of you three accidentally dropped it?"
Peng Yong shook his head: "My trouser pockets are very deep and the money cannot fall out."
Wang Bing also shook his head: "I have enough money. I count it every day. I haven't lost any money."
Luo Xuan shook his head: "I don't have much idea about money, so the money I carry is usually in round numbers.
In this way, I know how much money I spent today.
Now the five "Great Unity" cards I have are lying down well. When I buy food, I use food stamps, and there is no dime to drop."
"Oh, it's not just the money you dropped."
Zhou Jian asked in a low voice, "Classmate Luo Xuan, can you give me a suggestion? Should I give the money I picked up to the class teacher, or the monitor and the others?"
Luo Xuan whispered: "You can make up your own mind. You are older than me, so you should make your own decision on this kind of thing."
Zhou Jian heard this,
He looked at the food covered in soup and water in his own enamel jar.
Then look at Luo Xuan, Peng Yong and their meat dishes on the table.
Then he gritted his teeth with difficulty: "Today in the classroom, you opened your mouth to help me, and as a result, you were deducted 5 ideological and moral points.
I really want to buy something to thank you.
Then let's do it. I'll prepare two meat dishes for you to eat at noon tomorrow. I'll treat it as a gift to thank you."
"OK."
Luo Xuan didn't express too much.
Instead, he pushed the two dishes in front of him towards Zhou Jian and said, "Eat, after dinner. Let's go out of the school wall and go for a walk."
Zhou Jian shook his head: "No, there's a lot of food in my bowl. After I finish eating, I'm going to the mechanical department to help with the cleaning."
If you work for 2 hours, the school will give you a labor subsidy of 10 cents."
The mechanical major is actually equivalent to a lathe and milling machine processing workshop.
On the one hand, using these machines to take over some small jobs in outside factories can bring some benefits to the school.
On the other hand,
Students can also learn practical operating experience while observing the operations of master craftsmen.
But for mechanical majors, the environment is messy after working for a day.
It would be too late for undergraduate students alone to clean up the place.
So the school will organize other junior college students to help with cleaning, and then the school will give them a small living allowance.
Earn 1 cent for 2 hours of work?
This is actually about the same value as the cents earned by the strong laborers in the production team.
But it is far less than the salary of formal employees in factories.
Although the wages are not high for cleaning in the workshop.
But for most students, the temptation of this job is still quite great, especially for students like Zhou Jian who are too poor to even afford a vegetarian dish.
You have to rush to do it.
After dinner.
Miss Zhang Xin always appeared next to Luo Xuan in time, snatched Luo Xuan's lunch box and vegetable bowl, and ran to the sink to wash the tableware.
Luo Xuan ran to the eaves outside the cafeteria and waited for Peng Yong and Wang Bing for a while.
After the two of them finished washing their own tableware, the three of them returned to the dormitory.
From the wall behind the dormitory, I climbed over the wall and went for a walk in the nearby countryside.
Walking on the country road,
Peng Yong asked: "Brother Luo Xuan, did you lose the 70 cents on purpose?"
Luo Xuan nodded: "Yes, this Zhou Jian always eats rice with bean paste. How can he not eat vegetables? If this continues, he will be seriously deficient in vitamins."
Peng Yong and Wang Bing can be regarded as his best friends.
Luo Xuan didn't intend to hide it from them on such a small matter.
As the sun sets, the bird returns to its nest.
There are smoke and birds on the chimneys of the commune members' homes.
In fact, at this time, the members had not yet finished work.
The smoke coming out of the chimneys is the half-grown children left at home by the commune members to help the adults cook.
So that parents who have worked hard all day can have a hot meal when they get home.
The ears of rice in the rice field are golden.
The corn stalks in the ground were bent over.
It's almost time for the autumn harvest, and a bumper harvest this year is a foregone conclusion.
But in fact, no matter how much grain production is increased, it has little to do with the living standards of commune members.
Just like the rice yield per mu has increased from 280 kilograms to 350 kilograms.
So what?
The increase in grain production by 70 kilograms is calculated based on the ratio of paying public grain and making up for the "war preparation grain" owed in previous years.
For every acre of increased grain production, only the grain that can be put into the storage room of the production team will be kept.
No more than 20 pounds.
Simply because during this period, according to requirements, each production team must reserve some "war preparation food."
This kind of "war preparation food" is just a number stored in the storage room of the production team.
Not to mention the production team, not even the commune has the right to use this part of the grain.
Therefore, increasing production without increasing income is the daily state of the members.
Luo Xuan and Peng Yong were chatting and walking.
I saw a graceful figure appearing in the distance on the opposite side of this path.
"Ah, the girl opposite walks so beautifully. She is light and lively, like a willow blown by the wind."
Wang Bing said with a smile: "I'll take a look when she gets closer. If she's pretty enough, I'll pursue her."
Three years! Huh, don’t you believe I can’t catch her?”
Peng Yong laughed loudly: "Most of the people walking on this country road are girls from nearby villages.
They all have rural hukou.
Wang Bing, didn’t your mother ask you to find her a daughter-in-law who can serve as an iron rice bowl?”
Wang Bing smiled and said: "Judging from the way she walked, I suddenly felt a beating heart.
If this girl is really pretty enough, I can relax this condition a bit!
Anyway, I will have a job in the future, so it shouldn’t be too difficult to raise her.”
"Besides, isn't this Brother Luo Xuan!"
Wang Bing turned to look at Luo Xuan, "Brother Luo Xuan, you can't bear to see your brother and his wife sitting at home with nothing to do, right?
Either at the Hongxing Agricultural Machinery Factory or in the Big and Little Laojun Mountain Nature Reserve, how about arranging a job for your brother and his wife?"
Luo Xuan chuckled: "I'm afraid you are overthinking it. The person walking across the street is not an unmarried girl."
My eyesight is excellent, far better than that of Wang Bing who is obsessed with nymphomaniacs.
The little daughter-in-law who walked over from the opposite side, Luo Xuan had already seen clearly who it was.
"Classmate Luo Xuan?"
"Keke, what a coincidence. I was about to go to your school to look for you. I didn't expect that I would meet you here."
The young woman named Ku'er whom she once helped.
I saw her with a basket hanging on her wrist, facing each other, walking over the country road.
As soon as Ku'er saw Luo Xuan, a new look of joy filled his face: "Come on, come on, this is the corn cake I just made today. It also has saccharin in it. It's so sweet!"
Said,
I saw the young woman uncovering the small flower cloth on the basket, revealing the yellow and orange corn cakes inside.
The young woman Ku'er didn't care if her hands were hot, she reached out and took out a corn cake.
After carefully peeling it open, he handed it to Luo Xuan.
Then he stood there, eagerly watching Luo Xuan's reaction.
I just finished eating. To be honest, how can I still eat this thing?
But look at the expression on the young woman's face.
Luo Xuan was really embarrassed to disappoint her.
I had to open my mouth and take a big bite, and then while eating, I praised Ku'er incomprehensively, "Well, the corn syrup is ground so finely, it's so delicious! It's sweet and fragrant!"
Use fresh corn that has just been pulped, grind it on graphite to make a pulp, then wrap it in corn husks and steam it in a pot.
This freshly baked corn cake has a unique fragrance of fresh corn.
If you are more particular about cooking, you will grind the corn syrup twice. This way, the taste will be more delicate.
Luo Xuan pretended, standing there eating corn cakes.
Wang Bing, who was on the side, was like a wooden man, just staring blankly at the young woman Ku'er.
