Early the next morning, Zhang Zhiyong came to the village committee and told the educated youths that they had found a place to live, at the foot of the mountain to the west of the village.
The educated youths followed him to the residence he was looking for. They pushed open the dilapidated wooden door and saw that there were two cave dwellings inside. Not only was there a cave dwelling that could be lived in, but there was also a kitchen and a yard.
It is said that a lonely hunter once lived here. Later, the hunter died and the house was abandoned. This house is very good, but it needs to be cleaned carefully and the weeds in the yard need to be tidied up.
Wanyang and Qian Xiaoshuang were assigned to clean the house, and the heavy lifting tasks were taken up by male educated youths.
After a whole morning, the educated youth center in Zhangjiaping Village was officially established.
When Zhang Lianggui heard that the educated youths were moving, he spontaneously brought the oxcart over and helped them haul food to their new residence.
The area here is arid, and several villages in Zhangwei have to fetch water from the wells in nearby Guozhuang Village.
There are currently six water tanks in the Educated Youth Point. Zhang Zhiyong suggested that they fill them all because they will be assigned farm work tomorrow.
Since they promised Zhang Zhiyong and Zhang Lianggui yesterday to treat them to white-flour wild vegetable dumplings, Li Jidong asked Wanyang, Qian Xiaoshuang and others to pull wild vegetables and prepare dumplings, and all the male educated youths followed him to fetch water.
Guozhuang Village is almost five miles away from their current location. None of the male educated youths had ever done such heavy work. After two trips, they basically had blisters on their shoulders.
In the end, I was able to insist on filling the six tanks with water, all because of the slogan "The world is vast, and there is a lot to do".
After Wanyang and the others had pulled the wild vegetables, prepared the dumpling stuffing, and made the noodles, it was still early. Seeing that the male educated youth and the others had not come back yet, they found two sets of firewood cutting tools, went up the mountain, picked up the chopped wood, and brought back two bundles of firewood.
millet.
Because there was no rolling pin in the educated youth school, Wanyang went to ask Aunt Lanhua to borrow a rolling pin.
When she went there, she invited Aunt Lanhua to come and eat with her children, but Aunt Lanhua refused abruptly. When she said goodbye, Aunt Lanhua gave Wanyang half a bowl of lard, saying that it would be very fragrant when put into dumpling fillings.
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Everyone made the dumplings together. Although everyone was very tired today, they all felt like they were working hard.
Some people don't make dumplings and don't make trouble. They boil water when it's time to boil water and heat the kang when it's time to heat the kang.
There was also a male educated youth wearing black round glasses, holding a book of poetry in his hand, standing in the middle of the kitchen and reciting passionately.
"Hey, young men! No, I can't call you that.
This doesn't fit me...and it doesn't quite fit your identity either. Your playful childhood is over.
So you jumped and became the pillars of our motherland.
Perhaps, the world in your heart is as bright and simple as the blue sky..."
The man who read poetry was named Wei Wenyuan, and Li Jidong and others called him "Little Glasses."
The person with small eyes is not very tall, and looks thin and frail, like a common nerd.
Legend has it that when this child came to the countryside, he only brought two large bags of books, and not even the bedding for sleeping! It can be seen that this child loved reading.
"I just read this paragraph from an excerpt of the excellent work "To Young Citizens" by the modern poet Guo Xiaochuan. This poem was once published in "People's Literature"!" Xiao Yan was full of enthusiasm and popularized poetry to everyone.
Source: "This poem is so suitable for us now. Our childhood has just passed away, and now we are just entering the threshold of youth..."
As Little Glasses talked, he began to indulge in himself while holding the book as if no one else was watching.
At this time, Li Jidong, who was boiling water, couldn't stand the way he looked at this moment, so he walked behind him with a bad look, raised his hand and gently pressed his right shoulder for carrying water.
As he expected, the little glasses screamed in pain, and the other hand reflexively covered his right shoulder. In the process, he held the book like a treasure.
The poem in my arms fell to the ground with a clatter, and the others thought it was a bit funny when they looked at the distressed and defeated look.
Everyone laughed out loud for a while. Li Jidong said behind him before his glasses recovered from the pain:
"I said little glasses! Although poetry can be our spiritual food, but now everyone is hungry and making dumplings! Can you put the spiritual food away first? After working for a day, don't think about it first
Fill your stomach?"
Little Glasses first picked up his book from the ground, patted the dirt on the cover of the book with great care, and turned around angrily to settle the score with Li Jidong, but Li Jidong ran away from him long ago, "The surname is Zhang!
You went too far! You actually hurt my book..."
The little glasses pointed in the direction of Li Jidong, and he was about to kill him.
But Li Jidong only said one sentence and his little glasses became angry, "Wanyang just told me that today's dumpling filling is mixed with lard! It's very fragrant!"
Lard is difficult to eat in this era. When people cannot eat meat for a long time, lard is the only meaty taste when people eat.
After Xiao Yan heard about lard, his steps to settle accounts with Li Jidong came to an abrupt halt. He slowly turned around and looked at Wanyang who was making dumplings. His eyes were full of expectation and asked: "Wanyang, what is the name of Zhang?"
is that true?"
Wanyang smiled and nodded, answering him. Xiao Yan couldn't help but swallowed her saliva, turned her head and continued to point at Li Jidong and said: "Today... I'll let you go. If you hurt my book again next time,
, I will never let you go!"
As he said that, he ran out with the book in his arms. Li Jidong thought it was a joke just now, but the child was really angry! So he followed him and asked, "Hey! Where are you going?"
“You don’t have to wash your hands when making dumplings!”
Come on! Even for people who regard certain things as their destiny, it seems that appeasing the five internal organs temple is not as important!
Zhang Zhiyong smoked a dry cigarette and sat with Zhang Lianggui on the edge of the stove to keep warm. He looked at the child in front of him and laughed, with a smile on his face. Seeing Zhang Lianggui next to him with a serious face, he handed the cigarette pole up and said, "Master Lianggui
Can you take a few puffs?"
Zhang Lianggui pushed his hand away and said, "No, I stopped smoking a long time ago. You should also smoke less. It's not good if you smoke too much."
Zhang Zhiyong smiled and took back the cigarette pole. He did not say anything to him, but took two puffs and asked: "Is my grandma's cough at home better?"
He was asking about Zhang Lianggui's mother-in-law Guo Shufen. Guo Shufen had contracted a cough for some unknown reason many years ago.
This cough made me unable to breathe. The barefoot doctor in the village prescribed medicine, but it couldn't be cured.
Later, I went to the hospital in the town and was prescribed a lot of medicine, but the effect of the treatment was not very obvious.
Moreover, because of her disease, she cannot do heavy work, and she will get sick whenever she does heavy work.