Wan Yang knew that it was not easy to get some white flour now, so in the end he still didn't receive Uncle Lianggui's white flour steamed buns.
On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, Wanyang went up the mountain to check the hunting traps she had set in the name of cutting firewood. At this time of year, she would hunt while no one was around in the educated youth spot.
There is no way to solve the problem of famine in this era when food is scarce, so I can only kill some wild rabbits every year, make them into bacon and put them in the space.
She set traps for twenty hares in the deep mountains, and would collect them every two days.
This time I caught thirteen hares, took out the hot water and tools I had prepared in advance from the space, and skillfully handled all the rabbits, and finally removed the salt and put them into the space.
After taking care of the hare, she quickly chopped a bundle of firewood and carried it down the mountain. When she first returned to the educated youth point, Wanyang saw Zhang Zhiyong bringing two fair-looking young men to the educated youth point.
Zhang Zhiyong saw Wanyang who had just put the firewood on the ground, so he stepped forward and said: "Wan Zhiqing, just in time to see you, two more educated youths have come to our village. They are also from the capital. They are from the same place as you.
Please greet them! We will all work together in the future, and by the way, you will also become familiar with each other.
Wanyang patted the dust on his body, glanced at the two new educated youths, then looked at Zhang Zhiyong, and replied: "Uncle Zhiyong, has the snow melted on the way to town?"
"Isn't that right? As soon as the snow melted, I was told to go to the town to pick someone up. The Chinese New Year is not over yet! There is a mobilization meeting tomorrow and they are very busy, so these two people asked Wan Zhiqing to do it.
"After Zhang Zhiyong said that, he took out his dry cigarette and started smoking. He was famous for never leaving his hand.
There were two educated youths standing at the back. One had an outstanding appearance, but was obviously steady and didn't like to talk. The other one showed a hint of cleverness in both appearance and temperament. The clever one was named Wu Haiyang. He saw Zhang Zhiyong take out a dry cigarette.
, he immediately took out a box of Huazi from his trouser pocket, stepped forward and gave it to him.
"Hey! Uncle Zhiyong, you smoke this." Zhang Zhiyong looked at the box of Huazi and swallowed. He wanted to take it away, but his principles did not allow it. Even if his heart was bleeding, he still reached out and pushed it away.
Kai refused, "You don't have to be so polite to me, baby. I can get used to smoking early. Early smoking is very powerful! Cigarettes are tasteless when smoked!"
After saying that, he quickly told Wanyang and left the educated youth spot, fearing that he would regret rejecting a pack of good cigarettes.
Wu Haiyang looked at the windy back of Zhang Zhiyong's feet and was a little confused, but he quickly put the pack of cigarettes in his hand back into his pocket and greeted Wanyang with a smile, "Hello, sister! My name is Wu
Haiyang, I heard that all the educated youth here are from Kyoto?"
"Yes!" Wanyang nodded, "The New Year has not passed yet. Everyone has gone home to visit relatives and has not come back. When they come back, I will hold a simple welcome ceremony for you."
"Haha... What kind of welcome ceremony is there without a welcome ceremony? Can you tell us whether we are tired from farm work in this village?" Wu Haiyang crossed his hands on his chest and thought that he had not asked the name of the girl in front of him yet.
, then said again: "By the way! What's your name, sister?"
"Wanyang, everyone calls me Wan Zhiqing, you can do the same."
As soon as Wanyang finished speaking, the voice of Little Glasses came from outside, "Whose salute is this outside? Someone has returned from visiting relatives so early?"
Little Glasses came in carrying water from outside. When he saw two strangers, he asked in surprise: "Huh? Who are these two?"
Wan Yang was about to open his mouth to speak, but was snatched away by Wu Haiyang, "Hello! Are you also an educated youth here? My name is Wu Haiyang, and that is my friend Shen Guangjing. We are all new educated youths here."
"You guys give way first while I pour the water into the water tank!" Xiao Yan was carrying two full buckets of water and didn't have time to listen to them introduce themselves.
"Brother, let me help you!" Wu Haiyang started to help.
The little eyes suddenly said as if facing a formidable enemy: "You stand still and don't move, I will do it myself!
It was too late but it was too soon. The small glasses did not give Wu Haiyang any chance to take over. He quickly poured two buckets of water into the water tank. You must know that water is simply too precious here. After all, all water sources have to be miles away. If you go to the village to pick one, even if a drop of it is exposed, you will feel distressed to death.
As Wanyang walked to the kitchen, she said to Little Glasses: "You've come back just in time, so you male educated youths can communicate easily. I'll prepare dinner for everyone."
"Okay, as long as you cook, you don't have to worry about anything. Just leave them to me!" Little Glasses is not afraid of anything, but he is most afraid of cooking. The main reason is that he is a food killer. No matter how hard he tries, he will waste it. Grains are not born with the talent for cooking.
"Wan Zhiqing, let me help you! Oops..." Wu Haiyang just wanted to go to the kitchen with Wanyang, but after receiving
The child was pulled by Shen Guangjing, and he turned around and asked: "Why are you pulling me?
"Have your luggage been moved? You can't walk even if you see a girl." This is what Shen Guangjing said after arriving at the educated youth center.
In the first sentence, the voice was a little hoarse, but also full of magnetism, and had an indescribable charm. Even Wanyang, who was well-informed, couldn't help but turn around and look at him.
But Wanyang's gaze didn't stay for long, and then he entered the kitchen alone.
Not long after, she heard Little Glasses in the kitchen, busy with the two newcomers.
She recalled the memories left behind by the original owner, but she didn't seem to have a deep impression of these two people in her memory. She only knew them vaguely, but had no specific impression.
It may be that the original owner was living in a haze at this point in time, so he didn't have much interest in perceiving the new things and people around him.
But it's not a big problem. Anyway, all the people in the village that she hates have accepted the light of the righteous path. Even if a few people with vague memories appear, it will not affect her collection of merit points.
After the meal was ready, Wanyang called them to come to the kitchen to eat.
Wu Haiyang was the first to go to the table and opened the lid of the vegetable basin. He showed a disgusted expression and said in surprise: "This is what we will eat!"
Wanyang and Xiao Yan glanced at him at the same time, and picked up the bowls and chopsticks to fill the pot on the stove without inviting them.
"It would be nice to have this. We usually eat pickled pickles." Little Glasses took the initiative to help Wanyang fill up the cornmeal paste and brought it to her.
This is a rigid rule among educated youths. You can't let others cook. He also lets others wait and eat. "If you want to eat, you can serve it yourself."
Wanyang could tell from their clothes that these two people had unusual temperaments and must have better family conditions, so she patiently smiled and said to them politely:
"The conditions here are difficult and cannot be compared with those in the city. Although the food is a bit plain, my craftsmanship is still very good. I hope you won't dislike it."