Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

From nine o'clock in the morning to three o'clock in the afternoon, the energetic yolks played football for six hours.

Wan Feng was exhausted and angry. At first he kept correcting the mistakes of these guys, but later he was surprised to find that instead of correcting the mistakes of others, he was in danger of being assimilated by them.

After running for a whole day, the appetite has obviously increased, about one steamed bun, two in a row.

After eating, Wan Feng lay on the hot kang like a happy pig.

The mother was called to help make dumplings, and the younger brother and younger sister had already disappeared after eating, and Wan Feng and his father were the only ones left at home.

My father used a deck of poker to play a game called Wulutian.

This poker game is very similar to the card game that comes with a computer system.

When he was young, Wan Feng thought that as long as he picked up the poker, he could go to heaven, because whenever his father picked up this kind of game, he would wait excitedly to go to heaven.

Now that I think about it, what a naive and ridiculous idea.

Jin Xingbin and Xu Jinguo came sneakily.

"Come on, go and steal dumplings. Tonight, there are four or five companies making dumplings in our company. Let's go and steal some hoods and come back to cook."

Wan Feng has no interest in cooking dumplings. According to his current state, even if someone brings him a plate of dumplings, he may not be able to take a second look.

My stomach has been bulging for a long time, so there is still room for dumplings.

But it's not impossible to recall the fun of stealing dumplings in the past.

I went to the ground to wear shoes and a cotton jacket, and found an old man's hat that could be pulled over, and put on a cotton hat outside.

The old man's hat is to prevent people from recognizing who he is, and the cotton hat is to hold dumplings.

Zhong Yixiang's house made dumplings in Daonan tonight, and his house was the first one to the west of Wanfeng's house, which is why Zhong Yixiang and his brother didn't come out tonight.

Naturally, he had the nerve to steal the dumplings from his family. It would not be a big problem to ask for a curtain later, so Wan Feng and the others targeted the family in Daobei.

The nighttime temperature in the Xiaoxing’anling area is now between minus 15 and 20 degrees. This is not the coldest time. If the nighttime temperature is usually below minus 20 degrees before and after heavy snowfall, it will reach minus 30 degrees in some weather.

It doesn't need to be minus 30 degrees, it is minus 20 degrees, put the dumplings wrapped in a curtain outside, and it will not exceed ten minutes to ensure that they are frozen harder than a rock.

The custom of making frozen dumplings has been handed down for many years.

Frozen dumplings usually don’t have a lot of dumpling stuffing inside. If the dumpling stuffing is too full, it will freeze and crack, and it will become a piece of soup when it is boiled again.

Because there is less stuffing in the dumplings, the method of wrapping the dumplings is usually adopted. Put the dumpling stuffing on the dough and squeeze it with two hands together to finish the job.

Therefore, it is wrapped very quickly, and a curtain can be wrapped in a few minutes, but when it cannot fit inside the house, it must be taken outside to freeze.

Making dumplings has become a custom, and stealing dumplings has naturally become another auxiliary custom.

How this custom came into being seems to be related to the educated youth more than ten years ago. When the local people made frozen dumplings for the New Year, these educated youth would steal them back and eat them.

At first, it was very nervous like catching thieves, but later when people found out that the educated youths stole it, they might feel sorry for the poor children whose parents were not around, so they no longer really acted like catching thieves. Sometimes I also took the initiative to give them a curtain of dumplings for them to take back to eat.

Gradually, a custom has been formed that stealing dumplings is not considered stealing. If you can't steal them, you can get them from the host's house.

Later, the educated youth returned to the city, but this custom has been preserved.

Due to the fact that there are too many dumplings, usually several people are invited to make dumplings. Those who roll out the dumplings, those who make dumplings, and those who take out the dumplings to look at the dumplings form an assembly line.

It is rare for these Dongshan people to pack a sack of dumplings, and some families pack two sacks, usually asking more than a dozen people to help, and it is as lively as the New Year.

The dumplings are packed in sacks. Except for this area, there may not be a second place in the world.

Wan Feng and the three were lurking like spies.

The first family is Pan Dagouzi's family. There are four brothers in his family named Da Gouzi Er Gouzi San Gouzi Si Gouzi.

At first glance, you really have to see that the dumplings don't mean to drain water at all.

Wan Feng observed for a few minutes and thought that his family had no chance of attacking. Two of the brothers came out of the house, and two of them watched from the outside. There is no window period.

"His family can't do it, change to another one."

The second family is Lin Laixian's family, but Wan Feng didn't pay attention to his family because of Mai Tai.

His family has a large population, three boys and three girls, and the house is not much better than a pigsty. Wan Feng doesn't think his dumplings are suitable for people to eat, at least he doesn't think he can swallow them.

Finally, they turned a street and came to Yan Tongwen's house.

Yan Tongwen's family has only two children, the eldest is a daughter, and the lower is a son. His son's eyesight is a bit difficult, and he has been born like this since he was a child.

Yan Tongwen's son Yan Yi and his neighbor's two children were watching dumplings outside.

Yan Tongwen's daughter, Yan Su, is still Wan Feng's classmate who will study in Dalinzi if there is no deviation.

Yan Yi looks thirteen and fourteen today, and the two children are about the same age.

These three guys ran inside to keep warm every few minutes, and hid in the house every few minutes to warm up for a while.

It's his home.

Wan Feng found a stick with a height of about 1.2 meters, and sneaked into Yan's yard to hide in a dark corner.

The light bulb outside Yan's house was about 15 degrees Celsius, and it was very dim, which allowed Wan Feng to lurk beside his chicken coop smoothly.

When the three members of the Yan family ran into the house to warm up again, Wan Feng rushed over like an arrow and pressed a stick against the doorknob.

A door that opens from the inside to the outside cannot be opened as long as it is blocked by the outside.

Pushing against the door, Wan Feng waved his hand, and Jin Xingbin and Xu Jinguo slid out like two mice onto the firewood pile of frozen dumplings, and swept the two curtained dumplings into the hood.

Stealing dumplings is also particular about stealing as much as you can.

Usually it is to steal the kind of curtains made of millet straw, one curtain, or two curtains, no more than two curtains at most.

Stealing dumplings within this range is a custom, not considered stealing.

But if you want to exceed this bottom line, it is a real steal.

Just as Jin Xingbin and Xu Jinguo were sweeping the two curtained dumplings, someone came out of the room, and pushed the door but did not open it.

Wan Feng hid by the door and waved to the two guys. Jin Xingbin and Xu Jinguo ran away like running rabbits.

After the two guys ran away, Wan Feng kicked off the stick on the door, then turned around and ran out of the yard as if flying, disappearing into the night.

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