Transmigrating to the 70’s: The Military Wife As A Farmer

  Chapter 36 Creating Opportunities

In the east room, Zhang Shuzhen bent over, fished out seven or eight salted duck eggs from the gray crock under the table, put them in a small enamel basin, walked to the corner of the room, and removed some mess in the corner. The debris reveals a small black porcelain jar with thick dust and a brick on his mouth.

  Remove the bricks, and there is a pig urine bubble tightly tied on the mouth of the jar. It was easy to untie it, and he reached into the chopsticks and put four or five pieces of pork in it.

  These pork were all slaughtered by the production team when the winter entered this year. The Sijiawazi Brigade was not divided into meat like the Sun Aotuner Brigade, and the pigs were slaughtered only when they were young. The captain of the Sijiawazi brigade is very good at calculating. Considering that there will be no weeds for the pigs to eat after the winter, the pigs must be fed grain if they want to grow fat. The captain feels distressed about the grains, so he kills the pigs early. It's a point.

  It happened that all the members had been preparing for a spring and a summer, and the birds were fading out of their stomachs, and their mouths were gluttonous, so the captain proposed to kill the pigs, and none of them disagreed.

   So in mid-October, just after the autumn harvest, the few pigs raised by Sijiawazi Brigade were all killed.

  At that time, it hadn't been frozen, and the villagers couldn't keep the meat when they were distributed. They all looked like Zhang Shuzhen—cut all the fat and relied on oil, and marinated the thin ones.

The Sijiawazi production team is divided by centimeters. Although there are four people in the uncle’s family, there are not many centimeters. Wang Haixing and Da Chaan are both students. They both study at school, only on holidays or after school at night. When I was able to help the production team pick up some weeds, only one centimeter was counted for ten catties of grass. Their siblings did not earn much centimeters from their busy lives until autumn, so the family didn’t get much meat, and the total amount was only eight catties. .

Those eight kilograms of meat are also the same as other people’s homes. The fat ones are cut and boiled in oil, and the lean ones are marinated. For fear of eating it indiscriminately, the jar of bacon has been hidden in the house of Wang Wenyuan and his wife. You can only take it out and cut a few slices when you are a guest. Apart from important festivals, I can't bear to eat one slice on weekdays.

  After fishing the salted duck eggs and meat, Zhang Shuzhen put the two jars as they were before returning to the kitchen with the eggs and meat.

   Seeing Han Mingxiu'er sitting there picking onions, she hurriedly said, “Why are you still out? Didn’t you tell you to stay in the house and talk to Jianfeng?”

Han Mingxiu stood up, put the chopped green onions aside, and saw that sister Xing'er's green onions were all done, so he took the pot of potatoes and washed them: "I'm not familiar with Jianfeng, and it's okay. It's better than me to do the work, you come in the house and talk to him."

"You child is really unfamiliar. You are not familiar with it. Once you are born twice, you will be familiar with it slowly? Obediently, go back to the house, you don't need you here." Zhang Shuzhen held the two small enamel basins in her hand. Putting on the water tank cover, I went to pick up the basin in Han Mingxiu's hand, and wanted to push Han Mingxiu back to the house and chat with her son.

  While pushing, Huo Jianfeng also came into the kitchen.

  He is tall and burly, and the kitchen was originally very spacious. Because he came in, it suddenly seemed cramped and cramped.

   "Mother, the pole, I'll go carry water." As soon as Huo Jianfeng came in, he picked up the bucket and prepared to fetch water for the house.

   Zhang Shuzhen, why would he be willing to pick water? Repeatedly said, "You don't need you, your uncle Wang filled up the water tank last night, and there is half of the tank, enough for tonight."

  Huo Jianfeng said, “Doesn’t it mean that the other half of the tank is empty? I’ll go and fill it up. I’m idle and I’m idle, and I don’t have the energy to stay."

   "If you don't work hard, just peel the potatoes for me." Zhang Shuzhen picked up the potatoes and stuffed them into Huo Jianfeng's hands, not forgetting to tell him, "Be careful, don't cut your hands."

   smiled and said to Han Mingxiu again: "You two will wash and shave one by one, so as to save one person from doing work. It's boring." At this time, she didn't say let Han Mingxiu go back to the house and stay there.

   "Also...what, Myolie, go pick up the mess, and watch him beat the eggs smashingly."

  Wang Haixing still didn’t know the little Jiujiu in her old lady’s heart, and said, “Didn’t you just say that you can’t beat the eggs in a mess? Why did you let me pick him up again?”

"Aren't I worried? The living monkey is not reliable. Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just in case!" Zhang Shuzhen had entered the house and found out Wang Hai's Xing'er scarf and stuffed it. In her hands, she couldn't help but not go.

  Wang Haixing is obedient. She does what she tells her to do. Hearing her explanation, she opens the door without saying anything.

   Dismissed the girl, Zhang Shuzhen was still dissatisfied, picked up the basin and walked to the back room, "You two do it first, I'll go to the noodles."

  The two of them are left in the kitchen again.

  Han Mingxiu was speechless. She came out to find work just to avoid being alone with Huo Jianfeng. She had to be alone with him before she thought about it. She had to wonder if her aunt did it on purpose.

  Huo Jianfeng didn't see anything uncomfortable or embarrassing. After Han Mingxiu washed a potato, he stretched out his hand and took it.

When handing over the potatoes, Han Mingxiu found that his hands were big and long, with a thick layer of calluses in the palm of his hand. At first glance, it looked like a hard worker for many years. He wanted to come to the camp. Don’t suffer less...

After Zhang Shuzhen entered the room, she stopped quietly, leaned sideways and stunned her ears to eavesdrop on the movement of the kitchen. As a result, after listening for a long time, she did not hear the two people talking. She was so anxious that Zhang Shuzhen kept scolding her son in her heart. use.

  This sweet boy, her mother-in-law has created so many opportunities for him. He doesn't know how to take the initiative. With this realization, he won't even want to marry a wife for the rest of his life!

   Stopped for a while, the kitchen still did not move, Zhang Shuzhen shook her head and sighed, took off her shoes and went to the noodles.

The noodles are golden grains. They were not put together with the sorghum rice, the rice noodles, and they were all told to lock her in the kang cabinet. She opened the kang cabinet and took out the noodle bag from the inside. The noodle bag was not big, and it contained two pieces. More than ten kilograms of white noodles, these are the noodles their family eats in a year.

  Unwrapping the noodle bag, there was a gourd scoop the size of two large bowls inside. She picked up the gourd scoop and scooped the noodles of the two gourd scoops, then tied the noodle bag and put it in the kang cabinet.

  A total of 30 catties of white noodles are divided into my family. I can’t bear to eat them on weekdays. Only anyone in the family can make a meal of white noodles on their birthday, or if anyone is ill, they don’t feel shocked by giving pimple soup to them.

Besides, you can have one or two meals of pasta during the New Year and New Year holidays. Usually, the family has a big cake and sorghum rice. It is a coarse grain such as big cakes and sorghum rice, and the family still can’t afford it. Every winter, when I’m not working, my family can only eat one dry meal a day, and they have to drink a thin meal, otherwise there’s not enough food.

Zhang Shuzhen put the noodle bag back in the kang cabinet again, after thinking about it, she took it out again, untied the noodle bag, and scooped a scoop of noodles into the basin. This time, the already flat noodle bag looked even worse. It's deflated!

  Although she took three spoonfuls of noodles at once, Zhang Shuzhen did not feel distressed. Although she was careful, she thought that the children could eat and drink happily for a while, and she felt that it was worth wasting!

  (End of this chapter)