A Rural Life in the 70s

When they pulled the rice noodles back to the factory, everyone helped Chang Hongwei to have lunch. A pot of mung bean soup, fried a large pot of cucumber scrambled eggs, large pieces of egg yolk, at this time is also a rare good dish.

When the car stops, Xiaoqiu greets people to eat first, then eats and then unloads the car.

Everyone gathered around a large table, a bowl of warm green mung bean soup in a bowl, a bowl of cucumber eggs, and a few bowls of pickled vegetables. The corned noodles are branded with a browned glutinous rice, biting a crispy scent.

When I started to move, many young people went down the mountain like a wolf, and no one talked to the big guys. One by one, the chopsticks flew like a hand, the one hand grabbed the cake, the other hand picked the vegetables, and bite a big bite to eat a big dish...

Xiaoqiu’s half-small cake was not eaten, and Tang Weiguang’s third cake was almost finished...

A wind and a cloud, potlights, bowls of light, and pots are also gone. The implementation of the 'Three Lights Policy' is thoroughly in place.

At the end, the mung bean soup was filled and the people sighed with satisfaction, or they sat full, then got up and packed the dishes with all their hands.

Qin Lan bowed his head and asked Xiaoqiu: "Is it full?" He noticed that Xiaoqiu only ate half a piece of cake and drank a bowl of soup. The food basically did not move.

Xiaoqiu wants to say that she didn't grab it. She didn't wait for her to clip two chopsticks. The dishes in the pots bottomed out!

However, she also understands this scene in front of her. The young man, who does a lot of physical work every day, consumes a lot of food. One more time, people at this time have less meat and have less oil in their stomachs, so they are naturally hungry.

She is thinking in her heart, do you want to raise a pig in the yard?

Turning to change, she denied this idea. The pig production period is too long, pointing to raising pigs to eat pork... too unrealistic.

Because of pulling a car rice noodle, the car was covered with a waterproof tarpaulin.

When the tarpaulin was opened, everyone saw the flour rice filled with a large car pocket. It was really shocking and joyful. Everyone didn't use Zhang Luo, they took the initiative to climb into the car and unload the car. Look at their nervous excitement, as if the unloading is late, the rice noodles will fly away.

All of them were surprised to get so many rice white noodles, but they only expressed their joy. No one spoke of the source of rice noodles, only consciously divided the good work, and ordered a bag of rice white noodles to be unloaded and moved in. The designated room that acts as a warehouse is neatly coded.

After unloading the car, Xiaoqiu pointed to a bucket of oil in the corner of the room: "This is ten pounds of oil, and then put a bag of rice and a bag of white noodles. Everyone helps the hand to move to the kitchen, and the five that were led yesterday. Ten pounds of corn noodles... Chang Shifu, you have also done a few days, and there should be a number in your heart. These things, do you expect to be able to eat for a few days?" Looking ahead, people moved away from rice noodles and oil, Xiaoqiu Turn around and ask Chang Hongwei.

Chang Hongwei was really interested. After a moment of squinting, I quickly reported a number: "A few days ago, we consumed about six to seven kilograms a day. If you eat rice, it will be slightly more than the white surface. The cornmeal is also consumed a little more... This rice noodles add up to more than 140 kilograms, and Mao can almost eat for twenty days."

Xiaoqiu nodded: "Then tentatively set this number, eat and see, more and less to make up."

Chang Hongwei smiled calmly and said: "Enough, enough, the dishes we make are hard, so the rice noodles will only be left in twenty days, not bad."

Xiaoqiu smiled and took the account book to the regular master. He said: "The big guy is tired and can't eat enough. The oil is so rare, we can't eat it, but the rice is full. !"

However, Xiaoqiu established a register for collecting grain and oil. In principle, the oil is quantitative, and the food is enough to eat. However, the time, quantity and personnel of each collection need to be registered, and it is convenient to manage.

This time, the layout was meticulous and thoughtful. When the master signed the signature, he secretly sighed in his heart. He was still a young girl in his teens. Can he be so thoughtful? There are people who are discouraged, this ability, so many people in the past few days have only received some coarse grains to go to the countryside, people here to strategize, and in a blink of an eye will rush back to a car of fine food! Life and let his 30-year-old masters have to be convinced!

After finishing the food stall, Xiaoqiu was not staring at the factory, letting the small stone go to the hutong alley every morning and afternoon.

After a short break, Qin Lan and Tian Jinmin went out again.

Wu Ge stayed because he was going to find Ye Sanshu asking about the printing and test drive.

Xiaoqiu took the small stone directly back to the shed alley, and went to the tailoring shop, and took back her custom-made curtains, curtains and bed covers.

After returning home, she gave a small stone a half-hour class, and then she gave a question to the small stone. She herself hit the water and began to clean the sanitation of the west wing.

The west wing room is the same as other rooms. They have just been modified before they entered Beijing. Although the furniture is simple, it is not new furniture, but it is still neat, the parts are not damaged, the paint surface is also bright and neat, no obvious scratches. Damaged and the like.

Xiao Qiu first sprinkled some water on the ground, pressed the dust, and then began to pick up the floor to sweep the floor. Then wipe it again with a clean rag, and the west wing will soon become a clear, clean and refreshing window.

I moved a stool and stepped on it. I hung the curtains, curtains and bed walls. In addition to being clean, the room was filled with a more life.

She slaps and slaps the scorpion that is drying in the yard, takes dust, and makes the cotton wadding more soft, then hugs it into the west wing and lays it on the wooden bed near the window.

This courtyard house, the things in the main house are all smashed, leaving the hole in the winter fire. There is no fire in the east and west rooms, all of which are wooden ones of one meter.

Xiaoqiu’s nephew was made by Song Xiulian. According to the old size, the width of the mule was only one meter. So, the bed on the one-meter-two bed was empty, but Xiaoqiu could only be temporarily. She won't be shackled or cotton, and there is really no way.

"Small autumn sister, I am done!" I don't know when the small stone came over and stood in the door of the west wing, looking in the eyes, the envy of no cover. "Little sister, is this the room you live in?"

Xiaoqiu just put the bed well, jumped off the floor, patted the dust on the body, and smiled and said: "No, I live in the North House. This is what I gave to my brother. He was admitted to the university and will soon be Come to college."

The small stone subconsciously swallowed, full of fire: no wonder Xiaoqiu's sister is so powerful, it turned out that their family is very powerful. Her little sister is a college student, her brother is also a college student... Xiaoqiu sister will definitely become a college student in the future!