In the 1970s, I sold my iron rice bowl, stocked up space and went to the countryside

Sun Xiangqian took his lunch box and said, "I'll heat it up for you. Wait for me."

"Thank you so much."

After a simple lunch, he wanted to walk around in the forest, but it was obvious that he was too cold to move. He planned to be lazy today.

In the afternoon, the female educated youth had already gone back to their residence and were busy preparing for pickling cabbage.

They skillfully peeled off the old outer layer of the cabbage to prepare for the next pickling work.

When pickling this kind of cabbage, it does not need to be washed. It can be washed when it is taken out after pickling, so that the pickled cabbage will taste better.

After the male educated youth came back, he cleaned the pickled cabbage jar.

Sprinkle a handful of salt on the bottom of the jar, and then put the cabbage in the jar,

with the head facing inward and the leaves facing outward, press them one by one, and press them tightly.

Sprinkle a handful of salt every two layers, and sprinkle another handful of salt when it is full.

At this time, some male educated youth would take the initiative to step on the pickled cabbage to save energy.

Lu Qingyang secretly swore in his heart that he would never eat the pickled cabbage here, because he was afraid of getting athlete's foot in his mouth.

Fortunately, there were still some cabbages in his room, so he decided to pickle them himself.

"You guys come and help too! I heard from the older generation that the pickled cabbage stepped on by the slender feet of unmarried girls tastes particularly delicious!" A male educated youth suggested.

Most of the female educated youth were not happy, and only a few brave ones stepped forward to help.

Lu Qingyang didn't understand what was so good about these feet, everyone had them.

Jiang Wanwan, however, seemed to intentionally or unintentionally show her white and tender feet, as well as half of her slender calves, and stepped and ground slowly in the pickled cabbage jar leisurely, with a bit of casual style in every step.

The people around her all widened their eyes, and their eyes were fixed on her feet and legs.

Lu Qingyang rolled his eyes helplessly. He originally wanted to take this opportunity to study the traditional method of making pickled cabbage, but who would have thought that it would become a foot fetish carnival.

But it is understandable. They are all bachelors. When they see women, they pounce on them like hungry wolves.

It is not like his era, with developed information and various channels.

And Jiang Wanwan seems to like the feeling of being surrounded by men.

And the other female educated youths whispered in private: Look at her appearance, she is so coquettish, afraid that others don’t know she is showing off. "

"That’s right, others show their feet at most, but she wants to take off her pants."

Gu Ni looked at the expressions of the male educated youths around her, but only saw Lu Qingyang and Zhou Jianshe who were seriously picking cabbages, and thought to herself that he was indeed the man she liked.

She took the initiative to approach Lu Qingyang, helping him while inquiring about his family situation.

"I heard... you had a fiancée before? "

Lu Qingyang frowned slightly. He felt uncomfortable when Tang Li was mentioned. However, this dissolute woman might still be suffering now.

"Yes, but I broke off the engagement before I came here."

"Broken off the engagement?" Gu Ni was secretly delighted. "Why? Comrade Lu, you are such a good person, why did she break off the engagement? She is really short-sighted."

"I took the initiative to propose. My family arranged the marriage for me. I have no feelings for her."

Gu Ni was even more overjoyed after hearing this. "Then you will definitely find a more suitable person."

Lu Qingyang didn't have this idea at the moment, so he just politely replied, "Thank you. "

Gu Ni felt her heart beating fast. This meant that she had a chance and she must keep working hard.

Hu Shengli worked hard all day and finally fixed the tractor. He ran over happily to take credit.

But he found that his sweetheart was talking and laughing with the men with half of her calves exposed. He felt so angry that his lungs were about to explode.

He quickly pulled Jiang Wanwan down and said, "What are you doing? Stop stepping on it. I'll help you."

"No, I can still do this little job. It's not tiring at all."

Jiang Wanwan originally enjoyed the gaze of men on her, so she directly rejected Hu Shengli's kindness.

Hu Shengli was so angry that he was pushed aside by the male educated youth next to him.

"Everyone is watching Jiang Zhiqing demonstrate. Why are you here to join in the fun?"

"Yes, yes, go and stack the cabbages there when you have free time. Don't meddle in other people's business. "

He simply ignored her and just watched this bitch.

Looking at her delicate feet, Hu Shengli was so distracted that he had to find a way to get her, otherwise other men would get there first. He didn't like second-hand goods.

Since he came to Liuxi Brigade, he has not had a happy day.

He wanted to take credit for it with Han Zhiqiang, but who knew that Han Zhiqiang was so scared during the day that his bodyIf he felt uncomfortable, he would go back to rest. He could not find any opportunity to show off. The more he thought about it, the more depressed he felt.

There was only one good news. The things sent to him by his girlfriend in the city should arrive soon.

He also had to ask for leave to go to the town and bring the package. There must be a lot of good things in it.

Hu Shengli smiled proudly in his heart.

…

Lu Qingyang went back after helping. He had a lot of things to do recently.

Besides, the Youth Farm was full of smoke and he didn't want to see those people getting horny.

First, clean the two old jars in the house. One was used to pickle sauerkraut and the other was used to hold spiritual spring water.

While he was busy, Shen Mo came over while eating pecans.

"Lu Qingyang, pickle the cabbage, I'll help you!"

"No, I work quickly."

Lu Qingyang first processed the cabbage according to the steps he had seen before, and then added some chili according to his own ideas.

Just as he was about to squeeze the water out of the cabbage, Shen Mo took off her shoes and said, "I'll help you step on it. I like stepping on pickled cabbage the most."

"No, no, no!" Lu Qingyang wanted to stop her, but found it was too late.

Shen Mo was also very particular. She even grabbed a handful of snow and rubbed her feet clean.

"It's not dirty. I step on all the pickled cabbage at home. You see I'm very clean!"

Shen Mo even put her red feet in front of Lu Qingyang and said, "Smell it. There's no smell."

Lu Qingyang quickly stepped back a few steps and said, "I know, I know."

Shen Mo had already started to help him step on the pickled cabbage. When she looked up and met his gaze, Shen Mo tilted her head in confusion.

It was completely different from the vigilance she showed to him when they first met.

Lu Qingyang took a deep breath, calmed down, and then started working again.