The Pioneer of the Rebirth Era

The fish was not taken away by Yang Dongxu, not even a single smaller one, which made Yang Dongxu so crazy that his butt was about to bloom, and he felt a big loss for not eating a single fish. The male laborers stay for the meeting, and the rest should do what they want.

After a hasty lunch, Yang Dongxu suddenly became happy. Da Liang, who was beaten in the morning, waited for a few little kids to come over, and the children in the four houses in the whole village were also happy as if they were celebrating a festival.

Boom, boom, boom. There was a crashing sound from the ditches of the four houses in the village.

In the big river, there is still water flowing slowly under the ice layer, but the water in the ditch of the house is not flowing at all. The frozen and solid ice layer has been smashed open, and there is no need to lower the net at all, it is already under the ice layer. A week old fish plopped straight out.

Pick up those weighing more than two catties and throw them into the basket, and put those under two catties in a pre-prepared tank with water, and then throw them back after the big fish have finished picking them up. Big fish are so capricious in this era, and those under two catties are all It is the small fish that will stay and continue to be raised next year.

I don't know how many years the fish in the ditches of the house have not been cleaned, and the water has not been dried all year round. The families of the four houses with hundreds of households shared at least 20 catties of fish.

The fish in Yang Dongxu's family was the heaviest, because apart from the fish in Zhaizihao, the big black fish that was seized by the grandfather in the morning was thrown into their basket.

Although there are a few neighbors who are very envious, but now there is no shortage of fish in every house, so I don’t care much if I look at it more. How did this fish come? When the meeting was held at the threshing ground at noon, the village head said Well, they're nothing to be jealous of.

Besides, if it weren't for Yang Dongxu's brats, Zhaizihao, which hasn't fished during the Chinese New Year, would not be able to fish through ice at this time.

"Take your younger sister to play next to her. She smells like fish. If you play in the water again, I'll beat you." Yang Dongxu's mother, who was holding cut and marinated fish pieces in a basin, watched Yang Dongxu take his younger sister to pick Yang Dongxu by the side. The fish foam that Dad cleaned up stepped on it and roared.

"Go aside, or you won't be allowed to eat at night." At this time, Father Yang, who was concentrating on cleaning up the fish, realized what his son was doing picking up those fish with a stick. It was fish scales and water, so they roared threateningly.

Yang Dongxu wanted to remind his parents that fish bubbles are of high nutritional value, so they can keep them to eat, but he didn't know how to say so, because rural people don't eat fish bubbles these days. Now he can't play anymore, so he can only take his sister and leave happily.

"Daddy Ying, do you think there is something wrong with Xuzi?" It's too extravagant to fry the fish on top, fry it with a little oil and then steam it in a pan, watching Yang Dongxu who is playing with his sister frowned.

The mother is obviously careful, and feels that her son seems to be a little different from before. Shadow Dad naturally calls Yang Dongxu's father, and rural parents sometimes call each other by the first child's name.

Yang Dongxu's sister is called Hongying, so his mother called Yang Dongxu's father Yingpa, and his father called Yang Dongxu's mother Yingma. This is a nickname between husband and wife that others would not call. If outsiders call, for example, Yang Dongxu's parents, they will call Hongying's father, Hongying's mother, and bring their names instead of just one word.

"It's nothing, maybe it's just a good time to be sick, and the body will be better after a while." Father Yang turned his head and glanced at Yang Dongxu who was playing at the door of the main room and said.

Yang Dongxu, who had been coaxing his younger sister to play at the door of the main room, ran over at this moment: "Dad, I want to go to Grandpa Zhou's place to read."

"Reading! What kind of book are you reading? If you don't know a word, it's useless." Father Yang gave his son a blank stare.

"Play with your little sister for a while, and there will be fish to eat later." Mama Yang coaxed.

Yang Dongxu, who still wanted to say something, saw his father's eyes.

have to! He ran back to the door of the main room to play with his sister in a desperate manner, and he would be beaten if he said more.

The grandfather Zhou that Yang Dongxu talked about was not from Yangjia Village, but an intellectual who came to work in the countryside. He lived in the house next to the cowshed in the threshing field where the farm tools were kept.

It is said that he used to teach university in Yanjing. When he first came to Yangjia Village, he lived in a shack. Later, he became seriously ill and almost died.

Although the rural people are poor now, they are very simple, even if they face strangers, they will not spoil them, not to mention that the rural people have always respected intellectuals.

So even though everyone is poor, those who have a stutter will help each other from time to time. In the words of Grandpa Yang Dongxu: "No one died of starvation in the disaster year. If he starved to death in our village, people from all over the world would poke him. The backbone of our Yang Family Village."

It is precisely because of this simple idea. So after Mr. Zhou came to Yangjia Village, although his life was poor, he was barely passable.

Yang Dongxu's great-grandpa is not a relative, but a family. The so-called family is the same elders. For example, the grandfather and Yang Dongxu's grandfather Yang Lan are really the same old man.

In fact, this relationship is already a little far away, almost out of the fifth server. It is okay to say that the one who walks close to me is a grandfather. An old man's that is because it is in a village. They are from the same surname, so they are still close. If they were in two villages, they would basically be a little friendly when they met, and they would trace their relationship when chatting.

There is basically no talking about walking around during the holidays, and it is basically equivalent to becoming strangers if you don’t walk around with relatives in the countryside.

Yang Dongxu's grandfather Yang Lan is really a thoughtful person and knows some medical skills, but he is a second-hand knife. Two years ago, when I had a sore on my calf and treated it myself, I touched a nerve. Although my leg was fine, I was a little limping when I walked. Since then, I have never used my own medical skills.

Yang Dongxu's great-grandfather had two daughters and only one son, so Yang Dongxu's school is a bit weak in Yangjiacun. After Yang Dongxu was born, in order to make his eldest grandson promising, Yang Dongxu's grandfather gritted his teeth and asked Mr. Zhou, the only great intellectual in the village, to name Yang Dongxu.

Yang Dongxu's nickname is not Xuzi, but Yang Xu, which means rising sun. The word 'Dong' is his seniority, and Xu is his name. The full name should be Yang Xu, and if the seniority is added, it becomes Yang Dongxu.

At this time, Yang Dongxu mentioned that Mr. Zhou naturally didn't really want to read books, but wanted to find a way for future development.

If he remembers correctly, Mr. Zhou returned to Yanjing when he was in the third grade of elementary school. Now the transportation and communication are really backward, so after Mr. Zhou left, he never went back to Yangjiacun.

At that time, Yang Dongxu didn't pay attention to Mr. Zhou's affairs, and put all his energy on fighting with his school friends. It's just that from time to time, I heard that Mr. Zhou sent some things to my grandfather, but after my grandfather passed away, I didn't hear much about it.

But one thing is very clear that Mr. Zhou returned to Yanjing. Not to mention being developed, or being a high-ranking official. Even going back to university as a teacher would be a big help to Yang Dongxu.

Now that you know the news in advance, it is natural to start getting in touch with Lala at this time. You can't wait until you see that they are prosperous before you join them, can you? The icing on the cake, there is no deep friendship like sending charcoal in the snow.

But just now, with the idea of ​​reading a book, the idea of ​​sending a fish to have a relationship with Mr. Zhou first obviously doesn't work. If you say a few more words, your ass will probably bloom, and you must think of other ways.

As someone who has been there, although Yang Dongxu strongly believes that the big black fish braised in brown sauce is the best choice, those silver carp fish heads with chopped peppers are their destination.

It's a pity that as a kid, he has no way to give opinions now, and with his mother's cooking skills, it seems that he can't cook these delicacies, so he can only rely on his own efforts.

The fish in Yang Dongxu's memory is often fried during the Chinese New Year, but it is usually fried. For example, fish pieces are now coated with a layer of flour, and the surface is fried for a while, which means that they are not very cooked after being dipped in oil, and then put into a noodle pot to cook for a while.

It is indeed more fragrant to wrap the fish in flour or fry it. But what Yang Dongxu's parents do now has nothing to do with making food more palatable.

The reason for wrapping the flour is that I want the fish pieces to be bigger, and the flour wrapped in the fish pieces must taste better than ordinary pancakes. The steamed buns are much more delicious, and there is a taste of fish in them, which is equivalent to eating more fish. . This is a popular practice in times of scarcity.

Although the cooking techniques and methods are wrong, the advantage is that they are all wild fish without any pollution, so they can be steamed. So Yang Dongxu ate happily. Half a bowl of noodles, and the rest of his stomach was filled with fish. Yang Dongxu finally felt satisfied in the past two days after his rebirth.

The next morning, after dinner, my elder sister Hong Ying continued to go to school. Yang Dongxu's father was called to a meeting again, but this time it was not the production team but the threshing ground, which was a village meeting.

This meeting was obviously related to yesterday's fish sharing, so Yang Dongxu's father looked a little dignified when he left, and his mother was a little worried and went to visit the neighbor's house to see if he could get some news.

Yang Dongxu was not worried at all, and with a heartless smile on his face, he also ran towards the threshing floor in crotch pants, but he didn't go to the granary to watch the meeting, but to the cowshed on the other side.