With a Door In Mind

By the time we got back to the village, the rain had completely stopped.

The embankment is in the north of the village, and the place where all living beings live is also in the northernmost part of the village.

When I came to the place where I lived, I saw Teacher Yang standing at the door looking around.

come near.

Teacher Yang looked at the strings of fish in everyone's hands and was surprised.

Then he said to Zhou Xiaochuan with an ugly face: "Zhou Xiaochuan, what are you messing about? What if there is something dangerous in the river?"

At this time, everyone was silent.

Even Zhou Xiaochuan didn't try to defend himself, and what the other party said was the truth.

Seeing that everyone was silent, Teacher Yang looked at Yu and sighed.

"Okay, let's send the fish to the village department."

Zhou Xiaochuan nodded upon hearing this. Turning to Zhang Dazhuang, he said:

"Da Zhuang, save some, and send the rest to the village department."

Everyone's eyes lit up when they heard him stay a little bit.

One person picked a big one and stayed. Zhang Dazhuang took the people to send the remaining fish to the village.

Teacher Yang hesitated for a moment, but did not stop him.

When the others returned to the house, they saw some drops of water falling from the roof. The quilt covering it was already a little wet.

Only then did everyone realize that they forgot to take a look when it rained. Did not expect to leak rain.

Hurry up to hang up the wet quilt, if it doesn't dry, it can only be used as a back cushion at night.

Fortunately, there were not many leaks, and the surface of the quilt was a little wet.

Zhou Xiaochuan found a bag under Teacher Yang's bed, which contained some small potatoes. About a few dozen catties.

But the other party did not take it out. Others didn't look at it either.

The man who delivered the fish came back with some blue bricks and a big iron pot. Several hundred catties of grain were carried behind them.

Those who didn't know thought it was for cooking for everyone.

"Mr. Yang, the sixth grandpa passed with you. There is too much wet food, let us help dry it together."

Teacher Yang nodded upon hearing this. It will be better if it doesn't rain tomorrow, and if it rains for a few days, the wheat will sprout.

A simple stove is very good, just put an iron pot on the bricks on three sides.

Teacher Yang asked other people to find some firewood nearby, while he led a few people to make some mud, and quickly built a simple stove.

It's not time to eat yet.

A group of people got some water and washed it casually as if they had taken a bath, and then they all gathered in front of Teacher Yang.

The iron pot has not been put on yet, because the mud is still thin.

The firewood picked up together is burning in the stove, which is to dry the mud first.

Seeing that the fire was burning, Zhou Xiaochuan explained to Zhang Dazhuang next to him in a low voice.

Hearing this, the other party left with Sheng.

After a while, I saw that each freshman was using a stick to skewer the cleaned fish.

They were all looking at Teacher Yang expectantly.

Seeing this, the other party said angrily; "How long do you think such a small stove will last? And it's a waste to eat fish while grilling."

Everyone heard that you look at me, and I look at you.

Yeah, when does this have to bake.

Teacher Yang didn't care about them, and kept burning the stove by himself.

Seeing this, the others could only put down the fish in their hands and waited beside them.

After burning for almost an hour, when everyone thought it could be used, the whistle for eating in the village rang.

Everyone could only reluctantly watch those fish go to the cafeteria to eat.

Even if the old village head knew how to live, even if there were hundreds of catties of fish given by everyone, he didn't mess with it.

The fish soup is still like clear water.

The old village head was talking to Teacher Yang, meaning to thank the students for the fish.

Clear water porridge, clear water soup, plus some boiled wild vegetables.

During the meal, everyone heard the fellow villagers talking.

The big girl and the young daughter-in-law piled together to gossip about the village.

"Hey, it's almost a new year for this guy in your garden to take a wife, why hasn't there been any movement?"

"You ask me, how do I know."

"I think Yuanzi shouldn't go to my daughter-in-law at this time, because I can't support myself."

"Then what should we do? He's the only man in his family. Otherwise, the aunts wouldn't kneel and beg Sixth Uncle to find him someone who escaped."

"But that girl Xiu'er is so thin, it's not because she's too hungry to give birth."

"Who knows, it's really uncertain."

Everyone, especially these students, listened with great interest.

Most of the men's topics are food.

"San'er, I don't know whether to pay the surplus grain this year."

"It's all like this, where did the surplus food come from?"

"Not sure!"

"Have you listened to the accountant? He made a rough estimate. If we don't pay the surplus food, we can share about 30 catties each."

"Thirty catties. It is estimated that there will be no surplus food this year."

"Is it a lot? There are still three or four months until the autumn harvest. Seven or eight catties a month. Three liang of grain a day is not enough. It's not enough to fit between the teeth."

"Come on, you can be content. Didn't you listen to the captain? Go to the north and listen to the bark over there."

"Hey, I don't know when this drought will pass."

Everyone came back with a "drink" full stomach.

Back to the place where I live, the residual heat has already burned the stove very firmly.

Teacher Yang looked at the expectant eyes, hesitated for a moment, and stewed the fish anyway.

The iron pot is very big, about one meter in diameter, but it took several pots to burn all the fish.

No oil, just a little salt from Da Zhuang's family.

A group of people gathered around the pot, no one cared about men and women. Clean is not clean. If you don't have chopsticks, use a branch, and if you don't have something to hold soup, use a kettle.

The taste of the fish soup made is still very fishy, ​​but a group of half-sized children are satisfied with it.

The soup was drunk clean.

Even the fish bones were chewed to pieces.

Teacher Yang didn't take out his bag until he finished eating the fish.

It's probably for emergencies.

When you are full, you have to work, but there is only one pot, and everyone takes turns.

A group of five people started frying wheat.

I didn't have so many shovels, so I took a few wooden boards from the village department and kept stirring them in the pot.

Teacher Yang is controlling the size of the fire below, getting up from time to time to check if there is any fuss.

Suddenly, the smell of fried wheat came from the room.

Everyone swallowed unconsciously when they smelled it. I really want to eat it, but no one dares to steal it.

Pick up a few grains at most and chew them in your mouth.

Others went to bed, changing groups of people every hour.

After Zhou Xiaochuan and Zhang Dazhuang finished frying the wheat, they went back to the house and called the next batch of people to go to work.

People who are asleep don't want to wake up, but there is no way.

"Bump... touch..."

Just as they were about to lie down, there was a burst of gunfire outside.

Zhou Xiaochuan sat up when he heard the sound, only to see the bustle outside.

Those who were not asleep were also woken up by the voices of other people talking.

"This is the sound of gunfire. Let's go and see what's wrong?"

After all, children are children, and they like to join in wherever the excitement is. Especially gunshots.

After everyone came out, they saw a group of people returning from a distance with lanterns and walking towards the village.

Zhou Xiaochuan and others came to the village curiously, and saw a group of people gathered around and looked up.

When he came to the place, Zhou Xiaochuan saw what it was.

A wild boar weighing about two hundred catties.

There were voices of discussion among the crowd.

"Haven't seen this guy in years."

"Yeah, I used to be afraid that this guy would come, but now I'm looking forward to it, but I never came."

"It's finally time to see meat."

Everyone looked happy when they saw this.

The old village chief said to the others: "Hurry up and go back to simmer the wheat. We will eat meat tomorrow."

Zhou Xiaochuan looked at Zhang Dazhuang next to him, and asked suspiciously, "Don't you have wild boars?"

Zhang Dazhuang said, "Yes, there are no wild boars nearby, but a few came over a few years ago. They were chased away. They came out of the woods in the bay."

Zhou Xiaochuan let out a soft voice when he heard the words.

After watching the excitement, everyone hurried back, there was still so much wheat in the house that hadn't been dried.

Zhou Xiaochuan found an excuse to go to the bathroom. slipped out.

I searched around outside but couldn't find any good location. At this time, I saw the patrolling militiamen walking towards here with their hands in hand.

Zhou Xiaochuan looked at a large deep pit next to it, which was used to store water in the private plot.

It's not very deep. If a wild boar falls in, it will come out quickly.

But this should be enough for these people to operate.

Throwing the wild boar into the pit, there was a burst of cries.

"No, what else?"

The patrolling people were immediately startled when they heard the sound.

It is dangerous to encounter wild boars at night.

The four of them hesitated for a moment and walked towards here. I saw a big wild boar weighing about 500 kilograms lying in the pit and struggling.

The leader was surprised when he saw this. "Broken leg. Shoot."

"Bump bump..."

Suddenly there was another burst of gunfire.

Zhou Xiaochuan hid nearby and saw that the wild boar was almost dying, so he sneaked back.

When he came back, no one was in the house.

After a while, I saw a group of people returning excitedly.

Zhang Dazhuang and others came back and said excitedly:

"Xiao Chuan, you didn't see it. Just now the militia team caught another big wild boar. Good guy, it's really big, weighing hundreds of catties."

Then he murmured to himself, "The village must be eating meat now."

The others were also happy when they heard the words.

Everyone took turns to work all night, and only then did they dry hundreds of catties of wheat.

But it was raining outside again.

When the grain was carried to the village, someone came to deliver the grain, and someone beside it was weighing and registering.

Teacher Yang took someone to weigh the food and handed over the food.

The old village head looked at the weather outside, a little worried.

ps: I always thought that wild boars are only found in the mountains. After searching a lot of plains, there are also incidents of pigs hurting people. Only then did I know that wild boars are not a special product in the mountains.

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