With a Door In Mind

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

The river embankment is in the north of the village, and the place where the students 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 and looking around.

come near.

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

Then he said to Zhou Xiaochuan with an ugly face: "Zhou Xiaochuan, what are you fooling around for? What should I do if there is a danger in the river?"

At this time no one spoke.

Even Zhou Xiaochuan didn't defend it, what the other party said was the truth.

Seeing that everyone didn't speak, Teacher Yang looked at the fish and sighed.

"Okay, send the fish to the village headquarter."

Zhou Xiaochuan nodded when he heard the words. He turned to Zhang Dazhuang and said:

"Da Zhuang, keep a little bit, and send the rest to the village headquarter."

Everyone's eyes lit up when they heard him say to stay a little longer.

One person picked a big one and kept it. Zhang Dazhuang took the rest of the fish to the village.

Teacher Yang hesitated for a while, but did not stop.

The others returned to the house and saw some water droplets falling from the roof. The quilt on top was already a little wet.

It was only then that everyone reacted, and they forgot to come and watch when it was raining. I didn't expect it to leak.

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

Fortunately, there was not much leakage, and the surface of the quilt was a little wet.

Zhou Xiaochuan found a bag under Teacher Yang's bed with some small potatoes in it. About a dozen pounds.

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

The fisherman came back with some green bricks and a big iron pot. There are also several hundred catties of grain behind.

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

"Mr. Yang, Grandpa Liu told you that. There is too much wet food, let us help to simmer and dry it together."

Teacher Yang nodded when he heard the words. If it doesn't rain tomorrow, it will be better. If it rains for a few days, the wheat will sprout.

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

Teacher Yang asked others to find some firewood nearby, but he brought a few people to get some mud, and quickly built a simple stove.

It wasn't time to eat yet.

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

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

The firewood picked up by the classmates was burning in the stove, which was 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 the words, the other party left with the students.

After a while, I saw that each student was using a stick to skewer this washed fish.

They all looked at Teacher Yang with hope.

Seeing this, the other party said angrily; "You guys think how long does it take to bake such a small stove and it's a waste of fish to eat it."

Everyone hears you look at me, I look at you.

Yeah, how long does this have to bake.

Mr. Yang ignored them and burned the stove on his own.

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 of the village's meal rang.

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

The old village chief just knew how to live, even if there were hundreds of catties of fish sent by everyone, he didn't make it indiscriminately.

The fish soup is still like water.

The old village chief was talking to Teacher Yang, which meant thanking the students for the fish.

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

While eating, everyone could hear the fellow villagers talking.

The big girl and the little daughter-in-law gathered together and talked about gossip in the village.

"Hey, you said that this guy Yuanzi is about to get a daughter-in-law, so why hasn't there been any movement."

"You ask me, how do I know."

"I just said that Yuanzi shouldn't go to his daughter-in-law at this time, because he can't support himself."

"Then what to do, he is the only man in his family. Otherwise, Aunt Qun would not kneel and beg Sixth Uncle, and find him someone to escape."

"But that girl Xiu'er is so thin, it's not because she's hungry and can't give birth, right?"

"Who knows, I really can't tell."

Everyone, especially these students, listened with relish.

The men's topic is mostly above the food.

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

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

"Perhaps!"

"I heard from the accountant, he made a rough estimate. If we don't hand in the surplus food, we can share about 30 kilograms."

"Thirty kilograms. It is estimated that there will be no surplus grain this year."

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

"Come on, you can be content. Didn't you listen to the captain? Go north, I heard that the bark is eaten up there."

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

The crowd returned with a "drinking" full stomach.

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

Mr. Yang looked at the hopeful eyes, hesitated for a moment, and then stewed the fish.

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

I didn't put oil, just took a little salt from Da Zhuang's house.

A group of people surrounded the pot, who cares about men and women. Not clean. If you don't have chopsticks, use sticks, and if you don't have soup, use a kettle.

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

The soup was drank clean.

Even the fish bones were chewed up.

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

Probably for emergency use.

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

A group of five people started to fry the wheat.

There are not so many shovels, so I took a few wooden boards from the village department and kept stirring them in the pot.

Mr. Yang controlled the size of the fire below, and stood up from time to time to look over the fire.

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

Smelling the smell, everyone swallowed their saliva unconsciously. I wanted to eat it, but no one dared to steal it.

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

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

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

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

"Touch...touch..."

A few people were about to lie down when a gunshot came from outside.

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

The classmates who were not asleep were also woken up by the voices of others talking.

"That's the sound of gunshots. Come on, let's see what's going on?"

Children are children after all, and they like to join wherever they are. Especially the sound of gunfire.

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

Zhou Xiaochuan and others came to the village office curiously, only to see a group of people gathered around and looking at it.

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

A wild boar weighing about two hundred pounds.

There were also voices of discussion in the crowd.

"I haven't seen this guy in years."

"Yeah, I used to be afraid of this guy coming, but now I've been looking forward to it but never came."

"Finally I'm going to see the meat."

Everyone's face was full of joy when they saw it.

The old village chief said to the others, "Hurry back and simmer the wheat. Eat meat tomorrow."

Zhou Xiaochuan looked at Zhang Dazhuang next to him and asked suspiciously, "Didn't you say there are no wild boars?"

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

Zhou Xiaochuan heard the words lightly.

After watching the excitement, everyone hurried back, and there was still so much wheat at home that had not been dried.

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

After looking around outside, I couldn't find any good positions. At this time, I saw the patrolling militiamen walking over here.

Zhou Xiaochuan looked at a large deep pit next to it, which was used for water storage in private plots.

It's not very deep, and if the boar falls in, it will come out quickly.

But that should be enough for these people.

Throwing the wild boar into the pit, there was a sudden cry.

"No, there are"

When the patrolman heard the sound, he was immediately shocked.

It is very dangerous to encounter wild boars this night.

The four of them hesitated for a while and walked towards here. I saw a 500-pound wild boar lying and struggling in the pit.

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

"Bump bump..."

Immediately, there was another gunshot.

Zhou Xiaochuan hid nearby and watched that the wild boar was about to die, so he sneaked back.

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

After a while, a group of people came back excitedly.

Zhang Dazhuang and the others came back and said excitedly:

"Xiaochuan, you didn't see it. The militia team just caught another big wild boar. My dear, it's really big. It has several hundred kilograms."

Then he said to himself, "I'm sure there's going to be meat in the village now."

Others were also happy when they heard the words.

Everyone took turns busy all night, and only then did several hundred catties of wheat dry.

But at this time it was raining again.

When the grain was carried to the village headquarters, someone came to deliver the grain, and someone next to him was weighing and registering.

Teacher Yang led someone to weigh the weight and hand over the food.

The old village chief looked a little worried about the weather outside.

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 special products in the mountains.

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