Transmigrating to the 70’s: The Military Wife As A Farmer

In the east room, Zhang Shuzhen bent down, fished out seven or eight salted duck eggs from the gray clay pot under the table, put them in a small enamel pot, and went to the corner of the room to remove some messy eggs in the corner. Sundries, revealing a small black porcelain jar, the dust is very thick, and there is a brick pressed on the mouth.

After removing the bricks, there was also a piece of pig urine soaked in the mouth of the jar, which was tightly tied to the mouth of the jar. It was only after great effort that it was untied, and the chopsticks were stretched out to squeeze out four or five squares of pork.

These pork were all slaughtered and distributed by the production team when the winter started this year. The meat distribution of the Sijiawazi Brigade was not like the Sun Aotuner Brigade, who slaughtered the pigs only when they were young. The captain of the Sijiawazi brigade is very calculating. Considering that there will be no weeds for the pigs to eat after the winter, if you want the pigs to grow fat, they must be fed food. Scored.

It happened that the members had been vegetarian for one spring and one summer, and their stomachs were fading out of birds, and they were all greedy for meat, so the captain proposed to kill pigs, and no one disagreed.

So in mid-October, that is, just after the autumn harvest, several pigs raised by the Sijiawazi Brigade were all slaughtered.

At that time, the meat was not frozen, and the villagers could not preserve the meat after they got it. They were all like Zhang Shuzhen—the fat ones were cut off and oil was used, and the lean ones were marinated.

The Sijiawazi production team divides meat according to centimeters. Although there are four people in the uncle's family, there are not many centimeters. Wang Haixing and Dalian are both students. When I can help the production team grow some weeds, only one centimeter is recorded for ten kilograms of grass. The two brothers and sisters were busy working until the autumn and didn’t earn many centimeters, so the family did not get much meat, and they only got eight kilograms in total. .

The eight catties of meat were the same as other people's. The fat ones were cut off and boiled in oil, and the thin ones were marinated. I was afraid that they would eat them in a mess. I can only take it out and cut a few slices when I am a guest. Except for important festivals, I am reluctant to eat a piece on weekdays.

After catching the salted duck eggs and meat, Zhang Shuzhen put the two jars as they were before returning to the kitchen with the eggs and meat.

Seeing that Han Mingxiuer was sitting there picking onions, she hurriedly said, "Why are you still out? Didn't I tell you to stay in the room and talk to Jianfeng?"

Han Mingxiu stood up and put the chopped green onions aside, seeing that the green onions in Sister Xing'er's place were all finished, she took the pot of potatoes and washed them: "I'm not familiar with Brother Jianfeng, and it's nothing to worry about. Nag, it's better for me to work, you can come in and talk to him."

"You really don't know what you are afraid of. Once you are born twice, you will gradually become familiar, right? Be obedient, go back to the house, I don't need you here." Zhang Shuzhen put the two small enamel pots in her hands. After putting the lid on the water tank, he started to pick up the basin in Han Mingxiu's hand, and wanted to drive Han Mingxiu back to the house to chat with her son.

Just as he was rushing, Huo Jianfeng also came into the kitchen.

He was tall and burly, and the kitchen, which was very spacious, suddenly seemed narrow and cramped because he came in.

"Mother, where's the pole, I'm going to fetch water." As soon as Huo Jianfeng came in, he picked up the bucket and prepared to fetch water for the house.

How could Zhang Shuzhen want him to fetch water? He continued, "You don't need you, your uncle Wang filled the water tank last night, and there is still half of the tank, enough for the mission tonight."

Huo Jianfeng said, "Doesn't it mean that there are still half of the tank empty? I'll fill it up. I'll be idle if I'm idle, and I won't be able to work."

"If you can't stand still, peel the potatoes for me." Zhang Shuzhen picked up the potato scratcher and stuffed it into Huo Jianfeng's hands, not forgetting to tell him, "Be careful, don't cut your hands."

With a smile, she said to Han Mingxiu, "You two wash one and cut the other, so it's not boring to work alone." At this moment, she didn't say anything about letting Han Mingxiu go back to the house.

"And... what, Xing'er, go pick up the chaos and watch him scramble to beat the eggs."

Wang Haixing still didn't know the little Jiujiu in her mother's heart, and said, "Didn't you just say that you can't beat the eggs in a big mess? Why did you ask me to pick him up?"

"Don't I worry about it? That live monkey is unreliable. If you're not afraid of 10,000, you'll be afraid!" While speaking, Zhang Shuzhen had already entered the room and found Wang Haixing'er's scarf. When it was in her hands, she couldn't help but go.

Wang Haixing is obedient, she can do whatever the old lady tells her to do. After hearing the old lady explain it, she pushed open the door and went out without saying a word.

After sending her daughter away, Zhang Shuzhen was not satisfied, she picked up the basin and walked to the back room, "You two do it first, I'll go scoop up the noodles."

The two of them were left in the kitchen.

Han Mingxiu was speechless. She came out to find work to avoid being alone with Huo Jianfeng. She had to be alone with him after going around in circles. She had to wonder if her aunt did it on purpose.

Huo Jianfeng didn't see any discomfort or embarrassment. After Han Mingxiu washed a potato, he stretched out his hand to take it and cut it.

When handing over the potatoes, Han Mingxiu found that his hands were big and long, with a thick layer of calluses growing on the palms. At first glance, he looked like a laborer who worked hard for many years. Have a hard time...

After Zhang Shuzhen entered the room, she quietly stopped, leaned on her side and listened to the kitchen with her ears in a daze. As a result, after listening for a long time, she did not hear the voice of the two of them talking, so anxious that Zhang Shuzhen kept scolding her son in her heart. use.

This silly boy, she has created so many opportunities for him as a mother, he doesn't even know how to take the initiative, just realize that he will never want to marry a daughter-in-law in his life!

After another pause, there was still no movement in the kitchen. Then Zhang Shuzhen shook her head and sighed, taking off her shoes and getting on the kang to scoop noodles.

Noodles are precious food, and they were not put together with sorghum rice, sorghum, rice, noodles, so she was told to lock them in the kang cabinet. She opened the kang cabinet and took out the noodle bag from the inside. The noodle bag was not big and contained two More than ten catties of white noodles, these are the noodles that their family eats for a year.

She opened the mouth of the noodle bag and contained a gourd scoop the size of two large bowls. She picked up the gourd scoop and scooped the noodles from the two gourd scoops, then tied the noodle bag and put it in the kang cabinet.

The family has a total of 30 kilograms of white noodles, and they are reluctant to eat them on weekdays. Only who in the family can make a meal of white noodles on their birthdays, or if someone is sick, they don’t care about making soup for others.

Besides, I can eat two meals of pasta during the Chinese New Year and festivals. Usually, the family eats sorghum rice next to big cakes. Even the coarse grains such as big cakes and sorghum rice are not available at home. , Every winter when you don't work, the family can only eat one dry meal every day, and they must drink a thin meal, otherwise the food will not be enough.

Zhang Shuzhen put the noodle bag back in the kang cabinet. After thinking about it, she took it out again, untied the noodle bag, and scooped a ladle of noodles into the basin. Now, the shriveled noodle bag looked even more shrivelled. deflated!

Although she scooped three scoops of noodles all at once, Zhang Shuzhen did not feel distressed. Although she was careful, when she thought that the children could happily eat and drink for a while, she felt that it was worth the waste!