The young educated youth is the king of melon eating

Chapter 516 3 years in Hedong and 3 years in Hexi

"Okay, we still have to live in this village, we have to listen to what we should listen to!"

He used to be a man who fed his whole family with one meal, and he didn't care what others thought of him. It didn't matter if he was a stinkbug. But now he has to leave something for his future children.

Yang Xin finally compromised. There was no other way. She couldn't leave on her own. The old man wouldn't let her! !

This is really a case of things changing rapidly. No, it hasn't even been thirty years yet. In the first twenty years, others listened to her, and now it's her turn to listen to others.

I don't know when it will be Hedong's turn...

After working for an entire afternoon, the two of them had to go back and clean up the dried vegetables all over the yard. They had no intention of putting them away as they had been drying in the sun for an entire afternoon and it was time to turn them over.

Neither of them is a diligent person. They won't harvest unless it rains. They just leave it there at night. The only thing they get is a little more dew in the morning.

The two of them were stealing vegetables that could be dried. At this time, the most abundant thing in the vegetable garden was beans.

One is the thin and long beans, and the other is the thick and short beans. In the village, there is no need to distinguish them clearly, and they are generally called bean sticks.

There was no clean place to put them. Yang Xin wanted to dry them cleanly, so she had to use all the usable things at home. Even the lid of the pot was covered with bean sprouts.

There are dried eggplants next to them. If the salt was not limited, the two of us could have made more. In the end, if there was not enough salt, we could just dry them directly. If it works, it’s fine. If not, it’s just a waste of effort.

It is easy to cook bean sticks. Just boil some water and add some salt. Then rinse both types of bean sticks with the water. When they turn green, you can take them out and dry them in the sun.

The two of them patrolled the vegetable gardens in the same place in the village every night these days and harvested those that looked similar. They took as many as they could. The winter here was too long, and how would they get through the winter if they didn't store some?

These dried vegetables only cost a little water for the two of them, and they don't have to work hard to plant them, nor do they have to water or fertilize them.

At this time, people only eat fresh dried vegetables, but in winter they become a delicacy. If you can’t finish them, you can go to the county town and secretly exchange them for other things.

Some families have elderly people and children who go to pick the vegetables, so there are basically not many left. They specifically look for those who have enough vegetables grown at home and don’t have time to come to the vegetable garden to steal.

The old cripple went to the kitchen and saw that half a bag of dried beans was already used up. He weighed it in his hand and thought that it would only last for one or two months. There were still two months left!

"Not enough, let's make more tonight, otherwise there won't be much left tomorrow when everyone is at home."

Every household dries vegetables. Winter is so long that there is no way they can't be eaten up. Then they also have to dry beans, radishes, and peppers...

"By the way, we haven't made much chili yet. Let's make more and make sauce. A jar can last us all winter."

Speaking of chili peppers, Old Lame Ka remembered that they didn't make much chili peppers yet. It's cold in winter and they have to eat something spicy, so he must remember to steal some chili peppers tonight, which can be used for drying or making sauce.

Yang Xin had no objection, as long as she could eat it.

The reason they were able to do so smoothly was because they were all so tired from harvesting wheat that they went to bed early, and there was no one living near the old cripple's house, otherwise the two of them would go out at dark every day and come back carrying a bag, which would definitely not be hidden from anyone.

The two men had just finished their meal when they heard the loudspeaker announcing that a meeting was about to begin. Except for those who were just there to watch, everyone else had to go. The old cripple knew that this was a meeting to criticize him, but he had to go.

If he didn't go, his big brother Qian Jin would definitely come and arrest him...

What will he say about the yard full of bean sticks then? Isn't this an even greater crime?

"The main purpose of holding this meeting today is to summarize. The wheat has been harvested, and the next step is..."

As expected, Xie Jianmin started by talking about how hard everyone had worked. He recounted all the difficulties from planting wheat to harvesting wheat, which made the older people in the village want to cry.

The village chief is right. It has not been easy for such a long time.

It sounds easy from planting in the field to eating, but only those who do the work know how many steps there are in between.

"As long as we work hard, by the end of the year..., and in the future..."

In the middle there was another familiar chicken soup, about working hard to get rich, but this time there was a new recipe. Xie Jianmin showed off all the new words he heard from his leaders.

Things like upstairs and downstairs, electricity and telephone are not a problem. As long as you work hard, good days will be beckoning ahead.

The young people who were talking began to feel excited, as if the small western-style building with the telephone was waving to them.

They were never afraid of hardship. As long as they could live a good life, they could endure any hardship. The wheat harvest, which the educated youth considered torture, was only joy to them. The more they worked, the happier they were.

They were happy because there were more wheat fields, because it meant they had planted more, and if they planted more, they would harvest more, and if they harvested more, they would have more to share.

They were happy because the sun was shining brightly, and the wheat was dried thoroughly in the sun.

Complaints only come from people who have a way out and don’t have to rely on work points to make a living, but for the young people in the village, work points are everything!

Those who have families do so for their wives and children; those who are not married do so for their future wives and children.

This is what their ancestors have been doing, there is no reason why they can't do it now.

"Finally, let's talk about the people who have been working improperly these days. We have mentioned this many times during the meeting..."

At the end of each meeting, the critics would criticize those troublemakers who did not work hard during this period. In every village, there are a few people who have difficulty working, commonly known as those who just get by.

People like this live just to muddle through, taking one day at a time, just like the old cripple.

Among those who are not working properly this year, there is no old cripple. It is understandable that someone like him who has no children, no grandchildren and no wife is not working properly. It is boring to work alone, but it is enough as long as he is not starving to death.

But some children don't work seriously even when they grow up. Ermao is a typical example. He was the first one Xie Jianmin mentioned. He is getting lazier and more useless every year!

The old lame guy has no wife and he's always climbing up the ladder, while Ermao has a wife at home but he's still climbing up the ladder...

They are the ones who are always called out at every group meeting, and they are used to it. They are thick-skinned and it doesn't matter anyway.

The old cripple still knows to leave a good reputation for his future children, but Ermao lives his own life at such an old age.

This time, he was criticized in front of so many people again, but he looked nonchalant, completely ignoring the fact that his wife's face next to him had turned blue.

Ermao’s back teeth are about to be broken. Can’t this bastard really save some face for his son?