A short-tempered mom? A money-grubbing dad? A humorous trio of women were sent to the 1960s by a leaky electric kettle, bringing with them a kitchen that could infinitely replicate food and a space...
Everyone in the room was stunned. Old Lady Guan was the first to react: "Yes, take her away quickly. You're always thinking about your parents' home, like a thief in our house, always trying to steal everything you see. Take her away and don't come back. We can't afford your daughter."
Old Mrs. Zhang was so scared that she quickly grabbed Old Man Zhang's clothes. She was afraid that her daughter would really be divorced and her family would lose a lot of good things in the future. What should she do then?
Old Man Zhang thought for a moment, thinking, "A little impatience can ruin a great plan." It seemed that Old Man Guan and Er'er were really at loggerheads. He had come in person to make such a mess, and he still hadn't agreed to any work arrangements. So, why not just forget it? He couldn't lose the future because of the present. His mind made up, and he immediately put on a smile.
"My dear relatives, don't worry. If that's the case, we'll go back. When you have time, let Cuihua come back to visit us more often. Then we'll be leaving."
The six of them left without a trace of cloud in their wake. Zhang Cuihua breathed a sigh of relief. Her parents' commotion had once again made her sisters-in-law laugh at her.
Back in the village, spring is here, flowers are blooming, and everything is coming back to life. The production team is busy arranging spring plowing.
Grandpa Wu led some old hands to make compost.
Guan Huashu led the men to plow the land.
Professor Dong led a group of women to do handicrafts.
A few days ago, Guan Huashu went to the county again to trade. Except for not bringing vegetables, the other products were the same as usual. He has opened up several new sales channels, including the residential areas. If he weren't afraid of attracting attention from higher-ups for the large volume, he really wants to sell nationwide.
The newly arrived group of educated youth were the first to go to the countryside, and the benefits offered by the city were relatively good. There were five men and four women, all in their twenties. They had arrived full of enthusiasm, but within a week, they had become languid.
After more than a month of training, I am much better than when I first came. At least I don’t cry every day anymore.
Guan Huashu arranged them into three newly built rooms. The middle room had an earthen stove for cooking and a water tank, and the rooms on both sides had kangs.
The four young women are all very beautiful, in their prime, and have not experienced much of the harshness of society. They look quite innocent, obedient, and troublesome.
Ever since they came to the village, the single young men in the village always hang around where the educated youth live, whether they have anything to do or not. Everyone knows what Sima Zhao is thinking.
The five male educated youths went to work every day, and when they came back exhausted, they lay down and fell asleep. They behaved quite well, and no suspicious people were found so far.
The days passed by slowly, and before they knew it, the time-traveling trio had been here for more than half a year.
The wheat harvest was about to begin, and Guan Huashu replaced all the seeds in the village with the superior varieties in the kitchen space. He also sowed them according to the method he and Fifth Grandpa had researched, and this year the production team had a bumper wheat harvest.
Bent by the weight of wheat ears, the production team members' faces were filled with happy smiles, which were the anticipation of a better life and full of hope for the future.
The Xiangyang Brigade's scientific planting methods this year were recognized by the entire commune. Guan Huashu submitted a report on all the methods. Now, everyone is watching the Xiangyang Brigade in Guanjia Village, waiting to see the actual yield after the harvest in a week.
Fifth Grandpa arranged for militiamen to patrol the wheat fields every night to prevent people from other villages from stealing wheat.
There is too much land in Guanjia Village, but too few militiamen. They can't block one end but reach the other, so a lot of the land has been secretly taken away by others.