Chapter 119 Chapter 119 Black Heart Coal
Jinhua was like a child who didn't want to take a bath. She was held down by Song Ruan and cried loudly.
Someone come! Someone come! Save the tiger! !
The people around seemed to be looking straight ahead with serious faces, but in fact their eyes were rolling away, and their interest was about to overflow from their heads. However, when they met Jinhua's gaze, they looked away as if nothing had happened.
You two, a little tigress and a real tigress, should resolve the issue among yourselves.
Song Ruan pressed Jinhua's spine and rubbed her from head to toe thoroughly. After the massage, she felt very relaxed.
It shook off the remaining snow residue on its body and finally calmed down like a rag doll being ravaged by a washing machine.
The team leader was busy directing the team members to boil water and blow air on the pigs, preparing to scald the pig's hair.
Pork will be distributed to the team members according to work points. The pig blood has been divided up by the women of each family, but the leftovers that are difficult to replace, such as pig offal, pig heads and ears, will be made into pig-killing dishes and each family will be given a bowl.
The sound of the millstone grinding soybeans could be heard again in the stone mill. It was time to make the fragrant white tofu again!
The children were all excited, jumping up and down to see what was happening, but they were reluctant to miss the scene of the captain digging the pigs, so they turned back halfway, took a look, and eagerly ran a few steps towards the mill, then stopped and looked back. They were so tangled that they were about to split into pieces, and looked like the little top that jumped back and forth.
The ones who prepare the pig-killing dish are the old ladies in the team. They have been cooking for decades and are all experienced. They just wave the kitchen knife and cut the sauerkraut into neat pieces with a few strokes.
The flames in the stove licked the bottom of the pot fiercely, and soon the aroma overflowed from the pot.
Now the children finally made up their minds to ignore the scene of the team leader digging the pig, and gathered around the door of the team kitchen.
Song Ruan and Jin Hua were not assigned any work. The captain's only expectation for them was to behave themselves and not cause any trouble.
But it should be said that a tiger came to their team, and it would be a great honor to tell others about it. If the group of old Bi|dens from the Zhoujiatun brigade next door have the guts to come to their brigade and cause trouble now, he would be the first to release Song Ruan and Jin Hua. I'm afraid they are not the ones who deserve to be beaten!
The captain imagined that scene and burst out laughing.
But he was cutting up a pig.
The pig, with its hair shaved off, fell on its hooves, looking snow-white; the tip of the knife moved through the pork, and the remaining blood dyed the tip of the knife red, then flowed down the handle, making his hands also bright red; in the opened belly, the white internal organs were exposed, and he was so immersed in his fantasy and grinning that at first glance he looked like a perverted pig killer.
The few remaining children were so frightened by the scene that they trembled all over, screamed and ran to the kitchen.
Woohoo, Captain Grandpa is so scary! !
Lian Jinhua let out a howl and all the hair on her body stood up, looking at the captain warily.
This two-legged beast is so strange.
The captain came back to his senses from his reverie and looked at Jinhua with a more gentle expression: "Jinhua helped today, too, so give it some too."
He cut a small piece of pork kidney, hesitated for a moment when looking at Jinhua's big mouth and big claws, and then handed it to Song Ruan.
Even though it's just a small piece of pork kidney, it's already a very generous gift in this age when people can only eat meat a few times a year.
Song Ruan fed the pancake to Jinhua with her backhand. Jinhua squinted her eyes and chewed it with a crunching sound.
This old two-legged beast is not bad, not bad.
Seeing that the pig-slaughtering meal was almost ready, Song Ruan went home to get the lunch box and locked Jinhua in the house.
Jinhua had had enough fun and didn't resist much this time. He just lay down on the edge of the kang and went back to sleep. The beard around his mouth moved from time to time, and his little expression was so cute.
Song Ruan couldn't bear to see it being so comfortable, so she deliberately opened the bedroom door to let the northwest wind blow towards it.
Jinhua: ...
This vicious woman is so annoying!
Song Ruan now took the lunch box and went to get food with great satisfaction.
The person who served the food was the captain's wife. When she saw Song Ruan coming, she smiled happily, her shaking hands disappeared, and she scooped up a big spoonful of food.
Song Ruan instantly revealed an expression of surprise, grinning with his little white teeth and smiling sweetly at the captain's wife, and his emotional value was just right.
The captain's wife was feeling uneasy, but when she turned around, she saw Lin Xinping.
The captain’s wife: …………
His face drooped instantly, and even his trembling hands returned, and it looked like it was getting worse.
Lin Xinping seemed unaware of the captain's wife's disdain for him. He remained polite and gentle, and even said thank you when he handed over the lunch box.
Go away, go away. I'm annoyed when I see you.
When the captain's wife thought of her little daughter who was under house arrest, she looked at the man in front of her with a frown. But she felt that the people around her were beginning to look at them with a spectacle in their eyes. She didn't want to make a fool of herself in public, so she had to force herself to straighten out her wrinkled face. However, she couldn't utter any polite words, so she just called the next person up.
Fortunately, the captain's wife was in charge of distributing the food. Although the people who followed closely were curious, they didn't dare to say a word when they saw her expression, for fear that the person serving the food would hold a grudge against them and have their food withheld.
Even though the butcher's dish consists of only pig offal, it can still be considered semi-meat. There are also tofu and sauerkraut, which are all delicious dishes!
These days, nothing is more important than eating.
After drinking a bowl of pig-killing dish with soup, the Dongfeng Brigade was filled with fragrance for several days. Adults and children all had smiles on their faces, and the atmosphere of the New Year became more and more intense.
Chinese New Year is a big day, and almost every household starts preparing the corresponding things long ago, just like ants moving, accumulating the festive atmosphere bit by bit.
Although the Chinese New Year is early this year, everyone is not vague at all.
There were even families who had surplus food and doted on their children, and they bought small firecrackers for their children early on. From time to time, the sound of firecrackers exploding could be heard on the village roads, mixed with the cheers of the children.
But these are just the advance guard. Hu Tou said that the real large group of people setting off firecrackers will have to wait until the New Year's Day. That is when these child soldiers have the most ammunition. They will also look for unburned firecrackers on the ground as supplies and set them off from the front to the back of the village. That's really lively.
Song Ruan had no interest in these things. He stayed in his own kang day after day to hibernate. He thought he could just wait for the New Year in peace. Unexpectedly, before the New Year officially came, the commune had to attend a "Socialist Fair".
This statement seems to have first come from Taozhen in the neighboring Liaoning Province. Originally, production teams and farmers exchanged their various agricultural and sideline products with relevant state departments at the time and place designated by the commune at the prices set by the state. There were also requirements for the quantity of agricultural and sideline products to be handed over, and cadres and party members were encouraged to hand in more. Participating in this "socialist fair" was actually a political task.
But when it came to them, there were slight changes according to local conditions.
The commune still organizes the venue and date, and the relevant cadres must be present, but there is no restriction that it can only be handed over to the state production department.
Of course, individuals were still not allowed to sell things, but farmers could first hand over their things to the production team, and then the production team would designate someone to set up a stall at the fair. Part of the money from the sales would be given to the production team, and the rest would be given to the farmers.
In addition, there were so many people that, although the regulations did not allow it, many people who were not designated by the production team would take advantage of the situation and sell things secretly - after all, although it was safe to hand it over to the team, the team would take half of it, which was not cost-effective!
In rural areas these days, even one or two cents can be very serious.
Besides, the New Year is coming soon and everyone needs to buy things, so the relevant leaders basically turn a blind eye.
--In other words, apart from being larger in scale and with the appearance of relevant leaders, it is basically no different from the fairs held in later generations. I heard that there will also be model operas played on loudspeakers.
Although there were plenty of things at home, Song Ruan would definitely join in the fun of such a new event, no, actively participate in political tasks.
After all, it's boring to lie down every day.
Unexpectedly, Han Zhenzhen was even more proactive than her. She came over early in the morning and banged on her door.
Song Ruan came out yawning, and Han Zhenzhen eagerly pulled her hand: "Old Wang said that the ox cart would be too heavy to carry us when we go there, so we have to walk there by ourselves. Hurry up, hurry up, or we'll be gone soon."
Before Song Ruan could say anything, she saw the door of Mrs. Sun's house next door suddenly opened.
Zhao Weijun, with a droopy face, was pushing his bicycle and walking in the front. When he saw Song Ruan, who was dressed casually with his hands tucked into his sleeves, his eyes bulged out and his nose wrinkled, as if he had seen a human-shaped cockroach in disgust.
Song Ruan:? ?
Is this guy okay? She didn't provoke him today! He is so angry so early in the morning. He is our neighbor, but he is not friendly at all.
Then I saw several long and thick ropes tied to the back of Zhao Weijun's bicycle, and a cart was dragged out. The entire Zhao family was on it, five adults and two children, not one missing.
There was even a big red flower hung on the handrail of the cart, and red ribbons were dancing in the air.
Song Ruan understood instantly - no wonder Zhao Weijun looked at her with this expression, wow.
Zhao Weijun straddled the bicycle seat and felt the heavy pull from behind. His already ugly face became even uglier.
He bought a bicycle for his own convenience and to save effort when going to the commune, but now he has become like a beast of burden. The most important thing is that the nose ring and saddle that make it convenient for people to use are bought by him himself!
What is this?
Zhao Weijun now even dislikes bicycles.
Looking at the culprit who was leisurely watching a show with his hands in his pockets, he became even more dissatisfied.
Thinking that the cart was already pulled up and the whole family was sitting on it, the situation couldn't get any worse than it was now, so he said in an annoyed voice, "What are you looking at?"
Song Ruan:?
You're taking advantage of me, aren't you? !
She looked at Zhao Weijun with an expression that said "What can you, a bitch, do to me?" and sneered at the ox cart that she couldn't ride on.
She turned around and said to Grandma Sun with an envious tone: "Grandma Sun, your car is really nice. Now it's very convenient for you to go to the commune, and it's also very cool."
Granny Sun also thought it was good and said proudly, "Of course I am old enough to enjoy my life."
"And this is a cart pulled by a bicycle. You have the first one in the whole town! If anyone tells others about it, who wouldn't think you are lucky to have raised a good child?"
Mrs. Sun became even more proud.
Zhao Weijun, who received a compliment for the first time in his life, felt his hair stand on end, and his instinctive reaction was to tell this black-hearted man to shut up.
Before she could react, Hei Xin Mei had already revealed her true vicious face: "Grandma Sun, I have never ridden in this kind of car before. Zhenzhen and I are going to the market today. Can you take us with you?"
Mrs. Sun was not happy.
Although she is very concerned about her reputation, she is not completely heartless to her son. He has already brought so many people along, so he should not get too tired.
The most important thing is, you want to ride for free just by saying a few nice words? It's impossible, no one can take advantage of her, Sun Xiaohua!
Before she could refuse, Song Ruan came closer and whispered, "Grandma Sun, I'm not ignorant. The brigade's ox carts cost two cents each, and your cart is even more special. If I were to ride it, I would have to show my appreciation."
The words of refusal from Granny Sun were stuck in her throat, and she subconsciously asked, "How do you say that?"
Song Ruan moved closer, quietly stretched out her hand, and made a circle with her thumb and index finger: "An egg."
That's five cents!
Mrs. Sun's eyes widened instantly, shining like an eagle.
Song Ruan added: "One for each person."
A full dime! She can even go to the commune’s state-owned restaurant and have a bowl of noodles for free!
Grandma Sun smiled brightly, rubbing her hands and speaking righteously: "What are you talking about? What do you mean by expression or not? We are good neighbors. What's the word? Help each other. Yes, we must help each other."
She directed Chen Guifen to hold Niuniu and Zhao Weimin to hold Tiedan, leaving two seats empty, and she quickly moved to the side, calling out enthusiastically, "Come and sit, come and sit!"
Song Ruan grinned at Zhao Weijun and arrogantly dragged Han Zhenzhen into the car.
Although Han Zhenzhen hadn't reacted yet, she understood that she didn't need to walk anymore, so she crawled very swiftly.
She climbed on the cart and looked with great interest at Zhao Weijun who was preparing to pedal in front of her. She was very excited - it was her first time to ride on a cart pulled by a bicycle.
After coming back to her senses from the surprise of two eggs, Mrs. Sun recalled that it was her son who was pulling the cart in front, and she quickly added: "Weijun, look at these neighbors, there are only two little girls, they are not heavy, just give them a hand and bear the hardship for a while."
Song Ruan pretended to be sitting in her seat: "There are so many of us, will Comrade Zhao be unable to pull them together?"
Then you go down!
Zhao Weijun was annoyed by Song Ruan's pretentious look and wanted to grab her to death.
But at this time, Granny Sun was already dazzled by the two eggs, and was afraid that the benefits she had obtained would be lost: "How could it be! Weijun was a soldier before, and he trained every day, so he has good physical strength!"
Since I have said this, what else can Zhao Weijun do? Are you saying that you are not good enough?
As a man, you can't say that you are not good enough, especially in front of people you hate, and you have to be very tough with your words.
Song Ruan looked at Zhao Weijun proudly and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Comrade Zhao."
What does it matter whether it’s hard or not? It’s mainly because of your hard life!
Zhao Weijun gnashed his teeth: He was wrong, the situation could be even worse!
Ahhh, this damn black-hearted coal! ! !
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