Chapter 39 Chapter 39 Han Zhenzhen: Look, I’m going to give you a surprise…
A grand drama ended with the fading sound of cowbells in the background. Looking at the captain driving away, everyone in the granary finally came back to their senses from the shock.
You still have to go to work.
The granary was in a mess, with white corn cobs and yellow unbroken corn cobs scattered all over the floor. Someone screamed, "I just broke the corn husks!"
What good firewood! There are also corn kernels that she "carefully left behind" on it!
He pounced on it and started to scratch it.
Some people's eyes flickered and they also rushed forward to grab it.
--What? You said this is yours?
fart! Is your name written on it? If you call it, will it answer you?
As if it was a horn, many people reacted and joined the fight to grab the items.
Supplies were scarce these days, especially in rural areas which were poorer than cities. Eating a piece of tofu was considered a festival, needles and thread were considered good things, and many people even had to hold back their use of the toilet - the idea of keeping good things within the family was vividly demonstrated here.
No matter whether it is useful or not, fragrant or smelly, it has become their instinct to dig it up for themselves first.
In the final analysis, the battle just now was all because of two corn cobs.
After all, it’s all because of poverty!
In the chaos, Song Ruan also secretly joined in to fish in troubled waters. Of course, she wasn't touching other people's corn cobs. She was taking advantage of the chaos to stuff her own pile of unbroken corn cobs into other people's corn piles.
For example, Xu Daya who was not present and rushed to grab the corn husks on her left, and the skinny Aunt Liu who ran to laugh and laugh to see Aunt Liu make fun of her, and the other aunts who were fighting in a group and ignored the aunts who were defending their own rear.
She didn't care about the corn husks that could be used as firewood, nor did she care about the corn kernels on top. She just really didn't want to break the corn!
This corn is not easy to break!
The corn kernels seemed to be nailed to the flesh, and they remained strong despite thousands of blows. Her hands were almost rubbed with blisters, and only then did the corn cob drop a few kernels as a reward, as if the corn was just a consolation prize for her. How shameful!
Who understands? She feels that she is despised by the corn cob!
The base of her thumb felt sore and burning.
The most important thing is that in this era without pesticides, the worms in the corn are particularly fat. It's okay to break off a worm, but if you don't stop yourself and pinch it directly, the fat worm will explode under your hand like a water ball, and the touch of the wet and sticky juice will make your scalp numb.
Amid the chaos and commotion, Aunt Liu stood there blankly, seemingly having not yet reacted.
An auntie who had just finished picking up the corn husks passed by her and said something offensively: "Auntie Liu, you normally like to flick your tongue, but how can you say that to Grandma Sun? Look, now you've caused trouble."
"That's right. How can we end this mess now?"
"Aunt Liu, you are definitely wrong this time."
Others chirped in agreement.
Aunt Liu's face turned pale and blue, and she looked uglier and uglier in the one-sided accusations of the crowd. Finally, she couldn't help it and raised her head suddenly: "She often said that Aunt Liu and Er Laizi were flirting with each other, and that her own daughter-in-law was so charming that she made her son lose his mind, otherwise she would never let her in."
"And you!" She suddenly looked up at the person who spoke first, "She also said that when your husband was away repairing the reservoir, your walking posture was not right. You must have been having an affair with your father-in-law!"
"You too, and you're helping her to say that about me? She said that you went on two blind dates before you married your man and that you're fickle and indecent!"
"Don't laugh, you think you've got something good! She told me that you and your eldest uncle were flirting with each other, and your husband and your sister-in-law were also having affairs. Your whole family is not serious!"
She was like a machine gun, firing fire at the people around her continuously, and her high cheekbones became more prominent.
"Why, she can't do it when it's her turn?"
She sprayed everyone around her equally, making all the aunts who spoke turn pale in the face, and her fighting power was so strong that it was far superior to others.
Seeing that everyone had an unhappy look on their faces, Aunt Liu felt much better. She made a "Pooh" sound, turned around and walked out.
——Mrs. Sun hit a tree. She felt a little guilty. She would not go to work today and would go home to avoid the limelight.
She turned around and left happily, leaving the battlefield that she had blown into ruins still immersed in the lingering smoke of gunpowder.
"She, she, she, what nonsense is she talking about!" The aunt who spoke first had a flickering look in her eyes and said with a dark face, "Who is cheating on me? This is slander!"
"That's right, we are doing this for her own good! Why are you scolding us?"
"Why does she scold someone just because she catches him? Is she crazy?"
"Mrs. Sun is such a bad mouth, she deserves to hit the tree."
"Yes, yes, yes, they are not good birds."
After scolding the two indignantly, the aunts suddenly fell silent for a moment, looked at the others, and changed the subject as if nothing had happened: "Go to work, go to work."
"Yes, yes, the work is not finished yet."
Song Ruan withdrew his gaze in shock: Aunt Liu, you are so awesome. Look at his combat capability of fighting ten enemies at the same time. In ancient times, he must be a disciple of a debater.
And the subtle reactions of some of the people involved after she finished talking. In the war years, she and Mrs. Sun were more than qualified to be intelligence collectors.
The anti-semen system in her brain sighed again
[The Dongfeng Brigade is truly a place of hidden talents]
Wait, why is she so honestly trying to break it with her hands? She brought rubber shoes with her.
Song Ruan slapped his head and felt that the high point of his brain that originally belonged to his IQ was occupied by watching the fun.
She turned a chair upside down, turned the back of the chair over and placed it against the ground, forming a stable triangular support with the stool surface. Then she took out a new pair of Jiefang rubber shoes, and tied them to the raised stool legs with the laces and the soles facing up.
He then took out a straight-shaped screwdriver and poked it into a row of corn kernels. After making a row of blanks, he aligned the gaps with the pattern on the sole of the shoe. He held one end in each hand and scraped hard. The corn kernels fell down like raindrops.
It is easy and does not hurt your hands, it is worth having for lazy people.
Song Ruan had picked up another corn cob from the other side and repeated the previous action, and the corn kernels fell down with a clatter.
The pile of corn around her was dwindling rapidly.
The eyes of the aunties who were rubbing corn cobs against each other nearby widened. It looked like this was easier than rubbing two corn cobs together.
This young man has a very active brain.
"What do you mean by smart?" An old lady pouted unconvincedly. "Look, she is wearing new rubber shoes, such nice shoes. How could she be so stupid as to waste them like this? What a spendthrift!"
There is some truth to this.
The others looked at Song Ruan's clean soles and nodded in agreement.
Yes, these are new rubber shoes.
These peasants cannot afford to waste the wealth of the intellectuals from big cities, so they might as well just rub the corn cobs against each other, which is pretty quick.
Song Ruan finished rubbing quickly, patted her butt and stood up.
Seeing her taking the shoes off the chair legs, an old lady rolled her eyes and said, "Little Song, you've already finished, can you lend me your shoes for a while?"
Song Ruan recognized that this was the old lady who first said that she had a bump on her head, and she immediately raised the corner of her mouth with a fake smile: "Sister, you are right, I have a bump on my head, and new shoes like this must be cherished and not worn all the time."
After she finished speaking, she neatly put her Liberation shoes into her pocket.
The old lady's face turned pale and blue, but she didn't dare to confront the girl who dared to fight the wild boar. She muttered behind her back, "I just said a few words to you, is it that serious? You are too petty."
Song Ruan ignored him.
Seeing that it was almost noon, she did not continue to get new piles of corn. She asked the warehouse manager to borrow a basket, put the peeled corn pulp into it, said something to the scorer, and walked outside.
Although she didn't care much about the corn husks, she had worked hard to pick them and she couldn't let others take them for free, so she took them all back!
"Song Ruan!"
When I was still a few steps away from home, I saw Han Zhenzhen squatting at the door. On the left was a large sack, bulging with something unknown in it. On the right was a rooster with its feet tied with long grass leaves. It was struggling and bouncing, and screaming "cock-a-doodle-doo" at the top of its lungs.
"I'm here to treat you to a meal!" she said happily.
Song Ruan was confused: "What are you treating me to?"
"You are willing to give me the banner, so it would be unreasonable if I don't even treat you to a meal!" Han Zhenzhen patted her chest, "Besides, I was going to treat you to a meal the day we met the traffickers, but I got interrupted. Now I might as well treat you to a good meal together!"
As she spoke, she kicked the rooster that kept flapping its wings and crowing: "Look, I specifically exchanged it with the villagers! It's alive and kicking and has meat on it, it's guaranteed to be delicious!"
Song Ruan looked at this simple-minded young lady in surprise - could this thing have such social skills?
Han Zhenzhen felt uncomfortable being stared at by her, so she rushed over to touch the key on her waist. After all, during the autumn harvest, the two of them often cooked special meals at Song Ruan's house, and she knew where Song Ruan always took the key.
"What are you looking at? Can't you let me be more careful for once?" She shouted like this, feeling a little uneasy in her heart.
In fact, she had never thought of this.
The main reason was that she was so excited about receiving the banner that she couldn't sleep for half the night. She got up early the next day and happily went to the commune to call her father to show off.
She was told that one of the two ox carts in the village was borrowed by Song Ruan to look after the donkeys, and the other was taken by the team leader and the village party secretary to deliver the prey, so she could only go on foot, but it did not dampen her excitement in the slightest. The young lady, who usually dawdled at work and cried loudly if she had to walk a few more steps, now walked for three hours without stopping, full of energy and rushing to the commune.
She even went to a photo studio to take a picture and sent it back to her father to have it framed!
When Mr. Han heard that his simple-minded, weak-limbed daughter had assisted the police in catching human traffickers and even received a banner, he almost fainted on the other end of the phone:
"Why are there still human traffickers? You took the banner and confronted them face to face? What's your condition now? Are you injured?"
he asked eagerly.
As soon as Han Zhenzhen heard this, she knew her father had misunderstood, and she quickly told him the whole story from beginning to end, emphasizing that she was just a runner and the banner was only given to her by the way. But Song Ruan was not interested in fame or fortune, so he gave it to her directly.
Mr. Han was worried and asked a lot of details. Only after he was sure that his daughter was just lucky did he breathe a sigh of relief.
This was the eldest daughter he was familiar with.
"Dad!" Han Zhenzhen heard her father's unspoken meaning and shouted angrily.
Father Han quickly changed the subject: "Zhenzhen, have you invited that comrade you mentioned to dinner?"
Han Zhenzhen uttered, "What? You want to treat me to a meal?"
Father Han explained: "From what you said, that comrade is smart, quick to react, and very righteous. If you make friends with her, it will at least be a guarantee in a rural area where you are unfamiliar with the place."
Han Zhenzhen stamped her feet in dissatisfaction: "Dad, why are you talking about this? What guarantees are there? I'm not playing with Song Ruan because of the benefits! What kind of person would I be if I did that!"
Father Han was exhausted, and he tried to comfort his stubborn son: "Well, let's not talk about the guarantee first. Comrade Song Ruan is willing to give you the banner. It's such a big favor, but you don't even treat him to a meal. Isn't that taking advantage of him? Do you have the nerve to do that? Can such a friend last long? Don't you want to play with him forever?"
Han Zhenzhen blinked her clear and stupid eyes: "Yeah, that's right."
"It just so happens that the autumn bamboo shoots I asked someone to bring you have arrived these days. You can go buy some meat and exchange them for a chicken or something. Going to a restaurant directly is too formal and polite, and it will be awkward. You can cook a meal yourself and just treat it as a small gathering among friends. You can chat more with your peers."
Han Zhenzhen said timidly: "Oh, oh."
"You are the one who hired him, so you must finish what you are going to do. Don't ask Comrade Song to help you. It will make you look like a loser. What a mess. Do you hear me?"
Han Zhenzhen remembered her father's instructions, and came back to her senses with a start. She pushed Song Ruan, who was about to go to the kitchen, out and said, "I will do the whole thing today, don't come in!"
Song Ruan raised her eyebrows: "Huh?"
Han Zhenzhen patted her chest and said, "Just wait and see!"
Song Ruan was a lazy person who didn't want to work. Seeing that Han Zhenzhen was sincere, she naturally wouldn't rush to find work. She just spread the corn cobs under the eaves to dry them: "You said so, so I'm really going to take a rest now."
"Right, right, right," Han Zhenzhen pushed her into the bedroom and took out a comic book from her pocket. "I'll be almost done after you finish reading it. Don't come out. Wait for me to give you a surprise together!"
"Look carefully, this is my treasure!" she warned.
Han Zhenzhen cooked most of the time during the autumn harvest, so Song Ruan had nothing to worry about. She leaned on the kang with the comic book in her hand and said, "Okay, I won't come out."
Han Zhenzhen walked back to the kitchen contentedly. She felt that her father was right. If she was going to do something, she had to do it from beginning to end to show her sincerity! So she didn't ask the family to kill the chicken, but just tied up the chicken's legs and brought it over.
Although she had never killed a chicken, she could now even catch human traffickers, and she had been doing farm work for so long to exercise, so what was so difficult about killing a chicken?
She confidently placed the lively rooster on the stone slab in front of the vegetable patch, took out a kitchen knife and started sharpening it, then began to point at its throat.
What did the farmer say just now? He said he would cut from here, right? She squinted to confirm.
The big rooster seemed to realize that his death was approaching, and he crowed and kicked his legs desperately.
Amid the chaos of flying chicken feathers, Han Zhenzhen didn't notice that many of the grass leaves tied to the chicken's claws were broken by its struggle.
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