In the evening, Lu Shiyi received news from the foot of the mountain and returned to the old house in the back row. Su Jin prepared cold noodles today. Lu Shiyi specially dragged back a small refrigerator from outside two days ago. There was a freezer on top. Su Jin not only made popsicles, but also froze ice cubes.
Below is a box of pickles and some cold dishes that were just made in the morning. Uncle Yang and Aunt Yang cook white porridge and steam a few buns every morning to have breakfast.
"Wife, are you having cold noodles today?" Lu Shiyi and Su Jin were eating cold noodles in a porcelain bowl of ice water. On the side were braised beef, tomato slices, cucumber shreds, and a half-cut boiled egg. "Can Grandpa and Grandma eat kimchi?"
"Their stomachs can handle it, but Grandpa Ning's stomach is very bad, so he might not be able to eat." Lu Shiyi reminded Su Jin, "I'll ask the two elders to come over later. Can you prepare some extra food?"
"No need. I prepared cold noodles and cold noodles. The cold noodles are noodles with scallion oil. The noodles are just rinsed with ice-cold well water. Mr. Ning should be able to eat it." Su Jin pointed to the bowls of cold noodles with ice cubes on the dining table.
Lu Shiyi took out cold cucumbers, cold shredded potatoes and cold fungus from the refrigerator.
"Ayi, Grandpa can't eat Mu'er Ning. It has mustard paste in it." When the two of them went to the imperial capital, they specially went to the Friendship Store to buy a few tubes of mustard paste. "This is the first time our family has eaten it. I don't know if you can adapt to it."
"Let grandpa come back and try it. I think it tastes better with this black fungus." Lu Shiyi has eaten the black fungus pickled by Su Jin and thinks it is really good.
Several old men and old ladies came out, and Old Ning also followed the old people and served cold noodles, but was stopped by Lu Shiyi.
"Grandpa Ning, you can't eat cold noodles. They have ice in them. Your stomach will definitely feel uncomfortable if you eat them." Lu Shiyi said directly, "Don't eat this fungus either. It has mustard paste in it."
The old men were eating cold noodles, and Lu Bairen laughed happily. When the neighboring country came to aid in the war, the local people also made such cold noodles. At that time, it was more simple, and the ice was also put in the ice cellar in winter, ready to be used to cool down in the summer.
In order to aid the war, those who participated in the war in the past all ate cold noodles, which were topped with a lot of ice chips to cool down.
Su Jin was so happy that they could taste this kind of cold noodles again after so many years.
"We also ate this cold noodles in the past. We were still young at that time and there were many teammates around us." Lu Bairen ate the cold noodles and thought of his comrades who had eaten noodles with him.
Of the people who went out together at the beginning, only one-third of the familiar people were left when we came back.
"Xiao Jin, make a few more bowls of cold noodles and send them to Old Song after work is done." Lu Bairen looked at Su Jin and said, "Your grandfather Song was a clerk in his time. He spoke fluent English. The company commander asked him to go to the villagers' homes to exchange captured spoils for food, and the local people used whatever ingredients they had at home to make cold noodles."
After Su Jin heard Lu Bairen talk about what happened to Mr. Song in the past, he thought of preparing a copy for all the old men.
Now that the weather is hot, cold noodles are the best way to cool down. Although braised meat may not be included in every bowl, kimchi cold noodles are also very delicious.
"Okay, I'll go prepare it now." Su Jin nodded and said, Lu Shiyi went to stop her, "The squad leader of the kitchen team has already done it. I specifically told the squad leader about Xiao Jin's kimchi recipe. It should be ready in the next few days."
After hearing what Lu Shiyi said, Lu Bairen felt completely relieved.
After the three elderly people came, they stayed in the yard or were busy with work in their private plots, and rarely had the chance to go out. They had planned to reunite with their old comrades after they finished their work.
Several people squatted in the fields, eating cold noodles with large porcelain bowls in their hands, and the images of their comrades appeared in their minds.
"Old Lu, if those people were alive, they would probably be on the farm with us." Old Song thought of his former teammates. Those people all came from good backgrounds and might be taken advantage of by someone with ulterior motives.
"Of course," Lu Bairen ate, thinking about his comrades, "Xiao Jin made it well, right? I always feel like it's the same as what we ate back then."
Smiles appeared on the faces of several elderly people. After eating this bowl of cold noodles, they forgot many of their worries.
"The situation in the fields is not good!" Old Song said to the others, "I see that the water level will continue to drop. It will probably be dry in the future. We built a waterwheel earlier to bring irrigation water from the mountains, so that the crops in the fields can survive."
The situation in the village is definitely more serious than here, and the villagers are divided, so no one dares to take the risk of rescuing them.
"Wu Jun and Ayi have absolute say on the farm, and you old fellas can still help with advice. Who would treat you so well outside?" Lu Bairen looked at Old Song, who seemed a little unconvinced, and directly pointed out the interests at stake. "As long as you don't take off your hats, I guess those people won't trust you easily."
Old Song sighed. Even if Wu Jun believed his suggestions completely, the village heads at the foot of the mountain would not believe them. Instead, they would think they were asking for trouble.
"I will definitely pay attention in the future, don't worry." Old Song decided not to talk nonsense all the time to prevent someone from using him to attack Lu Shiyi.
Several old men squatted by the field and ate cold noodles, discussing the waterwheel matter.
Lu Bairen led Mr. Song and Mr. Ning into Lu Shiyi's home.
The arrival of the three old men made Lu Shiyi stunned for a moment, and he quickly stood up and looked at the old man.
"Grandpa, why are you here? We still have to go to the middle of the mountain to see the waterwheel tomorrow. If you don't rest early, you will definitely be tired." Lu Shiyi wanted the old men to rest more. Since the weather was not good, the team members could only irrigate manually.
Mr. Song’s waterwheel drawings helped everyone a lot.
"Ayi, after the waterwheel is built, the drawings must be burned. Let the team members make the waterwheel look old. It's like you found an old item and used it." Lu Bairen told his grandson.
Lu Shiyi was slightly stunned: "Grandpa, I was thinking of asking for credit for you."
"Old Song and Old Wei come from poor family backgrounds, and are exactly the type that those people outside are targeting. With this achievement, I guess they can't be stopped. If you want, just arrange for them to do less work." Lu Bairen told Lu Shiyi.
After Lin Zitao entered the room, he heard Lu Bairen's request and pleaded with Elder Song: "Elder Song, if this waterwheel blueprint is built on the mountainous land in the southwest, it can solve many water problems."
"No!" Lu Shiyi refused. "You can draw a blueprint of the waterwheel, but you can't submit it under Mr. Song's name!"
Mr. Song was sent abroad to study, so many people are still looking for his whereabouts.
"No matter who drew the blueprint of the waterwheel, everyone who is familiar with Old Song knows that the blueprint came from his hand." Lu Bairen sighed.
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