Jiang Wenwan wasn't actually singing off-key; she just wasn't very familiar with the songs of this era. But now that you mention it, she really needs to brush up on her knowledge.
The aunties in the family compound came one after another to buy braising liquid, and soon all the braising liquid was gone.
Zhou Yunting was washing a pot in the kitchen when he heard his wife changing the TV channels, and he couldn't help but smile knowingly.
That really shows they put a lot of thought into it.
After he finished washing the pot, he started adding water and then took out the Tibetan wild donkey he had hunted.
Looking at the donkey meat reminded him of donkey meat sandwiches, so he scooped up some flour and started kneading it.
After kneading the dough and letting it rest, he began to prepare the donkey.
At this moment, Jiang Wenwan had already switched to the station she wanted to listen to, and the song being sung was "Defend the Yellow River".
Protect the Yellow River
Defend North China
Defend all of China
The wind is howling
The horse is neighing.
The Yellow River is roaring
The Yellow River is roaring
Jiang Wenwan listened intently from inside the room.
Zhou Yunting, who was outside tending to the donkey, also got caught up in the music. Hearing "Defend the Yellow River" playing in his ears, he unconsciously started singing along.
It's a pity this isn't a tape recorder, otherwise I could listen to it a few more times.
Remembering the tape recorder, Jiang Wenwan's eyes lit up, and she turned around to go find Zhou Yunting.
At this moment, Zhou Yunting was slaughtering a donkey, planning to cook all the donkey meat. He also prepared a new pot of braising spices specifically for braising the donkey meat.
"Honey, should we buy a tape recorder?"
The radio can play live news broadcasts, and the tape recorder can play songs on repeat.
"purchase!"
Zhou Yunting glanced at the Shanghai watch he had placed aside.
"It's only three o'clock, I haven't gotten off work yet. Give me the money and the ration coupons, and I'll rush to the supply and marketing cooperative right away."
Jiang Wenwan was speechless.
"It doesn't matter if it's just one day. It's too late now. We can go tomorrow."
Zhou Yunting had already gotten up to wash his hands.
"That won't do. I can't let my wife's time for learning songs be interrupted."
Seeing him like this, Jiang Wenwan smiled and gave him a reproachful look before handing him the money and tickets.
"Keep some money and tickets on yourself from now on."
Zhou Yunting took the money and tickets she handed him and put them away.
"I only need you."
Wow, these sweet nothings come so easily to her now!
She watched him run out quickly with a smile on her face.
Listening to the songs on the radio, Jiang Wenwan sat down in the spot where he had just been sitting and began to tidy up the donkey in her hands.
She took out the sharpest dagger from her spatial storage and quickly dissected the donkey.
Just as the donkey meat was being braised, there was a knock on their courtyard gate.
"Is this Battalion Commander Zhou's house?"
Jiang Wenwan listened to the sounds outside with curiosity. If it was from the family compound, how could they not know that this was Battalion Commander Zhou's house?
I quickly washed my hands and replied:
"It's Battalion Commander Zhou's house, wait a minute!"
Since they're preparing donkey meat at home, it's best to keep the door closed.
She washed her hands and went to open the door, but the man standing outside made her pause.
No, it's not that the man is particularly dashing or handsome, but rather that the hat on his head looks somewhat familiar.
She paused for a moment, then quickly looked at the man in military uniform in front of her.
"This comrade,"
"Sister-in-law, don't you recognize me?!"
Jiang Wenwan didn't recognize him at first glance, but when she heard him say that, she couldn't help but laugh.
"Comrade Wu Weiguo, what brings you here?"
Come in quickly and talk to me.
I met Zhang Wuweiguo at the educated youth settlement; he was on a mission with Zhou Yunting.
I heard he went to the island, so why is he coming here?
"Sister-in-law, I didn't expect it to really be you! My brother Ting is really amazing!"
Jiang Wenwan coughed lightly and quickly changed the subject.
"What are you doing here? Didn't I hear you went to the island?"
"I'm here on a mission."
Seeing him glance around the courtyard and find a stool to sit down, Jiang Wenwan nodded.
"You've come at the right time. Today, Lao Zhou and I went to hunt some wild donkeys, and the donkey meat in the pot is cooking right now. We'll have some later."
"By the way, do you have a place to stay?"
"The troupe arranged a place for me to stay. I just came to see Brother Ting. Isn't he home?"
Jiang Wenwan nodded.
"Wait a minute, he'll be back. He's gone to buy me a tape recorder."
"By the way, where did you buy that hat? It's really nice."
"Hahaha, sister-in-law, please stop teasing me."
Where did I buy this? I found it on the roadside.
But look at these little flowers, don't they look like what Zhu, the educated youth, did last year when we were at the educated youth settlement?"
Jiang Wenwan paused, her expression somewhat strange.
"You mean you picked the flower because you saw it?"
This question made Wu Weiguo blush.
Jiang Wenwan looked at the suspicious blush on his face and was speechless.
When did this person develop this idea? I never noticed it before!
"No, it wasn't. I just happened to be passing by and saw a hat and a pair of gloves lying on the side of the road."
I glanced at it and thought it looked pretty nice, so I picked it up and then I noticed the flowers on it.
Jiang Wenwan doesn't believe him at all.
He gave a faint sigh:
"You know what, it really does look like it!"
I'll have to write to Zhu Xiaomin later to ask her about it.
Wu Weiguo's eyes lit up immediately.
"Sister-in-law, are you still in contact with Comrade Zhu?"
Jiang Wenwan glanced at her sideways.
"Isn't it normal for us to keep in touch?"
"Oh, wait a minute."
As she went inside, she noticed that Zhu Xiaomin's mother had mailed her some local specialties from Beijing. It was quite rare that the donkey rolls hadn't spoiled by the time they arrived.
She served several pieces of donkey roll, poria cocos cake, candied fruit, and shortbread on a plate.
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