Chapter 32 I don't even recognize what I wrote
"I've already had two meals at your house. I'll give you my rations later. I hope I won't bother you in the future! I'm at the educated youth camp..."
"No!" Lu Dongping didn't care about being upset. "Everything else is fine, but this isn't. We agreed to eat together, how can you go back on your word? How do you eat at the educated youth camp? You've been here for almost a month, and you've been eating corn grits porridge without oil or salt for so long. Have you ever had a good meal? Your complexion wasn't like this when you first came. What has it become now? Look at your hands. Do they hurt during the day? Do they itch at night? Have you ever cooked or washed dishes before? Have you ever had your hands frozen? Once your hands are frozen, they will be frozen every winter. Even if you don't want to be with me, please feel sorry for yourself, okay?"
Wen Wan pursed her lips, her face tense. At this moment, Lu Dongping felt really anxious and powerless, and had no idea what to do.
He smiled self-deprecatingly: "Okay, I get it. I won't force you. The gap between you and me is there. I'm just a toad wanting to eat swan meat. It's delusional. You don't have to be angry or embarrassed. I get it. From now on, I won't mention these things, and I won't say these words." After saying that, he rubbed his face fiercely and stood up suddenly.
It's really uncomfortable. It's a forced melon. Not to mention eating it, just looking at it makes me uncomfortable.
"Lu Dongping!"
Wen Wan called out to him, "We've known each other for less than a month."
"I've never liked anyone, and I don't know how to like someone. I don't know what it feels like to like someone."
"I don't look down on you, I just don't dare to agree. What if I agree to be with you, but after being with you for a while you still don't like me or feel that we are not suitable, then I..." That would be really mean and unfair to others.
Her voice was not loud, and it sounded like she was mumbling a complaint.
But Lu Dongping heard every word she said clearly.
Things take a turn for the better, and then there's light at the end of the tunnel. This is probably how he feels at the moment.
He turned back and reached out to grab Wen Wan: "You mean, have you considered trying to get along with me?"
Wen Wan shook her head. No, she didn't think about it. She just...
Lu Dongping couldn't suppress the joy on his face. His eyebrows were so happy that he seemed to be flying to the sky. "You considered it, you considered it. Wanwan, I tell you, just consider it. If you still don't like me in the end, it's my problem. I didn't do it well. I have nothing but this person and these hands. They will do their best to make you comfortable and listen to you. Whatever you want, it will be yours."
Wen Wan pouted: "What if I want to go back?"
Lu Dongping blurted out: "Then take me with you, I will marry into your family."
"You may not look beautiful, but you think beautifully!"
After saying that, she tried to break free from his hand, but failed.
The face was so hot and red that people couldn't bear to look away.
"Wanwan, pinch me!"
Lu Dongping moved his face closer.
Wen Wan took a step back: "What are you doing?"
Lu Dongping said cheerfully: "I suspect I'm dreaming."
"Yes, you are dreaming."
"Wanwan, can I hug you now? I want to hug you."
Wen Wan glared at him. Is this asking for more?
Lu Dongping loved her little look so much that he took her hand and pulled her over gently.
Instead of hugging her, he just picked her up and spun her around in circles.
Wen Wan was so scared that she instinctively put her hands around his neck and said, "Stop it, put me down!"
Lu Dongping put her down, and as soon as her feet touched the ground, he reached out and held her in his arms.
Beneath his calm exterior lies a heart filled with the turmoil of a thousand horses galloping through the air. He's found a partner! The young intellectual has agreed to be his partner!
He wished he could pick Wen Wan up again and spin her around in circles.
Wen Wan was a little breathless because of his strangulation. She reached behind her back and twisted the back of his hand fiercely: "Let go, you don't want to work anymore!"
With her strength, Lu Dongping's thick skin and rough flesh felt like being scratched by a hairy claw. It didn't hurt, but it made him feel itchy inside.
But he knew his limits and how hard it would be to get her to give in, so he didn't dare push her any further and let her go: "You play here, I'll go chop wood."
Still playing? Wen Wan ignored him, took the bamboo rake and went to a place near the main road.
Seeing this, Lu Dongping leaned over again and said, "Rake up the pine needles and carry them back to start a fire. The leaves of the Chinese oak tree are the most vulnerable to burning and will rot easily. You can carry them back and dump them into the pigpen to make manure."
Wen Wan used a rake when she was clearing land in the mountains some time ago. She got the hang of it after just two tries.
While raking, I asked him, "Do you still feed pigs at home?"
"Feed them? How can we not feed them? Be a little more diligent. There's always grass in the fields year-round. Just bring a little every day is enough. Otherwise, all the water used to wash the pots at home will be wasted. Even if you scrape the bottom of the pot clean, it's still stained with grain. We can't waste it, right? Besides, here, whether you feed pigs or not, each household has a two-yuan pig tax every year. Not feeding them is even more of a loss."
"ah?"
Wen Wan stopped what she was doing and said, "There's also the pig tax? If you have to pay the tax whether you feed the pigs or not, then it's more cost-effective to feed them."
Lu Dongping smiled and said, "It's hard to say whether it's cost-effective or not. Feeding pigs requires a quota. If you feed one, you get half a pig, and if you feed two, you get one. At the beginning of autumn, we had one pig that weighed enough for 150 pounds, so my father took it and paid for it. The remaining one wasn't too big at the time, and after feeding it for a few months, it should be around 100 to 200 pounds. We're going to slaughter a pig in the next few days. You haven't seen a pig slaughter before, right? Come over early, it's really lively."
Wen Wan nodded hurriedly, she had really never seen it before.
Seeing her nod, Lu Dongping grinned happily, took the hatchet and went into the woods. He seemed to have endless energy, and in a short while he swept down a large number of branches with a bang.
Wen Wan took the rake and slowly raked the leaves, rolling them from top to bottom, like a snowball, getting bigger and bigger. She stopped only when there was a huge pile.
He pushed it with his foot and then sat down on the edge.
Today is the ninth day of the twelfth lunar month, and she came to Lujiazui on the twelfth day of the twelfth lunar month.
In just 27 days, she learned how to cook corn grits porridge in Lujiazui, how to collect firewood and rake leaves, how to recognize wild vegetables, and even found a partner.
Lu Dongping ran twice to carry the firewood back, and when he came back he carried a large backpack and carried the leaves that Wen Wan had raked twice.
As long as he turned around and saw Wen Wan, he would grin and smile as if it was contagious, making Wen Wan's discomfort disappear and become happy with him.
If you're dating someone, you have to be happy about it. Both mentally and materially, your relationship should be better than before. Otherwise, what's the point of dating? Is it just to make up the numbers?
On the last trip, the sun had already set, and Wen Wan followed Lu Dongping home.
Lu Chun'e and Lu Donglin came back from school and were doing their homework in the yard.
As soon as Lu Donglin saw Wen Wan, he started to act happy.
"Sister Wenwan, please come quickly and help me look at this problem. Is this something a third grader should be able to do? Why can't I, who is so smart, understand it?"
Lu Dongping patted the leaves off his body and sneered: "Your head is full of paste, it's strange that you can understand!"
Lu Donglin retorted unconvincedly: "As a fellow elementary school student, you are not worthy of laughing at me."
Wen Wan walked over, took his notebook and took a look at it, her brows furrowed so much that she could pinch a fly: "Lu Donglin, you are in the third grade now?" To be honest, when she was just learning to write, her handwriting was better than Lu Donglin's. At least the horizontal lines were horizontal and the vertical lines were vertical. But what the hell is this, Lu Donglin's handwriting?
Lu Donglin's notebook was cut from straw paper, sewn with thread, and marked with grids using a ruler.
The paper itself was a little yellow, and his dog-scratching handwriting was even harder to read.
"What is this word?" Wen Wan asked him, pointing.
Lu Donglin looked at it for a long time, but he didn't recognize it either.
Which line is this? Don't worry, he counted and compared it with the book.
Wen Wan covered her face and thought, it’s over, this child is beyond saving.
He looks smart, but he's obviously a dregs at studying!
Lu Dongping came over and said to Wen Wan, "He always complains about me because I only have an elementary school diploma and he refuses to be disciplined. Fortunately, you have a higher diploma, so you can help me to manage him."
Lu Donglin elbowed him: "Get out of the way! Don't disturb me while I'm studying." Then Lu Dongping twisted his ear 360 degrees: "Be good to me! If you don't study hard, I'll make you kneel on the tiles on New Year's Eve. Just wait!"
Lu Donglin was twisted by him and screamed: "Brother, brother, my ear, my ear fell off, please be gentle..."
As soon as Lu Dongping let go, he started to show off again: "Brother, I'm telling you, you can't always be like this, being so clumsy and rough at every turn. If you act like this, you'll be disliked by others."
Lu Dongping was too lazy to pay attention to him. He turned around and approached Wen Wan: "It's cold outside, let's go inside and warm up by the fire!"
Wen Wan poked Lu Dongping's homework book and said, "I'll go after I explain the problem to him. You go ahead and do your work."
Lu Dongping smiled, his eyes so gentle that they seemed to melt into water.
Lu Donglin stared at him stupidly, then looked at him and turned back to look at Wen Wan, his eyes rolling around.
Wen Wan reached out and tapped his notebook: "Don't you know how to do it? Come here and I'll explain it to you."
When Lu Dongping entered the house, the meal was almost ready, it was cooked corn porridge.
Although they are both corn, this is different from the corn residue porridge. This corn porridge is sifted out after the corn is ground.
I just simply sieved it, took out the coarsest skin, added a little bit of wheat bran and rice bran as feed, and mixed it with pig grass to feed the pigs.
Of course, we don’t have such luxury at other times. It’s the end of the year now, and the pigs need to be fed with some food to fatten them up so that the lard in their bellies can be thicker, the fat can be thicker, and there can be more oil and water.
Zhang Hongying was a person who knew how to manage her life, and Lu Chun'e was also hardworking. In addition to the vegetables from their private plots, there were also several rough jars and earthenware pots under the chopping board, filled with chili sauce and pickles.
Grab a bowl of the dried toon buds at the beginning of the year, add some chopped green onions and a little lard, steam them, and mix them into the corn paste. It smells so good that you want to swallow it along with your tongue.
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