Chapter 59: Chronicle of the Sixties 19
Boom boom boom.
There was a knock on the door. Feng Wu took a bite of the juicy green cucumber, raised his eyebrows, and his spiritual sense fell on the outside of the door.
When he opened the door, he saw a middle-aged woman in her forties standing outside. Feng Wu had met her twice and knew that her name was Yang Lianxia and that the man was the instructor of the first squadron.
Yang Lianxia worked in the logistics department of Jiufen Field. Feng Wu went to the logistics department several times to pick up things. At first, this person treated her in a businesslike manner. Feng Wu thought that this person was just like that. But after the next two times, Yang Lianxia's attitude towards her changed a lot.
Not only was she given priority to choose, but the quantity was also slightly higher.
Feng Wu got the benefit and tacitly accepted this inexplicable favor.
Now this person comes to visit uninvited, I'm afraid he is here to collect interest.
"It's Aunt Yang! Is there something you need that brings you here so late at night?" Feng Wu asked, leaning against the door, holding half a cucumber in his hand.
Yang Lianxia didn't expect that this little girl Song could actually eat a fresh cucumber in the middle of winter. She swallowed her saliva, feeling envious and jealous.
This young lady from Beijing is very pretty and well-off. If the section chief hadn't taken a fancy to her, he would have wanted to introduce his son to her.
"Hey, Nurse Xiao Song! The cucumbers in your hand look so juicy. We are in the middle of nowhere here. I wonder where did you buy them?" As long as the price is not outrageous, she would also like to buy some to take home and improve her meals.
My face is chapped from eating pickled cabbage dumplings every day.
Of course, it would be even better if Nurse Xiao Song was shy and willing to give her a pound or half a pound.
"This! I brought this from Beijing as a snack. Nothing grows here except cabbage!" Feng Wu shamelessly took a bite in front of Yang Lianxia, and immediately the fragrance of vegetables hit his face.
Yang Lianxia's mouth was drooling and her eyes were fixed on the cucumber in Feng Wu's hand. If she hadn't had a little bit of common sense, she would have wanted to snatch it away and take a big bite.
After teasing her for a while, Feng Wu returned to the topic, "Aunt, is there something you need?"
Yang Lianxia shyly withdrew her gaze, then thought about the purpose of her visit. "I'm here to ask you young people, there's going to be a big fair tomorrow at Sanfen Field, and the local members will be bringing in a lot of mountain specialties to trade. I came here specifically to ask if you want to come along."
Feng Wu was just worried about not having a chance to go out, and tomorrow morning happened to be half a day off. "That's great! I just arrived at the farm, and I haven't prepared a lot of things yet. But the three-point field is far away. How do we get there?"
Upon hearing the man's promise, Yang Lianxia immediately beamed and patted Feng Wu's arm warmly, "The three-point field is only 17 or 18 kilometers away from here by mountain road. Don't worry! We have horse sleds in the field, so we'll be there in no time."
Feng Wu couldn't be more satisfied now that he has a means of transportation and doesn't have to walk so hard.
"Okay, I'll go to the market with my aunt tomorrow."
"Okay, that's all. Remember to get up early tomorrow and gather at the entrance at six o'clock."
"Got it, take care, Auntie!"
Yang Lianxia, who hadn't said she wanted to leave yet: "..." Just go, look at how stingy Nurse Song is, she doesn't like to be frozen in this snowy place!
After seeing Yang Lianxia off, Feng Wu no longer had the appetite to eat cucumbers. She was living a comfortable life here, and she wondered how the old man and the others were doing these days?
She could use her spiritual sense to sneak into the prisoner cell without anyone noticing, but this was not a long-term solution. She still had to find a way to help the old man and the others in an open and aboveboard manner.
She flipped through the farm's labor camp manual and found that outsiders were not prohibited from visiting prisoners.
Due to her status, she couldn't visit the prisoners in person, but if she couldn't, could others not?
Just find someone with a clean background...
Early the next morning, before daybreak, three or four horse-drawn sleighs were parked in front of the gate of the field office. Feng Wu and a group of female comrades were huddled together intimately. The horse-drawn sleighs were moving fast, and from time to time the voices of the female comrades talking could be heard from the sleighs.
"Nurse Xiao Song, you are so pretty. Girls from big cities are just different!" The aunt sitting on Feng Wu's right sounded envious.
"That's right! Nurse Xiao Song! Do you have a boyfriend? I know a lot of young men..."
"Hey, Juhua, you're right. A girl from a big city is not interested in a guy from a poor village like me."
"Go, go, we are three generations of poor peasants with good family background, and we are so proud..."
Feng Wu had a wooden expression throughout the whole process. In the end, he was really unable to bear it and could only say: "Thank you for your kindness, aunts, but I already have a partner..."
When everyone heard that Nurse Xiao Song had a boyfriend, they consciously dropped the topic and started chattering about another girl.
I would rather die than let my friend die. Feng Wu accepted the resentful look of the girl opposite him with some sympathy.
The horse-drawn sleigh was very fast, and in less than two hours, Feng Wu and his group arrived at the three-point field.
A large open space was specially cleared in the three-point field for members to set up stalls. When Feng Wu arrived, the open space was already bustling with people and the sound of shouting continued.
Yang Lianxia was originally following Feng Wu, but when she was distracted, she went to look for him and couldn't find him anymore.
Getting rid of the annoying tail behind him, Feng Wu entered the crowd and strolled around the market leisurely.
She followed the trend and bought a lot of wild mushrooms picked by local members from the mountains. After more than half a month here, she still hasn't tasted the chicken stewed with mushrooms.
The food in the cafeteria, apart from steamed corn bread, is radish tops without a drop of oil and salty pickled cabbage.
She couldn't remember how long it had been since she had eaten meat. Licking her red lips, Feng Wu's eyes fell on a big black rooster.
Now that he had chickens, Feng Wu set his sights on eggs.
The big, round eggs cost two cents each, and Fengwu bought a whole basket of eggs from his fellow villager in one go.
After counting, there were sixty-three of them, three or four of which had cracks, so Fengwu charged the normal price.
The fellow villager was a middle-aged man with a simple and honest face. Northern men are generally over 1.75 meters tall. The uncle's dark face was full of smiles because of Feng Wu's generosity. His family saved for two or three months to get such a basket of eggs.
There is no way. The eldest son is getting married. The family is too poor to hold a wedding banquet, but the betrothal gift for the wife still has to be paid.
Feng Wu didn't have any change, so he gave his fellow villager one yuan and fifty cents directly. The uncle must not be well educated, as he counted on his fingers for a long time, and finally counted them one by one with an embarrassed look on his face using the ten-making method.
"Uncle, don't count. The total is one dollar and twenty-six cents. Here's one dollar and fifty cents..."
The man smiled innocently. Seeing that the girl didn't look down on him at all, his embarrassed expression relaxed. "Don't be offended, girl. I'm from the mountains and haven't been to school. I'll give you the change right away."
Feng Wu did not urge him and squatted aside to chat with the busy uncle.
Through chatting, Feng Wu learned that this uncle named Fu Guoqiang lived in a small village called Heihutun.
Heihu Village is more than thirty miles away from the farm, and there are less than twenty households in the village.
These people were local hunters who gathered together on their own. As time went by, they gradually formed a village based on hunting.
However, times have changed and the situation has become unpredictable. They can no longer go into the mountains to hunt privately. In order to support their families, they can only go into the mountains to collect some wild delicacies, dry them and exchange them for money.
Feng Wu's gaze fell on the middle-aged man, with some meaningful meaning.
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