Chapter 45 Commune Movie
noon.
After dinner, Zhang Jing took some cakes with her and followed Zhao Yi to the commune.
Zhao Yi and Zhang Jing just left.
Zhao Xiaoxiao came to Zhao Yi's house.
"Mom, what delicious food are you guys eating? I can smell the delicious food outside the door."
"Why are you here? Why are you so disobedient? There is meat at home, but you still come here."
Li Daju said this and pushed Zhao Xiaoxiao out the door.
"Mom, I'll just eat a little. My brother and sister-in-law are out anyway."
Zhao Xiaoxiao looked at Li Daju and said with a smile.
"What good food can you eat? Your elder brother and his wife both work in the village and don't have jobs. These are all things sent by your sister-in-law's family. Now they are at home, and these are sent to your sister-in-law as a supplement for her health because she is pregnant.
I let you in and eat, what do you think?
The meat we bought hasn't been delivered yet. Your father and I are both bad guys. Okay, you go back first.
I'll see if there's any left in the evening and bring you some then. ”
Li Daju pointed to the main hall and said.
When Zhao Xiaoxiao heard this, she looked at her mother pointing at the main hall, and knew that her eldest sister-in-law's family had not left yet, so she left reluctantly, looking back every few steps.
Although Li Daju likes Zhao Xiaoxiao the most, she cannot lose her share because of Zhao Xiaoxiao. Although Zhao Yi is not at home, Zhao Yi's father-in-law and mother-in-law are at home.
If she secretly told Zhao Yi that she gave the food to her younger brothers and sisters to eat, although the possibility was very small, it was still possible, so Li Daju was unwilling to do so.
What's more, these things can be used to make a good meal in the evening.
At this time, Zhao Dahai was still drinking with Zhang Fusheng. Neither of them could drink much, and it took them an hour to finish half a pound of wine. They mostly chatted.
"Da Hai, you are lucky to be a coal miner. We don't even have the chance to choose, let alone draw lots. We won't know who has been chosen as a worker until we set off.
The captain is fair. ”
Zhang Fusheng took a sip of wine and looked at Zhao Dahai to complain that the captain of Zhangjia Village was unfair. Wangou Village decided who would go by drawing lots, while all the candidates in Zhangjia Village were pre-selected.
"I'm lucky. I was the last one to take the stage. Being a worker is not a good thing. Although the salary is high, it is also very dangerous."
Zhao Dahai shook his head and said, if it wasn't for the fact that his children could finish high school and he could have money to go to the city to ask his younger sister if he could buy a job, Zhao Dahai would not want to be a miner.
Zhao Dahai heard from Zhao Qin that the city recruits at least high school graduates. Of course, he hopes that his children can have such an opportunity. Although the propaganda now says that the poorer you are, the more glorious you are, it is really hard for the family to live without food.
It’s different when you become a real worker. You have a radio and a bicycle at home. You feel proud when you go out and you can stand up straight when talking to anyone. You can also be allocated a concrete house in the city. Such a house is very luxurious to live in.
commune.
It took Zhao Yi and Zhang Jing nearly an hour to reach the commune. At this time, young people were already rushing here one after another.
There are also old people rushing here carrying baskets on their backs.
"My dear, let me tell you, I missed the movie the last time I came to the commune. In that movie, bullets were fired as if they were free, and no one picked up the bullet shells that fell on the ground. This time, after the movie is over, we can pick them up and send them to the recycling station. We can sell them for a lot of money."
The old man in front of Zhao Yi whispered to his wife.
When Zhang Jing heard this, she covered her mouth and laughed.
"If the boss had so many bullet shells, the projectionist would die of laughter."
Zhang Jing looked at Zhao Yi and said.
"Um."
Zhao Yi nodded.
Nowadays, people in rural areas have little knowledge and can only vaguely guess what a TV is when they see something strange. Just like many people have never seen a TV and don’t understand what it is.
Also, why did the light turn on? No flammable material was seen inside the light bulb.
I thought I could just buy a light bulb and light it up at home, but it turned out to be a waste of money and I ended up hanging it in the main room as a decoration.
After waiting for a while at the commune playground, the projectionist arrived on a tractor and selected a few young people to help set up the movie screen. Then the projectionist followed the commune leaders to the state-owned restaurant for dinner.
Zhang Jing also handed the pastry in her hand to Zhao Yi.
Zhao Yi took a piece of cake and went to a nearby house to borrow two small stools. Zhao Yi and Zhang Jing arrived earlier, so they stood closer to the front.
After the projectionist finished his meal, he returned, started the diesel generator and soon began playing the movie prepared for the day.
Zhao Yi looked behind him and saw an endless black crowd looking towards him in silence. There were many young people sitting on the tree branches.
The three movies were shown until late at night.
Zhang Jing was so engrossed in the movie that she didn't want to leave, so Zhao Yi had no choice but to stay with her. Zhao Yi had seen all these movies.
When I was a miner in my previous life, my coworkers would always take me to the city to watch movies and drink liquor during breaks.
The workers all feel that they risk their lives to earn money, so they should enjoy it when it’s time.
I returned the small stool to the owner in the evening.
Only then did Zhao Yi lead Zhang Jing back.
"Boss, when will our village have electricity?"
Zhang Jing suddenly looked at Zhao Yi and asked.
"It's hard to say, but if you want electricity, I do have a way. I can still get enough electricity for a light bulb."
Zhao Yi said with a smile.
In the previous life, Zhang Jing was sick and couldn't be cured in the county hospital, so she had to go to the provincial capital. Zhao Yi worked odd jobs there to earn money, and after work he picked up garbage to earn money for meals, and got to know some homeless people.
Some homeless people are quite knowledgeable. They live under bridges and generate electricity using waste materials they pick up.
Zhao Yi thought it was fun and followed suit and learned it a few times.
There are all kinds of people among the homeless. Some are angry with their families, while others have lost everything they have gambled away and have no other options.
"Master, can you use electricity?"
Zhang Jing looked at Zhao Yi in surprise and asked.
"It is possible, but we also need the materials, which are not easy to buy."
Zhao Yi smiled.
Nowadays, supplies are scarce and many things are broken but ordinary people cannot see them. The only way is to try your luck at the recycling station.
"Boss, how do you know these things?"
Zhang Jing was very curious.
“I read it in a book.”
Zhao Yi smiled.
Today's books are also very powerful. From the militia manual, you can learn how to train soldiers, how to deploy troops, and how to use machine guns to shoot down fighter planes.
The barefoot doctor manual contains treatments for almost all common diseases, as well as how to identify common Chinese herbal medicines.
It’s just that when some books are handed out, people don’t know how to read them because they don’t know how to read and can only look at the illustrations in the books.
The two chatted as they walked, and it didn't seem like they had walked back home in a short while.
Zhao Yi's parents had gone back to bed long ago.
Zhang Jing's parents also returned to Zhangjia Village.
The two walked into the kitchen and had eaten all the dishes they had made in the morning. Zhang Jing beat two eggs and started cooking noodles.
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