Chapter 34 Selfless Devotion
An Zhixia just discovered that the five machines in the supermarket bookstore were actually electronic libraries, which included many domestic and foreign books, newspapers, magazines, picture albums, etc. She could enter keywords to search for relevant information, which was much more convenient than searching books one by one.
Regarding chest compression, according to records, the Beijing, Shanghai, and Nanjing resuscitation teams made new progress in 1973. That means this method has existed for a long time, but it has not been verified and widely used, so it is not beyond the scope.
An Zhixia's vest was tightly worn, and the heroine couldn't tell it with just a few words.
Qi Yunlan's smile froze. This young educated youth named An really should not be provoked. She tried to probe him but failed, and was ridiculed instead.
A woman in her thirties stepped forward and said with a smile: "Well, young girls are stubborn and like to argue. They will change their faces if they disagree with a few words. It's not a big deal. The people in the fields are waiting for food. Let's get moving. We can't let people say we are lazy!"
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone started to get busy again.
"My eldest sister-in-law, Niu Wang's mother, is known as Sister-in-law Sheng. She is in the same group with us!" Fang Hongye whispered happily into An Zhixia's ear, "Everyone in my family is very protective of their own shortcomings."
An Zhixia smiled and nodded, but she felt that this kindness was in vain.
In the morning, I had bacon, cabbage and bread, and egg and radish soup.
After the meal was ready, the women present prepared meals for themselves, their families, and their close friends in advance.
An Zhixia tasted the food. It was authentic farm food and not bad. She used the bowl Fang Hongye brought from home to serve the soup and received six buns.
After a busy morning, the day dawned. As soon as the whistle for the end of the morning shift sounded, a group of half-grown children came running over with their bowls and chopsticks.
"Sister," the three siblings of the Fang family came over with bowls and chopsticks, shouting happily.
Fang Hongye took their bowls enthusiastically and passed them over the heads of the children to Sister Sheng, "Sister-in-law, from the Fang family, one adult and three children!"
"Thank you, Sister Hongye!" the children said politely.
Fang Hongye smiled and rubbed their heads, left the food behind, and went to greet her large group of nephews and nieces.
"Does your chest still hurt? It's only been half a month, and you're running around?" The three children were wearing clean and fitted clothes. They had grown taller, their faces had gained flesh, and their beautiful facial features had also emerged after the chilblains faded. They were also polite and well-educated, just like city children should be.
"It doesn't hurt at all," Fang Lixi said as he patted his chest gently, and whispered into An Zhixia's ear, "My dad goes to the back mountain every other day, and he catches a lot of wild game every time, pheasants, wild pigeons, and wild rabbits, all of which he stews in turn. It's hard for me not to get better.
Besides, we have to go to school today!"
The two little girls also ate the buns with their cheeks puffed out and nodded excitedly.
"When I learn to read, I will write articles for newspapers and use the royalties to buy candy for my sister," Fang Gexin said sweetly. It only took a few days for her to learn this way of making money.
An Zhixia couldn't help laughing when she heard this, thinking about how the heroine would look if the little girl really succeeded in submitting her work at a single-digit age. She was inexplicably excited, so she could be trained.
"By the way, I just got more than 20 chicks, ducklings and geese from the village chief's house. Do you want to raise them? I can give half of them to you.
With the feed that I specially formulated, I guarantee that you will be able to eat eggs in three months.
Normally you can just feed them boiled earthworms, wild vegetables and wheat bran.”
The three children naturally agreed happily and agreed to take their friends home after school in the afternoon.
People who had just finished work had already washed up and were rushing over with their bowls and chopsticks. An Zhixia found her brother and handed him the buns. She felt distressed when she saw how ravenously he was eating and the red marks on his hands that had not yet disappeared.
"Brother, is life tiring?"
"It's not tiring. It's just like running. You have to get used to it slowly. Once you improve your strength and endurance, it will be easy." He waved his hand nonchalantly. "I'm strong and healthy. You can put your mind at ease."
As they were talking, Fang Hongye came over with her waist bent, and with her sleeves wide open in winter, she stuffed an oil-paper bag into An Zhixia's hand, "Anyone who sees it gets a share, take it back and finish it secretly."
An Zhixia calmly put the things into her arms and entered the supermarket. It turned out to be an egg and a piece of bacon two fingers thick!
She looked at Fang Hongye with watery eyes.
"Oh, my second aunt is in charge of cooking, she knows everything. This is also the benefit of being a kitchen helper, otherwise why would everyone be scrambling to come here?" She smiled with a small dimple, "The job of a kitchen helper is light, but the work points are not high. Isn't it just for this bite of food?"
An Zhixia was having a hard time speaking. She was not moved, but rather frightened by Fang Hongye's enthusiasm. She thought she had not shown too much kindness to Fang Hongye, so how come they became good sisters, to the point of secretly sharing meat and eggs?
This was in 1972, and eggs and meat were so rare that she could hardly imagine.
Looking at her brother eating buns with big mouthfuls, the two villains in An Zhixia's mind have been fighting for 300 rounds and still no one is the winner. She will take it one step at a time. She is not the person involved, so she can't make decisions for them. At most, she can grasp the direction.
An Zhixia's schedule was also very tight. After breakfast, she took a break for about an hour and then started to prepare lunch. Perhaps today was the first day of the canteen's opening. The food was of high standard, with pork belly fried with dried beans, cabbage stewed with vermicelli, and the vegetarian dishes were made with animal oil, which made them crispy and fragrant. The staple food was brown rice, which was enough to fill her up, and the drink was corn porridge.
Everyone went in and out holding on to the wall, which was funny but also a bit sad.
After lunch, each of them had to hand in two baskets of wild vegetables, and the day's work was considered over.
Carrying the empty basket and saying goodbye to Fang Hongye, she walked home step by step as if her heels were filled with lead, lamenting that seven work points were too difficult to earn.
The problem is that one centimeter is five cents, and she worked so hard all day and only got thirty-five cents? !
Not to mention that her salary for a movie is calculated in billions, she can also earn hundreds of millions for a few minutes of advertising. Even ordinary people in this era cannot accept such a low input-output ratio, right?
But in this most glorious and turbulent era of promoting labor, she had to adapt and not let people find fault with her, unless she could have a job where she could sit in an office and drink tea in a legitimate manner!
The whistle for the end of work blew, and everyone saw the village party secretary riding the only bicycle in the village back from the town, whistling happily, with a golden banner hanging on the handlebars. Everyone excitedly surrounded him, "Secretary Cui, what's the matter that makes you so happy?"
An Zhiqiu was tall. After walking a few steps forward, he saw the four big words "Selfless Dedication" written on the flag.
(End of this chapter)
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