Chapter 61 Package
They would take out some food for a snack every now and then, but it was just canned rice or noodles. If they wanted to eat meat, they had to go to the commune to buy it. Everyone worked every day and had no time to buy meat.
As for Xia Zhizhi, she was lazy and didn't want to go. Anyway, she could secretly have a snack in the evening.
Even though this sounds miserable, it is still better than the lives of most people. After all, many people cannot even afford food and clothing, and there are many people who wait all year round to have a meal of meat during the Chinese New Year.
Tang Mingli didn't have much money and knew that he was taking advantage of everyone. Although no one cared, he knew what was going on and rushed to work. He opened a large piece of private land by himself and planted everything he could. He would be able to harvest a crop in the autumn, which would be nice to make into dried vegetables or something.
Perhaps it was because the food was indeed better than what Tang Mingli had eaten before. During this period, Cui Zijin, Han Youran and Jiang Xiurong all lost some weight, but Tang Mingli seemed to have gained some weight, and his cheeks were not so sunken anymore.
Jiang Xiurong was very happy to see this.
Xia Zhizhi shook her head as she looked at this honest child who seemed to be ready to plow through the earth.
He works in the fields 24 hours a day without sleep, but the harvest is just a little bit throughout the year. When will he be able to marry a wife?
Do we have to wait until we are in our 30s or 40s to embrace reform and opening up, just like our previous life?
Xia Zhizhi had a bad conscience. When no one was around, she whispered in his ear, "Sister Xiurong is so kind. She knew you couldn't afford to eat, so she gave you a lot of food subsidies. Tsk tsk tsk tsk..."
At that time, Tang Mingli was sitting on the stone steps eating. After hearing her words, he held the chopsticks in his hand for two or three minutes before he started eating again.
After stabbing the man's lungs, she just patted her butt and walked away, completely unconcerned about the psychological struggle the man was going through.
The weather has been getting hotter these days, and according to the captain, it hasn't rained for a long time.
The village has been organizing everyone to carry out irrigation these two days.
Fortunately, they are close to the river, so it is convenient to use water for irrigation. Canals have been dug in most places, so water can be directly diverted there.
There are also some places that are slightly higher, but there is no other way and they have to rely on people to carry water.
Almost everyone who could move in the village went to fetch water.
Jiang Xiurong and Wang Lizhen, who were originally collecting grass for pigs, were also assigned to water the fields with ladles.
But within three or four days, she saw that both of her heroines seemed to have lost weight.
Pathetic view.
If the male protagonist doesn't feel sorry for her, then she does!
She was kind today and asked Ah Ju to cook a pot of mung bean soup and pour it in the water jar.
The weather is so hot and she has to work all day long. What if her two heroines get sick? Who will cook?
Jiang Xiurong and Han Youran came back from work and saw Xia Zhizhi had prepared mung bean soup for them.
I don’t know why, but I feel relieved when a parent comes home from get off work and sees that his child has prepared a meal…
After all, the only housework Xia Zhizhi had done these days was washing her own basin.
The mung bean soup was cool and refreshing, and she was willing to add sugar to it, so it was sweet. After drinking a big bowl of it, she felt like she was being reborn even though she was covered in sweat.
Wang Lizhen gulped down a large bowl of mung bean soup, touched her waist, and thought she should give herself some nourishment. Working in the fields was really hard, even harder than cutting grass for pigs.
He took out a handful of noodles and said to Xia Zhizhi, "Cut some bacon and brines it. Let's have some boiled noodles."
"No." Xia Zhizhi rejected her mercilessly.
Wang Lizhen didn't expect her to refuse. She choked and looked a little unhappy: "Cut out a little bit, I'll pay for it. Last time Han Youran asked you to cut it, you cut it."
How can the heroine and the supporting actress be the same? Xia Zhizhi turned her back and said, "Not much left. I want to save some for myself."
What's more, she was greedy last time, but she is not greedy today.
Wang Lizhen was speechless: "If you don't want to cut it, then don't cut it. What's the big deal?"
After saying that, he slammed the kitchen door and went to the front yard to find Liu Lin.
He came back after a while, holding a small piece of bacon in his hand, which should be the only stock left in Liu Lin's hands.
She put the bacon on the chopping board and snorted as she passed by Xia Zhizhi: "You don't even want to eat a bit of your meat? If you have the guts, don't eat it!"
"I'll eat it. I'll eat a whole bowl!" Xia Zhizhi replied.
"I'll just torture you to death!" Wang Lizhen glared at her.
Xia Zhizhi patted her belly and said, "I can't hold on any longer. Hey, are you angry? Just tell me if you're angry or not."
Han Youran and Jiang Xiurong listened to the quarrel between these elementary school kids, looked at each other, and were both speechless.
After the noodles are cooked, rinse them twice with cold water, then add shredded cucumber, carrot and green onion, and pour a spoonful of pork stew on them. It smells super good!
The main thing is that eating a bowl of cold noodles in the hot summer is so refreshing.
After dinner, the postman arrived on his bicycle, ringing his phone.
When we arrived at the educated youth site, we asked, "Who is Comrade Xia Zhizhi?"
Xia Zhizhi raised her hand: "It's me, comrade."
"There's your letter, the remittance slip, and the package."
The postman took the huge package off the back seat and pulled out a thick letter and a remittance slip from the package.
"Thank you, comrade. Please wait a moment." She went back to the house and took out the remaining bowl of mung bean soup: "It's so hot. Have a drink of water."
The postman was a little embarrassed, so Xia Zhizhi stuffed the bowl into his hand and said, "Don't be polite, drink it."
After the postman finished drinking, she took out four stamped envelopes and said, "Comrade, please help me mail these letters as well."
These are some of her recent articles.
Each of them is about the story of an educated youth from Yang City going to the countryside.
The story of an educated youth from the south going to the countryside.
The story of educated youth from Jiangnan going to the countryside.
Educated youth from the South look at the Northeast.
They were sent to Yangshi Daily, Nanjing Daily, Shanghai Daily, and Northeast Daily respectively.
The content is the same as before, but she has a conscience and uses different photos.
I have been writing these manuscripts for several days, but the weather is too hot and I am too lazy to go out, so I didn't go to the commune to mail them. I will just ask the postman to take them to my place when he comes.
After the postman left, she looked at the half-person-high package on the ground, scanned the people in the Youth House, pouted, and said to Jiang Xiurong who was washing dishes: "Sister Xiurong, this is too heavy, I can't carry it~"
Jiang Xiurong was busy, and said to Tang Mingli, "Comrade Tang, can you help Zhizhi move it?"
Tang Mingli walked over silently, picked up her big package and stuffed it into her room.
When he put his things down, she snorted and shook her head, almost hitting Tang Mingli with her braid: "If Sister Xiurong hadn't asked, I wouldn't have let you touch my things."
Tang Mingli's fist hardened.
But he still said nothing and walked out in silence.
This package was sent by her to herself. It contained some concealing clothes and other things. It took more than half a month to arrive.
She closed the door, took Ah Ju out directly and asked Ah Ju to clean up.
The heroines and Wang Lizhen were not very curious. The packages either contained clothes and quilts, or food.
Zhao Jinhua and the others were a little curious, but she closed the door, muttered a few words at the door, walked around for a while, and went back.
While Ah Ju was packing her things, she took a look at the letter, which was sent from the newspaper.
When she went to the commune some time ago, she sent two manuscripts to the Northeast Daily.
One letter is about the experiences of educated youth who went to the countryside on a train traveling from south to north. From the perspective of the educated youth, it describes the meticulousness of the train crew in the south and the boldness and cheerfulness of the train crew in the north. It then expresses admiration for the train crew's spirit of hard work and finally sings praises to the Party and the country.
The other letter was about her building a kang. It avoided the main point and did not mention the wages. It only said that the educated youth who went to the countryside needed to build a kang, and the villagers, young and old, came to help. It interspersed one or two sentences of Tiedan's childish words. The content was very heartwarming, and it also included a cute photo of Tiedan, expressing the emotion that the people of Northeast China, young and old, were all equally enthusiastic and hardworking.