Cheng Mingyue took Wang Guihua's arm in arm, chatting and laughing as they went home to get the eggs and headed towards the cowshed.
When Cheng Mingyue arrived at the cowshed, she was stunned by the conditions there.
It was called a cowshed, but it was actually just a shed, and it was drafty on all sides. Cheng Mingyue frowned: "How...how can people live here?"
Wang Guihua tugged at Cheng Mingyue's arm and whispered, "Stop talking nonsense."
These people inside were all sent down to their village. I heard that they were all people who made mistakes, so how could they be treated well with good food and drink?
It was only because her husband was kind-hearted that he didn't torture these people. I heard that other villages either held criticism and denunciation meetings or made them do the hardest and most tiring work. That was real suffering.
Wang Guihua shouted inside: "Brother Li, we want to exchange a few chickens."
After a while, a man in his thirties came out. He was very thin, his hair was a little gray, and he looked a little listless.
He asked with a difficult voice: "How many do you want?"
Cheng Mingyue handed over the eggs in the basket: "Three."
She would like to raise a few more, but the current policy only allows a maximum of three.
Li Kun hesitated for a while after taking the eggs. He looked up at Cheng Mingyue and saw her nod. Then he carried the basket into the shed. Soon, the basket was filled with three strong chicks and he handed it out.
Cheng Mingyue nodded to Li Kun again and then walked home with Wang Guihua.
Wang Guihua tapped Cheng Mingyue's forehead and said, "Other people give three chicks five eggs at most, but you gave ten. You're so rich, you're showing off!"
It was indeed difficult for Wang Guihua to understand her daughter's train of thought. Could she still be stupid?!
Cheng Mingyue couldn't explain to her mother what was going on, so she pretended to be very upset:
"Mom, they were once the pride of the land, but now they're in such a pitiful state, starving and unable to wear warm clothes. I just wanted to give them a few eggs to build a good relationship with them."
Wang Guihua couldn't understand it even more. These people had all made mistakes, so why should they make good connections with them? Was that necessary?
But she couldn't bear to offend her daughter, so she sighed and didn't mention it again.
When Cheng Mingyue thought about the fact that Lu Yao's father had cheated on her, she felt sick as if she had eaten a fly. She made up her mind that if she had the chance in the future, she would find a way to make Professor Li see through the true colors of those two dogs and bitches. She couldn't let the ending be like the one in the book, even for the sake of Li Kun's son.
Cheng Mingyue carried the three chicks home. She walked straight to the backyard and saw Lu Chen with his butt sticking out, fiddling with something.
Cheng Mingyue almost laughed out loud when she came closer and took a look.
"Is this the chicken coop you built?" Cheng Mingyue asked, pointing at the shoddy construction built by Lu Chen.
"Is there a problem? I think it's windproof and rainproof, which is good." Lu Chen said stubbornly.
He absolutely cannot admit that his skills are not up to par.
Cheng Mingyue suppressed a smile and asked, "Protected from wind and rain? Then, may I ask the learned Lu Zhiqing, where do you get the chickens?"
"Chickens?" Oh, this is a chicken coop. Lu Chen finally woke up from his dream and demolished another wall of the square wooden house he had already built. He looked up at Cheng Mingyue: "Is this all right now?"
Cheng Mingyue smiled and said, "Okay, this really looks a bit like the cowshed where Professor Li lives!"
Lu Chen pretended not to hear Cheng Mingyue's ridicule and shook the few little hairs on his head proudly.
"Nerd." Cheng Mingyue took out some vegetable leaves from the space, chopped them up with a kitchen knife and threw them to the chicks. The three chicks rushed to talk and started "chatting" with their little mouths.
She looked so soft and cute, which made Cheng Mingyue feel warm inside.
The two men squatted on the ground and watched the chicks eat for a long time. It was not until it was dark that they reluctantly returned to the house.
In the next few days, Cheng Mingyue was very busy. The working time in the village was moved forward by an hour, and the working time was even more uncertain. Sometimes he even had to harvest wheat in the fields with a flashlight.
Her father told me that they had received a notice from higher authorities asking everyone to store the wheat as soon as possible, saying that there might be heavy rain in the next few days.
For rural people, food is life. It is not only related to their Baihe Brigade. More than half of the food has to be paid as public grain, and it is also the life guarantee for those city dwellers. It cannot be taken lightly.
The village even selected a few older women to cook for everyone, and the Baihe Brigade returned to the days of the communal dining system more than a decade ago.
Some people in the village who had experienced that special period would start talking about it to the little kids in the village every time they got their meals, with saliva flying everywhere.
Cheng Mingyue was just like those other kids, often listening with great interest.
It is true that the big pot meal saves everyone's time, but the food is really terrible, without any oil or water. Even though the village chief has repeatedly told the ladies not to be reluctant to spend money, people of that generation have always been frugal and would not listen no matter what he said, which ended up causing complaints from the villagers.
The village chief had no choice but to ask Cheng Mingyue and Xu Xiaoyan to help with cooking.
At first everyone was very dissatisfied with this arrangement.
Why should everyone else be working so hard while Cheng Mingyue can have some free time and is actually assigned to cook with those people?
Is it just because she is the village chief's daughter? !
But when it was time for lunch, everyone could smell the fragrant aroma coming from afar. Everyone was stunned at first, and then ran over here with their bowls and chopsticks.
"Today's meal is really good. Just the smell makes me hungry."
"Could it really be Fatty who did this? This is terrible!!"
Someone curled their lips and disagreed: "There are so many people cooking, how do you know it was Fatty? Maybe it was someone else?"
"Are you okay with your brain? If it was someone else, why couldn't they do it before? I think it must be Fatty."
"I think it's Fatty, too. I've heard she's a great cook. She was the one who cooked for the family when they were repairing the canal. During the entire construction period, her family members didn't lose weight, but actually gained some weight."
Everyone was queuing up but their mouths were not idle. They watched the people in front of them get their meals with smiles on their faces, and couldn't wait to squat aside and start eating with big mouthfuls.
They suddenly became even more anxious and stretched their necks to look forward, fearing that there would be no rice in the pot by the time they got there.
With such a mood, no one even had the heart to talk.
Cheng Mingyue’s cooking today was really nothing special, and the main point was the solid ingredients.
The main features of the big pot rice are large quantity and good taste. As long as these two are grasped, there will be no problem.
Cheng Mingyue first divided these aunts into several teams, some were responsible for steaming buns, some were responsible for washing and cutting vegetables... She was responsible for cooking, and Xu Xiaoyan was responsible for making the fire.
It only took a few hours for the village lady to go from being unconvinced at first to drooling at the end.
Now everyone smiles when they see Cheng Mingyue and greets her from afar, looking as familiar as they can be.
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