Crossing 70: Fish in the Pond Have Good News

Yi Chi rolled the dumpling wrappers without even looking up. "The one on the table is in E-language. There are some in Y-language on the kang. Do you want to see them?"

"I don't understand." Jiang Yu shook her head and casually looked at two pages. There were some pictures in it, which showed the structure of some mechanical parts. Although Jiang Yu could repair some simple mechanical products, she actually didn't understand the core things.

It's like a radio. As long as all the parts are complete, she can repair it and put it back together if it is slightly damaged. But if she is asked to build it from scratch, that won't work. Strictly speaking, Jiang Yu is indeed illiterate.

Yi Chi blinked and said, "If you want to learn, I can teach you." He finally put down the rolling pin and spoke to her with a serious expression.

Jiang Yu shook his head. "But what foreign language is mainly taught in high schools nowadays?"

"Both the types I just mentioned are available, and some places also teach R language." Yi Chi had never been to school, and he heard all this from people in the army.

"Ah..." Jiang Yu was suddenly at a loss. She had always had an idea in her mind, which was to go study.

But at the moment, it is impossible for her to go to high school because everyone has moved to the countryside.

As for university, she had originally established good relations with the villagers, partly in order to get a place in the Workers, Peasants and Soldiers University, but she unilaterally gave up this channel. Now it depends on when the country can resume the college entrance examination.

In the complaints she had read before, it was said that men and women could go to college at Q or B and reach the pinnacle of life without any initiative, but little did they know that there were many great universities in China...

Jiang Yu didn't know which universities there were, and the time and space were different, so there would definitely be discrepancies. But she knew that the college entrance examination would be resumed in the late 70s, so she just had to wait.

Yi Chi looked at her in confusion. "What's wrong? Are you worried that learning the language is difficult? No, you have a good memory, so it won't be difficult to learn."

Jiang Yu hesitated for a while, and only said after Yi Chi finished making a plate of dumplings, "I have absolutely no foundation..."

"It's okay, you've helped me so much, I will definitely teach you foreign languages ​​well." Although Yi Chi gave her a radio, he still felt that he owed her a favor. On the one hand, he cherished her kindness, and on the other hand, it was purely selfish.

Seeing this, Jiang Yu stopped worrying about it. Since the other party doesn't mind the trouble, then just learn it!

Anyway, her genes are optimized, so her memory must be good! Study! If you don’t die from studying, then study till you die!

Yi Chi thought that the village would cook pig-killing dishes, so he didn't want to delay Jiang Yu from eating meat, so he quickly cooked a lunch box of dumplings for her and asked her to take it away. "As for foreign languages, come and learn whenever you are free. I will stay at home this winter."

"Okay." Jiang Yu nodded, took the lunch box and went down the mountain, and before leaving, he didn't forget to rub another dumpling. "I'll come back to return your lunch box in the evening, and bring you the snacks I mentioned before. Please close the door, it's very windy outside."

Yi Chi half-closed the door and poked his head out to talk to her, "Hurry down the mountain, there's no rush for the lunch box."

Jiang Yu waved his hand towards the wooden house with his back to it, then trotted down the mountain.

The thickness of the snow is such that you can take out your skis for transportation and also as a sport, so you don’t have to be bored during the winter!

Jiang Yu did what he thought and immediately decided to go to Lao Liu's house in the afternoon to exchange a few wooden boards! Although the materials are different, as a person who has experienced the end of the world, can this difficulty not be solved?

At the foot of the mountain, Xue Li and Chen Jinghan were standing together chatting. When they saw Jiang Yu coming over, they hurriedly called her, "Jiang Yu, go back to the house and get the enamel pot. We can eat the pig-killing dish in a while!"

Jiang Yu let out a cry, turned around and returned to the educated youth point.

There were footprints of people along the way. Jiang Yu stepped on their footprints to make the hole bigger. It would be stronger after stepping on it more often. Although it was a bit slippery, at least he could see the situation below clearly.

Jiang Yu put the dumplings in the cupboard, then picked up the enamel pot with a lid and rushed out the door quickly.

If you are not active in eating, there is something wrong with your brain~

On the way, we also saw Fu Biao playing snowball fights with children. Wu Aiqing and Xiong Lijin were watching from the side. However, the children didn't have much aim and would throw snowballs at the spectators from time to time. Soon, the adults outside also joined in.

There were flickering flames and rising steam on the field outside the brigade headquarters, and the aroma of sauerkraut stewed with pork offal indicated that the New Year was slowly approaching.

Although the group members were also educated youth, the villagers still loved them, not to mention that Jiang Yu had created a great treasure, the brick kiln. When the aunts in the village served them food, they would scoop up the pork offal from the bottom of the bowl and pour it into their rice bowls. "Eat more! Apart from anything else, I, your aunt, have been cooking pig-killing dishes for so many years. The taste is unmatched. Everyone in the village likes it!"

"Thank you, auntie~" Xue Li, the diplomat in the small group, showed her sweet smile, which softened the aunt's heart.

"Oh my, it would be great if I could give birth to such a cute little girl! Any of the debt collectors at home can have her!" The auntie next to her had a face full of envy. There was nothing she could do. This auntie was like the old village chief's family. She had 6 wives from eldest to youngest, but she couldn't give birth to a little girl. So every time she saw a cute girl in the village, she was so envious.

"Who wants them? Those in your family are all gluttons. They eat three big bowls of rice in one meal. We can't afford to feed them!" The old girlfriends kept chattering, complaining or making jokes. The scene got out of control and became noisy.

After they finished preparing the pig-killing meal, they returned to the educated youth site together, because Wu Aiqing suggested going back to get some sweet potato vermicelli or something for processing.

"It's just right. We have the staple food." Fu Biao also wanted to add some spicy food made by Wu Aiqing. He loved spicy food when the weather was cold.

Everyone else had no objection and said they could contribute this or that, so in the end we had another dinner together.

The small clay oven for cooking ginger fish was served again, the butcher's dish was poured into the iron pot and was bubbling, with the dishes and staple foods that everyone wanted to eat placed around it, waiting to be added in and cooked when everyone had almost finished eating.

"That auntie is not bragging, her cooking skills are really good!" Xue Li took a bite of the pig lung. It was soft and chewy, and the tissue inside was soaked up by the soup. It tasted sour and salty, appetizing, and very delicious!

The others ate from their own bowls and hummed and mumbled in agreement.

The meal lasted an hour before it was over. Several people touched their stomachs and said, "Oh my god, this is a magical day. I wouldn't trade it for gold!" Xiong Lijin enjoyed the meal so much that he half-lay on the kang with a satisfied look on his face, seemingly still savoring the delicious food he had swallowed.

"There's still half of the pork offal soup left. I'll make some noodles for you to eat in the evening." Wu Aiqing thought for a moment, "Add some potatoes and stew until it's sticky and the soup is thick. It must be delicious."

"Help! I just finished my meal and I'm already thinking about dinner tonight." Fu Biao waved his hand, "But I heard that the village only has two meals a day in winter. Should we follow the local customs?"

"If I lie down all day, I can also have two meals a day." Xue Li said. He would sleep until noon, get up to eat a meal, and then eat another meal at seven or eight in the evening!