Dreaming of Lion Rock: Recipe in Hand

After a few days of recuperation, the wheat in the village had been dried and stored in the warehouse. The joy of the harvest was overflowing on the faces of every villager in Lion Village.

After the public grain was paid, the sound of a gong was heard in the village, which was the sound of notifying all members of the production team to gather at the village entrance.

The villagers understood that the wheat was to be divided, so they went home, picked up their belongings and went to the threshing ground.

Chunni and her brother were also very happy. Their family was able to receive about 100 kilograms of wheat, which solved their urgent needs. The whole family went out, and Chunni Xiazhi had to carry the wheat back home. Qiuguo and Donglin were responsible for guarding the wheat to prevent it from being taken away by others by mistake.

The threshing ground was crowded with people, even the elderly who were usually too lazy to go out came to join in the fun.

Captain Yang Longchang stood on the platform, his face full of joy but with an inexplicable emotion.

"Dear fellow villagers, please be quiet!"

Slowly, the threshing ground became quiet.

"There are two things I want to talk about today. The first is the long-awaited grain distribution. You will go to the accountant to get the order and receive wheat according to your work points! This year is a good year, and the wheat harvest is good. I hope God will bless us with good luck in Shizishan and a good rice harvest! So that the children and the elderly in the village can have enough food to eat."

"Good! Well said!" The villagers echoed one after another, and no one would complain at this time.

The villagers were delighted and told their relatives and friends about the wheat they would receive.

"Quiet, quiet!" the village chief spoke again.

"The second thing is that I am too old to be a captain. I hope some young people will volunteer to lead us to better serve the people and build a better socialist new life!"

The villagers of Lion Village were suddenly shocked. The captain was only in his fifties, not young, but not old either.

"Captain, you are still in good health, why do you want to resign?" The village accountant Wang asked hurriedly.

"Yes, yes, we are all willing to follow you!" A former landlord looked excited and a little frightened.

In recent years, the outside world has been in chaos. Those with bad backgrounds have been posted with big-character posters, paraded through the streets, forced to write self-criticisms, and forced to live in cow sheds. Many even committed suicide because they could not bear the humiliation.

He also had a bad background, but he lived a good life in Lion Village because the village had a good atmosphere and because there was a good captain leading the way!

"Captain Yang, don't leave. I obey no one but you!" a villager shouted!

"team leader……"

"I'm not leaving Lion Rock. My family and my roots are here. I'm just not the captain anymore. You can always come to me if you have any problems."

The villagers of Lion Village were more united than ever before and tried to persuade the captain.

However, Captain Yang felt so guilty about Chunni's matter that he decided to step down.

"I have made up my mind about this matter. We will hold a meeting here again at the same time tomorrow. Each family will have one vote to elect a new production team leader! Now, please go to the accountant to line up to get the wheat!" The old team leader still had his authority, and even though the villagers were unwilling, they still dispersed.

Chunni watched the crowd move towards the accounting department, and she was ready to persuade the eunuch. She knew that the eunuch felt guilty for not arriving in time and causing her injury. But there was no need to stop being the captain.

As soon as she got close, the captain interrupted what she was about to say.

"Chun Ni, it's not entirely because of you that I don't want to be the captain." The village chief paused and continued.

"As for me, I have been thinking about this problem for several months. My legs and feet have not been very convenient since the beginning of this year. It hurts when I walk fast. Alas! I cannot deal with many disputes and conflicts in time. I have let down the villagers' trust in me! This is one reason. Second, I am old after all, and my mind is not as active as you young people. The current atmosphere is different from that of previous years, and the policies seem to be relaxed. At this time, young people are needed to take up the responsibility and lead the villagers into a new era." Village Chief Yang said this with great earnestness.

Chunni, who was originally going to persuade others, was persuaded. She knew that the national policy would change drastically in two years, but the captain foresaw the future through these minor changes. She had to praise that the old ones are still the wisest!

Xiazhi and Qiuguo also received some wheat. It was a lot, after all, their mother was still alive when they planted the wheat, so they still got some work points.

Seeing the parents and grandparents of their friends nearby busying around with the wheat, Xiazhi and his sister's good mood instantly dropped, and they just forced themselves to pack the wheat into bags.

At this time, Yang Andang came over with a basket on his shoulder and said to his nephew and niece with a smile: "Xiazhi, don't carry it. This wheat is not light. Be careful not to hurt your shoulders, or you won't grow taller. Grandpa will help you carry it home!"

While talking, Yang Andang put the two bags on the ground into the basket, shook the shoulder pole, and walked towards Chunni's house! Xia Zhi put his mood in order and caught up with him. He still had to tell the old man where to put the wheat.

When Chunni arrived, only Qiuguo was still guarding the remaining wheat.

Looking at the two remaining bags of wheat, Chunni could only think about steamed buns, dumplings and noodles.

There's no way. Living standards are limited and Chunni thinks about food all she thinks about.

After a while, Yang Andang came back. He put the remaining two bags of wheat into the basket and walked home with Chunni and her sister.

Chunni went into the kitchen, poured a bowl of boiled water and handed it to the old man.

"Thank you, uncle. If it weren't for you, Xia Zhi and I would have to carry it many times." Chunni was really grateful.

"No need to thank me, I can't do anything else for you!" He and his younger brother Yang Anguo have been dependent on each other since childhood, and their relationship is much deeper than that of ordinary brothers. His brother died early, leaving behind three poor children, and he could not do much to help. He always felt very guilty.

"Last time I had a fever, it was thanks to Auntie that she came to take care of me, otherwise..."

"Of course I should. Of course I should. If you have any difficulties, you must tell me. I am your father's brother." The old man was not good at speaking, but he was sincere to Chunni and her brother.

He couldn't bear to hear those polite words and was about to leave, thinking that his wheat was still in the threshing ground.

Chunni and her brother sent Yang Andang out.

Chunni made up her mind that when her conditions got better in the future, she would definitely treat her uncle's family well.