Traveling through 70's wine

Wen Qing stood up from the stone, walked up to the shore from under the waterfall step by step, and used her internal energy to dry her clothes and hair, which were dry in an instant.

Now that she was much stronger, she practiced Baguazhang again. Her movements were agile and her palms made loud sounds, leaving footprints about an inch deep on the ground.

Wen Qing felt that this place was truly a blessed land, and the effect of practicing here would be very good.

Today's harvest was enough, so he took out 20 kilograms of pine nuts and 30 kilograms of acorns and put them in the backpack, spread some pine cones on top, and carried the basket down the mountain.

She walked very fast and returned to the educated youth point in half an hour.

I spread the pine nuts and acorns on a bamboo dustpan to dry, and then started cooking. Now there are chickens, rabbits, and fish in the space, and there is enough food. Most of the private land in the backyard is used to plant tea trees, but I also planted some vegetables.

So it is very convenient to cook. You can close the door, eat, clean up and then enter the space.

The crops in the space fields have matured. Water was added to the paddy fields two days ago and they are ready for harvest. This time, she plans to use her mental power to harvest the crops.

She sat cross-legged by the field, gathered her mental power to wrap a sickle, and started cutting the rice stalks in the field. She saw rows of rice stalks fall down neatly. Before the stalks hit the ground, she used her mental power to wrap them. However, when she exerted force on both sides, her mental power dissipated, the sickle was dissipated, and the stalks fell into the field.

It seems that she can only harvest first and then collect. She concentrated her efforts on using the long sickle to cut down more than 50 acres of rice. She was already tired. She rested for a while, then concentrated her efforts on collecting the rice stalks that fell in the paddy field and sent them to the drying dam to dry.

Feeling that harvesting 50 acres of rice was her limit, Wen Qing was not discouraged. She turned around and went to the parking lot, pushed the harvester to the edge of the field, and drove the harvester to the field to harvest the remaining 50 acres of rice, and transported it to the drying dam to dry.

One night outside the space is equivalent to one and a half days inside the space. She spent one day to harvest 1 acres of rice. Her mental power was exhausted and she felt a dull headache. It seemed that using mental power to harvest rice was not appropriate and was not of much help.

She returned to the study in the bamboo building and sat cross-legged to practice. She found a new circuit had appeared on the jade piece. She learned to circulate the energy along the new meridian. Two hours later, she felt relaxed all over and her inner strength was replenished.

It took Wen Qing 4 or 5 days to harvest all the grain in the space, dry it in the sun, and then thresh and store it.

Having too much land was also a problem, so she re-ploughed the land and applied fertilizer, which took another 4 or 5 days, during which time she also grew rice seedlings.

That day, Wen Qing was planting rice in the field in the space when he suddenly heard someone knocking on the door.

She left the space, went downstairs and opened the door, and found that it was Wu Qing who came back.

Wu Qing was startled when he saw Wen Qing's tired expression and dark circles under her eyes. "Xiao Qing, what are you doing? You don't look like you got enough rest."

"I finished reading last night. Sister Qingqing, are you back?"

"Today is Sunday, come over for lunch."

"Okay." He handed Wu Qing a bag of chestnuts. "Take this and eat it."

At noon, the two talked about their review again.

Wu Qing said: "Although schools have resumed classes, there are still not many students coming to school. Everyone thinks that after graduating from high school, they will just go back to their hometowns to farm, so it doesn't make much difference whether they study or not."

Wen Qing said: "Although universities have not resumed enrollment, it is still better to graduate from high school than from junior high school. Even factories recruit workers by choosing high school graduates."

The three of them discussed the review progress again. When they heard that Wen Qing was learning English, Li Wei and Wu Qing both felt that it was unnecessary.

Li Wei said: "We studied Russian in middle school and high school, and we did not associate with capitalism."

Wu Qing said: "We only learned English for one semester in junior high school. Later, our English teacher was sent down to work in a rural area. Since the school had no English teacher, we stopped learning."

Wen Qing didn't say anything. She remembered that when the college entrance examination was resumed, only those majoring in English had to take the English test, but one had to learn English when entering university. However, the environment was now rather alienated, and enemy spies were often arrested, and she didn't want to be injured by mistake.

So I said, "We learned English in junior high school, but I haven't touched it for so long that I almost forgot it." I reminded myself to put English-related books in my space and not read them in front of others.

The brigade's grain distribution at the end of the year was similar to last year, but Wen Qing received a little more than last year, mainly because she could earn 6 work points every day, which was higher than what she earned from cutting grass for pigs.

After returning to the attic, Wen Qing continued to go to the space to finish planting the rice, and then sowed the wheat and corn seeds. She did not finish until the next morning and went out.

During the Spring Festival, Wen Qing received the first letter from her family since she came to the countryside, telling her that her brother was getting married and asking her to send 20 yuan back as a gift for her brother.

Wen Qing remembered that the last time she went home she stayed for four days, but her brother never came home once. In total, she hadn't seen him for more than five years.

She wrote back a letter, describing her hard life in the countryside. At the same time, the village did not give any money at all, so she sent 20 kilograms of cornmeal back as a gift.

About two weeks later, Wen Qing received a reply letter from home. This was the second letter she had received. The letter blamed her for being unfilial and heartless. She had given 2 kilograms of cornmeal to her own brother's wedding, and said that since she did not regard them as family, she should not come home in the future.

Wen Qing felt very uncomfortable after seeing this. If she didn't have the space, according to the original owner's ability, it would not be easy for her to save 20 yuan in two years, not to mention that she spent more than 30 yuan on round-trip fare to go home last year, and she also spent some money on illness the year before, so the original owner really had no money.

Wen Qing didn't feel the warmth of home the last time she went back home. This letter made her decide to stay away from her so-called family.

Wen Qing read the letter and put it into the space.

During the Spring Festival of 77, three people stayed at the educated youth point: Wen Qing, Wu Ying, and Wu Juan.

Wu Juan is already 14 years old. Wu Qing helped her register for the commune middle school. She is now in the first grade, and the school will start in the first grade.

The three of them made bacon together, went to the market to exchange glutinous rice, ground the flour for the glutinous rice balls, and went to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy black sesame seeds and sugar, and came back to make the glutinous rice ball fillings.

On New Year’s Eve, Wen Qing and two other people had dinner together.

Wu Juan looked at the fragrant truffle chicken soup, cauliflower fried with bacon, steamed pork with rice flour, scrambled eggs with chopped green onions, steamed sausages, and braised fish, and said to Wen Qing, "Sister Qingqing, I have never had such a delicious New Year's Eve dinner."

Wen Qing smiled and said, "Silly girl, there is still a long time to come."

The three of them set off firecrackers, announcing the start of the New Year's Eve dinner. Wu Juan took a sip of the truffle chicken soup, and her eyes widened with the delicious taste. "Sister Qingqing, what is this stew? It's delicious."

Wen Qing said: "This is a kind of mushroom that grows at the roots of pine trees. It is called truffle and is a very precious food."

Since it was a precious ingredient, the three of them didn't hesitate and started eating it.

After a while, the sound of firecrackers came from the village, bidding farewell to 1976 and welcoming 1977.

During the Spring Festival holiday, Wen Qing disguised herself as a middle-aged man and went to Nankun City, because a letter of introduction was required to buy train tickets and stay in hotels, but not required for taking a long-distance bus.

她先去绿春县北边的木祥县，卖了5000斤大米、5000斤面粉，500只鸡、500只兔；又去了更北面的三全县，卖了5000玉米、500只兔、500条鱼，600斤干蘑菇，经过华方县卖了500瓶白酒、1000瓶葡萄酒。

Along the way, Wen Qing did not stay in a hotel. Instead, he entered the space from remote places and stayed in the space at night.

Huafang County is not far from Nankun City. During the Spring Festival, there are not many people on the long-distance bus. Wen Qing, wearing an old baseball cap, sits in the aisle seat with his neck hunched as if he is asleep.

When the train was about to enter the station, a burly man took a few pieces of luggage from the luggage rack and walked to the door. Wen Qing opened his eyes, "Brother, you took the wrong luggage." He took a step forward and grabbed the man's hand.

The man glared and said, "Brother, don't talk nonsense. These are obviously my luggage."

Wen Qing wanted to snatch the luggage, but the man held on tightly. Wen Qing tapped his wrist, and the man felt pain on his wrist and couldn't help but let go.