Traveling through 70's wine

Erniu's sister Daya was cutting grass for pigs nearby. When she heard Erniu fall into the river, she rushed over and just saw Wen Qing fishing Erniu out.

Erniu also woke up. The feeling of being unable to struggle in the river just now made him very scared, and he started crying "wow". Daya rushed to pick up Erniu and patted his back gently.

Seeing that nothing was wrong, Wen Qing said to Daya, "Daya, take your brother home and tell the adults to change his clothes so he doesn't catch a cold." She found her backpack and went back home.

She boiled water and prepared the pheasants and tits, but without a refrigerator, they were difficult to preserve.

Fortunately, the pheasant and titmouse are not big, and their total weight is less than three pounds, which is only enough for one meal.

She made soup with a pheasant and braised a pheasant and two tits. There wasn't much meat, just for the taste.

After 5pm, Wu Qing came back from work.

She asked, "Xiaoqing, I heard that you saved a child?"

Wen Qing answered casually: "I saw it when I was going down the mountain, and I pulled it up.

I caught two pheasants and two tits while digging wild vegetables. We had chicken soup and chicken in the evening. "

Wen Qing took a bowl and scooped out a bowl of chicken soup, walked out of the room, and delivered it to the captain's house.

He walked to the captain's yard and called out, "Is Aunt Zhu home?"

"Who is it?" a girl asked.

A woman in her 40s opened the gate and said, "It's Wen Zhiqing. Come in."

This is Zhu Hongmei, the wife of Captain Lin Changsheng.

"Aunt Zhu, thank you Captain Lin for sending me to the commune clinic. This is the chicken soup I made to add to your family's dishes."

"How can this be so embarrassing? Come in and sit down." Zhu Hongmei took the bowl while saying some words of refusal.

"No, Wu Qing is still waiting for me to eat." Wen Qing waited for Zhu Hongmei to take out the empty bowl, "Goodbye, Aunt Zhu."

Zhu Hongmei turned and went into the house. Lin Changsheng was also in the house. He said, "It's Wen Zhiqing. She was hit on the head by a stone when she was cleaning the river bank the day before yesterday. I asked someone to send her to the commune clinic. She was discharged today? She even sent me a gift. She is very polite."

Zhu Hongmei took the chicken soup into the kitchen and heated it up, then brought it out and put it on the table. She stirred it with a spoon and found five or six pieces of chicken in it. She couldn't help but feel happy because they had eaten chicken once before during the Chinese New Year.

"I heard that Erniu from Lin Dong's family fell into the river in the afternoon and was rescued by Wen Zhiqing." Lin Changsheng said.

Xiangyang Village was originally named Linjiatang. Most of the villagers were surnamed Lin. It is said that they moved here in the Ming Dynasty. Those with the surnames Zheng, Chen, and Ye in the village all moved here later.

Although they both have the surname Lin, Lin Changsheng and Lin Dong are within the fifth degree of kinship and cannot be considered relatives.

"I heard that the educated youth were very enthusiastic and worked hard," Zhu Hongmei said. "They were not as arrogant as other city dwellers."

When Wen Qing returned to the educated youth camp, Wu Qing had already steamed the rice and was using branches to make a fire. Wen Qing hurriedly said, "I'll make the fire, you take a break."

Wu Qing said happily: "Xiao Qing, you shot a pheasant, and today we can improve our life. I haven't eaten meat for a long time."

Then he continued, "No need to add more firewood, it will be ready soon, go and serve the dishes."

After a while, Wu Qing said, "The meal is ready, let's eat!"

The rooms at the educated youth site were close to each other, and a strong aroma spread out, attracting several male educated youth to look over here.

"What delicious food do Wu Qing and the others have?" a thin male educated youth asked while sniffing.

"Levi, you are envious." Another male educated youth with acne on his face joked.

"Luo Yixing, you seem to be drooling." Levi fought back.

Only the door of the west room was closed.

Wu Qing pulled Wen Qing into the room and whispered, "We all live too close to each other. Everyone knows what we do at home. We have to keep a low profile in the future."

Wen Qing smiled: "Yes, let's eat behind closed doors from now on."

The two of them took bowls, filled them with rice, picked up a tit in each hand, and ate until their mouths were full of oil.

After finishing a titmouse in a few bites, Wen Qing picked up a piece of chicken and exclaimed, "Delicious!"

The two of them devoured the braised chicken like crazy, and they finished it in no time. They then mixed the soup with their rice and drank the chicken soup.

The two men got up, cleaned up the mess, and sat on the stools to rest. Wu Qing said with a lingering feeling: "It would be nice if we could eat meat every day."

Wen Qing said, "That day will come." More than ten or twenty years later, society has become extremely materially abundant, and eating meat every day has become the norm.

Wu Qing went to lie down on the bed to rest, and Wen Qing also went up to the attic.

She lay on the bed, sinking her mind into the space, looking at the sparkling lake, the lush grass on the lawn, and the bamboo forest like jasper. She always felt that the space should be utilized well.

There was lush grass and water around the lake, so she decided to reclaim the land around the lake and grow crops and vegetables.

You have the strength, you can't go hungry every day.

She stood up, took the hoe, slipped into the space, and began to weed and clear the land. She was used to doing these farm chores, but the weeds were deep-rooted and had to be removed before planting crops.

Fortunately, the soil in the space was soft and fertile, very suitable for planting, and the land was not difficult to dig. She piled the cleared grass and stones in a corner, and burned them after drying to make fertilizer.

Wen Qing spent a lot of effort and finally cleared out an acre of land.

She scooped up some water from the lake and washed her hands and face. She went to the hut in the bamboo forest, entered the bathroom, opened the bamboo leaves, and clear water flowed out.

She once looked for a source of water and discovered that it was brought down from the mountain in sections using bamboo pipes. She cut a piece of bamboo, cut it into a bamboo cup, collected the water in it, and took a sip. It was extremely sweet.

After drinking the cool spring water, I felt all my fatigue disappear.

She lay in the bathtub, the water was not cold, and took a good bath. Then she left the space and lay down on her bed.

She didn't know how long she had been in the space, but after clearing an acre of land and taking a shower, it must have taken her four or five hours. At this time, Wu Qing said downstairs: "Xiao Qing, I'm going out for a walk. Do you want to go?"

It was around 6 o'clock when they finished their meal. Wen Qing replied, "Okay, wait for me for a while."

The two of them walked out of the educated youth site. Now the setting sun was falling on the western ridge, dyeing the sky orange and red.

At about 7 o'clock, the two walked on the edge of the field. There was soft green grass under their feet and the fragrance of grass and rice in the air.

The sky was gradually getting dark, but there were few houses in the village with lights on. At that time, Xiangyang Village had no electricity, and the villagers lit oil lamps, that is, they used vegetable oil or kerosene. There was not enough vegetable oil for daily consumption, and kerosene was difficult to buy, so most people did not light any lights at night if they could avoid it.

The two walked around and went back to their room to rest.

Wen Qing calculated in her mind that she had been in the space for about four hours and outside for only one hour. The ratio of time inside and outside was 4 or 5 to 1. It seemed that she could stay in the space for a while longer.

Wen Qing lay on the bed for a while and suddenly thought of the jade piece.

She took out the jade piece and looked at it. There were dots and lines on the jade piece, which looked like the meridians and acupuncture points of the human body. She closed her eyes and gently traced along the lines with her fingers to feel the trend of the lines.

Suddenly I felt a warm current flowing through my body along the meridians.

She did not move and continued to draw the lines on the jade piece. The heat from her body slowly flowed from her fingers to the back of her head, to the top of her head, and from the top of her head to her chest and lungs, dantian, and then to her ribs to her arms and fingers, completing a circulation.