Affection for Sidaogou during the Famine

"Okay! We'll wait for you tomorrow! Sister Zhaozhao, please don't lie to us. We'll be here waiting for you to come home."

"Okay, whoever lies is a puppy!"

The old people watching nearby all laughed, "Zhao Zhao, don't spoil them.

Don’t underestimate them because they are small, they only pick on people with good tempers. It’s not easy to go up the mountain in such hot weather, you should pick wild vegetables, don’t delay your business.”

Han Zhaozhao smiled innocently: "It won't delay anything, I will eat the wild fruits myself.

I picked a lot of daylilies today, Grandpa and grandma, whoever wants to eat can grab a handful."

"We don't want them! You have been running in the mountains for a whole day to collect these. If you can't eat them, just dry them and store them. In the winter, let your grandma make you noodles and spicy soup. They are so delicious."

Grandpa Guan also laughed: "You must be tired, go home and wash your face, it's all dusty and sweaty, you don't even know how to hide the good stuff, you're so generous!"

"The spirit of the August 17 meeting: The people of the whole country strive to produce 10.7 million tons of steel!"

Han Zhaozhao was flipping through old newspapers out of boredom. She knew that the Great Steel Production Campaign was about to begin!

Meanwhile, newspapers in other provinces and cities were still vigorously promoting outrageous reports on the Great Leap Forward.

It took only a dozen days for xx teacher from xx university and several students to work day and night to write the 500,000-word "Five Thousand Years of Chinese History".

Han Zhaozhao sneered. Even the online writers of later generations, who typed so hard that sparks flew, could not reach that speed.

How did this teacher from xx university develop his hand speed? Did he do it by lifting weights?

Han Zhaozhao now reads the newspaper as if it were a collection of jokes: The xx state-owned breeding farm in xx county, xx province, raises a fat pig weighing 1,800 kilograms!

There are pictures on it! Note that it is a picture, not a photo! Six people driving a pig, and the people are not even as tall as the pig, which is quite exaggerated and funny!

In addition, various posters appeared one after another: a pumpkin as big as a house! A potato as big as a football! A corn cob taller than a child!

Han Zhaozhao wondered, has the world become a Lilliputian country? How come everything has become huge, but only humans have become tiny?

On Sunday, the five friends got together and went up the mountain early with all their tools.

As soon as they arrived at the field, when they dug out the first pile of potatoes, Niu Xiaomin and his two siblings were overjoyed!

"Oh my goodness! The potatoes we planted are growing so well, much bigger than those sold in the market!

Hehehe, there are so many knots in this pile, a nest of knots must weigh about 7 or 8 kilograms, right?"

Niu Xiaoyun held a potato lovingly in her hands and carefully scraped off the dirt on it. "Zhao Zhao, look, this potato is so round and beautiful!"

Xiao Sanzi was pulling potato vines in front with his butt sticking out. He turned around and laughed at her: "Not going to school means you are uneducated! Niu Xiaoyun, don't you know any other words?

Can you describe potatoes as good looking? You should say they smell good and taste good!

Slurp! Zhao Zhao, who of you brought matches? Shall we roast potatoes for lunch? "

This foodie! He can’t stop talking about food.

But it seems that he is not the only one who thinks so, others also think so.

Han Zhaozhao: "I brought it! I just happened to dry some weeds the day before yesterday, and now they are burnt dry.

The corn we planted is now ready to eat. We can pick a few ears of tender corn and roast them. That’s all we’ll have for lunch.”

When they heard that they could have their own barbecue at noon, the friends became more motivated.

Niu Xiaomin swung the hoe high, and every time he dropped it to the ground and then lifted it up again, it would stir up a large piece of soil.

The plump, white, round potatoes were dug out and looked dazzling and exciting on the moist soil.

"Look, this big potato is really exciting!"

"Look, this one is even bigger, more than ten pounds!"

Niu Xiaoyun was so happy that she didn't know what to do. Every pile of potatoes brought her a surprise.

"Zhao Zhao, bring another cloth bag, this one can't hold it anymore!"

Not long after, Niu Xiaoyun called out again: "Zhao Zhao, bring me the basket, it's full again!"

"Take it yourself, Niu Xiaoyun, doing a little work is not enough for you to make a fuss!

Didn't you see that Zhao Zhao was also busy? You two each had a ridge, but Zhao Zhao worked just as hard as you did, and he also helped you with logistics."

"Zhao Zhao, stop working. It's getting late. Go pick a few ears of corn. When we finish digging these two ridges, we'll start building the stove and cooking potatoes and corn."

Niu Xiaomin defined Xiao Sanzi in one sentence: "What time is it? I think you are just greedy!"

Xiao Sanzi smiled smugly, "As if you guys aren't greedy! Let's have lunch early today. I was in a hurry to go out this morning, so I only had a bowl of porridge. Now my stomach is growling with hunger."

For the whole morning, the valley was filled with the happy noises of Niu Xiaoyun and Xiao Sanzi.

At noon, the five children dug a pit under a big tree and piled stones around the pit. The third child couldn't wait, so he took the matches from Han Zhaozhao, put a handful of firewood at the bottom of the pit and lit the fire.

Niu Xiaomin used a sickle to cut a few yellow broom branches as thick as fingers, trimmed off the branches, and inserted them into the tails of the tender corns, giving each person a corn.

"Whoever wants to eat it can roast it. Eat what you roast yourself! Be careful. Eat it the way it's roasted. Don't waste food!"

Han Zhaozhao picked the potato with a small head and evenly proportioned shape and buried it in the ashes in the fire pit. Xiao Sanzi skillfully covered it with a handful of hay and let it burn slowly.

The five children each held one end, and gathered around the earthen stove, facing each other, stretching their arms to roast the tender corn in their hands.

"Zhao Zhao, why don't you peel the husk? It will take longer to cook!" Xiao Sanzi stretched out his left hand and wanted to help her peel the corn husk.

Han Zhaozhao suddenly turned sideways to avoid his hand. "You can't peel the skin. I left it on purpose. It won't get burnt easily when you bake it through the skin. It will also taste better when it's baked!"

Xiao Sanzi paused for a moment, "Yes, that makes sense!" He glanced at her and complained, "Why didn't you say so earlier? I've already peeled off the skin!

Tell me, did you do this on purpose to make fun of us? "

Everyone looked at the corn in their hands and complained: "That's right, Zhaozhao, why didn't you remind us?"

Han Zhaozhao sniffed at the strong burnt aroma of roasted corn.

"I just forgot, who told you to be so quick? I just picked the potatoes and buried them, and in the time it took me to turn around, you had already peeled the corn.

But corn husks are also delicious when grilled. Be patient and don’t burn it. It should taste better if it is grilled until it is golden and crispy!

If that doesn't work, go pick some corn from the field! We have a big field, so you can eat as much as you want.

Eat as much as you can today! I also brought some potatoes. I brought some salt and chili powder. When the potatoes are cooked, anyone who wants to eat can dip them in the sauce themselves. "

Han Zhaozhao pointed to her schoolbag. That was her treasure bag. It was filled with all kinds of things. Whatever she needed would appear!

Niu Xiaomin and his sister shook their heads in unison: "Each of us can just eat one ear to satisfy our cravings, why would we go and pick more?

This big corn, when ripe and dried, can produce about half a pound of corn kernels per cob, enough for a person to eat for half a day.

"That's right, let's not pick them anymore. We grew them ourselves. In our hometown, no one would be willing to eat green corn, no matter how greedy they are."

Han Zhaozhao didn't dare to say anything more. She originally wanted to break off a few more tender corns so that everyone could have a good meal at once.

It seemed that she was the only one who didn't know better and didn't take the food seriously. The unruly little third son was also shaking his hands like a windmill, indicating that this one was enough for him.