Affection for Sidaogou during the Famine

Collective life has a great impact on her performance.

Once on the mountain, Han Zhaozhao walked as fast as he could, and he headed straight into the deep mountains where there were no people.

I spent a day in the mountains, catching pheasants, digging rabbit holes, picking wild fruits and digging medicinal herbs.

It was almost dark when he carried a bundle of firewood down the mountain and returned to the city.

"Han Zhaozhao, why are you collecting firewood in the mountains alone again? Didn't Director Zhang say that our mission should be cancelled?

Are we just going to do the task of writing slogans and drawing posters?"

Niu Xiaoyun was blocking the gate of the Han family, waiting for her.

"These firewoods will be handed over to the school tomorrow. Here, these are walnuts I found on the mountain. Take them home and give two to each of you. They are delicious!"

Han Zhaozhao took out a dozen walnuts from his left and right trouser pockets and handed them to Niu Xiaoyun.

Phew! Her pockets are empty, and she feels comfortable walking. The walnuts in her pants pockets hurt her thighs.

“I’ll go again tomorrow, and I tell you, I found two walnut trees and a large area of ​​persimmon trees on the mountain.

The walnuts were all cracked and their skins were scattered all over the ground, but no one was picking them up. The persimmons were ripe and bright red.

I didn’t bring a backpack or sack today, otherwise I would have carried everything home.

I won't participate in writing slogans. I'm small and I get all white paint on my head every day, which makes it dirty and ugly.

It’s better to go up the mountain, there are so many good things there! There are also a lot of medicinal herbs this year, but unfortunately all the tools are hidden and there is no way to dig them.”

The two girls opened the door and entered the yard. Han Zhaozhao put down the firewood and went to wash his hands and face.

His hair was messed up by the branches, so he picked up the comb and combed it twice.

Niu Xiaoyun went to the corner to find a brick, sat on the steps and cracked walnuts.

"The walnuts are so fragrant this year! Zhaozhao, are the walnuts you found really peeled?" She ate the walnut kernels, her eyes rolling around.

"Zhao Zhao, I won't go with my brother to write slogans tomorrow. I'll go up the mountain with you to pick walnuts and carry firewood!"

Han Zhaozhao rolled her eyes secretly. Oh, this sticky glue is on her again!

They took their bowls and chopsticks and went to the cafeteria to have dinner together.

Wow! Tonight's meal was even worse, not even porridge was cooked. Just plain cabbage soup, no oil or salt, not to mention oil beads.

There was no staple food provided, and someone half-jokingly joked with the kitchen staff, "It's time to eat, why haven't you served the dry food yet?"

Chef Wang stuck his head out of the serving window and said, "No dry food tonight! After dinner, we will go to sleep. We won't work. Save your energy."

Some people were not happy about it. "It's just a bowl of soup. It's gone in one pee. How can we save money?"

"That's right. The night is long and it's hard to endure without food. Chef Wang, didn't the kitchen steam steamed buns this afternoon?

I saw that there were several baskets. If you don't share it with everyone, will your kitchen staff keep it for themselves?"

"That's right!" Everyone echoed.

Chef Wang's face was not looking good either, "Stop stirring up trouble and making false accusations.

We eat the same food as everyone else in the kitchen. We eat the same food as you do. We cook the same food from the same pot, and no one dares to ask for special treatment.

The leader specially ordered that the steamed bread be made for the workers who worked overtime on the steelmaking line at night.

When it's your turn to work the night shift, the cafeteria will also keep good food for you. If you don't know anything, you will just chatter. If anyone chatters again, you won't be able to eat!"

After saying that, he closed the window with a bang.

Everyone said awkwardly: "So that's how it is, why didn't you tell me earlier!"

Chef Wang banged his wok loudly, venting his anger: "Who are you? You are not my boss, how can I talk to you?"

Everyone listened to the sound of the pot smashing in silence, not daring to say anything more. They could only quickly fill their stomachs with the bland cabbage soup, and then dispersed.

Niu Xiaoyun complained quietly while drinking her soup, "What's wrong with life? Were we still eating as much as we wanted a few days ago? Why are we being cut off from food now?"

Han Zhaozhao sighed, "Be content, you don't have to worry about fireworks, at least you can still have some soup to drink.

It is autumn now. Think about it, the crops in the fields have not been harvested yet, so there will definitely be food shortage.

Maybe they were all busy making steel and the grain hasn’t been distributed yet! After a while, when the grain arrives, the situation will improve.”

After dinner, they went back to their own homes. After washing up and closing the chicken coop, they waited for the old lady to get off work, and then went back to their rooms early to rest.

There is a lot of farm work piling up in the space.

The second crop had already matured, and the corn stalks were dry, so there was no time to cut them.

The ears of rice and millet bent their waists and lowered their heads, bowing 270 degrees, like polite Japanese devils.

Pinch a handful, and you will find the ears of grain are firm and full of grain!

Han Zhaozhao pulled out a harvester from the warehouse, drove into the field and started working.

The motor hums, the speed is steady and brisk, and the sharp blades turn like boiling water poured on snow.

As the push went on, the rice in the field fell down one after another.

After harvesting the rice and millet, it took most of the night to work.

"What a miserable life! This space is so bad. Farming is so tiring!" Han Zhaozhao was full of resentment every time he planted and harvested.

God has given her the space, why can't she upgrade it and also give her one-click planting and harvesting skills?

Must she give her a defective product? To train her, to test her? She has lived two lives, and she thinks she has done a lot of good deeds, isn't that enough?

After taking a quick shower, with his hair still dyed, Han Zhaozhao dove into the bed and fell asleep in seconds!

I slept until dawn, and when I got up I found that the old lady had already gone to work.

She is 51 years old. She works during the day and has to take turns at the earthen blast furnace at night. The old lady doesn't want to say that she is tired during this period. She just climbs onto the kang as soon as she enters the door.

The grandparents and grandchildren lived in the same courtyard, but they often didn't see each other from morning to night, and they were almost like neighbors in a slum.

Han Zhaozhao was struggling to get up from the kang while brushing his teeth when he heard the sound of "bang, bang, bang!" from the door.

"Han Zhaozhao, you little lazy cat, why aren't you getting out of bed? If you don't get up now, you'll miss breakfast!"

Niu Xiaoyun is well rested and has a very loud voice.

"Woo, gurgle, ugh!" Han Zhaozhao rinsed his mouth quickly and spit out the toothpaste foam in his mouth.

"I'm coming, here I come. You're calling for help so early in the morning!" Han Zhaozhao rinsed his toothbrush in the cup, put it back in his room, and hurried to open the door.

"Hurry up and take your bowls and chopsticks to the canteen. My brother and the others have already eaten. They cooked corn paste this morning, and each of them had a steamed cornbread."

Han Zhaozhao was dragged by her listlessly and trotted into the cafeteria dining room.

Tsk, children under ten years old only have half a steamed corn bread each!

If Niu Xiaoyun hadn't come to call her, Han Zhaozhao wouldn't have wanted to come to the cafeteria for breakfast.

I haven’t cooked in the space for a long time. We have noodles, rice, fish and meat. Isn’t anything better than the food in the cafeteria?

What's more, when she got up in the morning, she suddenly remembered that there was a job she hadn't had time to do!

Last night, I was busy harvesting rice, and a sack of walnuts I picked up from the mountain was still kept in the sack without being washed or dried.

Niu Xiaoyun turned the bowl and slurped the corn paste, "This cornmeal is last year's old grain! Zhaozhao, you said that the corn stalks in the suburbs are dry, why haven't the members down there harvested them yet?

I am not afraid of continuous rain, as the seeds sprouted from the soaked ground."

"The members can't do anything about it. Aren't we all busy making steel to meet our deadlines?"

Think about the sky today, it is filled with thick smoke and it is hard to tell whether it is smog or a cloudy day.

Han Zhaozhao was secretly worried, hoping that Niu Xiaoyun's words would come true!