Affection for Sidaogou during the Famine

Han Zhaozhao makes her own dried sweet potatoes. They are steamed and dried in the sun three times. The dried sweet potatoes are golden and transparent, crystal clear, and chewy when you take a bite. They are extremely sweet and delicious.

Niu Xiaoyun took it without hesitation and said, "Hehe, I like eating your dried sweet potatoes the most. They can satisfy my hunger and cravings.

It's you who doesn't mind the trouble and makes some every year. I asked my sister to learn to make some from you, but she always scolded me. Alas, she doesn't have the patience!"

It's not that she has no patience. Han Zhaozhao knows that Niu Xiaolian is just worried about the firewood! Steaming three times, with that firewood, she can cook for a whole day.

After returning home, Han Zhaozhao made a bowl of noodle dumpling soup. It looked simple, but the ingredients inside were quite rich. There was a large sea cucumber and a large abalone at the bottom of the bowl, and tomato sauce was added to the bright red soup.

The big steamed bun in his hand looked ugly and black, but the contents were extremely rich: white flour, buckwheat flour, soybean flour, and some sorghum flour.

The steamed bun was broken in the middle, and two thick slices of pork head were sandwiched in it...

She has prepared a lot of cooked food in her space. She can eat it whenever she wants and whatever she wants without any burden. The main purpose of owning a space is to do whatever she wants, freely and conveniently.

After eating and drinking, Han Zhaozhao went to the backyard to feed the chickens and picked up six hot eggs. Then he changed into his old work clothes, locked the door and went to meet Niu Xiaoyun.

Xiao Sanzi has arrived and is hiding in the corner of the gate of Niu Xiaoyun's house with him. No one knows what they are doing.

"It's quite early for you two, do you want to go?"

Niu Xiaoyun: "Let's go, everyone else has left, and we are the only three left."

Han Zhaozhao: "Am I late for going out? I just checked my watch, it shouldn't be too late!"

Xiao Sanzi: “It has nothing to do with you, they just have thorns on the soles of their feet and can’t stand for a while.

There are no classes today, so they want to go to school early and play with their classmates.

Here, peanuts. My dad was drinking, so I secretly grabbed a handful to try my mom’s cooking. They were fried really well.”

A handful of peanuts was shared among three people, with each person getting about ten peanuts.

"Aren't you afraid that your dad will find out and beat you with a whip? But these fried peanuts are so delicious!

By the way, aren’t these the peanuts we planted last year? Do you still have any? The ones I got were traded away by my mom a long time ago, and I haven’t eaten enough yet! "

Niu Xiaoyun felt extremely lost.

Han Zhaozhao smiled and comforted her: "If you want to eat, come to my house after school. I have plenty of food. But they are all raw. You have to go home and cook them yourself."

"I'm not going. I'm not that shameless to ask for help just for my stuttering!

"We'll eat the delicious food at your house if we can, and forget about it if we can't. To be honest, throughout the year, Xiao Sanzi and I have been to your house quite a lot, and most of the delicious food at your house has filled our stomachs!"

Xiao Sanzi nodded repeatedly, "Hehehe, eating your food is the same as eating my own!"

Han Zhaozhao: "We are just friends, naked friends, why do we need to use outsiders?"

As they were talking, they entered the school and the three returned to their respective classes.

The students were as tired as grandchildren in the morning, but in just a short while, they became full of energy again.

The boys were fighting with each other and chasing each other all over the classroom, making so much noise that the roof seemed to fly off.

Finally, the bell for class rang, and the teacher entered the classroom. The students immediately quieted down like mice seeing a cat.

As soon as the teacher waved his hand, everyone lined up, each carrying their tools, and marched quickly to the fields to start their afternoon work.

With the tacit cooperation in the morning, the group did the farm work more smoothly in the afternoon. Before four o'clock, the three acres of land assigned to their group had been planted.

The teacher left three girls to rest and took five boys to help the other four groups.

Their second-grade classmates were not as strong as the children of the same age in later generations. Although they were also very hardworking and sensible, even though a group of students had given them farm tools, they still had a hard time doing farm work.

If I don’t help them, I’m afraid I won’t be able to complete the task today.

Sitting on the ground, Han Zhaozhao looked around with his hands on the awning and found that among the twelve classes in the school, only their group had completed the task.

The senior students dug the hole with their bare hands and still didn’t finish.

Han Zhaozhao discussed with the two girls: "Should we go and help as well?"

Cheng Yujuan said timidly with a bitter face: "I'm afraid I can't go. My thighs are sore now and it's hard for me to walk."

Another girl named Yang Lanxiu, who was dark, thin and small, also shook her head vigorously, "Han Zhaozhao, I really can't do it! I'm not afraid of doing housework, but I'm really not good at farm work.

I tell you, seeing how much land we finished in one day, I can't believe how we did it. I'm so tired, let me rest for a while, I feel like my arms and legs are not my own now!"

Seeing that they were both less than 1.2 meters tall and as thin as chicks, Han Zhaozhao was speechless.

Forget it. She has the heart but not the energy. Promoting style has nothing to do with these little girls. She won't try to show off her style. She will just lie on the ground like the other two and let it go.

Close your eyes, listen to the sound of grasshoppers flapping their wings and flying in the grass, and feel the warmth of the spring sunshine on your body.

A breeze blew by, bringing with it the smell of soil and water from the fields. I suddenly discovered that it smelled quite good.

In my ears, I could hear the students working noisily. Some were arguing with each other, some were cheering each other on, some were complaining, and there were also loud scoldings from the teachers...

Han Zhaozhao smiled knowingly. Who says teachers have the most stable temper? When they meet a talkative and naughty boy, they still can't hold back their anger!

After lying there for a while, she couldn't lie still any longer. She walked around the edge of the field and when she saw an empty corner, she squatted down, dug a small hole and buried two pumpkin seeds.

This is a disease. Real farmers cannot bear to see any idle land and always want to plant something on it.

After planting more than a dozen seeds, Han Zhaozhao strolled back to the field. When she got there, she smiled. Hehe, Cheng Yujuan and the other person were snoring and had actually fallen asleep!

"Wake up, school is over!"

Han Zhaozhao pushed them both, and they rolled over and sat up, rubbing their eyes in confusion.

"School is over? Really? Hey, why did I fall asleep? Where are my classmates?"

"Beep, beep, beep!" The teacher blew the whistle to gather the students, and they lined up in a mess.

The teacher praised all the students in the class, of course, especially one group.

The problems that arose during labor and their solutions were raised, and then the school was dismissed.

The next morning, their class had a half-day class, and in the afternoon the whole class gathered to help other groups finish up.

By the time school was over, we had finally completed this year's planting task.

After school, Han Zhaozhao stayed behind to ask for leave and hand in her homework. The teacher had already known about her situation in advance.

Next, the teacher allowed Han Zhaozhao to continue studying at home as usual, but put forward a new requirement: she must attend the class labor class once a week.

This is a new instruction issued by the Beijing Education Bureau this year. In addition to academic performance, there are also credit requirements for moral, intellectual, physical, aesthetic and labor skills.

Although Han Zhaozhao didn't want to win the honor of being a three-good student, you are the top student in your grade in the school, but your academic record is blank except for your academic scores, right?