Daily life of female supporting actresses in the 1970s

Although Jiang Yanqiu felt that it was wrong for Zeng Hua to blame all the mistakes on a woman, he should not blame his mother for doing those things.

But I can also understand his anger, as his father had a chance to escape.

As a result, it was because of his misconduct that Li Conghui had the opportunity to go to their house and get evidence. It was normal for him to vent his inner guilt to Li Conghui.

In the evening, several people had dinner at Jiang Yanqiu's house. Chu Tingnan was unusually quiet today. After dinner, they froze the mutton rolls before leaving.

Jiang Yanqiu couldn't sleep at night, not because of the Li family's affairs, but because of Lin Shaoyang.

Lin Shaoyang's physical condition is indeed worrying. He looks like he hasn't been exposed to the sun for a long time and hasn't slept well.

Jiang Yanqiu thought that all the agricultural machinery and equipment in the Shanshui Brigade were probably the work of Lin Shaoyang, and the two big bosses in the quarry he mentioned might just be a sting.

So, could it be that Lin Shaoyang didn't get enough rest because he was organizing similar information?

After much deliberation, Jiang Yanqiu decided to check on Lin Shaoyang's condition through the space.

She didn't go there until twelve o'clock. The light in Lin Shaoyang's room was still on. Although the curtains were drawn, she could still see him writing and drawing at his desk.

After coming back, Jiang Yanqiu didn't sleep well. She felt like she was always in a half-asleep state. In the middle of the night, she couldn't help but go over to see that Lin Shaoyang was still busy. She didn't know what he was writing.

The next day, Lin Shaoyang brought over seven cloth bags filled with rice.

Jiang Yanqiu was confused and asked, "What's going on? Why are you taking so much rice?"

Lin Shaoyang said softly, "Cook each bag separately. Three bags of rice from the Shanshui Brigade are from the seeds Qiao Lei gave us in the first year. One bag is from the seeds Qiao Lei donated to the brigade this year. The other three bags are from another variety grown by the Shanshui Brigade in the past three years. Let's taste them and see if there's any difference. We were planning to have them tested at a research institute, but now it's a mess. Don't waste them."

Jiang Yanqiu asked without thinking: "Do you think there is something wrong with the variety Qiao Lei gave you?"

Lin Shaoyang said bluntly, "It's not a feeling, it's a certainty. The team leader also said that the yield is getting lower and lower. Last year, there was no yield due to the flood, but this year's yield is less than 60% of the year before. Another variety is even higher than the year before. I think the rice seeds she provided are only suitable for planting once."

Jiang Yanqiu didn't ask any more questions and said directly: "I'll go borrow a few more stoves and buy a few small clay pots to cook together."

Lin Shaoyang said a little embarrassedly: "Thank you for your hard work. I troubled you because I saw that you have a steady hand. Others are worried about whether there is too much water or too little heat, etc. I will send it for testing after the Agricultural Science Institute stabilizes it.

We'll eat it first. If there's any problem, we'll tell the team leader and the others not to plant it anymore. The yield of this variety of rice wasn't much higher than the other in the first year."

Jiang Yanqiu nodded and said, "Okay, I see you don't seem to have had enough rest, you should go back and rest first, I'll be here for you."

Lin Shaoyang really didn't sleep all night, so he went back to rest without hesitation.

Jiang Yanqiu bought a clay pot as big as a bowl and borrowed a honeycomb coal stove to cook the rice. She cooked seven clay pots together.

For food, they just cooked a mutton hotpot. Chu Tingnan was not in a good mood today, but he still came early to help.

Jiang Yanqiu couldn't help but ask, "You often go to Lin Shaoyang's room. Have you ever noticed what books he has in his room?"

Chu Tingnan said without thinking: "Most of them are books about agricultural machinery, machinery, and computers."

Afraid Jiang Yanqiu didn't understand, he explained, "It's not the kind of computer you use for arithmetic. It's the high-tech computer you see in newspapers."

Jiang Yanqiu asked again: "Is there nothing else?"

Chu Tingnan scratched his head, thought for a moment, and then said, "There are still many handwritten manuscripts. He didn't let me see them and even packed them away in boxes. One time, he put them on his desk and before I could put them away, I saw that they were full of formulas and a lot of English. I only saw the words 'Internet' and 'Email', but he covered them up. What happened?"

Jiang Yanqiu just said calmly: "Nothing, I just felt that he seemed to have not seen the light for a long time and had not had a good rest, so I asked casually."

Chu Tingnan agreed, "I think so too. He's too thin. It feels like he's lost 20 to 30 pounds since I first met him. I don't know what he's busy with all day."

Jiang Yanqiu didn't respond. This time she finally understood that Lin Shaoyang must be organizing the knowledge from his previous life.

Otherwise, with Lin Shaoyang's personality, he would not neglect his body. He also has no desire for profit, so there is no need to torture himself like this.

At lunch, Liu Yuanda and his family of three, along with Tian Mi and Nan Wanwu, had lunch together. Qi Bing was away with Zeng Hua, so he didn't come.

Lin Shaoyang just wanted everyone to try which type of rice tasted better.

The taste and texture of the local variety are not much different, but the taste of old rice is not as good as that of new rice.

The rice provided by Qiao Lei, which was grown in the first year, was old rice, but it tasted the best.

Even the rice grown from the seeds provided this year is not as delicious as the first year, let alone the rice grown after three seasons. It seems to have no taste at all, but it still tastes much better than brown rice.

So, the seeds provided by Qiao Lei will not only change in taste when planted outside, but will also change when planted in her space, it's just not that obvious.

After everyone had their rice, they started eating hot pot. There was no grilled lamb kebabs today.

Because of Zeng Hua's matter, Chu Tingnan, the happy guy, became quiet today and just ate in silence.

Even though he usually dislikes her in various ways, we are friends since childhood after all. Who would feel good if something happened?

After dinner, Chu Tingnan packed two meals and went to Zeng Hua's house.

Lin Shaoyang prepared a sheep, and it was not easy to call anyone else for this matter.

Jiang Yanqiu only cooked half of it, and there was still a lot left. Jiang Yanqiu asked Lin Shaoyang to take the remaining half back.

Lin Shaoyang said that he would freeze it and put it in Chu Tingnan's well, so that they could enjoy it at the next gathering.

For the leftover cooked food, Jiang Yanqiu packed the mutton and mutton soup in lunch boxes and gave ten full boxes to Lin Shaoyang.

He kindly advised, "It's cold now, so take it home and freeze it if it won't spoil. Remember to heat it up before eating. Don't ruin your health, as your health is the capital of the revolution."

Lin Shaoyang didn't act pretentiously and took it and said, "Thank you, it will be fine after a while."

He is actually not used to other people's care and is used to being alone.

His family members didn't pay much attention to him, but outsiders who he didn't interact with very often could all see that something was wrong with him.

Jiang Yanqiu said: "You must take good care of yourself, otherwise everything else is just empty talk."