The fish was not taken away by Yang Dongxu, and there was no smaller one, which made Yang Dongxu extremely crazy and his buttocks were about to bloom, and he didn't eat a single fish and felt a big loss. The male laborers stayed for the meeting, and the rest of the labor should do what they wanted.

After hurriedly eating lunch, Yang Dongxu suddenly became happy, Da Liang and a few other little children who had been beaten in the morning came over, and the children of the four houses in the whole village were also as happy as a holiday.

Knock knock knock...... The sound of crashing could be heard in the trenches of the four houses in the village.

It's good that there is still water flowing slowly under the ice in the big river, but the water in the ditch of the house does not flow at all, and the frozen gaba solid ice is smashed open, and there is no need to get off the net at all, and the fish that have been held under the ice for almost a week jump straight out.

Pick up more than two catties and throw them into the basket, two catties or less first put them in a water tank prepared with water in advance, and then throw them back after the big fish are picked up.

I don't know how many years the fish in the ditch of the house have not been cleaned, plus the water has not dried up all year round, and the families of four houses with more than 100 households have at least 20 catties of fish.

Yang Dongxu's family has the heaviest fish, because in addition to the fish in the house trench, the big black fish that was detained by the grandfather in the morning came to their basket.

Although there are a few neighbors next to him who are very envious, but now there is no shortage of fish in every family, and it is nothing to look at it twice, how did this fish come to be at noon at the meeting on the threshing floor, and the village chief has already said that they have nothing to look hot about.

Besides, if it weren't for Yang Dongxu and a few little kids, it would be impossible to break the ice to fish at this time in the house trench where there is no fishing during the New Year.

"Take your sister to the side to play, the smell of fish, and I'll beat you up if you get water." Yang Dongxu's mother, who was holding the pot and salting the fish pieces, watched Yang Dongxu take his sister to pick the fish bubbles cleaned up by Yang Dongxu's father and stepped on it and roared.

"Go aside, or you won't be allowed to eat at night." At this time, Yang's father, who was concentrating on cleaning up the fish, found out what his son was doing with a small stick to pick out those fish bubbles, and wanted to reach out to Yang Dongxu to slap his buttocks, but found that his hands were full of fish scales and water, so he threatened.

Yang Dongxu wanted to remind his parents that the nutritional value of fish bubbles was very high, and they could stay and eat them, but he didn't know how to speak, because rural people don't eat fish bubbles these days. Now I can't play, so I can only lead my sister away.

"Shadow Dad, do you say that Xuzi is a little wrong?" It was too extravagant to fry the fish on it, and Yang Ma, who fried it a little with small oil and then steamed it in the pot, looked at Yang Dongxu, who was playing with his sister, and frowned.

The mother was obviously attentive and felt that her son seemed to be a little different from before. Shadow Dad naturally called Yang Dongxu's father, and rural parents sometimes called each other by the first child's name.

Yang Dongxu's sister is called Hongying, so his mother calls Yang Dongxu's father Shadow Dad, and his father calls Yang Dongxu's mother Shadow Mom, which is a nickname between husband and wife that others will not shout. If outsiders call Yang Dongxu's parents, for example, they will call Hongying her father and Hongying her mother, and bring their names instead of just one word.

"It's nothing, maybe I'm sick, my body is a little weak, and I'll be fine after a while. Dad Yang turned his head and glanced at Yang Dongxu, who was playing at the door of the hall, and said.

"Probably. Mother Yang glanced at her son and was still a little unsure, but for a while she couldn't say that her son was wrong, and then changed the topic: "Can the land division you said two days ago be successful?"

The so-called land division is the rural land contract policy, and at present, all the land in the rural areas belongs to the collective, and there is no contract to the household. At the beginning, the land contract policy was not allowed by the above, but was divided by the farmers themselves, among which Xiaogang Village in FY County was the forerunner.

Yangjia Village, like Xiaogang Village, also belongs to Anhui Province, but it is not a county, Yangjia Village belongs to Chengwang County, which is one of the Beijing-Kowloon Railway Hubs in Chengwang City in the future. It is located on the Great Plain of North China north of the Huai River, not very far from FY County.

Although communication was not developed in recent years, because the distance was not very far, and it was a matter of great influence and even great loss, the matter of Xiaogang Village's private division of land had already been passed down a few years ago. This is also the reason why Yang Dongxu's father always has to go to the production team for a meeting these days.

"It's not good, the production team didn't say a charter two days ago, and on the way back, I quietly asked the big dad (the name of the uncle) He also said it was not good, I only knew that the people in the village were not arrested. ”

"If you don't get caught, you can do it. "Mother Yang is in the spirit.

It is not ten years ago that everyone is enthusiastic about achieving the goal of communism, and with the stability of society, people's lives have improved a lot compared to before, and the ideas have gradually increased.

For example, in the past, collective labor was very active, but now they are basically grinding foreign workers, especially after grinding foreign workers, there are still a lot of work, which makes the efficiency of collective production more and more inefficient, and many farmers have different ideas.

"If you don't say it's good, it's just that the land is divided privately, isn't this going to be the landlord, and you're going to be criticized. Dad Yang was obviously also unsure and kept shaking his head.

Yang Dongxu, who had been coaxing his sister to play at the door of the hall, ran over at this time: "Dad, I want to go to Grandpa Zhou's place to read." ”

"Read! What kind of book? I don't know a word, I don't know a word, I look at a fart. Father Yang glared at his son in a daze.

"Play with your little sister for a while, and there will be fish to eat for a while. Mother Yang coaxed.

Yang Dongxu, who still wanted to say something, saw his father's eyes, and ran back to the door of the hall to play with his sister again, and if he said more, he would be beaten.

The Grandpa Zhou in Yang Dongxu's mouth is not from Yangjia Village, but was brought to Yangjia Village for labor reform by the reactionaries who were criticized above. He lived in a house next to the barn in the threshing floor where he put his farm tools.

It is said that he was a great intellectual, who used to teach universities in Yanjing, and when he first came to Yangjia Village, he lived in a shack, and then he fell seriously ill and almost died.

At that time, although the rural people were poor, they were very simple, and even in the face of strangers, they would not abuse others, not to mention that the rural people respected intellectuals.

So although because of the general environment, the villagers don't have any dealings with Mr. Zhou, but from time to time they will also help each other, in the words of Yang Dongxu's grandfather: "If he starved to death in our village, people from ten miles and eight towns would poke the backbone of our Yangjia Village." ”

Gradually, after the most chaotic years had passed, the crooked winds outside were always slow to blow into the countryside. A few years later, everyone became familiar with it, and Grandpa Yang Dongxu made the decision to give Mr. Zhou the adobe house where the threshing floor was stocked.

Yang Dongxu's grandfather Yang Lan is really a person with ideas, and he also knows a little about medicine, but he is a second knife. Two years ago, when I had a sore on my calf and stomach and treated it myself, I touched a nerve, although my leg was fine, but I was a little lame when I walked, and I haven't used my medical skills since.

Yang Dongxu's great-grandfather has two daughters and only one son, so Yang Dongxu's family is a bit thin in Yangjia Village. After Yang Dongxu was born, in order to make his eldest grandson a little promising, Yang Dongxu's grandfather gritted his teeth and found Mr. Zhou, the only big intellectual in the village, and named Yang Dongxu.

Yang Dongxu's nickname is not called Xuzi, but Yang Xu, which means the rising sun. Higashi is his generation, and Asahi is his name. The full name should be Yang Xu, and if you add the seniority, it will become Yang Dongxu.

At this time, Yang Dongxu mentioned that Mr. Zhou naturally did not really want to read books, but wanted to find a way for future development.

If he remembers correctly, when he was in the third grade of primary school, Mr. Zhou was returned to Yanjing by Pingping. At that time, the transportation and communication were really backward, so Mr. Zhou never returned to Yangjia Village after leaving.

At that time, Yang Dongxu didn't pay attention to Mr. Zhou's affairs, and all his energy was focused on playing with his school friends. It's just that occasionally I hear that Mr. Zhou has sent something to my grandfather, but I haven't heard much after my grandfather died.

But one thing is very clear, that is, Mr. Zhou will definitely be rehabilitated and returned to Yanjing in a few years. Not to mention being developed, or being a big official. Even if he goes back to college to be a teacher, it is a big help for Yang Dongxu.

Since you know this news in advance, you naturally have to start contacting Lala people at this time, and you can't wait to see that people are developed and then you can get together, isn't it?

However, with the idea of wanting to read a book just now, the idea of sending a fish over to have a relationship with Mr. Zhou first obviously didn't work. If you say two more words, it is estimated that the ass will bloom, and you must think of other ways.

As a person who has come over, although Yang Dongxu strongly believes that the big black fish braised is the best choice, those silver carp chopped pepper fish heads are their home.

It's a pity that as a little kid, he can't give his opinion now, and with his mother's cooking skills, he can't seem to make these delicacies, so he can only rely on his own efforts.

The fish in Yang Dongxu's memory was fried a lot during the Chinese New Year, and it was usually fried. For example, now the fish pieces are wrapped in a layer of flour, and the surface is almost dipped in oil and not cooked very well, so it is put into the noodle pot and boiled.

It is indeed better to fry the fish in flour, or to fry it. But now Yang Dongxu's parents do this and have nothing to do with making the food more palatable.

The reason for the flour coating is that I want the fish pieces to be bigger, and the flour wrapped in the fish pieces must taste much better than the usual cakes, steamed buns, etc., and there is still the taste of fish in it, which is equivalent to eating more fish. This was a popular practice in the days of scarcity.

Although the cooking techniques and methods are wrong, it is better to have wild fish without a little pollution, so it is regarded as steaming. So Yang Dongxu ate very happily. The small half bowl of noodles and the other small belly space were all filled with fish and meat, and Yang Dongxu finally felt satisfied in the past two days of rebirth.

The next morning, after eating, my sister Hongying continued to go to school, and Yang Dongxu's father was called to the meeting again, but this time it was not the production team but the threshing floor, and it was a meeting of the whole village.

This meeting is obviously related to yesterday's fish split, so Yang Dongxu's father looked a little solemn when he left, and his mother was a little worried and went to the neighbor's house to see if she could inquire about some news.

Yang Dongxu was not worried at all, with a heartless smile on his face, he also ran to the threshing floor in open crotch pants, but he did not go to the granary to watch the meeting, but to the direction of the cowshed on the other end.