Only Grandma Zhang learned "August Osmanthus Blooms Everywhere", Feng Meiqin can hum, but she can't remember all the lyrics. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Qingling said, "If you don't have dinner, you can come to my master's house, and I will teach you." You go to participate in the song competition, I have a bad voice, so I won't be ugly. ”

The autumn club has a half-day holiday, and I still have to go to work as usual in the afternoon.

After getting off the labor brigade, the cadres have to organize everyone to build a bonfire, whether they are busy or not, they have to go to the barn to help. Therefore, I can spare time after lunch.

Feng Meiqin's eyes lit up, then darkened again, and she wrung her braids and said embarrassedly: "That's a song you can sing, how bad it is for me to sing it again after I learn it." ”

"It's okay, I don't like to sing to people. And just this one, there are many more. Qingling said with a smile.

"I'll come to you after lunch. Feng Meiqin grinned happily and waved goodbye to Qingling.

The second elder of the Zhang family learned that she only needed one piece of meat, and the other part was replaced with bones, and he was speechless:

"Don't you like to eat braised pork?

"Did you kill the pig and bully you? I'll settle accounts with him!"

"Master!" Qingling couldn't laugh or cry, "Uncle Dayong didn't bully me, besides, the president is next to him, what can he do! The bones are specially asked for by me, I read the book two days ago, and the book said that the reason why the legs and feet are not good when I am old is because of the lack of bone strength, like the land after our autumn harvest, we have to fertilize and maintain, and next year's spring ploughing can be strengthened, otherwise it is easy to osteoporosis." Drinking soup boiled with big sticks and bones is to fertilize the bones in our bodies. Master, don't tell me, you don't understand this theory?" Qingling pretended to be angry and glared at the old doctor.

Zhang Youkang didn't know this truth, but, "It's not normal to have bad legs and feet when you're old." It's rare to divide the meat once, why waste a bone and come back, and the people behind you will die of laughter. ”

Qingling doesn't care what others think, she only knows that people are good to her and she is good to people.

On the contrary, like Mrs. Shu, she usually doesn't wait to see her in every way, and when she sees the benefits, she wants to stick to her, don't think about it!

"You!" Grandma Zhang smiled and pointed at Qingling, took the basket, and went to the stove room to work on lunch.

After the sacrifice to the land temple, the two elders of the Zhang family came back first, one washed rice and cooked rice, and the other turned over the medicinal herbs. Therefore, when Qingling came back with the meat, she was short of a dish of braised pork.

Grandma Zhang started to roast the meat, and Qingling served the prepared dishes one by one.

At noon, in addition to the braised pork, there is also a specialty dish of Grandma Zhang-steamed eggplant with salted fish.

The salted fish was followed to the time when Xiang Gang went to the back mountain, and forked it in the spring pond. pickled and dried into dried fish, most of it was given to Xiang Gang and Zhang Yuejun, and the remaining half was usually used for cooking.

Of course, when you don't have an appetite, you can make a tooth sacrifice, after all, just a few small dried fish, and if you eat it every day, it will be gone.

There was also a large bowl of pickle soup.

Grandma Zhang's pickled pickles are also delicious, sour, sour, crispy and refreshing. Whether it's boiling soup or sprinkling a few drops of oil and mixing it with porridge, it's very good.

Before the braised pork was served, the aroma came.

Qingling sniffed and swallowed.

Zhang Youkang smiled: "Look at your greed, you regret it now, what kind of bones do you take?" ”

"No regrets. Qingling shook her head. Meat has the deliciousness of meat, and bone broth has the nutrition of bone broth. Eat meat at noon, stew bones at night, and race the gods in the day.

The braised pork was served, and the three of them began to eat.

Qingling talked about the two production teams singing against each other.

Grandma Zhang encouraged her to go, but Zhang Youkang said: "On this occasion, it's okay not to participate." There are a lot of people making a lot of noise, and the girl's family is thin-skinned, and it has a bad impact if she overdoes it. ”

Qingling nodded: "I don't participate, I'll teach Meiqin the song you taught me, she wants to participate." ”

As she was talking, Feng Meiqin's delicate voice sounded at the gate of the courtyard: "Yingfang! Yingfang, have you finished eating? I'm looking for you." ”

Qingling was stunned for a moment, and then laughed. This girl is highly motivated enough to sing.

The second elder of the Zhang family had to take a nap at noon every day, so Qingling took Feng Meiqin to the field next to the house and learned it seriously.

It wasn't until Zhang Youkang was carrying the medicine box on his back and preparing to go to work that he called them back.

"Have you learned?" asked Qingling.

Feng Meiqin flicked her braids and said confidently: "Eight or nine is not far from ten." ”

Qingling smiled and gave her a thumbs up: "Awesome!" I thought of her at the beginning, but I listened to my master hum several times before I could barely sing.

When she went to work in the afternoon, Qingling found that Xu Dan was also practicing singing - holding a yellowed notepad, leaning against the window and humming quietly, probably memorizing the lyrics.

Qingling shook her head, she couldn't understand why these people were so interested in the song.

Half a day flies.

After getting off work, the members walked to the threshing floor in groups.

Qingling was also rushed home by Feng Meiqin, who rushed over, and moved a stool to the grain drying field.

Put up a stool, work in pairs, carry bamboo baskets, and help their respective production teams collect firewood.

Burning a bonfire is inseparable from firewood.

There are few families in the village who use briquettes, and even the book and family whose daughter married into the town still use wheat straw, straw, and dead branches to make fires. In the first month, the married daughter returned to visit relatives, and only then did she use briquettes to make a stove and burn a brazier, showing her love for her daughter and son-in-law.

After the firewood is picked up, the production team leader takes the lead in building it, which can not be too solid, it is not easy to burn, but it is more smoky and smokes the eyes. It can't be too loose, the fire is too strong, and the flames are too dangerous. Don't look at it as just a bonfire, in fact, it is also a science, very elegant.

After setting up the platform, the production team leader circled a torch, lit the torch first, and then held the torch to "boom" to light the bonfire.

In an instant, the scene erupted in warm applause, representing the end of the annual autumn society.

"Song, song, song!"

The Jiangkoubu production team, because there are three educated youths in the town, is full of confidence and shouts particularly loudly.

"Yes, yes, I'm afraid you won't make it!" The members of the club near the mountain pass shouted back not to be outdone.

The secretary raised his hand with a smile and pressed it: "Okay, comrades, don't get excited, there is a time for you to perform! Now, I announce, the last link of the autumn society of Yanqi Commune -- the duet song competition, starts now!"

I don't know who brought an old drum from the commune warehouse and brandished a drumstick to create an atmosphere.

Liu Jihong had long wanted to show his singing voice, stood up with his head held high, and sang "The Sun That Never Rises on the Prairie" in a loud voice.

"Okay!" a member of the Eguchi Port who didn't know much about it took the lead in applauding.

The women compatriots near the mountain pass pursed their lips and looked at the eyes of the three female intellectuals, all of whom were full of boredom.

In contrast, the mentality of the men is better, and the after-show of the Autumn Club is not the right song.