Chapter 12: Hunger
"As for the rumors in the village, spring plowing and spring planting began immediately after this snowfall, and I was tired like a dog every day. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 infoWhere is there still leisure to go to break your mouth. Hua's honest and mellow voice sounded again, "Besides, with the power of the Hua family in the village, no one dares to chew the root of the tongue in front of us." The voice was full of murderous energy, "Of course, if you talk about it behind your back, you just don't hear it, it's not worth it to be angry." ”
"I'm relieved to have you to protect me. Nian Juying burst into tears and said with a smile.
Hua Laoshi sighed lightly and said, "No matter what happens to her, she is also my daughter, if there is a mistake, I will beat, I scold, and I punish her, that is what she should do, Yaoyao has to suffer for me." But outsiders are not allowed to point fingers. ”
"Hmm!" Nian Juying nodded heavily.
"Why don't you hurry up and lay the kang again!" Hua honestly looked at the unsightly bedding that she had ravaged and ravaged him, especially the large puddle of water stains on the quilt, and reprimanded.
"I'll shop it now. Nian Juying changed the mattress and re-laid the kang.
The couple got into the bed, Nian Juying turned off the lights, and in the dark, comforted him, "His father, don't take it to heart when you hear gossip in Ming'er!
"Do you think there's something wrong with that girl? Hua asked with a frown.
Nian Juying frowned and thought, "No! ”
She was so easy to admit her mistake. Hua honestly couldn't figure it out, "When she was clamoring to marry that bastard, how could she be strong with us, a hunger strike, and a protest...... The whole village was 'sensational'. ”
"What do you want to do so much? After this experience, I grew up and knew that I was wrong!" Nian Juying said with a big grin.
Hua Lao Nunu said, "It's not that simple, she said a few thanks in just a while, but I haven't seen it like this before." The family was not so polite. After a pause, she said, "That girl actually dared to look me in the eyes, but she used to see me like a mouse and a cat, and her speech was as thin as a mosquito, but now it is different." ”
"Huh?" Hua honestly pushed her, but heard a small snoring sound...... Laughing dumbly, he helped tuck the quilt and closed his eyes.
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Hua Junyao, who was lying in the Xili, was shocked into a cold sweat, and I have to say that my father is really careful. Without this vision and scheming, it would be impossible to see the bastard's hypocrisy at a glance, and he strongly opposed it.
In the future, you should be careful in front of your father, don't let him notice anything?
But the habits of the whole 40 years are not just changed.
Hua Junyao scratched her head irritably, anyway, she was like a fake, and everything was pushed to the point that everyone who had died once, and her temperament changed greatly.
Grunt...... Grunt...... The stomach screamed uncontrollably, and it was clear in the silent night. Dark Zhonghua Junyao's face turned red all of a sudden.
You can't blame her, she also has three meals a day, two thin meals and one dry. Because of her throat, she drank only one bowl of polenta. In addition, I can't eat these days, I can't sleep well, and my spirit is poor, and my chest is close to my back when I am hungry.
Hua Junyao cautiously reached out and slowly touched her neck, and to her surprise, there was no pain.
This...... How is this possible, swallow your saliva, it doesn't hurt at all. Both hands caressed his neck vigorously, and his skin was warm and smooth, without strangulation marks.
What the hell, the ability to recover so quickly.
can be reborn and come back, so the recovery is so fast, what else is unacceptable, you can accept it in the outrageous yourself. The question is, is there anything more outrageous?
Grunt...... Grunt...... The stomach screamed again, through the fluorescence reflected by the snow outside the window, Hua Junyao touched the kang table next to her, picked up the teacup and teapot, poured a glass of water, and poured it into her stomach with a half-clatter.
Lying down, I could still hear the sound of water shaking in my stomach, closed my eyes, and after a while, I opened my eyes dejectedly, and it seemed that I was not hungry when I was full of water?
Hua Junyao hugged her shriveled stomach, I really wanted to eat a bowl of hand-rolled noodles made by my mother.
It's a pity that wheat flour can't be eaten happily now, but only white noodles are eaten during the New Year's holidays, and eating dumplings is the biggest delicacy. The rest of the time is the jade corn noodles, dried sweet potatoes ground into powder, the most difficult time in life, but really eat bran vegetables, truly interpret the word.
In my previous life, I was annoyed to eat steamed buns! But it is really easy to go from thrift to luxury, and it is difficult to go from luxury to thrift.
The North China Plain is the granary of the world, and all crops suitable for planting in the north can grow vigorously in the pear tree valley. The plains are dominated by grain crops and are the main producing areas of wheat, followed by corn, sorghum and sweet potatoes.
At that time, sweet potatoes were the main food crops of farmers, because of the high yield of this thing, they were rubbed into pieces, dried and stored, ground into flour to eat, and most of the fine grains such as wheat were handed over to public grain.
Ordinary peasant families don't have much, and according to Hua Junyao's memory, they will have a meal every New Year's holiday. If there is a sick person in the family, you can rub a sick meal - sweet noodle soup or gnocchi soup.
Since ancient times, the country of the country, the home of a nation. What does the state rely on to maintain its operation? It depends on the imperial grain and state taxes. Since the overthrow of the imperial system, there was no more imperial grain, and after the establishment of the republic, the peasants who were the masters of the country collectively handed over all the public grain.
In this era, politics was in charge, and the principle of income distribution was that the state got the big head, the collective got the middle head, and the individual got the small head.
The peasants who have turned over have a high political consciousness and a high enthusiasm for handing over public grain, and the best ones are handed over to the state.
When it comes to cash crops, peanuts are the mainstay, so they are also known as oil depots, followed by cotton and melon vegetables. Mountains and grasslands are dominated by forests, fruits and livestock. The whole region is rich in chestnuts, walnuts, apples, pears, grapes, red fruits, dates and persimmons, etc., and the varieties are prolific.
The pear tree ditch is rich in snow pear, the traditional Chinese medicine "pear paste" is made of snow pear with Chinese herbal medicine, every snow pear picking season, directly supply the urban area of the traditional Chinese medicine factory, so the pear tree ditch belongs to the relatively wealthy production team, the living conditions are relatively good. But it can only be said that there is not enough to eat and not to die of hunger.
The Hua family has a small population and better conditions than other village households, but these days are still tight. Her mother, Ju Ying, took the food at home, it was very tight, and her eyes were as sharp as the fiery eyes of Sun Monkey, and she measured it, whether it was cornmeal or flour for boiling porridge, and she could find it if she had a little more, and she had to pour it back into the noodle bag.
People who have come from the years of war and famine eat and dress and measure their belongings, and are diligent and thrifty, which is engraved in their bones and flowing in their blood.
This is called taking precautions, maybe the fathers don't understand this word, but life teaches them to live like this, otherwise after eating the rations, the new food has not come down, just wait to drink the northwest wind!
"Hungry, I'm so hungry?" Hua Junyao muttered, "It would be nice if there were pears, I really want to eat the big, crisp and tender, juicy and sweet snow pears from my hometown, but unfortunately I can't eat them now,"
A heavy thing suddenly appeared in her hand, so frightened that she felt the lamp rope in the dark, and looked at the yellow, orange and orange shiny snowflake pear in her hand, "What the hell." I twisted my cheeks in disbelief, and it was real.