Looking at the steamed bun in front of him, Pang Yingwu didn't say anything more, buried his head and ate it.

If it had been placed in the past, he would have never looked at such a black steamed bun mixed with sweet potato noodles and wheat noodles. But these days, when I am hungry, I eat all the rough and throaty sweet potato cakes, and even black-flour steamed buns have become a rarity.

However, Pang Yingwu's wheat cutting today was really ineffective, and he fell last, although the old captain did not criticize by name when he read that this was the first day, but he obviously distinguished the good and the bad in the rations. Like Tang Tang, he directly ate steamed buns, while Pang Yingwu could only continue to eat cakes.

At the moment, Pang Yingwu, who was holding a black-faced steamed bun, ate it with relish. Lu Xiangyang, who was on the side, put away the dishes and chopsticks, returned them to Chef Niu Jianguo, got up and walked out.

Pang Yingwu stuffed the steamed buns in two bites, and hurriedly said, "Wait for me." ”

On the second day, when everyone woke up, they found that their arms were so sore that they couldn't lift them, and even their lower backs hurt so badly that they didn't look like their own. Seeing the endless wheat field again, everyone's hearts couldn't help but feel hopeless and frustrated.

"What day is this going to happen?" Pang Yingwu couldn't help but mutter.

Lu Xiangyang didn't say a word, picked up the hoe and walked into the wheat field, taking advantage of the fact that the weather was not too sunny, and hurriedly cut the wheat.

As soon as they saw his movements, everyone had no choice but to scatter in all directions, enter their own harvesting belt, and begin their day's work. However, these hard days did not last long, and a few days later the forest farm was suddenly hit by a torrential rain, which flooded all the wheat fields overnight.

Immediately, the hearts of all the people in the village fell fiercely, braving the wind and rain with the tip of their hearts, and ran to the ground, seeing yesterday's full ears of wheat drooping their heads and falling into the water, they couldn't help but brush their hearts coldly.

In a hurry, all the people in the forest farm were urgently transferred. Each of them was given a coat of cloth, and went into the field in the face of the storm to urgently harvest the wheat. Even if they were soaked in water, they were cut off one by one and taken back to the house to dry on the clay kang.

But even so, it still can't resist more wheat pulling out green shoots. Obviously, this season's harvest is in vain!

Even though the rations of several young people in the city in Tang Tang were directly distributed by their superiors and were not linked to the wheat harvest, they still couldn't help but feel down, and they were quite uncomfortable looking at the anxious and confused expressions on the faces of the people in the village.

Even if they come and go in the wind and rain every day, waking through blisters and swollen legs, they complain a little less, and they don't want to touch the moldy heads of the villagers at this time, and quietly do the work assigned to them well.

However, God did not give the forest farm people a way to live. The pouring rain continued for half a month, and in the first few days, the brigade organized them to go to the field to harvest, but in the next few days, they saw that the wheat they had brought back had sprouted, and a large area of wheat stalks had been soaked in the rain, so they had to give up.

For a while, everyone was in a low mood, staring at the rain curtain in a daze with nothing to do. Even the steamed buns served in the canteen every day were barely restored to sweet potato flour cakes, which made them more and more deprived of oil and water in their stomachs, sighing and guessing that this winter would be difficult again.

"Bang, my legs are almost weak, and I still can't do it!" Pang Yingwu shook his steps, walked into the house crookedly, and fell on the kang. Eating sweet potato noodles and cakes all day long, without fresh vegetables and oil and water, makes everyone's feet float, and even going to the toilet has become a big problem.

What's more, the continuous heavy rain for a period of time made it impossible for the villagers to even go into the mountains to dig wild vegetables and pick wild fruits, and the daily pot of wild vegetable porridge naturally could not be drunk, completely cutting off the supply of green vegetables.

The people in the village are okay, they have gone through the days of hunger/famine in the cold and cold, so they are comfortable with this kind of life. On the contrary, it is the urban youth who came to the countryside for the first time, and first of all, they can't stand it physically.

Pang Yingwu lay on the kang for a while, and he didn't see Lu Xiangyang to care, so he couldn't help but look back at him depressedly and said, "Old Lu, I must hang up first if I go on like this!" You hurry up and think of a trick! ”

Lu Xiangyang slowly wiped and wiped the dagger he brought with him with a clean white cloth, until the blade was bright and the light was visible, and then he said slowly: "When the rain stops, let's go up the mountain to get some wild things." ”

"Really?" Pang Yingwu came to his senses at this time, turned over from the kang and got up, tightened his side, and fantasized with great interest, "Hey, get two hares, peel and roast them, they must be fat!" If you don't have a few pheasants, you can make it into a flower chicken, and it can also be fragrant to the bones! ”

He said one picture after another, and he couldn't help but feel the saliva in his mouth, and he didn't know what to think of, his eyes rolled slightly, and he stepped on his shoes and got off the kang in an instant, and said with a smile: "I'll go around the village twice to see if there are any guys who can take advantage of it." ”

After saying that, he went out in the rain with his hat, ignoring the mud on his trouser legs.

In addition, in Tang Tang's house, the three girls were also chatting boringly, and it was Wang Min and Sun Shuping who said this while crossing the kang, and deliberately raised their voices to exclude Tang Tang alone.

"Look at this, the red badge, my dad brought it back from the capital." Wang Min raised his voice arrogantly and showed something to Sun Shuping. Immediately, it caused her to exclaim in a small voice.

"It's so pretty!" Sun Shuping sighed, wanted to stretch out her hand to touch it but didn't dare, and silently said to Wang Min, "Can I touch it?" ”

"No!" Wang Min flatly refused, cleared his throat and said self-containedly, "This can't be touched at will." And some people don't even have the chance to watch it in their lives! ”

The last sentence is clearly meaningful.

Tang Tang ignored her, and used the needle and thread borrowed from the neighbor Aunt Li to sew the corners of the old clothes and mattresses, and the fine and dense stitches were ironed and beautiful, completely hiding the damaged places. She gritted her teeth and tore off the thread, got up and put away the clothes and quilts, and smiled at the two: "I'll go to Aunt Li's house." ”

Without waiting for the two to reply, she went out with a sewing basket. Unexpectedly, on the way back from Aunt Li's house, he saw the little milk cat covered in rain and looked for it anxiously. "Tang Tang, something is wrong! Uncle Sha - Captured by the fat man! ”

Tang Tang was taken aback and hurriedly asked, "Where is it?" ”

"This way!" The little milk cat turned to lead the way, and ran forward with a "poof" step on the muddy water on the ground, ignoring the fact that she was wet over and over again.

Tang Tang anxiously followed behind it, passed through a small alley, and saw that he had come to the stables in the northwest corner of the village. When I got closer, I heard Pang Yingwu's voice from outside the stable.

"Damn, you fierce dog, you almost bit me!" His voice was mixed with the sound of wind and rain and the sound of horses, and it was extremely hurried and hasty.

"Good bite!" A tall horse cheered, "Lao Sha, bite hard!" ”

"Hey, don't look at the excitement, help quickly!" The old dog was struggling and suddenly burst out.

It's a pity that a few horses in the stable stepped in a hurry, but they couldn't do anything, "My reins are grabbed, and I can't reach them!" ”

"What about the man guarding the stable? Deaf? Why haven't you heard a voice yet? ”

"This drunkard must have been drunk again!"

When Tang Tang heard this, he hurriedly ran over and knocked on the door of a small earthen house next to the stable, "Bang bang!" ”

After knocking hard for a long time, a drunken and hazy voice came from inside the room, "Who?" ”

"Bang bang bang!"

Tang Tang deliberately lowered his voice and shouted: "Something happened, the horses ran away!" ”

"W-What?" The drunkenness of the horseman was so frightened that he rushed over and opened the door in a panic, but saw no one outside. He didn't have time to think about who had knocked on the door, so he hurriedly grabbed the belt of his trousers, grabbed a clay gun, and hurried to the stable.

Sure enough, I saw that the gate of the stables was ajar, and the shouts of the people inside were mixed with the barking of horses and dogs, and it became a pot of porridge.

He raised his earthen gun, kicked the door open, and shouted, "Don't move!" ”

All the people and animals in the stable were startled and looked back at the door. Seeing the swarthy barrel of the gun aimed at him, Pang Yingwu's courage immediately softened, and he involuntarily let go of his hand, clamped his fart/strand and stood aside. "I—I don't move!"

However, the old dog took the opportunity to break free of the noose that locked his neck and bit it viciously.

The little milk cat waved his fist and cheered: "Rush, kill this fat man!" ”

Tang Tang: "......"