"My name is Zhang Qing, I just arrived here last night, and I asked him to ask my neighbor to borrow a fire in the morning, but who are you?" Listening to the accent of their speech, it also looks like a BJ person. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Xi'er feels that he is like a science and engineering man in his previous life, he feels similar to his father's students, but he has a unique cultural temperament of this era.

"Oh, this is my granddaughter Xi'er, my surname is Tian, you may have to wait a while." After speaking, he wiped his face embarrassedly, and there were a few more black marks.

Xi'er covered her mouth and smiled: "My grandfather boiled water in the morning and almost burned the kitchen, and there are no people in it now." ”

The two families squatted on the edge of the bamboo bush and chatted.

Zhang Qing's family is in a similar situation to the Tian family, he is a mechanical engineer himself, and he was framed and sent here.

Science and engineering men are generally novices, plus a son who is less than ten years old, Xi'er can imagine how wonderful their future days will be.

And now, they don't even have a cowshed.

The village arranged for them to live temporarily in a thatched house where fodder used to be stacked, but in this winter, there was wind leaking on all sides.

Watching the little leopard sneeze incessantly, you can imagine how bad it was last night.

Xi'er asked the child's mother, and he only whispered, "I don't know." He pursed his mouth and said no more.

During this period, the decentralization was a big family, and he could probably imagine that his mother's life was not easy.

Looking at his tightly pursed lips and vigilant expression, one can imagine how much this flying disaster will affect the shaping of his character.

Xi'er didn't know how to comfort him, thinking that she would go back to the house later to boil him a bowl of strong ginger water.

His father probably has little experience in taking care of children, and if he freezes like this, he will definitely catch a bad cold.

The medical conditions here are so poor and there is a serious shortage of medical supplies!

At that time, the roommate described Xi'er as "malaria" as the most impressive.

People here are sick, everyone can only resist, and there are not a few people who finally lose their lives because of this.

Therefore, it is best not to get sick, or if there are signs of it, it will be strangled in the cradle of the virus immediately.

Grandpa Tian and Zhang Qing had a very happy conversation, and it is estimated that it is difficult to find a person with a common language here, and they can't talk with a group of big bosses.

You can't talk about politics, talk about culture, and people here don't know a single word; Talking about the crops in the field, Grandpa Tian didn't even recognize the wheat seedlings and leeks clearly, and he didn't speculate for more than half a sentence.

During this time, Grandpa Tian was probably suffocated.

"Uncle Zhang, let's go into the house first, it's too cold outside." Xi'er saw that the smoke in the house was almost gone, and hurriedly greeted everyone.

At this time, Grandpa Tian finally found someone who could talk and relieve his boredom, and pulled Zhang Qing to sit down, with too many questions to ask.

They came late and had a better understanding of the situation outside.

In this closed Gaoshizhuang, it is not easy to find a radio, let alone a radio.

Coupled with the special status of the Tian family, freedom of movement is restricted, not to mention others.

Xi'er rolled up her cuffs and entered the stove room, completely dumbfounded.

Why doesn't this stove have a chimney?

No wonder Grandpa was able to make such a big battle!

It was only later that Xi'er realized the ignorance of the people here, who thought that the chimney would take away all the heat, and in order to save firewood, there were no chimneys.

Without a chimney, the bottom of the pot is heated unevenly, and it is easy to get caught in the cooking, let alone choking smoke in a room.

It's terrible to be uneducated!

Anyway, you have to boil the water.

It's freezing in the air, and it really takes courage to wash your face with cold water.

But drinking ice water in winter requires a strong physical fitness!

Zhang Yi's expression was indifferent, and when he saw that the adults were chatting hotly, he went to the stove room with Xi'er.

Seeing that she was stunned, she didn't speak, but lifted the lid of the pot and prepared to scoop water into the pot.

As a result, as soon as he arrived at the water tank, Zhang Yi was also stunned!

A thick layer of ice, you have to break the ice before you can scoop up the water.

Xi'er came back to her senses, took a kitchen knife from the stove, and began to chisel the ice.

Then one ignites and the other scoops water, and the cooperation is quite tacit.

I don't understand that the original owner is already familiar with this matter; Xi'er adapted well and lit the fire smoothly.

But the kitchen is still choking, but slightly better than just now, at least the outhouse can still handle people.

"This stove must have a whole chimney, otherwise how will it survive in the summer?" Xi'er thought about it, but she didn't think that her mouth would mutter directly.

"My dad should be able to make chimneys." Zhang Yi, who was originally silent, suddenly said.

"Really?" Xi'er's eyes were originally very smart, and when they were smoked, they were "a pair of pupils cutting autumn water".

"Hmm." A little leopard can be shy? Hehe.

"You don't think it's scientific, right?" Xi'er finally found a topic, otherwise it would be very uncomfortable for the two of them to stay without saying a word.

Moreover, Xi'er in her previous life was still a chatterbox, and because she was an only child, she didn't like to be alone very much.

As soon as I arrived at the university, a group of roommates chattered every day, talking nonsense all over the world.

The little leopard remained silent, but the people began to wander around the stove.

Is it another science and engineering man?

"We can get through here and put a chimney on the outside. You can also add another pot to it, so that boiling water and cooking rice not only saves time, but also saves firewood, what do you think? Xi'er didn't care what the other party thought, and said her thoughts in a crackling voice.

"Chimneys can't be beaten from here, because if the north wind blows, the smoke will pour back." The little leopard replied very seriously.

Until now, the little leopard is still in a state of vigilance, and its two small fists are still clenched.

But it's rare to say the longest sentence of the day.

"Well, what you said makes sense, but this house is not ours, can it be changed?" Xi'er sighed when she thought of this.

The outside chatted lively, and the atmosphere inside was harmonious.

Behind the father and son of the Zhang family, they washed their faces directly at Xi'er's house and filled two pots of hot water, saving them from tossing when they went home.

Zhang Yi told his father about the idea of changing the chimney, and received strong support from Grandpa Tian and Zhang Qing.

Immediately discussed in full swing, how to change here, how to get there.

There was a flurry of bells outside.

Except for Grandpa Tian, everyone was a little confused.

"Hurry back and lock the door, and the production team will assemble." Grandpa Tian put the coarse porcelain bowl down, got up and began to clean up.

It seems that instinct has been formed.

"Pack what?" Zhang Qing still doesn't know why.

"Summons are generally for work, and you wear the clothes you wear to work in the fields." Old Man Tian changed into a coat with more patches, tied a hemp rope around his waist, and brought a broken hat.

This is the image of a peasant old man.

"When we come here, just this clothes, let's go directly." Zhang Qing spread his hands and smiled bitterly.

Zhang Yi hurriedly drank the ginger water in the bowl in three or two sips, sticking out his tongue spicily, but his face looked more ruddy.

The four of them didn't even need to lock the door, and hurried to the meeting place.

One is a cowshed and the other is a thatched house.

There is no lock, there is nothing to lock, all the belongings are on me, and there are only a few torn clothes.

Both families lived on the border of the village, so there was a stumbling dirt road back to the village.

The more I walked into the village, the more people there were, and the eyes of how I looked at myself were a little weird, and then I exchanged ears in twos and threes.

Xi'er turned her head and asked her grandfather.

"They say you're a ghost girl!"