Chapter 004 lotus pond is colored

It was the year after graduating from high school, the summer vacation when Yang Xia was not admitted to college, that is, in August of 80, the whole production team dug a whole morning of taro, about nearly 10,000 catties, and the production team had more than 300 people, each of whom could share about 30 catties.

This is an approximate number, but in the distribution process, it is impossible to be accurate to two, therefore, the result of distribution is more or less, there will be a mantissa left, dozens of catties or one or two hundred catties. This mantissa can be "using power for personal gain". Yang Xia remembered that just that time to distribute taro, he had an extra 50 catties of taro in his own family.

Ordinary members, there may be a few people who feel unfair, and there are a few taels of mantissa that are not divided, but no one dares to guarantee that after the mantissa is exhausted, whether each family can be divided enough in the end. Of course, more members can't calculate this account at all.

"Dad, it can't be early tomorrow morning, right?" Yang Xia asked.

"No, it's morning." Yang Guangyao replied.

I didn't have the experience of the big collective era, and I didn't understand the dialogue between Yang Xia and his father. In the countryside at that time, peasants generally had to work three times a day, that is, once in the morning, once in the morning, and once in the afternoon. Sometimes, I have to go to work after dinner.

On the morning labor, before dawn, the production team leader stood on a high place and knocked on the gong, shouting loudly: "Get up, go to work, the whole team of male laborers carry water and mud pits; The whole team of women went to pick sea peppers! ”

Carrying water into the pit is actually carrying river water or pond water into the toilet and diluting the manure so that the diluted manure can be picked up to water crops or vegetables.

Urban people will think that this kind of manure smells bad when poured in the ground, but the vegetables watered with this kind of farmhouse manure are the real natural pollution-free green ecology.

Sea pepper is chili, and in the era of large collectives, the production team has to grow vegetables in addition to growing food. Moreover, the area of vegetables will not be small, because "lack of food, melon and vegetable generation" was a pioneering initiative in many places at that time.

That is, the grain harvest is limited and not enough to eat, and in the corner of the field, you can barely survive by planting a little melon, melon and vegetables.

When the men go to work, and the women go to work, who cooks? If there are children in the family, they will cook, and in later generations, we will see from TV that primary school students in poor mountainous areas cook at home by themselves, not for show, but for their real life.

If you don't have a young age, you can wait for the end of work and then cook hastily, and if you move faster, you can also catch up with the next trip.

In the morning, the time is generally not too long, about an hour and a half to two hours.

Work in the morning, it is a regular work, the time is quite long, generally from 8:30 in the morning (summer) to 12:30 at noon, except for the rain does not work, usually even if the sun is big, you have to work outside. In the era of large collectives, no matter how busy or idle the farm is, there is always endless work to do. Of course, doing so much work and how effective it is is not something that the production team can care about. The production captain cares about not letting you be idle.

In the afternoon, it is generally 3 o'clock or later, which depends on whether the farm is busy or the farm is idle, the farm is busy earlier, and the farm is later; In some places, the production captain cherishes the people's power more, so the sun is too fierce and may be later, and the sun is not too sunny, it may be earlier, and there is no unified time in the afternoon.

Therefore, such a conversation is common in later generations-

A: "What have you been up to lately?" ”

B: "It's not the same as before, carrying the sun over the mountains!" What about you? ”

A: "I'm still carrying the sun over the mountains!" ”

B: "Hey, if only I looked like a city man." ”

I have to work three times a day, and I have to eat three meals a day. For dinner, Yang Xianiang made wheat porridge with leaves, and the dish with porridge was a big bowl of kimchi and half a bowl of tempeh.

Wheat porridge with leaves, what a romantic food!

But at that time, the leaves were definitely not eaten by humans, but used to feed pigs; The biggest difference between fine flour and coarse flour is not the size of the particle and the size of the dust, but the coarse flour that accounts for about 15% of the total amount of wheat, which is the skin of wheat, which is the skin of wheat, this thing is very unpalatable, and it can only be used as feed, but because the food is not enough, so people drink it into the stomach.

Therefore, in later generations, some farmers laughed at themselves and said, "Hey, even this pig eats better than we did back then!" ”

Of course, although this wheat porridge is unpalatable, in order not to be hungry, you have to drink two bowls, otherwise, you may not be able to sleep at night.

The only dishes for porridge are kimchi and tempeh, so are there no leftovers at noon? I'm sorry, those big bowls of dishes at noon were swept into the stomach by everyone at that time.

Holding the black wheat porridge, Yang Xia first stirred it in the bowl with chopsticks, "Xia'er, what are you doing?" The mother asked.

"It's too hot, and when it's a little cold, I'll be able to drink it in one gulp." Yang Xia said seriously. Of course, whether it is a father, a mother, or a brother or sister, they would not think that Yang Xia was afraid of that strange taste, because this wheat porridge with leaves was also drunk last night, and Yang Xia drank it as soon as he drank it.

The family, including his father, glanced at Yang Xia and felt that something was wrong with this person, a little weird, but they couldn't say where the strangeness was, so everyone buried their heads again and continued their great business of drinking porridge.

In fact, in the small village of Caijiawan, because her mother Hu Yueqin is good at running a family, her life is much better than that of most families in the same village. Some family members may have porridge to drink in the evening, but there is absolutely no kimchi and tempeh, and they borrow only salt for the following rice.

Yang Xia is not particularly hypocritical, after each member of the family drank two bowls, his own bowl also bottomed out; When the family served the third bowl of porridge, he also served the second bowl, and the porridge at this time was not so hot, so, after a few bites of kimchi, he quickly took the second bowl of wheat porridge again.

"Mother, can you handle the leaves separately, such as stir-frying, or cold dressing." After two bowls of porridge, Yang Xia resolutely did not add a third bowl, and again, his belly was swollen greatly, and it was too undisciplined.

"You can tell you well, what about the oil, what about the spices?" Mother said.

Sister Yang Chun touched his head, then walked out with two-year-old clothes and towels, and said when she went out: "Old five, you can be content." ”

After dinner, both men and women in Caijiawan took a towel and a change of clothes to the basket weir, they were going to take a bath, tired of a day, borrowed the cool pond water of the basket weir to wash away the dust and fatigue of the body.

Seeing that her sister went to the weir pond, Yang Xia also picked up her own things, and walked towards the barrian with her father and younger brother.

Although the name of the weir is "weir", it is actually a small reservoir, with a water surface of nearly 50,000 square meters, and the deepest part is nearly 5 meters.

The lotus leaves in the field of the weir are just greenery and scenery, and the lotus seeds are neither picked in autumn, nor are the lotus roots in the sludge in winter.

There are fish in the weir, every year in the twenty-seventh and eighth months of the wax month, the production team invites people to cast nets to catch fish, the whole village has a share after the fish hits, the harvest year is two or three catties per person, there are one or two catties in the usual year, fishing and dividing the fish, Caijiawan is like the New Year.

The laundry table of the basket weir is made of hemp stones. Stepping on it, the friction of the stone surface is strong, sinking underwater, it is not easy to get moss, and it is not easy to slip and fall when walking on it, which is relatively safe.

Therefore, in the hottest season of summer, not to mention during the day, but at night, this laundry table or dock has become a woman's patent, dozens of meters away, there are women lying on the chair to enjoy the cool, if a man is unconscious, want to go to the laundry table to see the white and tender woman, immediately will be in charge of the "watch" of the woman to drink!

Men can only go to the other end of the weir embankment, there is also a stone platform, but not a laundry table, but a platform for carrying water, the table is very narrow, can only be used for one person to stand or carry water to and fro, however, men will not honestly stand on the platform to bathe, as long as they reach the pond, put their clothes and towels down, then pounce, jumped into the pond, like a fish, swam up.

Therefore, at night, especially in the summer and the moonlight is hazy, the laughter and laughter of the barrage will be transmitted until late at night.

"Boss Liu, wash it up, and go home-" A group of men were playing and swimming in the water, when suddenly a woman's shout came from the direction of the laundry table.

"Quick, Boss Liu, your wife can't wait, don't you put on your pants and go ashore?"

"What kind of pants are you wearing, you have put them on, you don't have to take them off later, simply, you can't wear them!"

"Hahahaha......"

In short, only one woman shouts at the laundry table, and the man laughs for a long time. Or, the woman at the laundry table shouted, "Boss Liu, wash up, and go home—" and dozens of men here agreed together, "Okay, you go home first and wait—"

Jumping into the pond, swimming a few times, hearing some uncle-level people are putting up the meat dragon gate array, Yang Xia remembered some experiences in his previous life, after graduating from high school in his previous life, his college entrance examination results were not satisfactory, and he was quite depressed.

Thinking of this, Yang Xia decided to stay a little longer and listen to whether there were any village girls and beauties with childhood sweethearts.

A person in the production team, not a childhood sweetheart? Yes, it can also be understood in this way in a general sense. But childhood sweethearts should not only refer to growing up together, but also refer to a better relationship.

In his previous life, Yang Xia was the earliest high school student in Caijiawan, and even in later life, he was the only undergraduate student, so some young girls with good looks also secretly promised Yang Xia, and some people asked the matchmaker to find their mother's relatives to talk about the matchmaker.

However, because one wears straw shoes in the countryside and the other wears leather shoes in the city, the status of the two sides is very different, not to mention that Yang Xia was more proud at that time and would not agree, that is, Yang Xia's mother, and also politely refused the two families.

Thinking of this, Yang Xia couldn't help but shake his head all the time. Is the gap between urban and rural areas really that big? Perhaps, the cultural gap is indeed relatively large, but in his previous life, Yang Xia also found an undergraduate, but unfortunately, in exchange, it was still Lao Yan who flew separately, and the Tao was different.