Although she has the experience of her previous life, after a busy day, Ye Zhenzhen still suffered a lot.

The little white hands became black and swarthy, and they were in pain.

"Zhenzhen, what's wrong with you?"

Gui Feng put away the sickle and put it in the back basket, and when he climbed up the ridge, he saw Ye Zhenzhen standing aside, stroking her hands and frowning.

"It's nothing, my hand hurts a little, I guess it's blistering."

Hearing this, Gui Feng picked up Ye Zhenzhen's hand and flipped it twice, and nodded, "The first day you do this work, grinding bubbles is certain, and it won't be after grinding out the cocoon." Let's go, I'll take you to wash your hands and go home, and I'll give you some ointment in the evening. ”

After returning home, Gui Feng really brought Ye Zhenzhen a box of ointment.

"Guifeng, thank you, I'll wipe it after I've cooked and eaten." Ye Zhenzhen took the ointment, turned around and was about to go to cook and eat, when she saw Teng Jianxiu also enter the house.

"Zhenzhen's hands are blistered? Then don't cook, eat with us tonight, apply the ointment as soon as possible, and then continue to work in the field tomorrow. ”

I thought that such a delicate girl must be very squeamish when she worked, and maybe she would have to help out a little.

I didn't expect Ye Zhenzhen, a girl, to be very neat, not bitter or tired, and her work was not much different from those of them who were used to it. This made Teng Jianxiu feel very happy, thanks to Ye Zhenzhen, who came to the house, if she was replaced by Fu Shasha, she would definitely have a big head.

"What's so embarrassing? I...... I'd better do it myself. ”

The day before yesterday and yesterday, I ate at the village chief's house, and Ye Zhenzhen was embarrassed.

Seeing this, Gui Feng hurriedly tugged at her sleeve, "Are you embarrassed to eat?" In this way, I have an idea, anyway, you live in my uncle's house, and it costs more firewood to cook by yourself, so it is better to simply put the rations at their house and cook them together, which can save time and effort. ”

I have to say that Gui Feng's idea is very good.

Ye Zhenzhen was a little moved.

Over there, Teng Jianxiu frowned and shook his head, "This is not good, Comrade Zhen Zhen eats fine grains, and our family eats coarse grains and wild vegetables, or pickle vegetables, if this is pulled together, Comrade Zhen Zhen will suffer." ”

Teng Jianxiu is generous, but he is unwilling to take advantage of others.

She saw the rich and strong flour and rice that Ye Zhenzhen bought, that kind of fine grain is not cheap, if it is mixed and eaten, others will chew the root of their tongue and say that they take advantage of other people's little intellectual comrades.

"Auntie, I don't always be able to buy such fine grain. Auntie, let me live with you, I'm not very good at cooking, so I'm just learning from you......"

As she spoke, Ye Zhenzhen licked her face and came to Teng Jianxiu, stretched out her hand to hold Teng Jianxiu's arm, and made a coquettish appearance.

Teng Jianxiu is a straightforward person, where can he stand her trick, he can't stand it and shake his head twice with his neck and agree.

"Okay, but you can give as much as you eat, but you can't give too much."

This child is kind, she is afraid that she will suffer.

"Okay, then thank you, aunt."

*

It was the first time to do farm work, and Ye Zhenzhen's hands were blistered, and Bai Jingqiu and Fu Shasha were naturally inevitable.

Because I live in the educated youth point, in order to save time and manpower, there are old educated youths who ask everyone to cook and eat together, everyone can cook and cook, and those who can't cook carry water and chop firewood, and take turns to do it in the division of labor.

Bai Jingqiu and Fu Shasha both agreed on this.

No, the newcomers go to work on the first day, and the cooking is the responsibility of the old intellectuals.

When she just came back from the field, Fu Shasha only felt a hot pain in her palms, but she didn't care about it, until the old intellectuals shouted for dinner, and a group of people rushed to the kitchen to pick up the bowls.

The heat from the bottom of the bowl was so hot that Fu Sasha screamed.

"Ah......h

With a "clang...... the bowl fell to the ground, and the white rice inside was scattered all over the floor.

"What are you doing?"

Wang Huaan was about to pick up the bowl, but he was startled by her scream, and the bowl in his hand almost flew out, and he couldn't help but turn around and yell at Fu Shasha.

Fu Shasha immediately turned red with grievance.

"Hand ...... Hand pain......"

The blisters in the palms of his hands became even more scarlet and dazzling because of the burning.

Wang Huaan opened his mouth, seeing that she was pitiful, he was embarrassed to yell again.

"The rations are all fixed, you better hurry up and find a way to clean up the food on the ground, otherwise what will you eat?"

Fu Shasha was feeling a hot pain in her palms, and when she heard Wang Huaan's meaning at first glance, she couldn't help but widen her eyes.

"It's all sprinkled, how can you eat it? If the bowl is broken, I will buy it when the time comes, give it to me...... Fill me a new bowl. ”

Today's old intellectual, who is in charge of cooking, is named Shang Chunxiang, who came down in the 70s and has been in Changping Village for two years.

Shang Chunxiang looks average, and there are many spots on her face, and I don't know if she was born or caused by the wind and sun. In short, the whole person looks a lot older than them, but because she speaks kindly, Fu Shasha thinks that she is a soft and gentle person, and she is not polite at all.

didn't expect Shang Chunxiang to speak in a relaxed tone, but the content of the words was straightforward and could choke people to death.

"I only make according to the rations you brought, one bowl per person, and there is no superfluity."

"There is obviously ...... in the pot" Fu Shasha glanced at her and pointed to the remaining grain in the pot.

"There are still a few people who haven't served it, and there will be only a pot left after serving. Otherwise, I'll leave the pot to you. ”

Shang Chunxiang said, with a faint hint of reluctance in her mouth.

No matter how many educated youths come, they have always been cooking and eating together, and whoever has the turn to cook the pot in the pot will belong to whoever is in the pot, which has always been the default rule.

Because Fu Shasha and the others had just arrived, several people bought rice, and they could only cook rice for the first few days.

This rice pot is packed up and dried, and when there is no rice to eat, soak a bowl of boiling water and eat it with pickles, which is much more delicious than boiling red lotus with bud grain porridge.

Now because Fu Shasha accidentally spilled a bowl, her pot can't be saved.

"Who's going to eat the pot? This is the rice I bought, and I have a surplus of what I brought, I don't care, I just have to eat white rice. As he spoke, he reached out to grab the spatula.

Shang Chunxiang's hand flashed, avoiding Fu Shasha's hand.

"Who is to blame for accidentally dumping the rice yourself?"

"You didn't tell me that the bottom of the rice bowl was so hot......"

The two of them didn't give in to each other, and seeing that they were about to quarrel, Wang Huaan was impatient to hear it, so he hurriedly took an empty bowl, walked over and put it on the stove next to Fu Shasha.

"You're enough! I don't understand this common sense, and I wonder if someone is serving you the wrong meal? Oh, I'll share some of my food with you, Sister Chunxiang, she is a newcomer who is not sensible, don't be like her, give her some food, so many people can eat one bite per person. ”