The medical team went to the countryside, and every time they went to a village, the village would take care of their lunch.

Elm Village is no exception, and Yu Manshan has people preparing lunch early in the morning.

However, the lunch he prepared was not comparable to that of the medical team.

Originally, I wanted to slaughter the pig of more than 30 catties in the village to entertain the guests, but in the end, I was not reluctant.

This time, the food was still made by each family.

For lunch, we'll serve wo wo tou with a few dishes of seasonal vegetables.

"It's not a problem to cook meat like that."

"I'll go get you some green onions, ginger and garlic, and some star anise."

Although Yu Manshan doesn't know how to cook, he still knows what materials are needed to cook meat.

"Thank you then."

Ma Juzi was worried that he couldn't find the materials, so Secretary Yu took the initiative to put it forward.

After a while, Yu Manshan came over with a fence.

The inside is processed green onion, ginger, garlic and star anise.

The ingredients were not a bother, but they were brought directly from the cafeteria, where lunch was also being prepared.

The foal poured the ingredients into the pot and then used a spoon to skim out the meat foam.

After a while, the meat in the pot gave off its fragrance, and the aroma of the meat could be smelled all under the elm tree.

The fellows who were seeing the doctor looked back at the foal, their eyes flashing with hope, their Adam's apple stirring, and they kept swallowing their saliva.

"It's not good to see a doctor, what are you looking at?" Yu Manshan reprimanded.

He felt that the villagers of his village were too embarrassed, and his eyes were staring directly at the meat in the pot, eager to hook the meat into his eyes.

"Yu Zhishu, don't you also watch people cook meat, don't you want to eat it?"

In the crowd, someone made a joke.

"That's it, old Yu Tou, it's okay to pretend to be a big-tailed wolf at ordinary times, what's the point of pretending to be now."

"Only the governor is allowed to set fires, and the people are not allowed to light lamps, can't we smell it?"

In the crowd queuing up to see a doctor, sarcastic voices came from time to time, making Yu Manshan's face flushed.

"I see that all of you are born with "pink eye", if you don't want to see a doctor, go home, don't waste medical resources here."

Yu Manshan saw that someone was confronting him in public, and suddenly felt that his face was a little uncomfortable, so he took off the cloth shoes on the soles of his feet and chased after the few people who were joking just now.

The fellows were not afraid of him, and circled the crowd a few times until he was too tired to catch up.

At this moment, it is time for lunch.

Instead of decreasing, the number of people visiting the doctor is increasing.

Most of them don't come to see a doctor, and some come around the smell of meat.

Those people didn't line up to see a doctor, and just squatted not far away to watch the foal stew.

After the meat is stewed, the next step is to stir-fry.

There was a packet of white sugar in the car, which was specially used to make braised pork.

The foal skillfully processes the boiled meat and then stir-fries it in a different pot.

He first put some oil, and then poured a packet of sugar directly into the pot.

This scene made everyone's eyelids twitch.

People in the city will enjoy it, such a bag of white sugar can be used for at least three years if it is left at their house.

Usually they are reluctant to drink, except for distinguished guests, they are willing to put a spoonful.

The colt rubbed the empty sugar packet and threw it on the ground after a few strokes, and five or six children immediately pounced.

"Mine, I grabbed it first."

"I got it first."

Several children scrambled for the empty bag, and two of them scrambled over each other's collars with both hands.

The adults next to them were not surprised by this, and seemed to have long been accustomed to it, and they watched the excitement while shouting for them to go to war.

The two children were not stupid, they directly tore the bag in half in public, one and a half.

Then he hid to the side, held his head high, and put the sugar in the bag into his mouth

Pour.

At this scene, I saw that the eyes of the other children lit up, and their mouths kept shouting,

"Monkey baby, give me a lick."

"Sanhuozi, it's too unrighteous, Lao Tzu will never take you to play in the future."

Not to mention that those children were greedy, even the adults who were squatting next to watch the excitement were also bright-eyed, staring at the sugar bags in the hands of the two children.

Yu Manshan put his hands behind his back, looked at the scene of the child scrambling, sighed, and turned around and left directly.

Yang Jun, who was sitting in the car, looked at all this with a faint expression.

It's not that his conscience is gone, it's that he's numb.

Like this, you can see it everywhere.

In the era of material scarcity, in the face of the test of food and clothing, no one dares to say who is noble.

The foal's side was very fast, and the sugar quickly became sugary, and then he poured the processed pieces of meat into the pan and stir-fried them until each piece of meat was coated in syrup.

After a while, a pot of red braised pork was stir-fried.

He Dazhuang had already prepared the rice bowl, and as soon as the pot came out of the pot, he handed it over here.

The crafts of the foals are really good.

The braised pork is bright in color and has an oily surface, which makes you have an appetite at first sight.

Ma Juzi found a lunch box, filled a large bowl of braised pork, took a pair of chopsticks and ran over.

"Brother, taste it."

Yang Jun gave him a blank look and looked at the onlookers around him.

The heat in their eyes was like a beast that had been hungry for months.

He suspected that this kid was deliberately pulling hatred for him.

took the lunch box and put it in the passenger seat, and then said to the colt,

"Let them all eat."

"Okay, brother."

The foal ran over again.

After saying a few words to Yi Qiushui, he saw Yi Qiushui standing up and beckoning everyone to eat.

Yu Manshan had already cooked a meal on the other side, and set up a long table in the courtyard, which was full of all kinds of vegetables, and there were several cages next to it, which were specially used to hold the nest and the head.

He Dazhuang directly brought the braised pork to the table and dug a big spoonful of braised pork into everyone's lunch box.

A pot full of braised pork, with more than 20 catties, and after each person shared a spoonful, there was still a lot left.

Yi Qiushui came over to say hello to Yang Jun and went to eat in the courtyard.

Yang Jun couldn't get used to the sweetness of braised pork, so he closed the lunch box and walked towards the village.

As he passed by the field, he found the girl sitting on the ground crying, looking very sad, but she did not dare to cry out loud, as if she was afraid of something.

came and went, which aroused Yang Jun's curiosity.

Just as he was about to pass, the girl saw someone coming towards her, and immediately got up from the ground and went on working.

Yang Jun was stunned for a moment, thought about it, and still felt that it was better not to disturb her.

Continue walking towards the village and come to a mud house.

There was a knock on the door.

"Who?"

A man's voice came from the courtyard.

In a few moments, the door opened.

"Who are you looking for?"

The door was opened by a middle-aged man in his forties, who was dark-skinned, tall but thin, and whose hunchback had been caused by years of exertion.

"Big brother, hello, is your wife there?"

Yang Jun had just seen the middle-aged woman who had a miscarriage come out of this courtyard, so he asked.

"Who are you? What are you doing with my wife?"

When the man heard this, he immediately looked at him vigilantly.

"Big brother, don't get me wrong."

Yang Jun opened the lunch box, revealing the red braised pork inside.

"I just saw your wife have a miscarriage and want to send her something to eat to replenish her body."

It's okay if he doesn't say it, man

When I heard this, I was immediately impulsive.

grabbed Yang Jun by the collar and shouted, "Who the hell are you, did you do my wife's miscarriage?"

Yang Jun's black line in his head.

"Big brother, it's really not ***."

"I'm from the medical team, and I happened to pass by and found out that your wife had a miscarriage, so I came here to take a look."

At this moment, a figure stumbled from the house.

"Boss, stop it, you have wronged others."

The figure was the same woman she had met earlier, and she ran over to her, pulled her man away, and said,

"I really don't blame people for my miscarriage, and this little brother persuaded me to come and let me go home and rest."

"Really, you didn't lie to me?"

"Really, I didn't lie to you."

The man glanced Yang Jun up and down, and then said.

"I'm sorry, comrade, I was impulsive just now."

After speaking, he bowed to Yang Jun.

This man is really tall, and he is half a head taller than Yang Jun when he bends over.

If he wasn't hunchbacked, he would be at least 1.9 meters.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's good that the misunderstanding is resolved."

Yang Jun handed the lunch box forward and said, "The medical team will eat braised pork today, I'll bring you some to try."

"This ...... What's so embarrassing, you can keep it for yourself."

The man pushed the lunch box back.

Yang Jun felt that the force on the lunch box was not great, and the man's eyes flashed with a trace of reluctance.

"I've eaten it, this is specially for the eldest sister to eat, so don't shirk it anymore."

The man glanced at the pale daughter-in-law beside him, then nodded,

"Thank you, comrade, thank you."

The man took the lunch box and handed it to her daughter-in-law, and a layer of crystal appeared in the tiger's eyes.

"This comrade, I haven't asked you what to call it?" The man asked.

"My name is Yang Jun, you can call me Lao Yang or Xiao Yang."

Yang Jun took the initiative to stretch out his hand.

Seeing this, the man rubbed his hands on his body in a panic, and then shook hands with him.

"Hello Comrade Yang, my name is Sun Dashan, hmm...... Sit at home."

When he said the end, a trace of embarrassment flashed on Sun Dashan's face.

"Excuse me."

Yang Jun wanted to refuse, but he still wanted to know more about the situation of this family, so he went in.

Sun Dashan's family only has three earthen houses, which can only be regarded as two and a half rooms in the strict sense.

Because the room on the west side collapsed in half and was converted into a kitchen.

Sun Dashan stood at the door of the main house and hesitated for a moment, and then plunged in.

As soon as Yang Jun stepped in, he saw a panicked sound coming from the room.

When I looked up, I saw that there was an earthen kang in the middle of the main house, and there were five or six people lying on the kang.

When the people on the kang saw a stranger coming in, they immediately got into the bed.

Yang Jun subconsciously withdrew from the main house, but the moment he raised his eyes, he saw the situation on the kang clearly.

There were five or six children, some men and women, the eldest was eighteen or nineteen years old, and the youngest was only two or three years old.

However, they all have a common trait, which is lying under the covers, with only their heads exposed.

Right here and now.

Yang Jun's heart felt like he had been pricked by a needle, and his eyes hurt.

He didn't expect Sun Dashan's family to be so poor, and the children in the family didn't even have clothes to wear.

Actually, he should have thought of it a long time ago.

There are many people in the countryside like Sun Dashan's family, except for going to the field to earn work and wear clothes, everyone else is lying on the kang.

One is to reduce the wear and tear of clothes, and the other is to reduce the consumption of physical strength.

The food and clothing at home are all tight, after all, they are still counting on them to go to the field to earn work.

"Brother Sun, let's talk in the courtyard

Just two sentences."

Yang Jun exited the main house and stood in the courtyard.

He tried to look away, but couldn't help but peek.

I only saw it in China before, but I didn't expect to see it with my own eyes today.

His heart was beating very fast at this moment, and a sense of guilt arose spontaneously, as if Sun Dashan's poverty was caused by him.

"I'm sorry, Comrade Yang, you see...... It's not well received."

Sun Dashan smiled awkwardly and kept apologizing.

At this moment, his back was much stiffer.

"It's okay, there's a bright hall sitting outside."

Sun Dashan moved two small benches, handed one to Yang Jun, and the two chatted in the courtyard.

"Comrade Yang, at first glance, you are a cadre in the city, I don't know what you do?"

"Brother Sun, don't shout one comrade at a time, it sounds awkward."

"If you don't mind, let's call ourselves brothers."

"Don't dare, don't dare, you're a cadre, I'm the masses, don't dare to mess with the name."

Sun Dashan waved his hand again and again, and his body subconsciously shrank back, as if he wanted to keep a distance from him.

Seeing this, Yang Jun no longer forced him.

He knew that this kind of class concept had long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people and could not be changed in a moment.

"Brother Sun, I work in a rolling mill, if you have any difficulties in the future, you can go to me."

"You also work in a rolling mill?"

Sun Dashan slapped his thigh and said loudly: "This is too coincidental, our son of the branch secretary works in your factory, maybe you still know each other."

Yang Jun smiled when he heard this.

There are only dozens of cadres in the factory, and he knows all of them, but they don't have the surname Yu.

And the son of Yu Manshan that Sun Dashan said is probably an ordinary worker.

"Really? That's such a coincidence."

"I heard that the boy from the branch secretary works as a welder in the third workshop, and his salary is more than 20 a month, so he can't spend it all."

Sun Dashan's eyebrows fluttered and boasted, as if he was the one who got more than 20 wages a month.

From his expression, it can be seen that Sun Dashan yearns for that kind of life very much.

"Yes, yes, twenty-seven yuan and five for a first-class welder, enough for a family to spend." Yang Jundao.

"Yes, yes, it's twenty-seven yuan five, that kid sends fifteen yuan home every month, it's very beautiful."