When he arrived at the entrance of the village, Wang Manyin saw a group of villagers from Jarzi Village guarding the leeward and sunny mountains, as if something was wrong.

Curious, he staggered over.

I thought there was something lively to see, but when I got closer, I found that this group of people was playing chess in a bunch. There were also dung rakes, shovels, and flat poles beside them. Farther away, on the platform, a donkey cart was parked.

An old man who was smoking a dry cigarette saw him and greeted him from afar: "Man Yin, why are you here?" ”

The other party's name is Wang Lianshun, a generation older than Wang Manyin, and he is the production captain of the second team.

"It's okay to be idle, just wander around. Uncle Lian Shun, what are you doing here? Zha Fang Qi ......" Wang Manyin greeted casually and also came to the front.

"It's not that we're tired of applying manure to the team, and we're busy eating pots and cigarettes. Full of silver, smoke two puffs ......" Wang Lianshun enthusiastically handed over the cigarette pouch.

"Forget it, Uncle Mancang, I don't smoke." Wang Manyin waved his hand again and again.

He knew in his heart that these people were purely looking for a reason to grind foreign workers.

It can't be helped, that's what it is like to work for a large group.

If you can contribute less, you will never do more than half a point.

Aren't there a few slips of the tongue now? "The work of the team, grind slowly", "As long as people enter the ground, the work will still be recorded", "Shouting and breaking the bell, the members of the club will not go to work for a long time, waiting at the edge of the village, waiting on the side of the road, and sitting in a pit when they get to the ground......"

Now that the wheat and rape have just come out for a few days, there is not much work in the field, and the fertilization can be done until the beginning of spring.

But we can't let the members be idle...... Now the breeders on the team, expatriate migrant workers can earn work every day.

In this way, it is unfair to those who remain in the village.

So in order to balance, Wang Lianshun took them to apply dung to the field to earn a share of the work. With the work share, the extra food can be returned home at the end of the year.

Wang Manyin saw through it and didn't say anything, anyway, he didn't join the team in the village, and people didn't care about their own business.

Since he had already come, he couldn't leave immediately, so he simply gathered behind the two villagers who were playing square chess to watch the excitement.

The materials required for the game are simple, just fold a few grass stems in the field, find some lumps, and then find a flat place to draw five vertical and five horizontal squares, and you can open the battlefield.

Because of this, it is very popular with the villagers of Shiliba Village.

The predecessor was also relatively good at this game, and was soon stopped by Wang Lianshun.

"Full silver, let's tie one side."

"Okay" Wang Manyin did not refuse.

If it comes, it will be safe. Now that he is a member of the Jar Village, he naturally has to have a good relationship with the villagers, after all, this year is not as good as the future generations, and there will be problems if he fights alone.

When he first started playing the game of Zhafang chess, Wang Manyin was still a little uncomfortable and lost two games in a row. When he found the feeling, he killed Wang Lianshun and turned it over.

Almost noon, Wang Lianshun threw the chess pieces in his hand and waved his big hand: "After work, go home ......"

A large group of warm people got up one after another, carrying farm tools and driving the donkey cart towards the direction of the village.

At this time, when the sun was just right, the mothers-in-law and aunts had already rubbed the sweet potatoes into finger-wide slices and spread them on the roof of the cave to dry.

From a distance, large expanses of white swaying.

Farming is idle, it sounds very idle, but in fact, in this era, farmers have no idle time at all.

Especially the mother-in-law and aunt of each family, in the morning, open their eyes to carry water to cook, after eating, brush the pot to feed the pigs and chickens, then cut the sweet potatoes to dry, and take back the house before dark in the afternoon.

In addition, there are patches and seams, and miscellaneous work.

Almost all day long, continuous rotation. Therefore, the mother-in-law and aunt of the Loess Plateau age very quickly, and she looks like a woman in her fifties in her thirties.

When he got home, Wang Manyin remembered more than a dozen small fish fry and hurriedly entered the space to check.

Probably because of the relatively high temperature of the space, the small fish appeared to be very active, and none of them died.

Wang Manyin put his mind at ease and planted the aquatic plants he had dug on the edge of the pond.

Then dig a pit in the nearby loess and prepare to raise chickens...... There is no chicken coop at home, so I can only keep it like this for the time being, and I can use wicker to weave a few chicken coops in the future.

I eat oil and water in the morning, and I have the strength to work.

Half an hour's work, digging a deep pit.

Wang Manyin took another pair of scissors, cut off most of the three chicken wings, and then untied the rope and threw it to the bottom of the pit.

I got a rotten clay pot and filled half a jar of space spring water to prevent them from dying of thirst.

The jar village lacks everything, but this tattered crockpot.

In the old society, there used to be a small clay pot kiln in the village, which specialized in producing all kinds of pots and jars for sale. This is where the name of the village comes from.

Later, the clay pot kiln was abolished, but there were many rotten clay pots left in the village, and even a lot of them were piled up at the door of Wang Manyin's cave, which just came in handy.

There wasn't much food at home, and he didn't plan to feed the chickens. Go straight to the pond and cut a few handfuls of grass and count them as food.

Wang Manyin originally thought that the local chickens didn't eat much, but he didn't expect that as soon as the grass was thrown into the dirt pit, these guys rushed to peck at it.

After a while, eat a clean light.

Seeing this, Wang Manyin cut a few more handfuls and threw them over.

When he was mowing the grass, he found that there was a clump of greenish-brown things growing in the wet soil by the pond, which was very similar to the fungus, which was the famous lichen of later generations, and the name of the village was soft ground.

Wang Manyin didn't know how so much soft ground suddenly grew in the space, and it was most likely that it was inadvertently brought in by transplanting plants from the outside world two days ago.

Now the noon dish is available.

The garlic sprouts in the space have grown to 20 centimeters long, and they are just pinched and fried on the ground to improve their lives.

Cabbage, radish, and artichoke are the three things that eat vegetables in the rural areas of the Loess Plateau. There are also a lot of predecessors in the cave, and Wang Manyin feels that he is about to become a rabbit in the past few days.

However, in my memory, not every family can eat these three things. Because now each family only has its own land the size of a palm, and it is not enough to grow vegetables.

In many homes, there is often a dish on the dinner table in autumn and winter...... Pickled sauerkraut.

At noon, it was still corn nest with porridge, but with soft fried garlic sprouts, Wang Manyin had a great appetite.

While eating, he heard movement at the door, and he subconsciously opened the door.

I saw a yellowish figure rushing up, running to a stop more than ten meters away, and screaming.

It was the leper dog in the morning that made him very curious about how this guy found his home.

Cats come to be poor, dogs come to be rich.

Seeing this guy's appearance, Wang Manyin relented for a while, found a broken crockpot, added a few spoonfuls of corn paste to it, and poured some pickle water.

The leper dog was probably hungry, and when Wang Manyin left, he immediately ran to the crockpot and ate it.

After eating, Wang Manyin saw that the firewood under the stove was still sparking, and put two sweet potatoes in it as usual. Wood-fired roasted sweet potatoes are the only food that Wang Manyin finds delicious.

The temperature difference between day and night on the Loess Plateau is large, and the sweet potatoes produced have high sweetness and starch content.

Then, he took out tooth powder and toothpaste, scooped half a bowl of water, and squatted in front of his cave to brush his teeth.

After a lot of tinkering, the mouth was full of indescribable coolness, and the whole person suddenly felt a lot more comfortable.

After eating and drinking, Wang Manyin didn't stay at home, and went directly to the Liangliang to find a leeward and sunny place to bask in the sun. The leper dog seemed to really recognize him, and squatted not far away.

At noon, when the sun is hot, it can be seventeen or eighteen degrees.

After a while, Wang Manyin fell asleep.

I felt an itch in my waist, and subconsciously touched it a few times and twisted out a flea.

Boom...... Comfortable.

In fact, this kind of life is very good, there is no 996 blessings, and there is no need to carry the pressure of the mortgage.

There is space, but the future is not hungry.

Marry another daughter-in-law, give birth to a few babies, and your life is complete......

When I woke up, the sun was just over a foot high from the cliff to the west.

Wang Manyin went home and put on a blue card jacket, held a thorn basket, and walked towards the direction of Houhewan in Shuangshui Village.

Not surprisingly, the earth dog followed from a distance.

At this point in time, it's time for the orchid to come back from the mountain.