It's good to be young, I was a yak a few times a night, Wang Manyin got up in the morning and was still refreshed, his waist was not sore, his legs didn't hurt.

After washing his face, he was just carrying the wooden bucket and preparing to fetch water, when he heard Xie Dongmei's voice from the other side of the deep ditch.

Wang Manyin hurriedly shouted into the cave, "Orchid, don't panic and cook. Hurry up and take a look, what's going on at Brother Qiusheng's house early in the morning, like Dongmei's sister-in-law is noisy and crying? The two of them won't quarrel."

This kind of thing, it's not appropriate for a big man to go by yourself.

"Oh, oh," Orchid didn't dare to delay, and hurriedly put down the firewood in her hand.

When Wang Manyin came back with two buckets of water, he saw that his mother-in-law was almost ready.

Without waiting for him to ask, Orchid took the initiative to speak, "It's not a quarrel, Dongmei's sister-in-law got up in the morning to feed the chickens and found that an old hen that was laying eggs was dead, so she cried and grabbed the ground."

Hearing this, Wang Manyin was silent.

If a local chicken dies in the next generation, no one will be so sad. To put it mildly, some people don't cry like this even if their father dies.

Now it's different, chicken ass banks aren't just talking.

Don't look at an egg for a few cents, but for farmers, it is indispensable. The matches, salt, needles and threads at home, these daily necessities, are all pulled out of the chicken's butt little by little.

The death of a hen is equivalent to the loss of half of the daily economic resources.

For the dilapidated situation of Wang Qiusheng's family, it is indeed a big blow.

But he can't help with this kind of thing, he can only express sympathy.

Wang Manyin originally thought that the death of Wang Qiusheng's native chicken was an example, but when he arrived at the construction site, he heard other villagers talking about the problems of the native chicken in recent days.

Chicken plague?! A word immediately popped into his head.

This is no joke, if no measures are taken, it is estimated that most of the local chickens in the village will die in just a few days.

Wang Manyin immediately found Wang Lianshun to explain the situation and see if there was any way.

The other party spread his hands: "What can be done to make a plague?" As long as one family in the village has a chicken with the plague, it will be too late for the others to prevent it."

Wang Lianshun is talking about experience. Chicken plague spreads very quickly, and it should have spread in the village as early as possible, and it is estimated that it will completely break out in two or three days at most.

Now there is no means of prevention for future generations, and nothing can be done except to wait.

However, there is a local method in the village: feed the chickens huanghualang or licorice. However, in Wang Manyin's opinion, this is a bit of a toss. According to memory, every few years there would be a chicken plague in the village, and each time there were heavy casualties. If it really works, how can it be.

He also began to worry about his own few local chickens, and he didn't know if he could carry them.

What's more important is the space, if you die, it is equivalent to being busy for nearly half a year. There is no way, he has to go in and out of the space every day to feed the poultry and livestock, and it is impossible to let them all out and spoil the crops.

In short, Wang Manyin prepared for the worst.

At the end of the evening, as soon as he got home, Mao Dan came over with a big bowl of chicken and stewed potatoes.

"Uncle Man Yin, stew chicken at home at night, my mother will bring you a bowl."

Wang Manyin hurriedly took it and poured it into his own bowl and stuffed a few more sugars for the little guy.

He was not surprised by the result.

….

A hen weighs two or three pounds, which is a rare meat, and no one will be willing to throw it away.

Well, one thing to say, the chicken tastes quite delicious.

As expected, in just three days, more than half of the chickens in the village died.

Many mothers-in-law and aunts stewed chicken with sad faces, and those ignorant broken babies looked very happy.

The smell of meat fills the air over the village.

Even the three local chickens of Wang Manyin's family did not escape...... Since knowing that there was a chicken plague in the village, the orchid would dig up a lot of huanghualang every day and chop it up and feed it.

But as he fed and fed, a native chicken began to pull loose manure and kept turning in circles.

Seeing that this guy was half-dead, Wang Manyin directly came to cut the mess with a quick knife. Eat chicken openly

There aren't many opportunities, and of course he has to take them.

The long pain is better than the short pain, and don't let it suffer, click and chop the chicken's head.

In the evening, I also ate fragrant chicken at home.

The two were hiding in the cave and munching on chicken bones, when they heard the sudden barking of rhubarb outside.

Wang Manyin hurriedly went out, and by the moonlight, he saw a large group of people coming from the direction of the village. What's going on? He was startled.

"Manyin, have you eaten?" At this time, Wang Lianshun's voice sounded.

Wang Manyin hurriedly asked, "I'm eating, Uncle Lian Shun, what are you doing here, what's going on?"

"It's alright! Let's go, go to the movies, the Commune will play a movie tonight." Wang Lianshun spoke with a little excitement.

"Really? Listen to whom, is the message accurate?" Hearing this, Wang Manyin was also a little excited.

In these years, people's life culture is monotonous, and watching movies is one of the most important entertainment activities, and the other is a few plays.

However, it is not easy to watch a movie in the countryside.

The predecessor ran around and knew a little bit about the situation. So far, there is only one film touring team in Yuanxi County. It consists of a three-person donkey cart and is equipped with two eight-millimeter projectors and pedal generators.

There are nearly 20 communes in the county, 2300 villages large and small, and it will take at least a year for the projection team to tour all the commune villages and eliminate the causes of busy farming weather.

What's more, the Shibijie Commune is far away from the county seat, and the screening team is even more reluctant to come, so it would be very good to be able to take a turn once every two years.

So as long as people hear about where a movie is played, no matter how far away they are, they have to rush to see it, and it is not uncommon to run dozens of miles.

The crowd was like rushing to a conference, Wuyang Wuyang, the scene was even more lively than the New Year.

Of course, projectionists are also very popular these days. No matter where you go, you will be entertained with good wine and food.

"No, Gui Lian'er came back in the afternoon to pick up your aunt to watch a movie." Wang Lianshun replied.

Wang Manyin naturally knew that Wang Guilian was the eldest daughter of Wang Lianshun's family, and she married to Shibijie Village because of her change of relatives.

There is no way, the place of Shibijie Commune is a poor and remote area, there is a shortage of water and land, and there is a drought for nine out of ten years. The local woman was bent on marrying outside, but the woman from other places refused to marry. The imbalance between men and women makes it particularly difficult for young people of school age in each village to find their mothers-in-law. As a result, this area has historically had a much higher level of wealth than other places.

Many families are waiting to marry a daughter-in-law, but they can't afford to pay a gift, so they can only solve it by exchanging relatives.

….

There are not only two sides to change parents, but also three to change, also called turn change. Wang Manyin has also heard of an even more bizarre - five ring exchanges, that is, five women are replaced.

If you can't afford to give financial gifts and have no woman to change, you will either be a son-in-law or be single all the time.

On the Loess Plateau, singles who have never slept with a woman in their lives abound.

Jar Village is better, there are more than ten singles for six or seven hundred people. The village of Ishikawa, on the other side of the mountain, has only about 400 people, and there are 20 bachelors.

And there is a miraculous phenomenon, many masters of singing Xintianyou are men who have been singles all their lives.

Life is hard, and the heart is even harder!

What they lack, the more they crave, and sing their hearts out by venting. Thus, the sour koji was born. Many of the lyrics are so straightforward and rough that they make people red-faced.

This is also the reason why Wang Manyin is always grateful to his old father-in-law's family. didn't ask for financial gifts, and was willing to marry the orchid to him, a second-rate son, which belonged to a lifetime of kindness.

"You guys go first, I'll eat *** before leaving!" Wang Manyin said.

There is still chicken stew at home, and it's not too late to leave after eating. Generally, before the movie, there will be a speech.

"Man Yin, what's the matter, I seem to have heard Uncle Lian Shun's voice just now." Seeing the man return, Orchid asked out loud.

"Hurry up and eat, tonight the commune will show a movie, let's go early after eating."

"Great, I haven't seen a movie in years......" Orchid was also excited, and then dimmed again

Come: "Manyin, go, I will guard my home."

The last time she watched a movie in her memory was two years ago.

Ever since I heard the man talk about the theft of the outlet in Xiashan Village, Orchid has always been careful.

A lot of people in the village went to the movies tonight, so what if they stole something. It is safer to keep someone at home.

"If you have anything to keep to keep, just leave the rhubarb at home." Wang Manyin knew what her mother-in-law was worried about. However, with rhubarb watching, there shouldn't be a problem.

Under the man's persuasion, Orchid finally nodded.

The two of them had eaten, locked the kiln door, left the rhubarb to watch the house, and then rushed in the direction of the Shibijie Commune.

As soon as I was halfway there, I suddenly heard a chattering voice behind me, as if it was a group of educated youths in the village.

Wang Manyin and Orchid waited for a while, and sure enough, it was Liu Xiangyang and a few people, still holding flashlights.

"Brother Wang, you also watch movies." Liu Xiangyang greeted warmly.

"Well, let's go together," Wang Manyin nodded in response.

"Why don't we find a screening team to show a few movies in Jar Village," at this time, Shen Jinqin, an educated youth, asked.

"The villagers don't have any money," Orchid replied.

"It costs money to show a movie, this kind of open-air movie, no one can stop and collect money, right?" Another intellectual, surprised, asked.

"They don't take money from individuals, but the wool comes out of the sheep. When the projection team comes to the village to show a movie, it is not given for free, and it is generally charged per capitation. Villages with less than 100 people receive 8 yuan per night, and those with a population of more than 3,000 receive 38 yuan per night. For the size of Jar Village, it is estimated to cost twenty yuan." Wang Manyin explained to everyone in detail.

Although this money is paid by the brigade, in the final analysis, it is still calculated on the peasants themselves, and it is deducted at the end of the year.

It's just that now it belongs to a big collective, so many people have the illusion that it is free to show movies.

"Good boy, the movie is worth a month's salary for one person." Originally, the educated youths also wanted to give Wang Manchu a suggestion to show a movie in Jar Village for a few days at that time.

Knowing this, they had no hope.

In this way, a group of people talked and laughed, and soon rushed to the Shibi Festival commune.

You don't need to ask anyone about the movie venue, just follow the huge crowd.

They were already late, and when they arrived at the wheat field, they saw only a black and crushed head.

Even the top of the straw stack on the nearby tree was full of people, and some children were simply lifted on the shoulders of adults.

Mountain farmer