Reborn in the 70s / Reborn in 1978

After dinner, put down the quilt, lie on it and listen to the radio.Sleeping on the kang in the northeast, the quilt is put away when you get up early, and when you go to bed at night, clean the kang and spread it.The elder brother lay down in front of Zhang Xingming and asked: "I can drink it before, that wine. Is it really sweet?" Zhang Xingming said: "Next week, if you don't go to school, it will be almost the same. It must be sweet. When did I coax it?" You."

The elder brother turned over, scratched the old cat with his foot, and said, "What if it doesn't taste good? Then it won't taste good, will you compensate me?"

"What am I going to pay you for?"

"If you compensate me...compensate me, I will throw you into the thatched building, haha, throw you into the thatched building, you have to be careful, and it depends on what you do then." Northeast rural areas call toilets thatched buildings, Yanhai, Dandong The area is called Maoshilanzi.

"Then I'll throw you into the pigsty and let you sleep with the pigs at night."

"No, pigs don't cover themselves at night, it's cold. I don't want to sleep with pigs, so I'll throw you in the hut, and I'll run away when I'm done, and you won't be able to find me by then."

"Where are you going?"

"I'm running...I'm going to Zhangjiabao."

"Then I'll go to Zhangjiabao to find you."

"That won't work. At that time, you didn't know that I had gone to Zhangjiabao. You couldn't find me."

Zhang Xingming coaxed his elder brother like a child, and said countless nonsense, his elder brother fell asleep.

Chapter 23 Cooperatives

The next morning, there was a light snowfall outside. It snowed in the early winter. It was not a piece of snow, but a sandy shape like a grain of rice. A thin layer covered the ground, and it didn’t take long for the sun to melt. .

Grandpa is going to the brigade today. This is the last time he will go shopping at the cooperative this year.Grandma started planning when she got up in the morning and cooked the meal. She needed to buy soy sauce, salt, tear a few feet of cloth, buy soap and matches, buy water alkali, and get some white wine.Calculating the same thing, grandpa memorizes the same thing, neither of them can write, they all rely on their heads to memorize.

After talking a lot of things for a while, Zhang Xingming went to his brother's schoolbag to get a pen and notebook out, tore a piece of paper, wrote down what grandma said from the beginning, and checked it with grandma again to make sure nothing was missed.Grandma was very happy and said: "My second grandson is really good at writing. He is much better than grandma, and he will have great prospects in the future."

Staying at home has nothing to do, and grandpa has a lot of things to buy, so Zhang Xingming decided to go with grandpa. I don’t know how many times I went there in the last life, but I haven’t been there in this life.

The three of them went out together, and first sent the elder brother to the team to go to school, and then Zhang Xingming and his grandfather held hands and set off to the team.

Walking from the side of the team actually takes three more miles, but it doesn't matter to see my brother off.

Go past Mancang's house, go to Guofang Road, go straight along Guowei Road, go down for more than four miles, and you will arrive at Yaobao, where the singing opera family lives. Grandma Zhang Xingming's natal family is here, and you can talk about relatives .

Going down from the National Defense Road to Yaobao, there is a dirt road. From here to the brigade, it is half as close as the National Defense Road. If you keep walking on the National Defense Road, it is not more than ten miles, but more than ten kilometers. It has to go around the mountain of.

Walk five or six miles along the dirt road, cross a river, and you will arrive at Fatai, which is almost there.The houses here are relatively neatly built, row by row, with a wide driveway in the middle. Walk along the driveway, pass through the houses, and you will arrive at the land, the brigade headquarters of the Fatai brigade, and the cooperative together.

The cooperative is just a few thatched yellow mud houses, but the thatch on the houses has been removed and replaced with tiles, and the dry and cracked loess walls are painted with quotations from Chairman Mao with red oil.There is a sign with black and white characters on the door: Beixi County Pianling Commune Fatai Brigade Production Cooperative. (I don’t remember this place clearly. At that time, there were several kinds of cooperatives. Credit cooperatives, production cooperatives, commercial cooperatives, and supply and marketing cooperatives were all functional departments with great power.)

The room is dark, with no lights on. There are several shelves against the wall and a wooden counter in front of the room. Two salesmen are sitting on the open space in the middle of the room, burning a coal stove, knitting sweaters while talking. , on the wall covered with black and gray, there is a portrait of Chairman Mao who sails the sea and relies on the helmsman. The portrait is very clean, and it seems that someone will clean it every day.

This unremarkable dilapidated place is the only cooperative in a radius of dozens of miles. It has great power in procurement, supply and marketing.

Grandpa dragged Zhang Xingming into the room, and the sudden darkness made them both squint their eyes.There was a soot smell in the room, and the feeling of dust and dust.

The two salesmen turned their heads to take a look, then turned back to continue knitting sweaters, muttering and chatting.

Grandpa took Zhang Xingming around the counter for half a circle, looked for the things to buy one by one, and said, "Comrade, I'm shopping."

The older salesperson put the sweater in his hand on the skirt, pulled the skirt and walked over, asking, "What are you buying? Have you brought a ticket?"

Grandpa took out the wrapped money and bills from his pocket, put them on the table and opened them, Zhang Xingming took out the written list and read: two catties of soy sauce, five catties of coarse salt, two feet of blue cloth, two feet of red cloth, two feet of soap A pack of matches, five catties of water and alkali, five catties of white wine...

The salesman came over, stared at Zhang Xingming and said, "Hey, this kid is capable, how old is he? He looks so small, and reads well, how old are you?" Zhang Xingming stretched out a hand and made a five, Say, "I'm five years old."

The little salesperson also put down her sweater and came over, saying, "Recite it, come here, can you read what is written here?" She pointed to the co-operative employee Shoudu on the wall and said to Zhang Xingming, "Read this. "

Zhang Xingming said: "Auntie, what if I read it out?"

The little salesman was not very old, he was less than 20 years old, wearing blue work clothes and white sleeves, and said: "If you read it correctly, auntie will bring you candy, okay?" Zhang Xingming looked at it and pointed to it. The fruit candy on the counter said, "I want this style of candy."

"Okay," the little salesman nodded vigorously, and said, "Read it, and I'll bring it for you if you read it right."

So, Zhang Daxia gave it a big push. At that time, traditional characters were mainly used, and Zhang Xingming had to think about or guess some characters, so the pronunciation was a bit stuck, and there were a few characters that he didn't know. , I really don’t know each other, but this kind of performance is more real.The little salesman kept his word, went into the counter and grabbed a lot of fruit candies for him and stuffed them into his pocket, and hugged and kissed him for a long time, he liked it very much.

The old salesman was grabbing things for his grandpa and said, "Wang Ya, why don't you take him back, so you don't have to give birth yourself, and the birth may not be so good." Wang Ya blushed immediately, Bright red, as if drinking a big gulp of white wine, he put Zhang Xingming on the ground and ran outside the house.The older salesperson laughed loudly, and said while laughing, "This little girl is too thin-skinned."

During this period, the shopping malls in the city were divided into department stores and non-staple food, and the grain store was independent. The cooperatives in the countryside were different, selling everything, including farm tools.

The soy sauce pot was brought by myself. It was old and had a dark appearance. The salesperson inserted an aluminum funnel into the pot, and used a lifter to beat it out of the soy sauce bucket. The pot in grandma's house is still dirty, and it's been like this all these years, and no one thinks it's too dirty.

The liquor is also a plastic jug that Zhang Xingming brought from the factory.

The cloth is torn according to the number of feet, and the salesperson doesn't even use a ruler. He stretches his hand a few times, and the cloth is torn off after a few swipes.The remaining soap matches are packaged, just take them out.Other things were fragmented, such as sugar, melon seeds, water alkali and so on. The salesperson took a stack of straw paper for packaging, grabbed them one by one, wrapped them up after grabbing them, and tied them with paper ropes. good.

The old non-staple food salesmen in this era are very good, and the weight error of grasping things with their hands will not exceed [-]%. There is even a genius who has been published in the newspaper, and there is no error. Of course, they must use common scales, not scales.

After weighing and wrapping up the things grandpa wanted to buy, the old salesman took an abacus and dialed it a few times, and said, "Nine yuan and twenty-seven cents, you bring the ticket and I can take it myself, there are too many samples." Grandpa counted nine Handed her a piece of three cents, and then handed over the ticket.The salesman took it, and first found three one-point steel bills for grandpa, then went through the handful of various tickets, picked seven or eight, and handed the rest back to grandpa, saying: "Cloth tickets It’s half a foot away, seeing how smart your grandson is, forget it, let’s do it like this, next time you come to buy something, you’ll get all the tickets.” This means that in rural areas, you’ll definitely not be able to buy anything in the city if you’re even short of a ticket.

In those days, tickets were required for everything, such as cloth tickets, wine tickets, oil tickets, meat tickets, food tickets, cotton tickets, bicycle tickets, radio tickets, sewing tickets, and you couldn’t buy anything without a ticket.It was not until 83 that bargaining products began to appear, that is, you can no longer use tickets, but they are more expensive.The most important thing is food. Since 83, the city can have enough to eat. It was also from that year that the gap between urban and rural areas began to widen, and the rural areas became more and more backward. After 85, all kinds of tickets withdrew from the commercial field and became history.

Grandpa was packing his things while saying thank you, Zhang Xingming shouted: "Thank you, Auntie, you are so beautiful." The salesperson laughed, grabbed a handful of candy and said, "Come on, Auntie will bring you another one, Do you know him?" Zhang Xingming saw that it was caramel, which is a good thing in this day and age, and most people have never eaten it.Quickly opened the small pocket and said: "Thank you, auntie, this is maltose, sorghum maltose, I know it. It's soft and sweet."

The salesperson stuffed the caramel into Zhang Xingming's pocket, touched his head, and said, "This little thing is so sweet."

With two pockets of candy in hand, I followed my grandfather out of the cooperative, and said goodbye to Wang Ya who was standing outside talking to someone, and the two of them walked back.

I bought a bunch of things, adding up to tens of catties, and Zhang Xingming couldn't carry heavy things, so he carried the cloth on his shoulders and walked beside his grandfather.Grandpa put everything in one pocket and carried it on his shoulders, with soy sauce, white wine and a piece of meat in his hand.If you don't kill pigs this year, you will buy a piece of meat for the New Year.

Before 83, meat was collected and sold by the state, and the meat bought in state-run non-staple food stores was frozen meat, which was bought with a meat ticket. Only private slaughter pigs could buy some fresh meat in private without a ticket. After 83, the policy changed a lot. Domestic farmers’ markets began to bloom everywhere, and fresh meat could be bought casually. At the same time, state-run non-staple food stores closed down one after another and withdrew from the market.

At that time, the policy response was very slow. When a policy was introduced, such as allowing private operation of non-staple food, there would be a farmers’ market in the provincial capital immediately, and the production, supply and marketing would take shape within a few days.The cities below are slower, and it will take a few months before the primary market is formed. The districts and counties below the cities are even slower, maybe half a year, or maybe a year, before they start to take action.And what I was in at the time was the district and county-level market.The wholesale market in Shenyang has been built, and the open-air market only appeared in my house, and it was more than three years late.It is even slower in rural areas. Cooperatives were still open in the 90s.

In the afternoon, Zhang Xingming and his grandpa arrived home, their bones were about to fall apart, and they climbed onto the kang and didn't want to move anymore. They fell asleep in a daze, and slept until dinner.

After dinner in the evening, I took out the candy from my pocket and gave it to my brother. The hard fruit candy was my brother's favorite, but he didn't seem interested in caramel candy, so Zhang Xingming kept it for himself to eat.The hard fruit candy has a strong flavor and can melt in the mouth for a long time. Children love to eat it. Caramel candy is sticky and disappears after a few bites.

Seven days passed, and the wine was not good, still fizzy.The temperature is low and the fermentation time is prolonged, so Zhang Xingming has nothing to do.I just waited for another week, but it didn't continue to foam. Fortunately, there is a glass bottle, so I can see the foaming status at any time.Filter, remove the residue, and let it sit for a few more days. Finally, the wine is drinkable, and the taste is not bad, but it is a bit too sweet. The sugar content of grapes is too high, and too much sugar is added.

On the same day, my brother drank a small bowl, got drunk, and fell asleep on the kang after drinking, and slept until noon the next day, which made grandma and grandpa very happy.In fact, the alcohol content of this wine is not high, which is about 7 degrees.

Wine can soften blood vessels and has many benefits for the elderly. I made it this year, and after I get used to drinking it, my grandparents will be able to make it by themselves next year.

After a few heavy snowfalls, Niangen arrived, and 78 passed like this.

Volume 2 Primary School and Reform and Opening Up

Chapter 24

In the spring of 1979, when the snow on the mountain had completely melted, Zhang Xingming was able to move tons of things into the space, and the test object was the big rock on the back mountain.

I don't know how this chaotic rock stream was formed. There is no grass in it, and there are piles of yellow boulders of different shapes stretching for several miles. The small ones are as big as fingers, and the big ones are like houses. There are several places in this mountain.

Zhang Xingming remembers that around 2000, Er Weige, the second uncle’s family, made a fortune from these stones. He spent hundreds of thousands of dollars to get these stones out and pull them to Fengtian, and sold them to real estate developers to make rockery. One piece cost tens of thousands of 10,000+ , Er Viagra made a fortune.