Marrying an Educated Youth in 70s: I led the farm system to counterattack

There are quite a few people living in this small building, and there is a simple bed made of bricks in the corner of the main room on the first floor.

Erwen asked Su Yang and Yang Mo to wait in the main room, then ran to the back hall of the main room, and knocked on an old wooden door: "Uncle Qian, are you there?"

A 50-year-old man in a blue jacket appeared at the door, with dark sleeves on his arms and a pair of glasses tied to his legs by a string around his neck.

The man came out and took a look: "It's you boy, why did you come to me, who are these two?"

Erwen: "Uncle Qian, come to see you, this is my brother and his wife."

"It's definitely not a good thing for you kid to find me."

"That's what I said, it's a good thing to come to you this time." Er Wen explained.

"Tell me something, I'm still busy." Uncle Qian said impatiently.

Erwen: "Aren't you still sticking matchboxes, how much money can you spend?"

Uncle Qian ignored him at all, turned around and was about to leave.

Er Wen hurriedly grabbed him: "Uncle Qian, this time it's really something, or a good thing, I'm sending you money."

Uncle Qian looked sideways at Erwen.

Er Wen: "Didn't you collect a lot of calligraphy and paintings? My brother is interested in collecting these things. How about it? I'm quite interested."

When Uncle Qian heard this, he became anxious: "Go away, I just said that you have no good intentions, and you actually want to think about my calligraphy and painting, get out of here."

Erwen was stunned immediately, he didn't expect the other party's reaction to be so strong.

"I said, Uncle Qian, you are sick. You don't know what's going on in your family. You can make a lot of money by pasting matchboxes every day. What's the use of you still guarding a pile of rotten papers."

In Erwen's eyes, those calligraphy and paintings are indeed waste paper. He hates hard work even when he wipes his ass. Uncle Qian's family is in trouble. The eldest son is hospitalized, and the younger son has no job. No business.

"What rotten paper? It's a treasure. Do you know that?" Uncle Qian was furious, spit flying around.

"It's just that you treat it as a treasure. If it is exposed, it will be burned. It's better to sell it for some money to help the family." Erwen was a little disdainful.

"You know what a fart." Uncle Qian began to push the two words out.

Erwen shook his shoulders: "Okay, I'll go by myself, you can keep the torn paper, I guess after you leave, Brother Qian can burn it for you."

"Curse me, you brat, get out, and never come to my house again."

After being kicked out, Erwen smiled at Su Yang and Yang Mo with some embarrassment: "Brother Yang, sister-in-law, I'm sorry, I didn't expect the old man to be so stubborn."

Su Yang waved his hand: "It's okay, then go get busy, I should go back too."

Er Wen: "Brother Yang, don't worry, I will go find out who still has these things."

Su Yang: "It's okay, just take a look if you meet it, it's okay if you don't meet it, that's fine, then let's go."

It was almost noon, and it was time for the two of them to go back.

Walking through the streets and alleys, Yang Mo finally saw another wonder in Shanghai Stock Exchange, the open-air urinal.

This pool is in the alley, where everyone pours out the urinals, and it is also a place where gay men urinate. Here, you can ignore pedestrians, and it is direct and convenient, which really makes Yang Mo feel amazing.

When he arrived at the electronics factory area, Yang Mo started to take things outside where he was carrying people.

3 catties of pork belly, 2 catties of pork tenderloin, 20 catties of pork suet, one chicken, and two Yellow River carp.

Suet can be refined and eaten for a long time, and the leftovers are eaten within two days, and they have to be picked up again before the Chinese New Year.

When they got home, Su Mei was making lunch. When she saw the two of them coming back, she casually said, "Breakfast was late, so I cooked noodles at noon."

Yang Mo: "It's already very good."

After Su Yang took the things in, Su Mei saw it and started talking again. "Why did I buy so many, it's enough for Chinese New Year."

Of course Su Mei knew that these were all good things, but good things were also good money, and she couldn't bear to let her younger brother and his wife make such things.

Su Yang didn't speak.

Yang Mo looked up to see that he went straight into the kitchen behind.

There is no way, come by yourself: "Sister, this is also a rare purchase, you can't buy it just because you look at a good thing, don't worry, Su Yang and I have a plan, and we won't waste money randomly. "

Su Mei said "I believe you" in her eyes: "Let's eat first, and then clean up after eating." '

The noodles are vermicelli, and each person also has a poached egg.

Yang Mo really doesn't like hanging noodles. He always feels that they are not chewy enough, and he is not hungry, so most of them were picked by Su Yang.

However, I still picked Su Mei behind my back, otherwise I would be too embarrassed.

After eating, I started to pack these things. The first thing was to make pork suet.

Together, Su Mei and Yang Mo cleaned the largest pot, dried it, and started refining oil.

Yang Mo also cut a lot of tenderloin into it. After this, the meat was dry and very fragrant.

Oil was being refined here, and Yang Mo fished out two sauerkraut over there, and began to chop them.

Dumplings made with sauerkraut oil residue are the favorite of every Northeast person, a feast for the soul.

Su Mei found a clean and dry small jar to store the refined lard. Right now, lard is absolutely scarce.

Yang Mo moved very quickly, cutting the sauerkraut very finely, but the kitchen knife was a little blunt, making it difficult to cut.

After finally finishing the shreds, Yang Mo asked Su Mei, "Sister, do we have a whetstone at home?"

Su Mei looked up: "The knife is not fast? There is a piece at Grandma Sun's next door. Let Su Yang sharpen it."

As he said that, he called Su Yang in: "Go to Grandma Sun's house to sharpen the knife."

Su Yang nodded and took the knife.

Su Mei did not forget to tell: "You put two candies for Grandma Sun."

Su Yang: "Understood."

Yang Mo chatted with Su Mei while watching the fire.

Su Mei: "When do you plan to leave after the next year?"

Yang Mo: "Third and fourth junior high, this time I'm going to Beijing to attend my cousin's wedding, and then we'll go back to Dawanzi together."

Su Mei was a little surprised: "You still have a cousin?"

Yang Mo told about his aunt and meeting Fang Chenying.

"This can be regarded as fate. At first, the family thought that my aunt had an accident."

Su Mei: "My aunt is a good person, so she is safe, and you are also a good person, so you can meet my aunt."

Su Mei's best evaluation of people is - you are a good person.

This is by no means a card for good people in the bad streets of later generations, but a sincere compliment.

Yang Mo smiled: "Sister, you are also a good person, that's why I married in."

Su Mei also laughed when she heard this: "Haha, yes, I am also a good person."

It seems that sharpening the knife can't be done in one go. The oil residue has been refined here, and the knife has not been brought back.

Anyway, the time was rushing, so Yang Mo said to Su Mei: "Sister, you should go and inform Comrade Zhou Anguo, don't have anything to do at night, I'll make arrangements at home."

Su Mei thought about it too, so she took off her apron: "That's fine, you can work at home, I'll go and tell him."