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

At eleven o'clock in the night, old Uncle Feng went to play a few double sounds, that is, two kicks.After cooking dumplings and eating them, Yang Mo went home.

She ate a lot at night, and it was late, so she couldn't eat much.

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The first day of the new year is the day when every family pays New Year's greetings to each other.The children are the most enthusiastic. They hang out in groups of three or five, and they can get some melon seeds and candies to eat when they visit someone's house for New Year's greetings.

Yang Mo didn't go out, and there was only one person at home, so he had to guard the house.

Of course, few people came to her, but children would come.

Yang Mo slept late, woke up late, and had no appetite in the morning, so she ate three dumplings.Aunt Feng had packed this when she left last night, and asked her to cook it in the morning.

Cook more and eat less, and the remaining dozen are directly collected into the system.

Around noon, a few children came. The leader was the child king, the pillar of Captain Li's family.

Several people came to pay New Year's greetings, and Yang Mo also prepared candy in advance.

"Happy New Year, Miss Mo."

"Happy New Year, Sister Mo."

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The child said hello, and Yang Mo conveniently stuffed two pieces of candy into the child's pocket.

"Happy New Year, little aunt."

······Yang Mo was stunned.

She is really not familiar with who this child belongs to. Although there are indeed children in the team who should be called aunts and aunts, most of them are still crawling.

Yang Mo's hands are all in the child's pocket, and besides, the child's expectant eyes, Yang Mo is not easy to care about with a child in the New Year's Eve.

So, Yang Mo finally threw a piece in.

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After this wave of children left, Yang Mo climbed back to the kang to rest, because he was too tired from staying up last night.

In the second day of junior high school, basically there are relatives who are far away and they start to visit relatives, but Yang Mo doesn't need it. It's not that there are no relatives, but there is no need to visit.

The relatives here are the brothers of Grandpa Yang Mo. At that time, the entire Yang family was in northern Hebei. After the war, the stability was not stable, so the whole family moved here.

The second grandfather of the Yang family is in the production team next door.Grandpa Yang Mo was gone early, and basically didn't move around.

Yang Mo's mother was an orphan during the war,

Yang Mo does have a direct relative, her aunt, older than Yang Mo's father, who left with the team before the founding of the People's Republic of China, and hasn't been back for so many years.

When Grandma Yang Mo was alive, she often talked about how old she should be this year when she was still alive.

Yang Mo's aunt was born in 1930. If she was alive, she would be 45 years old now.

Generally speaking, Yang Mo is absolutely lonely in Dawanzi.

There was really nothing to do on the second day of junior high school, Yang Mo simply went into the mountains, and she had to prepare stones for her new house.

Anyway, it's boring at home, so it's better to go up the mountain.

The mountains around Dawanzi are deep mountains and old forests. The only mountain with big rocks is in the back, that is, the side far from the border and close to the commune.

This mountain is also a stone mountain, with one side as if cut by a knife, it is extremely steep.

Along the valley, you can go to the bottom of the cliff, and there are a lot of rubble in a mess at the corner of the cliff.

The entire commune comes here to get stones, and it has become a stone quarry.In the past, during the large-scale production, the common people used poles to pick them up, but now they are all carried by carts.

Yang Mo didn't go to the valley, and the snow nest is not sure how deep it is now, she walked along the ridge, which is also one foot deep and one foot shallow.

After walking for about an hour, Yang Mo came to a place that overlapped the cliff, which was halfway up the cliff.

She knew that there was a crack in the past from here, forming a small natural grotto.

She didn't come to dig rocks, she was purely curious.

There have always been some legends about this grotto in the surrounding area. Yang Mo has been here before, but he has not been to this mountain after crossing. This time, he came here to experience it.

Find the climbing rope in the camping equipment, fasten it to a tree on one side, and fasten it on the waist and hips on the other side. Yang Mo moves along the lazi for about five meters with his back close to the rock wall, until he arrives at the crack up.

There are many small cracks in this place, and there is a small platform under the feet. Although it is bumpy, it is also half a meter wide.

Others went straight there, and she tied the protective rope. On the one hand, she is not the predecessor after all, and there is still a gap in the application of skills.

On the other hand, this icy and snowy place, if it slips, it is estimated that it will have to go through it again.

So be careful.

The crack is in the shape of a V, and the bottom of the V is the small grotto. Many people around the commune have drilled here, of course, most of them are in summer.

In fact, it is a bit exaggerated to say the grotto, but the cave is small. Yang Mo looked at the place, and it was actually a depression formed by weathering, and the depth of the cliff was about ten meters deep.

There are still many faded and rotten red cloth strips in this hole, which should be the faith of the farmers who had a hard time in the past.

Of course, there are also many folklore reasons, saying what kind of cave is here.

Yang Mo didn't believe it, but the matter of his time travel is quite special, plus the bug of the system, so now she looks at things less materialistically.

That's why she came here to check it out.

Entering this crack, Yang Mo first untied the rope buckle, and then swept around, there was nothing surprising.

It's just an ordinary mountain cave.

Yang Mo turned on the scanning function of the watch again, walked 30 meters directly along the stone wall, and began to browse around.

Because 30 meters is a one-way scan, the field of view is a circle with a radius of one meter, so Yang Mo kept turning his wrist to make his detection more detailed.

After 10 minutes, Yang Mo put down his hand dejectedly, and there was no bird feather behind it.

After resting in this grotto for a while, Yang Mo hung up the rope and climbed back the same way.

Curiosity really killed the cat. He ran over with trouble, but there was nothing. Yang Mo's idea of ​​finding some treasure in anticipation was shattered.

After coming out, Yang Mo put away the rope and started to pick up stones.

Except for the quarry, there are some large scattered stones scattered on the mountain from time to time.

Yang Mo can collect one piece from the system as he walks.

What's interesting is that Yang Mo actually wanted to use the system space to cut stones in a whimsical way, that is, she only received half of her thoughts, so if she cut it just right, it would become a big stone brick.

The ideal is full, but the reality is too stretched, and the system cannot perform such tasks, which makes Yang Mo very regretful.

I have been to this mountain several times before, all to collect herbs, but Yang Mo has never been here, because in the hinterland of the commune, there are many people around and there are no wild animals.

Yang Mo wasn't curious anymore, she honestly searched for stones, went around halfway up the mountain, and by evening, she had collected enough stones.

According to her estimation, building a house is quite enough.

Yang Mo stopped writing on the mountain and went down the mountain from the other side.

After all, it was a lucky bag. When I went down the mountain, I actually picked up a rabbit. It couldn't get out of the snow nest, and it was still clapping its legs.

Yang Mo went over and picked it up. The snow on the rabbit's legs had turned into lumps of ice, no wonder it couldn't jump up, it was still kicking and stretching in Yang Mo's hands.

Yang Mo casually threw it into the grid of cold meat in the system, and the living thing lost its life breath when it entered.