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

The dumplings for the New Year’s Eve dinner are stuffed with sauerkraut, but Yang Mo uses oil residue for the filling, which is the residue from boiled pork suet.

Yang Mo threw a few pieces of lean meat into the oil while boiling the oil.

Finally, mince it and mix it with sauerkraut. The filling of this dumpling is really Northeast. Needless to say, the taste is very fragrant.

At around 11:[-] midnight, Fang Chenying and Tang Wenjun entered the room with dishes and plates of dumplings on the round table in the room, steaming hot.

If there is one inconvenience during Chinese New Year in this era, it must be that there is no electricity.

Even if you light four kerosene lamps at night, it won't be too bright.

But it was a little brighter in the courtyard outside.

Four ice lamps illuminated the bright corners of the courtyard under the dim yellow light.

Su Yang and Li Yang set off cannons in the yard as usual, but this time they both learned how to behave, and they all poked the ground and put them on the ground.

At midnight, not only can you hear the sound of your own cannons, but you can also hear the cannons of other families in the production team.

As soon as this side stopped, the other side rang, and before the other side finished playing, other people's homes also rang, one after another, it was very lively.

After the guns were fired, a table of people began to eat.

There is no way, Yang Mo sacrificed his big killer, the outdoor flashlight he got in the lottery.

It’s not as big as a palm, but it’s adjusted to the astigmatism mode and hung on the roof, and the whole room is bright and majestic.

This little thing really stunned a few guys who had never seen the world.

"Xiaomo, you..." Tang Wenjun didn't finish the question, but the meaning was very clear, what is this equipment.

"Flashlight." Yang Mo said casually, "It belongs to Mao Ziguo, and I only bought it during this exam."

"Why didn't you take it out just now?" Li Yang asked. When he was playing cards just now, he was burned by the kerosene lamp.

"I'm afraid of running out of power. This thing is charged. I charged it once in the county. When it's used up, there's no place to charge it." Yang Mo told a lie that wasn't a lie.

"Okay, eating is much more comfortable now." Fang Chenying said, "I didn't expect that when I was studying, it would be so good to have a few flashlights."

Now domestic flashlights are all powered by dry batteries, the kind with two or three batteries.

Those flashlights use the traditional altruistic bulbs that emit a faint yellow light.

This is different for Yang Mo, the bright white light shines brightly in the room.

In fact, she can also adjust the color tone, and it is charged by solar energy, and has some other functions, which are easy to use.

But there is no need to give these few people who have never seen the world popular science here.

The most important thing is that right now, this is just a light source, and it is obviously less attractive than a table full of meals.

It's time to eat. The New Year's Eve dinner is richer than the usual dinners. There are wine and meat, chicken and fish, and dumplings with thin skin and big stuffing.

Looking at the food on the table, several people all sighed in their hearts, this is the Chinese New Year.

It seems that everyone knows that even during the Chinese New Year, the grades are divided into high and low.

And the current level of Yang Mo's family is definitely the highest that the entire country can rank at this stage.

Of course, this is talking about ordinary families, and it is still incomparable with some special characters.

In this era, many ordinary families had a better life, not all of them were famine-like.

Especially in the city.

The really sad days are still for the commune members in the countryside. The land has to be retained, the food has to be turned in, and the little that everyone distributes is not enough to support themselves.

Dawanzi is now an exception. The members of the commune who were originally struggling suddenly had workers at home.

With workers, the conditions of the family will be better, and everyone will not have to cut down on food and clothing, and they will be able to eat enough, and they can even have a meal of meat from time to time.

In addition, Dawanzi can occasionally catch some prey, as well as cold-water fish in the Datu River, so he can be regarded as a leader among farmers on weekdays.

Of course, it also depends on the family.

Yang Mo's conditions are not comparable to others, and she can do better, but it's out of the question.

There is no point in exposing systematic risks for a few meals, no matter how trustworthy these people are.

Except for Su Yang, who is close to him, he should confess to her first, otherwise Yang Mo would have to hide for a while longer.

Of course, it would be impossible to avoid Su Yang completely, after all, how could it be possible for the two of them to hide it from each other for a long time.

This evening, the sumptuous meal made everyone feel happy, and they were full of longing for a good life.

Yang Mo picked up his fruit wine and said to everyone: "This is the first year we have spent together since you came to Dawanzi, and it is also the first year you have spent in Dawanzi except Ya Nan. I only represent Dawanzi The aborigines of Wanzi welcome everyone and wish you a happy new year."

It was quite a good thing for Yang Mo to say in a somewhat pleasing and work-reporting manner, and the atmosphere at the scene became even more enthusiastic.

"Haha, Happy New Year." Fang Chenying was the first to respond. Fang Chenying never held back when it came to joining in the fun and supporting her sister.

"Happy New Year, I wish us better and better every year, and the days are full of sesame seeds." This is the voice of Tang Wenjun.

"Thank you for letting me meet you in this countryside, thank you, and happy new year." This is Wang Yanan.

Su Yang didn't speak, but just took a deep look at Yang Mo, and the meaning in that look was obvious-meeting you is my greatest luck.

Li Yang was more straightforward: "Sister, it's luck to come to Dawanzi to go to the countryside, and it's the luck of luck to meet you. Without your help, I really can't imagine what we would be like. This is a toast to you. "

Yang Mo said unambiguously, "It's done."

Although it was fruit wine, Yang Mo felt as if he was swallowing mountains and rivers after drinking it.

Not much, with a good posture, picked up the cup, poured it into his mouth, put the cup down, and made a sound on the table.

This is the key.

Fang Chenying, who loves to join in the fun, also started to learn this big thing, but she drank all the wine, she learned the second half of the lesson, and the cup was heavily slammed on the table.

"Clap" sound.

As her voice fell, there were several "pops", "pops", and "pops" one after another, and everyone was in this rhythm.

"Hahaha······"

After the rhythm is cheerful laughter.

For Chinese New Year, the picture is full of excitement, especially the gathering of relatives and friends, that is the real celebration.

Of course, in addition to this point, there are infinite longings for the future.

Because everyone's future is to go out, which is already doomed, so at this time, they are really happy and have no burden.

When eating dumplings, both Su Yang and Fang Chenying ate dumplings wrapped in coins.

There are only two packs in total. There is a real saying that whoever gets it will have better luck.Or better fortune.

Therefore, Fang Chenying was extremely lucky.

As for Su Yang, he felt completely at ease. Who else could be luckier than him to meet Yang Mo?

(Chinese New Year is coming soon, I wish all book friends a happy new year and all the best.)