Quick Travel: Jing Yuan's Wanderings

Nowadays, most production teams implement the "small contracting" system.

Guerrilla villages are no exception.

Today, the father and son were assigned the job of hoeing two acres of corn fields. As long as they finished the work before the end of the afternoon and the scorer checked that it met the standards, they would have completed the task.

The time arrangement is relatively free.

Just look, after Lieutenant General Jing Yuan helped his adopted son finish hoeing the cornfield, he saw that the sun was too hot, so he decisively turned back home.

On the way back, I met villagers from time to time.

Jing Ping'an is a man of good words, and he greets everyone with a smile.

Lieutenant General Jing Yuan followed behind and was responsible for listening, occasionally responding with simple words such as "um, ah, yes, right".

So far, this is the most comfortable plane of world, bar none.

When the father and son arrived home, Jing Panpan had already prepared lunch - cold noodles, a special dish for summer.

The method is very simple.

After the water boils, add the vegetables, boil again, add the noodles, stir with chopsticks, boil again, remove the noodles and put them into the prepared boiled water to chill.

The noodle soup is scooped into a wooden basin and left to dry.

Lieutenant General Jing Yuan simply washed up. The brother and sister had already moved the dining table to under the old locust tree in the yard and set out the dishes and chopsticks.

As the saying goes, it’s nice to cool off under an old locust tree!

Lieutenant General Jing Yuan guaranteed based on his personal experience that there was absolutely no falsehood in these words.

The tree canopy is dense, the breeze is gentle and cool.

His eyes circled around the tree trunk, which was so thick that a man could hug it, for several times before he reluctantly looked away.

Phew, I really want to dig out the living space.

Lieutenant General Jing Yuan walked to the dining table and stood still, picking up the large coarse porcelain bowl and carefully observing his adopted son's movements.

Then he followed the instruction, scooped up half a bowl of noodles, scooped up three wooden spoons of noodle soup, then added sesame oil, vinegar, chopped green onion, thirteen spices and other seasonings into the bowl in turn, and stirred with chopsticks.

Finally, I picked two more garlic cloves.

The family of three ate the noodles with raw garlic in one go with gusto.

A large pot of noodles was cooked, and the three of them ate it all up, with not even any soup left.

Lieutenant General Jing Yuan rubbed his bloated stomach and burped.

Perhaps because the trauma of fleeing famine was too severe, the original owner was very obsessed with "eating enough".

Take noodles as an example. When the weather is good, we eat white noodles. When the weather is bad, we eat mixed noodles. If the situation is really bad, we just add more vegetables. In short, we must feel full right after eating.

As soon as Lieutenant General Jing Yuan stood up and stretched, the brother and sister had already cleaned up the dishes and brought them back to the kitchen.

10 minute later.

The family of three, carrying fishing nets, wooden barrels, willow baskets, bamboo baskets and other tools, walked straight towards the river north of the village.

After reaching the river bank, we walked upstream for a few hundred meters.

Jing Ping'an took off his shoes, rolled up his trouser legs, and went into the water. His movements were smooth and seamless.

Lieutenant General Jing Yuan took half a second to take the photo.

The river water was warm from the sun and flowed slowly over my feet.

I couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.

When I turned around, I saw that my adopted son had already put down the fishing net.

So he took the bamboo basket and gently approached the reeds.

After standing still, he stood still, staring at the water.

Aim for the right moment and quickly turn the bamboo basket upside down in the water.

Flutter...

Successfully caught a big fat fish.

Hahaha……

Lieutenant General Jing Yuan grabbed the fish with both hands, laughed heartily, straightened his body proudly, and secretly praised himself for his agility.

But I didn't expect that it would lead to a lot of complaints.

"Hey, Dad! Why are you laughing so loudly? You scared away all my fish."

Lieutenant General Jing Yuan was not going to tolerate it and started to retort, "Tsk! You've really become more capable!

If you can't catch any fish, look for the reasons within yourself.

My eyes were not sharp, my hands were not quick, and the fish escaped. Instead of reflecting on it, I blamed it on me. Why don't you go to heaven?"

With his blood suppressed, Jing Ping'an decisively shut up, took the willow basket and walked away silently.

Lieutenant General Jing Yuan turned his head to his well-behaved daughter who was catching snails by the river and shouted happily, "Pan Pan, Dad has caught a big fish, quickly hand over the bucket."

"okay."

Jing Panpan stood on the shore, holding a long bamboo pole in her hand, pushing the wooden barrel downstream to her father.

The water gurgles and the cicadas chirp.

An hour passed quickly.

When I got the net back home, I had a pretty good harvest, with a total of five fish weighing four or five kilograms.

As for those that are not heavy enough, they are just released into the wild.

The sun is setting, so it's time to go home and take a nap before going to work.

[Every spring, Jiudaowan Commune organizes villages along the river to scatter fish fry.

Villagers are not prohibited from catching a few fish occasionally to satisfy their hunger, but they are absolutely not allowed to catch large quantities of fish privately and sell them.

At the end of the year, we will organize winter fishing and distribute it throughout the county as New Year goods.

Living by the river, to a certain extent, the guerrilla village is not short of fish or good fishermen, but what it lacks is various condiments to remove the fishy smell and add fragrance.

Most of the time, when there is a shortage of food or when people are craving for meat, they go to the river to catch a few fish to fill their stomachs.

Therefore, in the guerrilla village, fish are not as popular as bird eggs.

Therefore, it is not so difficult to understand why Lieutenant General Jing Yuan was able to catch several fish in a short period of time.