Siheyuan: Bringing Warehouses to 1959

What grandma took out was a box of Golden Rooster biscuits, a tin box with a proud big rooster printed on one side and a red background underneath.

This box of biscuits is very precious, and only a few families in the city have one.

During the Chinese New Year last year, Zeng You went to a wealthy family to make clothes. The owner praised his craftsmanship, paid him generously, and finally gave him some rare snacks, this box of Golden Rooster Biscuits was one of them.

During the Chinese New Year, this box of Golden Rooster Biscuits was brought back for grandma to try. Grandma was reluctant to eat it, so she shared some with Zeng Youhuo's children and two girls. Half of it was left. Last time Zeng Wangcai came back and took it out to eat some, and now one third is left.

"Grandson, eat some biscuits and drink some water." Grandma put the box in front of her grandson and went to the kitchen to get a kitchen knife to pry open the biscuit lid.

This kind of box is of very good quality. After the lid is closed, it can play a certain sealing role. Ordinary people who are lucky enough to have such a box at home use it to store food like fried dough twists.

Therefore, it is a bit difficult to open the round lid on the box.

Zeng Wangcai did not refuse his grandmother's kindness. He took a kitchen knife and pried open the biscuit box. After nearly half a year, the biscuits inside were still very crispy and the taste had not changed much.

He took out the cookies and shared them with his brothers and sisters, leaving the empty box.

The grandmother did not stop her eldest grandson from spending his money. She smiled as she watched her grandchildren living in harmony.

After that, Zeng Wangcai took out the cloth bag and said, "Grandma, here are 50 kilograms of cornmeal, and a few kilograms of oil, and some soy sauce and vinegar. You can keep most of it. I met my eldest aunt on the way here just now. She and my youngest aunt will come over in the evening. I'll share some with their two families. I'll buy more for my family when I make money later."

"Okay, okay, that's a good arrangement, grandson." Grandma smiled even happier. "Don't buy it next time. There's not enough grain in the village, but the other food is much better than yours. Save the money for marrying a wife."

Grandma did not lie. As Zeng Wangcai traveled along the way, he found that natural disasters did not seem to be as serious as he had imagined, especially when he arrived at the village by the river. Perhaps because of the river, the crops in the fields grew well. However, in addition to growing grain, Zengzhuang also planted peanuts, sesame and other crops.

Zeng Wangcai didn't understand the situation just now, and after asking Zeng Bao he learned that several villages near Zengzhuang were assigned the task of planting these crops by the commune because of the good land market.

Seeing that her eldest grandson didn't pick up the topic of marrying a wife, the grandmother said with resentment: "Grandson, didn't you bring any candy or anything when you came back this time?"

"My friend, don't be anxious!" Zeng Wangcai asked Zeng Bao to carry the bag in, called all his brothers and sisters to come over, and gave out candies.

"Sister, sister, this is the candy. Xiaohuan eats this candy. It is so sweet..." Zeng Xiaohuan got three White Rabbit candies and stuffed one into her grandmother's mouth first, making up for her regret of not being able to bring back candy from the old city.

"Be good, one is enough for grandma..." Grandma held the candy in her mouth and refused the filial piety of her other granddaughters and grandsons.

After distributing a circle of candies, Zeng Wangcai wrapped the remaining candies, put them in a biscuit box and gave them to his grandmother.

Grandma took out a piece of paper from her pocket, counted out about a dozen candies and wrapped them up: "Grandson, why doesn't this candy have a candy wrapper?"

"I bought this directly from the sugar factory. I used my connections to get it. Now they don't allow me to buy it. I have to wait until after National Day to get it," Zeng Wangcai explained casually.

Rural people don’t know much about what’s happening in the city, so they can use supplies here with more peace of mind.

He was also very satisfied with the location of the Zeng family's house in the village. In a place like this, you can cook something delicious in the evening without others knowing, which can save a lot of trouble.

People always say that farmers are simple and honest, but in fact, there are bad people in the countryside, and there are also people who say "I can't stand it as long as you live better than me". In the past, there were many families fighting for irrigation water. There were even many people who were beaten to the point of brains bleeding because their own field ridges were dug a little more for a tree.

It’s just that now we eat from a big pot and everything is public, so there are fewer conflicts.

Grandma praised, "My eldest grandson is so capable," then wrapped the biscuit box with paper and carried it into the house. It was impossible to eat all the good things at once.

Zeng Wangcai didn't stay in the house for long. He told his grandmother that he wanted to take a look around the village, and then he took Zeng Bao away.

On the way, Zeng Wangcai stuffed a dozen Zhonghua cigarettes into Zeng Bao's pocket. It wasn't that he was reluctant to give a whole pack. There were so many cigarettes in his space, and only this Zhonghua was closer to the current appearance. Other cigarettes, such as Huanghelou 1916, were not even branded now...

"Xiaobao, let me ask you, has anyone in our village caught a big fish in the river?" Zeng Wangcai started talking about business.

"Yes, but it's hard to catch. There are no tools. Fishing takes too much effort. You can't catch it without some skills. Yangmao's father is a good fisherman. He once caught a big carp weighing three or four kilograms."

"Carp? Are there any other fish?"

"There are also grass carp, silver carp, bighead carp, etc. Why are you asking this?"

"Nothing, just asking, by the way, are there any wild animals, where can I hunt them?"

"Forget about hunting. It's easy to trap rabbits and pheasants, but other things are hard to catch. Take wild boars for example, they have thick skin and tough flesh. Unless you have the weapon I have, you'll have no choice but to run away if you encounter them."

Zeng Wangcai expected that there would be wild boars here, but he didn't know enough about the wild boars' true combat power.

You have to do things reasonably. It takes a gun to kill a wild boar. But you go to the mountains alone and easily capture a wild boar with a trap. Isn't that a joke?

Especially in front of Zeng Youhuo, an expert.

"Xiaobao, where can we kill wild boars? Let's go look for them tomorrow. Ask Xiaohu to come with us. You two can borrow your guns and ask for leave."

"No problem. You don't need to borrow the gun. It's usually under my control. Just ask for some more bullets. You wait here. I'll go back and get something..."

Zeng Wangcai doesn't know much about the current militia and firearms. Now the whole nation is training, and the number of militia has reached 20 to 30 percent of the total population. The firearms are also very powerful. Although they cannot be equipped with the Type 56 rifle that is only equipped in the army, they still have the Type 53 rifle.

In the militia company of Zengzhuang, there were still several Thompson submachine guns that had been captured previously.

It can be said that the current militia basically does everything that the army should do, except for not engaging in large-scale battles.

Zeng Bao ran back, dug out a pack of cigarettes and put it in his pocket.

As soon as he went out, he thought about it and ran back to find his grandmother: "Grandma, my brother wants to eat fish, do you know how to cook it?"

After saying that, Zeng Bao ran away.

Zhang Xiuzhi was holding a foot basin and walking barefoot on the stone road. In the foot basin was her harvest from the past few hours this morning. There were some eels, loaches, small fish and so on, which together weighed about four or five kilograms.

"Grandma, I'm back." Zhang Xiuzhi waved at her grandmother who was sitting at the door. She now spoke without much of the Sichuan and Chongqing accent and was worried that her grandmother wouldn't understand her.

"Xiuzhi, go wash your hands quickly. Grandma has something delicious for you to eat."

"What a good thing." Zhang Xiuzhi turned on the water to wash her hands, and suddenly thought of something, "Grandma, is your eldest grandson back?"

"Xiuzhi is smart. Come and have some candy. Wangcai bought it for you. He used his connections to get it..."

Well, when it came to grandma’s house, the White Rabbit became something Zeng Wangcai bought specifically for Zhang Xiuzhi.