Siheyuan, the opening gun is aimed at Yi Zhonghai

The clever girl walked through the cornfield. When she saw larger corn cobs, she would tear open the husks to see how the corn inside was growing. She would then pinch the corn kernels with her fingernails. Only when water could be squeezed out would she break them off and throw them on the open space beside her. Soon, there were more than a dozen cobs of corn on the open space.

Corn is the name used by people in the north. The more official name is corn. In the area of ​​​​Sijiucheng, it should be called "corn". This is how corn flour came about.

"Zhou Hanqing, come here." She waved to Zhou Zheng.

When Zhou Zheng saw her waving at him, he walked towards the corn field and stepped over the vegetable field carefully for fear of stepping on her vegetables.

When I got closer, I saw more than ten cobs of corn on the open space. I couldn't help but feel more favorable towards this generous girl.

"No need to say so much, you are too polite." At this moment Zhou Zheng himself felt hypocritical, but... maybe people are hypocritical by nature.

Tian Xinyue wiped the sweat from her forehead and smiled warmly: "Why are you being polite? They are all grown at home and are not worth much. Just enjoy them."

Then she told Zhou Zhenglai: "Classmate Hanqing, come and give us a hand. Let's get the corn out together."

Zhou Zheng squatted down, picked up a corner of his clothes to form a makeshift bag, and stuffed the corn cobs on the ground into the bag one by one. He should have put in 13 cobs before the bag became so bulging that it could no longer hold any more.

Tian Xinyue wiped the corner of her mouth and looked at Zhou Zheng like a pervert, laughing: "Wow, you are quite good looking, with those abdominal muscles."

"Ah!" Zhou Zheng's face turned red with embarrassment. He didn't expect Tian Xinyue was teasing him again.

But what she said was not wrong. Zhou Zheng has been practicing Bajiquan every day since he came here through time, so it is normal for him to have eight perfect abdominal muscles.

Tian Xinyue also squatted down, and imitated Zhou Zheng to lift the hem of her skirt to make a makeshift net bag, put the remaining corn cobs in it, and deliberately exposed a piece of fair skin for Zhou Zheng to see.

"Hehe, let me show you too. Does it look good?"

Zhou Zheng really wanted to say it was beautiful, that all girls’ skin was beautiful, but he couldn’t say it and just blushed.

He had this problem before he traveled through time. He would blush when he met a pretty girl and said something ambiguous. This problem did not improve until he went to college.

Unexpectedly, this problem became more serious when he traveled back to the 50s.

"Come on, why are you standing there? Do you want to see more? Here, I'll show you one last time."

"No... Let's go, they must be getting anxious waiting." Zhou Zheng hurriedly avoided Tian Xinyue's sight and walked back in a hurry.

And Tian Xinyue giggled behind him as if she had won a battle.

The boys and girls chasing each other in the woods form a beautiful picture.

When Zhou Zheng and Tian Xinyue returned to the field, they threw all the corn cobs on the ground. Tian Xinyue said to Xu Jianjun and the others while adjusting her skirt:

"Let's build a fire here. There are some dry branches over there. Does anyone have any matches?"

"By the way, don't throw away the corn husks. You can save them to use as butt pads."

Zhao Jianguo took out a box of matches from his pocket and handed it to Tian Xinyue: "Here, I have matches."

Tian Xinyue handed the match to Zhou Zheng again.

"Don't count on me. I can't light a fire."

Zhou Zheng threw it directly to Xu Jianjun, raised his eyebrows and said nothing.

Xu Jianjun said funny: "Damn, it's always me, right? Sometimes I even think I might be your father."

Wang Shengli glanced at Xu Jianjun and smiled slyly: "Hehe, it's not impossible. You pay my tuition first, and I can consider letting you become my godfather."

Perhaps only Zhou Zheng could hear the wit of Wang Shengli.

But before Xu Jianjun could fall for it, he was stopped by Wan Jingliang.

He looked speechless:

"Stop being so funny and go pick up some dry branches. You don't even want to eat roasted corn, do you?"

"..."

There were many dry branches around Tian Xinyue's vegetable garden. There was no need to search hard for them. Everyone just took a handful and piled them into a firewood pile.

Xu Jianjun then lit the pile of firewood, and everyone started to shell the corn cobs together.

If you pinch the fresh corn lightly with your fingers, it will spray out white juice, which tastes sweet in your mouth.

Zhou Zheng even joked, pretending that the corn could talk: "Be gentle, it hurts..."

Unfortunately, no one could understand that Zhou was driving.

The flames crackled and jumped on the pile of firewood, and blue smoke curled up.

Wang Shengli used a wooden stick to string a corn cob on top of the fire and couldn't wait to roast it, which attracted Xu Jianjun's ridicule: "You are stupid, wait until the carbon is produced before roasting it, otherwise it will smell like hut smoke."

But Wang Shengli stubbornly continued roasting corn, saying stubbornly: "You are stupid, I just like to eat flavorful food, okay?"

"Well, no one cares about you." Xu Jianjun shrugged.

Tian Xinyue suggested: "Let's sing."

"What to sing?" Zhou Zheng asked.

Wan Jingliang interjected: "My Motherland"

"Then I'll take the lead," Tian Xinyue said playfully.

"A big river with wide waves, one or two!"

Zhou Zheng and the others also started singing along.

“A big river with wide waves, the wind blowing the fragrance of rice flowers on both sides;

My family lives on the shore, and I am used to hearing the boatman's horn and seeing the white sails on the boat.

A big river with wide waves..."

The singing was neat, melodious and pleasant, echoing gently in the woods, as if stirring up thousands of green waves rolling forward.

Sincere smiles, young faces, bonfires, boys, girls, and years.

Decorated with the two words "happiness".

I believe that many years later when they recall this scene today, they will have sweet smiles on their faces.

After the song ended, Tian Xinyue started a new song.

"The full moon has risen in the sky, one, two!"

Only Zhou Zheng can sing the song this time.

"The fifteenth moon has risen in the sky, why is there no cloud beside it? I am waiting for the beautiful girl.

Why haven’t you come yet? If there is no rain from the sky…”

This song also became a love duet between Zhou Zheng and Tian Xinyue.

The singing was also extremely beautiful, every word made my heart tremble, and every word touched my heart.

But they said that they met too late, and their eyes were filled with longing.

Xu Jianjun and the others were quite tactful and used their hands to beat the rhythm, cooperating well with each other.

Another song ended, Zhou Zheng and Tian Xinyue looked at each other and smiled.

By this time, the bonfire was almost burned out and charcoal was produced.

So everyone continued singing while picking up corn and roasting it near the fire.

The sound of joy continues.

In that era, roasting corn was an entertainment activity that both boys and girls could participate in. Yes, it was indeed an entertainment activity.

But such a simple dish of roasted corn can make a group of children happy.

The roasted corn just taken out of the charcoal fire is still steaming. The golden corn kernels are slightly opened by the roasting, exuding an attractive aroma. Take a bite, the skin is crispy, the inside is soft and glutinous, and the sweet taste spreads in your mouth. Each corn kernel is full of the warmth of the charcoal fire and the unique flavor, which makes people linger.

The best roast among them is undoubtedly Zhou Zheng.

Originally, he didn't know how to roast corn, but that didn't stop him from discussing the techniques of roasting corn with Xu Jianjun. He had the "other people's children's learning card", which allowed him to absorb Xu Jianjun's corn-roasting techniques and continue to improve on this basis. Naturally, he was much better than Xu Jianjun.

The second is Xu Jianjun. The technology comes from him. Not to mention, this guy’s life skills are basically maxed out.

Of course, this is just an exaggeration, but at least it shows that he is very lively.

Then there is Tian Xinyue, a girl who is more thoughtful and clever, and can handle both housework and housework.

The food cooked by Wan Jingliang, Tan Xuedong and Zhao Jianguo was mediocre and barely edible.

But Zhao Jianguo's performance was slightly better than Wan Jingliang and Tan Xuedong. Wan Jingliang was the worst, which is understandable since he has a father who is a director.

Wang Shengli’s roasted corn is of the worst quality. Who told him not to listen to advice?

Haha, roasting it over an open fire, you can tell with your feet that this is not right.

However, seeing Wang Shengli's mouth full of black ash, everyone laughed unkindly.

"Pfft hahaha!"

"Pfft haha..."