The Siheyuan of the Young Educated Youth

When she came back at noon, Qi Feifei deliberately passed by the yard. She remembered that the production team planted castor beans and she could get a handful of seeds to plant.

The soybeans in the yard have been pressed out and piled up.

Some people were winnowing the grain, some were wearing hoods and sweeping the bean pods with big brooms, and some were crushing the half-beans with winnowing baskets and picking out the good beans mixed in.

Those who do yard work are all older male villagers.

Because the work in the yard requires technical experience.

If you crush the bean pods too lightly, the pods will fall down without being opened. If you crush them too hard, the good beans will be crushed, which is a pity.

The same goes for winnowing, it requires skill.

Let the good food fall where it should fall.

An unskilled person may scatter the grain everywhere, or may winnow the good grain to the downwind, thus failing to achieve the purpose of winnowing.

The same applies to sweeping the bean pod skins. The intensity of the sweeping is important so that the skins are swept away without taking away the grains.

These are all delicate jobs.

A lot of golden soybeans have been winnowed in the middle of the yard.

Everyone who passed by saw it and smiled with happiness and joy on their face.

Qi Feifei and the others went around from the upper wind direction.

Qi Feifei stopped beside the pile of sesame seeds for a while and rubbed the tops of the seeds twice.

The sesame seeds were dry and fell off easily if rubbed. She quickly picked up two handfuls, put them in her pocket, and walked away.

Wang Bin and the other three were blocking the way, so no one noticed.

But they heard a sound behind the rice stack.

Li Dacheng said to Zhang Chunxiang, "Xiaoxiang, the soybeans are harvested today. The production team will thresh the millet overnight and make sorghum rice and tofu soup in the middle of the night.

I'll send it to you at midnight, and you'll come out as soon as I meow like a cat."

Zhang Chunxiang hesitated a little, "It's the middle of the night, what if someone sees us?"

Li Dacheng was a little embarrassed. "But the tofu won't keep well. It will probably turn sour by dawn. What should I do?"

Zhang Chunxiang wrapped her braids with her hands, lowered her head, and said softly, "You can eat it yourself!"

Li Dacheng felt soft in the heart, as sweet as if he had drunk honey.

"But I just want to give it to you. I'll be happy if you eat it."

Li Dacheng reached out and gently touched the back of Zhang Chunxiang's hand.

Zhang Chunxiang blushed, "You should go first, don't let others see you."

Then he turned and ran away.

Li Dacheng watched her run away, stretched out his hands in front of him, and smiled foolishly.

When Qi Feifei and others heard that the tofu shop was going to open, their eyes lit up.

The tofu shop in the village starts making tofu in the fall and finishes in the spring.

One is that there is not enough soybeans, and the other is that tofu tends to become sour when the weather is hot.

The main reason is that there is a shortage of soybeans. We have to pay them to the government, but every family has to keep some for making soybean paste.

The remaining ones can be exchanged for tofu.

After discussing it, a few people decided to let Pan Xiaowen go and tell Dou Guaner first.

If they can pick up big pieces of tofu tomorrow, they will pick up two.

The soybeans haven’t been divided yet, so you can keep a record of them first. If you want to pay for them, you can pay for them.

Pan Xiaowen is small, smiles first when he speaks, and is popular.

He must be sent to do this job.

Pan Xiaowen wanted to go immediately, but Qi Feifei pulled him back.

"Go in the evening, after dinner. Maybe you can even get a bowl of soy milk."

Pan Xiaowen was so happy that he couldn't stop smiling, as if he had already drunk soy milk.

Qi Feifei winked at him and said, "Bring an enamel pot with a spoonful of sugar in it at night."

Pan Xiaowen, "Hehehe, hehehe, okay."

Xu Zhiqiang leaned over to Pan Xiaowen's ear and said, "Xiaowen, can you bring me back half a jar? I'll help you cut a ridge tomorrow."

Pan Xiaowen, "Why don't you go by yourself?"

Xu Zhiqiang, "I'm not familiar with Douguaner, he can't give it to me."

Pan Xiaowen was also easy to talk to. "Okay, if he gives it to me, I'll bring it back and we can share it among the four of us."

Qi Feifei had sharp ears and heard everything.

"You better save your energy. If you drink it secretly somewhere else and bring it back and let others see it, it will have a bad impact."

When the two men heard Qi Feifei speaking, they quieted down.

After walking for a while, Qi Feifei said, "Xu Zhiqiang, you can come with us. We'll get to know each other later. You will be responsible for buying tofu.

Get along well with Douguaner, be nicer to him, and try to learn how to make tofu from him in the future.

Even if it means paying tuition fees.”

Xu Zhiqiang didn't understand. Although making tofu was a technical job, it took less than half a year to complete. It was also hard work. He had to get up in the middle of the night every day to grind the mill and make tofu.

He doesn't want to do it.

"Why? It doesn't earn you any more work points."

Qi Feifei, "You promised to help me with work for a year. When your tofu is ready, help me make tofu for a year.

Don't worry, I'll give you work points."

Xu Zhiqiang was confused, "Where can I make tofu for you?"

Qi Feifei, "That day will come, there's no rush.

If you don’t want to at that time, teach me a disciple and I will let you go.”

Xu Zhiqiang didn't worry about it. He thought that no matter what job he did, he would have to work all year round. Douguan'er didn't eat as well as he did every day.

If I could make tofu every day, I would have soy milk to drink every day, which would be even better.

When they returned home, Wang Bin didn't let Qi Feifei cook. He asked her to go to sleep and he did it himself.

Qi Feifei was not polite and took out a small can from the box, which contained half a can of animal oil.

He took out another paper of noodles and four eggs.

He ordered Xu Zhiqiang to take out the jars that the male educated youth had used to pickle pickles and hang them to dry.

I went back to my room and went to sleep.

After Wang Bin finished cooking, he woke her up and ate.

Tomato noodles, poached eggs, and leftover pancakes from the morning.

Wang Bin’s cooking skills are pretty good and the noodles he makes are delicious.

Qi Feifei said, "I didn't realize you could cook."

Wang Bin: "It was simple. My mother didn't take care of me or us before. When I was hungry, I would cook porridge or noodles by myself."

Qi Feifei, "Your skills are not bad. If you practice more, you will be able to do anything. Why don't you cook for everyone every day?"

Wang Bin never thought that this job would fall on him.

"Ah? I can make a few."

Qi Feifei, "It's okay. I'll teach you if you don't know how to do it. It doesn't matter what you do. It's much easier than running in the mountains with me every day."

Wang Bin wanted to say, "But..."

Qi Feifei, "That's settled. I'm going to bed."

Wang Bin: Ah?

Qi Feifei got up and went into the house.

Meimei took a nap and felt refreshed.

When he started working in the afternoon, he was like a "hero" again.

If she lets go, even those who take the lead will not be as fast as her.

This piece of land is triangular in shape. The ridges cut in the afternoon were relatively short. Some people cut long ridges, while others cut short ridges.

After finishing the harvest, the first ones will be taken to the cornfield to harvest corn.

Whoever else has finished cutting the grass can go over there.

Qi Feifei and his group of row leaders were the last group to arrive.

The few people were not in a hurry. After harvesting the millet, they walked leisurely towards the cornfield.

Qi Feifei heard some noise in the woods by the roadside.

"You go ahead, I'll be here in a minute."

Then he went into the woods.

It would be awkward for everyone to follow him because it would be embarrassing if he went to the toilet.

We continued to stroll forward.