With a Door In Mind

By the time we got back to the village, the rain had completely stopped.

The river embankment is in the north of the village, and the place where the students live is also in the northernmost part of the village.

When I came to the place where I lived, I saw Teacher Yang standing at the door and looking around.

Come to the near.

Teacher Yang looked at the strings of fish in the hands of everyone and was surprised.

Then he turned to Zhou Xiaochuan with an ugly face and said, "Zhou Xiaochuan, what are you fooling around for? What should I do if there is a danger in the river?"

At this time, no one spoke.

Even Zhou Xiaochuan didn't defend it, what the other party said was the truth.

Seeing that everyone didn't speak, Teacher Yang looked at the fish and sighed.

"Okay, let's send the fish to the village headquarter."

Zhou Xiaochuan nodded when he heard the words. He turned to Zhang Dazhuang and said:

"Da Zhuang, keep a little bit, and send the rest to the village headquarter."

Everyone's eyes lit up when they heard him say to stay a little longer.

One person picked a big one and kept it. Zhang Dazhuang took the rest of the fish to the village.

Teacher Yang hesitated for a while, but did not stop.

The others returned to the house and saw some water droplets falling from the roof. The quilt on top was already a little wet.

Only then did everyone react, and they all forgot to come and see it when it was raining. I didn't expect it to leak.

He hurriedly hung up the wet quilt. If it didn't work, it could only be used as a back pad at night.

Fortunately, there was not much leakage, so the surface of the quilt was a little wet.

Zhou Xiaochuan found a bag under Teacher Yang's bed with some small potatoes in it. About a dozen pounds.

But the other party didn't take it out. Others didn't even look.

The fisherman came back with some blue bricks and a big iron pot. There are also several hundred catties of grain behind.

Those who didn't know it thought it was for cooking for everyone.

"Mr. Yang, Grandpa Six told you. There is too much wet food, let us help to simmer and dry it together."

Teacher Yang nodded when he heard the words. If it doesn't rain tomorrow, it will be better. If it rains for a few days, the wheat will sprout.

A simple stove is a good fit, just put an iron pot on the bricks on three sides.

Teacher Yang asked others to find some firewood nearby, but he brought a few people to make some mud, and quickly built a simple stove.

It's not time to eat yet.

A group of people got some water and just washed it as if they had taken a shower, and then they all gathered in front of Teacher Yang.

The iron pot has not been put on it, because the mud is still thin.

The firewood picked up by the classmates was burning on the stove. This was to dry the mud first.

Seeing that the fire was burning, Zhou Xiaochuan explained to Zhang Dazhuang next to him in a low voice.

Hearing the words, the other party left with the students.

After a while, I saw that each student was using a stick to skewer this washed fish.

They all looked at Teacher Yang with hope.

Seeing this, the other party said angrily; "You guys think how long will it take to bake such a small stove and it's a waste of fish to grill."

Everyone heard that you look at me, I look at you.

Yes, when will this be baked?

Teacher Yang didn't care about them, and burned the stove on his own.

When the others saw this, they could only put down the fish in their hands and waited beside them.

It burned for almost an hour, and when everyone thought it could be used, the whistle for the meal in the village rang.

Everyone could only reluctantly watch the fish go to the cafeteria to eat.

The old village chief just knew how to live, even if there were hundreds of catties of fish sent by everyone, he didn't make any mess.

The fish soup is still like water.

The old village chief was talking to Teacher Yang, which meant thanking the students for the fish.

Clear water porridge, clear water soup, and some boiled wild vegetables.

During the meal, everyone heard the fellow villagers talking.

The eldest girl and the little daughter-in-law gathered together and talked about gossip in the village.

"Hey, you said that this guy in Yuanzi is about to get a daughter-in-law, so why hasn't there been any movement."

"You ask me, how do I know."

"I just said that Yuanzi shouldn't go to his daughter-in-law at this time, because he can't support himself."

"Then what should I do? He is the only man in his family. Otherwise, Aunt Qun wouldn't kneel and beg Uncle Six, and found him someone to escape."

"But that girl Xiu'er is so thin, it's not because she's hungry and can't give birth, right?"

"Who knows, it's really uncertain."

Everyone, especially these students, listened with relish.

And men's topics are mostly about food.

"San'er, I don't know if I will pay the surplus grain this year."

"It's all like this, where did the surplus food come from?"

"Perhaps!"

"I heard what the accountant said, he made a rough estimate. If we don't pay the surplus food, we can share about 30 kilograms."

"Thirty catties. It is estimated that there will be no surplus grain this year."

"A lot? There are still three or four months until the autumn harvest. Seven or eight catties a month. Three taels of grain a day are not enough. It's not enough to stick between the teeth."

"Come on, you can be content. Didn't you hear what the captain said? Go north, I heard that the bark over there is eaten up."

"Hey, I don't know when this drought will pass."

Everyone came back with a full stomach.

Back at the place where I live, the residual heat has already burned the stove firmly.

Mr. Yang looked at the hopeful eyes, hesitated for a while, but still stewed the fish.

The iron pot is very large, about one meter in diameter, but it took a few pots to cook all the fish.

I didn't put any oil, I just took a little salt from Da Zhuang's house.

A group of people gathered around the pot, who cares about men and women. Not clean. If you don't have chopsticks, use sticks, and if you don't have soup, use a kettle.

The taste of the fish soup made is still very fishy, ​​but a group of half-sized children are satisfied.

The soup was drunk cleanly.

Even the fish bones were chewed up.

Teacher Yang didn't take out his bag until he finished eating the fish.

Probably for emergency use.

When we are full, we have to work, but there is only one pot, and everyone takes turns.

A group of five people started to fry the wheat.

There were not so many shovels, so I took a few wooden boards from the village department and kept stirring them in the pot.

Mr. Yang controlled the size of the fire below, and stood up from time to time to look over the fire.

Suddenly, the smell of fried wheat came from the house.

Smelling the smell, everyone swallowed their saliva unconsciously. I wanted to eat it, but no one dared to steal it.

Pick up a few grains at most and chew them in your mouth.

The others went to bed, and changed groups of people within an hour.

Zhou Xiaochuan and Zhang Dazhuang finished frying the wheat and went back to the house to call the next group of people to work.

People who are asleep don't want to get up, but there is no way.

"Touch... touch..."

A few people were just about to lie down when a gunshot came from outside.

Zhou Xiaochuan heard the sound and sat up, only to see the excitement outside.

The classmates who were not asleep were also woken up by the voices of others talking.

"Is this the sound of gunshots? Let's go and see what's wrong?"

After all, children are children, and they like to join wherever they are lively. Especially the sound of gunfire.

After everyone came out, they saw a group of people returning from a distance with lanterns and walking towards the village headquarters.

Zhou Xiaochuan and others came to the village office curiously, only to see a group of people gathered around and looking at it.

When he came to the place, Zhou Xiaochuan saw what it was.

A wild boar weighing about 200 catties.

There were also voices of discussion from the crowd.

"I haven't seen this guy for years."

"Yeah, I used to be afraid of this guy coming, but now I've been looking forward to it, but it hasn't come."

"I'm finally going to see the meat."

When everyone saw this, their faces were filled with joy.

The old village chief said to the others, "Hurry back and simmer the wheat. Eat meat tomorrow."

Zhou Xiaochuan looked at Zhang Dazhuang next to him and asked suspiciously, "Didn't you say there are no wild boars?"

Zhang Dazhuang heard the words and said, "Yes, there are no wild boars nearby, but a few ran over a few years ago. They were chased away. They said they came out of the woods in the bay."

Zhou Xiaochuan heard the words softly.

After watching the excitement, everyone hurried back home. There was still so much wheat left at home.

Zhou Xiaochuan found an excuse to go to the toilet. slipped out.

After looking around outside, I couldn't find any good location. At this time, I saw the patrolling militiamen coming here with them waiting.

Zhou Xiaochuan looked at a large deep pit next to it, which was used for water storage in private plots.

It's not very deep. If the boar falls in, it will come out very quickly.

But this should be enough for these people to operate.

Throwing the wild boar into the pit, there was a sudden cry.

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When the patroller heard the sound, he was immediately shocked.

It is very dangerous to encounter wild boars this night.

The four of them hesitated and walked towards here. I saw a 500-pound wild boar lying and struggling in the pit.

The leader looked surprised when he saw this. "Broken leg. Shoot."

"Touch touch..."

Immediately, another gunshot was heard.

Zhou Xiaochuan hid nearby and watched as the wild boar was about to die, so he sneaked back.

When he came back, there was no one in the house.

After a while, a group of people came back excitedly.

When Zhang Dazhuang and the others came back, they said excitedly:

"Xiaochuan, didn't you see it? The militia team just caught another big wild boar. Good guy, it's really big, it weighs several hundred kilograms."

Then he said to himself, "I'm sure there will be meat in the village now."

When the others heard the words, they also had happy expressions on their faces.

Everyone took turns working all night, and only then did several hundred catties of wheat dry.

However, it was raining lightly outside.

Carrying the grain to the village headquarters, I saw someone coming to deliver the grain, and someone beside me weighing and registering.

Teacher Yang led someone to weigh and hand over the food.

The old village chief looked at the weather outside and was a little worried.

PS: I always thought that wild boars are only found in the mountains. After searching a lot of plains, there are also incidents of pigs hurting people. Only then did I know that wild boars are not a special product of the mountains.

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