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They didn't have any scruples, they went directly to the ground, spread their limbs, and cried out comfortably: "Wow, it's so comfortable!"

When Yang Hongying took a look, she let go completely, leaned back and lay down on the ground.

Gao Wenxue glanced at it, then looked away. After all, Yang Hongying was a young girl, so please don't take anything wrong.

On the contrary, Liu Qingshan had a smile in his eyes, he admired Yang Hongying's frankness.

The warm sun was shining on her face, and she was really comfortable. Before she knew it, Yang Hongying closed her eyes, she was too tired.

Feeling her lips being touched, Yang Hongying opened her eyes in shock, and in front of her eyes were the smiling faces of Caifeng and Shanxing.

The fourth child was still holding something in his hand, and was stuffing it into her mouth.

Yang Hongying's face flushed immediately, she thought someone was secretly kissing her just now.

She straightened up and sat up, and saw Shan Xing stretched out her small hand, the palm was a small black round fruit, slightly larger than a soybean.

"Teacher Yang, you eat, this is Heitian."

Shan Xing's big eyes looked over, they were so pure that Yang Hongying's heart was purified by it again.

So Yang Hongying took off her gloves, squeezed a grain into her mouth, took a bite, it was slightly sweet and sour, and the taste was not bad, so she smiled at Shan Xing: "It's delicious, you can eat it too."

Hei Tiantian is a small local wild fruit that matures in autumn. It is also called Hei Youyou, and its scientific name is Solanum nigrum.

"Teacher Yang, look at the Huang Youyou I picked, it's bigger and sweeter!"

Sifeng spread out her small hands, and wanted to share half with Yang Hongying.

Yeah!

Shan Xing next to her suddenly exclaimed: "Teacher, your hands are blistering!"

I saw three or four big blisters on Yang Hongying's palm, which were caused by rubbing the potatoes just now.

The two little brains came over at the same time, helped her blow together, and comforted: "Teacher, it won't hurt anymore."

At this moment, Yang Hongying only felt warmth in her heart, how could she feel pain?

Continuing to work, Liu Qingshan didn't dare to ask Yang Hongying to rub the mud anymore, and sent her to lead the two little guys to put potatoes into sacks together.

Yang Hongying pouted, feeling a little discriminated against: In terms of hard work, am I not on the same level as a six or seven-year-old kid?

But there's nothing I can do, my body doesn't live up to expectations, so I can only admit it.

I went home at noon and had a bite of rice, and continued to work in the afternoon. I harvested a total of more than ten sacks of potatoes. Liu Qingshan called the boss uncle to help him bring them home.

Everyone was exhausted, Lin Zhi made delicious food at home early, to reward the hard work at home.

Liu Qingshan was also quite tired, but he still held on and said: "I took back all the potatoes today, so I will use them to cook delicious food for you!"

Upon hearing this, the little old four who was already staggering up and down immediately jumped up and asked, "Brother, what's delicious?"

"You just wait to burst your stomach."

Liu Qingshan pawed at her antenna braids, and then began to peel the potatoes, cutting thick potato slices, as thick as chopsticks.

Then, he extravagantly spooned a few spoonfuls of lard into the pan, and the fourth child was immediately overjoyed: In this era, fried food represents the most delicious food.

Sprinkle some salt and pepper noodles on the cut potato slices. After the water comes out, sprinkle the dry starch and shake it in the pot for a while. After the starch is evenly spread on the surface of the potato slices, the oil in the pot is also hot. , Put it in the pan and fry it.

Fry until half-cooked, take it out and let it cool, and then fry it again. The potato chips in the pot immediately seemed to be blown, and both sides bulged up.

At this time, you can take it out and put it on a plate. Take a bite, the outside is fragrant and crispy, and the inside is very soft and glutinous. Everyone praises Liu Qingshan for his craftsmanship.

Everyone ate deliciously, Liu Qingshan was of course happy, and continued to enliven the atmosphere at the dinner table: "Today we are eating potatoes, comrades have worked hard, come on, each of you express your feelings in one sentence."

Yang Hongying looked at the big blisters on her hands, which were medals for hard work, and said with deep emotion, "Work is the hardest."

Of course Liu Qingshan also noticed the commemoration left on her hand, so he answered: "Labor is also the most glorious."

The fourth child tilted his head and thought for a while, then grinned and said, "Labor is the best food!"

Chapter 63 Mooncakes and Bean Cakes

After working for several days, most of the crops in the field were harvested and piled up in the yard, waiting to be played. Everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.

In the past few days, Liu Qingshan has had the hardest time working in the fields during the day and studying with his second sister at night.

Liu Yinfeng is a good student who is very conscientious and hardworking. Seeing the textbooks sent back by his younger brother, they were brand new and hadn’t even been turned over. He immediately became angry and supervised his reading and studying every night, reciting subjects that required rote memorization.

This is also Liu Qingshan's fault, running around every day, forgetting that he is still a student, and the books are almost covered with ashes.

Fortunately, early in the morning, the boss uncle drove the carriage and asked Liu Qingshan to go to the commune, followed by a carriage driven by Da Zhang Luo, who were going to the granary to sell bean cakes.

Isn't it because Secretary Sun of the commune led a lot of people to Jiapigou that day, and when he was happy, he helped approve three thousand catties of bean cakes to make pig feed, which is another form of reward.

Bean cakes are the residue left after soybean oil is squeezed, pressed into large round cakes with a diameter of half a meter. This thing is delicious, and it is definitely a must when mixed with pig feed.

Not to mention pigs, when there was a famine and starvation a few years ago, people couldn't eat this.

Finally liberated!

Liu Qingshan suddenly jumped onto the carriage, and then heard a whoosh sound, a book flew towards him and fell into his arms.

This was thrown by Liu Yinfeng who came out from behind: "Sanfenger, don't forget to memorize the book on the way, I will test you when you come back."

Second sister, you are trying to make me a nerd, right?

Liu Qingshan could only sigh in his heart, but on the way to the commune, he still concentrated on reciting the book.

Of course, his self-control is not comparable to that of those half-children. Some time ago, he was mainly busy with work and forgot. After that, he decided to set aside an hour or two every night to read and review.

First go to the commune yard and ask Secretary Sun for approval. Before leaving, Secretary Sun slipped two paper tickets to Liu Qingshan.

After he went out, he opened it and saw that it was stamped with the seal of the supply and marketing cooperative, and there were a few words: get two catties of moon cakes for free with the ticket.

moon cake?

Liu Qingshan thought for a while, and asked the boss uncle who was driving ahead: "Isn't tomorrow the August Festival?"

Locally, the Mid-Autumn Festival is called the August Festival, and the Dragon Boat Festival is called the May Festival.

"It seems so, I've been busy and forgot."

Uncle Boss replied casually, in fact, it’s not really that he’s too busy to forget, adults don’t remember it, but children still think about it, and don’t think about anything else, but also want to eat something delicious during the energy saving.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, even a piece of moon cake is fine.

The main reason is that this year's wheat was not sold to the grain depot, and the money was not exchanged. The family's original activity money was all invested in the cooperative. Everyone had no money, so they deliberately chose to forget it.

The new year is good, but ordinary life is hard.

"It's a big festival, why don't you have to ask everyone to eat a piece of moon cake, to celebrate the festival."

Liu Qingshan muttered, telling the boss uncle to go to the supply and marketing cooperative to see if there are any moon cakes for sale.

The boss uncle also scratched his head: "Qingshan, our loan is almost exhausted, we should tighten our belts and live a hard life for two years."

"The children are all looking forward to this." Liu Qingshan understands the thoughts of those children best, because there is a fourth child in his family.

Boss Che also thinks about the two youngest girls in the family. Waiting for tomorrow night, they will stretch out their little hands pitifully and ask him for mooncakes, and he...

Thinking about it, he couldn't help but feel sour in his heart: "Success, let's take a look first!"

In the supply and marketing cooperatives, there must be moon cakes for sale. The cheapest ones are one for four and one catty, and the five-headed ones are wrapped in butter paper and tied with paper strings.

Through the oily yellow paper, you can smell the fragrance coming from inside.

There are more advanced ones in paper boxes, with the words Chang'e flying to the moon printed on them, and the price is also more expensive: two yuan per box.

Liu Qingshan made some calculations, the entire Jiapigou villagers, with a family of nearly 200, just bought [-] yuan mooncakes, no matter what, everyone had to buy one.

So he said to the salesperson: "Comrade, give us an invoice for [-] catties of mooncakes."

The salesperson next to the counter was not frightened by the amount of [-] catties, and he didn't buy it from her house, so he was still lazy: "I want [-] catties of food stamps, do you have any?"

This is really not the case, this year has not paid the public food yet, so naturally no food stamps have been distributed.

"If you don't have food stamps to buy mooncakes, don't sell them!"

The salesperson grumbled, then stopped talking to Liu Qingshan and the three of them, and knit sweaters with his head bowed.

There is no way out, even if you add more money, people will not sell you.

Liu Qingshan had a four-kiloton mooncake ticket from Secretary Sun, but he couldn't get it, so he went back with four catties of mooncakes, what do you guys think?

The three of them left the supply and marketing cooperative rather disappointed, so they could only go to the grain depot first and get the bean cakes.

This one went quite smoothly, a large piece of golden bean cake was loaded onto the carriage, good guy, each piece was as big as a sewer cover.

Uncle Boss was overjoyed on the spot: "There are no moon cakes, let the little bunnies eat bean cakes when I go back, a piece of soybean cakes will be enough for them to eat on the fifteenth day of the next August!"

This joke is not funny at all, even calling Liu Qingshan a little sad.

On the two large carriages, stacks of soybean cakes were placed high up, and then they were tied with ropes, and they rattled out of the gate of the grain depot.

"Moon cakes, sell moon cakes!"

There was a yelling sound from the side of the road, Liu Qingshan thought he was crazy about moon cakes, and had hallucinations, because the sound was really not loud, as if he was suppressing his throat on purpose.

He looked around on both sides of the road, and he really found that there was a man squatting at the base of the wall of the veterinary hospital, holding a cardboard box in his arms, his eyes wandering around, as if he was ready to run away at any time .

Liu Qingshan jumped out of the car with a whoosh, and ran over, but the guy also crouched down, hugged the box and ran away.

"Hey, we are buying moon cakes, why are you running?"

Liu Qingshan yelled, selling moon cakes generously, why is it like a thief.

The man stopped when he heard the sound, looked back and saw the carriage and the goods on it, he felt relieved, and said with a smile:

"Little brother, there is no way, these days are strictly controlled."

Thinking about the current environment, Liu Qingshan suddenly realized, so he went over to see that the paper box was really filled with mooncakes.

Moreover, it seemed that the old mooncake molds were used for some years. The patterns and characters on the surface of the mooncakes looked very simple, so he asked casually, "Let me break a piece and see if it looks right?"

"Okay, I baked it at home, it doesn't matter if you try a piece."

The man was also quite refreshed, and directly broke a piece of moon cake and divided it into three parts. Once he broke it, the fragrance immediately came out.

Looking at it, there are plenty of sesame seeds and peanuts in the stuffing, and there are also brightly colored green and red silk, which is not worse than the ones sold by the supply and marketing cooperatives.

Liu Qingshan took a sip, and it was quite fragrant, so he asked, "Why do you sell these mooncakes?"

The man looked around: "One yuan and five catties, no food stamps, for retail, forty cents a piece."

No need for food stamps, the price is about the same as the supply and marketing cooperatives, Liu Qingshan made a decision on the spot: "How many yuan do you have in this box, we will cover it!"

"It's round?!"

The man was also taken aback, and then his face showed ecstasy. This box costs 50 yuan, even if someone buys it, it will cost three to five yuan, or two catties at most, and he will die.

"That's not enough points, do you still have any stock in your house?"

Liu Qingshan patted the man on the shoulder, brought him back to his senses, and then nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, how much do you need in total?"

"200 yuan, you see we buy so much, can you give me a wholesale price?"

"Okay, then I will give you one yuan and three catties, which is cheaper than the supply and marketing cooperative!"

In this way, after Liu Qingshan and the others went back to the main road of the commune, there were four more cardboard boxes on the carriage.

Uncle Boss and Da Zhang Luo were also happy from ear to ear at the moment, and they swung the whip with extra vigor.

It's all right now, after I go back, I have an explanation to the baby at home.

Adults have nothing to say about whether they eat or not. As parents, seeing their children happy is the happiest thing for them.

Just on the way, Liu Qingshan made another trip to the post office, and there was indeed a letter from his eldest brother-in-law and a heavy package.

He was familiar with the people in the post office, and when Liu Qingshan came, he asked Gao Wenxue for his hand stamp, so he took the things out smoothly.

Da Zhang Luo looked at the big package he was carrying, and immediately yelled: "Oh my god, it's the manuscript fee for literature again, how much does it cost?"

Liu Qingshan blinked his eyes, and was also happy: "I also think it's the manuscript fee, but I guess it's a sample book sent by the magazine."

The boss uncle also stroked his chest: "If it's all money, I don't dare to take it. I have to find a company of militiamen to help escort it back."

The three laughed, and the crowd who were about to gather around to watch the excitement dispersed immediately, and they all gathered around another large carriage to watch the excitement.

Liu Qingshan's eyes were sharp, and he saw that there seemed to be a butcher seller, so he also went over there.

Hey, it really sells meat, but it's not pork, but beef.

It turned out that this group belonged to the Qianqian brigade, and the cattle in the family ate soy beans and swelled to death, so they greeted the commune and slaughtered the meat for sale.