Rebirth 1984 Wife and children are on the hot bed

The sun had completely set outside the window, and there were bursts of snowflakes floating in the sky.

There were the laughter and chatter of the villagers in the distance, the barking of dogs and the braying of donkeys, carried by the wind, so vague that they could not be heard clearly.

Xu Dahai's family of three were eating in a warm house.

"This braised crucian carp cost 4 yuan in total."

"What? How much!??" Wang Xiuxiu's almond-shaped eyes widened in surprise, and her chopsticks fell to the table.

"Ahem, it's 4 yuan. It's not expensive. That's the price."

"Dear mom, the big goose I bought last time was nearly 10 pounds after it was killed. The big goose only cost 6 yuan. I still think it's a bit expensive."

Wang Xiuxiu found it a little hard to accept it. Looking at Xu Dahai and then at the fish on the plate, she felt that Xu Dahai must have been cheated:

"Does such a small fish weigh two kilograms? In the spring, we can just go to the river and catch it ourselves. It doesn't cost a penny to catch a fish much bigger than this."

The roe deer is beaten with sticks to scoop up the fish, and the pheasant flies into the rice cooker.

This is indeed a true portrayal of the Northeast in this era.

Of course, this is not only the case in the Northeast, but also in many places in the pass. For example, the ditches and ridges are full of fish, and you can catch a bucket of them just by fishing.

fishing?

There is no need to fish at all. It is easy to catch so many that you can eat them all.

Stewing fish requires a lot of oil, and the source of oil in rural areas is basically buying fat pork, which consumes a lot of oil.

Pork is too expensive, and the meat you buy may still be fat and thin. It doesn’t consume much oil, so it is therefore precious.

It is very luxurious to stew fish in large amounts of lard.

Fish stewed without oil is unpalatable, and over time people don’t eat fish much.

"It's winter now. Besides, you missed the big goose when you bought it. Moreover, the goose is raw and the fish is cooked, so the price is much different."

Xu Dahai took a sip of wine and said with a smile: "It's just a few dollars, it's drizzle, and that's it. Xiao Tingzi, is the fish delicious?"

"It's delicious, hee hee." The little girl's eyes curved into crescent moons.

Instantly Wang Xiuxiu also laughed: "Eat, eat, this is the fish I bought for 4 yuan, it feels like gold."

After lights out.

Wang Xiuxiu lay on the warm quilt and asked, "Are you leaving tomorrow this time?"

"Let's rest for another day, and then run back to Guanli the day after tomorrow."

"Well, it's really time to take a rest." Wang Xiuxiu rested her little head on Xu Dahai's shoulder and fell asleep happily.

On a rare day off, Xu Dahai slept until 10 a.m. before getting up.

The three little girls, Xiao Tingzi, Xiao Hua, and Xiao Xiang, were running around in the outer room, and they were very lively.

wow~

Xu Dahai got up to get dressed, and the fat orange cat also got out of his bed. This guy slept in his bed all night.

The big orange cat shook its head quickly as if it was about to take off. It stretched its two front paws forward and lowered its body. After stretching beautifully, it walked to the edge of the kang to lick its paws and wash its face.

"Daddy is a lazy pig."

Xiao Tingzi opened the curtain and ran into the back room and suddenly said that she had gotten up long ago, much earlier than Xu Dahai.

"Hey, you little girl, don't disturb your father, come out quickly."

Wang Xiuxiu was wearing an apron and cooking with a shovel. She quickly entered the house and slipped the little girl out.

It was a very comfortable sleep.

I went to the thatched building to drain the water. When I came out, I saw that everything was covered in silver. The sunlight was reflected on the snow on the eaves, and was refracted with a gleam of light.

The roof, planks, stacks of firewood, stone mills, liuzhou, etc. are all covered with thick snow, with blunt edges, looking like white cakes.

In some areas of the pass, snow is put into jars in winter and turned into snow water, which is then used to treat prickly heat in summer.

But Xujiatun doesn’t have this habit.

The summer here is very short, only about half a month, and few people get prickly heat.

"Xiaohai, help me get some firewood." Wang Xiuxiu shouted from inside the room.

"Hmm, how much do you want?"

"As long as you can cook for once."

There is firewood in the barn, which is all chopped high-quality pine wood. After entering, you can smell a very pleasant pine wood fragrance.

After eating.

Xu Dahai found a novel "Vampire Moth" borrowed from Lao Wu in his hometown, which was also written by Gu Long.

"Are these books borrowed from Lao Wu in the village?" Wang Xiuxiu swept the floor with a broom.

The ground is dirt, but it has been stepped on firmly.

"Yes, Lao Wu has a lot of novels, you can read them as you like."

The big orange cat was lying on Xu Dahai's legs, coiled in a circle, its tail was slit, and its belly was rising and falling, snoring.

Xu Dahai glanced at the broom in Wang Xiuxiu's hand. He was so bald that only his tail was left.

"Why did this broom become like this? Buy one?"

"You don't have to buy it, just find someone to shoot one (pao, second sound). We still have sorghum poles at home, but I don't know who knows how to blast them with a broom."

Pao: Processing means making.

"This thing requires special tools. I remember my grandpa knew how to shoot it."

Xu Dahai put down his book, took the big fat cat aside, and went to the barn to pick the sorghum seedlings hanging on the wall.

"Do we still have so many sorghum seedlings? There are more than enough cannon handles and brooms."

"No, I stayed here specially in the autumn." Wang Xiuxiu stood at the door of the main house, talking to Xu Dahai who was standing at the door of the warehouse across the yard.

He took out a bundle of sorghum stalks, tied up the rest and hung them back on the wall.

When we walked through the crunching snow and arrived at Grandpa's courtyard, Grandpa was playing chess with Mr. Liu in the back room.

"Vault!"

"Armor!"

"Eat your cannon!"

"I'll eat your car!"

"Master, are you playing chess?"

Xu Dahai lowered his head and walked in through the low door of the hut. His thin, white-haired grandma was mending clothes and was about to get him a piece of fruit to eat.

Grandpa also looked over, and after knowing his purpose, he stopped playing chess and started looking for tools to make brooms.

"Hey, let's finish this game at least." Mr. Liu shouted.

"What are you doing? I'm waiting to use the broom. Business is important."

Grandpa said it righteously. He sat on the small bench, first selected the sorghum ears and clenched them tightly, then stretched his legs forward and kicked the iron pieces, and began to bind the sorghum poles with iron wires.

Xu Dahai squatted beside him and smiled without saying a word.

In fact, he understood that grandpa must be losing in the chess game.

Grandpa's skill in using broomsticks is quite high. A good broomstick has a large fan blade, is light, and is very easy to use.

"There are still these sorghum stalks left, why don't we use a cannon and a cooking broom?" Grandpa asked casually, grabbing the sorghum stalks.

"Okay."

A new broom for sweeping the floor and a new cooking broom for cleaning the pots. Xu Dahai took them back home.

As a result, when they were halfway there, they happened to meet Xu Youcheng and his cousin Yang Biao.

Xu Youcheng stared blankly at Xu Dahai with hostility.