Traveling through the 70s: First Love Face Green Tea

Half a month later, in addition to sweet potato flour, the Qingshan brigade also added biscuits, jujube cakes, and mung bean cakes. It was so busy that the air was filled with fragrance, and the children even liked to play around in the grain drying field.

Income is rising sharply, but Gu Jianguo is not too happy. In the past half month, there has been no rain at all. The ground is cracked and the crops are wilting. I heard that other brigades are seriously affected. The crops in the fields have dried up.

No matter how much money I make, I still don’t have tickets. I won’t be able to buy food when the time comes, and I can’t use this money to save my life.

Except for the children, the elderly people all lived a hard life. It didn't rain that day, and everyone was very sad. In addition to going to work and watering the fields, everyone went to the mountains to try their best. They packed all the edible things into the house, everyone was in a hurry, and they were not as chatty as before.

"Tutu~" The sound of the tractor came from far away. The elderly people waiting at the entrance of the village had a trace of hope in their cloudy eyes, hoping that they would bring back good news. The younger children swarmed after them, "Oh oh Oh~ The tractor is back~ I can ride on the tractor again, Brother Jiang Ming~ Brother Jiang Ming, I want to ride on the tractor." A group of little carrot heads croaked like frogs in the pond.

Just as the child was about to run up to him, Gu Jiangming also stopped the tractor and told Gu Fengnian and Li Guohong who were in the back of the truck: "You two, pick him up and keep an eye on him." After all, it wasn't far away, so let the child We can sit and be happy all day long.

"Brother Gouzi, hug~hug!" Seeing everyone else going up, the remaining little carrot heads stretched out their arms and shouted anxiously.

Gu Fengnian slapped his butt directly: "Can you call me Brother Gouzi? Call me Brother Fengnian, otherwise I won't let you ride on the tractor." He has a serious job now, and he still barks like Gouzi Gouzi. How unpleasant to hear.

After being beaten, Dog Ya covered his butt with both hands. He was afraid that he would not be able to ride on the tractor and would be laughed at by his friends: "Brother Fengnian, Dog Ya is wrong. Dog Ya will no longer call Brother Fengnian or Brother Gouzi." Everyone got up. , but he didn’t get on, and heard the churning noise of the tractor again. He was so anxious that he almost cried, “Brother Fengnian, hurry up and carry me up, Jiang Ming is about to drive away.” He started crying when he saw the wheels turning, and his nose was dripping with mucus. The swaying.

"Come out!" Gu Fengnian put him on the bed of the car, and then quickly climbed up.

"Second uncle, why are you sitting here? Have you eaten?" It's noon, and the sun-baked person is feeling anxious. The second uncle is 82 years old. He usually has nothing to do and just sits in his yard, or Right in front of the courtyard gate, why are you here now?

"Boy Jiang, the second uncle is here waiting for you to come back. How is the situation outside?" It was so hot these days that he couldn't stay at home, so he went out to wait for news.

Gu Jiangming and others felt their hearts sinking when they thought about what they had seen outside in the past few days. Their brigade was pretty good. There was a river. When the fields were dry, they could still carry water to drench them. Those who were far away from the river had to wait for three months. There was no rain, the crops had died due to drought, and the ground was cracked like a turtle shell. The cracks were big enough to fit a fist in.

In some places in the mountains, life was already hard, and there was nothing to be done about it. People were so thin that there was only a layer of skin left. When I saw them, there was hunger and thirst in my eyes. , like a wolf that has been hungry for a long time, excited at the sight of food. If they hadn't been prepared and took out two polished machetes, they probably wouldn't have come back intact.

But few people dared to tell the truth, fearing that the second uncle would not be able to bear it when he was old, and it would be bad then.

Looking at those eyes that were filled with wind and frost and clouded with expectation, Gu Jiangming's eyes darkened and he responded in a dry voice: "Second uncle, the situation outside is similar to ours. The water is running out in some places, so we have to prepare." .

Some families are having a hard time and have many children, and they have long been out of food.

A few who couldn't survive hanged themselves at home.

Those are scary mountains that no one has ever set foot in. Some go in just to survive and give their children a bite to eat, and never come out again. Some are lucky enough to find some food.

The second uncle has lived for most of his life, with half of his feet buried in the soil. How could he not know that the situation outside is only more severe than what Jiang Xiaozi said. He couldn't help but shed tears on his face and murmured. He said: "God really doesn't want people to live! If it doesn't rain, the crops in the field will be fine. God, please open your eyes." The crutch fell to the ground, and his withered hands clapped his thighs and wailed.

Baozi, who was originally happily gathered around the tractor with his friends, heard his great-grandpa cry, and ran over quickly with his short legs. He raised his little face and asked with tears in his arms: "Wow, wow, great-grandpa, what are you doing?" Why are you crying? Why don't you try to bully Uncle Jiang?"

He clenched his little fists and shouted angrily at Gu Jiangming while crying: "Uncle Jiang, you are bullying Grandpa Wo. I want to tell Father Wo to beat the shit out of you." Grandpa usually loves him the most.

"Baozi, my golden grandson! This severe drought is coming, and the crops in the fields will lose their yields. You are still so young, what can you do?" The second uncle cried. His parents were Because the big man left, he, a half-year-old boy, and his younger brothers and sisters managed to survive by eating Guanyin soil from the bark of trees.

But only two of his three brothers survived, his sister was gone, and only one of his three sisters survived. He would never forget how painful and terrible those days were in his life.

"Great grandpa, Baozi will eat less in the future, and save it for great grandpa." Baozi hugged the second uncle and cried while holding his mouth.

This sentence opened up the second uncle's hidden sorrow. Back then, his parents had to feed them to save food rations and starve to death. The adults in the family fell, and other people around the village pounced on him like hungry wolves.

If my parents hadn't been kind-hearted and made good friends with everyone in the village, everyone would have picked up the guy to help.

But there has been a drought for more than a year. Let alone the flesh, the bark of the trees has been scraped clean. Everyone has long forgotten that human nature has long gone crazy during long-term hunger. They are like a drop of water falling into a boiling oil pan. .

What's more, this is not the first time they have done this. People in this village don't eat two-legged sheep, so they are waiting for others to fall every day so that they can share the food...

In that melee, several people died, including his elder sister and two younger sisters. The look in the eyes of those people at that time, watching them licking their lips and staring directly with deep eyes, still makes people sad to this day. He shuddered.

Although his parents were saved in the end, his elder sister and two younger sisters were also gone.

The second uncle shed tears of grief on his bark-like face. He promised his parents to take good care of his sister and younger siblings, but he broke his promise. During that time, he always dreamed that his parents blamed him.

"Mom and dad, please wait a moment. Daniel will go down to make amends with you two elders in person soon." He touched Baozi's face lovingly: "You don't have to leave Baozi for your great grandfather. Baozi must eat well, grow taller, and go to school." Study and become a city dweller."

Baozi frowned: "When Baozi is full, he will grow taller. When he grows up, he will be filial to his great-grandfather." But he thought in his mind that when it was time to eat in the evening, he would hide the buns and save them for his great-grandpa.