The educated youth was reborn and wanted to disappear, but he was locked into a military marriage.

Father and son, you look at me and I look at you. Luo Ye doesn't know, and Luo Tingyuan doesn't know either.

But I haven't eaten for a day, and I am really hungry. The soup in the rice bowl is not delicious when it is cold. There are still some egg drops floating on it. The father and son just stare at Tan Huang'er. You take a bite and I drink the soup first. .

It wasn't until the soup reached the bottom that the two of them decided to share one of them and eat the remaining three. If there was no food tomorrow, they would share another one in the morning and one each at noon.

After discussing it, Luo Tingyuan broke the yellow piece into two pieces, tilted his hand, made one side larger and the other smaller, and gave the larger piece to his son.

After eating, the remaining three pieces of yellow rice were placed in the rice jar and covered with a basket cloth, ready to be washed and returned tomorrow.

Thinking that no one would come, the father and son unfolded the torn cotton wool and lay down on the kang.

Luo Ye stretched out his limbs and felt the texture of the mat under him. He felt more comfortable than ever before, but he couldn't sleep. He stared at the roof in trance for a while and called softly: "Dad."

"Huh?" Luo Tingyuan didn't fall asleep either.

When I shouted, there was a response. It seemed like it was not a dream.

Luo Ye thought about it and shouted after a while: "Dad."

Luo Tingyuan was helpless: "What's wrong?"

Luo Ye licked his lips, turned over and looked at him: "Dad, I'm hungry."

Are you hungry just after eating?

Not to mention that today there is still half a bowl of soup, which is as big as a rice bowl, and there are egg drops in the soup. I used to only drink cold water at night, and I never heard him complain about being hungry.

He was clearly thinking about the remaining Tan Huang'er.

Luo Tingyuan felt a little distressed and remained silent for a while before saying, "Otherwise, if you eat one, the worst we can do is not eat it in the morning."

Luo Ye sat up immediately, but after thinking about it, he lay down again and shook his head: "I was just talking."

You know, if you are hungry at night, you won’t feel it until you fall asleep. It’s the most uncomfortable thing if you don’t have to eat during the day and have to work.

Luo Tingyuan also understood what he was thinking, grabbed the quilt and gave him more space, and said softly: "Go to sleep."

"Yeah!" Luo Ye agreed. This time, he stopped thinking about it, closed his eyes, and gradually fell asleep.

At dawn, the brigade's trumpet sounded. The father and son sat up almost at the same time, looked at each other, and both turned over and climbed up to get off the kang.

After leaving the house and seeing no one in the yard, I didn't know what to do.

Luo Ye tried to say: "I...I saw there is a water tank in front of me. Let's go get some water to wash your face first?" Seeing his father nodding, he went out with the flat basin.

In the educated youth spot, everyone was brushing their teeth and washing their faces.

Seeing him coming, Zhu Xiaomin waved to him and handed him a bucket: "Take the water here for washing, and come over for breakfast later."

There is still food in the morning!

Luo Ye opened his eyes wide, but he didn't dare to remind her, for fear that she would remember the four Tanhuang children she gave to her yesterday, so she agreed and walked back with the bucket.

When the father and son poured the water out of the bucket, they were surprised again.

The bucket was filled with half a bucket of warm water.

It is too luxurious to use hot water for washing.

The father and son looked at each other for a while, but it was difficult to ask, so they could only wash their faces with hot water, dip their fingers in the water, rub their teeth together, and then rinse their mouths.

Wash up well. Only one-third of the water in the bucket has been used. Do you want to take it back?

The father and son looked at each other for a while, then looked around the room, but there was nothing to hold water, so they had to wash the basin and fill it up.

Also, they said there would be food in the morning.

But there are still three stalls in their rice bowl. It may be lunch, and the blankets have to be returned.

The father and son thought for a while, then put two pairs of chopsticks together on the stove, with three rice stalls on top. Luo Ye then held the bucket in one hand and the rice bowl in the other. Cage cloth out.

Seeing his unwashed rice bowl, Zhu Xiaomin remembered and sighed, "I forgot you don't have anything to hold water over there." She took the rice bowl and washed it for him, filled another bowl of porridge, and said, "In a moment, After eating, I came out to wash myself and then went back with a bucket of water."

Seeing a vat of steaming yellow millet porridge, Luo Ye just felt like he was dreaming again. He swallowed, nodded, and hurriedly carried the porridge back.

At this time, the sky was already bright. The light was not as dim as yesterday. The educated youths could clearly see Luo Ye's appearance. As soon as he went out, He Wenhua couldn't help but ask: "Xiaomin, you mean, this child is ten years old?"

"Yeah, this kid is six years old at most, but he has a big head." Zhou Dongyi also said.

Zhu Xiaomin sighed: "I haven't had enough to eat since I was a child. It's strange that I can grow taller."

Not to mention at this time, even later, he was already able to stand at the top where others could not see, and he did not grow taller. He was not at all like his father's height.

As soon as she said this, everyone remembered that they had heard about what happened to the father and son.

At the beginning of the 1966 Movement, Luo Tingyuan, who had studied abroad and whose family was a capitalist, was the first to be overthrown. A disaster was imminent. His wife left her two-year-old son and flew away. Since there was no one to take care of him, the child was sent to him. in hands.

In 1967, he was taken out of prison and sent to a cowshed in the village to undergo labor re-education. He had no choice but to take the child with him.

It has been seven years now.

There was a moment of silence in the yard. Xie Chengzhi shook his head and whispered: "In our place, we just don't treat them badly. Don't take too much care of them."

Yes, if you sympathize with the capitalist roaders and are targeted by people like Qian Yuanfei, disaster will not only follow the father and son.

Zhu Xiaomin agreed and nodded.

Just be careful before finishing the exercise and there will be no problem.

In the inner courtyard, the father and son were eating porridge. Luo Ye looked at the rice dumplings on the stove from time to time. After a while, he whispered: "There is porridge to drink this morning. Maybe even if there is lunch, we don’t know what work to do, and we don’t know if a bowl of porridge is enough?”

Luo Tingyuan pretended not to notice his little Jiujiu, and said along the way: "How about eating one as per the original plan?"

Luo Ye's eyes suddenly lit up and he nodded immediately: "Yeah, there are two more at noon. One is enough for each person. There will definitely be food in the evening."

As a result, the father and son happily divided one into another.

After finishing the porridge, Luo Ye was afraid that all the educated youths would leave, so he hurriedly rushed out. When he saw everyone was packing up to go out, Zhu Xiaomin waved to him, pointed to the water tank and said, "There is water over there. You can wash the rice tank yourself." , if you want to wash other things, just carry it in in a bucket. There is lunch in the pot, and you can heat it up yourself when the time comes."

Turning to leave, he asked again: "Are you capable of stirring up fire yourself?"

Hearing that lunch was left in the pot, Luo Ye was a little dumbfounded. He nodded blankly and watched a group of educated youths huffing and puffing out. He didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

After staying for a while, I finally came back to my senses. I stared at the pot for a while, but I couldn't help but not look at it. I scooped water from the water vat, washed the rice vat, and then took another bucket of water back.