Siheyuan: Starting from Building a Village

I have to say that most people in the 1950s and 1960s were simple and kind. In just one afternoon, they had become familiar with everything, especially the children, who were playing happily together. In Wenxiu's words, their mental outlook was much better than when they were at the relief center.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Lao San and Chen Weiguo came back. Just as Liu Guozheng had expected, the task was not accomplished. The main reason was that the boiler was too expensive and they could not afford it. Even if they exchanged it for meat, the quantity required was too large.

After thinking about it, I decided to give up the idea of ​​exchanging meat for boilers. I only get seven or eight wild boars every month. Although the harvest is large, it is acceptable. If you get dozens of wild boars every month, it will be a bit too much. After some time, I will make it in the second world. The villagers are all our own people and rarely go out. People from outside rarely come in. There is no problem keeping it secret. After a long time, it will be easier to explain.

This is also due to the current population management system, which strictly prohibits the random movement of population. Whether from rural areas to cities or from cities to rural areas, a letter of introduction from the village and the unit is required, which is equivalent to a pass. Nowadays, people basically stay in their original place of residence unless there is something special.

The trio of Li Dabao, Erlang and Zhang Long completed their task perfectly. Not to mention some necessary medicines, the brand new sewing machine on the tricycle attracted the attention of the crowd.

Now is the time when Wang Fugui and her friends are getting off work. They all want to lie on the sewing machine and not leave. It is okay for the men, they just sigh, but it is different for the women. The sewing machine is what they have always dreamed of. Even when their husbands pull them away, they look back every few steps, just like lovers who have to part with each other in love.

"Brother Zheng, I'm starving. What are we having for dinner?"

This is Erlang. He was really exhausted by this trip, which was over a hundred miles round trip. Li Dabao was okay, as he was used to it as a purchasing agent. But Erlang was not so good. When he was in his hometown before, he had no chance to touch a bicycle, let alone ride it. It can be said that he basically never left the village. Now he can use the bicycle freely, but he suffers a lot.

Now there are more people, ten adults and twenty children. Stir-frying is no longer suitable, mainly because there are not enough plates.

After thinking about it, I decided to have millet and sweet potato porridge and a big stew in the evening.

The stew is also simple, it is a hodgepodge of various vegetables, pork belly, cabbage, potatoes, fungus, kelp shreds are directly stewed in one pot, simple and convenient, and delicious. Especially the pork belly, directly made 30 or 40 slices, to ensure that everyone can get at least one slice.

"Erlang, Dabao, go and move all the tables and chairs over here."

These days, Lao Yang has made four tables and sixteen stools, which is enough for now. He will make more later. The population of the village will not increase for a long time in the future. Although the disaster is still going on, with the secret help of Wang Chao and Ma Han, everyone can basically eat enough, and fewer and fewer people will flee from famine.

It is also possible that some people with high awareness would rather starve themselves than not donate food.

Set up the table and chairs and wait for dinner.

Liu Guozheng thought about it and decided to implement the separate dining system as much as possible, and gave each person an aluminum lunch box.

Wash and store your own dishes.

It can be regarded as their first property after coming to Hope New Village.

When it was time for dinner, Li Xiangdong came over, bringing two policemen with him, as well as his own lunch box and, of course, rations. Li Xiangdong said that they would share meals in the village for the next few days.

Going to someone else's house for a meal and bringing your own rations was a very characteristic feature of the era.

In that era, everyone in the city had a ration. If you went to someone else's house and ate their food, then that person's house would not have enough food, and someone would go hungry.

Therefore, unless there are special circumstances, most people seldom visit others, and even if they do, they always avoid meal times.

After the meal, Liu Guozheng took out some fruit candies, one for adults and two for children. As a dessert after the meal. At the same time, he told them to remember to brush their teeth and rinse their mouths before going to bed after eating the candies.

Fruit candies are not bought, but produced in the Second World.

Of course there is also Coke, but Liu Guozheng is not going to take it out. When he wants to drink it, he can just go into the second world.

As for the juice, it is impossible to share it except during the Chinese New Year.

After arranging everyone, Liu Guozheng and a few young men went back to drink.

Yang Youde stayed and said he would help look after the children.

Liu Xiaolong and the other five also stayed behind, together with their new friends and partners.

In this case, Liu Guozheng didn't say anything. As long as they were happy, that was fine.

Even though the village isn’t in great shape now, most people really can’t get in at night.

At night, Zhang Long and Zhao Hu were guarding the entrance to the village.

There are the Southern Hero and the Northern Hero in secret. These two were specially left behind by Liu Guozheng, and they can be regarded as his backup.

Li Xiangdong also went to drink with us, and he was dragged along by force.

We drank millet wine.

The side dishes are even simpler, as the braised meats are ready-made, such as pork head, chicken gizzards, and mutton offal.

Chen Weiguo said that he had come to the right place today.

Li Xiangdong ate comfortably and drank with satisfaction. He was also a wine lover. Although the rice wine tasted a little bit bad, it still had its own flavor.

Especially since they are all young people, there is no distinction of status or position at the table.

Drink comfortably.

Having a good chat.

It lasted until ten o'clock, and I still felt like it hadn't been completed.

This is called life.